Trio of DEF II (PG-16)

[Desu the Blue Nerd]

So here's the thing. That was easily the worst chapter yet. Yes, they're getting worse and worse and I fear how you could possibly make the next chapter the worst. I don't just mean with grammar either as with this I'm convinced you gave up on the idea of beta readers or even rereading it once yourself altogether. Oh no. It couldn't be JUST that. I hate the characters. Every single one. How'd you develop so many characters in just four chapters so much that I could actually hate them all?

[Jake the Sage]

I hate the characters. Every single one. How'd you develop so many characters in just four chapters so much that I could actually hate them all?

 

So how about you explain why you hate the characters . . .

[Desu the Blue Nerd]

Little real variety. Bunch of dicks to each other. I've gone over those already. Very dimwitted. Simply boring. I honestly could have easily done a Crab or Broken style review of it and I know you would have loved it but the chapter simply drained too much out of me.

[Jake the Sage]

Little real variety. Bunch of dicks to each other. I've gone over those already. Very dimwitted. Simply boring. I honestly could have easily done a Crab or Broken style review of it and I know you would have loved it but the chapter simply drained too much out of me.

 

This is honestly surprising, in some sense, coming from you. I understand you've said that you disliked Al being a dick but I don't remember much about how I have made everyone a dick to each other . . .

 

Also dimwitted needs to be explained a bit more since I know why and how things are going on so I might not be clearly aware of how they're coming off.

 

As for boring well . . . not much I can change about that. If you don't like it, you don't like it.

[Desu the Blue Nerd]

This is honestly surprising, in some sense, coming from you. I understand you've said that you disliked Al being a dick but I don't remember much about how I have made everyone a dick to each other . . .

I still can't recall anybody actually being all that nice to anybody except when they're stopping each other from beating each other up. I guess there's Zugai and Anne stuff but...yeah...that whole chemistry sucked.

 

Also dimwitted needs to be explained a bit more since I know why and how things are going on so I might not be clearly aware of how they're coming off.

Well we can ignore talking about characters who are already dumb and random as their main character traits. Wait, what do you mean I can't ignore all the characters? Well then. They make terribly illogical decisions. Agree to illogical decisions. Ignore when somebody points out superior logic. Ask dumb questions. Can't use logic. You know...dimwits.

 

As for boring well . . . not much I can change about that. If you don't like it, you don't like it.

But you totally can.

[Jake the Sage]

I still can't recall anybody actually being all that nice to anybody except when they're stopping each other from beating each other up. I guess there's Zugai and Anne stuff but...yeah...that whole chemistry sucked.

 

I don't even think anyone argued that much in this chapter to be honest. They all managed to get together and actually figure out what to do instead of just sit on their hands and do nothing.

 

 

Well we can ignore talking about characters who are already dumb and random as their main character traits. Wait, what do you mean I can't ignore all the characters? Well then. They make terribly illogical decisions. Agree to illogical decisions. Ignore when somebody points out superior logic. Ask dumb questions. Can't use logic. You know...dimwits.

 

I wouldn't say everything that the group has done is stupid or that they ask stupid questions. But then again I'm the writer . . .

If you can give me a specific example I'd be happy to hear it (^^)

 

And on the same note, Zugai had the forethought to actually call for back-up instead of just run against superior fighters all alone. How can you consider that a stupid idea?

 

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So what does everyone think of the new developments?

Also I know some people thought the fighting in the first few chapters was kind of chaotic and hard to follow, so how much better (or worse) is this one?

[Jake the Sage]

UPDATE!!!

 

EDIT:

Okay so I couldn't upload these with the rest of the biographies so they're going to be included in my update post from now on.

 

If you don't want to know who might appear in the latest chapter then I'd suggest not opening the spoiler (^^)

 

[spoiler=Biographies]

[spoiler=Joshua Mars Black]

Aliases/Nicknames: Black, Tainted Black

D.O.B./Age: 16 - 41, March 30th

Gender: Male

Race: Caucasian

Blood Type: O+

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status: Married

Job/Occupation: Banned Member, High School Student - Stunt Coordinator, Mod Assistant

Hobby: Chess

Family:

1.      Mother- Hayley

2.      Father- Cameron

3.      Brother-In-Law- Dane

4.      Daughter- Amelia

5.      Father-In-Law- Doug

6.      Mother-In-Law- Malinda

7.      Pet- Andex, Andx

8.      Wife- Caeda

 

{Physique}

Height: 5’ 9’’

Weight: 159 lbs. - 233 lbs.

Bust: N/A

Piercing: None

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: None

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: High School Diploma, Mod Educational Training

Moral Alignment: Lawful Good

 

{Weapons/Armor}

·         Bow & Arrows

·         Lanza del Relámpago

·         Duel Disk, Inca

                         I.            Apocatequil

                         II.            Fire Ant Ascator

                         III.            Moon Dragon Quilla

                         IV.            Sun Dragon Inti

                         V.            Field Barrier

 

{Theme}

“Angel with a Shotgun”

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power- 4

Defense- 3

Speed- 3

Intelligence- 4

Skill- 4

Killing Intent- 2

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Caeda Layton]

Aliases/Nicknames: None

D.O.B./Age: 15 – 40, August 15th

Gender: Female

Race: Caucasian

Blood Type: A+

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status: Married

Job/Occupation: Banned Member, High School Student - Nursemaid

Hobby: Scrapbooking

Family:

1.      Mother- Malinda

2.      Father- Doug

3.      Brother- Dane

4.      Husband- Joshua

5.      Daughter- Amelia

 

{Physique}

Height: 5’ 3’’

Weight: 160 lbs. - 168 lbs.

Bust: B-Cup

Piercing: None

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: None

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: High School Diploma

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good

 

{Weapons/Armor}

·         Staff

·         Duel Disk

 

{Quotes/Theme}

N/A

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power- 2

Defense- 3

Speed- 3

Intelligence- 4

Skill- 3

Killing Intent- 3

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Sven Trago]

Aliases/Nicknames: Valor

D.O.B./Age: 25, July 20th

Gender: Male

Race: Caucasian

Blood Type: A-

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status: Single

Job/Occupation: Fake Type Knight/Vigilante

Hobby: Meditation

Family:

1.      Mother- Rogue

2.      Father- Noboru

3.      Grandfather- Shinichi

4.      Grandmother- Fumiko

5.      Aunt- Rui

6.      Uncle- Elfman

7.      Cousin- Alejandro

Friends:

1.      Partner- Hiru

 

{Physique}

Height: 6’

Weight: 185 lbs.

Bust: N/A

Piercing: None

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: N/A

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: Private School GED

Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral

 

{Weapons/Armor}

·         Sword; Vibrates to cause Shockwaves, Can Cut through Steel

·         Old Samurai-Style Armor

 

{Quotes/Theme}

 

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power- 4

Defense- 2

Speed- 3

Intelligence- 4

Skill- 4

Killing Intent- 3

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Odin Hiru Zeth]

Aliases/Nicknames: Enigma

D.O.B./Age: 27, February 7th

Gender: Male

Race: Caucasian

Blood Type: A-

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status: Single

Job/Occupation: Fake Type Knight/Vigilante

Hobby: Reading

Family:

1.      Mother- Aqua

2.      Father- Joseph

3.      Aunts- Kana, Karin & Loren

4.      Uncle- Daisuke

5.      Cousins- Daniel, Sarah & Keiko

6.      Grandfather- Odin & Hirako

7.      Step-Grandfather- Reggie

8.      Grandmother- Blair & Aiko

Friends:

1.      Partner- Sven

 

{Physique}

Height: 6’ 1’’

Weight: 213 lbs.

