*at station square*
Pico:*eyes start to open as he woke he got up slowly and clenched his chest he also instinctively put his hand on his head to stop the pain*…where am i?*he looks around*was i in a acident?(now that i think about it i dont remember anything)..wait who am i? im..so confused.
*meanwhile with Damion a mysterious voice enter his mind*
???:Damion your orders were to kill all of zots powerful men not just that fox i want Shadowblade dead understand?!
Damion:*smiles evily*yes of course my master. at once*and with a flick of a finger Damion summoned a small group of high ranked demons*…lets rumble boys
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Snow: *looks at Val, then at Doc, over to SB and back to Val* … Take good care of her. *turns to SB* Let's go.
- Upstairs on the ground floor, Remus stands up from the smashed fridge he's taken cover behind soon as he noticed SB's presence. As the threat vanishes through a portal, unaware of his company, Remus continues his way back to the professor. Running and constantly phasing out and back in in a green flash several hundred metres further, he leaves behind many miles in so much of a minute. All of this watched by the professor. -
Rheinheim: Und so tanzen alle Puppen in perfekter Synchronie zum ›Ritt der Walküren‹. *he chuckles to himself inwardly* My dear, everryzing is working out perfectly, do you know zat?
?????: It seems like it.
Rheinheim: Ohh, zat it does. Steps one zrrough four have come up just as plenned. I em rrelying on you now to make sure steps five, six and seven come zrrough as well.
?????: You won't be disappointed.
Rheinheim: Oh, I know zat, my dear, I know zat. How is ze prrogrress on ze update?
?????: … Seventy six percent complete.
Rheinheim: Brillient. Zen all we have to do is wait until Rremus is back, end we can prroceed. But rremember… no useless herro behaviour! Concentrrate on ze target, end everryzing is fine. Zey will get what is coming to zem soon enough.
- Station Square, Jules' Pool Hall… -
Claire: … ('S long as I can't sense'em. Right now it doesn't notice much more than I do… Shit, SB's got a point. On the other side, Rust does, too. Ehh, why not?) *she sets up again for the shot she didn't take earlier and shoots the aimed ball like a bullet into the pocket* Just a lil' side info: Case I suddenly act as if I'm collapsing for what shitlicking reason ever, knock me out as hard as ya can and run for it. 'Cause as blooming easy ya think it's to control the beast, it isn't. Ya can't control it.
–Forest Outside of Zot—
*Lucy is lying crumpled next to the tree he was thrown against. His coat lies several feet to one side, half-melted from the Metroid’s acid spit. Noxious vapor fumes from Lucy’s body and at first glance he seems to be covered in burns and horribly mutilated. Closer examination however notices that the ‘burns’ are merely caked dirt and the small bits of his clothes after the acid has consumed them. He seems…unharmed, albeit knocked out. There are no open wounds, no broken bones, no blood, and no bruises, even his hair seems alright. That said, his clothes have not survived the assault in the least bit and he is quite exposed.*
–Zot, 13th floor, office–
Rhiannon: “I was one of Torvek’s bodyguards the first time around, but I was never in command of anything.” *she says, slightly taken aback that she’d be asked for tactical advice.* “if mages or conjurers were your foes I’d have a better idea of what to do, but I’ve never had to deal with rogue scientists. Maybe you should ask Doc what he’d do if he wanted to attack Zot and prepare against those methods. I mean, he’s also an insane scientist so maybe he has some perspective.”
–Station Square, Jules’ Pool Hall—
Rust: *nods.* “whatever you say, M’lady. Would you prefer the pool-stick express or the barstool package?” *he asks gesturing to both in turn. Although he makes jest of the request, there is grim understanding in his eyes.* “to be fair, I never said that the beast could be controlled nor would I expect anyone to be able to do so with the stakes so high. Still, quite the what if, don’t you agree?”
MB: what the hell…*picks up the coat and covers Lucy in it then puts him on the back, securing him and Frank and takes them to Zot via Omega Metroid within moments he rushes to exact areas needed drops off the Metroid in the hall and Places Frank back where he belongs to be worked on and gets Lucy to the 7th to be observed by the Clerics*make sure he's ok*he then recieves a text on the situation and sighs. he goes and puts the metroid back. Then heads to Claire's room with 4 men of the Cloth armed and ready for what ever comes. Together they run as fast as they can to the portal to retrieve her*
* Zot, Top Floor, office*
Rob: that's ok neither have we. and do you really think bringing out Doc's unstable side would help us at all? We need a healer at the moment, not someone that could confuse friend for another experiment*he then thinks about it for a moment* Shadowblade listed he will eventually make his way here however we don't know what he'll be after. Facts about him point to Science however, while we do have technology its not our strongpoint and nothing here would be worth intrest. That leaves Magic. So, the question is if that's what he's after what does he want to do with it?*he then ponders for a moment more* If i give you a list of monsters this man has created that might come after us would you be able to help come up with something?
*Zot, basement*
*a loud roar is heard and the ground opens out from it comes a reptillain Creature with many heads at an angle it Stares up at the Sky. The heads Simoltaniusly Open their mouths and fire; vollying several shots in the Form of a Meteor Shower ahead of a certain monster's path.
it then lowers back underground. then, outside The Lich shows up and without any effort raises his defences of undead the Arch Fiends also ready themselves *
*The Moon*
*A large reptillain Creature crawls out of a cave without any effort it beats its Wings and flies to where an unknown satalite that belongs neither to Zot or any Nation on Earth It opens his mouth and with one clear blast destroys it It then proceeds to fly around and searches for more ready to destroy any other unknown objects*
*Snow's Place moments before everything*
Doc: very well then. Please come back alive.*goes all the way through*
SB: and now its our turn…*he changes the portal location to Dimesion S,takes Snow's phone and as he goes in with Snow behind. he concentrates and feels what he was looking for, but he also feels something that moves out and amazingly still has track of it*…oh, that does it!*he then whips out his phone and writes a set of instructions to Morphblade and many at Zot he then waits a moment and gets the following replies:
___
SB: Morphblade, please go and get ready to get Claire, James can you please check the following coordnates I'm sending you and comfirm with our friends?*
MB:already on my way…
James: hold on…
James:…you are correct. "our friends" did confirm something odd floating around up in space, as well as our survallence detecting brief blips jumpnig a great distances. We'll fire the "cannons" at once, at both of the coordanates you gave us.
SB: thank you.
___
(If I'm going to fall into a trap, the least I can do is even out the playing field and make sure everything doesn't go your way either!)*he quickly writes a note, then steps out at Station Square with Snow* Claire is at Jules' Pool Hall along with 2 others. Morphblade and 4 Clerics are going to be on the opposite end of that. Once everyone gets through, text me so that i may close it. As for me*draws a blade from his being still in sheath* I'm going hunting.*with that said he dashes off like lightining and blurs past Pico Leaving a note attached to his shoulder*
"Pico,
head to Jules' Pool hall . *the next part is instructions on how to get there* Snow should be there waiting. Hurry at once!
-SB"
SB: (and now for the main course) *Dashing at great speeds he finds Damion and his army. with Little time he dashes though them catching them off guard unsheahing the blade crouched over. He then turns around to see several of the Demons fall over dead and the rest of them injured and filled with cuts and proceeds to have several tendrils at the ready.* Hi there. I take it your the reason that station square is torn to shreds?
