NationStates Jolt Archive

Graduation day was here, trainees and other agents alike where gathering for one of the most rarest of days....Graduation. There the ones that graduate would recieve the mark, thier armor, and then be sent to make their own pistol and sword. Only about 100 other agents have graduated, the rest of the agents were cybernetic. And for Agent 7 his training was over, and his new life as a free agent could begin. His life with Keira could begin.


( Graduation hall)

Agent 1 and 2 where standing on top of the stage each one holding a special watch, one that held everything for a graduating agent. With everyone in thier armor it looked like a moblization more then a graduation. And Speeches would start soon.

( Trainee dorms)

Agent 7 paced back and forth waiting to recieve the new to enter the graduation hall. He was worried, anxious, and over-joyed all at the same time. And he could not find Keira......He could do nothing to calm his mind he was imcomplete without her. He trained, puching and kicking furiously, faster and faster. the bag was made of metal fibers giving the bag a good weight and durablity, but the constant hitting caused by 7 took it toll- the bag broke spilling sand on to the floor. 7 was still pumped, he moved to the next hitting it over and over faster and faster. And with his full power punched the bag; breaking the chain and throwing the bag across the room. 7 was breathing fast, his heart rate critical, something was not right. 7 ran to sick bay to see what was wrong. The doctor took a blood sample, while it was being checked 7 did push up at an astonishing rate. the report came back

" Agent 7 Adrenaline levels in your body have reach extreme levels. have you done anything to cause such a huge dose to be released?" asked the doctor

" NO. What can I do to stop it?" asked 7

" You have 3 hours before your graduating better start doing alot of push ups. " said the Doctor

7 left his muscles felt like they where breaking out of his skin. He went back to the training room and went to the bench press. And set its weight at 750 lbs. When he lifted it, it felt to light. He reset at 850 lbs, still to light
Then at max 1000. It was a struggle, but lifted- again and again. 7 could not contain his strength....

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OOC: theao your up...try to put some length into it.

Raven corps check TG's

Kiera Lei, or as her official designation went, agent 12, finished preperations for the ceramony.
She was wondering what her agent 7, or K as she prefered to called him, was busy doing. She shrugged, she knew he was improving, whatever he was doing. She grinned to herself, when they became full agents, she would make sure she was both supportive of, and more importantly, challenging to K.
She knew he had the potential to be the best, from nearly the first she'd met him, and intended to make sure he got there, whether he liked it or not.

Agent 7 could not control what was going on. With so much Adrenaline in his body- his strength, reaction speed, everything was at its peak. His eye caught glimps of a fly moving in the air. To any normal person the fly would have gone unnoticed. But the agent 7 it was slow. He could see the wing beats as it moved. He knew he had to do something. He went back to sick bay to see the doctor again, by this time his viens all over his body where hulking out of his skin, and his body sized increase to a noticable degree. Agent 7 ran inside saying

" Fix me...." The doctor had never seen anything like it. he was placed under medical watch, the doctor moved to the phone to call agent 1 & 2.

The phone rang and then Agent 1 picked up

" Hello, This is Doctor 3 We may have a slight problem. " Said the doctor

" What kind of problem?" agent 1 inquired

" Its agent 7 hes not doing to great..." repled the doctor

" Tell me..." Screamed Agent 1

At the time agent 7 could hear every word. The monitor system they had to check his vitals was ver sparactic, jumping around. His heart rate at 300 BPS. Any normal person would have died..... Brain waves were to numerous to monitor. Agent 7 was stuck in a hyper-mode. And if stuck in this state to much longer he would die....

Agent 7 looked at the doctor and asked that Keria be their if he was going to die.....

Kiera had found one of the instructors/people operating the facility, and asked, "Do you know where agent 7 happens to be at the present time, I want to talk with him."

The operator snapped in a salute,

" Agent 12- Agent 7 is currently in sick bay. Andything else Agent 12" aske d operator.

"Thank you. I need nothing else, but must commend you on your skill and service." Kiera replied
Internally she was worried, "What had he done to get himself landed in the sickbay. If he screws up and dies or somesuch, his ass is grass." She thought as she ran to the sick bay.

Agent 7 tried to calm down, but no matter how hard he tried nothing would keep him calm. The doctor saw no medical reason why he was in this state. May something was wrong that medicine cant see.....

"What's wrong with him?" Kiera demanded as soon as she burst into the med-bay. There was a guy in her way, and he was now partially lodged in a wall, because he'd been in the wrong place at the wrong time.

As Keria bursted in the doctor snapped to his salute, then asked to see keira in private. As the two walked outside he became very blunt with her.

" Agent 12. I dont know what went one out thier in training, I dont know what is going on between you and agent 7, But appearantly you are very imporatant to him. Agent 12,..... agent 7 is going to die if he cant break this state. To be honest I dont know whats causing all this. He is stuck in a hyper-mode for the lack of better words. Everything is enhanced- I can bet ten dallors that he can hear us right now. Agent 12 you have to try to get him out of this. I will continue to run tests. I only pray we can save him...." Said the Doctor. He then left Keira to her thoughts....