Bust: N/A

Piercing: None

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: None

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s): Being seen the same as his Grandfather

Education: High School Diploma

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

 

{Weapons/Armor}

·         Sword; Donovyn's old sword; Capable of Firing Laser Energy Slashes

 

{Quotes/Theme}

 

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power- 3

Defense- 4

Speed- 4

Intelligence- 3

Skill- 4

Killing Intent- 3

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Violet]

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Joey Fowler]

Aliases/Nicknames:

D.O.B./Age: 15 – 40, January 7th

Gender: Male

Race: Caucasian

Blood Type: AB-

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status: It’s complicated

Job/Occupation: Status Member, High School Student - CIA Agent

Hobby: Dancing

 

{Physique}

Height: 6’

Weight: 211 lbs. - 213 lbs.

Bust: N/A

Piercing: Left Ear

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: None

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: High School Diploma, CIA Training

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good

 

{Weapons/Armor}

 

{Quotes/Theme}

N/A

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power- 2

Defense- 2

Speed- 2

Intelligence- 3

Skill- 2

Killing Intent- 1

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Nevin Exert Frohawk]

Aliases/Nicknames: Nexev

D.O.B./Age: 16 – 41, October 14th

Gender: Male

Race: Irish

Blood Type: AB+

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status: It’s complicated

Job/Occupation: Leader of Organization XIII - Black Ops

Hobby: Clubbing

 

{Physique}

Height: 5’ 10’’

Weight: 219 lbs. - 226 lbs.

Bust: N/A

Piercing: Both Ears

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: Yellow-Tinted Glasses

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: High School Diploma, Black Ops Training

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

 

{Weapons/Armor}

·         Grimace Puppet

·         Rubber Duck

·         BB Gun

·         Zero Dolls

·         Pinkie Pie

 

{Quotes/Theme}

N/A

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power- 2

Defense- 2

Speed- 3

Intelligence- 4

Skill- 4

Killing Intent- 5

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Ryko Tarou]

Aliases/Nicknames: Flandre Scarlet

D.O.B./Age: 21 – 46, June 23rd

Gender: Male

Race: Caucasian

Blood Type: B-

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status: Single

Job/Occupation: Inactive, Fake Type Knight, Banned Member - CIA Agent

Hobby: Camping

 

{Physique}

Height: 6’

Weight: 219 lbs. - 226 lbs.

Bust: N/A

Piercing: None

Tattoo(s): Markings on left side of face

Special Features: Red eyes

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: High School Diploma, CIA Training

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

 

{Weapons/Armor}

·         Two Light Sabers

 

{Quotes/Theme}

N/A

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power- 4

Defense- 5

Speed- 3

Intelligence- 3

Skill- 4

Killing Intent- 5

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Emma Comali]

Aliases/Nicknames: Emmy

D.O.B./Age: 16 - 41, September 14th

Gender: Female

Race: Caucasian

Blood Type: AB+

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status:

Job/Occupation: Banned Member, St. Jude’s Catholic School for Girls - Military, Black Ops

Hobby: Astronomy

Family:

1.      Brother-In-Law- Neo

2.      Eldest Daughter- Rachel

3.      Father- Michael

4.      Father-In-Law- Darren

5.      Husband- Blake Hollow

6.      Mother- Jami

7.      Mother-In-Law- Rosalyn

8.      Son- Zugai Hollow

9.      Youngest Daughter- Lyn

 

{Physique}

Height: 5’ 7’’

Weight: 136 lbs. - 175 lbs.

Bust: D-Cup

Piercing: None

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: None

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: High School Diploma, Military Training

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

 

{Weapons /Armor}

·         Riot Shotgun

·         Pistol

·         Machine Gun

a.       All of her weapons carry either normal ammunition, plasma shots or rubber bullets

 

{Quotes/Theme}

N/A

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power-3

Defense- 2

Speed- 3

Intelligence- 4

Skill- 4

Killing Intent- 3

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Katie Kyosuke]

Aliases/Nicknames: Kat

D.O.B./Age: 19 – 44, June 6th

Gender: Female

Race: Japanese

Blood Type: A+

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status: Single

Job/Occupation: Fake Type Knight, Vongola Member, High School Student - Air Force Pilot

Hobby: Jewelry Making

Relationships:

1.      Ex-Boyfriend- Daisuke

 

{Physique}

Height: 4’ 11’’

Weight: 175 lbs. - 179 lbs.

Bust: B-Cup

Piercing: None

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: None

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: High School Diploma, Air Force Training

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good

 

{Weapons/Armor}

·         Cane; Dagger Equipped

 

{Quotes/Theme}

N/A

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power- 2

Defense- 3

Speed- 3

Intelligence- 3

Skill- 3

Killing Intent- 2

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Alfred Tal Botvinnik]

Aliases/Nicknames: Doctor Bot

D.O.B./Age:

Gender:

Race:

Blood Type:

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status:

Transportation:

Job/Occupation:

Hobby:

 

{Physique}

Height:

Weight:

Bust: N/A

Piercing: None

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: Natural Red Eyes

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: High School Diploma, Masters in Anatomy, Mod Training

Moral Alignment: Lawful Evil

 

{Weapons/Armor}

 

{Quotes/Theme}

N/A

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power-

Defense-

Speed-

Intelligence-

Skill-

Killing Intent-

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Sabakuro Karnon]

Aliases/Nicknames: Crimson Hitokiri

D.O.B./Age: 52 – 77, August 10th

Gender: Male

Race: Japanese

Blood Type: AB+

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status: Married

Job/Occupation: Shop Owner - Retired

Hobby: Training

Family:

1.      Brother- Shinichi

2.      Daughter- Rui

3.      Father- Shin

4.      Grandson- Alejandro & Sven

5.      Mother- Sakura

6.      Niece- Rogue

7.      Sister-In-Law- Fumiko

8.      Son-In-Law- Elfman & Noboru

9.      Wife- Tomoe

 

{Physique}

Height: 6’ 6’’

Weight: 220 lbs. - 219 lbs.

Bust: N/A

Piercing: None

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: None

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: High School Drop Out

Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral

 

{Weapons/Armor}

·         Swords

 

{Quotes/Theme}

N/A

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power- 4

Defense- 3

Speed- 4

Intelligence- 3

Skill- 5

Killing Intent- 5

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Rogue Karnon]

Aliases/Nicknames:

D.O.B./Age: 19 – 44, September 24th

Gender: Female

Race: Japanese

Blood Type: AB+

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status: Single

Job/Occupation: Shop Tenant - Shop Owner

Hobby: Bonsai Tree

Family:

1.      Aunt- Sabakuro

2.      Boyfriend- Noboru Junko

3.      Cousin- Rui

4.      Father- Shinichi

5.      Grandfather- Shin

6.      Grandmother- Sakura

7.      Mother- Fumiko

8.      Nephew- Alejandro

9.      Son- Sven

10.  Uncle- Tomoe

 

{Physique}

Height: 5’ 4’’

Weight: 148 lbs. - 165 lbs.

