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The Awakening of BRS: Guardians of the Dark Stone [An Black Rock Shooter RP]


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http://forum.yugiohcardmaker.net/topic/248731-the-awakening-of-brs-guardians-of-the-dark-stone-an-black-rock-shooter-rp/

[size="4"][b]Chapter One: Individual's path[/b][/size]
Outside of the headquarters, the early-morning light coldly off the barbs of a high barricade fence that straddled the highway directly in front of the lone figure standing on the only tower that is still standing. Signs mounted on the fence said DANGER and NO ADMITTANCE. A large triangular sign had a skull in one corner, a running man in another, and a radiation symbol in the third. Farther down the highway, about twenty yards beyond the barricades, the grimy, dust-covered remains of a sign were embedded upside down in the dirt.

WELCOME TO SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA.

Crimson Blade 04 or just Crimson, jumps down from the tower and lands with ease. In his point of view, he was faced with the high barricade fence that prevented entry to the contamination zone. At Vector, the last inhabitable town before the zone, a group of soldiers came from one of the buildings and they had turrned off the highway and continued north toward where Crimson was lurking at. One of the soldiers saw Crimson wearing an unease face, "You scared of a fallout?" the soldier asked, flashing the flashlight on his gun to him. Crimson ignored him. But in truth, he was starting to wonder if this was a good idea bring humans to a dangerous mission. A large-sized soldier came from the group, maybe the captain, walked up to Crimson, "Are you sure it's infected...that place we need to go to?" He asked. Crimson finally made a move and eyed on the captain, "Yes, I'm sure, now just put your suits on, all of you. But if you want to go into the zone without a hazmat suit, that's up to you." Crimson ordered a robot that hovers to bring suits and masks for the soldiers. "Masks too?" said the first soldier that talked to Crimson. Soon after the conversation, a pickup truck came from the other side of the fence and stopped front of the soldiers. The driver got out of the truck and walked to the back of the pickup truck, he unhooks and opens the back door. "This is your ride to the zone" said the driver.
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9 walked slowly through the streets of the once busy city. Dust flew in the air as a good gust of wind kicked up, smearing the earth onto his helmet. A gloved hand wiped the dirt away as his breathing sounded through the vent's on the underside of the helmet. If no one knew any better, he might have been growling instead of exhaling from the sound. Thankfully he was alone right now. A slight rustle caught his attention, and slowly he scanned the area for signs of anything that could convey a signature of some life. He blinked a bit, the orbs that were his eyes watching everything from under the helmet that hid his face. His lip curved into a sneer, as a hand reached down and grazed the handle of one of the hilts of his swords on his hips. On his back were he more preferred weapons, the twin disks. He cracked his neck slowly as he moved on, keeping an eye out for anything out of the ordinary.
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All was quiet in a ruined community college in the centre of San Francisco. The ruins were completely abandoned, save for a few rats and a black bear, silently sniffing around for any food. The bear came across a large metal cylinder. Suddenly, it made a loud hissing sound and released steam from almost invisible cracks, startling the bear. The bear froze for a few seconds before returning to its foraging. Then, a cry pierced the air.
"KIIIIIIYAAAAA!!!"
A panel of the cylinder burst off and smashed through the brick wall. The bear nearly jumped out of its fur and bolted out of the ruins as fast as its stubby legs would carry it. From within the cylinder, a blur of yellow zipped out. Ethereal Yellow Mark III looked out the hole made by the metal panel, shielding her eyes from the sun.
"80 meters! That must be a world record!" Ether cheered, pumping her fists into the air. She turned back to the cylinder and pulled out a long golden rifle from it, checking its function. She aimed down the scope, loaded a round and fired it into the air. The blast echoed through the ruins, slowly diminishing to nothing. She put her rifle against the wall and stretched out her body, making sure everything was working as usual. Finally, after a moment of hesitation, she closed her eyes and spoke to herself:
"Initialize AI Stealth Interface."
In her head, she could hear a voice, speaking in a sophisticated British accent.
"Booting default libraries. Greetings Ethereal Yellow Mark III. I will be assisting your active stealth systems. I hope we will synchronize our duties."
"Yeah yeah. Let's just go find the others," Ether said dismissively, grabbing her rifle and jumping out into the open air. She landed in a dirt field and disappeared.
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In a large devated area of that ruined city there was a ruined building that was still standing up, on its very top there was a coated figure of a man holding a double bladed scythe, the figure had a bright white eye that was sparkling with the bare sunlight sinse the sun was blocked by clouds making a pure white sky, the figure looked back to see a broken capsule with the followign code carved on it's base "P.B.R.S. - P.N.07 - W.D.-" the man was reading a small book, he closed it adn put it into his pocket, he grinned and said "Well then, time to reunite with the others." the man then jumped high and started leaping from ruined building to another, he was heading for a area very far from where he was, but he wouldn't take too much to get there if nothing slowed him down.
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In a destroied and abandoned park in San Fransisco there was a young looking girl, laying spread eagle on the ground looking up at the sky with a small smile on her face. She didn't look no older than 17, maybe 18. There wasn't a single imperfection on her skin, no blemish, mark, scar; nothing! The green pupil in her eye followed a single bird that flew over head until it was no longer seen, and as the bird flew further and further, the smile on her face became smaller and smaller.

