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Post by Deleted on Mar 7, 2015 12:47:05 GMT
The air is cool; the sun is already setting in the horizon, bathing the West Capitol in its orange-yellowish light. Soon the night will befall the city. Diving further into the scenery, we arrive at the facilities of the Blue Banner Army, where the growing faction conducts its routine activities. By the courtyard, we see a blue man performing a few moves around. If you’re not accompanying his development so far, all you have to know is that he has just been activated for the first time as a cybernetically enhanced alien humanoid and has been training for the past hours to try and get used to his new body. Also, he needed to kill some time as he is waiting for Admnistrator Azure to come by. The two haven’t met since BREU went in the lab to undergo his body modifications. While for BREU it was a blink of an eye, for his superior it’s been sometime already.
BREU kicks, punches and perform acrobatic maneuvers, as he experiments his new powers. He was in a place easy to spot, in case Azure came by, but wasn’t necessarily practicing in the middle of the courtyard. He was more dislocated to the corner. At one point, he noticed someone approaching him. It’s hard to sneak up on a machine…
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Post by Vi-Poi on Mar 9, 2015 4:30:06 GMT
(Heavy Weights On)
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Vi-Poi hadn’t visited the new installation in the Western Capitol yet. It was still under construction, bought through myriad of their subsidiaries and dummy corporations until there were nothing left but vague vestiges of Blue Banner influence. The compound itself was labeled as a private military contractor training site, and it was all very above board. There was even a fake CEO for this fake company, in an office on the other side of town, flying in a showy hover stretch-limo and dining with the Western Capital’s upper tier socialites.
As it was, Vi-Poi arrived in a slim black sedan, closing the door behind him after thanking the driver. There was some level of ceremony involved, as if Vi-Poi were a visiting dignitary, which he found at the same time interestingly strange and quietly unsettling. The project manager from the Special Corps was there, along with Colonel Umber and Major Vermillion, and a smattering of other officers. They greeted him with crisp salutes, which Vi-Poi returned.
“Administrator Azure.” Major Vermillion said, grinning broadly. “You’re going to want to see this.” The young flame-haired commander of the Blue Banner’s Science Corps looked positively elated. “We’ve been having trouble with the regular androids at Site A. Well, you’ve seen them.” He said, rubbing at his neck sheepishly. “But Dr. Slouch’s top biologist at Site B has reported a tremendous success!”
Vi-Poi nodded slowly, his locks of azure hair momentarily obscuring his eyes. “I had heard congratulations were in order. It is in fact, why I came now. Who is he?”
“Oh, he’s a tremendous success, sir! They named him Bionic Recon and Extermination Unit. BREU, for short. It’s a fitting one, you should see him.” Major Vermillion said, beaming as Vi-Poi fell in beside him and they all began to walk. “He was a space pirate, as far as we can tell, from the Brenchian Gemini. A very tough specimen. He survived a bad wreck outside of Outpost Nine. His ship had signs of battle damage, and our stealth uplinks to the government’s orbital satellites reported alien vessels in the area at the time of the crash.” Major Vermillion tilted his head, almost hesitantly. “He’s responded very well to our bionics regime, and the prototype recombinant strain of our macro-phagic cells was successfully introduced. His brain though, was badly damaged in the crash, and showed signs of alcohol dependency. We did what we could, ran some tests. Bizarrely, the synthesized cells seem to crave the ethanol in our alcohol samples badly. Preliminary experiments show that instead of entirely binding to his neuro-receptors as is normal, much of the alcohol is eaten by the bionic cells, exciting energy production and mitosis.”
Vi-Poi blinked in wonderment and nodded slowly. He would have to make certain that everyone in the Science Corps were issued a large bonus this month.
As they entered the training courtyard and approached their subject, Vi-Poi’s combat systems and built-in scouter took their assessment.
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He was a sleek creature with Brench-blue skin and a bright shock of blonde hair. He was powerfully built, with sturdy and compact musculature. His left arm was completely mechanized, a limb of dark coiled cabling. His movements were sharp, and well-executed. An impressive success, to be certain.
“Hello, BREU. I’m Administrator Azure, but you may call me Vi-Poi. I heard you were very special, and I see that I was not misled.” Vi-Poi said, his large blue eyes catching the soft amber rays of the dying sun, reflecting brightly in the strange and eerie half-light. He put his hands in his coat pockets, and waited for a response.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2015 14:01:07 GMT
BREU turns his head slightly to take a peek over his shoulder of whoever or whatever was approaching him. He spots a small blue haired man, clad in a black suit, locking his big blue eyes on the cyborg alien as he threads calmly towards the pale blue-skinned warrior. So much blue in a single place... Taking notice of his approaching visitor, BREU relaxes and turns to him, waiting for the man to stop in front of him and present himself. Shifting to a infra-red vision that comes to be BREU's point of view, we see numbers structuring themselves right in front of his (and our eyes). That's six figures, baby. BREU's humble power level is composed of merely four. It wasn't as powerful as the energy level his in-built scouter registered earlier, but it was more than enough to turn BREU into android pâté in the fraction of a fraction of a milisecond. Once again, it made the mercenary think about how long he has been locked in that lab for such a torrent of high-powered individuals ivade Planet Earth in such a manner. The blue man waits for the man to introduce himself.; the two haven't met before. He states his actaul name is Vi-Poi, also known as Admnistrator Azure. That rank indicated this man was at the top of the food chain in the Blue Banner Army, although the boss BREU remembered was a difference face than this one. Perhaps they put someone else in charge during the time they were modifying BREU's body? IT wasnt important to BREU though who gave the orders. As long as they gave him money. And booze. Oh sweet Earth's moonshine... BREU's body cells seem to contort with the thought. The first thing he was going to do after dealing with Mr. Admin was head grab a bottle out of his personal stash and delight himself in the sweet dizziness of ethanol poisoning. In a respectful gesture BREU salutes his superior in military fashion.
– "Administrator Azure. I see you are already aware of my name, so I'm not bothering you with boring introductions" – BREU answers, as practical as ever. Needless to say, Vi-Poi's compliment was a very welcome bloating of BREU's immense ego and he grinned innerly at the acknowledgement of his particular talents.
– "To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?" – BREU adds, with his arms still relaxed to his side.
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Post by Vi-Poi on Mar 10, 2015 2:08:12 GMT
Vi-Poi nodded at his words. “I came to review my facility. It is the first time I’ve had the chance to do so.” Vi-Poi said, peering about at the utilitarian huddle of buildings. “It will prove a vital point in our near future. Moreover, I wanted to see you. I hear that you are the pride of Dr. Slouch, and he is already scrambling to take credit for it in some manner, though he was truly not your creator.” Vi-Poi pursed his lips. “Your personality profile warned that you were of low social affect, and had the brain wave patterns of a borderline psychotic, and an alcoholic. These are superfluous details and not problems with me, as long as your efficiency parameters remain in rigid bounds. Given the statistics, I probably have a high number of employees that share both qualities, and I’ve yet to see a kink in the system because of it.”
