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Crimson 136 pushed open the rooftop entrance doors with a gloved hand, the other carrying a foil-padded, mesh steel briefcase. This hit had been assigned by a different agent than usual, so other than his .50 Cal Modified sniper rifle, a titanium Katana also joined him as a security measure. It only took one 'hazing' in the form of a squad of trained military for him to prepare. Unfolding the components of the sniper rifle, he constructed it with practised efficiency and aimed in the square. He'd been informed that the legendary 1314 was here, but was being taken care of by the numerous voices from his earpiece. That wasn't his objective. One of the Senator's aides also had an idea for assassination, and he was to stop it. Increasing the magnification on the scope, 136 tested airspeed and calibrated his shot accordingly. The Coriolis effect had no place at this range. 'Desolo,' he said clearly. As always, his target seemed to hear him, and looked up, just as the silenced round effectively decapitated them. The gun was already packed up before the screams began, and the Katana sheathed within his suit jacket. 136 walked into the elevator and hit the button for the ground floor.

The greeting package of a canister of tear gas was more than enough for Crimson to put his briefcase down and pull out his Katana. He had forged it himself, to have a spring-loaded release system, so that it was small enough to conceal. The touch of his gloved hands sent an unlock code to the springs, pushing the hidden part of the blade out and locking it in place there. The tear gas had no effect. The administration of any foreign gas was accepted by his body and merely served to produce extra adrenaline. They only made him more pumped up than before. A rush of soldiers entered the elevator. In the fog of the tear gas, they had no hope. Relentlessly killing with engineered glee, it was only obvious they'd been decimated when the smoke lifted. Picking up an M4 from a soldiers sliced corpse, 136 proceeded to eliminate the remainder of troops that had been assigned to clean up the mess. He accepted it as standard protocol, the government couldn't just do nothing about snipers going around killing people. For 136, it was training. To the government, it was making them look like they'd tried, and also a way to rid them of unsuitable recruits, soldiers who'd fallen from favour, or general execution. Dropping the now empty M4, he picked up his briefcase, and left the hotel lobby, which was stained with bullet holes and blood.

OOC: Hope this is ok being here... didn't want to interrupt your fight, but also wanted to get into the overall story somehow. Crimson 136's story and background will be explained more later.

OOC: Woops! Well, how about he threw the grenade upwards?

OOC: Yeah that's what I planned out to respond, I acted that 1314 threw the grenade in as he was falling. And Otori, thankyou for joining, we need more people!

OOC:Well, I recently finished Hitman: Blood Money so I was immediately interested... can someone explain what kind of tech is around in this story? I noticed there were clones and augmentations so my character has a couple... but I'm not sure overall what's the limit.

OOC: yeah, it gets a little slow with only two people!
It's MT/PMT for Conserative Morality, I think FT for greywatch, and 1314 is more advanced then the rest of Conserative morality.

1314 continued to run through the streets. It'd take at least a few minutes before the police or army could catch up to him, but it wasn't them he was worried about...

OOC: MT/PMT/FT? No idea what that means exactly. The tech from Greywatch varies based on which part you're taking on, its an empire consisting of 3 star systems and 19 planets and it has 6 primary races. The Greywatch gov't is also broken down into several parts, the humans are by far the most complex. The person I'm using now is Forbidden Ministry soldier and has different abilities than the Council of Dragon people I was using earlier. Specifics will become more obvious as the story continues.

IC: The man walked out of the alleyway and watch the sniper run. "Oh well," he muttered, he couldn't be bothered to chase after the sniper.

MT=Modern tech, FT=Future tech, PMT= Post-modern technology (About 50-100 years)

OOC: Okay, definately FT

1314 leaned aganst the wall. He was pinned down by the army, they even brought in a HAWC (Heavy Armored Weapons Chassis) to take him down. This would have been much easier if they had the old uniforms, like the other soldiers that entered the building, but these had the new powered armor. He leaned out a little to take a few shots and burst after burst flew past his head. Shit... how am I gonna take care of this...

1314 smiled as he watched the soldiers leave from the rooftops. His illusion was pretty powerful, powerful enough to fool them at least. He made his way back to the parade grounds. He'd bet that the man was still waiting for him...

The man didn't feel it was worth chasing the sniper so instead he watched the parade. He wasn't concerned about what would happen if he failed at his mission. How boring... Why can't I get any decent targets?

1314 put his pistol to the back of the man's head. "Remember me?"

OCC: anyway i can get in this?

OOC: Just start. No signup thread as far as I know.

"Hmm?" The man looked back to see the sniper. "Close range combat? I never thought I'd have the honor." He lifted his leg and threw it into the man's knee without even turning around. The man then pushed off the ground with amazing force, launching himself into the air and onto a nearby building.