"I wish we could trade places...."

The young girl spoke in a soft whisper. She sighed and closed her eyes finding peace in the demolished place she was in. "So I could be free...Maybe if I died then I could be free...But what would it matter? I don't have a soul that could be set free....What a sad exsistance I live." She said sitting up and stretching, her short cut dark hair swaying lightly in the small breeze that fluttered by.

"Such a peaceful day..."
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The man continued on leaping quickly like he was running from rui to ruin, he was reaching a place near a old park, he then saw a bird that was about to cross with his path, he had to hit himself to not hit the inocent bird, because of the strenth and speed he was sent flying tilll near the park where he landed on a street, he got up a bit dizy and with his hand on his head saying "Ouch! I should had put a bit more of thoutgh on that..." he grabed his scythe and went walking trough the park to recover from the landing, he saw far from him a ficure landing on the ground, he sighed adn said "Hun... or it is another corpose that was left or another one of those weird things that apears to be humans but mutated... for once I wished that I could just be normal and on a normal world..." he then got near the figure but still a bit far from it, he could see that is looked like a female human.
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Red Zone was quietly brandishing his Desert Eagle in a abandoned and demolished building. He was sitting against a demolished wall on the second floor with his foot out into the open. He put the rag that he was using inside one of his pockets on his vest. He spun the gun and sheathed it in it's holster and sighed. He looked out into the open and saw nothing but a ruined city and a small park. He looked down at the park and saw old dead trees, a broken swing set, and something spread out. He gave the figure a closer look and saw it was one of his comrades laying on her back. He gave a small grunting sound and continued staring out. Suddenly he heard stomping feet on the roof above him, he stood up and traced the foot steps with the sound and aimed his gun to follow the footsteps. A figure dropped down and it was yet another one of his colleagues but he it seemed as if he was going to attack the other one. He hopped down from the ledge and slid down some debris and walked up to his fellow Prototype. " Calm your self 07 it is just one of us," Red Zone said to the man with a stern yet settle voice. [i] God why must the others be so foolish[/i], he thought to himself in disgust.
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9 walked up slowly, having seen movement in his scanners of his helmet. He lept off a small pile of debris, landing on another one behind 5 and Red. He exhaled, again sounding like a growl as he watched them carefully before speaking one phrase. "You talk too much." His voice was gruff, and under his helmet he sounded more mechanical than human. He rested on the pile, crouched in a stance that would remind anyone of a frog, or of that long forgotten superhero Spider-man. He exhaled again, blinking under his helmet as his eyes soon focused on the girl in the distance, wondering if the other two would actually walk up to her.
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Winter gazed about her as she wandered through the ruined streets, staring at the cracked road and the once proud buildings that made up the grand city now reduced to nothing more than shapeless stone. It was almost saddening to see such a thing come to pass like this, but Winter's face betrayed no emotion and instead continued on her journey. She had woken but a few hours ago, alone in the basement of a long dead building, with only a single thought in her head; find the others and stop the invasion. She had been wandered ever since and had yet to come across any other forms of life.