Vi-Poi pulled off his jacket and carefully handed it to Major Vermillion. He then rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt until they were past his forearms. “You’re being activated for the Ki Assault Operations Squad, and have been assigned High-Level Standalone Class. Congratulations, you now outrank everyone in the facility, save for myself.” His systems streamed data as he made the shift in protocol for BREU’s file in the BBA network. “There will be trying times ahead. Dark times. Our forces will move to take this world from the inefficient, selfish, small-minded people who would bring forth oblivion. It will be a struggle, and many will lose faith on both sides.” He tilted his head, walking in a half circle around BREU. “I have taken it upon myself to test every construct that comes out of the Science Corps. A generous amount of our general funding went into saving your life and building you into what you are, and so I want to see just what you can do. Attack me.” He said, sliding to profile with the blue bio-android, his body relaxing into a neutral southpaw fighting stance. His right arm swept low and outward, his left hand staying back and higher, curled into a fist.
He still had the dark claw of his heavy weights snug around his body, its slender ribbing and articulating spine weighing as much as a main battle tank, although with BREU’s battle rating only a fraction of his own, it would make little difference. Vi-Poi could likely down the creature with one swift strike, even if a mountain were on his back.
But that’s not what this challenge was truly about. Vi-Poi wanted to analyze his attack programs, yes, but he also wanted to assess and judge his character. There would be extreme operations soon, missions whose success would depend on the unfailing character of its operators.
“Give it your all. Focus on the movement of the fight, and on your own techniques.” Vi-Poi instructed. Major Vermillion and the rest of the courtyard quickly cleared, given both the blue-haired android and his blue-skinned bionic cousin a wide berth.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2015 4:35:11 GMT
The admin explained the reasons behind his visit to the facilities; apparently he has never been there yet and had some skirmish in mind putting it in a strategic position as he lets out to BREU. The blue-skinned cyborg was also Vi-Poi’s object of interest, although the blunt commentaries about the bionic alien’s broken personality pulled him out of his forced etiquette.
– “Ahhh… and we were just off to a lovely start… you hurt my feelings module talking that way, boss… anti-social, psychotic, alcoholic… I can assure I’m a mere appreciator of a good drink” – BREU replies with an evil grin, making a pause before he continues his response to Vi-Poi. He cuts the sarcastic tone, getting serious once again and looking directly at his employer’s eyes before proceeding:
– “Also, I’m a man of actions, not words. I’ll let my records speak for me regarding my efficiency” – BREU affirms confidently. He then listens carefully as Azure explains his intended role for the brenchian warrior in his special forces called KAOS. BREU now would be only below Administrator Azure himself within the ranks of the Blue Banner Army. Although BREU didn’t really care to be bossing others around, preferring to earn his keep by doing his jobs on his own, he certainly enjoyed the feeling and a smile of satisfaction ran through his lips as he listens to Vi-Poi’s briefing. The blue-haired android’s intention to take over the world could be morally ambiguous to many… but not BREU. As long as he was paid, he could care less if he would have to protect a citizen or chainsaw puppies. He would get the job done.
– “Sounds fun”– He replies.
It was then that the slender man started moving around BREU telling the bionic alien that he would test him. The cyborg notices the admin’s analytical eyes over BREU. He would have to make a good impression; BREU closes his eyes for a second and smirks before opening his eyelids again.
– “Very well, boss. I’ll do my best” – BREU replies. He enters a combat posture and locks his sight on his opponent. With a quick movement, he dashes forward. To Major Vermillion and the others that were clearing the area, BREU would probably impress with his acknowledgeable agility. To Vi-Poi, he would look like a crippled slug trying to run underwater in slow motion. The cyborg alien then throws his mechanical arm at his opponent using his full strength.
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Post by Vi-Poi on Mar 10, 2015 15:08:25 GMT
The bio-android known as BREU shot forward faster than Vi-Poi had anticipated. He surmised that it must have something to do with his Brenchian genetics. Their speed was legendary. BREU’s punching strike was near perfectly executed. So, he has ample martial experience after all. Vi-Poi thought, watching the attack fly closer. Vi-Poi’s built-in scouter warned that the attacking arm was outfitted with some kind of energy intake system. An ingenuous technique! Vi-Poi thought. Just before the fist made contact with him, Vi-Poi’s arm swept up in a blur, his index finger extended.
The blue bio-android’s fist met with Vi-Poi’s ki-infused finger, the attack put to a quick halt. Vi-Poi allowed the force to push him some, his body floating in midair, so that BREU wasn’t damaged by rigid resistance and backbiting resultant force. “Very good, excellent even.” Vi-Poi said, his blue eyes brimming with excitement. “I knew it would be a success, but I did not know the extent. Yes, I read it now, you have the potential to become fearsome.” He floated back some and nodded, retrieving his coat from Major Vermillion.
The flame-haired officer was terrified and astounded. It was likely that save for Vi-Poi, he’d ever seen someone move as fast as BREU had. His jaw was agape, and he was utterly at a loss for words. A few Science Corps technicians in white coats chattered amongst each other fervently at the display, punching in calculations with their clunky handheld computers. There was much whispering of high climbing S-curves and exponential projections among them.
“Now how would you like to do a real job? I could use a hand with something.” Vi-Poi said, motioning for the blue-haired android to follow as he shrugged his jacket back onto his slender body, straightening his slim black tie. He walked at a normal pace back to the waiting hover sedan. At the entrance he bade farewell to Major Vermillion, to Colonel Umber, and the site commander, delivering congratulations to them all. He made certain to allocate further funds for this site, given their multitude of successes.
Should BREU lag behind, Vi-Poi would patiently wait in the sedan while reviewing a multitude of pressing files and operations listings, debriefings and reports. If BREU followed quickly, or entered the sedan at any moment, Vi-Poi would relay the mission details to his fellow construct. If BREU should never come, he would eventually leave, and respond to the bio-android later. But should he arrive, this would occur:
“You are better than you were, though you may not yet feel so. You and I, we are kinsmen.” Vi-Poi said when BREU settled in. “Though we may not look it, we were both designed, more or less. The rest of the Universe, most of it anyway, is not. They’re inefficient permutations of ordinal cellular competition. Couple that with the fact that these beings choose to mates upon the most frail and ridiculous reasons, and they are as near random as it gets. Randomness will kill this Universe of ours. It’s pure physics. Entropic processes of thermodynamics will continue to unfold until energy exchanges between a high energy source, like a supernova, and a low energy source, like an ice cloud, becomes equal. All energy exchange will cease when this equality is met. It’s known as the heat death of the Universe, and it is the final fate of our reality.” Vi-Poi paused, tilting his head as he reached down into a small cabinet and produced a bottle of expensive single-malt whiskey. It was old stuff, and rare. The android thought BREU might appreciate it.
As the hover-car began to move, Vi-Poi poured the whiskey into two highball glasses and handed one to the bio-android. “These Earthlings are suffering from a similar effect. Their randomness, and their random action, is producing chaotic effects that are destabilizing the larger hierarchies of order until they are weakened and decay. Just look at the global government, as an example. It’s not even strong enough to defend its own showcase tournaments. And so I come full circle. You and I represent order. We represent intelligence that was intelligently forged. We will usher in a new era, whether we wish to or not.” He took a sip from the whiskey, noting its hearty and smooth flavor.