Bust: B-Cup

Piercing: None

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: None

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: High School Diploma

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

 

{Weapons/Armor}

·         Sword

·         Blade Fan; Capable of Riding

 

{Quotes/Theme}

N/A

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power- 3

Defense- 3

Speed- 4

Intelligence- 4

Skill- 5

Killing Intent- 5

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Yin Tanaka]

Aliases/Nicknames: Suigintou

D.O.B./Age: 30 - 55, October 29th

Gender: Female

Race: Japanese

Blood Type: A+

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status: In a Relationship

Job/Occupation: Super Mod - Super Mod

Hobby: Calligraphy

 

{Physique}

Height: 5’ 4’’

Weight: 171 lbs. - 225 lbs.

Bust: D-Cup

Piercing: None

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: None

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: High School Diploma, Mod Educational Training

Moral Alignment: Lawful Good

 

{Weapons/Armor}

 

{Quotes/Theme}

N/A

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power- 4

Defense- 3

Speed- 4

Intelligence- 4

Skill- 5

Killing Intent- 3

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Mitchel Zone]

Aliases/Nicknames: Marble Zone

D.O.B./Age: 45 – 70, August 26th

Gender: Male

Race: Caucasian

Blood Type: A-

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status: Single

Job/Occupation: Mod - Mod

Hobby: Piano

 

{Physique}

Height: 6’ 2’’

Weight: 156 lbs. - 187 lbs.

Bust: N/A

Piercing: None

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: None

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: High School Diploma, Mod Educational Training

Moral Alignment: Lawful Good

 

{Weapons/Armor}

·         200 Layer Nanobot Armor

·         Ball Bombs

 

{Quotes/Theme}

N/A

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power- 3

Defense- 5

Speed- 2

Intelligence- 3

Skill- 5

Killing Intent- 4

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Kenta Vangelion]

Aliases/Nicknames:

D.O.B./Age: 20 – 45, November 19th

Gender: Male

Race: Caucasian

Blood Type: B-

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status: Single

Job/Occupation: Inactive Member - Prisoner

Hobby: Exercising

 

{Physique}

Height: 6’

Weight: 165 lbs. - 182 lbs.

Bust: N/A

Piercing: None

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: None

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: High School Diploma

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

 

{Weapons/Armor}

·         Pheromone and Growth Hormone Controlled Plants

 

{Quotes/Theme}

N/A

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power- 3

Defense- 4

Speed- 3

Intelligence- 2

Skill- 3

Killing Intent- 5

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Wynn Cuato]

Aliases/Nicknames: WTF, For the Wynn

D.O.B./Age: 19 - 44, December 9th

Gender: Male

Race: Caucasian

Blood Type: O-

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status: Single

Job/Occupation: Status Leader - Inmate, Yugo Prison

Hobby: Painting

 

{Physique}

Height: 5’ 2’’

Weight: 216 lbs. - 231 lbs.

Bust: N/A

Piercing: None

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: None

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: High School Drop Out

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

 

{Weapons/Armor}

·         Knives

 

{Quotes/Theme}

Shepard of Fire by Avenged Sevenfold

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power- 3

Defense- 3

Speed- 3

Intelligence- 3

Skill- 2

Killing Intent- 5

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Nobou Beginning]

[spoiler=Desperado Finale Armor]

[/spoiler]

Aliases/Nicknames: 6-Shot, Desperado Finale

Age/D.O.B.: 16 - 41, December 1st

Gender: Male

Race: Caucasian

Blood Type: O+

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status: Complicated

Job/Occupation: High School Student/Status Member (Former) - Vigilante

Hobby: Weapon Smiting

 

{Physique}

Height: 5’ 11’’

Weight: 182 lbs. - 206 lbs.

Bust: N/A

Piercing: None

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: None

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: High School Drop Out

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

 

{Weapons/Armor}

·         Twin Guns [Cerberus & Null]

 

{Quotes/Theme}

“Kick in the Teeth” - Nobou Beginning

“No Plan B”- Desperado Finale

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power- 3

Defense- 3

Speed- 4

Intelligence- 3

Skill- 4

Killing Intent- 4

[/spoiler]

[spoiler=Slade Wilburn Hooper]

Aliases/Nicknames: Striker, War Torn

D.O.B./Age: 15 – 40, July 4th

Gender: Male

Race: Caucasian

Blood Type: AB-

 

{Character Information}

Relationship Status: Single

Job/Occupation: Club Pikachu Member - Weapons Broker

Hobby: Collecting Weapons

 

{Physique}

Height: 6’

Weight: 213 lbs. - 255 lbs.

Bust: N/A

Piercing: None

Tattoo(s): None

Special Features: Smokes

 

{Mental}

Attitude:

Fear(s):

Education: High School Diploma

Moral Alignment: Lawful Evil

 

{Weapons/Armor}

·         Guns

 

{Quotes/Theme}

N/A

 

CHARACTER FIGHTING STATS 1-5 (1; Weakest, 3; Normal 5; Strongest)

Power- 2

Defense- 2

Speed- 3

Intelligence- 2

Skill- 3

Killing Intent- 5

[/spoiler]

[/spoiler]

 

So what did everyone think of the newest chapters? Comments, concerns, suggestions, all are welcome!

 

Also I'm officially looking for someone to help fill out the Biographies, chiefly the 'Theme Songs'.

[Super Chaos Sonic]

[spoiler=Themes Ideas For Characters W.I.P]

Wynn - Psycho by Puddle of Mudd

Kaite - Stronger by Kelly Clarkson OR

[/spoiler]

 

This is still working. I'm starting with the ones you have here...then I'll try working on the other Bios to help with the themes! Hopefully they'll work ^^

[Jake the Sage]

[spoiler=Themes Ideas For Characters W.I.P]

Wynn - Psycho by Puddle of Mudd

Kaite - Stronger by Kelly Clarkson OR

[/spoiler]

 

This is still working. I'm starting with the ones you have here...then I'll try working on the other Bios to help with the themes! Hopefully they'll work ^^

 

If I could get in contact with WTF himself and Katie I'd ask what they'd personally like for their theme songs. Unfortunately I don't even remember if they got on YCM anymore. Thank you for the songs though and I'll check them out when I can.

[Sploda]

Just cuz I REALLY don't think you thought it through when you went and found a theme for me. I'll provide my own.

 

Progress by Ayumi Hamasaki.

[Jake the Sage]

Just cuz I REALLY don't think you thought it through when you went and found a theme for me. I'll provide my own.

 

Progress by Ayumi Hamasaki.

 

Is this supposed to be for Creator or Emperor Aito?

 

And I honestly thought that "King of the World" was a good theme song for Emperor Aito. It basically states that he's king and if you don't like it then tough sh*t

Guess you really don't like it . . . . (TT_TT)

 

And I was kind of looking for theme songs in English, but I suppose not anymore. In fact, yeah, whatever you want for your theme song will do- English, Japanese, Spanish, Instrumental, whatever!

[FTW (For The Wynn)]

I am quite cool with Psycho by Puddle of Mudd (even though my favorite song by them is Blurry).

However, another song I would put up there for consideration is Shepherd of Fire by Avenged Sevenfold. Either way works though.

 

[media]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7GLkvCrcExU[/media]

[Jake the Sage]

I am quite cool with Psycho by Puddle of Mudd (even though my favorite song by them is Blurry).