She paused as she came upon an obsctuction on the road where a building had toppled over and created a mountain of rubble and concrete in its wake, blocking Winter from continuing further. The girl didn't hesitate however, instead she carried on walking until she was right in front of the rubble and then she jumped, higher than any normal human would have and with the skill and grace matched only by a cat. Winter continued her acrobatic act, scaling the wall of rubble with ease and eventually landing silently at the peak, looking over the new set of wasteland ahead of her.

Something here was different, she could feel it in the air. And it was not a feeling she liked...
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GB1's peace was shattered by the sounde of footsteps and talking. It was strange, because there shouldn't be any human life forms left in this ruind city. She looked around and spotted the three males whom were not too far from her and were looking straight at her. "They must be the other prototypes...The ones made after me..." She mumbled. GB1 stood up and made her way over to them smiling towards them in a friendly manor. "Morning you three." Moving closer she realized that the three there were; 9, 07, and Red Zone. "It's a nice day to have a stroll in the park, huh. To bad it's desroied."
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Ether silently ran through the ravaged city, trying not to look at the occasional decaying corpse. Usually, this part of the city would be completely silent, but in the distance, she could swear she heard the buzz of conversation. She ran down streets at random, trying to locate the source of the sound, hoping that she may find some life in the ruins. When she reached on particular street, she saw some small figures in a park down the street. She looked down the scope to see who they were. She saw three men and a woman dressed in bright colours. That could only mean one thing: fellow Prototypes.
"Do not fire at them. They are friendly," her AI told her.
"No duh! I know not to shoot my own friends!" she responded a little annoyed to her AI. She dashed down the street, reaching the park in record time.
"Yahoo!~" she called out to her fellow Prototypes, "Nice to see everyone's okay!"
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Before everybody gets board on the pickup truck, the soldiers introduced themselves. The large soldier went first, "I'm Captain Victor, and these are my companions" He pointed his thumb at the group behind him. "Hmph, I don't care about your names, I only care about your presences in this mission" Crimson said coldly. After that, Crimson realized that the soldiers are keeping distance from him. [i]Hmph, They're all afrad of me, a superhuman with little machinery within me, or so called a monster by them[/i]. After a moment of introducing, the soldiers got inside the trunk of the truck. Crimson stays outside, just waiting for them. One of the soldier, a female one, Private Sena was her name, asked Crimson. He said that he is waiting for the truck to be ready. That had make Sena and the soldiers puzzled. "I'm taking the lead, you humans don't know where the location is, only my [i]companions[/i] and I knows of. The truck driver gave him a thumb up, "She's all ready!" He yelled over the grumbling noise of the truck. Crimson starts to run slowly toward northeast by the highway and increases his speed until he's running of a car, maybe 40 or 50 miles per hour. [i]I know the location because it was implanted in me by the scientists[/i]. The truck soon follows Crimson, ramaging through the debris. Shortly after 10 minutes, Crimson changed his direction to another road exitting out of the highway. He turns his head to look behind and saw that the truck was very far behind, so he slows down to let the truck to catch up. "Hmph, this is such a bother. I knew that I shouldn't agree with the headquarter's orders to has me protected, but no." Crimson shooked his head in disgust. And then, he caught a glimpse of something moving in a construction site 50 yards away from him. Instinctly, he drew out his mechanic sword from its sheath and dashes toward the site. Right when he enters the site, the truck finally show itself and stop before the entrance of the site. Crimson scan the site for any intruders, not soon after that, he heard a noise coming from the incompleted building.
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Red Zone turned around and was relieved to see Black Twister but his face still had the lifeless expression, " Somebody who agrees with me." He sat down on a destroyed car and looked at Black Twister, " Anything from Headquarters." Red Zone took out his gun and started twirling it in his hand, then suddenly he had heard a very hyperactive voice. [i] Oh god not another one of these hyperactive prototypes[/i], Red Zone thought to himself in disgust, he looked and saw it was some crazy prototype running towards them. He rolled his cybernetic eyes and ignored her. Suddenly he heard a voice in his communicator in his ear, it told him to report to a construction sight about a mile away. He hopped off the car and signaled the others to follow him, he got onto the motorcycle he was driving and started driving off. [i] I hope I get to kill some Vandread, silence is starting to bore me," 05 thought to himself.
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(Tron reference coming up XD)

