“Let’s split up when we get in here. It’ll be easier to talk to people if they don’t think we are together.”

She removes her hand and opens the metal door that hides the club from the outside world. As soon as the door opens, music pounds into her body, vibrating through her. Her eyes move over the club as she hands a woman behind a desk her coat and satchel to keep until she is ready to leave. Smoke gathers in a thick cloud around the colored lights above the dance floor and above the stage, where a live punk band plays. The rest of the club is dimly lit, most of the tables pushed back into the shadows. A bar lines one wall and that is where she heads first. The people in the club are almost all dressed in gothic type clothing, their hair done up in spiked and dyed styles and their dark make-up making their faces look pale.

“Just water,” she hops up on a barstool as the bartender gives a surprised look and goes to get what she requested.

The man to her right is bent over a pint, his clothing and general appearance not looking at all like someone who should be in a place like this. She leans her elbows on the bar and tilts her head at him.

“Something the matter, baby?” she purrs at him, a small smile forming on her darkly painted lips.

He looks up at her face and then runs his eyes over the rest of her. When he looks back up into her eyes, she can see that he is pleased with what he sees. His eyes are glazed, though he doesn’t seem totally gone.

“Not anymore,” he pushes aside his mug and spins his barstool slightly towards her. “But if something was the matter, what would you do about it?”

“Oh…I could take all the pain away,” she offers a dark smirk and then sips her water, staring at him over the rim of the glass.

A pair of arms wraps around her waist suddenly and a kiss is laid on the shoulder that is bared. She sets her glass down and grabs one of the wrists, wrinkling her nose at the foul smell coming from the new man’s lips. She is just about ready to floor him, when the man she was talking to slams a fist into the other’s nose. Even though the drunk goes tumbling to the floor and lays there unconscious, no one really even turns to look at the spectacle.

“Thanks.”

“No problem. A pretty chick like you should have a man to protect you, especially in times like these.”

“Hmh, trying to get the job?” she leans closer. “I’m in the city…there isn’t much here you can protect me from other than the occasional goon…if a bomb from the war hits here, no one can save me.”

“You don’t know what’s coming. It won’t only be bombs you know.”

“Like what? And the battle hasn’t been in the city for days…so maybe it won’t be back.”

“It’ll be back, babe, you can count on it and very soon.”

“How do you know?”

“I just do,” his eyes begin to grow guarded.

I got a winner here, she grins inwardly and reaches up a hand, caressing his jaw lightly.

“So, what’s your specialty? Are you a soldier? A spy?”

He grabs her hand and pulls it away from his face, “None of your damn business.”

“Oh, sorry,” she bites her lip and gives him a hurt look, pulling her hand away slowly. “Just trying to get closer.”

“Look, all I have to say is get yourself out of the city by tomorrow evening…it’s going to be big,” he whispers the last, face very close to hers.

She purposely widens her eyes for a moment, “Then let’s not waste tonight, eh?”

His eyes gain a heat as she takes him by the hand and pulls him away from the bar and towards one of the tables in the shadows.

Fei, I think I’ve found our first contestant…wanna help me squeeze some answers out of him if you aren’t too busy? her eyes narrow as she walks in front of him, leading him with her hand in his.

When they reach the table, he spins her around and backs her up against the wall, towering over her small stature. He leans down and locks his lips to hers before she can protest. Reluctantly, she tries to be the good actress and play along.

Alright, I don’t care if you are busy, I need some help here…he’s getting a bit pushy and I’m going to have to break his hands if they get any lower.

" **** i shoulda followed him. now what am i gonna do no one i know is around here and i don't know where Clutches Base is. Damnit! "

Kawanua floats up higher into the air, he then opens a Rift to His world....Everworld and calls forth some dragons.

" I have summoned you for a quest i want you to find Clutchfiends base. and come and tell me when you find it. Do it now! "

With that the dragons fly off in different directions and disappear. a small little dragon flies out of the rift before it closes it jumps onto Kawanua wings and cries with joy.