OOC: North, nice to see you again man, jump on in!

OOC: Just start. No signup thread as far as I know.

OCC: ya but i need to know how i can enter, its not like my guy can just pop out of thin air.

OCC: ya but i need to know how i can enter, its not like my guy can just pop out of thin air.

Give yourself a reason, Otori said he was a guard/speical service member. Make up something and choose a side.

Give yourself a reason, Otori said he was a guard/speical service member. Make up something and choose a side.

OCC: Can your guy assinate one of my generals that comes to visit, and then one of his men can go on a personal hunt for the sniper?

"Hmm?" The man looked back to see the sniper. "Close range combat? I never thought I'd have the honor." He lifted his leg and threw it into the man's knee without even turning around. The man then pushed off the ground with amazing force, launching himself into the air and onto a nearby building.
1314 quickly dropped down to one knee, and then stood back up. All this was just a ruse to put pressure on the man's heart. The nanites were undoubtly already starting to cut up his heart. 1314 pulled out his Rifle. "Why do you do this? Why are you after me?" 1314 shouted over to the man...
OCC: anyway i can get in this?
Nice to see ya! Sure thing.

OOC: More government-mandated assassin with his own agendas but yeah, he's adaptive :P

IC: Back at the parade grounds, a transmission told Crimson that 1314 was still at large, but under attack. His optional objective was to confront and assist in his elimination. 1314 was a famed assassin, but Crimson wasn't too unknown either. Waiting in rank, he overheard with his augmented hearing the beginning of the fight. Pulling his katana out, he watched as 1314's fellow combatant leapt onto a building. Impressive. Enabling his invisibility and coating his katana with death imitation serum, he crept behind 1314. 'Some of us choose to. But others cannot. I choose, to preserve a fellow assassin.' He whispered in 1314's ear. 136 made a slight incision, enough for the serum to enter 1314. 'This will slow your heart, and slow the nanites. I have no friend amongst most of your enemies, but the government will stop their protection if I don't obey direct commands. Thankfully they didn't give me one for your death as they consider you taken care of.' Still invisible, he cleaned the blade and sheathed it, then hid in the shadows.

CM capital

General Grandeer Damitov waved to a small crowd as he and his body guards made there way to the capital building in a olive green military jeep, his guards waved there helmets at the crowds which cheered for there ally. Sgt. Maker Williams waved his helmet as well, throwing out candy for some of the small children, he was dressed in military combat uniform, and he had a helmet with a red star with golden hammer and sickle upon it.

1314 scoffed. "I can read your memories... And everything that happens is a memory. I know where you are hiding. And I can prove it." 1314 drew his gun, and emptied an entire clip on 136. And each one was on a straight path to 136's heart. 1314 closed his eyes for a moment, and commanded the nanites to destroy the serum. Wouldn't take long. He then backed up aganst a wall to keep a close eye on both of his combatants...

The man watched as the disturbance behind 1314 made him begin emptying his clip on what appeared to be nothing. Hmm? No one can take my targets. He swung his sword sending another wave of air blades at the sniper. He smiled as he felt the nanites crawling inside of him. The Forbidden Ministry made sure he was ready for such a situation.

1314 quickly dropped to the ground after seeing the air blades come at him. "I ask you again, why are you doing this?" He shouted to the man...

"Because I was ordered to. There's nothing more to it than that." The man called back to the sniper.

1314 smiled. "So you blindly follow the orders of your supioriors? I pity you. Hvae you no will of your own?" 1314 called out, trying to probe his mind for information...

"Perhaps. But I don't have much else to do. Why not? I suppose I like following orders." As the sniper sifted through the man's mind he would be struck with too much information to comprehend, the small bits and pieces that were clear were not the man's own memories. "You must like what you see. Is my mind interesting?" The man sent another wave of air blades at the sniper.

1314 rolled to the side. "You truly are sad. I won't regret killing you, since mindless drones, such as yourself, are truly the tool for man's greatest follies." He started assembling his railgun, piece by piece...

The man watched as the sniper assembled the railgun. "Don't think I'm that easy. Just you watch this." The man clicked his fingers and ground beneath the sniper momentarily turned to mush, he watched as the sniper sank for a few seconds before the ground hardened around his knees. "You're very right in calling me a drone, but being a drone has benefits. For starters, my hive mind allows me to block your psychic spying." The man jumped down to the street. He was about 40 feet from the sniper and he was walking slowly towards him. "What now may I ask? I doubt you even know what my ability is..."