*Doc's Lab*
Doc:*rolls Val in* oh Thank god I'm back. Now I can get some work done*with little time he takes her offt her gerny and gently places her onto his operation table he then opens his bag and drinks down Several Pink vials then he reconects to Val, reconects to the tentacle plug which he sucessfully used to free his patient from his own cord and began working on his underdevloped brain*
Pico:*looks at the note* Snow…that name sounds familiar…well if i want answers then it looks like this is my best bet*starts running*
*back with SB and Damion*
Damion:*raises a eyebrow in amusement*…haha…ha…HAHAHAHAHA!! those things were useless to me anyway. *summons a strange crystal behind his back* now die!*he charges in for an attack and about to strike but shadowblade had a face that says"i dont give a damn"..but suddenly*
Pico:geng way!*Pico supriseing both Damion and SB jumps on the deamons head and starts heading towards the pool hall*oops sorry!
Damion:why that little…
SB:*smirks and punches Damion* your fight is with me
Claire: (Sure is. I can't even count how often I've imagined that. But…) What ifs and dreams don't help me open doors I don't got a goddamn key for. And I could swear I heardcha say ya don't like to think about'em either. *she examines the layout of the remaining balls; a solid right in front of the cue ball in the corner blocks most of her potential targets and is too close to be skipped as well; with no other choice left, she gives the cue ball but a slight tap, not hitting any of her stripes but not giving Rust an easy position to shoot either* Anyway, where ya from if obviously not Filthy Square? Don't got any family to worry 'bout?
Snow: *tackles the double wing door open, hammer ready for what might come* What in Heaven's name, Claire?! What are you doing here?!
Claire: *turns around as if she awaited him, not shouting but raising her voice above his annoyed* Talking about blood sucking relatives! What up, bro?
Snow: Why aren't you in Zot?! Do you have the least idea-
Claire: Oh, cut the crap! Yer the last guy I'd give enough of a damn on to justify myself!
Snow: You can shove your justifications down a troll's throat, the situation here is bad enough as it is without having you run around like a headless chicken!
Claire: Don'tcha worry about that, that'll only happen as long as you're around!
Snow: We can discuss that later, for now, do me the favor and do as I say ONE time and get your body back to Zot!
Claire: *changes her grip on the cue, now holding it like a baseball bat* How 'boutcha come and MAKE ME, ASSHOLE?!
Snow: Do NOT make me angry or I SWEAR YOU'RE GONNA BE SORRY!
MB: *standing in front of the portal watching the scene together with the clerics since a whole minute* Ahem.
- In Doc's lab… -
Val: *is slowly coming to her senses and looks around confused; her eyes go wide with intimidation as she remembers what happened; she then notices Doc's presence and tries for five minutes to formulate a sentence before she finally says* … I'm sorry, Doc. Where-where is Snow? I must tell him I'm sorry'…
- Meanwhile, - … somewhere… -
?????: I lost connection to our communications satellite.
Rheinheim: *humming the ›Ride of the Valkyries‹ as he hears this* Anozer bait catched, anozer part of ze plan successful. Wiz ze hybrrids in place where zey have fulfilled zeyr whole purpose, we don't need it anymore.
Remus: *enters the computer room*
Rheinheim: Welcome back, Rremus. How was your journey? *he laughs at his joke while disconnecting a USB cord from his wheelchair that led to the computer*
Remus: Cannon fire everywhere.
Rheinheim: Yes, yes, I saw it. Our enemy's arm is long, like ours was back in Rrussia. At least you managed to loose zem long before. Now, are you all up for ze meyn task?
Remus & ?????: Yes, professor.
Rheinheim: Wunderbar, wunderbar! Well, I can tell you are keen on starting, so I will not bore you wiz going over ze details again; You know what to do. Get in position and make sure to rreport to me when you are. I will open ze door for you zen.
Remus & ?????: *execute a gesture which looks like something between a nod and a salute and leave the room*
–Zot, 7th floor, Clinic—
*Lucy remains unconscious for nearly half-an-hour. During that time, the clerics can find nothing wrong with him despite the fact that he recently fell 9 stories down an air duct, was completely covered in alien super-acid, slashed with said alien’s razor-sharp claws and thrown against a tree. Their scans reveal no technological, psychic, nor magical means of protection on him. When the attempt to draw a blood-sample for analysis the hypodermic needle cannot pierce his skin. Neither do scalpels nor surgical lasers. Mean-while, Lucy’s discarded and ruined coat as somehow regrown and repaired itself even down to the buckles. Eventually, Lucy comes around.*
Lucy: “uhngh.” *he groans as he begins to shift about and sit up.* “that is the last time I ever run distraction duty.” *he grumbles as he massages his eyes groggily. His hand stop abruptly over his closed eyes and pats them a couple of times before the takes his hand away and his eyes come open with a start.* “Damnation! Where the hell did my contacts go?!” *without his contacts, the pupils of his eyes are clearly five-pointed stars instead of circles.*
–Zot, 13th floor, Office—
Rhiannon: “I never meant have Doc go insane…er. I was just thought that he might have more insight on the situation due to his unique perspective. As for the thought that Rheinheim is after magic… perhaps but I wouldn’t call that your strong-suit either. Besides, magic isn’t something that can be stolen in and of itself.” *she thinks for a moment.* “Okay, maybe mortal magic could be. I really don’t know much about it. Why don’t you give me that list and I will look over it. Again, not my area of expertise, especially if he made these himself, but another set of eyes always helps.”
–Station Square, Jules’ Pool Hall—
Rust: *begins to disassemble his pool cue with some frustration.* “it’s always something, isn’t it.” *he mutters to himself.* “Look, I know that I am an outsider in all of this, but now is hardly the time for any of this. The city’s in panic, some kind of attacks are going on all over the place, and people keep forgetting that Bittersweet here is not an object. So you, spike-head-“ *he says pointing at Snow.* “-let your sis be. And you-“ *he says looking Claire in the eyes* “can forget about the past for just one hour. Lastly-“ *he says looking at the clerics and MB by the portal.* “just… bugger off or something. I don’t know. Isn’t there something useful that you could be doing? Shit.” *he digs into his pocket and pulls out a handful of rings which he tosses on the pool table.* “I’m going for a walk. Getting too old for this stuff.” *he grouses as he makes his way for the door.*
Claire: Great, just fucking dandy! Ya see whatcha did there?! *she gestures at Snow wildly* If I don't manage to drive'em away, then you do! The only guy I could actually come along with! Just fuck yourself in every possible 'n' impossible way! *she turns to Morphblade as he attempts to say something* Nobody wants your shit, so keep it to yourself! Congrats everybody, you got your bird back in its cage! *she pulls out about twice as much money as necessary and spills it all over the pool table and the floor before she paces to the portal with eyes shooting purple sparks in rage, and pushes one of the clerics out of the way to the ground as she steps through it*
Natalie: Oh your awake. good.*keeps her eyes from looking as a sign of respect* sorry about your attire, but we needeed to check to see if you had any wounds in your…*hands him some clothing to change into from his patient's garb. on top of the shirt is a Lens Case containing his contacts* you know your an odd one… Most people that get injured from an Omega Metroid need intensive healing or buried right after.