" O_O*turns around* Lizzie, don't sneak up on me like that, what are you doing here i thought i told you to stay in Everworld.... well now that your here i might as well let you stay for a while. hold on.. "

Kawanua smiles and Lizzie and pats her, then flies off in a direction the dragon's didn't, Lizzie screams with joy and jumps on Kawanua's should and nibbles on his ear, licking it and biting it.

" ow, come on lizzie im trying to fly. Hey don't pull it you'll change my direction. OW lizzie come on. Lizzie stop!!! Oh SH*T Watch out lizzie!!! "

The towns folks watch the figure in the air drop to the ground like a fly and then hear a distance explosion and smoke fill the sky.

"Attention, command HQ. This is Force Commander Cameron Aileron. we are now at full red alert status. I repeat, we are now at full red alert status. Sound all alarms. All troops are to be in their specified battle stations ASAP."

Whithin seconds, the sounds of emergency sirens fill the air. Outside, civilians yell for loved ones as they run for their specified shelters. Doors burst open and fully armored Space Marines rush out of them, bolt rifles in hand. The once quiet hallways of the command center are now filled with soldiers rushing to the armories to suit up. Tanks begin to move outside of town. At the landing zone, Thunderhawk gunships and Interceptors begin to power up and take off.

Back in Soul's room, cLuTcHFieND looks at Soul Reaver and Dom.

"Well, looks like this party is starting a little early."

Gabriel jumps out of Dom's hands and rubs up against cLuTcHFieND's legs. cLuTcHFieND picks him up and looks at him, a tear forming in one eye.

"Well, I guess I have to take care of you now. Jihon wanted it that way......."

*Sabre Soldier laughs slightly in his head as he dances with two young gothic ladies in the room to a radio. He begins to show some cheap acting affection to the both of them. His young appearance cheers the two deppressants up quite a bit.*

Fei: Young madaams, are you having any fun

Goth 1: Kinda, you're really a great guy, but there's something about you.

Goth 2: I think you're a gentleman. I'm not in the mood to dance right now though. I'm in the mood for something else.

*The one goth pulls a small needle out of her pocket and waves it to him. Sabre Soldier smiles slightly and extends his arm. She plunges the needle into his arm, and injects the drug. Sabre Soldier smiles slightly as the needle is released. He holds his hand to his back, and lets the drug drain immediately out of his body through a pore. Before being able to fully react, he's pounced on by the young female. The other hesitating slightly follows up behind her, where they both begin to remove their clothes.*

Um...Tamrissa, maybe you should hurry up too.

*The dragon whispers to Fei*

Dragon: Ha ha ha...Fei, you big Sissy. Have some fun before killing them. They are pretty cute.

Fei: Yes, maybe you're right. A kiss will not hurt that much.....

The alarm begins outside and the music fades out, leaving the club in almost complete silence. Within five seconds of hearing the shouts and sirens above ground, the people in the club are running for the door.

As the man looks up to see what’s going on, Tamma shoves her knee into his groin and pushes him backward.

“Tomorrow night, my ass! What’s going on?” she swings her fist down and clobbers him across the face, knocking him to the ground. “Tell me now, or I will rip out you throat and leave you choking to death on your own blood!”

She rolls him onto his back and straddles his torso, her left hand going to his neck, nails digging into the tender muscle and flesh. Her other arm pulls back, her fist ready to strike him again. His hands go to the wrist of the hand that is holding his throat.

“I…don’t…know,” he gasps out, still feeling intense pain. Blood runs from the corner of his mouth and a small gash on his cheek.

Sabre, Clutchfiend has sounded some sort of alarm…everyone went into a panic and flew out of here…we need to get back to the base. I’m taking this asshole along, I’m pretty sure he is a spy in league with the Chaos Lords, she strikes the other side of his face and tightens her grip on his neck. Meet me outside, if you can tear yourself away from your whor…contestants I mean.

She shakes her hand, wincing at the pain of striking him twice. He covers his face with his hands to ward off another blow.

“No! I don’t know! It wasn’t supposed to happen yet…” his voice shakes.