The man watched as the sniper assembled the railgun. "Don't think I'm that easy. Just you watch this." The man clicked his fingers and ground beneath the sniper momentarily turned to mush, he watched as the sniper sank for a few seconds before the ground hardened around his knees. "You're very right in calling me a drone, but being a drone has benefits. For starters, my hive mind allows me to block your psychic spying." The man jumped down to the street. He was about 40 feet from the sniper and he was walking slowly towards him. "What now may I ask? I doubt you even know what my ability is..."

OCC: the general needs to be killed for my guy to really enter the story.

136 felt the bullets penetrate his second self. 'No honour amongst assassins...' 136 thought to himself, wincing even with the reduced pain. A transmission later and he was reassigned to another target. Pounding the pavement for several minutes, another transmission told him his optimum angle for the shot, and ascended the outer wall of the building. After assembling his sniper rifle, he scoped around the capital building. He saw the General, and, uttering the cursed word, shot him. The .50 cal round struck the General's eye and continued, killing a guard behind him.

Minutes later, 136 was out of the building, and heading to a multi-level garage for his parked armoured black BMW. Starting the car, he pulled out and drove past the capital building. Pandemonium descended after he had pulled that trigger. But something made him feel, as if someone were aware. Like eyes on the back of his neck, through the tinted windows. Driving off, he headed for the highway.

OOC: 136 can split himself once, leaving behind a kind of, image of himself. I wasn't trying to cheat death, I just found it an opportune moment to introduce it. Also, I killed the general. If it wasn't me you wanted to do it, I can edit.

OOC: Don't worry. 1314 has cheated death more then once. Just ask Greywatch :p.

OCC: already killed

The general's head exploded with a splat, spraying blood, his hand that waved dropped and his body slouched forward, the driver immediatly stopped the car, the man behind the general held his chest where a gaping hole was, he fell out the side of the jeep onto the street. Maker and two other guards jumped out of the truck and began making a sprint towards the shots location, they each had AK-47's.

1314 laughed. You think this can stop me? 1314 started to tear apart the ground beneath him, while simultaneously assembling the rail gun. I love telekinesis...

OOC: Don't worry. 1314 has cheated death more then once. Just ask Greywatch :p.

OOC: Both our guys have

The man had heard the shot, "What the hell?" He forgot all about the sniper and ran towards the parade grounds to see what had happened. His hive mind was already showing all the others he was bound to what had happened.

OOC: Both our guys have
OOC: Espicially that bullet dodge :D. But yeah, we cheat death all the time. I think it's because we geniunly like our characters.

1314 aimed slowly. A little to the left, a little to the left... THERE! 1314 fired the railgun, and watched as the recoil sent him flying backwards, and essentially blast apart the rail gun. But THIS shot wouldn't miss...

The man twisted as he heard the shot and brought up his sword. It was barely a miss, he got the sword up just in time and his cheek had been burned as the bullet clipped him. He fell back but used his hand to flip himself back up and contiued running toward the commotion. His body began to move faster and soon the only thing that could be seen was the image of his shape between steps.

OOC: This is a skill that few Greywatch soldiers have, its essentially a very fast run that makes the user invisible between steps, but when they have to push off the ground for another burst of speed, their image becomes seeable for about a second.

1314 started to run after the man. He held up his coil rifle, and fired at him as he went. But then, 1314 stopped. The other assassin. He could see him driving down the road. Stopping, he pulled out his sniepr rifle. He aimed for his head, following him through the streets. As he turned a corner, 1314 pulled the trigger...

The man had heard the shot, "What the hell?" He forgot all about the sniper and ran towards the parade grounds to see what had happened. His hive mind was already showing all the others he was bound to what had happened.

Maker and his two other men, a private and corporal had there AK's up in the air, scanning for any target, they would get the son of a bitch that had taken there general's life. The General hat lay on the ground, blood running down the emblem of the people's army.

1314 turned his attention to the two men after the he fired the shot. He chuckled. Did they really expect to find anyone? They'd have a better chance at figuring out how to turn lead into gold. No assassin stood still after completing an assassination...

The man dodged the bullets that 1314 fired at thim, watching as people ahead of him were hit by the shots. As he saw three soldiers rushing out of the crowd he stopped, his sword was still in his hands.

The three soldiers saw the man, they all raised there weapons " Put the weapon down, we want to talk to you!" the 7.62 round was ready to slam into the enemy if he revealed himself.

The man held his sword firm and instead let the flat part of the sword lay on his shoulder, "What about may I ask?" He stared at the soldiers ahead of him, More useless people. What could they possibly want?

As 136 drove, a sniper round was narrowly caught in the bulletproof glass of his car. He saw three men who were in the late General's army with Avtomat Kalashnikov 1947's, trying to talk to 1314's assailant. Grabbing a silenced Desert Eagle from the seat next to him, he set the window down on that side and drove past, blindfiring into the three. He had driven off before he saw the damage.