However, another song I would put up there for consideration is Shepherd of Fire by Avenged Sevenfold. Either way works though.

 

*listens to song*

Okay yeah while Psycho by Puddle of Mudd is good and kind of gives off this feeling of, obviously, not being quite right in the head it also makes you think your character KNOWS he's insane.

 

This song on the other hand gives off more of the vibe of someone who is absolutely crazy but thinks in the end they're doing the right thing. During some of these parts I could see your character walking down the streets and switching to how he sees the world, dirty and burning, and he feels it's up to him to "aid the weak" by sending them to heaven, aka killing them.

 

I'll change it to this.

[Super Chaos Sonic]

I am quite cool with Psycho by Puddle of Mudd (even though my favorite song by them is Blurry).

However, another song I would put up there for consideration is Shepherd of Fire by Avenged Sevenfold. Either way works though.

 

[media]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7GLkvCrcExU[/media]

 

Well never even heard of this one...surprised it never came up XD

 

I tried anyway! ^^;

[Lord JZ of the Enigma]

Eerytim I come back to this site from a Hiatus I always find something interesting, to actually see a Sequel to Trio of DEF is the most interesting I've seen in a long time, I'm gonna have to get myself a bag of popcorn to start reading, it's been forever though, I might need to start from the orginal first

[Thar]

I might need to start from the orginal first

 

You need it? I have it saved on a Word document if you do.

[Jake the Sage]

Eerytim I come back to this site from a Hiatus I always find something interesting, to actually see a Sequel to Trio of DEF is the most interesting I've seen in a long time, I'm gonna have to get myself a bag of popcorn to start reading, it's been forever though, I might need to start from the orginal first

 

Yeah I cannot promise if you'll like it or not, though I've been given mixed reviews. Suffice to say that quite a lot of old characters are going to be coming back, making cameos, or mentioned in the very least- who and what part is never final.

 

Hell! WTF was only supposed to get a cameo and now he's going to be playing a bigger part than originally desired.

 

You need it? I have it saved on a Word document if you do.

 

Thar I actually have the copy you sent to me linked in one of my earlier posts. That said if JZ wants an actual copy on his computer I don't see why you can't send it to him. I don't own Trio of DEF after all . . . . might want to ask Fusion though (>>)

[Jake the Sage]

Unfortunately due to a hectic schedule, not excluding the trip to Panama City, Florida, that left me with little time to actually write the newest chapter much less proofread it, there will be no new chapter this month.

 

Sorry everyone, really I am.

 

So as to not make this unfortunate update a total loss, I am giving free range for any questions to be asked and answered as well as suggestions to be included into the story later on.

[Jake the Sage]

Seems like the forum can't handle the story!

 

And by that I mean I can't upload more chapters into the original post. So, like Biographies, I suppose it'll be done in my posts from now on.

 

So here is the chapter for last month and, since I am a month behind, I'll try and get something "special" out for everyone to make up for it. People who had made suggestions for the story's plot might have a clue what it might be.

 

[spoiler=“The Latch-Boss is Who!?The Plot Thickens!”]

“We better get going. There are a lot of things you need to be caught up on,” Striker stated. He held out his hand and didn’t seem that surprised when Sven slapped it away from him, his glare meeting Striker’s smile. “Where is Enigma?”

 

“Hiru’s safe Sven,” a new voice called out from the room’s entrance. If Sven hadn’t been confused before, he was certainly now. Standing up he opened his mouth to speak but his mind failed to find the right words. Hundreds of questions formed in his mind yet his mouth wouldn’t let him ask any of them. All he did for what felt like minutes had been to stare at the Moderator. Finally his voice let him ask a single question, as if to make sure he was seeing the right person, “Sonic?”

 

The Moderator nodded his head to answer Sven. Before Sven could regain his composure and begin his barrage of question Sonic turned and began to walk away. Sven followed and tried to catch up to the Moderator so he could get his questioned answered. Those questions were momentarily forgotten when he spotted Hiru standing over a table with what looked like a map sprawled over it, pointing and speaking with a few other people around him.

 

“Sven!” Hiru exclaimed when he saw his friend and gave his shoulder a firm shake, “Glad you’re awake finally. Anything broken?”

 

“No . . . or at least I don’t think so. But that doesn’t matter right now! What the Hell is going on!?”

 

“They haven’t told you anything?” Hiru asked and looked back at Striker and Sonic, the prior who just shrugged his shoulders and pointed at the latter. Hiru turned to look back at his partner, “Striker helped us escape from Emma’s group because Sonic asked them too.”

 

“We’re nice like that,” one of Striker’s men stated without looking up from his crack fiction notepad.

 

“Thar! Quite writing your disturbing little romance stories and get back on patrol!” Striker ordered and soon enough Thar swung his pole axe over his shoulder and was off, grumbling, on boring patrol.

 

“Okay so I’ll buy Striker decided to save us because Sonic asked him too,” Sven began then looked at the Moderator, “Now why did you have Striker do it and why like this?”

 

“I did it because I know the Fake Type Knights were framed.”

 

“How can you be so sure we didn’t try to kill Fusion and DL?” Sven asked testing the Moderator.

 

“You don’t kill anyone unless it’s in self-defense Sven.  I also know you two would never harm family.”

 

“That’s fair enough. Now explain why you went through Striker to rescue us instead of the other Moderators.”

 

“There is a spy in the Moderators,” Sonic answered firmly. When the words finally sank in Striker and the Fake Type Knights sat down. Striker pulled out another cigar and lit it, inhaling deeply before he ran a hand through his hair, “Well ain’t that some sh*t?”

 

“How?” Sven asked.

 

“I had Lyn do a bit of an undercover investigation into the Super Moderators systems when Sora wouldn’t inform me about a few curious things going on at the Tower of Any Other.”

 

“By ‘undercover investigation’ I take it you mean she hacked into the Moderators’ systems, right?” Hiru interrupted not too happy that Sonic had dragged even them into this; though at least he was thankful Sonic had the presence of mind not to ask Rachel instead.

 

“Call it what you want, but Lyn discovered an encrypted file and managed to download a copy of it. The cliff notes version is basically this- someone broke into the Tower of Any Other and got into a room that was sealed with Super Moderator known passwords and a voice codex that used Enzax’s voice. All Super Moderators were accounted for as well as the Daughters of Darkness. So I can’t go to the Moderators even if I wanted too. I don’t know who the spy is.”

 

“Can’t you go to Albert, Draco, or Velma since you know they aren’t the spy?” Striker asked then tossed the used cigar to his feet and crushed it underfoot. Sonic shook his head, “Because of the fiasco with Fusion and DL I’m already on thin ice with them. If I don’t have proof that you two were set up they won’t listen to me anymore.”

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Being slowly lowered inch by inch inside the dark building, Nobou switched his visor to “detective mode” in order to see the remnants of any footprints; the visor identified the brand and even size when he spotted four separate sets. “They’re either not expecting any company,” Desperado thought quietly as he set foot on the ground and released the wire, “Or this group is really, really stupid.”

 

Desperado followed the footprints through an open door then past some disabled ‘Keep Out’ doors. He had walked halfway out into the other hallway before he stopped and slowly retreated back against the wall. In front of him, standing with their backs turned to him, was the criminals responsible for the break-in. Once he was certain he hadn’t been seen Desperado slowly peered back out. The group was currently working on opening a large vault door. “Well at least now I can make sure I have proof and won’t get arrested.”