“What?! What wasn’t supposed to happen yet?!” she pulls his head up and lets it fall harshly against the concrete floor. He doesn’t answer, only shakes his head. “I should kill you now, but I don’t have time to spend on how you truly deserve to die…so…I’m taking you with me…maybe someone else can pick something useful out of that gray matter in your skull!”

Her hand releases from his neck and she gets up, dragging him to his knees along with her. The silver chain belt that was around her waist serves as binds for his wrists. She shoves him forward, a long-bladed dagger coming from the sheath on her wrist and moving to his shoulder where the razor-sharp edge lays against his neck.

“Try anything and I’ll remove your head from your shoulders,” she stands on tiptoe to hiss it into his ear.

She watches the pulse jump on his neck, her olive eyes flaring with a slight glow, but she shakes it away and grabs the material of his shirt at his back and pushes him towards the door. When she is outside, she puts him up against the wall of the building and lays the tip of the dagger just below his chin.

“Just kill me, bitch,” he presses against the blade, drawing a small amount of blood. “I’m not saying anything once we get to your leaders.”

“That’s fine, sweetie, then they’ll give you to me and I get creative…you won’t die until I let you,” she pulls herself up to draw a finger down the line of his jaw. “So, you either answer their questions or I get to taste your blood for a few days.”

She frowns inwardly at the last part of her comment and lowers her heels to the ground, watching the man try to keep his composure.

Five minutes, Fei, and then I’m coming up there and killing both of them for you.

~A sweet, little woman...with more bite than bark~

"****.... I hope like hell they dont let anyone out of the city..."

*The Triton quickly gains speed running towards some lights in the distance. All of a sudden a voice enters Jihons cockpit...*

Triton camp gaurd one: Hault! Who goes there!

Jihon: I am Jihon... Stand aside or I will destroy you.

*The triton lowers its cloak and Signals Jihon to pass. Jihon walsk for some time untill the Triton is struck by several gattling shells. Jihon opens a com line to the assailent.*

"Starting a little earlyer than expected eh?"

Gisias: Yeah I though it would make things a little more interesting!

Jihon: What of Thisias?

Gisias: He is good... He is much more loyal than I expected... You should know... I KILLED ROSE!

Jihon: I expected no less... I will take you down if it is the last thing I do!

Thisias: hehehehehe..... FOOL! We will have you dead before you come up with another arrogant statement!

Jihon: Betrayal... I have felt it before but not from you...

Thisias: TASTE BLADE!!

*A streak of energy is seen and is quickly met with the large sheild on The Triton roses back. The two, almost identical, tritons stand as if they were statures forever frozen in battle. It has begun....*

"According to this, the Chaos are planning to launch a full scale attack at dawn."

Kalana takes the sheet from him and reads it.

"Well, base should be alerted about this. We may need-"

A message comes over the headset that Kalana is wearing.

"Attention all units. By executive order of Force Commander Aileron, the city is now under full red alert status. All units report back to base unless otherwise ordered."

Kalana grins.

"Well, looks like they already know. All units hold your position untill the commander contacts us."

(:Professionals are predictable. It's the amateurs who are dangerous:)

Jobaber, get ready for something big. Scratch that underground siege thing, just stay close to me.

Halcon trots towards the main door and waits for the others. He sits down and prepares his prayers for the oncoming battle.

"A dragon, here. Why?"

Dom raises his hand to call the dragon. The dragon flys on his way and suddenly stops. He looks down at Dom and flys down to greet him. He is no way afraid of this man. But, the marines are diffrent.

"OH MY GOD!! Were under attack." A nearby marine runs to get his gun. A few other marines do to.

"Stop. He is not dangerous. I have him under control. Go on your buisness." The marines look at Dom then the dragon. They go back to their duty. Dom once agian looks at his new friend.

"What are you doing here?" He stares intently at the dragon then smiles. "Ahh it is that Kuwanu. He is your master. Go tell him where the base is and tell him we are under red alert. Also, tells him Dom says hi." He pats the dragon on the head, then the dragon lifts off to tell his master.

(That just made my day. I hope he doesn't get them invovled. If one dies or gets hurt I will kill him.)

