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| Cypriss | Sep 10 2012, 07:36 AM Post #1 |
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prologue "We're really going to do this...?" Agent Heavymetal said as he put his gun in his holster. He turned towards the others in his squad. "No one thinks this is crazy...?" He said as he sighed heavily. Agent Gheist turned to face him, taking off his mask. "Shiko.. how long have we known each other...?" "For ten years, Cyp. Ten risky, bloody years." He said with a grin. "But The Professor.. He's not like the guys we've faced until now..." "The professor is human. And like any human can be killed." Cypriss said as he put on his mask ans turned to his team. "We infiltrate his agency and strike fast... By the end of the day the Professor will be dead.." "Is it true.. you knew him..?" "...Yeah.." Cypriss said with a sad look. "Back then he was just a kid.. A happy kid without a single care in the world.." "What intel can you give on him?" Agent Dreamweaver asked as he checked over his sidearm one more time. "Zander.. no.. Dreamweaver. We're on a mission." Cypriss said with a confident smile. "Good question, soldier!" He said as he walked towards the board. "A powerful psychic. He entered the criminal world while attending Hyakuji. Joined a criminal group known as the Wo Shing. He gained the attention of it's leadership. Eventually he took it over, restructured it and was welcomed into the global crime syndicate, Ash.. He was then given the honorary title of Professor for his work in finally taking down the Irregulars Network and the Bakers... We know little about his current appearance or persona. All I can say is he used to be very kind and his name.." "He went by the name.. Jameson B. Willicott..." ANOTHER HYAKUJI ~~~ Jameson B. Willicott "Professor..." Came a crackling voice from the comms. "We're making out final approach now... The mission will start shortly. I need to return before they suspect me." "That's fine.." He said in a low voice. His fingers interlaced in front of him as he stared out the window of his compound. "Oi, Willicott.." came a loud voice. Jameson rose to his feet turning to face the boisterous figure before him. A decaying rotting man whose flesh had long ago turned green. "Yes, Gordon..?" Jameson said with a sneer. Jameson was a relatively tall figure. Six feet and an inch. His right eye was jet black with a single red circle in the center that moved naturally as a normal eye might. His hair was slicked back and jet black. He wore a long coat down to his ankles. His right hand and left leg were similarly replaced. Artificial limbs circumvented many issues he might face. He'd had a long bloody road to where he was. He wouldn't have made it there limping the whole way. "You've got all our men aside.. You're giving them a straight shot right to you... You sure about this...?" Jameson grinned. "Ah... How cute. You're worried about papa?" Jameson walked to his coat rack and took off his jacket. "Trust me, I'm in no danger..." He said cheerfully. "Today one of my adorable children comes home.. It's a celebration!" He said jovially. ~~~ Oliver, Zander, Dreamweaver, Oliver The helicopter landed outside the mountain range at 6 A.M. The Johnson six disembarked the helicopter. Agent Heaveymetal, Agent Dreamweaver, Agent Gheist, Agent Larp, Agent Katana, Agent Jaws, and finally Agent Harry Johnson himself. Johnson turned to his men. "From here we'll divide and conquer. Gheist, Dreamweaver you'll approach the top of the building from the mountain and gain entry. Larp and Katana will set up a sniping position nearby. Jaws, Heavymetal and I will defend our current position." Once we have entry we'll move in via the roof and enter the building... Roger?" "ROGER." Came the unified response. ~~~ The team left to their jobs. Johnson turned to the helicopter, stepping inside it to gather supplies. However as soon as he did so the helicopter exploded violently into a massive pillar of flames. "Johnson... JOHNSON?!" Jaws roared rushing towards his commander. ~~~ "What the hell was that?" Cypriss spat as he turned towards the helicopter. However as soon as he turned he felt a sharp pain. A blade entered his side, piercing his armor and going directly into him. Cypriss turned looking to Zander... Zander's cold gaze was dead as he drew his blade out of Cypriss. He blood dripped from it as it fell to the