“As for the job, I need you to kill someone.” He said flatly, his eyes fixed on his fellow passenger, letting the statement hang in the air and a response to form.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2015 17:01:19 GMT
As BREU charged towards Vi-Poi, the slim android moves his had up and parries BREUs attack with only his finger. Amin Azure couldn’t notice it because of the red piece of cloth covering BREU’s face, but the bio-android smiled upon his boss’s reaction. It was exactly what BREU was expecting. Since Vi-Poi was much stronger than BREU, the cyborg figured he wouldn’t bother trying to dodge his attack and would instead block or simply take it. As soon as his fist and Vi-Poi’s index finger made contact, BREU’s hand sneakily shapeshifted into his Cosmopolitan Blade. BREU then looks at his sword hand, now leaning against Admin’s index finger.
– “Watch out… Could have taken it off. Doctor Slouch gave me some… very interesting toys to play with” – BREU taunts. Of course, the difference between both warriors would make the whole “taken it off” part a bit harder, if not possible even with the surprise factor. But BREU was a cocky bastard. Without further smartass moves, BREU calmly relaxes his arm by his side, shapeshifting his mechanical arm back into a “normal” hand.
– “You flatter me, Boss” – BREU says in response to Vi-Pois compliment. He delighted himself with the looks in Major Vemillion’s and the nearby scientists’ faces.
Admin Azure proceeded to make BREU an offer for a job.
– “I’m at your orders” – BREU replies immediately. Vi-Poi fixes his attire, turns around and starts walking towards the entrance of the facilities. BREU took it as a sign to follow him for further information about his possible job. The alien follows him and soon, they arrive at Vi-Poi’s hovering sedan, waiting for his fellow android and superior to get in before he did the same. Once inside, Azure reinforced what Dr. Slouch and his assistant told him about his still-adapting cybernetic enhancements.
– “Yeah, Doctor Slouch’s assistant told me it is because I’ve been activated for the first time” – BREU replies after Vi-Poi brought up the concept that he was in fact more powerful despite not feeling so and that they shared a common constitution. Vi-Poi proceeded to provide some insight and philosophy about the course of mankind and the universe itself. BREU listened closely to his scholar-like explanation. BREU was handed his favorite treat; a glass of whiskey. BREU gets more confortable by unwrapping the red piece of cloth that covers the lower half of his face and neck to be able to enjoy the singular distilled that his boss kindly offered, revealing his face for the first time that day. Their conversation continues.
– “I thought I represented KAOS” – BREU jokes in refence to Vi-Poi’s statement about them both representing order. He waits for his employer to finally take a sip and comment and proceeded to gulp the entire content of the glass down in one go.
– “A refined brand, indeed. Too mild for my personal taste, I would say though. I like them strong” – The cyborg shares his opinion.
Then, they were down to business talk. Without running around the bush, Vi-Poi hands BREU his first task as a full-fledge biomechanical lifeform. He needed someone dead.
– “I could surely use some target practice. Who’s the corpse?” – BREU inquired.
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Post by Vi-Poi on Mar 11, 2015 20:31:08 GMT
Vi-Poi nodded at BREU’s readiness, pleased with his lack of scruples. It was an efficient mindset, as long as he didn’t get carried away. “I’ll be coming with you to assist. The target is a secret meeting downtown, chaired by an individual who acts as a liaison between legitimate businesses, government officials, and a subversive group of paramilitary, military, intelligence, and corporate officers known as the Fenix Corporation. It’s not your mom-and-pop corporation.” Vi-Poi said, grinning at the very human colloquialism. He was getting better at those. “This group has formed something of a shadow government in President Bao’s military department. They work behind the scenes to promote their interests, mainly, the securing of their own power over the long term. Our Special Corps intelligence reports indicate their research gained to advance this goal has mainly involved Elementals, that is, humans who are able to manipulate and influence the cardinal elements of wind, fire, water, that sort of thing. We haven’t yet uncovered exactly how it’s done, not yet, but the Science Corps suspects it has something to do with a genetic binding process that produces fixed yet unpredictable results depending on the subject’s nucleic acid profile. Though they’ve hit a snag in Elemental production lately, Fenix Corp’s unique products, their intimate access to the President’s military, and an operation model similar to ours makes them a long-term threat.”
He took a sip of his whiskey as the hovercar zoomed towards their destination, the driver expertly maneuvering through evening rush hour traffic.
“Killing this one will leave the entire West Region in the dark when we make our big swing.” Vi-Poi said. “This is a Critical Mission. You’re allowed to destroy as much as possible to reach the objective. Expect stiff resistance when the attack begins.”
The hovercar slowed to a halt and pulled onto the curb before an office address sign, WST 9948112 P, belonging to a black and very normal looking office building. Nothing about it was spectacular, save for the unusual amount of staff and attendants outside of the lobby. As they departed the car, they were greeted with hesitant politeness by the attendants, some jumping in fright at the alien and dangerous appearance of BREU. Vi-Poi tapped into the building’s computer network – a trifling task for his attack systems – and wrote a fictitious set of codes that would give them the disguise of propriety.
Vi-Poi walked up to a heavyset security guard, who was tilting his head into a receiver that dangled from his ear. He must have been whispering to his supervisor at the strange pair’s arrival. The bald-headed and rotund man gave Vi-Poi a nod of respect, noting his black corporate formal wear, though uncertain of Vi-Poi’s intentions.
“We’ve come to see Task Group One.” Vi-Poi said.
The guard gawked in shock at the name of the Fenix liaison meeting in open use.
So, he was a Fenix contractor as well. His battle rating was nothing noteworthy.
Vi-Poi reached in his coat pocket and produced and ID card, waiting for verification that had just been implanted into their mainframes. It would get them in the building, but getting inside the high-security floor where the actual meeting took place would require much more than quick fakeries…
(Feel free to start the action, if you want  Pavin the way for O. Downfall!  )
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2015 18:28:52 GMT
Their ride kept its course towards Vi-Poi’s intended destination, while the blue-haired android provided a thorough explanation about their mission to his fellow blue-skinned alien. He told BREU he would follow to assist him and that their objective was to take down an important figure behind the business of some sort of BBA’s counterpart called Fenix Corporation. According to Azure, this entity conducted some wicked experiments on humans, altering their genetic code to allow them to exert power over the elements of nature. Honestly speaking, to BREU the work done by the Blue Banner Army with artificial life forms seemed way ahead in technology if compared with their rivals’ ace-up-the-sleeves. His personal thoughts about them was pretty clear as he gave Vi-Poi a look of contempt followed by a “Heh” when he was done providing the details about the possible threats they could end up meeting with in this particular enterprise. He also explained that this Fenix Corp. had ties to the current earthling government and that he believed that given their form of operation could end up turning them into a theat for the BBA’s purpose in the long run and that taking down this major personality within their schemes would be a a dire hit to this enemy entity’s influence in the West. He also seemed keen on allowed BREU to resort to any measures he deemed necessary to carry out the mission successfully, without having to worry about collateral damage.