Kiera walked up to K, "Are you going to calm down, or will I have to make you?" She asked

7 looked into her eyes. He looked deep into her eyes, and saw himself in thier reflection, he could see what was happening. Black agents when finished with training go throughan augmentation stage,which causes some of the same reactions, but 7 had never been through that stage and this was something different. 7 knew what was needed but could not bring himself to do it. 7 reached out his hand and touched the side of Keiras face and said

" You look so beautiful today.... I am sorry I looked like this.... I am sorry I could do better... " as 7 said those words he began to cry. A single tear ran down his face shimmering in the sick bay lights as it ran down his face.

Kiera bent down and kissed him, as she brushed away the tear, "You arn't responsible for what happened." She said as she sat down beside him.
"Let's get you out of that suit and into something a little more interesting." She said as she began stripping both him and herself.
"If you don't recover, who'll protect me?" She asked him as she gave him another kiss, this one of the toe-curling variety.

Agent 7 finally began to calm down. He embrassed her kiss and held her close. His mind drifted off and forgot about his health and only Keria occupied his mind.

If anyone stuck a camera into the room at that period, they could likely make a great deal of money on the internet.

After a period, Kiera asked, "Are you better now?"

If anyone stuck a camera into the room at that period, they could likely make a great deal of money on the internet.

ooc: I just have to say... smooth!

OOC: being an agent ROCKS!..lol


7 looked at her as she asked, He could only let his actions speak for himself. As he kissed her again. But the happiness was soon to end as Agent 2 walked in....

OOC-2: And now 7 and keria jump to attention....

Kiera stood up to greet the illustrious Agent 2. "How may we help you." She asked, knowing she was nude, but not really caring.

ooc: Thanks DMG.

agent 7 pulled himself up and saluted as best as he could. Agent 2 told them to stand down and relax. Agent 7 did no such thing. Agent 2 then took a seat and told agent 7 and keira that it was time to be augmented for the suit. Agent 7 looked away as if he wanted no part. agent 2 looked at 7 and explianed that because your body survived that episode that the augmentation would only futhure his ability to control the suit. 7 looked up and then looked at Keira.... Then said He was ready.....

Agent 2 then told Keira to get dressed and take 7 to level 8 on the med bay. the password was " Fiberoptic". Agent 2 Called the augmentation room and told them that 7 was coming up....

Kiera got dressed again, as well as helping K get dressed. She then helped him stand.
As they walked toward the med-area, she talked with him, about the future, what she'd do to him if he didn't come throught all right, what she'd to do him if he did. He could tell there was a great many reasons for him to get throught all right, and a great many more for him to avoid not coming out of the room alright.

Agent 7 laughed and told Keira that he would come out. They finally reached the 8 level and there is nothing there expect one door, and a single phone. agent 7 picked up the phone and said " Fiberoptic". After he said the password the door opened and three doctors walked out and took each of them to different parts of the room. Now would test thier strength more then then anything else they have ever faced.

Kiera waited to see what was coming.

ooc: Three doctors but only two people, math doesn't add up.

OOC: One for each person, and one to over see both...

-Three days later.

Agent 7 woke up on a cold metal table, His body hooked up to hundreds of IV's and blood bags. He felt wierd, his body felt lighter. His eyes shifting around quickly looking for Keira.....

Kiera was rather annoyed at being rendered unconsious again, and began looking around.

Agent 7 looked around and could not see Keira anywhere. He got nerves and began to try to get up. he rasied his head and called for her. As started one of the doctors came in a calmed him down telling him that Keira was fine.

( keiras room ) The head doctor watched as keira. He lusted after her and wanted her for himself. He sent in the other doctor to inform her the 7 had not made it through the augmentation....

As the doc told her, she spoke, "Come here and tell me that." She suspected lies, but wanted confirmation.

The agent got closer and continued to tell her that7 had not made it through. But he now was slightly nervous....

Kiera could tell he was getting edgy, which meant either he was suffering from shoot the messenger, or he was lying. Given her present condition, there was fairly little reason for STM, so was likely lying. "Thank you, you may go." She informed him.

OOC: Sleep

The doctor saluted and left the room at the same time the lead doctor who was at one one a Black agent walked in. And again he told her that 7 had not made it throught the augmentation. He then looked to a small glass mirror and nodded.

( Behind the mirror )

The other doctor walked over to agent 7 and took out a 9 mm pistol and loaded 1 round into the chamber. The Doctor looked at 7- as did 7 look at the doctor. The doctor took aim and pulled the trigger. A shot rang out, But 7 was fine, and the doctor was clinching his throat with 7s hand around it. 7 rose off the bed and picked up the doctor with one arm. 7 then broke his neck.

( Back in Keiras room )

" Trust me agent 12 we tried everything in our power but we couldn't save him... I am truly sorry." said the Doctor.

Agent 9 arrived at the Black Agents' main complex. He entered, walked up to the front desk, and signaled, "I am Agent 9. I have been told to come here."

She looked at the new doctor, and replied, "Alright. Is this going to be done anytime soon?"

Agent 9 arrived at the Black Agents' main complex. He entered, walked up to the front desk, and signaled, "I am Agent 9. I have been told to come here."