*on the uppper floor*
Rob: true but books containing spells and Alchemy could be…*he shakes his head* Anyway point is its going to come down to the toss of a coin. Now then, most of the enemies he makes are dubbed "hybrids". They are a mixture and assortment of various species of man Mobian and so on that are modified by the professor and given unique skills. They're strong but not unkillable. Bullets can harm, blades can harm them Monsters can harm them, magic can harm them, I'm sure even you can knock their souls out of their bodies with with that talented voice of yours. It just takes alot of it to do so…or precise shots to any leathal organs multiple times, or a few dozen metroids…speaking of, has Shadowblade ever told you about what he's done to some of them as of late?…gah losing focus, here *hands her the documents* take some time and go over these. I know they aren't much but its all we have
*Doc's Lab*
Doc: Well Valary as of right now your husband is trying to save his sister. However there are just as pressing matters going on here.
Val: Such as?
Doc: well for one, Me continuing to fix up your child. I just gave him a esophagus to breath and carry food to his digestive system. I am now begining to repair his mind. So if you could..please lie as still as you can as finishing a brain is harder than trying to repair a fullygrown one. Especially if someone is moving around. Also Val, he smiles apology accepted.
*Elsewhere in the world hours after the inital strike*
*The cities have been evacuated as best as they could. Zot renforcements arrive moments after, also in a unique shape as well. from several helicopters and trucks many Scientists covered in armor hop out and tell the guards to leave the area at once. They then proceed to drive into each city.
As they go they notice the scenes of the attrcoties held within each area. Bodies littered the streets. One Group in England notices what remains of a family squashed under the hand of Big Ben Others in Flordia see what was once the most magical place on earth become something horendus as costume mascots and rides are torn to pieces. Burnt corpses and steel litter the park. In India the River runs red and temples now have holes in them debree covers everything making them have to make some detours. However only 3 things remain the same in all cases. Some corpses are marked with a lack of faith in the crainal area or chest, it is peaceful in what once were bustling areas, there are remains of landmarks and history lie everywhere. It was indeed a land of the dead and the only thing alive were the troops inside and the few fires that still burned.
Eventually they reached their destinations and unload the devices and hit a button they go as fast as they can and get out of the city limits. The devices activate all at once and… nothing happens. No chemicals released No creature to fly out to search and destroy. No explosions. No sound to be heard. There they sit hidden. Soon to quietly wipe the "distractions" from the map *
*at the intersection of Claire's room and Bar*
MB: Pico there you are if you could I need you to head through this portal at once it seems your head is bleeding. *he looks to Snow and tilts his head signaling him to come in and points to the 4 Clerics to get out of Claire's room and escourt Pico to the infirmiry. he then steps out into the bar and looks to Snow* give her some time. Remember, there are others just as important that need you right now. If you were instructed to do anything else I'd advise you do so now.*he then turns his attention to Rust. he walks* you know, your really good at taking words right out of People's mouths. I know she has feelings and I know that this is a step back in what you were trying to do with her and your probably right I don't get it…*his tone changes*but what I do get is that she trusts you and that's good enough for me. *he picks up Claire's money and gets within range and talks quietly to him* If you could, I'd like you both to try and finish your match later…*he hand him a number* text me when you find a good spot away from all this bloodshed. I'll take care of the rest.
*outside in Station Square*
*Demon bodies are falling all around going up and down and all around. Scattered limbs all around Shadowblade is having a blast. he lays a few blows then takes an onslaught from Damion who practacly bulldozes him and proceeds to beat his face in Each punch making shadowblade laugh louder *
SB:Oh Damion Isn't this fun!? you, me, and how obvious you are of a trap?!*he then stabs Damion's hand making him let go of the crystal* How intriguing…and here I thought that the he wasn't thinking about me.(Clever bastard bet he thought that would be the end there and try to use this boy as a kamakazi unit and use this to blow me up.) *he opens a portal underneath it sending outside Earth's pull away from the planet* As of right now that thing is on its way to…Mars? yeha that's about right. Anyway,*he the grabs Damion's Tail and drags him* come on we aren't done here…*he then sheathes his blade retracting it into himself and Pulls another one out It glows Purple and has a Divine Aura to it* Meet my lightbringer *stabs him through his back and part of his Right Wing listening to him scream in agony* See there's a reason why he sent you here. Its because he knew you'd make a good distraction. He knew you'd die and not even be a match for me despite the enhancements he likely gave you.*he then Leans Damion foward and pins it to the ground making sure Damion can't get out of it takes a few steps back letting, the sword do the rest* Even if you were to go back to him he'd likely kill ya.*he then watches as Damion gets up sword still in him and Claws at Shadowblade a few times* Dang boy you really got moxy. *he then takes his sword out taking a chunk of Damion's side noting how badly the monster is damaged and puts it away* any last words before you go kaputski?
Snow: Right, I'll see you around. *he dashes out of the Pool Hall and texts Shadowblade the current situation and that he can close the portal now; the incoming message cuts but a bit into Shadowblade's attention towards Damion* (Now all I have to do is find him… Shouldn't be too hard, just follow the destruction.) *thus, he begins to search for his boss*
- In Doc's lab… -
Val: Alright. I won't freak out anymore. I really have no idea what's gotten into me there… *she closes her eyes and cuts a grimace* Ugh… Everything hurts…
- In the woods outside of Zot, carefully hiding before the security staff… -
?????: *observes the security troops' patterns of movement and whispers to Remus* Let me do the talk. Your voice would draw a bit too much attention.
Remus: *shows his displeasure about that comment and plays hurt, but nods*
?????: Professor? We're there.
- In the computer room… -
Rheinheim: Wonderful, you two. Just give me zörty seconds, or less. *he chuckles* Ze so called »Securrity Sleepers« will have you notice once I opened you ze door. Be prrepared; we will not be able to communicate anymore after zis. End my dear, you will feel a short pain durring zis. I em sorrry, but it must be. *his voice speaks concern and genuine remorse*
?????: I already guessed so much from the update.
Rheinheim: I await your rretörn. *he then hits a few keys not suited for blind users on his wheelchair with often practiced routine*
- Orbiting around the Earth hundreds of kilometres above Zot and not too far away from the space roaming Bahamut, a small satellite picks up work. Several flaps on its front open, layer by layer, revealing a not at all impressive laser cannon. The solar panels on the satellite readjust to fully take in the Sun's energy. The cannon's tip glows in a static eruption for the splinter of a wink. Then, the flaps close again and the satellite continues its silent float through space. Down on Earth, nobody could even see any of this happening - but everybody notices the effect. All lamps in and around Zot suddenly shine with a multitude of their brightness and explode almost all at the same time as if shot by a gun. Computers burst in sparks, screens shatter, fridges as well as cookers crackle and cease work along with all other devices in the tower that depend on electricity, walkie talkies screech deafening until the speakers eventually obliterate themselves. The electrical overcharge leaves behind a myriad of broken devices and a formerly technologically highly developed tower thrown back into the Middle Age. -
Security member: *stomps on his walkie talkie so it would finally get quiet* D'argh, my darned ears! What was that?
Squad leader: I got no idea, but something fried our communication. I'd rather not, but I fear that was an EMP strike. Someone thinks they can screw around with us!
Remus: *tries his best to whisper silently; luckily, the confusion all around drowns out his stone grinding voice* This is our opening. Come on!