– “Heh… It’s better when they struggle” – The bio-android answered upon being warned about the possible and probable resistance against their plans.
Soon enough, the hover car hits their intended location, stopping by a black colored edifice. Both BREU and Administrator Azure jumped out of the vehicle together and proceeded to the entrance where a bald burly guard awaited with his heavyset and mean expression. All the time, BREU had his in-built scouter process the power levels of the swarm of staff populating the outside and couldn’t find a single threat in the area. If there were any of these elementalists nearby, they were probably suppressing their powers but by the looks of the men and women outside, none of them seemed much like the fighting type. BREU enjoyed the attention his peculiar appearance was granting him, but chose to remain silent and focus on studying the area during their stride amongst the mistrustful employers. As Vi-Poi approached the guard and mentioned a codename which was apparently meant to remain unknown to many, BREU took the opportunity to take a peek on the inside of the building. The lobby seemed to be regular enough, with much less personnel than in the outside. There was a receptionist and a couple of guards in the first floor, probably to disguise whatever operation they carried out in the building, since a lot of security in open sight would leave things a bit suspicious; naturally the reality would be much different in the upper floors, specially where their target could be found.
In a few seconds, Vi-Poi’s little trick with the building’s mainframe gave them clearance to enter the building and as soon as the door opened, allowing them to proceed and they made the first couple of steps toward the lobby, BREU turned his face to Vi-Poi and nodded. He took a bottle of moonshine he was carrying with him and proceeded to drink its content in one go, leaving the people inside a bit puzzled about the weirdo’s incoherent action. Once finished, he dried his lips and threw the glass bottle on the security camera outside of the building, completely destroying it. Then, dashing in full speed, he moves inside the building, walking in (literally!) the wall to get impulse and grab the other one camera he spotted inside and rip it off, leaving whoever was in charge of the surveillance of the building without their vision of what was happening the lobby and outside. The action took but a fraction of a second and he landed again in the floor a couple of meters away from the guards whose brains weren’t fast enough to realize what just happened, much less what was about to unfold. BREU propels the ripped off camera in his hands on the poor lady on the reception, hitting her skull with full force, shattering the bones and instantly putting her into a deep slumber. The surprised guards reacted in reflex; BREU parried the attack of the one in the left using his right arm (which was already positioned to the left due to throwing the device at the receptioninst) with the aftershock of the impact shattering the man’s forearm. The other, was kicked away with BREU’s feet connecting accurately to his chin. The man hit the wall and his communication device fell on the floor, rolling a few steps away from him. The screaming man with the broken bones was then finalized with a third and final consecutive blow in BREU’s deadly combo assault, delivering a karate shop to the man’s throat using his mechanical arm. The force of the impact crushed the enemy’s trachea and dislocated his cervical vertebrae, snapping his spinal cord in the process. His brain didn’t have time to process the damage before the guard was sent in his one way trip to the afterlife. The guard’s lifeless body hadn’t even hit the ground yet and BREU calmly walked towards the remaining security guard, who was crawling on the floor, trying to get to his communication device to alert the others in the upper floors. As soon as the man was about to lay his fingers on his piece of gear, the blue-skinned alien grabbed him by the back of his shirt, lifting him while his left hand shapeshifted into his Cosmopolitan Blade and sank it tangentially to the man’s spine, turning his lights permanently off as well. He let go of the corpse and turning to the entrance once again. He had to help Vi-Poi clean the remaining staff in the outside as to erase any witness to their “visit” to the Fenix Corp’s hidden office. He had a plan he wanted to tell Vi-Poi before they proceeded to make their way up in the building, but before… let’s increase the body count some more… Hey, that rhymed!
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Post by Vi-Poi on Mar 15, 2015 18:18:29 GMT
BREU’s violence began before they’d entered the building, with the smashing of a camera with what looked to be a bottle of his special sauce as the Science Corps had jokingly referred to it. The being was exemplary in his penchant for aggression and thirst for blood. He’d be an indispensable asset in their future front line operations, which would surely require such a mindset. Inside the lobby, he worked with the deliberate ruthlessness of a cold-blooded killer, destroying the two guards with graceful viciousness and incapacitating the helpless receptionist. Vi-Poi aided with the removal of two fleeing workers, flickering in front of one and delivering a gentle chop to his neck that threw him to the floor and would put him out for hours. The other worker attempted to sprint away, but Vi-Poi slid along the tiling and grabbed him by the back of his belt. With one arm he catapulted him in a slam, upending him into a nearby trashcan, the puncturing of its top knocking the fellow out cold.
A plainclothes guardsman burst through a service door and peered around wild eyed. Glaring at the blue-haired android and clenching his teeth, he threw back his pinstriped jacket and attempted to draw a pistol from his holster. Vi-Poi gave the defender a cursory scan. His Special Corps databases registered him as a Fenix contractor. Those he didn’t mind treating with a measure of lethality. Vi-Poi flickered in front of him with a burst of ki and delivered a swift and short punch to his gut that would have ruptured internal organs and exploded his spine. He lifted the mortally wounded man up over his head with his balled fist and threw him into the doors of one of the two elevators. The heavy steel doors shrieked and crumpled inward from the force, and the entire cart sagged at an angle from the force of the throw. A second man, his partner perhaps, leapt through the open service doorway with his pistol already clutched between wavering fingers. Vi-Poi hmphed as his Fenix tags were confirmed and threw a dismissive ball of ki in his direction. The entire area lit up in the glow of an explosion, and thick black smoke snaked through the lobby.
He met BREU in front of the other elevator after the blue bio-android had quickly dispensed with the resistance. Pressing the call button with a thumb, he waited, the elevator bay music playing a droningly cheerful, repetitious melody, a strange backdrop to the scene of violence that filled the lobby. “I’d thought we’d take the elevator.” Vi-Poi said with a grin. “Police will likely be responding within five minutes, and I intend to be upstairs before they arrive. I don’t want to make the news tonight, slaying badged martyrs.” He checked his timetables. “The Fenix Corporation meeting will be hearing of the events soon. We can’t allow for an escape.” Then he raised a thin blue eyebrow curiously. “Though you look like you have something on your mind?”
(Feel free to inact your plan, if you want  Just keep in mind, the Fenix guy might escape if we are tardy! Though I suppose a manhunt might be fun)
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2015 2:47:20 GMT
BREU’s hurry was uncalled for. He made sure to get rid of the nuisances within the lobby as fast as he could so none of them would have the time to alert their peers or run away and also, so he could team up with Vi-Poi on the remaining personnel. The cyborg had barely finished his little display, turning again to the entrance when he saw a flying body hitting one of the elevators denting the metal door. In a flash, the blue-haired android finished dispatching the remaining personnel and headed inside the building to meet up with BREU so they could continue to make their way into the building. BREU grinned at Vi-Poi’s commentary and then pulled his red piece of cloth up again to cover his face, which he had briefly exposed for that scene in order to savor his “special sauce. Admin expressed his concerns about the swiftness of their operation before the cops got to the office building or their target managed to escape. BREU wasn’t much worried with the latter… or even with the first, to be honest. He had a plan.