The front desk person only pointed to a large door that seemed to have no handle. Then the front desk person slipped into a shadow and was gone.

"Well that was wierd," Agent 9 thought. Nonetheless he followed the receptionist's finger towards a massive door. He looked for the handle but found none - he wanted to scream to get someone's attention, but alas he still had no voice. Instead he began banging on the door with his massive hands.

She looked at the new doctor, and replied, "Alright. Is this going to be done anytime soon?"


" Yes, agent 12, This will be done soon ( mental thought- Or maybe it wont..). " said the doctor as he once again looked over Keira. Slowly and discretly licking his top lip. Walking over to her with a few instruments.

" Now I just wont to adjust your IV. " said The Doctor as he injected an anistetic(sP) into her IV. IT would not put her to sleep but would make her drowsy and confused. The Doctor continued to look at her vitals, until he noticed her eyes slowly moving. The Doctor slowly put her arms in restraints, and then slowly took off her top.

"Well that was wierd," Agent 9 thought. Nonetheless he followed the receptionist's finger towards a massive door. He looked for the handle but found none - he wanted to scream to get someone's attention, but alas he still had no voice. Instead he began banging on the door with his massive hands.

" Now , now.. Agent 9 there no need to get violant with the door... It did nothing to you. Oh where are my manners I am agent 55-b Cybernetic Protectionary/ Assasinary Humanoid. "

As the doc tried to restrain her, she began trying to kick him.

ooc: Anathesisa = sleepy/unconsious maker
Anathetic = steralizer

" Now , now.. Agent 9 there no need to get violant with the door... It did nothing to you. Oh where are my manners I am agent 55-b Cybernetic Protectionary/ Assasinary Humanoid. "

Agent 9 quickly scribbled on the pad assuming that the cybernetic could read, "Sorry. Had no other way of communicating - what or where am I suppose to go now?"

Agent 55-b held up a remote that would open the door.

" you'll need this to open the door... Come and get it if you can....." said 55-b.

-OOC: Losing internet connections must leave soory for petty replies so far....

"Screw that," wrote Agent 9 on the pad. "I already did my training - no more games..."

bump?

OOC: thanks for bumping it up. I cant search for it- bump now I can post.


IC:

Agent 55-b replied

" This is not training. Human Black agents are a waste of time. Cybernetic agents are the future. And since no one is here to see you die- No one will assume it was me."

After making his evil polt known 55-b pulled out his agents pistol- a Beautiful pistol that shins with the glissing of a black pearl on it body, with inscription along the body made of ruby and gold. And a body design like no other seen in the regular world. It was truly a sight of beauty. And it sights where aimed at agent 9

ooc: Post 36, Keira is waiting.

The doctor wasn't to afraid of her at that time, the anathesisa would soon take full effect and he would then have her.

( in 7's room )

7 looked around the white room and saw the mirror on the wall. 7 lnew what kind of mirror it was. 7 walked over to it and pretended to check his face out. Then suddenly puched through it and grabbed the other doctor behind it, dragging him out. 7 pushed him up aginst a wall asking him why the other doctor was trying to kill him. The other Doctor broke and told him everything. 7's eyes widened and he asked the doctor where Keiras room was, and the other doctor told him then fainted from terror. 7 threw the doctor away arcoss the room smashing his head killing him. 7 climbed through the mirrors opening and looked for keira.

Kiera continued to try and kick the doctor, but was steadily getting weaker/sleepier.

The Doctor in keiras room giggled to himself and told her

" Keira..... Why 7. agent 7 . He is so weak compared to the others.... I am trule surprised that he lived through torture. I mean. What do you see in him. You where constantly saving him. What did he ever do for you. ( walking closer to her) I would be much better as your mate...."

"Easy," She snapped, "I choose him and that's all there is to it, he never had to sneak around to get his way."

The Doctor laughed again. "He is one person, and all he did was get himself shot. And you always had to save him. He is no good. " said the doctor
As he was done speaking he got a chair and sat to wait for her to fall asleep.

Kiera continued to resist the chemicals, as well as working to free herself.

The doctor only waited for her to fall asleep, but he noticed that she was still aware. He became worried. He injected her again. He was still worried something wasn't right. He went to go grab his weapon. He knew someting was going to happen and soon. and no sooner then he grabbed his weapon, 7 smashed the mirror out and took a piece of glass throwing it, striking the doctor in the right arm. Blood sprayed out as his arteries(SPto tired to spell check), painting what ever was close. Screaming the doctor dropped he weapon and tried to cut off the blood flow from his wound. 7 ran over to keira and began to untie her.

" Keira... Damn you... damn you for being so sexy.." said 7 as he took off the last restriant.

The Doctor finished making a turniqute(SP) for his arm. And had picked up his weapon with his other hand. 7 had caught the sound of his getting up, and was ready to kill him. The Doctor lundged forward aiming for 7's neck. 7 turned and grabbed his neck so tight that the docotr could not breathe, then smashing his face into the bed railing cracking his nose and face, letting his blood run down on to the floor.

Keira was at this point unconsious in all but name and rolled off the bed, landing on the floor with a dull thud.

ooc: Need sleep

7 dropped the doctor and ran to keiras limp body. Picking her up and bracing her body and head.