?????: *doesn't respond and goes to her knees collapsing like a corpse; before Remus can react or say something, she pushes herself up again and shakes her head under the black cape she's wearing* (Now I get what he meant with »This is gonna hurt«. So that's what the Instant Reboot Program was for.) Come, we must take our chance. *she crawls out of the bush, careful not to make any noise, and gets on her feet, though still crouched down; when she doesn't move, she can't be seen at all, and even if she does, one could only catch a glimpse of her if not looking directly at her*
Remus: *follows her, far better visible, but still not a lot, and even as silent as her; they arrive by the front door unseen and see the security code panel by its side broken and sparking; he tries to push the gate open, but it remains locked* Can you fix that lock?
?????: It's done for. But I can make you a new one. Give me just a minute… *she remains silent and her cape starts flapping slowly; thousands of microscopic objects float out from under the hood and the borders and invade the panel, gliding through the smallest gaps; shortly after, they can hear the door unlocking and ????? opens it just wide enough to squeeze through, clearing the lobby, which, in lack of any starlight, is even darker than the outside, before she gestures Remus to follow; they hear confused talk and here and there some particularly loud voices, but nothing in their direct surroundings* That was the easy part.
Remus: Yeah, and it's not really going to get any harder for you. You know where your target is. I don't!
?????: Might be, that is. Stop complaining, in the worst case, you have to search through four floors, that's few enough for you lazy bugger. Anyway, let's split up. *still in the middle of her sentence, she already heads for the staircase half running, half sneaking, and heads up while Remus searches for a way downstairs*
–Zot, 7th Floor, Clinic / just before the electric strike—
Lucy: *snatches the contacts and hastily puts them on.* (how in heaven’s blasted name am I supposed to escape my heritage with eyes like that.) *he then strips off the hospital gown.* “intensive healing? Nah, only dead souls can get injured.” *he says as though it is only common knowledge. He then begins to think out loud.* “huh, I suppose you could heal them but I don’t know why you’d bother; they bounce right back on their own. Medical is kind of a pointless place on earth; you know, without the dead souls.” *He says in reflection. Then, added hastily after.* “eh, no offense intended. Man, I am not with it today.” *he seems completely indifferent to his unclothed status and too curious to bother with them at the moment. It’s as though he has no shame, but considering how well he is endowed maybe there isn’t much shame in letting it all hang out.*
–Zot, 13th floor, Office / just before the electric strike —
Rhiannon: *flips through the list.* “yeah, I have no experience to draw on for any of these. To be honest, I think you’re probably wasting your time with me. As for knocking their souls from their bodies; get real. Banshee are harbingers of death for selected families, not reapers like Keres. Hell, I don’t even know if those constructs have souls. Is there seriously no one else to talk to about tactics against a mostly unknown foe? I’m really out of my depth here.”
–Station Square—
Rust: “what makes you so sure that I’m walking away from the bloodshed?” *he says in a dangerous the-devil-may-care way.* “forget the pool game for now, it was never really about that anyway. Think about this instead; your main defenses at Zot, should everything go wrong like it’s had a tendency to of late, are demons, archfiends, monsters and the undead. Too many of them about can make Claire do whatever all you’re afraid of. So tell me, Morphblade, when the tower itself gets hit will you find yourself fighting your unknown foes, or Claire?”
–Zot, 7th Floor, Clinic / after the electric strike—
Lucy: “aw, God spite me!” *he curses as all the electronics fail at once and the room is plunged into darkness after a flash of light.* “this is just like Georgia all over again!” *he says in frustration.* “somebody tell me, is this a weekly thing or are we in a situation? Another situation that is.”
–Zot, 13th floor, Office / after the electric strike —
Rhiannon: (the dragon’s ire, more fierce than fire, laid low their towers and houses frail.) *she thinks to herself somewhat surreally as the electronics of the tower all simultaneously fail.* “then again, a dark, dead tower is exactly the kind of thing I can handle.” *she zips across the room and grabs something she found stashed in one of the drawers earlier. She hands one of two items to Rob and says simply* “Lesser sending stone, pretend it’s a two way radio. I’m going to go tell Shadowblade what’s happened here; Lucy should still have still have a stone that sends to him. Keep in touch if anything happens while I’m gone.” *with that, she dives unseen through the floor toward the medical ward.* (how quickly sanctuaries turn to crypts when the lights are out. Damn, I really hope there is some kind of backup system.)
*before the clinics lights went out Greg was stitching up Picos head*
greg:so you dont remember anything? even how you first found zot?
Pico:yeah…it makes me confused just trying to remember my past
Greg:damnit not now! someone give me light!*a cleric gave him a torch*ok now where was i oh yes your stitches are done…but im afraid i dont know if your memory problem is permanant or temperary
Pico:*scratches the back of his head as he gets up*thanks anyway
Greg:woah where do you think you are going?
Pico:id rather go for a walk then be blind as a bat in here
*as Pico walked out of the clinic he bumps into Mia*
Mia:Pico you're alright!*she then hugs him which causes him to blush*
Pico:(i dont know why but i feel safe all the sudden)uh…who are you?
*back with Shadowblade*
Damion:go…f$£€ yourself!*Damion puts his claws on SB,s body and unleashed unusual energy that caused a shockwave that hit earth causeing anyone with high enough energy to be drained to a certain extend*
*back with Pico*
Mia:P..Pico what are you talking about?*the shockwave hit Pico causeing his already weak body to faint*Pico!
Snow: *hauls back up to his feet recovering from the shockwave* (Ugh, why do I have the feeling that this wasn't your random ordinary earthquake?) *he proceeds his way until eventually finding Damion and Shadowblade* I am here. Victory is assured. *he looks over Damion and his horrible state of health* Ehh, I see you could handle him. Looks like I get to steal your kill! *he flicks his fingers and creates an ice spear shooting at Damion, however, it's unusually small, drips as if already melting and then breaks in half before dropping to the ground halfway through like a too short aimed cannonball* … Ex- …cuse me? *he tries to summon his hammer; nothing happens* (Okay, that's new.) On the other hand, I better leave him to you, Shadowblade.