Dom goes back inside and sits next to Halcon. He closes his eyes and grips his sword.

Jihon: State your name!

Mysterie Triton:....

Jihon: God damnit! State your ****en name Or I will fire on you!

Stryder: Its stryder! Heh You mean business. Wheres Rose?

Jihon:... She died... She followed me here...

Stryder: .... what.... NOOO! Which one killed her?

Jihon: Its the one we cant see its hiding. I am gonna get the son of a bitch!

Stryder: Who are you fighting?

Jihon: Thisias.... He was infected with the quicksilver sickness....

Stryder: I see....

Jihon: Your losses are mine as well... Stay out of this let me handel this its not your fight!

Stryder: Who the hell are you to tell me that I cant fight! She was my daughter!

Jihon: YOU KNOW DAMN WELL I CARED FOR HER JUST AS MUCH, IF NOT MORE, THAN YOU!

Stryder: So it is true....

*The rockets fire out of Jihons sheild some of them exploding apon impact others cut in and then explode. The Triton, although heavily damaged, seems to be functioning fine.*

Jihon: Thisias... Killing you will hurt me... But you said yourself that I should... Your death will bring me no peace... It will begin another million years of shame... *A rocket slams into the back of Rose. The triton stumbles slightly forward.* There is no hope for you anymore... You are lost... I cannot trust that you will return... You are programmed now for evil... My job is to destroy it. YOU WILL DIE THISIAS BED!!!

*Jihons plasma sword is drawn and it falls apon Thisias's. The two tritons grow close as they begin a meelee of furiouse attack. Blow after fearsome blow is met with yuet another blade. As the two clash the sound of sirens can still be heard in the distance.*

"DIE THISIAS DIE!"

*The plasma blade cuts neatly down the one side of Thisias's triton causing sparks to fly... explosion is immenent....*

Thisias: Jihon... I have faught the sickness long enough to get through to you one final word. Take care of yourself and I will be certain to watch you from where ever I go.... Good bye father....

*The triton explodes with a blinding flash of light. Peices of debre and balls of fire fly strait into the sky. What is left of the triton falls to its knees and Explodes the rest of the way. Jihon sits stareing madly at the explosion...*

Jihon: Where are you Gisias... where are you you son of a bitch... You and your damned bloodline have taken my entire life from me... Taken my family my freinds... This is not only my score to settle... It is both of ours...

Gisias: Hahahahahahahaha! You really think all that matters! at dawn we attack!! I will leave you now... we will continue this... battle later... The truth is that I was never there! I am hidden! Do you truthfully beleive that my suppiriors would allow me to come out there! Right now I am sitting in a room with a hundred officers like myself! We used my brother as a pawn! Well I'll see you later!

Stryder: NOOOOOOOOO!!!

Jihon: I knew he would pull this crap... Lets get out of here... I have a feeling we are gonna get company...

*The two tritons take flight into the rainy night.*

Stryder: Where are we going?

Jihon: To a nearby city. I have a lot of freinds there. I have reason to beleive that one of them may be in trouble... I have to get back and tell them what is going on...

Stryder: You know how long it has been since I last faught?

Jihon: Yes... I understand why you have come out of retirement.

Stryder: I am soo damn tired an I need fuel!

Jihon: There is not much fuel here we will search in the morning.

Styder: We shall... and then we have our revenge....

*The two shame warriors fly off into the darkness towards the flashing lights of the city. The two of them have faught side by side before but never for the same cause. Rivals for the earlyer part of their life and condmmoned to the same fate... Inmortality...*

What’s going on? she steps out of the room, backing against the wall as she is almost bowled over.

“Red alert…get to your station tech!” one yells in her direction as he jogs past.

Oh…I’m not a… she protests, but he is already gone.

She brings her hands up to her raven hair and pulls it back, putting it in a twist at the base of her neck as she walks. When she reaches the place where Dom and Halcon are sitting, she puts her hands on her hips and looks down.

We aren’t going in to disable the shields anymore are we? she makes it more of a statement than a question. Where’s everyone else?

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