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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/30/2016 8:01:00 AM
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[i] Most of the innocents in the bar had fallen victim to the hunter's assault.. but who came next wasn't an innocent.
The lights in the bar blinked out of existence, combined with night time it made visibility minimal. Not that it mattered to the new arrival.
A flash of light, blue fire lit up the area behind one of the assassin's before a superheated, flaming sword was plunged into the back of one of the men's necks. [/i]
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[b]Blood splattered across the floorboards as the man let out a pained wheeze... As his body slumped forward, rifle rifle erupted towards the attacker, two of the men cloaking as the other two continued forward, using the upturned tables as cover.[/b] [b]Then, the second half of the crew uncloaked and drew two large yet thin blades, like rapiers, but with flattened blades for cutting, and barbed tips...[/b] [i]"Eliminate the hostile... Then grab the girl...!"[/i]
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[i] Flashes of light lit up the figure as shields kicked in, the bullets zapped out of existence. [/i] [i] The brief moment of light outlined the man. Dressed in all black, holding a katana..and an Oni demon mask on his face. Twisted and contorted metal with sprouting horns. Facing the two hiding behind tables, the man swept his katana across the air horizontally, a massive arc of fire erupting from its blade and speeding towards the two men. It set aflame nearly everything it touched, tables, floor, bar..it was hot. Ronin knew he had a limited amount of time before the whole place burned to the ground, he'd have to make this quick if he wanted to save the girl. Not a moment after the slash, the man disappeared in a blur, only to end up in one of the rapier bearers faces. The attacker drew a glimmering sword from his hip, viciously and quickly. As soon as the blade left the scabbard it was swept across the air directly in front of the assassin's head, explosions following the blade's path. A draw so fast.. he'd ignited the hydrogen atoms in the air and made bombs out of them. [/i]
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[b]The slash cut through the tables and slid right through one of the men, splitting him in two. The other who had been crouched farther down, narrowly dodged the heated attack with a quick slide.[/b] [b]The other merc near Lance quickly blew apart as the air ignited around him, blood splattering the back wall as he crumpled over, the heated atoms frying him into a bubbly crimson goo.[/b] [b]The two led quickly took some distance, large tube like contraptions extending from their backs, pointing into the air as their silicon suits began to crackle... Their red helmet lights flared to blue as they each pulled their last two short katana blades from their backs and charred forward, making slashing motions that caused the air to spark and then send electricity towards the oni warrior,[/b]
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[i] Lance held up both of his hands, katana hilts in them. Shadows, wispy and flowing, coalesced in his palms into small round objects the size of baseballs. They writhed and pulsed, when Lance threw both of them at one enemy. In the air, they seemed to become even more volatile as they closed in on their target. Once close..they exploded. Not in a conventional fire and ash show, but exploded into a dozen tendrils of hardened shadow, all seeking out one man with razor sharp points to stab. Meanwhile, Lance crouched low in anticipation for the second man that was charging..[/i]
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[b]The tendrils pierced the man's armor as he was quickly flung back and impaled on the far wall near the entrance, struggling for moments before he bled to death, eventually hanging loosely.[/b] [b]Meanwhile, a silicon covered arm sent a blade charging towards Lance, electricity crackling off the edges as the turgid footsteps of the attacker swerved and pushed forwards, a knee launching up into a leap as the other sword moved to come down in a crashing motion...[/b] [i]"Damn you...!"[/i] [b]Te mechanical voice shouted as the two long rods of power boosted him to speeds normal humans couldn't comprehend, the wood around him suddenly sparking and igniting as the amps of power crumpled wood and burned it to black charcoal before it flew into bright, dazzling flames.[/b]
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[i] Lance sneered under the mask.[/i] "So hard to find good help these days." [i] He said, obviously mocking their employer or leader.. He batted the first strike away, upwards with his flaming sword. He used his free hand, curled around the hilt of his left katana, to slam a fist down into the attacker's oncoming knee, armor meeting armor as he stopped the blow short. As for the sword coming down at him, he brought his two katanas upwards in a cross block, and savagely cut across and downwards, aiming to relieve the man of his arm. [/i]
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[b]As Lance's slash moved towards the arm, the man suddenly burst away in a haze of blue sparks, appearing behind the Ronin with an upward slash to his back.[/b] [i]"Heh... Not quite big guy... Every attack... Every move you make goes right towards my feed... And I'll learn how to dodge it... Nothing the same works twice..."[/i] [b]And with that, two small orbs launched from the man's chest and rocketed towards Lance as his slash continued its upwards traversal...[/b]
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Edited by Will: 10/30/2016 9:14:25 AM[i] Lance turned inhumanly fast, batting the slash aside with his blades. Shadows leapt from his fingertips as he leapt backwards, ten small, solidified black tendrils aimed for the two orbs.[/i] "I already killed your buddies. I'm going for number five." [i] He said beneath his mask, a sneer in his voice.[/i]
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[b]The tendrils connected with the smooth surface of the orbs, causing an immediate explosion that rocked the whole building. Slowly, the roof gave way and began to crumble as the final assassin was launched backwards into the wall with a sickening crunch... Dead... But the building was in flames, and near ready to fall... Anyone left inside was doomed... Anyone that couldn't move as fast as Lance.[/b] [b]The sound of more approaching footsteps echoed out as security finally arrived to an already doomed bar, and a slaughtered group of patrons.[/b]