- In Doc's lab, the tower shakes a tiny bit, not even enough to feel it; only the lamps shake a bit and the surfaces of liquids, water in glasses as well as any other water like liquids in tubes or aquariums, get disturbed. -
Val: Ugh… Doc, this pain is unbearable… Can you maybe… give me something? *she starts passing out; Doc can feel her heartbeat weakening dangerously*
- Zot's basement… -
Remus: *hides in a corner until he can hear one of the black mages walking by; in half a second and not giving it the chance to shout or say an incantation, he pulls his victim into the corner and injects him with a needle sticking out of his wrist* You think you know what's terrifying? You think you know what the evil looks like? Look in the mirror, then at me. You know what good looks like? Look at me, then in the mirror. There is no good and evil, and there is no force that will save you from me. *holding the mage with one hand that fully wraps around his body a good four feet above the ground, he takes the other off his face and pulls at his cloak, revealing what's underneath; the mortified mage's face lights up green as he looks at him; the adrenaline along with a special mixture from Rheinheim that amplifies fear by a thousand times, do their rest; quietly, urine runs down his legs and quickly forms a growing puddle below his feet* There is no reality besides my presence, so you better give me what I want. *he lets a chain run down his free hand and pulls it around the mage's neck; although here and there, small green fires light up, the chain feels cold like ice* Where… *he pulls a bit at the chain, tightening it around his neck a bit* … are… *the heavy breathing mage starts struggling with his breath* … the magic scrolls… of this tower? Dare lie to me, and learn what pain means. *he brings the black mage close to his eyes; the chemicals make them look like devouring darkness emerges his pupils, starting to creep towards him, denying his brain to catch only one rational thought*
- On the way upstairs to the second floor… -
?????: *staggers and falls as if dead as the shockwave from Station Square hits the tower; a second later, she gets up again* (Gah… What the Hell is it with this good for nothing update? |Notification#1107: Skills and Abilities Category 1 to 1357 uninstalled. What do you wish to do?| The devil…? Reinstall in an instant. |Reinstalling. Progress: Forty seven percent complete. Eighty nine percent complete. Reinstall successful. History retrieved. History access established.| How in the world did this happen? … I need to perform a full scan as soon as I can.) *putting her attention back to the task at hand, she makes sure nobody noticed her presence in this just moment, and proceeds to ascend the stairs*
*around the world in each area the hybrids lie, they feel something wrong with themselves they feel ill fom something but can't detect what eventually their breathing is no longer their own and after some time they explode.*
Jack:*pulls down the binoculars* looks like it worked… they couldn't hear it coming and amout of dB emitting from the machines, was more than enough to do them in.
Alec: then let's get back to base then. *he picks up his comm* Zot tower mission accomplished we're heading back, Over.*they try and radio in but no responce is heard…presuming that the wost case senario has begun, they reach for the stones and contact Brian* Brian, what's going on over there, over?
*At Zot the lights go out and several machines fall Victem one of them being Jasmine. She lets out an inhumaine scream and cries out in agony. In time she will recover however for now she remains useless with Nene not knowing what to do another being the sentries. However the suffers the most is Frank. being half human and already damaged in eariler combat he feels himself slipping in andout of Death's grasp. He screams in agony as it fries him…his life now hangs by a simple thread of Will. However despite this setback the Members and Staff still stand and remain rational The command center despite loosing command has already fried all the computers switches over to another Interface Several Magic balls float around the room each one for sevral communications for outside the tower and inside the tower. The guards noting that their electronics aren't working reach into each of their back pockets and pull out a Stones that allow communcation. Clerics Illumante the place with their abilities for the time being. At once Ninjas specializing in repairs are called and start to restore the tower starting with the 13th Floor within minutes they get everything back online Several head tothe 12th floor to work on the computers that were damaged others head to the main generator to work on it. They know it'll take the longest to fix however its better than nothing Elsewhere in the Tower the backup generators in the Tower start and slowly the power is restored to the Tower. As it boots up it activates its original defense system summoning Ice Lizards, Hellhounds Frost Beasts, Gremlins, Centuar Knights, Fell Turtles and Slimes of all sorts to random areas of the tower from hallways to staircases to deal with the intruders Red Lights shoud the halls and rooms…all but Doc's room which recieves a small flicker and nothing more. he just shrugs and continues to work on his patient*
Brian:*pulls up a stone* we're being invaded. I can't say how many but some of our mages
are checking it out.
Alec: we'll be there at once.
Brian: No, stick to the plan. go find "it"
Alec: …understood. *he then passes on the info to the rest and the scientists move out to do their next objective*
*In Space*
Bahamut:*Sweatdrop* (ohh I am in trouble…)*one Megaflare later… the new sattlite with the EMP is destroyed*(I'm really hoping that Shadowblade doesn't terminate our agreement for that slipup. Eh he's probably fine. I mena really that guy can't be beaten so easily and I doubt he'll let anyone try to beat them without one hell of a fight.)
*Zot, Clinic after the strike*
Natalie:you really don't know…do you? This world while has undead in it that bend the laws of nature is comprsied of living beings once wounded beyond a point they cease functioning and die their souls then go to heavean or hell.*she then lights up the room with her magic and sees * Anyway, if you could please put something on your likely needed by others to get rid of these intruders and they don't want to be distracted by "the skin" your showing…
*At the Bar*
MB:*as soon as he was about to say something he's givin information through the stone and hears Claire swear the nothing works and that her door is locked*yeha you have a point… *with little haste he runs into Claire's room and throws Claire into Rust's arms hearing her curse his name in for the rough toss. He goes through her stuff gathering some basic items for survival and Finds "The Pill" and puts it in a small box that Shadowblade originaly delivered it to her in. he then walks back out to Rust handing the essentials to Claire for her to put away along with her money* Change of plans. Rheinhiem's bastard children are in the tower. I'd advise you get out of here now. *he then feels something unsusal coming. within seconds he figures out what it is, with great haste he puts up a modified version of his anti-magic barrier avoiding the oncomming shockwave and depletion of his strengths and skills. his being and those who were within Range of his barrier are uneffected. however. it is not without a heavy cost. Because of Eariler events with Claire he had no time to restore his body with his "usual soak" and colaspes onto his knees silencing Claire with this sudden action. depite keeping his physical peak, his body is now in no condition what so ever to fight and strains itself to move, knowing his life force is fading and likely has perhaps a few hours at most to try and restore himself*hah…hah… well, what are you guys waiting for?
*Moments before the shockwave hits Zot in the basement*
Lich:*walking with Steven* …do you feel that?
Steven: I do…Damon Energy drain. C-class.
Lich: can you counter it?
Steven: *shakes his head* If it began Farther away, perhaps. However I can save of few from its effect at the very least.
Lich: How many?
Steven: *he thinks for a minute of those he respected and narrowed it down while at the Tower*myself included, 10 at most. What about you and the other 7?
Lich:*a wicked bony grin goes across his face* Those bound and chosen to serve Chaos are immue to such hellish tactics. The only thing that will be weak is the monsters that me and sacrmiglione call forth, we will be limited but, the rest of our powers should work fine. Now hurry and Pick those you think are worth saving…
Steven:*begins conjuring at once and chooses to cover several people the first being himself, followed by Sarah, Cole, Zack, Dan the Bassist, Cecil, Rob and Rupert. Before he could get to any others he wished to save the waved passed over and he cursed under his breath.
*The wave hit Zot like a plauge knocking over any scorrcer, Wizard, White mage and Cleric to the ground. Weakened and in agony. Ironicly the students were the safe ones as they haven't learned much and had any time to devlope their new found skills. None were safe. well except for those chosen and a pair of 4 on the 8th floor in two seperate*
Lich: you did all you could…*he feels something* excuse me for a moment. I have to deal with something…
*7th floor, Clinic*
Nataile:*Screams in pain and falls into Lucy's arms*…Ru-ruper…t.*passes out and in outside several other thuds are heard and Doctors are shocked to see their magic collgues just drop so suddenly*
Greg:What the hell just happened?!
*With Pico and Mia*
Mia: *already confused and scared she starts to get upset*no…NO!!!*She begins to cry* please I don't want to lose you…Already once before I had come close, and now I ask you that you come back from this…*she can't muster her voice to go on any further and let's her mind speak(don't go…please, We love you and don't think we could ever move on. )
*in Doc's room*
Doc:*notices her condition as he fixes the child*(not good if this keeps going we could lose her…)*he then gets an idea with haste he turns to his table and streches and makes a concotion to streghten her* he then injects himself with it and feeds it to Val's system. Within minutes her innards start easing up and cool down, her heartbeat stable tempreture normal and any internal swelling is gone.* (that should do for now and allow me to finish my work on the boy before I get to her.)