9 took a running start, grabbing one the the batons on his hips. He lept off the ground and cracked the baton open as a cycle started forming around him. He landed on his rear wheel, soon followed by the front wheel touching down as he speed off. The cycle was close to the ground, but offered great maneuverability for him. His body literally laid across the top, hand holds near the front wheel, and foot rests near the back wheel. Red lines here and there made decals on the sides and front, glowing brightly as he sped off after 05, wondering where he was going in such a hurry, but that question was pushed aside, focusing on the fact they were headed into something he would hope would be worth their time.
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It was desolate and dark in one particular four-story building in San Francisco. The entire building was in shambles, with lights flickering on and off, the windows shattered, and the tables and chairs overturned.
Underneath the building lay an undergound basement, abandoned by its former workers. Still, the room was surprisingly quite alive; the lights were on, highlighting the white of the room (such a stark contrast to the building that was above), and a quiet buzzing could be heard in the corner. A large white pod was emanating a bright white light, and on the door was a countdown.
"3...2...1..." Read the display.
The door hinges hissed, and the door opened an inch. A few seconds passed. WHAM! The door went flying across the room as a fist emerged from the pod; a loud thud echoed as the door clanged on the floor after hitting the wall.
[i]Stupid jammed door,[/i] thought White Flash 10 as he stepped out of his pod. [i]Computer, location.[/i]
"[b]Computer system currently booting. 20% remaining. Please wait one moment[/b]," came the reply within his head. White Flash sighed. He decided to pass the time by checking to make sure he had everything; finding a restroom one floor up, he saw his appearance in the mirror. He was shocked for a second at the white flame blazing on his left eye, but he made it a joke not to burn himself . Looking down, he saw his weapon belt around his waist. He gazed at his 4 daggers and 3 swords; he drew one dagger and one sword, gripping them in white fingerless gloves. "Flash and Judgment. Sounds good to me." He placed them back into their sheaths.
"[b]Computer system booted. Scanning. Current location: Silicon Valley in San Francisco, California.[/b] [i]Thank you, computer,[/i] he replied via thought. "[b]You're welcome, White Flash 10."[/b] White Flash 10 left the building he was in and looked around: everything was in ruins; corpses were strewn everywhere, and various vehicles lay scattered about the roads.
[i]Computer, please locate fellow Prototypes.[/i]
"[b]Scanning. One moment please.[/b]
White Flash 10 drew his 4 daggers and started swinging them around; he was imagining various scenarios and he needed to re-enact them to figure out strategies. He could also use the time to practice his speed, and to blend it with his fighting style.
"[b]Scanning complete. Fellow Prototypes are scattered throughout San Francisco. Closest Prototype is Crimson Blade 04, located 3.5 miles northeast.[/b] White Flash 10 merely sheathed his daggers and ran full speed in the direction of Crimson Blade 04.
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The males of the group left rather quickly from the party, without so much as a greeting to GB1 - though she did notice Red Zone look at the other female prototype with an almost annoyed look. Either way, GB1 wasn't disgruntled by the lack of a greeting and instead rounded towards Ether Yellow, the oter female prototype. While GB1 is considered one of the more cheerful and social prototypes made, she wasn't as energetic as Ether was. Being the only two left standing there prompted Green Blaze to face her, "It's nice to see another being like myself. Though, I do hope you don't become angered if I suddenly leave. I'm quite curious as to why the others left in such a rush."