– “Our target won’t go anywhere. It’s possible they are in a state of alert right now, but they cannot see what is happening or what happened down here, since I’ve disabled the cameras. If Mr. Deadman has any brain matter, he won’t get out of the safety of the meeting room without at least having an idea of what’s going on out here. See the remains of the camera I ripped off over there?” – BREU signs with his head towards where the lobby’s surveillance device used to be.
– “You are more subtle than I am… That little trick you did with the mainframe… If you can do more of your little fiddling with the surveillance central by accessing it through the remaining wires up there, you could hack their cameras and putting their footage on a loop. While you do this I proceed to go up and clean all the floors above us before the meeting room, although the only thing that will be registered by their surveillance equipment are iterations of their own guards. By the time they realize what we’ve done, if they do, they will already have stopped breathing. You take away their eyes, I take away their hands. And whatever vital organs I can use to paint my way up this building” – BREU explains before turning his back and preparing to make his way through the stairs.
– “Meet me by our target’s location. YOU can take the elevator if you want” – He smiles behind his face cover, joking in reference to what Vi-Poi said a few moments before. He then vanishes from his employer’s sight. He had some more target practice to do.
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Vi-Poi
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Premier of Earth
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Post by Vi-Poi on Mar 16, 2015 21:59:57 GMT
BREU had a good plan, Vi-Poi admitted. He was quite easily to remotely access the mainframe of course, though sifting through the file hierarchy and finding exactly where to cut, copy, input and splice clean surveillance footage was a little tricky. He made work of it as he waited in the elevator, the car slowly ascending up the floors. BREU had gone off on his own, no doubt gleeful at the free rein, and being able to create his own canvas of mayhem and death.
Vi-Poi quickly went over some timetables while his processor made short work of network barriers and protocol security, sifting through footage and replacing the carnage in the lobby with innocuous scenes of workaday employees moving in and out of the office building. Blue Banner units would be coalescing in the West now, an iron ring slowly constricting… He wondered how many people in the government had the barest hint of what was to come. He doubted many did… they’d been very deliberate, very careful.
When the time came, there would be nothing left but to count the minutes remaining.
The elevator booped to a halt. Vi-Poi prepared his ki. The summoners were a pair of young and buzzy office workers, with TechniCo badges on their shirts. Vi-Poi was somewhat amused. He’d wrecked much of their building weeks ago.
“I hope corporate hurries up with the renovations.” The man exclaimed in slightly exasperated tones. “I miss being so close to the Bubble Tea Barn!”
The woman laughed. “I know, right? Even for a Tapioca Tornado, it’s too far a walk from here!”
The man mmed in agreement and turned his head to Vi-Poi. “Hey!” He greeted cheerfully dark eyes looked over Vi-Poi’s expensive silk suit. “Sir, are you with the new management over at Sky Trades Limited?”
“Yes.” Vi-Poi lied smoothly. “I’m a retainer of theirs, here to clear some accounts.”
“Alright, alright. I dig that. Make dat papa!” The man chuckled, giving Vi-Poi’s shoulder an inappropriate fist-bump. He winced at the result, but tried to grin it off in the presence of the woman.
Vi-Poi had directed the car to Floor Fifty One. The meeting took place in a secret floor, one held between Floors Fifty and Fifty One, cloaked by the mezzanine Floor Fifty’s food courts and shopping. Normally programmed elevator’s wouldn’t go there without network permission, and the encryption would take even Vi-Poi several minutes to crack. He didn’t have time for that.
Just as the elevator reached the equidistant point between Floor Fifty and Fifty One, Vi-Poi’s thumb pressed into the Emergency Stop button. A clanging bell rang loudly in the small space.
“What the heck?” The woman asked, wobbling on her knees.
“This is my stop.” Vi-Poi explained with a wave, before extending his palm flat against the double doors. They exploded open with a flash of blue ki, and somersaulted several dozen feet into the smoke-filled hall of the secret meeting space.
The cheery office pair was huddled against the corner in stunned and terrified silence.
Vi-Poi stepped briskly out of the elevator. Three black-suited Fenix guards armed with drummed machine guns fanned out in attack array, taking knees as they aimed to fire.
The large oaken double doors behind them were the last barrier between Vi-Poi and the conference room where his quarry lay. He idly wondered if BREU would finish his work in time to join him.
“I haven’t made an appointment, forgive the drop in.” Vi-Poi joked, walking forward.
The cold-eyed Fenix guards attacked without any verbal warnings. These weren’t security officers or police. These were hard-hearted soldiers, who had an objective to meet. Vi-Poi admired their proactivity.
The bullets bounced harmlessly off his ki infused android body, whizzing around the hall in constant ricochets. Smoke brewed from the flaring ends of the Fenix soldiers’ machineguns as they barked, barrels turning a bright cherry red from the constant stream of gunfire. All of it was a waste, of course. It would take kinetics far greater than a bullet to even hinder Vi-Poi.
He flickered out of their sight, leaving three afterimage ghosts as he moved between them. When he snapped back into a mundane pace, all three guardsmen fell to the ground simultaneously, having met their end with strikes too fast to see or even feel.
Vi-Poi reached the double doors, about to open them with a rearing punch…
(Figured we'd mop the mission up soon and start our new one Eager to see what damage BREU does! )
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Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2015 4:07:34 GMT
OOC: I didn't imagine the building would be so big XD But awesome, I just had to improvise a little bit. You'll know exactly how much damage BREU will cause by the end of this post =)
Fenix Corp’s edifice was pretty high, being composed of a total of fifty one floors. Reaching their destination wouldn’t be easy as the meeting room was concealed somewhere between the last two floors. Of course, BREU wouldn’t have the time to clean every single one of them, even considered that some of the floors were completely empty and most of the business was carried out in the upper floors where some commerce could be found. The administration office where the surveillance central and operators could be found was on the 25th floor, midway to the top and was one of BREU’s intended pit stops. He looks at the maintenance room sign indicating the basement and a wicked idea crossed his mind. Checking his scouter, it indicates him that there was only one person to be found on that level. BREU proceeded.
In the basement, the janitor and his companion robot (unnoticed by BREU’s scouter because of its lack of a ki-signature) takes notice of their unexpected guest and approached him.
– “HEY! You’re not allowed to come down here!” – The old man says sprinting towards BREU, who turns to look at the mechanical being. It seemed to be a maintenance type and didn’t pose any threat at all, much like the old man himself.
– “Are you deaf, I’m talking to you… weirdo…” – The man insists. BREU turns to him.
– “Don’t worry. I’m here to check the reactor” – BREU says.
– “I do the maintenance around here and there isn’t anything wrong with it that I know of, nor have I been informed of a third party inspection. What’s your business with it?” – The old man inquires.
– “It's no big deal. I’m just going to blow it up” – BREU says bluntly.
– “Ah, I see… Wait, Wha-“ – Before the man could finish, BREU extended his hands, grabbing the man’s head and twists it, breaking his neck after forcing a 360 degrees turn. He let go of the man and moved his hand to the right exposing his palm to the robot and blasting it with a ki shot that pierces through the automaton’s exoskeleton instantly turning it off. BREU then walks calmly towards the power generator and begins examining it.