snow painting it in ruby. Tears formed in the corner of his eyes. Cypriss held his side. His gaze when from shock to grief. He stumbled forward, placing his bloody palm on Zander's face before slipping it down. He pulled Zander into a tight hug before falling onto him, completely dead. Zander's tears continued to fall into the snow as he looked to the sky. "I'm.. so sorry..." ~~~ Larp turned back to the explosion of the helicopter. "What in the world...?" He took out his radio. "Johnson, status report." radio static. He looked to Katana whom rose to his feet. "I'll run back to the helicopter. I'll dash there and back here with my super speed." "Right. Be quick. We need to know if we need to regroup. If radios are dead we're in real trouble." Katana exploded through the snow towards the wreckage. He looked around at the burning helicopter remains. "Jaws?' Jaws rose to his feet, tears in his eyes. "Johnson.. is dead..." Heavymetal's eyes narrowed into slits of rage. "Something ain't right. Someone had to trap this helicopter." "There's no way there's a traitor!" Jaws said in a fury. "I'm not so sure.." Katana said in a low voice. "But if there is one.." "Either way for now let's just regroup. We may need to pull out. Loosing our operation commander is a major blow." "I'm going to report back to Larp to regroup." He turned and exploded trough the snow, returning to where he'd been in a flash. However as he returned he found larp laying face first in the snow. A pool of blood growing around his head.. Katana's eyes widened in shock. He feel to his knees, rolling his partner over. All to late noticing the wire. ~~~ A massive explosion nearby shook Heavymetal and Jaws. "AGAIN?!" Heavymetal said. "No.. No.." He shook his head in terror and rage. "So it must be him.... Dreamweaver. If it's not Katana or Larp it must be, right?!" "Calm down!" Jaws growled. "Right now the only two we know are alive are us. We're without supplies or an escape vehicle. We need to secure a route home and fall back to a secure location and wait for our radios to start working again..." He chomped on a diamond turning himself to diamond in the process to prevent himself from being sniped. "Right..." Heavymetal said nodding in agreement. He turned to gather what supplies he could from the helicopter before he heard a noise. A flash of motion. From the mountain dropped down Dreamweaver in full battle gear. Jaws had turned his body to diamond. However Dreamweaver didn't care. He fired the full power of his C.EM.BEAM laser into his skull. Jaws roared in pain before falling silent. His skull melted in a flash. Dreamweaver leaped to the ground using Jaws to block any shrapnel Heavymetal sent at him. He pulled the pin from a grenade and tossed it at Heavymetal. Heavymetal used his ferromancy to toss it away before it exploded. He threw a sheet of metal from the helicopter up just in time to block a laser beam from burning through him. The metal turned red and the beam shot through but Heavymetal had already moved. Heavymetal leaped over his metal wall, firing off several shots but finding Dreamweaver was gone. Invisibility with his camo stealth suit.... Damn, he knew the kids' powers but it gave him no edge. He had no obvious weaknesses! Heavymetal drew metal around him forming a barrier.... Silence... A massive blast exploded through the air, ripping away his defenses. He threw more and more metal in front of the beam, barely stopping it from blowing him to bits. The massive beam exhausted itself against the iron defenses. Dreamweaver drew a gun out, aiming a single shot. Heavymetal grinned. He raised a hand. A sloppy move by the kid. Guns were metal, idiot. Dreamweaver fired a shot. Heavymetal flicked his wrist to send the bullet back into Dreamweaver. However noting happened. He felt a sharp pain and fell back into the snow, blood pouring from his skull. "Plastic bullets.." Dreamweaver said in a low voice. "Sorry, Shiko.." He said as he tossed the gun onto Heavymetal's body and walked past the smoldering burnt ruins of the battlefield. Bloody corpses dotting the path as the boy walked towards the large compound.. ~~~ Dieu "See? They never even made it into the front door..." Jameson said with a smile. He walked to the door as his eyes fixed on the boy in the snow, covered in blood. "Welcome home.. my newest family member.. Oliver Glen.... Zander Winston.... How about Oliver Willicott...?"