GB1 said politely, with her smile still on her face. She wouldn't be surprised if Ether said she was going to go see as well. She seemed like the type to go where ever she pleased, despite the consequenses simplly because it looked fun. With a small wave towards Ether, GB1 ran off following the tire treads in the ground. From the impression she calculated thathe wasn't but 3 minutes ahead of her going at least 75 miles per hour. She could always check the database implanted into her by the scientest, but she always like to try and behave as human as possible. Get as close to that dream that would never come true...
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After waiting for a minute to hear his surroundings, Crimson continues walking toward the building. He stopped right front of it, he looked up and sighed. Crimson crouches down and jumps very high until he is over the constructed building. Like a feather, Crimson landed on the roof with lightly weight.
The building tilts a bit, "Unbalanced piece of trash" he said in disgust. [i]Like someone that I know...in my head[/i]. As on cue, [b]Hey?! Are you talking about me?! because it does sounded like it![/b] A voice shouted in Crimson's head. Crimson ignored the voice, but then said, "Be quiet, you annoying disturbance..."
[b]Aawww! Don't be like that, bro-[/b] the AI cried. Crimson shutted him down, "Sigh, if I have emotions, I would be using 'frustration'." Then he heard screeches through the building. "I was right, there is a nest in here..." Crimson moved in stealth and hidden behind a metal pillar. And he saw the most disturbing creatures, what he saw were three feet reptilian creatures with overgrown arms and claws, and their heads are the shape of an alligator.
[b]Those are some really ugly motherf**kers right there[/b], said the AI. [i]What the hell? I thought I shutted you down[/i], thought Crimson.
Well you can't, I'm linked to your brain ya fool ~! said the cheerful AI. Crimson kept a eye on the creatures, or also called Armers "Sigh, just shut up and scan the building" He ordered
[b]Aye, Aye Captain Crunchy![/b]
There was a humming sound after that, [b]Scanning complete, there are 14 enemies within the building[/b] AI answered back.
"What, what was that? I'm already done here" Crimson said in his so-called cheerful mood.
Middle of their conversation, there were a big bang outside of the building. Crimson realized that he had forgot about the soldiers and left them alone with the invaders.
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9 looked around as he rode the bike towards their destination. His eyes scanned everything as he revved his bike to go faster. It blurred past Red Zone as he went over a pile of debris, his engine humming loudly. But all too soon the bike had vanished from around him, and the baton had been placed at his hip again. He pulled out a second one from his other hip and cracked it. In mid air, circuits and metalics started forming around him, much like the bike had, only this one was faster, and he needed the altitude to use this one. The bike had given him speed, the jump had given him altitude. The jet finished forming around him as he cranked the leavers on both sides of him forward, causing him to accelerate. He weaved between old buildings quickly, kicking up a small cloud of dust as he did so from each surface. His eyes focused on the commotion near an abandoned building. His eyes narrowed as the AI in his head spoke. [i]Soldiers, Human...course of action?[/i] 9 shook his head as he sped faster towards them noting they were being engaged by multiple hostiles. [i]Course of action 9?[/i] His AI asked again. "Plow the road for them...." He said in his deep voice, and it was then his thumbs pressed the triggers on the handles, letting loose a barrage of fire on the hostile forces.
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Ether barely had time to realize that the prototypes she found had bolted off down a street, including the only one who didn't have the personality of a brick wall. Ether sighed loudly in irritation.
"Geez, these people can't relax at all...Wonder where they're going," Ether muttered to herself, looking down her scope in an attempt to find where her comrades were heading.
"[i]There is a hailing call from a ruined building due north from another Prototype. From my analysis of the call, it appears to be a call for re-enforcements. Perhaps there are hostiles at that location.,[/i]" her AI spoke in it's accent. Ether hated when her stealth AI was right, but she was obliged to agree.
"Alright then, I won't let those guys beat me there!" Ether shouted before bolting in GB1's direction.

She quickly caught up to the green Prototype and ran beside her.
"HEY! Bet ya you I'll beat you there!" Ether shouted before running ahead of her. After running for a minute, she reached the building her AI had marked. Instead of running into the building, she jumped into an adjacent building, found a good sniping spot and blended into the background. She rested her rifle on the ledge of a ruined windowsill and scanned the building for any enemies. She spotted a pack of lizard-like humanoids ambushing a small group of human soldiers. She took aim at one and quickly fired a round. The bullet tore through the air and into the snout of her target, splitting it into two before punching a hole into its skull and out through the other side. With a fluid motion, she simultaneously ejected the empty cartridge, took aim at another lizardman, loaded another round and fired. She repeated three more times until all that was left were bewildered soldiers.

"Double kill! Triple kill! Multi kill! Killtakular!" Ether said to herself in the best impression of a video game announcer she could make while a beaming smile grew on her face. She then realized that another Prototype was about to kill those particular lizards.
"Oh...Sorry about the killsteal!" Ether called out to the red streak before jumping down from the building and moving to find another position.
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[b]South America / Turbo, Colombia[/b]

Everything was decimated. The Vandread had spared no expense in wiping out nearly all semblance of life that couldn't be converted to their own. Ambrose, formerly Aleric, walked past dead and decaying bodies. The water by the coast was colored dark red with the blood of those who could not be taken alive. Ambrose strode down the dock pier, where bodies of dead fishermen hung off wood. Even though he was still technically human, he felt nothing for the nameless corpses that now littered the streets. To Ambrose, that was everything. To him, it felt nostalgic, like he'd surpassed everyone in the human race and was now in a league of his own.