" Dont worry, I am here now... Nothing is going to happen to you." said 7 as he held her close. Then picking her up he walked to a door. and walked outside. And waiting there was agent 1 and 2.

" Well,well. agent 7 and 12. I trust you survived the augmentation. Good its now time to fit your armor and let you begin you quest to build your swrod and pistol. Please follow us.." said agent 1 as they began to walk down a dark hallway.

" This is not training. Human Black agents are a waste of time. Cybernetic agents are the future. And since no one is here to see you die- No one will assume it was me."

After making his evil polt known 55-b pulled out his agents pistol- a Beautiful pistol that shins with the glissing of a black pearl on it body, with inscription along the body made of ruby and gold. And a body design like no other seen in the regular world. It was truly a sight of beauty. And it sights where aimed at agent 9

Agent 9 had been expecting a hostile move by the cybernetic and as soon as it had pulled out the gun, Agent 9 had already begun a roundhouse into a sweepkick. He kicked the cybernetic's hand, launching the gun into the air, and then lept up to grab it.

"You're problem is that you are to uncreative," mouthed Agent 9 as he turned the gun on the cybernetic. "Now, the remote."

7 dropped the doctor and ran to keiras limp body. Picking her up and bracing her body and head.
" Dont worry, I am here now... Nothing is going to happen to you." said 7 as he held her close. Then picking her up he walked to a door. and walked outside. And waiting there was agent 1 and 2.
" Well,well. agent 7 and 12. I trust you survived the augmentation. Good its now time to fit your armor and let you begin you quest to build your swrod and pistol. Please follow us.." said agent 1 as they began to walk down a dark hallway.
Kiera was now fully unconsious, and needed to be carried by K.

Agent 9 had been expecting a hostile move by the cybernetic and as soon as it had pulled out the gun, Agent 9 had already begun a roundhouse into a sweepkick. He kicked the cybernetic's hand, launching the gun into the air, and then lept up to grab it.

"You're problem is that you are to uncreative," said Agent 9 as he turned the gun on the cybernetic. "Now, the remote."

55-b only laughed as he turned to see the pistol pointed at his face.

" Poor Fool, You dont know that much about Agent pitols do you. Go ahead pull the trigger lets see how far you get..."Said 55-b as he took and stace for more action.

55-b only laughed as he turned to see the pistol pointed at his face.

" Poor Fool, You dont know that much about Agent pitols do you. Go ahead pull the trigger lets see how far you get..."Said 55-b as he took and stace for more action.

Agent 9 assumed the gun was senstive to the owner only - as were his guns - but it was worth a try. He pulled the trigger to see if anything would happen, and when it didn't he pulled out the cartridge and smashed the gun into pieces.

"The Remote," Agent 9 mouthed again.

Kiera was now fully unconsious, and needed to be carried by K.

7 carried keira dwon the hall. It was dark and the heat had become intense. 7 had a hard time keeping the sweat out of his eyes. Agent 1 & 2 stopped at a door that had the Black agents symbol on it and a plaque that read

" The Agent Builds his sword, Live by his sword, And will die by his sword."

7 knew it was time for the last test. One not graded, on only passed by you endurance. In that room Black agents of Old, Forged thier swords. Swords that had the ablility to slice armor, guns doors and people in half with no effort. Swords that only Black agents could wield becuse of the design. 5 moecules thick the Blade could only be seen from the side, and when shown looking at the shape part it dissapeared. The Forging would take weeks, But 7 was ready. Now was keira?

Kiera had roused but was still being carried by K.

ooc: It's for all intents/purposes, impossible to SMITH a blade five molecules thick.

OOC: I am going on the smae blade type as the one on batman beyond. An assasin hasd one that was wicked sharpe and when the view went from braod sdie the sharpened view it disappeared. I dont lnow if you even saw it or not but thats what I am going for..... I am sorry but I must leave my internet is acting up again.... Sorry.

ooc: Never saw the movie, but that effect will happen with any straight, thin, properly sharpened blade. For example, take a proper knife(not kitchen knife), hold it so the blade is pointing directly toward you, at arms length and you'll see what I mean.

ooc: Never saw the movie, but that effect will happen with any straight, thin, properly sharpened blade. For example, take a proper knife(not kitchen knife), hold it so the blade is pointing directly toward you, at arms length and you'll see what I mean.

OOC I not going for the effect- I was going for the pure shapreness of the sword. And I know what you are talking about, I collect swords.

Agent 9 assumed the gun was senstive to the owner only - as were his guns - but it was worth a try. He pulled the trigger to see if anything would happen, and when it didn't he pulled out the cartridge and smashed the gun into pieces.

"The Remote," Agent 9 mouthed again.

55-b looked at the pistol he created smashed into pieces. 55-b had a minor emotions grid in his central personality marix, But that little bit was all he needed. 55-b took his stance and waited for 9 to make his mve dangling
the remote in from of him. This time 55-b would not be taken by suprise.

OOC I not going for the effect- I was going for the pure shapreness of the sword. And I know what you are talking about, I collect swords.
ooc: ALright, but to SMITH that type of blade = next to impossible, and it's your move, Kiera had just revived/woken.

