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FIC: Rolling In the Deep (2/?) [Chronicles of Riddick/Pacific Rim]
Title: Rolling In the Deep
Author: Feygan
Fandom: Chronicles of Riddick/Pacific Rim
Genre: sci-fi, action, gen
Rating: teen+
Summary: The Basilica crashes on a primitive world. Riddick and his crew have to deal with the consequences, as well as the greedy hands of the natives.
The Kaiju were a menace, one that kept growing stronger with every victory. It was to the point that scientists were predicting the death of all native life on Earth.
The world was becoming a Kaiju paradise and it was taking a toll on everybody.
Dumping the Jaeger program so publicly had not been a good idea. It had been the slamming of a door that never should have been fully closed. But the UN was full of hurt feelings and the American representative had reacted like the asshole he was. Typical politician, willing to let the world burn just to get a point across.
There was a struggle happening to save the human race, yet even now some people refused to take the threat seriously.
Safe far inland, living in their armored bunkers and underground palaces, they sneered at the idea of spending money to save all life on Earth. It was better to wait until things reached catastrophic levels before reacting like fools.
Discard the one thing that had worked so far. Then build a wall. Let the Jaegers' ranks dwindle until they were useless. Sell the program.
And why?
All for the sake of a dream dredged up from the depths of the ocean, the Genie's Lamp. A spaceship.
The ship had broken into pieces, not that they'd realized it when the first section was found. It had been large enough they'd assumed it was most of the ship. And they'd found the crew.
Dead of course, their strange floating beds unable to stand the pressure of the crash and impact with the water.
The coffin-beds had cracked and the occupants had died. There was nothing anyone could do for them.
But the technology... it revolutionized everything. It breathed hope into people that were lacking it.
The first bit of wreckage had been discovered a month after Trespasser had torn up a large chunk of the western seaboard. It was found by a salvage company and quickly confiscated by the government.
An alien ship filled with all kinds of technological marvels. Including what was to become Drift technology.
The propaganda story was a lie, or at least a stretch of the truth. Scientists were working on Pons technology, but it wasn't going anywhere. Until they got a look at the strange apparatus joining the minds of the aliens together.
Even damaged and lacking in some components, scientists were able to reverse-engineer the technology. Drifting was successfully achieved.
The Jaegers were born. They did their duty. They saved lives and defended the coasts. The Jaeger pilots were heroes, their sacrifice one to be recognized, but the cost of giant fighting robots was astronomical.
And with the discovery of the Genie's Lamp... the Jaegers died.
Because the section of alien spaceship they'd found was the size of a small city. Massive to the point that there was serious consternation that it hadn't been found before.
Using Jaeger tech, the ship was tugged close enough to shore that a pier could be built and scientists could find their way inside.
Indescribable wonders were found amongst the grim gold panoply. The spaceship must have belonged to a warrior race, because there was a treasure trove of weapons. Things that could do damage on a planetary scale.
Humanity had the means by which to fight back. Hopefully without turning the Pacific Ocean into a crater of glass.
Production of the "Big Honking Space Guns" was commenced, not leaving resources for much else.
The wall would give them safety from the Kaiju Blue the ocean was going to be spread with once they started blasting Kaiju into vapor. They might even be able to cultivate fish once they had a clean area of water. The wall would at least give the public time to reach proper shelter.
The spaceship had given them a bounty of hope and devastating weaponry. They had barely broken into the first levels of the Genie's Lamp, and already it had helped save the Earth.
They dug deeper to see what other wonders they could discover.
Author: Feygan
Fandom: Chronicles of Riddick/Pacific Rim
Genre: sci-fi, action, gen
Rating: teen+
Summary: The Basilica crashes on a primitive world. Riddick and his crew have to deal with the consequences, as well as the greedy hands of the natives.
The Kaiju were a menace, one that kept growing stronger with every victory. It was to the point that scientists were predicting the death of all native life on Earth.
The world was becoming a Kaiju paradise and it was taking a toll on everybody.
Dumping the Jaeger program so publicly had not been a good idea. It had been the slamming of a door that never should have been fully closed. But the UN was full of hurt feelings and the American representative had reacted like the asshole he was. Typical politician, willing to let the world burn just to get a point across.
There was a struggle happening to save the human race, yet even now some people refused to take the threat seriously.
Safe far inland, living in their armored bunkers and underground palaces, they sneered at the idea of spending money to save all life on Earth. It was better to wait until things reached catastrophic levels before reacting like fools.
Discard the one thing that had worked so far. Then build a wall. Let the Jaegers' ranks dwindle until they were useless. Sell the program.
And why?
All for the sake of a dream dredged up from the depths of the ocean, the Genie's Lamp. A spaceship.
The ship had broken into pieces, not that they'd realized it when the first section was found. It had been large enough they'd assumed it was most of the ship. And they'd found the crew.
Dead of course, their strange floating beds unable to stand the pressure of the crash and impact with the water.
The coffin-beds had cracked and the occupants had died. There was nothing anyone could do for them.
But the technology... it revolutionized everything. It breathed hope into people that were lacking it.
The first bit of wreckage had been discovered a month after Trespasser had torn up a large chunk of the western seaboard. It was found by a salvage company and quickly confiscated by the government.
An alien ship filled with all kinds of technological marvels. Including what was to become Drift technology.
The propaganda story was a lie, or at least a stretch of the truth. Scientists were working on Pons technology, but it wasn't going anywhere. Until they got a look at the strange apparatus joining the minds of the aliens together.
Even damaged and lacking in some components, scientists were able to reverse-engineer the technology. Drifting was successfully achieved.
The Jaegers were born. They did their duty. They saved lives and defended the coasts. The Jaeger pilots were heroes, their sacrifice one to be recognized, but the cost of giant fighting robots was astronomical.
And with the discovery of the Genie's Lamp... the Jaegers died.
Because the section of alien spaceship they'd found was the size of a small city. Massive to the point that there was serious consternation that it hadn't been found before.
Using Jaeger tech, the ship was tugged close enough to shore that a pier could be built and scientists could find their way inside.
Indescribable wonders were found amongst the grim gold panoply. The spaceship must have belonged to a warrior race, because there was a treasure trove of weapons. Things that could do damage on a planetary scale.
Humanity had the means by which to fight back. Hopefully without turning the Pacific Ocean into a crater of glass.
Production of the "Big Honking Space Guns" was commenced, not leaving resources for much else.
The wall would give them safety from the Kaiju Blue the ocean was going to be spread with once they started blasting Kaiju into vapor. They might even be able to cultivate fish once they had a clean area of water. The wall would at least give the public time to reach proper shelter.
The spaceship had given them a bounty of hope and devastating weaponry. They had barely broken into the first levels of the Genie's Lamp, and already it had helped save the Earth.
They dug deeper to see what other wonders they could discover.