MMX fanfic - very rough

    The mid-day's heat is broken up by what shade the loosely-packed forrest's trees offered.  The baby blue sky itself is only potmarked with but a few small clouds here and there.  ...And one other peculiar sight.  A peculiar sight for this part of the world, at least.  A small jet aircraft flying so high one wouldn't notice it unless one was looking for it.  So high, in fact, that you wouldn't have even seen the cargo it was about to drop.
    The deafening silence its jet provided wasn't a comfort to anyone as no one was on board.  On the jet's underside three green, pie dish-sized metalic discs clung for one moment and then all fell in sequence the next.  They fell unnaturally for more than two kilometers.  The heavy wind that they surely were subject to didn't seem to effect them at all.  They didn't tumble and they were completely undisturbed by the aircraft's jet stream as it turned around and flew back in the direction it came.
    Again, as if by some unseen, unnatural force, the green discs slowed the rate of the descent as they approached the Earth's surface.  Two of them landed on their broad sides in the dirt, where grass wasn't growing well.  The third in a tree where it was stopped for only a moment before it plinked to the ground.
    A few short moments had passed until suddenly all three discs sprouted legs.  From their tops four legs unfolded downward from their seamless surfaces.  Once they were all standing firmly they regrouped on their new quick yet short legs.  They began to travel in single file over short hills to the East.  On the otherside of which was a cave's mouth.  They had stopped in the valley between the cave and the hill.  They paused for a moment before they all positioned themselves in a large triangular formation.  Four men could stand between each quadropedal disc with enough elbow room for each of them to eat at a table comfortably and heartily.  The discs all set themselves down on the ground and tucked their legs back in, once again becoming seamless.
    The discs started to glow a vivid, pulsating pink color, accompanied by a slight hum.  The grass in the area which lay between the discs myseriously flattened itself against the dirt.  In the same area the pinkness from the discs stretched out to one another and up towards the sky but ended only after a few meters.  The strange pinkness then seemed to solidify, like a pink glass pyramid whose edges were well defined, like a solid pink frame.  Inside the pulsating pyramid another figure came into focus.  It was a man clad in a sort of space-age armor.  It was difficult to define his features through all the pink.  He only stood motionless, staring at the cave.
    In an instant the pyramid had vanished and the man inside, who is now easily seen to be a woman and not a man, fell a centimeter or two to the ground.  She wasn't disturbed by the fall.  The discs which had done this magic were green, seamless and lifeless once again.  The armor the woman donned gave her a protector's aura and an exagurated broad figure.  Her face, though, was undeyably charming.  Her armor had a dim sheen, like that of the discs and the aircraft they once clung to.  But her armor was a deep blue and it covered her upper torso and shoulders.  Her calves and forearms were also covered in the thick, smooth, deep blue armor.  Around her pelvis more, smaller, light blue armor protected her and, coincidentally, complimented the curves around her waist.  Every place that armor didn't cover it seemed as though was covered in dark purple spandex; though, maybe out of place on anyone else, it seemed to fit her very naturally, like it was her skin.  Like a very thick headband a small helmet covered the top of her head and her ears.  Vibrant red hair flowed out from both the front and back.  A few strands from her bangs played in the breeze over her green eyes.  Out the back her hair fell in slight waves to just the top of the armor over her shoulders where it gently brushed them continuously.  The helmet itself was largely the same color as the rest of her armor.  Over where her ears would be the helmet sported an orange crater that looked as though it might house some complicated circutry.  Around the orange crater was a white lip that seperated the armor from the ear piece.  From the bottom of the ear pieces, on each side of the helmet short, broad entaenas jutted out downwards and pointed behind her.  The entaenas curved inward as if they tried to touch one another but were nowhere near long enough.  On her back a large rifle was slung; though "slung" may be inapporpriate as it was mearly there, unattached to her, yet somehow it followed her, followed her movements and she seemed aware of it though not distracted by it.  The rifle itself was also unique.  It was red and silver and had a sheen also like that of her armor and like that of those discs.

    "*Jin, d***o***opy?*" a voice crackles over Jin's helmet radio.
    Jin puts her hand up to where her ear would be, "Say again, base?"  Her eyes and head turn towards her ear's direction with a slightly anxious frown.
    "*** ...I said, 'do you copy, Jin?' over.*"  The voice on the other end, also a bit anxious, clearly belongs to a young man.
    "I copy you, base.  You're a little hazzy, though."  After a short moment with no reply Jin found herself staring into the maw of the cave, her hand still on the side of her head.  "Base?"
    "* ... ***  ... * ..  Is that better?" The voice on the other end rang through crystal clear.
    "I can hear you now." Jin lowered her hand and knelt down to inspect the discs.
    "What's your situation?  Did the A-D-Ts work?  You should see a cave."
    "Yeah, the cave's right here."  She peers up again, inspecting the cave's mouth from a distance.  Back down again she reaches for one of the green, shiny discs.  She almost has it in both hands when she realizes that it's very hot.  "Ah!" She drops it, shaking her hand vigorously.  She cringes as tears well up in her eyes.  "Ooooowwwwww."  She laughs a sad laugh inspired by pain as she tries her best to stop the intense heat.
    "What?!  What's wrong?"
    "These things are hot."  She laughs through the pain again.