55-b looked at the pistol he created smashed into pieces. 55-b had a minor emotions grid in his central personality marix, But that little bit was all he needed. 55-b took his stance and waited for 9 to make his mve dangling
the remote in from of him. This time 55-b would not be taken by suprise.

Agent 9 sighed silently as the cybernetic clearly wanted a fight. He dropped his bag to his side with a loud thud and dropped the cartridge into his pocket.

Agent 9 quickly analyzed the cybernetic's stance and noticed that he was being overly-arrogant, dangling the remote like that. He dropped into a low, agressive fighting stance and waited momentarily. Seeing that the cybernetic was waiting for his first move - he attacked; He flew into a fury of moves, shooting out his fists with cobra-like speed and launching a series of kicks to the torso and legs.

OOC: And the cybernetic punchs you in the face and 9 hopes away crying holding his nose...lol- a little comic refief.


55-b was ready- throwing the remote into th air he grabed 9's fist with one hand and his kick to the legs with the other- and kicked him in the chest. The following with a seris of swift attacks of his own.

OOC: And the cybernetic punchs you in the face and 9 hopes away crying holding his nose...lol- a little comic refief.


55-b was ready- throwing the remote into th air he grabed 9's fist with one hand and his kick to the legs with the other- and kicked him in the chest. The following with a seris of swift attacks of his own.

As the remote flew into the air, Agent 9 was hit square in the chest with a kick. He staggered backwards slightly before regaining his balance and stance. As the cybernetic lunged fowards to launch a series of attacks against him, Agent 9 lept up into the air, grabbed the remote with his left, and landing his feet and all his weight squarely into 55-b's chest - ending it with a massive punch to its face with his right fist.

OOC: Now that I can get on with out problems I can resume normal RPs.


IC:

Agent 55-b leaned in to the punch using his hard metal body to hopfully injure Agent 9. 55-bs head smashed into 9's fist, then taking his left hand he wrapped his arm around 9's right armpulling it away and punching agent 9 in the right kidney 3 times. Then kicking 9 in the same kidney. Using his momentum to push away from 9.

ooc: lol, no problem... only 15 days late :p

IC:
Agent 9 would have let out a scream of pain, if it had not been for him losing his voice during the final test. Either way, he felt the blows as the cybernetic hit him in the torso repeatedly before pushing away.

At the end, Agent 9 and Agent 55-b stood opposite each other. It seemed as if the cybernetic was waiting for his next move, so he did it. Agent 9 raised his left hand... and pressed the button on the remote, successfully opening the door.

Agent 55-b lowered his guard and nodded as 9 opened the door, saying

" I wont be the only agent you will encounter that will fight you. For an agent Survival is a must. when you face a challange.... make your self known.... kill them. Wait no.... You are no more then a forgien Trainee. You are not a REAL Black agent, no more then a Want-a-be Black agent. But If you wish to be one by Blood you must face and kill a blood agent with his own sword- the worst death that can be delivered to one. And When you do. You will know power." after speaking he walked into the shadows and dissapearing..

"Those robots are crazy," thought Agent 9. He proceeded into the door with his guard ready, not knowing what the future held.

Agent 55-b warned 9 of the dangerous of not being blood. And he would wait to see if he would take his warning...... As Agent 9 walked into the agency. Other Agents walked around answering phones and moving equipment around, the Firing ranges are in full swing, combat arenas stained red with blood of those who lost thier challanges. A group of Agents watched from the top levels. thier Armor much different from other Black agents, numbering only 98 the group stayed in the dark just visible to everyone. As 9 waked around he was pushed away as an agent was being carted away missing his leg, and his eye blown out. His screams drowned out by the sound of the firing range. As 9 continued he recieved looks of agents baring the swords of the fallen, looking for thier next.

ooc: ALright, but to SMITH that type of blade = next to impossible, and it's your move, Kiera had just revived/woken.

Agent 7 held Kiera by her head, cleaning her head of the sweat that the intense heat of the sword creation area. The doors opened and The metal rods the would become the swords glowed red with the reflection of the magma flowing around the smithing area. 7 carried her inside to complete thier mission, to become Black agents of Blood.

The heat brought Kiera fully back to consiousness and activity. Looking around, she tried to reconsile this dark, hot and noisy place with the sterility of the doctor's office.

Agent 55-b warned 9 of the dangerous of not being blood. And he would wait to see if he would take his warning...... As Agent 9 walked into the agency. Other Agents walked around answering phones and moving equipment around, the Firing ranges are in full swing, combat arenas stained red with blood of those who lost thier challanges. A group of Agents watched from the top levels. thier Armor much different from other Black agents, numbering only 98 the group stayed in the dark just visible to everyone. As 9 waked around he was pushed away as an agent was being carted away missing his leg, and his eye blown out. His screams drowned out by the sound of the firing range. As 9 continued he recieved looks of agents baring the swords of the fallen, looking for thier next.

Looking around, Agent 9 saw the "fallenness" of the room. He looked from person to person for a sign of where to go next. Not being able to verbally ask a question, he wrote it down on the piece of paper and tapped a man on his shoulder.