"I don't care..." Zander said, staring ahead with a dead expression. The guilt and pain of what he'd done written across his face as he stood. Jameson smiled as he placed a hand on the boy's head. "In time you might thank me for what I encouraged you to do today.. your family is safe.. You're safe.. and now you're on the winning side.." "You're the last thing I needed... a reliable assistant. I had one.. But she tried to kill me. Unfortunately had to put her down. I need someone good at the whole.. sneaking and killing part of the business. That's where you come in.. I'm thinking of opening a syndicate. A little private collection of my closest allies.. The Willicott Crime Syndicate." "..what kind of idiot criminal puts crime right in their name?" "I think names are important. If I were a detective I'd put that in the name too." Jameson said sounding almost hurt. "The Johnson Six were a major hurdle.. with them and the Bakers gone there's finally no one left to get in my way..." "...For what? What's there left to do? Even governments are scared of you... What do you have left to achieve..?" Jameson interlaced his hands behind his back as he turned from the boy. "I want to strike.. the very soul of the world..." He turned to him. "This world hurt me, boy... It took the woman I loved... twice. And my brother.. my family.. my limbs... Everyone I cared for... Now I'm going to punish it.. this world. I'm going to break it." "You're going to punish the world..?" Zander.. no Oliver, now he supposed. "How do you intend to do that...?" "Easy.." Jameson said looking at the sun rise. "I'm going to kill god." "......" Oiver stared at him before laughing, his laughter grew a bit before becoming louder. Finally anger and grief seeped into his laugh. "Sure, why the hell not." He said wiping the tears from his eyes. "Let's kill god." Edited by Cypriss, Sep 22 2012, 04:12 AM.
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| Cypriss | Sep 10 2012, 04:55 PM Post #2 |
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Hiro Tsukasa "Hyakuji High..." Jameson said as he stood in front of the school. "It went bankrupt a few years ago. Teachers scattered to the four winds and the building fell into decline..." He said staring at the structure. Freshly painted, tended to, and with a bustle of activity.
"Why revive it..?" "Because! It's my Alma Mater!" Jameson said eagerly. However his smile faded. "I have reason to believe that God is here..." "Random Japanese high school? What, is god a student living with some boy, constantly going on wacky adventures?" "Oh..." Jameson said massaging his chin. "You watch that anime, too...?" He said turning to Oliver. ".... I was... joking... No, I don't watch anime. What kind of evil super criminal watches anime." "... a very bored one." Jameson said as he turned to the building. "Now let's go see an old friend." ~ "Hiro Tsukasa..." Jameson said leaning against the doorway. "A pleasure as always." Hiro sat back in his chair, eyes set on the roof. He didn't visibly react. "Drunkenly wiling away your days at some backwater monster school.... Did Hyakuji's closure really hurt you that badly..?" Jameson said as watched the man with contempt and pity. Hiro rose to his feet, laughter spreading over his features. His eyes were wild as he stepped forward. He grabbed Jameson's collar, rage filling his eyes. "Do you think you're impressive...? It's not hard to see that you did this.... But do you think I'll become your dog?! After what you did... to Ai... I'll kill you..!" "You were the one who killed her." Jameson said in a grave tone. "Are you remembering correctly...?" Hiro's face calmed as he held tight to Jameson's shirt. "I was content to waste away my life. My job was gone, by city was run by your gang of thugs, and Ai... Ai was.. You were an idiot to invite me here. I don't know if you thought it would be funny to gloat.. But I WILL NOT let you win here, Jameson... I will NOT let you get your way.." "Keep your enemies close, and all that..." Jameson said. However a flash of anger cross his face. "No.. to be honest I wanted you here... To kill you once and for all... I'll never forgive you either." Hiro released Jameson and turned away, walking to his desk. He sat down and interlaced his fingers in front of his face. "Alright then... good..." "A nice final showdown." Jameson said extending his arms at his sides. "Right here in Hyakuji. Where it all began.." "I think I have enough left in me.. one more try. One more real go at this.." Hiro said, his voice changing from rage to resolve. His will was tempered now. He was ready. Come what may. ~ Hiro marched down the streets of Hyakuji. His eyes set with determination. He walked into his shop. He looked into a mirror. His stubble had grown wild, his hair was too... He'd need to get sorted. But all that could wait. He moved to the secret entrance, opening it up. He stepped into the space between spaces.. the pocket dimension housing Arcadia Mansion... "We're starting over.. we're going to do it right this time..." Hiro said firmly. "I'm going to take back the school, take down the Wo Shing, Stop Jameson.. I'm not going to sit idle and lounge away my days... I'm not going to watch him perverse MY school and MY town anylonger! It all starts here.. It all starts right now...!" He reached to his collar, activating the empathetic link... All across the world.. to the various places. He reached out to them... "Arcadians...... come home. It's time to get back to work." ~~~ "Sir, we've noticed a pattern.." Oliver said as he checked his tablet. "A number of alumni are on their way here..." "Oh.. Who..?" "Too many to list, sir. From all corners. America, Great Britain, France, Russia, Canada.. Dozens.. maybe even a hundred or more. Not to mention scientists.. researches, explorers. It's an exodus. Or an invasion.." Jameson spun around in his chair grinning wildly towards Oliver. "It's him. He's done it... He's awoken from his slumber.." Jameson rose to his feet. "Things won't be easy from here on out. He might be even better than the Bakers. But this is fine... A worthy final boss." "You mean you located it..? A shard of pure negative energy?" Jameson paused and nodded. "..... I see... so we're nearing the final act." "The GRAND FINALE!" Jameson said eagerly. "Call in the WCS... We're getting ready for a war." Edited by Cypriss, Sep 10 2012, 04:55 PM.