    "Oh, yeah.  Don't touch the A-D-Ts right away.  These new stealth models are designed to be expendable and they don't have a cooling mechanism.  They should be cool after you've completed your mission.  Retrieve them then if you're able."
    "What do I do with them until then?"  Jin manuevers her body so that she's sitting on the ground with her legs bent inward.  She's now cradling her afflicted hand.
    "Just leave them, they should go unnoticed.  If they're unretrievable later, no big lose, they're expendable.  Neat, huh?"
    "Did you make them?"  Jin closely inspects her mistreated fingers.
    "Well," the voice chuckles, "I don't like to brag...  Do you like them?"
    "...Whatever..."  With no interest to anything not pertaining to the relief of the pain in her hand Jin dismisses the discs and counts them as rubbish.
    "..."
    "Let's just get this over with."  Jin stands up and readies her rifle against her shoulder.  She grips the handle with her trigger hand and gently lets the mussle settle into her tender hand.
    "...Fine.  The cave you see is actually a mine.  It hasn't been mined in about 25 years.  Recently our satelites have been picking up some activity coming from deep inside.  We don't suspect it's anything to worry about; it's probably an abandoned mechaniloid that's somehow been reactivated and is doing work.  You need to shut it down.  The mine was abandoned after several cave-ins deemed it to be unstable.  If it is a mechaniloid doing work it could cause the entire mine to collapse.  Normally that wouldn't be an issue but the mine does, indeed, belong to someone, as does the would-be mechaniloid.  ...Deactivate it, retrieve it... hell, destroy it if you have to, just don't let the mine collapse."
    "Copy that.  I'm going in."
    "Good luck.  If you need any help you know where to find me."
    Jin starts down the entrance shaft of the mine.  She's not two minutes into her walk when it starts to get really dark.  "Sem, you still there?"
    "..." There's no reply.
    "...Sempi?!"  Jin is getting nervous.
    "...Yeah, what's up?"
    "Hey, I was just thinking; what if the 'activity' isn't a mechaniloid-gone-bonkers?" Jin blinks twice.  Her green eyes begin to glow.  She's activated her infarred sensors.  Everything she sees now seems to glow green.  It's not as nerve-wracking but it's somehow more eerie she thinks to herself.
    "What else would it be?"
    "I don't know!  Just talk to me, it's creepy down here."
    "You're not losing your nerve, are you?  You can hang back for a little while if you want."
    "That won't help any.  Sitting here will just freak me out more."
    Sempi can clearly hear the subtle terror in her voice.  Not about to let a friend down he comes up with an idea to calm her nerves, however hesitant he may be about it.  "Turn off your infarred and activate your torch and link your video to me.  We'll talk that way."
    "Ok..." Jin's voice is noticably shaky now.  She blinks twice again and her world stops glowing as does her eyes.  With her tender hand she taps the top of her helmet.  From the center of her helmet, high up on top of her head a small source of light illuminates a large area in front of her.  With the same finger she taps on her right armored forearm and a small display with digital meters and numbers appears.  Next to the meters a face in a small square is winking at her.  The face's lips move and over the radio in her helmet words fill the small moving mouth.
    "That better?" Sempi asks sympathetically.  Sempi's short, brown, bouncy hair makes everyone at the Repliforce base smile.  His sunny disposition and ever-growing library of clean and not-so-clean jokes makes his department a welcoming work station.  In the monitor he turns his head for a moment to speak a word to someone off-screen; no audio.  He's wearing what looks like blue and white neck-hugging headphones; over where his ears should be are orange craters much like Jin's.
    Jin smiles to see her navigator.  A little of her anxiety is eased.  "Wh...why's it so important that the mine stay intact?"
    "Uhmmmm.  Not sure.  The Colonel's been submitting some unusually dull assignments lately.  If I had to guess I'd say the mine's on some unsuspecting land-owner's property and the equipment therein belongs to some past-its-prime mining company.  If the mine collapses and the land-owner catches wind of it he might investigate, find the faulty equipment and sue the mining company for deminished property value.  On the other hand, if the mining company finds out first, which is more likely, they may sue the land-owner for damaged equipment should the collapse crush their stuff.  ...This is purely conjecture, however."  Sempi's innability to sit still contributes to his endless research and speculations.  These tendancies thusly contribute to his long-winded over-explainations and his overall obsessive personality.
    Patiently waiting, Jin finally gets a chance to ask, "Where do we fit in?"
    "I'm thinking that because it was our satelites that found it then it's our responsibility.  Last one to leave gets stuck with the check.  I don't mind, do you?  We could be routing mavericks.  Isn't it nice to know that things are as slow as they are however boring things may be?"  Sempi seemed enthusiastic for a moment but then trailed off into slight dissappointment.
    "I suppose."  Jin didn't notice but her pace was quickening.  "So why's it ok we destroy their mechaniloid, then?"
    "Only destroy it if you have to.  We can afford to compinsate for the destruction of one.  But if there's one down there then there's probably a dozen or two."
    "...Wait, how do you know all this?"
    "It's just a guess.  If you think like a big wig it's not hard to immagine all sorts of BS to be worried over.  All we really know is that something's down there moving around.  ...Well, actually, all we really know is that our satelites' sensors picked up some activity.  ...Well, actually, all we know is that we received a signal from what appeared to be one of our satelites who's would-be sensors picked up..." Sempi gets cut short.
    "I get it!"  Jin's laugh echoes throughout the mine.