*In the Basement*
Lich: that's enough!*in a quick flash Remus is cut multiple times to let go of the mage drop to the ground.*he then casts something and makes the Mage vanish elsewhere on the upper levels and knocked out* Torturing mages? You call yourself fear yet in your eyes I see it gleem bright. *he raises his hands and summons at least a Dozen undead soldiers that died down here when torvek attacked armed and ready*(tch, only 12? it'll have to do I guess)*he then casts Haste on himself to speed things up* you want terror then you came to the right floor. Welcome to the Cavern of Fiends!
*outside in Station Square*
SB:*from the blow he trembles and falls to his knees his head tilted down and closes his eyes when he opens them they darken he then stands and everything about his being changes* you…you really shouldn't have DONE THAT!!!!*despite being weakened he takes Damion's head clean off and watches his body stumble back then fall.* …weak… very weak…need energy…*he then opens up a small hole and reaches inside of his being. After playing around his generator, a blue fire starts to surround him. His attire changes from black to while and has what appears to be black thorns racing up them. the change leaves Snow confused more than before*(…I'm low on energy I need to return and recharge…however it is my duty to at least give everyone some hope. Even if it means useing this damned state again and…it has to be done.)*after making his decision he speaks* Snow, I'm heading back to Zot. If I may suggest, you may want to do so too…here*he then opens up a portal which i glowing unnaturaly* take this to the 8th floor and go see Doc. I'm going to go and take care of one or 2 things before heading back. once everything settles come find me at once. Are we clear?
–Zot, 7th Floor, Clinic—
Lucy: *shrugs and begins to dress himself when the power drain happens. He flinches in his chair as if an electric shock had gone through him, but has no time to ask any questions before Natalie falls against him.* “Igot’chy.” *he says hastily as he drops his shirt and catches Natalie before gravity can take her to the floor. Slowly, the light she had made with magic moments before burns itself out to nothingness. As gently as possible, Lucy shifts himself off the clinic bed and lays Natalie down in it.* (I know my theology; souls kept coming in from…Earth… hmm. How could that be if the living can’t be injured? Maybe, they can? Than why wasn’t I…agh, it’s not the time for this) *with some clumsy effort and time he puts on the clothes Natalie provided him with, the shirt and one of the socks winding up inside-out in his unpracticed hands. After that he puts on his coat with ease, its shape like a second skin to him.*
–Zot, 8th floor, corridor—
Rhiannon: *is heading down to the clinic when the power drain hits her. Her voice screams out in an unearthly cry of pain that breaks glass and cracks stone just before it overwhelms her and she fades out, seemingly ceasing to exist. He sending stone drops, cracked to the ground and there is eerie silence in the corridor.*
–Station Square—
Rust: *topples and rolls when Claire is literally thrown at him.* “You don’t do anything in half-measures do you?” *he asks MB rhetorically as he drops off Claire’s things in a way far more proper than the way he just treated their owner. When the power drain hits and MB takes the brunt of it with his field, Rust looks at him pityingly.* “nothing.” *He says in response to MB’s last ragged question before walking off into the wounded city. He walks slowly so as to be sure that Claire is following.* (how many are dead, or waiting to die?) he wonders to himself as he looks at the damage the city has sustained. In this moment, he almost wishes to come across one of those responsible for the attack. His fists clench and his white gloves threaten to burst before he gets a grip on this surge of wrath and lets it evaporate into calm lucidity. His fists unclench and he keeps walking.*
Snow: Clear as crystal. Did you remember to close the portal in the Pool Hall?
- Zot's basement… -
Remus: (Cavern of Fiends? I can work with that info!) *looks at the slits in his cloak and rips it off; the magical light unveils his body - muscular legs covered in black leather pants and steel capped boots, and a pale upper body covered in surgical scars and an inch thick armour of bordering steel plates; upon closer look the Lich can see that they are actually screwed into the flesh and secured with steel wires; his chains are hanging down from a point somewhere behind his armpits, but it can't be seen where from as long as Remus doesn't turn around* Thank you for the warm welcoming, but I fear I don't have the time to play with you right now. Another time, promise. Bye! *he bluntly grins at the Lich, what of course nobody can see because of the mask, and disappears in a flash, only to reappear in almost the same moment down the hallway running the stairs back up before phasing out again; while passing the lobby and the staircase to the second floor in two seconds, he ponders* (Three floors left in consideration… The clerics' operating area and mages' training field are just along the way, but I always had my doubts if they would actually store them there. I should really better head up to the library now.)
- Zot, second floor… -
?????: *hiding behind a corner, she peeks around it; despite the new magical light sources shining bright in the hallways, the darkness still resides under her hood - just the tip of her long black and white furred snout points out, finally exposing her Mobian nature, after even her height has failed to point out whether or not she's a Mobian or just a short human; silently, she takes in what she sees in front of her* (Smart move. They were expecting us to take this step. There's a whole army standing in front of that door… Damn, there's no avoiding them. Well, to Hell with it. |Annihilation Mode initiated.|) *out of her left arm, just underneath the wrist, a bazooka shoots out ready to use* (Hereby, I officially declare subtlety dead.) *she steps out of the corner and blindly shoots into the bulk of guards standing in front of the door; the rocket blows up right in the face of one soldier and explodes, tearing everyone into bloody pieces and bone dust; the explosion tears a minivan sized hole in the wall where the door was just a second ago* (Well hello… What is this?)
- Station Square, Jules' Pool Hall… -
Claire: What the heck d'ya think yer- *her new rant towards Morphblade is cut off as out of nowhere, near half a ton of debris is blown through the portal that leads to what once was her room; as everybody looks through it to make out the source, they see rock dust and bent steel plates glowing in heat as well as broken furniture and the borders of the hole in the wall dripping of blood from the limbs of the men lying all around; further down the hall, there's a cloaked figure standing and pointing something at them that looks like an anti tank rifle; the figure lets it sink and seemingly retract into Hammerspace and abruptly starts sprinting towards the portal*
Pico:(we love you? what is she talking about?)*suddenly a few memories of Mia flashed before him but their was no memory of them being married*both eyes open up*ow my head…Mia? is that you?
Mia:oh Pico*she hugs her confused husband which only made him notice somthing*wait why am i short? wheres my robotic arm? why are we mobians?!
Mia:oh Pico…*hugs him a little tighter*its ok i,ll explain what i can but first lets head to your apartment im glad to have my husband back.
Pico:we got married?!…
Mia:uh oops probably shouldnt of said that you might need rest lets go.
Mia:*as she starts moving with Pico she hears the Scream of Rhiannon she holds her ears in pain after it ceases and she and Pico get back their hearing she looks to him* someone's in troube. we better go and help.
*Up In the office*
Rob: Rhiannon can you hear me…Rhiannon?!*his voice has much concern*…dangit*he then thinks to himself what could have taken her out?…*(could that energy flux have done this? if so who or what does it all affect and hpw badly?)rrr…dangit *he makes the decision to Suit up and brace for what may or may not come*
*7th floor Clinic*
Greg:*sees Lucy walk out* woah hey man that was quick…listen I don't know why but we're getting short on hand here. All of these Clerics…They just dropped as if…I don't know something was taken from them. Look we're in bad shape already and if this happened to all of them*he shakes his head* aww man…Look I don't know what you plan on doing but we need some more help. Can you head 2 floors up and gather some herbs from the gardens that should help bring them too?