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[i] Lance rolled his eyes as security came, obviously too late as usual. He sprinted over to where the assassin's had their guns pointed, looking for the source of their interest, and the source of the screaming. [/i]
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[b]As fire lit up the building and the supports creaked, only a faint whimper escaped the food cupboard. It sounded like a noise a wounded animal would make... A pained wheeze. Whatever it was... It wouldn't last long.[/b] [b]And there... Movement, a flash of yellow and orange as something shuffled quietly...[/b]
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[i] Lance sheathed one of his katanas, his white and gold one but kept The Dragon Blade in his right hand as he saw the movement out the corner of his eye. He rushed over to the food cupboard and opened it, not knowing what he'd find..[/i]
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[b]Inside was a shocking sight... A girl, no more then maybe eight or nine was slumped against the wooden frame, eyes barely open. She had a hole in her left leg, and gash on the left side of her forehead... On top of that, she was soaked to the skin, and covered in dirt and mud... But most remarkably was her black hair and blue eyes... It held a sort of familiarity to it... Something that just couldn't be pinpointed...[/b]
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[i] Lance nearly did a double take, the familiarity of the girl's face sending him reeling. But he was certain he'd never met her.. or at least he thought. He wasted no time in gingerly scooping the girl up in his arms, gently pulling her out of the cupboard. [/i]
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[b]She squirmed only slightly and whimpered softly, her body a mangled mess. She had quite some strength to have lasted this long, but her consciousness was waning and she was in bad shape.[/b] [b]Then... A high pitched beep... And a flash of red from under her left sleeve... Something was off...[/b]
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"Nothing can ever be simple." [i] Lance growls under the mask, low enough to where she wouldn't here. He lifts up her sleeve, wondering what the hell the light was, and why it had beeped. Please don't be a bomb, please don't be a bomb, please. Don't. Be. A. Bomb.[/i]
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[b]The flashing light came from under her skin, right below a serial number of some sort, reading, AA-179. Whatever the hell that meant...[/b] [b]Then, a distant light and rumble, like a helicopter... Maybe a jet? Damn if he could tell, but the red light suddenly began to make more sense. It wasn't a bomb... It was a tracking device.[/b]
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[i] Lance mumbled something to himself, like a curse before a pulling sensation overcame the two of them, and they were ripped through time and space. ~~ They appeared in a spare room of the Dojo. Simple furniture, a bed with white sheets, bare walls, yeah. Not taken. Lance laid her on the bed, not giving a damn about the spotless sheets. He'd have to do something about the tracking device, the teleportation jump would only confuse them for so long. He didn't have any scramblers or EMP's.. was he going to have to cut it out of her? It didn't look deep, one small incision would do it, but she was barely conscious as is. He'd have to heal her first, and just put a bandage over the new cut. He drew The Demon's Heart from his hip, the pitch black blade dripping liquid, wispy darkness onto the floor at his feet. [/i]
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[b]She gave little resistance. How could she? She seemed so frail in this state, her already pale skin turning near snow white in color. But he had put distance between them and the pursuing attackers, whoever they were...[/b]
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[i] He placed the flat of the sword across her chest, the shadows on the blade begin to leap and swarm over her form excitedly, almost like they were hungry. They left no trace of ever touching her, as light as air as they covered her form in a cocoon of darkness. A feeling of alternating temperatures over came the girl, scalding hot to freezing cold and back and forth for a few moments. What came with that, was an overwhelming sense of comfort and relief. The sword dulled her senses and numbed her body, so she didn't feel her skin being knit back together. Eventually, her body was back to the way it had been, the shadows dissipating from around her and leaving the pale skin of her leg and face flawless and unmarked. [/i]
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[b]As the sword worked, more of her features became clear... The blood cleansed from her face revealed three marks on each of her cheeks like whiskers, and her skin began to swim once more with color and life.[/b] [b]And then... Her eyelids fluttered open and bright blue eyes stared up at him, full of gentleness, but a great sense of fear...[/b]
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"I know this is very confusing, and you don't know where you are, but it's gonna get a lot worse if I don't get that tracker out of you. Chances are there are more than five coming for you." [i] He says, his voice filtered and metallic through the Oni mask. An unnerving sight To a child, but Lance seemingly didn't think about the fact. He withdrew a small tanto knife from his thigh, sighing under his mask. He always got the bad jobs. [/i]
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[b]The girls eyes widened in surprise, and then in terror, but she didn't resist. A man with a knife... She had learned not to mess with those types...[/b] [b]Instead she clamped her teeth and closed her eyes tight, wishing to block out everything.[/b]
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"Calm down kid. I'm one of the good guys." [i] With that, the knife flashed through the air and made a small incision in her wrist, so clean, quick, and precise it hardly did much but itch. Lance pushed the tip of the tanto into her skin, and plucked the chip out of her wrist with the point. [/i]
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[b]She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the man, her large eyes still scanning him for any sign of threat...[/b] [b]The chip continued to ping for a few seconds and blare its small light. The girl looked at the device silently, unsure of what it was. All she knew was that the men had put it in her arm.[/b]