 

“Have you gotten it open yet?”

 

“This system is almost as secure as the Tower of Any Other,” the second man snapped and glared at the woman who had just spoken, only his eyes visible underneath the mask, “It’s going to take some time.”

 

“We don’t have time Victor,” Lo retorted. The raven haired woman clenched her fists before she smashed them together, “Move aside and I’ll just take it off at the hinges!”

 

“No . . . let Victor do this his way Lo,” Cheetah Blazer said removing the cigarette from his mouth, tapping it so the ashes fell of the edge, “We might be pressed for time but we can’t go too quickly. Isn’t that right, Ms. Regret?”

 

Violet nodded her head. As much as she wanted to move quickly by any means necessary doing so would be ill advised. If they were caught then Sven and Hiru would never be able to prove their innocence. “That’s War Torne’s lackey” Nobou thought to himself staring at Cheetah from his hiding spot. Eyes drifted over to Violet and then the rest of the group, “The others must be more of Striker’s flunkies. And she’s a member of the Fake Type Knights. Are the Fake Type Knights working with Striker?”

 

Steady fingers worked the lock until a click, louder than normal in the quiet room, resounded through the entire room. For a moment everyone in the group held their breath; certain that any moment every Moderator would burst into the room. When the moment passed they sighed in relief and Victor triumphantly stated, “Got it.”

 

All of that stress and worry. That was just step one. Opening the control panel Victor eyed the palm scanner and ran his fingers around the edge of the box with a grin. From the bag he had slung over his shoulder Victor retrieved a single glove and once it was on pressed it against the sensor pad. The computer was easy to trick and when it accepted the fake palm scan the steel doors ahead of the group opened on automatic gears that dragged them back. Inside the room hundreds of computers for Soze’s company buzzed and blinked while they kept on their relentless work schedule.

 

“We’re in,” Violet stated with her hand against her ear. The tiny transmitter allowed for only her to hear Anon’s voice as he spoke. When he was finished she repeated what he had just said and removed her hand, “Alright. We’re looking for a motherboard labeled ‘ulifn.bftrlsxziwnzpvi.mvg’.”

 

“You heard the lady. Let’s get it and get out of here,” Cheetah ordered. The crowd motioned their agreement then slowly spread out. Her fingers ran over file after file Lo puffed some air up into her bang, moving them out of her eyes, and kept skimming over each file that was etched into the motherboard. When she hadn’t found the desired file soon enough Lo complained, “Can’t we just take all of them?”

 

“Lo . . . that’s just stupid,” Victor retorted without even so much as a glance up from the cluster of computer motherboards he was currently going through.

 

“Better than looking through every file on every computer until we-”

 

“Found it.”

 

“You just had to prove me wrong, didn’t you Ingrid?” Lo asked rhetorically. Ingrid just smiled at her friend and held the motherboard for everyone to see, shutting the dock it had been stored in. “Don’t be jealous that I’m better than you Lo.”

 

“Enough you two, now that we got what we came for let’s get out of here,” Cheetah ordered as he shut the motherboard he had been searching through. “That’s more than enough for me.” Desperado stopped the recorder. Taking out Null, Desperado took aim at Ingrid’s wrist and squeezed the trigger.

 

The shot landed perfectly.

 

“Ingrid! Are you alright? What happened!?” Cheetah shouted unholstering his guns. Violet was already trying to help Ingrid up off the ground, her wrist pressed between her legs as if it would dull the pain. Lo removed a stick from her back and held it against her side. Her voice was harsh as she shouted, also searching for the shooter, “Guess we should have been in a rush, hu?”

 

Cheetah didn’t answer.

 

“We didn’t trip a security system, did we?” Violet asked more to Anon and then anyone else. The Fake Type Knight had managed to pry Ingird’s hand from between her legs so she could see the damage- bruised but no bullet wound at least; Anon confirmed that he had remotely switched the alarm off before they got there. “I’m such a nice guy,” Desperado chuckled and switched Cerberus off of ‘stun’ then let it rest lightly on his forearm so he could aim at Cheetah’s head- eventually moving down to his shoulder. “Really wish I could just cap his dumb ass . . .”

 

“It doesn’t matter anymore. We need to leave, now!” Victor shouted and scooped up the motherboard then stuffed it in his coat pocket. Desperado had been hiding behind the door the group had come through. That meant unless they had another escape route they would be coming right towards him.

 

They came right towards him. All it took was a cloths-line to the first one, Lo being the unfortunate recipient, to make the others stop. It also helped that Desperado had both Cerberus and Null aimed at them. “Now, before I change my mind, spill your guts so I don’t have too . . . what’s the motherboard for and what are you planning on doing with it?”

 

“Mr. Beginning?” Violet asked recognizing the former family friend. If Nobou recognized Violet he didn’t show it. Violet raised her foot and lowered it when Cerberus trained its’ sight at her, “Mr. Beginning it is Violet. You used to date my Mom before she broke up with you.”

 

“Gonna have to be a little more specific than that,” Nobou commented then repeated what he had said earlier. This time Cheetah answered him, “I’d be more than happy to tell you everything about what’s going on. Granted, of course, that you point your guns away from my face.”

 

Desperado grinned to himself and lowered Null away from Cheetah’s face. Only now the gun’s barrel was aimed between Cheetah’s legs. Violet took a deep breath then slowly exhaled to calm herself. “We’re trying to prove the Fake Type Knights innocent.”

 

“How?”

 

Violet looked Desperado in the eyes then began to motion to Victor so she could explain about the motherboard and the file exposing Hirako Soze as the real enemy. She got about halfway into her turn before a bullet ripped through her chest and the force knocked her to the ground. A second later Desperado felt the impact of a bullet slam against the front of his armor and knock him back, but not truly harmed.

 

“Lo, Ingrid kill the hero and report back to base,” Victor ordered as he shot Cheetah from behind.

 

“Right”

 

“Yes, sir”

 

Turning his back to Desperado, Victor started to walk away but not before he took a second to wave back, “Be seeing you, Desperado Finale . . . or not . . .”

 

“Oh Like F*cking Hell You Are!” Nobou leapt from his spot and aimed both Cerberus and Null at the back of Victor’s head. “Oh sh*t!” Nobou’s wire-guided movement gear yanked him out of the way of a spear in time to avoid being pinned to the wall. Slammed against the wall Nobou shot another set of wires out as the other retracted, being sent forward to resume the chase. As he zipped through the air he glanced back over his shoulder, “Spears?! Who the hell uses spears nowadays!?”

 

The wire-guided movement gear kept Nobou out of the way as more spears were hurled his way; though just barely. Nobou pushed the thought of imminent impalement to the back of his mind and instead focused on catching up to Victor. Despite his best efforts the constant dodging and close calls made him loose Victor in the twisting hallways. The wires reeled back in Nobou waited for Lo and Ingird to round the corner before he tightened his grip on Cerberus and Null, “Looks like since I lost your buddy I’ma going to have to beat where he went out of you two.”

 

Lo tugged her fingerless gloves tighter on then cracked her knuckles with a grin, “You might as well get that zoomed idea out of your head and let us make this quick for you. No one’s beaten me before.”

 

“I can.”