– “Hmmmm… Let’s see…” – The bionic brenchian mutters to himself.
BREU fiddled with the generator for a few minutes; He wasn’t like Vi-Poi though and did it through his own knowledge of mechanics and rocket physics he learned in the military and during his years of “work” as a space pirate and mercenary. What he did was simple: he overclocked the reactor. The increasing heat would eventually and irreversibly compromise its structure causing the core blow up. In other words… he improvised a self-destruct button. He uses his scouter to communicate with Vi-Poi, like a walkie-talkie:
– “Change in plans. I’ve just paid a visit to the maintenance room. Fooled around with the reactor a little bit. Bad news is we have about 25 minutes before it blows up. Good news is we have about 25 minutes before it blows up” – BREU makes a pause; he walks as he talks to his employer, making his way back up to the first floor and proceeding to the stairs section.
– “Rather than cleaning floor by floor, I’m going to make a sandwich effect with this whole building. Your fault for giving me free reign on collateral damage. Here’s what will happen. I’m heading to the mid-section of the building where the administration office and the surveillance central can be found. I’m going to take them down for good and cause some damage to the building’s structure. The noise will attract the security down, leaving the food courts unprotected. That’ll make it even easier to clean up the food plaza, where I’ll cause a gas leakage in every restaurant to fill floor Fifty One with LP gas. This will be our “failsafe” for the operation. If in 23 minutes from now you don’t manage to take down our target, leave the building. As soon as the reactor overheats and detonates, the short-circuits caused all over the edifice will be enough to ignite Floor Fifty one, in a coordinated explosion with the reactor in the basement. Since the targets will be right below the explosion in the food courts, I don’t think they will survive the ordeal. Even if they do, both explosions summed with the damages I will cause on the mid-section’s structure, will be more than enough to guarantee that the skyscraper will crumble entirely. No one will be able to survive this. Our targets die, all data stored in this building is lost, setting their research back in years, and also, all traces of our passage here will be deleted in the process” – BREU explains as he makes his way to the 25th floor.
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Post by Vi-Poi on Mar 17, 2015 18:40:58 GMT
Vi-Poi paused at the double doors, a small smile on his face. So BREU had some ingenious operational capabilities as well as a penchant for ruthlessness. And it appeared this event would be making the news after all, though in a different fashion than Vi-Poi had worried. After listening to the transmission, Vi-Poi agreed with the plan, and then relayed that it was unlikely that the target would survive him as he was right upon it. He also suggested that they blow the building anyway, for mop up and covering tracks.
Vi-Poi kicked the doors open with a ki-infused foot, the expensive oak panels toppling over one another as they smashed into the board room. One of the meeting participants nearest the door was knocked out cold by the incoming projectile.
“This meeting is adjourned.” Vi-Poi said, his eyes lighting up upon the target. Data streamed across those large blue irises as his Lock On formed. The blonde-haired secretary who was keeping minutes wordlessly bolted from her seat, rushing down the hall. Vi-Poi let her pass. She wasn’t on the list.
Two others in the room were, and one was an Elemental.
“I recommend the unaffiliated civilians here evacuate in a prompt fashion. The elevator is damaged, but the emergency access ladder in the shaft should give you ample time to flee. This entire building will soon become a pancake.” Vi-Poi said, fixing up his tie and pulling the knot flush against his collar.
The people exchanged glances, and all at once leapt from their chairs and ran for it. All but the three Fenix members. They knew their course of action, win or lose, and had grim expressions on their faces.
The Chief Liaison himself still seemed absorbed in shock at the situation.
A man with blue hair of a similar tint to Vi-Poi’s own was the first to speak. Strangely, he had blue stripes on sharply sharply angular face, like those a tiger might wear. His eyes were a bright and florescent yellow.
“Think you’ll take the West from us?” He demanded, thumping a fist on the luxurious and darkly-reflective board table. The entire room shook from the force of it. “We’re in the deepest reaches of space! Think we’ll fall to an upstart organization like yours?”
“You’re already falling.” Vi-Poi said, tilting his head. “You just don’t feel the ground yet.”
The Chief Liaison finally spoke. He was a balding, heavy-set man, with a gruff and puffy red face. His heavy yellow mustache was stained with cigar ash, and he had hard beady eyes that looked accustomed to dominance. Here now, though, they wavered with fear and uncertainty. “There… there are more like us… this is just one sect. Kill us, and you win nothing. We can help you.”
“Treachery!” The third hissed, a tall woman wearing thick glasses.
“I don’t require your help.” Vi-Poi answered. “Sorry.” He raised his thumb and forefinger in the air in mock simile of a pistol, and fired a thin beam of blue ki from the tip of his index finger. The beam pierced the Liaison’s forehead, brain matter erupting form the back of his skull in a splatter. His corpse sagged in his seat.
The woman he dispensed with next, erupting with a ball of ki that left the corner of the office in flames.
“Saving the best for last?” The blue-haired Elemental asked, grinning grimly. Fire and ice appeared on either outstretched palm of his, and his yellow eyes began to glow red.
“No. Saving you for someone else.” Vi-Poi said, firing a ki blast into the floor below him, collapsing a hole that the shocked Elemental fell through. Vi-Poi fired a secondary blast into the ceiling, clogging up the wound and creating some downward momentum for the fighter.
“I’ve a fitting challenge dropping down for you.” Vi-Poi relayed remotely to BREU. “You might find some fun in it. I will meet you outside.”
Vi-Poi shot upward with a tightly infused burst of ki and erupted into the sky. There he waited, suspended in midair high above in between the clouds. Either BREU would come bursting out, having doubly succeeded, or the building would collapse before he could finish…
-Fini-
(Lovely thread and FINI for moi, and we should make another Or roll into Cipher’s BBA? Lemme know! Awaitin to read how you end it, with pancakes mebe? )
(Zeni please )
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Post by Deleted on Mar 19, 2015 1:52:53 GMT
OOC:: Finally, I'm done XD Took a while, but I guess it turned out well. I hope so, at least. Vi-Poi seemed satisfied with the plan and thus, BREU sped up to conclude his plan since Vi-Poi was already on his way to execute his part of the mission. Pun intended. A glowing aura emanated from BREU’s body and the android began to float in the air through the use of the bukujutsu technique; That would take him to the 25th floor much faster; the more time he had left to fill the mezzanine floor with gas. His scouter registered two power levels approaching from behind the door that gave access to that level. Probably they have been alerted like other moving targets scattered around the building to go down and check on the lobby and outside. BREU waits in the air until the duo come out, with his arms crossed. The door slowly opens and the first to reveal himself is a middle age man with a big mustache.
– “Boo” – BREU says jokingly before stretching his right arm forward, exposing the palm of his hand.
– “What the f-“ – The guard lets out in a scare, after seeing the floating blue person in front of him. As you see, he didn’t have the time to complete the sentence and was interrupted midway by an energy wave to the face, vaporizing his body and his partner behind him as well as any employee unlucky enough to have his or her desk positioned in the energy beam’s trajectory. The blast then explodes on the wall opposing the door, opening a large hole. BREU calmly glided to the safe ground and walked into the administration office.
