MOSCOW- Character RP [IC]

[The Selkie]

As she turned, Liv found herself with the "former Esgonian Army operatives working for the Vanquarian Foreign Legion now" - it wasn't a perfect arrangement.
Still, she made the best of it. Seeing, that she herself posted as a VFL-soldier and was severly in the numerical disadvantage, she didn't want to dispute their statement or their way as they went further into the metro tunnels. They didn't fight like Vanqs, weren't dressed like Vanqs or equipped like Vanqs - it was interesting to watch.
At the first opportunity, Liv ducked away into the darkness. She needed to find her way out and to kill the bitch, who shot her down first, then retreat to the Vanquarian lines and surrender to them in order to get home. Or she would desert the city and fight her way through to the Free Lands by herself, whatever worked better.
Maybe she shouldn't have shed her vanquarian uniform, but she felt more comfortable in how she was dressed now.
With her gun raised and ready to see more monsters, Liv went into the darkness before her, hoping to find a way out.

[Azenyanistan]

"For Mother Ruuuussia!!" Shouted a Saracen Russian before she pushed the button that would make the several bags of TNT and C4 explode, creating a big hole into the tunnel systems that would take them into the cultist areas which the cultists themselves hid in and occupied. Several Saracens were around her and the hole, waiting for the signal to enter. The Saracens were armed with either pistols or carbine versions of the AK. Several others were armed with SKS rifles and the like.

More explosions happened, the Saracens aiming to enter the center areas from several locations. Iskartya the Saracen had her arms cross her chest as she watched and listened to the event that is happening. The center part of the city is under attack by the Saracen Network. Thousands or hundreds of Saracens have gathered around the locations that they were blowing up so they could enter.

Once the holes were made, the Saracens shouted and cheered as their comrades threw down ropes or gently put down ladders. Then they entered. And then they ran in several directions in several groups in the tunnel systems. Iskartya had a group of 10-70 Saracens and she and they were using ladders. Before the Saracens entered, they first took off their outer garments, not wanting to be hindered by their own clothes and armor. Men often wolf whistled or teased when the women took off their outer garments so they could fight better in the tunnels. The Saracens also cut their hair in a hurry, not caring if they will look like hobos or poor people because they are but not all.

Soon, the Saracens were shooting and shooting and shooting and shooting into anyone they saw that looked scary or hostile. Commanders and officers always told their men to fire in bursts or in semi auto and they followed whenever they were around. They ran or jogged or walked in the tunnels, splashing against water, panting, yelling, whispering, muttering, doing things.

They had their helmets, they had their wrath, they had their leaders, they had themselves and several rounds and a lot of guns.

Iskartya had several magazines on her and her AK as well as a Tommy gun with a few drum magazines. She carried them in belts or in her vest and wore nothing but her vest, her belts, her panties and bra. The other women had tops or shorts or pants which they cut but really, all Saracens , in a Biblical manner of speaking, took off their outer garments but kept their inner garments. No one dared to fight naked.

And they entered without caring about what waited them.

[The Selkie]

"For Mother Ruuuussia!!" Shouted a Saracen Russian before she pushed the button that would make the several bags of TNT and C4 explode, creating a big hole into the tunnel systems that would take them into the cultist areas which the cultists themselves hid in and occupied. Several Saracens were around her and the hole, waiting for the signal to enter. The Saracens were armed with either pistols or carbine versions of the AK. Several others were armed with SKS rifles and the like.

More explosions happened, the Saracens aiming to enter the center areas from several locations. Iskartya the Saracen had her arms cross her chest as she watched and listened to the event that is happening. The center part of the city is under attack by the Saracen Network. Thousands or hundreds of Saracens have gathered around the locations that they were blowing up so they could enter.

Once the holes were made, the Saracens shouted and cheered as their comrades threw down ropes or gently put down ladders. Then they entered. And then they ran in several directions in several groups in the tunnel systems. Iskartya had a group of 10-70 Saracens and she and they were using ladders. Before the Saracens entered, they first took off their outer garments, not wanting to be hindered by their own clothes and armor. Men often wolf whistled or teased when the women took off their outer garments so they could fight better in the tunnels. The Saracens also cut their hair in a hurry, not caring if they will look like hobos or poor people because they are but not all.

Soon, the Saracens were shooting and shooting and shooting and shooting into anyone they saw that looked scary or hostile. Commanders and officers always told their men to fire in bursts or in semi auto and they followed whenever they were around. They ran or jogged or walked in the tunnels, splashing against water, panting, yelling, whispering, muttering, doing things.

They had their helmets, they had their wrath, they had their leaders, they had themselves and several rounds and a lot of guns.

Iskartya had several magazines on her and her AK as well as a Tommy gun with a few drum magazines. She carried them in belts or in her vest and wore nothing but her vest, her belts, her panties and bra. The other women had tops or shorts or pants which they cut but really, all Saracens , in a Biblical manner of speaking, took off their outer garments but kept their inner garments. No one dared to fight naked.