I am Agent 9... do you know where I should go?

OOC: Black agents= Hobbeebia= Black agents

The man looked behind him and pointed to a large door. One that had two very offical agents standing next to it. Then the man said

" You journy begins there. Stay strong and you will live. For not death by an enemy, but death but your lack to live." then the man turned and walked away, leaving agent 9 to his thoughts......

"Where am I?" Kiera said

Agent 7 looked at her and said

" This is the Armory. This is where we forge our weapons, and Armor. Keria this will be disfficult..... Are you ready...?"

Agent 9 thought about what he said for a moment - he thought he fully understood what he meant so he moved on. He walked over to the doors and waited for the guards to speak.

The guards looked at him and asked if he was ready....... And once he said yes the guard would open the door to what would be his greatest challange yet. The Armory awaited him.

" As soon as you are ready push open the dors and walk to the end, your mission will be waiting for you."

Not being able to speak, Agent 9 nodded to the guards and then pushed open the massive doors. Slowly, he made his across the room and looked to see what awaited him.

Faling on either side of 9 was molten metal and other molten elements. The walk way is only 6 feet wide and god only knows how long. And it would be this same molten metal that he would have to forge his Armor and weapons. The metal is Strong when melted but almost unbreakable when cooled and tempered. Adimantium only wished it could take as much as this metal could.... the temp of the hallway was reaching 200 degrees f.

a voice came form the hallway and told 9 what to do...


" Travel down this hallway for exactly 3000 steps, do not run or you will miss your mark. You hands are worn and tough, but this challange will see that your skin turns new...."

Agent 7 looked at her and said

" This is the Armory. This is where we forge our weapons, and Armor. Keria this will be disfficult..... Are you ready...?"
"What is it to be ready for?" She asked

Agent 9 began is long and slow march down the hallway. 917. The heat was extreme and Agent 9 was sweating immensely. 1788. The heat was beginning to effect his body, wearing him down. 2754. The heat was also beginning to wear on him mentally - for a second he almost lost count of his steps.

2998.... 2999.... 3000.

[bump]

A voice came from the walls...

" Your last task is one that comes with a choice. Enter the left door and you will become a black agent for the assasins company..enter to the right And You enter the world of the Black agents family. Beware once you have made the choice you can go back. You have time to think about your choices. Do you have questions.....?"

Not that he knew what the Black Agent's Family was, but Agent 9 decided to choose that path anyway. Not being able to ask questions as a result of his loss of voice, he proceeded into the door on the right.

The voice returned.....

" You have decided to choose the path of the Family. Unlike to company agents you hold a special place in our ranks.The materials you will use to make your weapons and armor is a special metal that is only used by us of the family. You now hold a new place our history. If you looked around you would have noticed the other agent looking down upon you as you walked. they are the family. Thier training never done, Thier lives normal to everyone else in the world but also carry a special sign. Your Blood is the sign of your belonging to the family. The rules are different for those in the family. You where tought that if caught you were on your own.... No longer will this be true. We are family- We look after our own. Now look around you, see your tools. You may now Forge your kinship......"


OOC: in other words You know belong to the cult like version of the Black agents which operate more like a family then a company of assasins. You can lead normal lives in the world, get a wife, have children- And you recieve more training. And your armor will be different then those of the company.....

ooc: I assume that means I can now forge my weapons and armor...
IC:

Agent 9 worked for a very long time in the blazing heat - He struggled to maintain consciousness and not pass out from dehydration. After many uncountable hours of work, he finally emerged with a glorious piece of armor, fit exactly to his body measurements, and two perfectly identical swords of godlike quality.

He made his way out of the intense heat and regained his normal status in a room nearby.

ooc2: what now?

As 9 regained his bearings the voice returned.


" You task is not yet complete...... You still need your pistol. And your swords are not yet done. They must still be blood forged...... Return to the Armory there you will find a vat of blood, Blood that you have shed and made others shed in your training. It is the blood of your and your fallen. Dip your sword back in to the molten metal again make them red hot and dip the sword in....."

Sigh... Agent 9 was slightly frustrated that he had not been given those instructions in the first place, but nonetheless he returned to the armory. He was slightly refreshed from his brief period outside of the blazing tempertures and was able to again persist in the heat.

Returning to the spot where he had forged his sword, Agent 9 dipped it back into the molten metal, as instructed, and then dipped it in the provided blood. He let it cool as he began working on his pistol. It took significantly more time to create than his swords, though when he finished it was well worth the time - with a grip perfectly contoured to his hand and an almost unbreakable structure. He believed he was finally finished with the armory and wandered back outside to regain himself.

OOC: I am starting to feel like God....lol


And The voice said...


You now have eveything you need to live a life of an agent. You may now Choose your nation of dwelling. Live a full life, a hapey life, but remember we may call upon you at anytime. And never let anyone know you are Black agent- Take it to your grave. Proceed to the same door you first came in, You will recieve your first pay check.....

ooc: lol
IC:

Agent 9 nodded in understanding, asumming that the voice could see him. With his gun, armor and swords in hand, he proceeded out the same massive door in which he had to fight the robotic agent and looked around for his paycheck.