Once in, BREU catches himself looking at several tables and scared staff. Every table had a computer displaying HD footage a single floor and one person responsible to watch it, to optimize security. That would make it t least 51 people in that floor. Of course, a whole line of tables and lives was taken out by BREU’s attack, so the number was smaller. There was also a smaller office by the left corner, where the administrator could be found. Everyone stared at BREU in terror and confusion, still having a hard time to process what just happened there. The evil cyborg grins beneath his face cover. His arms relaxed to his sides, he opens his hands and lets his ki flows, starting to condense into two orbs of energy that surrounds his fists.
The point of view changes and you are now looking at the office building through the outside. The mirrored glass that composes the edifice’s windows do not allow you to see exactly what’s happening inside the 25th floor. You do however, notice a intense glow followed by a huge explosion, shattering the glass and walls all around that level. Back inside, we see BREU standing up, both arms stretched in front of him and a lot of debris and burnt bodies laying all over the floor. The walls have been critically damage, putting the skyscraper’s structure at great risk; just as he planned. If there was anyone still alive, he didn’t bother to check. He had already done what he came here to do. All the noise and the tremor caused within the building caused nearby guards to come to investigate. Naturally, BREU’s subtlety drew the attention of the nearby guards, that followed the direction of the explosion to investigate it. As soon as they arrived and saw that the administration floor was literally gone, the bouncers would begin radioing each other, having security converge to the lower levels in search of the vector of all that destruction. BREU figured out and because of obvious reasons, he wouldn’t take the stairs for now as to not waste any more of his precious time. He walked towards one of the holes he opened in the walls and jumped out of it, using his flight technique to maintain himself in the air and move up to the 50th floor.
Up in the mezzanine, the relaxing music and relative distance from the midsection muffled basically all the noise and attenuated the tremors caused by BREU’s attack in the 25th floor. This doesn’t mean that it went unnoticed and the thought of a possible minor scale earthquake may have crossed their minds. Right below them, in the 49th stage, BREU flew through the window into an empty office (by chance, though it was a most welcome luck, as he didn’t have time to waste on more puny humans than necessary). From there, he walked towards the door in order to take the stairs to the food plaza. Why such incoherence, you may be asking yourself… That’s because he needed to keep the windows and walls in the 50th floor intact, as to contain the gas in order for his plan to have any success. Then, finally by the food courts, BREU looks around to see a lot of famous franchises. All those industrial ovens and heaters running on gas… an evil grin forms on BREU’s lips. He also sees a guard talking on his radio with one of his colleagues:
– “What do you mean the entire administration is destroyed? How’s that even possible?” – The man says with his back turned on the bio-android. BREU approaches him calmly; his scary appearance already beginning to draw the curious and mistrustful eyes of the crowd towards him.
– “I see, I’ll begin to evacuate the floor… I’ll keep an eye for any suspicious movements ” – The man says, still oblivious to BREU’s presence. With a sudden move, BREU thrusts his arm forward like a spear, piercing the man’s back and having his hand come out of the guard’s chest. He bring the coughing fellow closer, leaning over to talk on his ear.
– “You should start watching your own back first…. But I suppose it’s too late for the advice, now” – BREU says, removing his arm from within the dying bouncer’s thorax. His lifeless body fell on the floor, painting it in crimson red. The woman by the nearby food stall lets out a scream in terror after witnessing the gruesome murder and people in the food court started to run from their lives. Some hid in the stalls and stores; some ran away in the opposed direction to BREU, corralled against the wall. BREU shapeshifts his mechanical hand into his blade and begins to move slowly towards his incoming victims. Once he was distant enough from the door, a Z Burguer worker jumped over the counter and tried to make a run to the door, in a desperate measure to save his life. Without even looking back, BREU shot an energy blast at the fleeing man, pulverizing him on the act. That was enough of a display to cut any hopes of the workers getting out of that building alive.
It was then that an angel fell from the heavens. Well… it wasn’t actually an angel, nor he felt literally from the heavens… It was a man, that fell through the ceiling after a small explosion and crashed right between the bio-android and his preys. The fiery energy in one of his hands by the time he was falling gave out his identity as an elemental. The scene was immediately followed by a message from Vi-Poi, who presented BREU’s guest as a “fitting challenge” for him. The cyborg took on a relaxed posture as he waits for the man to stand up. His scouter processed his power level: 4.000; Definetely a match for BREU. The man curses as he stands up to finally make eye contact with the alien mercenary.
– “I suppose you’re the one” – The blue-haired elemental says rhetorically, in reference to what Vi-Poi said about him being saved for someone else.
– “If you’re thinking the one who’s going to kill you, you’re correct” – BREU taunts.
– “Heh… All that arrogance… I’ll make you eat it” – The warrior threatens.
– “Hehehe... I guess I’ll pass it. Right before you stop breathing, though, you’ll find out that I have a quite peculiar taste for food” – The blue-skinned fighter states jokingly. The elemental couldn’t possibly understand what BREU meant by that; he frowned at the cyborg’s words and dashed to attack.
The two warriors began to exchange blows. With his “normal” hand and legs, BREU parries the man’s attacks, while trying to stab and slash him with his sword arm. He tries to evade most of the attacks as well. As for his opponent, the human warrior was pretty agile and was managing to avoid all of BREU’s attacks. Avoiding one last attack that almost impaled his face, the elementalist held his hand open in front of BREU propelling the bio-android at a food stall with a forceful torrent of air he created using his special powers, having the bad guy crash on the counter. The crowd cheers in approval of their savior and try to make a run for the door to try and escape the building.
– “Come on! Where’s all that cockiness, uh?” – The special agent teases, bouncing on the floor in his fighting stance. BREU calmly begins to stand up.
– “Apparently, you shoved all of it up your own butt” – BREU bites back, having the man frown again in anger. He thrusted his hand at BREU again, sending a fire ball this time, but BREU quickly dodges it by jumping and rolling on the floor. The attack hit the oven causing it to explode in a cloud of flames, taking out one of BREU’s gas sources.
– “Dammit” – The brenchian complains to himself. BREU stands on his feet again and faces his opponent, dashing towards him. The elementalist keeps his assault going, changing his element of choice into ice, hurling it in the form of rays at the bio-android. BREU manages to dodge them all and attempts another thrust with his sword arm, but the human warrior manages to dodge it and hold BREU’s forearm to avoid being transfixed by the sharp blade. He then kicks BREU in the chest, pushing him backwards and making him slide through the smooth floor, although the mercenary managed to keep himself standing up. The warrior the charges both of his fists with electricity an fires it at BREU, who responds by crossing his arms in front of him to block the attack; the energy is contained in place for a couple of seconds and with an abrupt movement of his arms, he disperses it in the air without further damage to his body. This guy was starting to annoy BREU; these elemental blasts were really irritating.