1314 started running at full speed. If he ran fast enough, he'd be able to catch 136 on the next turn. As 136 quickly made the turn, 1314 leaped down onto his windsheild...

As 136 drove, a sniper round was narrowly caught in the bulletproof glass of his car. He saw three men who were in the late General's army with Avtomat Kalashnikov 1947's, trying to talk to 1314's assailant. Grabbing a silenced Desert Eagle from the seat next to him, he set the window down on that side and drove past, blindfiring into the three. He had driven off before he saw the damage.

The rounds missed the group, they turned and began to hail there assault rifles onto the escaping vehicle. Maker sat on one knee chipping off round after round.

With trained precision, 136 shot out of the window, aiming at 1314 in general. He performed a handbrake turn and swerved into oncoming traffic, weaving between the cars, hoping to throw 1314 off. Turning around once again, he returned to where the others where and swerved again, next to the assailant. 'You couldn't remove him could you?' He asked, pointing at the tenacious 1314.

The man swung his sword blocking most of the bullets, some of the others entered his 'personal bubble' and angled off in slightly different directions. More innocents were cut down because of the spray. He didn't even bother to look back at the soldiers but instead ran for a short way after the two assassins. He then stopped after running about a minute, Oh nevermind. If those two kill each other its not my problem. He sheithed the sword and stood for moment wondering what to do next. Just then he saw the other assassin come back with 1314 on his window. "The hell kinda day is this?" He muttered.

The man swung his sword blocking most of the bullets, some of the others entered his 'personal bubble' and angled off in slightly different directions. More innocents were cut down because of the spray. He didn't even bother to look back at the soldiers but instead ran for a short way after the two assassins. He then stopped after running about a minute, Oh nevermind. If those two kill each other its not my problem. He sheithed the sword and stood for moment wondering what to do next.

The group of soldiers haulted a car and commondered it(idk how to spell it sorry lol). The tires screeched as they began chasing the two assasins, Corporal Jackson leaned out of the window, his AK still cooling from the previous fireing, they were picking up speed.

1314 broke the glass window, and with nearly superhuman strength, lifted 136 out of the car with one hand. As the car continued to spin, 1314 threw 136 towards the three soldiers, and jumped off as the car spun into a building. Taking out his rifle, he managed a quick shot at the stranger...
OOC: That's whoever your guy is Greywatch, this is my last post for tonight.

The man watched the shot come towards him and then veer off like all the others into a nearby citizen. Wow are people slow... No one wants to acknowledge the fact that those kind of things won't work on me.

'Damnit! I just fixed that bloody car last week,' 136 managed to cough out after being thrown into a car. Planting a mine to one of the wheels of the car, he rolled away and detonated. Reloading the D.Eagle, he prepared for reaction from everyone.

The man watched as calamity unfolded; with a simple, quick wave of his arm, pieces of incoming shrapnel were torn to pieces. Interesting...

The explosioin made the car roll, the corporal was killed, so was the private, Maker rolled out of the upside down vehicle and gathered the remaining ammunition, he was dazed as blood ran down his face.

Walking over to 1314's assailant cautiously, 136 asked, 'Who are you? I know this government isn't the only with a deathwish for 1314... but I haven't been informed of you, only in that 1314 was 'taken care of'. So who are you, super-enhanced soldier?'

Watching the beautiful after-effects of the explosion he noticed an injured person begin to crawl out. 'Huh. Tenacious git...' Taking aim, he put his finger on the trigger.

Walking over to 1314's assailant cautiously, 136 asked, 'Who are you? I know this government isn't the only with a deathwish for 1314... but I haven't been informed of you, only in that 1314 was 'taken care of'. So who are you, super-enhanced soldier?'

Watching the beautiful after-effects of the explosion he noticed an injured person begin to crawl out. 'Huh. Tenacious git...' Taking aim, he put his finger on the trigger.

Maker brought his AK-47 up, his vision blurry, his sights scanned the area, he squinted, the car's wreckage smoked.

The man unshiethed his sword and used it to block the muzzle of the gun. "There is no need for you to know who I am, I would expect you to know about the two who were here before me. Ghost and Guardian, one of them met with the governor, I expect you know at least a little about that?" The man watched as a single person crawled out of the overturned vehicle. "I'm an information collector, for lack of a better term. I'm also meant to tie up some loose ends that concern the sniper 1314." The man looked at the assassin and then at the soldier. Hmm... there's something else going on here it seems.

Maker slinged his AK-47 over his shoulder and began to crawl off the round to find better cover, the accident had thrown him around pretty good.