The shadows lifted As the room became super bright. And out of a single door walked out Agent 1. In his hands was a check which stated over 12,000,000 USD. Agent 1 handed his the check and put out his hand as to shake his, and said

" You voice will return soon. Welcome to our family Agent 9."

After speaking agent 1 tunred and walked back into the same little door. the the room returned to darkness......

Agent 9 looked at the check, even though money wasn't that important to him, as his background provided him with more than enough in times past. He then nodded and extended his hand to meet the handshake.

As the light returned to darkness, he decided to explore the facility more extensively.

The facility was more active then normal. Other agents ran to the dueling arena, There 2 agent where wearing thier armor and had thier swords drawn. the two charged each other slamming thier swords together making sparks, and then they both push back, then charge again- but this time one chopped for the knees and the other one went for his head. The two were both great fighters everytime one would make a move the other would counter and block the attack. Both fighters flipped around like fip out of water, thier fighting style very fluid, and acrobatic. The a shot rang out, Both fighter had thier pistols drawn, both smoking.. then a ding sound was made, two bullets hit in mid air. Both fighter breathing very heavily. Then they return to thier swords. The first fighter jumps and slashes at the other, but misses and cut an obstacle in half. And just as the first fighter turns around a slicing sound is heard and a head drops to the ground and blood spills......

ooc: post 81, response?

"What is it to be ready for?" She asked

OOC: so sorry I didn't see it...



7 picked up a hammer and looked at her and said.

" This is where we Blood forge our armor, swords, and pistols. And We forge our lives from this point. Kiera I would rather be fighting a hundred soldiers then do this now..... It would be much easier." as he finish he took one knee on the hot ground and took her hand and pulled out a ring, A ring made of gold and a single gem in the middle....



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The gem is a blood ruby- formed from 7's Blood.

Agent 9 had wandered over to the dueling area and watched the intense fight. Just before one of the agents' head was cut off, Agent 9 turned around and didn't look. He heard the sound of it hitting the grond with a thud, What a waste...

ooc: I believe Theao's character's name is Kiera not Keria (just a heads up)

Agent 9 had wandered over to the dueling area and watched the intense fight. Just before one of the agents' head was cut off, Agent 9 turned around and didn't look. He heard the sound of it hitting the grond with a thud, What a waste...


" A waste....? How could you THINK such a thing. Duels are how we determine the better agents. He died because he was weaker, and not as skilled as the other. You are lucky no one has challanged you...." said A company Black agent , not knowing that 9 was a meber of the family, becuase he was not wearing his armor.


OOC: Family armor looks very different from company armor.

ooc: by the way, he didn't actually say the words "What a waste," he only thought them - as he is still unable to speak ;).

OOC: he can read minds.... Pis-ops member

OOC: he can read minds.... Pis-ops member

ooc: o... okay then.
IC:

Figuring that the agent was reading his mind, considering there would be no other way to know what he was thinking, Agent 9 expressed his opinion in thoughts. And, why should he die for being weaker? Where is the line drawn? Everybody is weaker than somebody else... save one. Should everyone die and leave only the one strongest left....

OOC: so sorry I didn't see it...
7 picked up a hammer and looked at her and said.

" This is where we Blood forge our armor, swords, and pistols. And We forge our lives from this point. Keria I would rather be fighting a hundred soldiers then do this now..... It would be much easier." as he finish he took one knee on the hot ground and took her hand and pulled out a ring, A ring made of gold and a single gem in the middle....
Kiera decided to tease K. With an innocent smile she asked, "That's a beautiful ring, is it for someone I know?"

" There is a line. And to have a duel the other must accept. Also Death is not always the outcome.... Death Duels are extremely rare. Duels normally run only for position. You are one of the family..... You could have stopped this duel. You have that power.... Well welll look at the time. I have a mind crushing soon. Keep you wits about you Psi-ops are everywhere. It keeps traitors out.." The agent walked away to leave 9 to his thoughts....

Kiera decided to tease K. With an innocent smile she asked, "That's a beautiful ring, is it for someone I know?"


7 played back saying....

" I'm pretty sure you know her.. She's about this tall, looks like this ( while touching her face). And has a body of an angel.... Do you remeber her now?"

"I think I do." Kiera replied mischieviously, "And I'm sure the answer will be yes once you ask the question."

7 looked into her eyes and asked...

" Kiera Will you marry me? will you marry this poor excuse of man?"

"Of course I will marry you, but not a poor excuse of a man. Of course I don't see a poor excuse of a man in front of me." She said as she let him slid the ring on her finger and kissed him.

After the kiss 7 looked at the flowing molten metal And thought to himself

" This is not going to be easy.." Then loking at Kiera he said

" Well Lets get to it..." then grabing a molten metal scooper and scooping some into an Armor cast.....

Kiera followed his example as she trusted he knew what he was doing.

" There is a line. And to have a duel the other must accept. Also Death is not always the outcome.... Death Duels are extremely rare. Duels normally run only for position. You are one of the family..... You could have stopped this duel. You have that power.... Well welll look at the time. I have a mind crushing soon. Keep you wits about you Psi-ops are everywhere. It keeps traitors out.." The agent walked away to leave 9 to his thoughts....