 

Lo’s eyes grew wide then narrowed, “And who the Hell do you think you are!?”

 

Unable to resist an introduction Nobou spun Cerberus and Null on his index fingers before he tossed them into the air. He caught them both at the same time and aimed at Lo’s head and chest, “Name’s Desperado Finale, aspiring do-gooder and all around pain in the ass!”

 

Nobou pulled the triggers as soon as he finished. The spray of energy stun-bullets hit Lo’s head and chest hard enough that it sent her stumbling back. Cerberus and Null empty, Lo remained on her feet. The smoke clear the traitor lowered her arms and grinned at the vigilante, “Looks like your little toy guns don’t pack much of a punch.”

 

“Too bad!” Her arms remained in front of her face as Lo charged then leapt with one elbow extended out. “Downward swing with elbow to collar bone.” One side step easily let Desperado avoid her attack; he learned his lesson after having that happen one too many times. With Lo’s initial attack a miss, Desperado leaned back to avoid the right swing that followed.

 

He used the opportunity to counter, sending his knee up. Before the force of his counter knocked Lo away from him Desperado grabbed her arm and pulled back into his knee so he could dig it into her stomach. Once the force from the knee had been used Desperado quickly spun so he could throw her over his shoulder and down the hallway. “D*mn it!” Lo slowly pushed herself off the ground. Only to be caught off guard when Desperado Finale pistol whipped her across the face, busting her face open then kicked her back into the tiled floor. With Lo dazed and his guns reloaded, Desperado let Null’s muzzle rest against her forehead then pointed with Cerberus, “Smile, look right here and wait for the flash. Say cheese.”

 

Something tore into Desperado’s shoulder, piercing through his armor, and he could feel his feet being lifted off the ground. Briefly being held in the air Desperado’s body was hurled through a wall and further still until it crashed into a cubicle. Spitting blood Ingrid wiped her lips, “Thought I should jump in.”

 

Ingrid checked Lo for any injuries; nothing was broken or punctured but she had a few severe bruises that would hurt for a few weeks. Lo pushed Ingrid away once she stood up, still catching her breath, “I . . . had him!”

 

“Of course”

 

“I said I had him, until you decided to butt in!” Lo snapped with a harsh glare. Ingrid avoided her partner’s glare by looking at the floor. “No, no, don’t bother finishing me off ladies. Glad the bad guys never have enough brains to just kill a dude,” Desperado chuckled and groaned from the pain it caused then managed to roll onto his side. Back on his feet and guns in hand, Desperado looked back at the two arguing women, “Why does it seem like it’s just women that constantly kick my ass? I don’t remember getting the shit beat out of me when I fight guys.”

 

Ingrid noticed Desperado had gotten back up, albeit with support from a broken in half plastic wall, “He’s back up.”

 

“He’s tougher than I thought.” Lo pulled a dagger and extended it into a spear.

 

“Lo, I think we should have a little fun with this one.”

 

“Yeah sure, why not,” Lo mused cracking her neck back into its proper place, “Guess we’ve earned the right to go wild.”

 

Ingrid grinned. She was happy Lo was so ready to just cut loose; it wasn’t something they got to do very often. Her body leaned forward Ingrid’s muscles started to bulge. As more of the seemingly petite woman’s muscles became visible blood began to drip from her open mouth as each tooth grew longer, sharpening into dagger-like points, and both pupils narrowed into predatory slivers. Ingrid collapsed on the ground and the floor cracked underneath as the transformation continued. Her light skin grew darken and the raven strands of hair became thick patches of fur that spread until it covered her entire body. Finally clothes tore at their seams until Ingrid stood on four legs in front of Desperado- now a massive black panther.

 

“If Arm has anything to do with this . . . I’m shooting him in his nuts, repeatedly.” Desperado flicked Cerberus so that he could ‘auto-reload’ then aimed at the snarling panther-woman. Instead of shooting Ingrid Desperado turned and used a burst shot to make a hole in the wall so he could run the f*ck away. The vigilante fled as fast as his legs could carry him. Through more hallways than he’d care to recall, Nobou finally made a turn and spotted stairs ahead of him. Not slowed down in the least bit he began to climb up and took a moment to ensure if he was still being pursued. While his head was turned Desperado crashed through the rooftop door, busting through it full force, and feel out onto the roof. “Who put that door in my way?” A quick check let Desperado know that his movement gear was broken. That meant a quick escape off the roof was out of the question. He could jump, but without anything to stop him he’d just be falling to his death. Noises back inside the building let Nobou know he was running out of time.

 

Moments later Ingrid and Lo exited through the shattered remains of the door and onto the roof- only to find it completely empty. Lo’s shocked expression was obvious as she gazed around through her dark bangs as if she had overlooked the vigilante the first time on accident, “Did he escape?”

 

“No,” Ingrid growled out, her normally kind voice now deep and menacing, and slowly crept towards the edge of the building. Ingrid’s eyes scanned around her to spot Desperado the moment he made his move. She knew he wasn’t gone, she could still smell him; unfortunately for her the open air of the rooftop only meant she could gather he was somewhere close. While Ingrid went to check the sides of the building Lo had went to check behind the entrance back inside the building.

 

The panther-woman’s ear twitched then the rest of her head snapped backwards when a gunshot rang out. Sure enough Desperado Finale had been hiding behind the entrance back inside and didn’t hesitate to take a shot at Lo when she spotted him. The stun function still on, a setting he hadn’t remembered to take off, Lo stumbled then fell on weak knees. A roar made Desperado’s head shot up from the fallen enemy in front of him towards the now enraged Black Panther hauling ass right towards him. The large cat jumped at him and Desperado fell onto his back on instinct alone, jutted his legs out, and with all of his strength sent the panther flying over him. In his panic Desperado had somehow managed to hurl Ingrid clear off of the roof.

 

“Ingrid!” Lo shrieked in horror, regaining conscious just in time to see her partner disappear over the edge. Whatever numbness that had lingered in Lo’s muscles disappeared. On her feet the brawler stomped the ground in anger and pointed an accusing finger, “You just killed my partner!”

 

“Don’t worry . . . if she’s really a panther, and thus a cat, she’ll land on her feet and be fine,” Desperado remarked before the sound of glass being shattered and a woman’s scream reached them from the streets below. Nobou frowned, paused for a moment then shrugged, “Guess she wasn’t much of a cat . . .”

 

“I’ll kill you!!!” Lo sprinted at Desperado Finale and already had a spear out with all intended purpose of putting the pointy end through his skull- numerous times. Luckily for Nobou his head had managed to clear itself by now. He was able to avoid the jab from the pointy end of the spear. “She’s pissed, so she won’t be thinking straight.” Lo stumbled a bit from the missed attack before she twisted around, took out yet another spear, and prepared to resume her assault now with double the pointy impaling power, “I’ll Kill You!!!”

 

“First spear will be a distraction, get my attention off the second spear. She’ll most likely aim for an area that will force me to move.” Desperado prepared mentally and physically braced himself. As he had thought, the first spear aimed right for his face. Left, right, down, jump back, it didn’t matter where he moved he would still be in range for the second spear. So instead Desperado sucked in as much air he could and jumped up so the spear pierced into the breastplate of his armor. The unexpected move made Lo falter just long enough. Desperado landed and knocked her second spear aside and smirked; lucky for him the breastplate had the densest metal to deflect bullets, spears were nothing. “Change to a grab- use grip for a throw and then slam her onto the ground. The shock will confuse her. Apply pressure to her neck to keep her dizzy and unable to attack . . . shot to the head- game over.” As planned his hand twisted to grab Lo’s wrist and threw her over his shoulder.