The man watched as the crash survivor crawled away. He then turned to the assassin, "So may I ask why you're here?"

OOC: Last post for tonight

'A tad... information collector? With your abilities, I would deem it more, information and assimilation to this country... possibly pre-empting an invasion. That or I watch too much sci-fi. And, uh, he presumes I'm the sniper who shot his General. Naturally, I didn't. But I was here to prevent an assassination, with an assassination. Although, there's a certain point where a murder is no longer murder but an assassination, and I doubt a Senator's aide is past that point... I was also told to optionally aid you in eliminating 1314, and then to, uh, assassinate the General. Rough day today. But hell, I'll get the rest of the week to get some money with my own hits so...' 136 said. 'Do you mind if I just cap this guy? It's hard to recover a car from a building with some Rambo-esque guy shooting at you.' He asked, pointing at the injured soldier. 'Ah, I'll just break his fingers... hold on.' 136 went over to the soldier and took his gun, then bent his fingers all the way back, producing cracking sounds. 'I'll be off now... cya around maybe.' Walking through the gaping hole produced by his car in the building, he got in and drove off, heading for the repair shop.

OOC: Last post too.

'A tad... information collector? With your abilities, I would deem it more, information and assimilation to this country... possibly pre-empting an invasion. That or I watch too much sci-fi. And, uh, he presumes I'm the sniper who shot his General. Naturally, I didn't. But I was here to prevent an assassination, with an assassination. Although, there's a certain point where a murder is no longer murder but an assassination, and I doubt a Senator's aide is past that point... I was also told to optionally aid you in eliminating 1314, and then to, uh, assassinate the General. Rough day today. But hell, I'll get the rest of the week to get some money with my own hits so...' 136 said. 'Do you mind if I just cap this guy? It's hard to recover a car from a building with some Rambo-esque guy shooting at you.' He asked, pointing at the injured soldier. 'Ah, I'll just break his fingers... hold on.' 136 went over to the soldier and took his gun, then bent his fingers all the way back, producing cracking sounds. 'I'll be off now... cya around maybe.' Walking through the gaping hole produced by his car in the building, he got in and drove off, heading for the repair shop.

OOC: Last post too.

OOC: Isn't that a contradiction? "He presumes I'm the sniper that shot the General. Naturally, I didn't." And then you say, "I was told to aid you... and then to, uh, assassinate the General. Plus I don't think anyone's gonna believe you didn't kill the General when you're spraying bullets at his soldiers.

IC: The man watched as the assassin drove off, The hell just happened. Way to complex... His hive mind wasn't too sure about what was happening either, most of the others were busy doing their own things at this point. The man stood for a minute wondering what he should do next.

OOC: Isn't that a contradiction? "He presumes I'm the sniper that shot the General. Naturally, I didn't." And then you say, "I was told to aid you... and then to, uh, assassinate the General. Plus I don't think anyone's gonna believe you didn't kill the General when you're spraying bullets at his soldiers.

IC: The man watched as the assassin drove off, The hell just happened. Way to complex... His hive mind wasn't too sure about what was happening either, most of the others were busy doing their own things at this point. The man stood for a minute wondering what he should do next.

OCC: im going to ignore my hand being broken, as you rped that i would have just sit there and taken it.

Maker got to his, his assault rifle at his hip, but slightly towards the sky. He went over and checked on his freinds, they were dead, Maker's hands went over his face as he cryed, slamming his fist into the car(not to hard lol). He picked up his comrades dogtags, and sat down next to him.

OOC: Sat down next to who? Me?

OCC: his dead freind, his body is hanging out the side door.

OOC: Ah.

IC:
"I will assume there's nothing more to be done here then." The man adjusted his shades and began walking down the street, past the overturned car, in the opposite direction of the assassin. I wonder what intersting things this city has got... maybe I ca go get something to eat?

Maker leveled his AK towards the man walking away stop " Freeze!, your coming with me right fucking now!!!" he began to walk towards the assasin.

The man turned around and looked at the soldier, "In your current condition I doubt you're in any place to command me to do anything." He said without emotion. He stopped for a moment before turning away. Who the hell does that guy think he is?

Maker continued to put less and less distance between the two, he fired two warning shots. " Your not going to stop, we will bring more men, you can't run forever, if you would just come with me we can sort things out."

"Currently I'm not running, I'm walking." The man said back to the soldier without turning around, it wasn't the first time he'd been shot at. "And there's nothing to be worked out, from what I've gathered, your general is dead, he was shot, and I only have a sword. That already eliminates me as a suspect, also, the man who just drove off admitted he recieved the order to kill your general, and there's no way I could be associated with him because otherwise he wouldn't of left me here." The man then jumped onto a fence that was beside the path, he began to walk on it with perfect balance. He continued at his pace before jumping off onto the path. Well this isn't boring at all... He thought to himself. He sheithed his sword and began walking at a faster pace, Now I'm hungry... I wonder if there are any good resturaunts around?