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| Cypriss | Sep 11 2012, 11:27 PM Post #3 |
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Beaumont J. Willicott Oliver flipped through the file before stopping. Beaumont J. Willicott... Just like all the other files the entry was destroyed... He closed the file and sighed heavily.. What happened to Beaumont to turn Jameson into what he is...? Oliver closed the file and took in a deep breath. He'd known him.. years ago... He'd been a kind boy whose only wish was to help his family and attend Hyakuji High... What had changed him so fundamentally..? ~~~ Jameson sat in his office staring out the window.. His operations were being slowed. Every day they struck at the heart of his Wo Shing, but he didn't care. Perhaps they would cripple the Wo Shing but he was bigger than the Wo Shing now. He had organizations like them all over the world. And they would waste valuable time and men fighting desperately.. He had the negative energy, the scroll, the arcane engine, and the lance... All he needed now was to complete the corruption of the ley lines and he he'd have all the power he'd need to open the gateway. The bloody battles between Arcadia and Who Shing certaintly helped that along.. Even if some annoying monk seemed determined to release the negative energies of the ley lines he could do little alone... Jameson closed his eyes.. remembering.. Sitting at his brother's bedside.. tears in his eyes. He tried to reach into his brother's mind and awaken him. And then that horrible noise.. His brother's brain functions ceased. His heart stopped... Jameson's eyes snapped open. Why had that happened? His plan had been fool-proof. He should have woken up! This world.. was conspiring against him! Like when he met Kurai and joined the Wo Shing to be with her.. She was sent after Hiro.. Hiro fell for her and that.. bitch... chose him.. Of course the Wo Shing couldn't allow traitors.. Hiro killed her.. By taking her away from where she should have been Hiro sentenced her to death.. Another one he loved taken from him.. And then the assassin they sent... She'd played him for a fool. Gaining a position near to him and working efficiently.. all for a shot at his life. He'd barely escaped alive. But not before loosing his arm.. This world... was wrong... Every bit of it. And he would strike to the very heart of it. He would kill God, for God's crimes. He clenched his hand tightly into a fist. First he would draw god out.. Then he would destroy him. "Sir.. They've struck the compound.. They're here!" Came Oliver's voice. Jameson's eyes widened before he rose to his feet. "Fine... good.. Let the final battle begin." He turned looking out into the city. "..... Let's bring this drama to a close." |
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| Cypriss | Sep 12 2012, 12:00 AM Post #4 |
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Ryouma Kaisen "Get me fresh information, pronto! We won big at the warehouse. I can safely confirm that area is clear! Fudo just signed a contract with me too. If we clear the city he'll fund Hyakuji. Even if he has to do it alone." "Oh my~! That's wonderful news!" Hinata said as he clasped her hands together. She turned to the projections of recent battles. "Soon we can make this a wonderful city again.." "Don't get overly optimistic." Leona said crossly. She folded her arms over her chest and sighed. "Taking back a city from a criminal organization is only done with you cut off the head. But this one is like a Hydra. Take out one boss and it calls in two more.." "That's why I've been thinking.." Shun said as he formed a crystal and moved it to the center of the map. "we strike the real head.. All the heads at once." "....." Hiro leaned forward, contemplating. "That's absurd." Leona said with a scoff. "We haven't weakened them enough yet. They've got too many power players. It'll be a long bloody battle." "that's why we don't take in the kids." Shun said firmly. "We go ourselves.. alone..?" Hiro said looking to him. He turned and stroked his chin. "It might actually work." "In what universe!" Leona spat. "I am the military thinking here. I've