For the first time in all of his wretched life, Ambrose felt safe. What did he have left to prove? He was clearly superior to everyone in the human race. Even while still in the body of the mortal that he'd been born as, he felt that he'd transcended needing to be the best. He was alive, while the humans will eventually die out. He owed everything now the race that had given him this, and swore that he would still strive to reach his maximum potential . With the job that they'd been sent to do complete, Ambrose left the coast, and began a steady jog, even with the heavy turtle-shell weapon that he kept on his back weighing him down and the large amount of ammo he carried.

With the rest of the Vandread that he'd managed to gather, they left the city, neither speaking a word.
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9's voice rant in Ether's ear. [i]Don't let it happen again....[/i] And then there was radio silence as he circled around the top of the building and dismissed the jet entirely. His eyes scanned around him, picking up the foot steps that Crimson had left without knowing. They were't real footprints, more so energy signatures left behind. He reached up behind him and pulled the disks off his back, walking into the building casually. He exhaled through the vents in his helmet slowly, almost sounding like a mechanical growl from a normal person's view point. His eyes looked around more, scanning everything he saw, picking up multiple signatures inside. Many of them seemed to hold the same signatures as the hostile's outside, and one was different. He would assume this was Crimson, or one of his fellow prototypes. His feet were silent as he made his way towards the odd signature, well, odder than the others that looked like lizards.
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In the end of the hallway that Crimson was in ended in light streaming in, he dashed toward it until he can see outside. There were gunshots below him, and he saw the truck, on its sideway and smashed with a large metal pipe on top of it. Crimson also saw the soldiers trying to endure the sudden company of Armers. But some of these were different, they were giant insects, likely beetle-like. They were flying everywhere, evading the bullets that they were recieving from the soldiers.
[b]Are you going to help them, captain?[/b], asked AI.
"Sigh waste of time, but alright I will," Crimson unsheathes his sword, "I'm going in fast, tell me to slow down when I exceeds to Mach 12, alright?" He ordered once more. At that moment, he vanished into thin air.
Crimson materializes on the ground next to the damaged truck, and the captain noticed Crimson came out of nowhere, "Where in the hell were you, taking a nap or something?" he shouted out to Crimson while shooting the Armer Flighters.
"I'm sorry, but I was having a session with my annoying AI," Crimson said back. "And don't do anything, shooting at them couldn't do a difference" Then he saw the Armers being shoted by an unknown shooter. Crimson searched until he saw her, one of his combrades "Hm...About time they came"
Crimson slowly closes his eyes and wait for a minute and vanishes into thin air again, and the the only thing that stays in his former spot was a sonic boom.
The captain tries to follow Crimson with his human eyes, but he only saw a crimson and gold blur going everywhere the Armer Flighters were. Crimson appears again in mid-air, he checked the creatures and they all were sliced half. Crimson moves through the air down, and sheathes his sword. [b]Wow, just a bit longer and you could have cause a rift in the air, you need to be more careful with your controlling with your superior speed,[/b] said AI.
"Well you suppose to be the one telling me how fast I'm going," Crimson snapped. Then a loud and disgusting sound came from behind the building, Crimson stepped back to see something bad, very bad. There was a giant monster, with no kind of symmetry with its body. [i]Messed-up body, but still large...[/i] thought Crimson.
[b]Holy s***, hmm...Captain I think we made the big mama very angry![/b] AI screamed. The monster roared, the remaining soldiers covered their ears to mute the screechs, but no good.
Crimson went to battle mode, "AI, I'm going Overdrive Mode," he said, unsheathing his sword.
[b]What?! Are you overdoing it a bit?![/b] AI shouted
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9 watched as Crimson bolted out, leaving him alone with the reptiles inside. He smirked under his helmet as he returned his attention to the beast, who had become fully aware he was there. He cracked his neck as the plasma blades of his disks activated. He waved his arms in front of him, crouching a bit as he took them all in. "Engage infrared, its too dark to fight blindly." His screen in his helmet illuminated, giving him perfect vision. "Better." And with that he pushed off, leaping into the air and spinning as his torso contorted, his hand let go of one of the disks, sending it aimed at one of the lizard's heads. The plasma sliced through, causing the thing's body to disintegrate on contact. 9 clicked the button on his palms, activating the magnetic pad in his gloves so the disks would return to him. It didn't take long before more of the lizard things surrounded him. His eyes narrowed as he spun, releasing both disks, all the while leaping around like an acrobat, kicking and punching the beats into submission. Each time the plasma of his disks touched something other than him, it was reduced to a pile of ash. After all was said and done, 9 stood in the middle of an empty room. ".....Derezzed....." Was all he said before taking off after where he saw Crimson running
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GB1 glanced at Ether and smiled at her as she quickly sped past her. Green Blaze could have sped up, and even used her telekenisis to beat Ether, but GB1 didn't want to. She wanted to take her time getting to the area everyone seemed to be so interested in going. The building was quickly coming into sight, and like Ether - though GB1 didn't know it - she too jumped ontop of the building instead of going in. GB1 wasn't much for fighting, she was more of a peaceful prototype and would rather use the more [i]humane[/i] method of "talking it out". Or at least that's how the humans see it.
GB1 wanted to laught at that. She was more of an imitation than she thought. She looked around and saw Ether and Red a little ways away. It looked as though a fight had just finished before she got there. GB1 hopped down landing silently behind Ether. "Looks like you did beat me Ether. So, what's going on here?"
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Seeing as how running would take forever, White Flash decided to "borrow" a motorcycle. It wasn't like it would be missed anyway; the former owner, with an arm missing, was strewn across a bloody fence, his face frozen forever in terror.