Maker cursed and called Hq, a jeep was coming to pick him up and take him to the embassy, he took cover at the car for the time being.

The man stopped for a moment as he watched the soldier retreating to the overturned car. Far more logical a move than the one's I've seen so far. Maybe these people do actually have some sense after all. The man continued walking down the street, he was leaving the parade grounds and was walking into a denser part of the city.

1314 put his hand to the back of the man's head. "Feeling a little pressure?" 1314 asked as he started to tear the man's skull with his telekinetic powers...

OOC: You REALLY need a name for this guy.

"No. But can I ask if things ae heating up out here." He felt 1314's arm burst into flame and smiled. He took a full swing and landed a solid punch in the sniper's face as he spun around. "You will no longer doubt me. I am one of the Cryptic monsters created by the Forbidden Ministry to serve as an elite soldier in the Greywatch Special Forbidden Forces unit. I am here to erase you. From now on, you will know me only as Virus." The man stretched his arms out and unleashed a powerful gust of wind toward the sniper.

"DEAR GOD!" 1314 shouted. He quickly got up and grabbed Virus' face. That's probably hurting him almost as much as me. 1314 grimiced, tears starting to well up in his eyes from the pain.

Virus growled angrily as the sniper began crushing his face. Blood began to leak from behind his eyes, "Yes... YES. Bring it, muster all of your strength!" Virus was ecstatic with the way things were turning out, he gave the sniper a solid blow to the stomach and began to smile. His black teeth glimmered in the sunlight.

1314 stood, hands still on Virus' face. "You... Think... A punch will... stop me?" 1314 muttered weakly. He could see his flesh burning. He couldn't keep this up much longer...

Virus smiled, he was happy even though the sniper's hands crushing his skull made maintaining the fire difficult. "You're right," he said as more blood began to flow from his eyes, nose, and mouth, "You won't go down so easily." He then began landing punch after punch into 1314's stomach, being sure to land each one in the same exact place. He then let forth a horrifying roar that could be heard for miles away. I wonder how much attention this'll bring... I wonder how popular I'll be. Maybe I will become a hero, HA, a monster that is also a HERO!!

Maker heard the wild like call, he must investigate. As the jeep pulled up it contained three more soldiers from the embassy, they began speeding towards the sound of battle between the two death dancers.

1314 couldn't stand it anymore. He quickly took his hand off virus' face, and used his telekinetic powers to destroy a fire hydrant and force the water towards his hand. He let out a sigh, and then turned his powers to Virus...

Virus looked at 1314 as he retreated. Black marking began to appear all over his face and his armor, a powerful energy was released, tearing apart his white robe. Underneath it was his armor, it was unusual, even to Greywatch standards. It consisted of multiple cable ran all over (and under) the skin, leaving open spaces that the skin could be seen through. The only solid pieces of armor were his greeves, boots, and gauntlets. His torso was mostly bare with the exception of the silvery wire like things running over it. His skin was covered in black tatoos that appeared to be an ancient uncomprehendable language. The most shocking thing the sniper would notice were the silvery, curved spikes that jutted from underneath his chest and acted like a second rib cage. He took in the full blast of telekenetic energy and was thrown back but continued to smile.

1314 didn't run after him. I'm getting too old for this. He slumped aganst a wall. He'd need all the rest he could get, police be damned! He looked over at a car coming towards him. "Oh God, not another one..." He stood up and drew his sniper rifle....

Virus got up and looked at the sniper who was no longer concerned with him. Is that all? Was that all he was going to do? Pity... Virus looked around as he heard a vehicle speeding toward him. More opponants? Yes... I want more opponants...

The jeep sped towards the two, Maker leaned out the side door and began to fire off bursts of fire towards the sniper, the other soldiers were busy trying to figure out where he was shooting exactly.

1314 quickly swung his rifle around, and shot the driver of the jeep. he quickly swung aganst the alley wall, and started to remove the bullet from the AK-47 from his arm...

The jeep slid on its side, Maker and his men hung on till it stopped, the driver was stone cold dead. They jumped out and began firing at the wall the assasin was behind.

1314 took out his pistol and returned their fire, only more accuratly. He managed to hit one of the soldiers in his left arm, but he was quickly running out of ammo...

OOC: Last post for tonight.

Virus began walking towards the firefight, No one takes my kills... No one. The drew his sword and prepared to defend his the target he'd been ordered to kill.