BREU grimaces and gritted his teeth in anger. This man was a trained fighter. Using simple minded tactics like going for a direct blow to try and take the opponent as fast as possible wouldn’t work with this one. He would have to play smart and focus more on the fight and less in his idea to ignite the 50th floor. The problem about this enemy was his elemental attacks; it was becoming really annoying. He couldn’t take the effectiveness of the human warrior’s ranged attacks for granted and had to outlay some speed in order to dodge and defend himself from them, effectively losing some of his offensive potential. The first thing he had to do was to take away his opponent’s advantage. Only then, he would be able to quell his opponent and be free to put the final stage of his plan into practice. He lowered his mechanical arm and change it back into its regular shape.
– “Putting away your little butter knife, are you?” – The warrior mocks.
– “Heh… I don’t need it. Consider it as me evening the odds. Since I’m going to take away your weapons, it’s only fair that I put away mine” – BREU explains in his usual narcissistic tone. The man frowns at the bio-android’s statement.
– “What do you mean by ‘taking away my weapons?’” – The warrior inquires naively.
– “Sure… I am a fictional supervillain who will reveal my devilish tricks to Mr. Good Pants right before I meet my impending doom in the good-triumphs-over-evil utopia. Stop thinking with your sphincter. You’ll find out soon enough” – BREU responds.
– “Heh… Very well. Let’s see how this little trick of yours fares against true power” – The elemental brags, concentrating electricity in his hands once again. He takes longer to charge this time, doubling the amount of energy put in the energy blast. BREU remains silent, standing still, letting his ki flow to his mechanical arm. Soon, the man finishes preparing his move and he shoots forward a super charged electric current. BREU simply raises his arm exposing the palm of his mechanical hand were a small orbicular pad can be seen. The arc of lighting connects with BREU’s fist, which seems to act like a shield of some sort, holding the energy in place. Then, in the blink of an eye, the energy vanishes in the air and a glowing light runs through the blue alien’s bionic limb; he absorbed the attack. The man stands in awe.
– “I was kind of hungry, I gotta say. Thank you for that. But that was a lot. Here… have some back” – The bio-android teases shooting the human fighter with a ki blast right on his chest, causing him to fly backwards and roll on the floor.
– “That… that isn’t possible…” – The man says laying on his belly.
– “Oh, it’s not only possible. It’s real. It’s like I said… you won’t be able to count on your pathetic little tricks anymore. Your lame genetic engineering is no match for my cybernetic enhancements” – The brenchian taunts his opponent. The prostrated man glares at the alien in disbelief.
– “Don’t flatter yourself… this isn’t over yet!” – The human glowers.
– “Oh yeah, it is. Let me just help you realize it already” – BREU affirms and ironizes, having his body flicker as he dashes to kick his opponent at the wall. The elemental warrior falls again face down on the ground. He gets up with some difficulty this time.
– “Hehehe… It’s a nice trick, indeed… but let’s see how it plays out…” – The man closes his eyes for a moment as he speaks, in a sign of cockiness and suddenly disappears from view, reappearing in the air with both hands pointed down at BREU.
– “… against two elements at the same time!” – The blue-haired warrior yells, sending a beam of ice and a jet of flames simultaneously at BREU. The two blasts interlock into a wider ray, but the aftermath is the same: BREU opens his hand and his energy absorber device serves as a barrier again, completely draining his opponent’s technique.
– “I told you moron. It doesn’t matter how many different energy types you use. You power…” – BREU says before responding in the same fashion as his enemy: by flickering and reappearing in front of the human warrior who was slowly descending back to the floor after performing his attack.
– “…is not enough!” – BREU completes his sentence landing a punch on the human’s stomach. The warrior’s eyes widen and turn agonizing white as he coughs up a gush of blood. The alien then proceeds to connect a few more punches and kick his opponent away, having his injured body crash on the floor, cracking it and bouncing a few times before stopping. This time, the man struggles to get up. His legs tremble, he feel the urge to puke and blood drips from his lips. The man then begins to laugh. Like a crazy man.
– “What’s so funny?” – BREU interrogates.
– “You dug your own grave by coming here… hehehe… even if you get past me… the Fenix Corp. will track you and your boss down… you’ll die! You’ll both die!” – The mad man threatens.
– “Good. A living training dummy deli company. I foresee commercial success” – BREU mocks.
– “Hehehe… You… you… think you’re a smart ass… But I’ll laugh last!” – The elemental affirms, completely taken by despair and madness already.
– “Oh, my friend… I assure you laughing is the last thing that will cross your mind in the next thirty seconds” – BREU warns.
– “I’m doing it now… HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!” – The warrior says, standing up in a rush in an all-out attack, swinging his arms as fast as he could to hurl as many fireballs as his ki reserves allowed him at BREU. The bio-android, makes his way between the flames, dodging each and every single one of them and interrupts the human’s attack by grabbing him by his gut and slamming him on the wall behind him.
– “Ten… nine… eight… seven…” – BREU begins the count down. As he does so, the elementalist’s skin begins to wither like a corpse as BREU slowly absorbs his defeated foe’s life.
– “Zero… Bye bye” – BREU teases the already dead man. In an abrupt movement, he swings the arm that was holding the elemental’s gut against the wall to the side; the fragile shell that was left of the once proud warrior shatters into a cloud of dust that slowly precipitates on the cold floor. The bio-android cracks his neck and stretches his shoulders. He had to get moving. Soon, the reactor would explode and even him could suffer some serious damage if he was caught in the middle of the explosion.
BREU looked around the empty food court. His dead foe’s barrage of fireballs caused serious damage to the mezzanine floor. Practically all of the stalls and food stores had been destroyed and along with the fact that he lost some precious time dueling this unexpected opponent, his plans to fill the level with gas was no longer viable. He had to think of something else. Well… in fact, he didn’t have to think too hard, though: simple-mindedness was the answer this time. BREU went really simple. Before he would leave, he went into the bistro (or what was left of it) and took the most expensive whisky bottle he could find as well as a bottle of absinthe. He then used bukujutsu to fly through the roof and propel himself into the skies, where he could spot the silhouette of Vi-Poi floating, waiting for the big finish. He approached his boss and threw him the whisky bottle he grabbed on his way up.
– “Here. Spoils of war. Figured it would suit your taste… and the fireworks show” – BREU says before opening his absinthe bottle and turning to the about-to-explode skyscraper.
– “I had a small… intemperateness with the gas plan… so I’ll have to go with my plan B” – He says drinking a bit of the greenish fluid.
– “Well… I didn’t really have a plan B… but well… Here’s the big finish” – He says before extending his arm towards the edifice and charging a ball of energy in the palm of his hand. He charges as much energy as he can waiting for the big moment. Down there, the police was already arriving to support the employers lucky enough to flee this terror of a day. Unfortunately for them, they didn’t know about the overheating reactor that was about to explode, nor did they notice the two warriors floating by the clouds. Finally, waiting time was over; as the reactor was about to explode, BRREU launched his charged energy wave at the building. Both explosions summed up into a huge flash that lit the block up with a bright dome of energy. When smoke cleared, there would be nothing left of Fenix Corporation’s building to tell the story of that fateful day.
Mission complete.
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Pavin the way for O. Downfall! 
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Just keep in mind, the Fenix guy might escape if we are tardy! Though I suppose a manhunt might be fun)