 

“What!?” Lo screamed in the air before she collided with the ground. Desperado’s knee on her neck, her head kept spinning and she could feel all four limbs going numb. With Lo pinned Desperado took Null from his mouth and pressed the barrel against her temple, cocking the gun, “Game Over.”

 

“Are you going to kill me like you killed Ingrid?”

 

“I didn’t kill your friend . . .”

 

“You threw her off of the roof!”

 

“Yeah but it was the landing that really killed her. It’s not my fault Cat-Woman couldn’t land on her feet.”

 

Lo didn’t answer and instead tried her best to shoot Desperado a death glare. A very difficult task when you barely had enough blood properly circulating to keep you conscious. “So how about we play a game? Truth or Dare? Truth or Dare!”

 

“Screw you!”

 

Desperado applied a bit more pressure to Lo’s neck and she forcefully blacked out. When she recovered she discovered that Desperado Finale had tied her up with some spare rope. Immediately she started to struggle to get out free. All of her thoughts about the rope stopped when she saw where she had been moved; her heart had nearly leapt out of her chest when she saw she was lying on the edge of the building.

 

“About time you woke up. So are we ready to play?” Desperado asked from his spot crouched beside her, “Truth or Dare? Truth? Okay. Are you working for Striker?”

 

Lo didn’t answer. She even refused to look him in the eye. The corners of Nobou’s mouth straightened, his eyes narrowed. A single finger tugged on the rope then let it go so that it gave a low thrum, “Striker . . . War Torne . . . Slade William Hooper or whatever the dumb ass mother f*cker calls himself now. Well, are you?”

 

“Even if I was do you think I’d tell you a d*mn thing?”

 

“Well I hoped you’d be more willing if we made it a fun little game but apparently not.” Nobou pushed himself up and tugged the bandages wrapped around his stomach tighter. He took a few steps away from Lo then began to pace back and forth, speaking loud enough he was sure Lo could hear him, “Guess I’ll just leave you for the Mods to handle.”

 

Desperado walked back over to Lo and continued, “And before I go, I should let you know that rope you’re tied up in has tensile strength of about forty . . . forty five pounds. The more you know!”

 

Desperado pushed Lo off the side of the roof without a hint of remorse.

 

As she free fell to the ground below Lo did the most socially acceptable thing possible, she screamed for her life. The rope snapped taunt and stretched but never broke. Once it had stretched as far as it was going to it yanked Lo back up then let her fall again. This repeated a couple times until it ultimately left her to dangle in the open air sixty stories above the city streets.

 

Now that she was assured she wasn’t going to die immediately Lo shouted at Desperado, “You son of a b*tch! You crazy b*stard!”

 

Nobou leaned over the edge of the rooftop so he could see Lo swing in the wind that whipped by the building, “Wow I thought the rope would’ve snapped from your fat ass. How much do you weight?”

 

“F*ck! You!”

 

“Since you don’t want to answer that question, maybe-” Desperado began then stopped when he caught something out of the corner of his eye- right at the entrance back into the building. Hands on Cerberus and Null Desperado unholstered them and took aim at Lo’s back up only to stop when he saw Sora’s wide, panicked eyes, “Don’t shoot!”

 

Desperado let out a breath he hadn’t even known he held in and put his guns up. When Sora pressed him to explain what was going on Desperado gave him a quick run-down of everything that had happened since he arrived. All of the information left Sora nodding his head right in front of Lo, “So one of the Fake Type Knights got betrayed by this group who stole a computer part.”

 

“Maybe,” Desperado commented then realized something, “Hey Sora.”

 

“Yes?”

 

“The silent alarm lasted for only a few seconds. I only caught it because I was close by,” Desperado stated and gave the Moderator a stern look, “So why are you here?”

 

“Oh, you know,” Sora said in an almost sing-song voice as he strolled over to the vigilante whose expression hadn’t softened in the least bit. That changed when an electric current surged through his entire body, dropping him instantly, and Sora pulled the prod back with a smile, “Cleaning up.”

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“Luckily,” Sonic resumed after a long silence had washed over the entire group, “After I met with Striker to ask for his help he informed me he knew who the latch-boss was and that he had been trying to get evidence to convict him.”

 

“Really?” Sven raised an eyebrow at Striker, who was now on his fifth cigar. Striker just smirked and replied, “I told you I was nice like that.”

 

“So, how about we stop referring to him as ‘the latch-boss’ and you tell us who it is? Who decided to use us as scapegoats and try to kill Fusion and Uncle DL?”

 

“That would be one Hirako Soze, Hospital Administrator. He’s the one behind ‘Venom’ and everything else.”

 

“So what are we waiting for!?” Sven shouted and stood up, “Why aren’t we on our way to arrest him!?”

 

“Since you two are wanted you can’t go anywhere, unless you want to be arrested before you even get close to Soze. Striker sent a group to infiltrate Soze’s office and get the proof we need to convict him of everything.”

 

“Hope this group of yours is good,” Sven commented to Striker as he crossed his arms, “Our freedom is riding on it.”

 

“Considering your Violet is leading the charge, you tell me.”

 

“You sent Violet after the latch-boss!?” Sven shouted and lifted Striker off his feet by his collar. Striker’s hands around Sven’s in a desperate try to pry them from his shirt so he could breathe he managed to squeak out, “She . . . went on her . . . . I didn’t . . . . make her . . .”

 

“Sven that’s enough!” A sharp blow to the face forced Sven to let go of Striker, the criminal toppled to the ground and swallowed air as fast as his lungs could manage. Sonic pulled his fist back to his side, “I got in contact with Violet to let her know you two were alright and to fill her in on what was going on. When she put everything together she demanded to go.”

 

“Well . . . that does sound like Violet,” Sven admitted and rubbed the part of his jaw were Sonic had punched him. Sonic offered his hand and helped the Fake Type Knight up then apologized for the punch. “No I deserved that.”

 

“Sorry I lost my cool,” Sven apologized to Striker who had managed to get his breathing back to normal. Striker just nodded his head and chuckled, “Just hit our enemies that hard and you won’t hear a complaint out of me. So since we’re all just waiting on the intel group to return I take it we have time to deal with our other little problem?”

 

The Fake Type Knights looked at Sonic to try and figure out what Striker was talking about. Sonic ran his palm down his face and was visibly unhappy, “I doubt this time will be any different but we can try again.”

 

“What?” Hiru asked. He may have woken up first but in the time he had been the only one awake he was just given the same information Sven had and from there he spent his time working on trying to figure out how best to get to Hirako without running into the Moderators.

 

“Well you two weren’t quite the only ones who we had to take,” Striker answered. The Fake Type Knights remembered that there had been another passenger, or escort would be a better term, in the helicopter before the, at the time, unknown rescue.

 

Flandre Scarlet had been struggling ever since he woke up to free himself from the binds that kept him tied to the chair. He had only slowed down once when Sonic arrived, confused, but resumed the moment the former Moderator left. Sonic had tried to convince him that they didn’t mean him any harm. Flandre only believed any of it. Wrists now rubbed raw enough that they bled the red haired Black Ops member stopped for a moment to let the pain ease a bit. The door opening in front of him, Flandre looked up to see that Striker and Sonic had been joined by the Fake Type Knight.