1314 noticed Virus coming up beside him, and drew his combat knife. Without a word, he started slicing at virus. I can't take two of these at once!

1314 quickly rolled out of the way of both the approaching vehicle, and Virus. He started running for the cover of the car, as bullets flew past him...

Virus was not concerned with the firefight that had erupted from 1314 and the soldiers. If he had to he was going to defend his mark, the kill was for him alone. It was only a matter of time before the police and whatever guards were in the area would get involved.

1314 noticed the Plice coming into view. "Shit!" He had literally nowhere to run. The police burst out of the car, held their GUR-V4 rifles up, and yelled "Don't move!" 1314 put his hands up. He'd have a better chance with the police then he did with these wackos....

It was not apart of Virus's orders to stop the police from doing their job. The minds of the others advised him to wait, 1314 was clever and would get out. Then Virus would have the sniper all to himself...

Thankfully the garage was close. 136 was already on a rooftop, gun perched on a tripod to steady his aim even further. Calibrating wind and distance into his aim, he took out one after another soldier, leaving the police. He'd been reassigned - slowly whittle down the chain of command until he had eliminated the General's army. Thinking they'd send superior backup with multiple threats in the vicinity, he fired silenced round after silenced round, men dropping, ammunition unwasted. He waited to see the aftermath.

As Virus watched soldiers dropping his Cryptic Network lit up with activity. A second sniper was a threat, and an immediate one. Nuetralize all threats. Protect the kill that is yours. Destroy. Destroy. Destroy. His orders had been given his orders and he slashed the air with his sword, sending a single air blade in the direction of the bullet fire. He quickly began quickly slashing again and again sending a barrage of air blades in the general direction of the second sniper.

OOC: Just a heads up, as a Cryptic Drone, 'Virus' is hive minded with 49 other clones of himself that are all active. The cryptic network is how he communicates and how he gets his orders. And by all means, he can't see 136, he only knows the general direction the bullets are coming from, which is why he IDs 136 as a threat. And lastly, air blades move very fast, not always accurate but they can be very destructive.

OOC: Annihilation of buildings destructive?

OOC: Depends on the building and the concentration of air. With Virus, long range blades are thicker and will take a decent chunk out of a building's surface but not completely destroy it. Short range blades are thin and can cut through metal if used properly.

1314 smiled as he sat in the car, two officers training their GUR-V4's on him. "Why the hell are you smiling?" Snarled the officer to his left. "Simply because, I've dropped both of your clips. Looking down, both of theu clips had dropped out of their rifles. "Shit." 1314 quickly sent a whirlwind of telekinetic power throughout the car, and ramming it into a building. 1314 broke each cops legs (Telekineticly again) and got out of the car calmly. He started to make his way back up to the rooftops. Child's play.

Virus continued throwing his slashes at the direction of the other shots despite hearing the car crash. Another day will be fine. Unknown threats are the largest and most important ones.

1314 adjusted his sight. A little to the left... There. He focused intensly on Virus, and used his teleknietic powers to stop him from moving for a few seconds. He aimed carefully at his head, and pulled the trigger...

The bullet, like all those before it, passed Virus by. It was enough that he was concentrating on something else, but a cheap shot and an apparent ability not how to change one's tactics when they fail was annoying. He was only immobile for a few seconds and before sending an air blade, not at the sniper, but the building supporting him. As the walls exploded upon contact, the part of the roof 1314 was on began to crumble...

1314 quickly jumped down off the building. Hitting the ground with a loud THUD, he checked his knee. Probably just chipped he got up with a groan. He wouldn't be able to move as fast as he liked with his knee. He pulled out his newest "Aquired" weapon: An assualt rifle. He drew his GUR-V4 from his back, and opened fire on Virus.

Virus used his sword to block the lucky shot that were not straying as much as he'd like them to. I hate automatics... Virus leaped into the air doing a number of flips and sending one more air blade at 1314. As he landed he turned to the sniper, "As fun as this has been I'm a little hungry. Perhaps we can continue this little bout of ours later?" Yes... later indeed. No need to rush things here...

"Does this answer your question?" 1314 flipped a part on the rifle, and fired a grenade straight at Virus...

Virus concentrated on the grenade and began flooding his body with cryptic energy. There was a massive explosion as the grenade exploded. For a few seconds there was nothing and then out of the cloud of dust and smoke came another blade of air, this one moving faster than the ones before it.

OOC: By 'moving faster...' I mean that it's fast but still quite dodgeable because of the space between 1314 and Virus.

1314 took the air blade straight to the chest and fell to the ground. He felt his ribcage almost completly crack under the pressure. He struggled to get up, but he couldn't, with his combined wounds. He was at the mercy of Virus...