*Zot Basement*
Lich: (so your looking for the scrolls,eh? well then…)*he then pulls out a stone*Zack, intruder coming your way. don't worry we'll take care of the rest and block any alternative routes.
Zack:understood.
*Zot stairs*
*already several enemies lie slain from Remus's acent a loud howl is heard from the stairs above and within moments plows Remus down through what he climbed putting him back near the Lobby. It then bites into his shoulder and spits the piece out*
Zack: Ugh, you taste terrible you know that?*he then backs out into the lobby for more room and gets into a stance* Anyways, this is as far as you go, creature.
*Jules's pool hall*
MB:*as he hears the explosion he gets up watching them walk away and turns to see the monster enter Claire's room recede the rifle and start sprinting*(you…you are lucky you all are even my oppnent who I face. For the longest while to myself I did not know what death was.)*For the next few minutes time slowed for him as he took everything in. He then reahces behind himself and grabs a special grenade as concidered last resort*(Then Torvek attacked us. For the first time, I saw it and was afraid. Afraid I might not live…so many questions then rattled through my mind…what would happen to me? Where would I end up? Would I see any of my friends again? I then decided to ask Shadowblade about this and he said to me these are normal things for a human to be concerned with and that I am more sucessful than ever.)*he then tosses the it at her and watches it hit. as it Explodes a gel like substance is spread much of it covering her cloak like glue. The smell of petrolium fills both of their lungs.*(Despite being alive for little over a year I feel that there is still so much more I could have done…and perhaps I will get my second chance after I deal with you. If not…then I am proud.*visions of various faces of Zot members, and guests fill his mind* Proud to know so many people and be apart of their world and to have come so far and fit in so well.)*he then raises his hands and musters everything for one last shot. he inhales greatly and exhales casting Fire on his opponent immideatly knocking her back and ignighting the gel. Not able to stand any longer he falls once again this time onto his back. His last attack dwindeled his remaining hours to but a measly 20 minutes. Immideatley he starts coughing up a bulish-green liquid and tilts his head to the side hes eyes start to lose color from a bright gold to a light grey he hears the screams of his Victem and alarm go off. The sprinkler systems go off in Claire's room and starts to put everything out, however it matters not as all the mix sounds started to fade into nothing. There he laid expecting the worst and preparing to fall out of existance*
*In Station Square*
SB:*he thinks about it fr but a moment and realizes he didn't*…oh…woops…heh heh…*he opens another irregular portal* if you'll excuse me I need to go and correct that.*he steps though it and ends up at the enterance to the bar. Upon walking in, Shadowblade is stunned to see his bodyguard lying there on the floor motionless. As he approaches he sees his morph try to move his lips and form a sentence, however seemed he couldn't even do that.
Shadowblade then opend a portal below him a glow covered he and his Morph's body and slowly decend. On the 12th floor of Zot, Morphlade is lain in a pool of water. he just lies there with a smile on his face as he floats in the liquid. he enjoys the the faint feeling for what time he can muster to stay awake. Then something else is added, a bluish-green substance, that he has many times has used before. as he feels the mixture poured into the water, his body sinks to the bottom and he closes his eyes, not to awaken again at least for a week. Unknowingly to Morphblade it would not be for a long while till he saw his creator's face again.
With his task finshed. Shadowblade re-accended through the top of his bodyguard's room and ends up back in Jules' pool hall. he then looks hrough his portal he created for Claire to leave through. There infront of him was the intruder. he remained quiet, went through and closed the portal, hiding in the darkness letting her be and waiting for her to be finished with whatever she was doing.*
–Zot, 7th Floor, Clinic—
Lucy: *looks at Greg blankly.* “Herbs? Aren’t those…” *he snaps his fingers a couple of times trying to remember from yesterday’s tour.* “…plants. They’re on the ninth.” *he says with gathering confidence in his information as the memory comes back to him. He looks at the fallen and moaning clerics with confusion and some concern as he tries to piece something together.* “ah, these….herbs; they’re for medical, right? To help heal injured living souls- I mean bodies- I mean; you know. I hope you know because I don’t know a fricking thing about medical or herbs.” *Lucy notices he’s babbling and cuts himself off with a sigh.* “get one or several of the assistant’s to help you.” *He says gesturing to those still standing.* “they’ll be a thousand times more useful than me.” *Lucy lets his arms flop to their sides and feels an odd lump when he does so. Without hesitation he pulls the sending stone from his pocket and talks into it.* “Boss, I’m not sure exactly what is going on right now but I’m willing to help. Where do you need me?”
–Station Square—
Rust: *sticks near Claire but does what he can to keep an eye on the situation, moving as necessary. He says nothing and simply drinks in the scene around him, his right hand hanging unnaturally to one side as he is ready and waiting to grab something that isn’t there*
Snow: *steps through the portal SB made for him into the eighth floor and heads for Doc's lab; after knocking shortly, he enters* Talk to me, Doc.
- Zot, lobby... -
Remus: *looks at Zack unimpressed* As far as I go? What a shame. *he grabs one of his chains both hands and swings it against the ground; the end emits a green explosion around him knocking Zack and his lapdogs back* Looks like I have to bounce then! *that said, he crouches down just like he did in Snow's house and jumps against the this time significantly higher ceiling* (Here's to hoping I don't end up stuck in a wall. I do not want that again!) *short before hitting it, he phases out, and although he can't see it, Zack knows Remus is now back on the second floor and probably reaching floors three, four, five and six the same way before he could even come to the end of the stairs*
- Zot, second floor, moments before Morphblade's fire spell… -
?????: *smells the petroleum* (Ohh, you think you're so clever. But you're not.) *her nanobots invade the flammable glue - due to being so tiny, they don't get stuck - and form a layer between her skin and the gel to peel it off; before she can take any more preventive steps, she notices the oncoming fireball; just before it hits her, the nanobots retreat and she crosses her arms before her face; despite being knocked strongly against the wall and the loss of one or two whiskers in the fire, her face survives the attack by sheer luck although the heat elicits a wild growl out of her; mumbling curses to herself, she hastily strips off her cloak that's bright ablaze and throws it to one side just before Shadowblade closes the portal* (Guess who has just volunteered to join my blacklist. |Blacklist updated.|) *her attire under the cloak is just as black - closed black, hip length leather coat, black leggings, black, knee length, reasonably high heeled and sharp tipped boots; her lupine face is pretty, but nondescript and doesn't really leave a lasting impression with the white muzzle with edgy furred ends and a peak of white fur going up between her eyes, cutting into her otherwise metallic black fur, save for the inner borders of her long ears and the tufts on top of them; her sparkling, ice blue eyes with a hint of orange around the pupils, are bordered by dark burgundy fur on the lower side which progresses to a brighter shade toward the middle, and heavy eyebrows on the upper side; also of a slight burgundy colouring are just the tips of her ear tufts and her three strands of hair by the left side of her face, which are offsetting thick, almost quill-like* Will you finally attack me, or are you going to sit there and twiddle thumbs all night? *she says, looking exactly at where Shadowblade is hiding; for no apparent reason, she slightly stretches out her arms to the side, waiting for him to take the initiative* Because if you are, you can be a good world butcher and open that portal back up.