 

“Are you ready to listen to reason now?” Striker asked as he removed the gag from Flandre’s mouth. Flandre just glared back at the criminal then at the others. “I guess not.”

 

“Ryko listen,” Sonic started using Flandre’s real name to get his attention. It did more than get Flandre’s attention as he spat at Sonic, “You don’t get to call me that traitor. Working with Striker . . . . the enemy!”

 

“Didn’t you work with Life?” Enigma asked. Flandre grew silent and started at one of the leaders of the new Fake Type Knights. He had worked for Life, helped build the bomb that threatened the world, and even attempted once to kill Fusion himself. But that was all because of a certain reason, “I wasn’t myself! I was brainwashed by the Inactive to do those things.”

 

“Yet you still feel guilty about what you did, don’t you?” Enigma pressed on and was certain he was correct when Flandre didn’t answer him. Enigma stepped in front of the others and rested a hand on his sword, “Flandre we’re not the enemy, Hirako Soze is. He tried to kill Fusion and DL and frame us. With your own past can’t you possibly give us the benefit of the doubt?”

 

“Tied to a chair? Not really,” Flandre commented, “Even then give me a plausible reason to believe your story.”

 

A quick flash and the ropes that had kept Flandre tied to the chair were cut loose. Engima held out his hand towards him, “Because it’s the first rule of the Fake Type Knights to not kill innocent people, right?”

 

Flandre swatted Enigma’s hand away and stood up on his own. He saw that only Enigma hadn’t prepared for him to make a break for it. Eyeing the younger man Flandre jabbed his finger into Enigma’s chest, “If this is some kind of trick I will personally kill you myself.”

 

“So you’re helping us?” Sonic asked astonished that Hiru had managed to convince stubborn Flandre of all people to help. That hope was dashed when Flandre shook his head, “I’m not going to help you do anything. I’m just not going to go tell the group your location yet. I’m also going to stick around to make sure you’re not lying.”

 

“Believe me once we get that data from V you’ll be apologizing for ever not believing us,” Valor commented.  No sooner did the moment pass one of Striker’s men burst into the house, his expression a mixture of fear and worry, “Uh sir we might have a problem . . .”

 

“What!?”

 

The entire group stepped out into the open air of the docks. All of Striker’s men had come from their spots patrolling and were now standing, guns aimed, in front of a group of black cars parked in front of them. Slowly men emerge from the black cars and stand at attention with guns displayed to intimidate Striker’s group. One chauffeur stepped out and opened the door for his passenger.

 

“Oh, I see,” Striker said once he saw the latch-boss emerge. Hirako Soze pulled his coat tighter around his body as the wind kicked up; Adam, Setsuna, and the rest of his guards put themselves in between him and any bullet the enemy might shoot at him. The Fake Type Knights, as well as everyone on their side, tensed up as the latch-boss slowly strode over towards them. When he was at a close enough distance he stopped and looked at them with eyes as cold as the air that whipped around them, “Slade.”

 

“Hirako,” Striker answered back harshly being called by his real name, “Have you come to turn yourself in?”

 

For the briefest of moments Hirako looked confused before his eyes returned to their natural icy stare. Hirako could see that Striker’s men were ready to shoot at the first sign of hostility, so where his. “I came to ask you to end this. You can’t win and I would prefer to keep the bloodshed from needlessly continuing. Surrender and I will do everything in my power to help you.”

 

“We can’t win? We have a Moderator on our side- all of them when we reveal you’re behind ‘Venom’!” Striker shouted triumphantly and was soon followed by cheers by his group.

 

“I’m behind ‘Venom’!?” Hirako shouted, now very apparently angered, “You were the one who-”

 

“I don’t need to hear anymore lies,” Striker cut Hirako off and unholstered his gun but didn’t point it at the latch-boss; he knew if he one of Hirako’s men would have shot him. The tension continued to rise around the group. Striker with his hand on his gun, all of his men ready to shoot, and on the other end of the docks Hirako’s group ready to retaliate the moment they saw Striker’s hand even barely lift the gun.

 

The tension finally broke when a gunshot rang out. Both sides thought it had come from the others and already prepared to shoot they didn’t hesitate to give their immediate reply. Those who weren’t struck down instantly from the first shower of bullets ducked behind anything they could for cover. Both sides traded fire, shooting at each other and made attempts to get to a better location.

 

“D*mn it Striker why did you have your men shoot!?” Sonic shouted from behind a metal barrel that was slowly being whistled down from bullets ricocheting off of it. Striker took a couple shots at the enemy then ducked back behind his hiding spot, “I plead self-defense!”

 

Another gunshot rang out and the bullet took Striker’s pistol right out of his hand; the bullet hit the gun with enough force that it even managed to punch through the barrel. “There’s no way that came from in front of me.” Striker rolled on his back to see who had shot at him. Like he thought, someone stood on top of one of the shipping containers with a rifle aimed right at him. “Men stand down!”

 

“Sir!?” Kevin asked thinking he might have misheard his boss. All of Striker’s men had taken a second to look back at their boss, as if doing so would let them all know they had heard wrong and spotted why Striker wanted them to stop shooting at Hirako’s group. Striker wanted them to start shooting the new group clad in black robs who had somehow managed to get the drop on them. Hirako’s own group stopped shooting the moment they saw a new group had also surrounded them.

 

“Hanna!?” Setsuna asked utterly confused when she spotted her classmate standing amongst the group, clad in her own black robe. The red eyed teenager stepped aside from the woman totting the rifle and removed her hood so that her face was completely visible now to everyone below.

 

“Why are you here?” Adam glared up at Hanna and stopped moving his gun into a position where he’d be able to shoot her when he saw one of the black robbed figures take aim at him. Hirako slowly rose from his spot, “It’s good to see you Hanna. Thank you for the back up.”

 

Hanna removed her silver framed glasses and cleaned them off. Her eyes closed she took a deep breath and slowly exhaled then opened her eyes, her stare distant as she spot, “I have seen the outcome with my ability to see beyond the walls of space and time. Dispose of them, all of them.”

 

“I figured that was going to be your answer,” Striker said with a scowl then raised his voice so his men could hear him clearly, “Do I even need to give the order!?”

 

“No sir!” Striker’s men shouted in response. “For Honor!”

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[Super Chaos Sonic]

Desu being epic in this...as usual xD Though Sonic being called a traitor...pretty harsh there o.o

 

All in all, not a bad chapter. Though I wasn't expecting that one specific part to happen...

[Jake the Sage]

Desu being epic in this...as usual xD

 

Hate to say it but . . . he is kind of a good fighter.

 

 

Though Sonic being called a traitor...pretty harsh there o.o

 

You wake up to Striker. Then you see Sonic beside him. Who wouldn't think you were a traitor?

[Super Chaos Sonic]

Hate to say it but . . . he is kind of a good fighter.

I've known this...he's proved that to me xD

 

 

You wake up to Striker. Then you see Sonic beside him. Who wouldn't think you were a traitor?

...No comment on how wrong that sounds...

[Jake the Sage]

You wake up to Striker. Then you see Sonic beside him. Who wouldn't think you were a traitor?

 

...No comment on how wrong that sounds...