Interesting... Agent 9 thought as the Psi-ops left. He decided to search out a library if they had one at the Black Agents Headquarters. Perhaps there he could learn more, as well as possibly figuring out how to get his voice back.

OOC: There is one, it's just down the hall to you left.....lol
DMG just say what you want ( within reason...) for now. I never really thought about a library.... so you got to wing it.

OOC: There is one, it's just down the hall to you left.....lol
DMG just say what you want ( within reason...) for now. I never really thought about a library.... so you got to wing it.

ooc: I see you renewed your account.
ooc2: I will... just wanted to have something for him to do in the meantime.

OOC: yes I have--- I will now accept my welcome back gifts- Gold bars no less then 99% purity. Leave them on your way to read......( Shifting eys )

- meanwhile back with 7 and Kiera....

7 and Kiera continued to cast aand mold the armor. 7 made a more rustic look, looking like the white ranger off of The power rangers first movie... Only black. And his two swords made in the traditional Katana style, and built ultra thin and ultra sharp. And his pistols looked like pieces of jewlary then pistols........

Kiera worked on her armour, it taking a form similar to the evil green ranger, from the vintage MMPR, while adopting a similar sword style as K. Her pistols were elegant, beautiful things with functionality in no way hindered by the work done on it.

Hobbeebia/TBA: It seems that you and I share something in common. I am sure the date January 2nd means something to you...

There is only one way to settle this... pistols at dawn.

Yes The date does..... And If it pistols you want- Its pistols you'll get.

- meanwhile back with 7 and Kiera....

7 and Kiera continued to cast aand mold the armor. 7 made a more rustic look, looking like the white ranger off of The power rangers first movie... Only black. And his two swords made in the traditional Katana style, and built ultra thin and ultra sharp. And his pistols looked like pieces of jewlary then pistols........


With the swords complete he then dipped them in the blood vat... the Blood sizzled and boiled from the heat of the blades. When 7 looked at them the Blades held a Blood red glow to the blade color. 7 then closed his eyes and put the new swords in their scabbards(SP). His armor also garnished, and pistol loaded and hostered. He only waited for Kiera....

ooc: yes pistols... *looks around... picks up a brick and hurls it at TBA*
IC:

Agent 9 had found the librarry a short time later. After entering it he began browsing the shelves and all the books they held. Eventually he chose a book titled The Arts and settled down at a desk with a computer on it. He touched a button on the front and it stirred to life as he opened the book and began reading.

OOC: The new installment to the life of our agents in now up you may contunie here as long as needed. the new installment features the Betrayal of another family member..... In the new one time is forwarded about 5 years your history for that time is yours to decide....

OOC: The new installment to the life of our agents in now up you may contunie here as long as needed. the new installment features the Betrayal of another family member..... In the new one time is forwarded about 5 years your history for that time is yours to decide....

ooc: very cool...
edit: so is this thread over?

No this will continue as long as you need it to. Remember there is a 5 years break in time.... You have atleast five years worth of Rp left in this one....

With the swords complete he then dipped them in the blood vat... the Blood sizzled and boiled from the heat of the blades. When 7 looked at them the Blades held a Blood red glow to the blade color. 7 then closed his eyes and put the new swords in their scabbards(SP). His armor also garnished, and pistol loaded and hostered. He only waited for Kiera....
Keira followed K's example, through she intended to craft a special scabbard for each of her blades. After oiling, polishing and buffing the armour and pistol, she turned to K and asked, "What now?"

Agent 9 had finished speed reading through the book, which he had found very interesting. But now it was down to business... He quickly logged on to the computer and brought up a web browser and a digital library database program. After trying a couple of search terms, he found one that proved successful in its search: Loss of Voice, Cure. It had come up with 9,321,234 results, however it filtered it down to 7 useful and reliable results. He quickly scanned through each article before deciding to try the fifth one.

A rare polynesian flower, notable by its blue and yellow stripes petals, holds the cure to a dramatic loss of voice caused by trauma. It is only found on the northern slopes of the highest mountains in the Polynesian triangle and grows very sporadically. By grinding up the flower and adding it to scarce sage oil, it can prove to be a very efficient potion. One flower's contents is all that is needed to make a dose for an average human as well as eight ounces of sage oil.

"I guess that settles it then..." Agent 9 thought to himself.

Keira followed K's example, through she intended to craft a special scabbard for each of her blades. After oiling, polishing and buffing the armour and pistol, she turned to K and asked, "What now?"


7 looked at her and said


" And now we decide if we want white flowers or regular red roses..."

Agent 9 logged off and turned the computer off before returning the book to its shelf. After doing so, he exited the library calmly and proceeded down the hall toward's the exit of the headquarts. Without another word he was off on his journey across the world...

7 looked at her and said


" And now we decide if we want white flowers or regular red roses..."
"And what is the difference?" She asked

As Agent 9 walked down the hallway which lead to the entrance, he pulled out a piece of paper and quickly scribbled something on it. As he reached the exit, he opened the door and walked out, dropping the piece of paper behind him; on it, it read, I will be back...

And with the sound of a helicopter dusting off... he was gone into the night.