- Station Square, Jules' Pool Hall… -
Claire: *Just as the portal closes, she catches a hint of the unknown intruder throwing away the burning coat* (… What the… Do I know her from somewhere?) *as she wanted to look in again and reassure of what she saw, the portal was already gone* (Argh, fuck all kinds of pig! … I bet it was just my imagination… With all that shit going down around here, who knows what's real and what's not?)
Rob:*hears the stone* Lucy?*reaches of his back pocket* Lucy your alive great, look Shadowbade is busy taking care of business at Snow's as of right now I'm filling in for him and in charge. I don't have muchtime to explain right now our tech ninjas are taking care of business and repairing stuff. and as I went down I saw mages lying around in agony well most of them anyway its odd but the students seemed fine and dandy…the only problem is they aren't fully experienced for this kind of thing. We need our heavy hitters at once as for me I'm going back upstairs as fast as I can to see what else is operational. Do what you can to get them back up on their feet. If you run into anything strange or odd, don't hesitate to call for help.*he then turns to Pico and Mia* you two…as much as I know you can fight you don't seem in the best of conditions. its best you get somewhere safe as of now. as much as it pains me to see this loss we need to move on and worry after ot deals with the intruders. Understood?
*Zot, lobby*
Zack:shit…(this would be easier with Frank and his damn roboninja skills to back me up and intercept him. it also doesn't help I destroyed one of the Staircases and the elevators are out)*he then picks up the stone and runs to another staircase and accends it* guys he's still comming. he has some sort of highspeed flash ability that maks him I don't know semi-teleport or something. I'm heading up right now. If anyone can get up there faster then do so now.
Steven: I'll be up in a bit. *he then takes some time and grabs a few things*
*Doc's lab*
Doc:* keeps focued on what he's doing as he speaks*well let's start off with the good stuff… I've been able to work on your child for the last hour or so and everything seems to be going along well. That's it. Now for the bad, we're being attacked, the power is out in the tower you and your wife may be infected with something, I have yet to determine what it is, and even though I have a faint idea on what it is, there's still the matter of producing it, the walls glowed for awhile as if some sort of energy wave was trying to pass and utterly failed, but probably killed the rest of our staff, and to top it off the guards stationed here while capable of defending us are probably no match it the creature decides to come up here and atack us. Leaving you, me, a 28 year old fox, who served in the marines in a wheelchair, armed with several guns with a varity of custom rounds, for each one, and her serum enhanced 21 year old daughter who has probably has until 1 Am before it wears off to defend your pregnant wife. Aside from that, everything's going peachy. *he notices them both looking around wondering why everything still functions despite what he told them. he then sighs* This room runs on a diffrent power system than the rest of the Tower and as insurance shielded by a Faraday cage extending from my lab to my room. As for the second question that's on your mind…All you need to know is since I last saw you guys I've been to hell and back several times and have purchased a few things to prevent any huge disturbances in my work. Anyway, how was your day?
*Claire's room*
SB: So your the one that replaces Remus's late brother…*he walks out of the shadows with a smile on his face* have to say, I'm interested now. Your brand new to me, you attack my tower,* looks over at the mess of meat, bone, and rubble.* destroy my properity and employees and to top it off Pissed of the man in charge. I have to say I feel bad for you right now. Your a walking tank who's purpose is to die, if not by my hands then by the professor's once he finds something better and more interesting. Anyways…*without giving her a moment to react he throws anunusual colored dagger into her ankle joint, noting that it didn't meet his desired goal and likley only doing minor damage,(tch must have some sort of padding to prevent major wounds… still judging by her expresion I can tell I did something and that's all that I need to know.) *he then runs up and proceeds to lay a barrage of blows to her, slams the Lupine into a wall outside Claire's room and tosses her down the dead end hall watching her bounce like a pinball watching her slam face first into the ground.*Heads up!(Alright little lady I know your made of tougher stuff so, let's see what you can do…) *he thens proceeds to shout down the hall*So do you have a name, or would you rather me make something up for you?*he then takes a simple stance and proceeds to advance*
Pico:you're jokeing…i cant just sit by and do nothing while all hell broke loose!*Picos head felt a stinging sensation as he gets a few more memories such as activateing Jasmine by acident and seeing her nanobots for the first time*ugh..fine we,ll go…only because i need to check somthing…*he grabs Mias hand and starts running*come on!
Mia:woah! whats wrong Pico?
Pico:…
Mia:Pico?
Pico:im..im slowly regaining my memory…i think. i now remember this robotic mobian but i dont know her name yet though…
Snow: Meh, nothing much. Only the guy who chose me for his nemesis returning and having one of his ugly-ass bastards blow our house up. Then going to Station Square to find it moderately in ruins. Being for some reason unable to use the Hammerspace and can hardly perform any Cryokinesis anymore. *shrugs* You know, the works. I'll say I'm easily most concerned about the house right now. Building it kinda drained our pocket.
Doc: Doesn't Shadowblade usually take the cost upon himself?
Snow: Usually. I really don't like standing in debt with my employer, may it only be symbolic and to be paid with a favour or two. I like to decide myself whether or not to give these out, in case the request is of a questionable nature.
- Zot, twelfth floor… -
Remus: *appears right in the middle of the library* (And the main prize goes to…) *aware that the library might get stormed by his pursuers, he enters the maze of dusty old books and tomes and sneaks through the narrow passages to search for scrolls of a magical nature, all the while giving his best try to create a mental map of the library's layout so he would know where exactly to phase to*
- Zot, second floor… -
?????: *still lying face down, she starts to laugh; it is not a crazy or maniacal laugh, not taunting or challenging either, but cold and devoid of any emotion* (My name? What importance lies in that? Names are but ashes and dust, the last remnants to spite after the person's long rotten. Indeed I'm better off without my name.) You are under the wrong assumption. Replacement for Remus' brother? *she laughs again while slowly standing up, however her eyes remain devoid of any emotion* There is no place to take, you fool. I can't take Romulus' place because he never left. *once more she laughs, this time in a taunting manner, as if only just now she remembered how to make her voice sound like* So, if you want to name me something so dearly, (|Browsing Web, keywords: Female name, Romulus, Remus, Relatives, Rome, Foundation, Roman Mythology, Wolf, Trinity, Priest, Roman Gods.|) I suppose you can call me Ilia.
SB: Oh yeah?
»Ilia«: If it makes you happy. *she looks at the dagger in her ankle that sends waves of pain through her body* (Check engine supply under approximate Discharge Level 10 for the next hour. And please tell me not fueling up before I left was not a bad idea. |Scanning. Processing. Engine duration approx. eleven hours, twenty one minutes, forty six seconds.| Fair enough. Block pain receptors in Section 25A. |Blocking… 7 % complete…|) So, Shadowblade. How about a dance? It's not my order, but why not have some fun? Here you have the chance to bring to an end what you have begun. *she lets two rapiers shoot out of her arms below the wrists and gets into a formidable fencing stance* How about a small wager? If I win, you will clear the way and open that portal back up and furthermore tell me where the tower stores its magic scrolls. If you win… *shrug* … you win. You outmatch me by (|Calculating probability.|) two- to three hundred times anyway. You literally have nothing to lose.
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