OOC:Last post for tonight.

Virus felt no need to rush things, Meh. He could've dodged that. No way I'm gonna go near him... Virus began walking away, he didn't care too much about fighting at this point. He just wanted to find some place he could eat.

As 1314 slowly steadied himself aganst a wall, he felt a gun on the side of his head. "Remember me?" A male voice said. 1314 slowly twisted his head around to meet his attacker. "Vincent!?!?" The tall redhaired man smiled. "Long time no see 1314. How ya been?" 1314 looked upon Vincent in shock. "I thought you committed suicide!"
"It helps to have a lot of body doubles" Vincent winked. "Come on, I'll help you up." Vincent brought 1314's arm up around his neck and helped him walk out of the city unnoticed.

OOC: Yes, it is THE Vincent Gambino. He survived ;). He's also the only person 1314 knows who he dosen't hate, or have already killed. The closest thing 1314 has to a friend.

OOC: You used that name before... who is Vincent Gambino?

OOC: Long story. In short, he was Vice president during the "Infection"(Read: Zombies) crisis, and killed the current president. He was eventually found out, and a civil war started over the incident. Many saw Vincent as nothing more the a power-hungry tyrant. He considered suicide, but was thought dead by an assassin, however, the assassin missed a killing shot, and incapacitated Vincent long enough to reconsider his suicidal thoughts. He then went into hiding, with a dead body double in the funeral. There's more to his story and past then meets the eye (Including his actual motive for killing the former president), but it's safe to say he's a good guy and ally of 1314.

OOC: A lot of people must know about this guy since you keep saying 'THE Vincent Gambino.' And the term 'good guy' really depends on the side. ^^ Any friend of 1314 is gonna be Virus's enemy right off the bat, unless there's a good story behind the said friendship.

IC:
Virus's senses picked up the new presence but he sensed no hostility at first. He sent a message through his cryptic network as he walked away...

OOC: It's because I've used several Vincents, and several Gambinos before, and I didn't want anyone to get confused if it was the same person or not. And those who have seen my first two II threads know him well as a double-crosser and murderer. But like I said, lots that they don't know.

OOC: Ah I see. Good to have a char that you can stick with. I have multiple main chars I use. Anyway, let's get on with this story! ^^

1314 shook Vincent off. "I can walk now." Vincent merely shrugged. "Whatever you say 13. Now who was that man who almost killed you back there? I've never seen you lose before." 1314 grimaced. "He was from another planet. I wasn't on their best side after attempting to kill two of their members, and a preist that they were protecting." Vincent stopped, and smiled. "You in the mood for revenge?" He asked. 1314 looked at him. "Are you suggesting?..." "I've still got a few tricks up my sleeve. I haven't forgotten EVERYTHING from my days in the army." 1314 turned around. "Let's find that son of a bitch."

Unknown to the two friends, Virus was very nearby, he hated to be caught off guard and waited on the roof of a nearby building. He'd been trying to request for some support just in case things got out of hand. He wasn't allowed to go all out since this wasn't a war... yet. He continued to filter through his cryptic network as he stood facing away from the two with his sword drawn. A slight breeze picked up and he felt a little more relaxed.

1314 suddenly stopped. He could tell something was up. He took out his pistol, and motioned for Vincent to do the same. They slowly moved forward, ready for an ambush at anytime...

Virus smiled, he ran to the edge of the building, facing the two and unleashed a single blade of air at them before running off. He was moving quickly, jumping from rooftop to rooftop with unnatural ease.

1314 quicly fired at him, jumping out of the way of the air blade. He and Vincent quickly returned fire, many bullets coming close to hitting their mark....

Virus was already moving away from them with impressive speed. He saw no reason to fight a two on one battle even with his chances of winning being quite decent.

1314 took out his coil rifle and fired a single shot at the head of the rapidly fleeing Virus. When he looked beside him, he saw a note. Something has come up. It was nice seeing you again-V 1314 chuckled. Vincent was never one to stay focused on ANYthing for very long. 1314 climbed up on top of the building, and leaped rooftop to rooftop, chasing after virus.

Virus began to move faster as he saw 1314 chasing after him. Ah, give them some time to rest and they always come back looking for more... Virus knew that at his current speed it would be awhile before the sniper caught up, and unlike most sentient beings, fatigue wasn't an issue.

1314 sped up. He could still catch up to him, if only... 1314 felt himself tumbling down, falling quickly to the alleyway below...

Virus continued running without even turning around. He'd be far enough to rest in a short while.

OOC: Last post. Got studying to do.

OOC: I'm back if you wanna start this back up at some point.

OOC: sorry, my computer was acting up for a few days, it wouldn't let me on. I'm back now though.