directed armies. If you try an ambush against a superior foe then you need to be OVERWHELMINGLY prepared. You need to have a route in and out and you absolutely MUST know the enemies strengths. We don't have ANY of that information.." "I could check the akashic record..." Hiro retorted. "Yes but even it doesn't have all the information we need." "I do." A newcomer said in a low voice. "Who is he?" Leon said suspiciously. "You know me.." He said taking his Arcadia hood down. He slipped off his mask. "Oliver.. Willicott...?" Leona said in shock. "Oliver Winston." Oliver spat. "Who let this murdering asshole in?!" Shun said forcefully. "Did you guys forget what he did to te kids at that warehouse?!" Oliver looked down and away. Hiro sighed. "He's on our side.. I gave him the same test I always do. I forced him to speak only truths and tested him, then I had his heart exposed by the stone.. Whatever he's done until now he's an ally. I even made a backdoor curse that if he ever considers swapping sides it'll fry his brain. I'm not exactly thrilled to have him around either. But we need him so we'll use him." ".... I hope his brain fries." Shun said coldly. "It'll make up for what he did to Haori." Leona closed her eyes and tried to steady her breath. It wasn't the time to get emotional. They needed her for her leadership and tactical understanding. "If.. we have an insider.. It's possible.." "Good. Take me with you." "Ryouma.." Leona said softly, she looked to Oliver with concern. "Don't worry.." Ryouma said as he walked forward. He didn't even look to him. "I'm not going to feed into the cycle of revenge and hate that's gripped this city.. if he's our ally now.. then so be it.." He said, obviously straining. Silence fell over the room. Finally Hiro turned to Ryouma. "You said the ley lines are being targeted. Does the headquarters sit on one?" "...Yes.. it is at the heart of the negative energy.." He said as he looked to the map. "Most likely.. the negative energy will be released if we strike there." "Damn.. More bad news..." Shun said with a sigh. "Don't worry." Oliver said quickly. "The idiot intends to draw all the negative energy into a spell... some attempt to draw out 'God'." He said with a laugh. "He's trying to draw out Dieu..?" Hiro said in shock. "Wait.. god exists...?" Oliver said incredulously. "Yes.. She does.. and if his goal is to strike her.. Then I don't think we can afford to wait.... Even if we do nothing the leylines will be stagnant in a few days.. And if he succeeds in drawing out Dieu when we're not there to stop him who KNOWS what the consequences could be..." "Alright. Everyone prepare. Oliver, you stay here and give me all the data you've got." ~~~ Oliver left the room massaging his neck. He'd been relating every single thing he knew for hours.. He had to get back to the WCS. He'd taken the day off but surely Jameson was getting suspect. However as he stepped into the hall he spotted Ryouma. He froze... "Don't be afraid. I meant what I said in there.. Even if I killed you it would just poison the ley lines further.." He said as he leaned against the walls. "Then.. what do you want.." "If you don't mind... tell me.. Why was he targeted? Why did Jameson have you attack my son?" Oliver looked down, his fists clenched until blood drew from his palms. "a.. pparently... He... could purify.. negative energy.. on a massive scale. Jameson used the Aashic record to determine... who could impede his plots.. and your son.. was the most dangerous one.." "Ah.." Ryouma said in a perfectly dry tone. "I see.." He walked past Oliver into the building. Oliver fell to his knees, burying his face in his hands. How many had he killed? How much blood was on his hands? All for the sake of one woman. Johnson's training had made him calculating. He was able to take lives very easily. He measured their value to him and acted accordingly. But slowly over time the weight of that had become more than he could bare. Just one more mission.. He'd kill Jameson.. and then he'd either die or kill himself. ~~~ Sir.. They've struck the compound.. They're here!" Came Oliver's voice. |
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