White Flash rode the motorcycle (which happened to be white), and sped down the road as fast as he could, his white eye flame streaking a path.
[i]Computer, re-scan for the locations of fellow Prototypes, and that of any comrades and/or enemies.[/i]
"[b]Scanning now. Complete in 3...2...1...Scan complete. Closest Prototypes are located approximately 1.5 miles east of your current location. Crimson Blade 04 is joined by a few soldiers, where he is leading an attack against hostiles. In the fray as well are Green Blaze 01 and Ethereal "Ether" Yellow Mark III.[/b]" [i]Thank you, computer.[/i]
White Flash revved up the engine and sped along the debris.

It wasn't long before White Flash arrived at the abandoned construction site. He saw Crimson Blade, Green Blaze, and Ether defeat the aliens with relative ease. He looked off in the distance and noticed a rather strange shadow shifting within the abandoned building. [i]Computer, scan that building.[/i]"
"[b]Scanning now. One large alien with stealth capabilities. Devastating results if allowed near remaining ground troops.[/b]"
White Flash didn't waste any time. Leaving behind the motorcycle, he ran around the perimeter with utmost stealth and precision; he reached the abandoned building within seconds. He silently entered the shadows of the building.

[i]Computer, activate night vision.[/i] "[b]Night vision activated,[/b]" was the reply within his head as his vision turned night vision green. [i]Scan the building once more for this alien.[/i] "[b]Scanning now. Target located. 2nd floor, right above your current location. Closest vital organs located 30 degrees east to your right hand.[/b]"
In an instant, White Flash, drawing 2 daggers with his left hand and 1 sword with his right hand, jumped towards the ceiling, and lunged his sword upward, piercing through the ceiling. The force of the blow created an opening that allowed White Flash to pass through, and he hit something once he finally emerged from below. White Flash heard a haunting unearthly bellow from his target, and he would've been flung against the wall hadn't it been for his quick reflexes that allowed him to flip over the fierce tail swipe of his reptilian target. He landed on the ground and noticed a pool of the alien's blood nearby where he was standing. Paying it no mind, he said nothing and simply initiated a frightening lightning-fast combo. He sheathed his sword, drew his other 2 daggers, and in the next instant, the reptilian alien's throat was slit, its abdomen slashed open, and all 4 limbs sliced off. The body landed on the ground with a sickening thud.

White Flash 10 emerged from the building and saw the other Prototypes; his vision had returned to its default day vision setting and he walked over to the other Prototypes; he dragged his reptilian prize by its tail with relative ease.
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