And they entered without caring about what waited them.

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Liv went along the darkness, gun ready to fire - she was low on ammo, so much was clear to her.
A quick check had revealed, that she only had one full magazine left and six rounds in the current one. That weren't good prospects as her enemies seemed to soak up bullets like kids soaked up chocolade.
Liv supressed a sign and the thought about her life's choices.
Suddenly, there was a distant thunder and roaring - she knew it well, someone blew something up. Several more bangs sounded through the metro tunnels, as if someone was making a rather explosive entry at multiple points.
The Selkie decided to check this out, maybe there was something she could use. It didn't sound like Vanqs were in that assembly.
As she silently made her way to the source of the explosion, at least what she thought was the nearest explosion, Liv got help by locating the source: Gunfire and cheers. Screaming as well.
It gave a pretty solid idea of where the guys were.
As she came to a main tunnel, Liv beheld a... sight. Female soldiers clad in... not-really-uniforms, unless one counted vests and undergarnments in all colours under the rainbow as uniforms. For a moment, the Selkie thought about why they weren't freezing, but then she saw them dealing with the unfortunate idiots standing in their way.
Still peaking out from her cover, Liv was quite impressed.
Especially true was this for a woman with messily cut hair, carrying an AK and an old submachine gun of times long past. Vest and belts with ammo above her undergarnments. Liv was relatively sure, that she was a leader of this group of people.
Liv decided to watch the people a bit more until she made her move.

[Azenyanistan]

"For Mother Ruuuussia!!" Shouted a Saracen Russian before she pushed the button that would make the several bags of TNT and C4 explode, creating a big hole into the tunnel systems that would take them into the cultist areas which the cultists themselves hid in and occupied. Several Saracens were around her and the hole, waiting for the signal to enter. The Saracens were armed with either pistols or carbine versions of the AK. Several others were armed with SKS rifles and the like.

More explosions happened, the Saracens aiming to enter the center areas from several locations. Iskartya the Saracen had her arms cross her chest as she watched and listened to the event that is happening. The center part of the city is under attack by the Saracen Network. Thousands or hundreds of Saracens have gathered around the locations that they were blowing up so they could enter.

Once the holes were made, the Saracens shouted and cheered as their comrades threw down ropes or gently put down ladders. Then they entered. And then they ran in several directions in several groups in the tunnel systems. Iskartya had a group of 10-70 Saracens and she and they were using ladders. Before the Saracens entered, they first took off their outer garments, not wanting to be hindered by their own clothes and armor. Men often wolf whistled or teased when the women took off their outer garments so they could fight better in the tunnels. The Saracens also cut their hair in a hurry, not caring if they will look like hobos or poor people because they are but not all.

Soon, the Saracens were shooting and shooting and shooting and shooting into anyone they saw that looked scary or hostile. Commanders and officers always told their men to fire in bursts or in semi auto and they followed whenever they were around. They ran or jogged or walked in the tunnels, splashing against water, panting, yelling, whispering, muttering, doing things.

They had their helmets, they had their wrath, they had their leaders, they had themselves and several rounds and a lot of guns.

Iskartya had several magazines on her and her AK as well as a Tommy gun with a few drum magazines. She carried them in belts or in her vest and wore nothing but her vest, her belts, her panties and bra. The other women had tops or shorts or pants which they cut but really, all Saracens , in a Biblical manner of speaking, took off their outer garments but kept their inner garments. No one dared to fight naked.

And they entered without caring about what waited them.

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Liv went along the darkness, gun ready to fire - she was low on ammo, so much was clear to her.
A quick check had revealed, that she only had one full magazine left and six rounds in the current one. That weren't good prospects as her enemies seemed to soak up bullets like kids soaked up chocolade.
Liv supressed a sign and the thought about her life's choices.
Suddenly, there was a distant thunder and roaring - she knew it well, someone blew something up. Several more bangs sounded through the metro tunnels, as if someone was making a rather explosive entry at multiple points.
The Selkie decided to check this out, maybe there was something she could use. It didn't sound like Vanqs were in that assembly.
As she silently made her way to the source of the explosion, at least what she thought was the nearest explosion, Liv got help by locating the source: Gunfire and cheers. Screaming as well.
It gave a pretty solid idea of where the guys were.
As she came to a main tunnel, Liv beheld a... sight. Female soldiers clad in... not-really-uniforms, unless one counted vests and undergarnments in all colours under the rainbow as uniforms. For a moment, the Selkie thought about why they weren't freezing, but then she saw them dealing with the unfortunate idiots standing in their way.
Still peaking out from her cover, Liv was quite impressed.
Especially true was this for a woman with messily cut hair, carrying an AK and an old submachine gun of times long past. Vest and belts with ammo above her undergarnments. Liv was relatively sure, that she was a leader of this group of people.
Liv decided to watch the people a bit more until she made her move.

The Saracens and Iskartya were now becoming careful. They slowed down and began to take in the situation. Their adrenaline and their feelings will make them stand the cold for a while. Then they will regret taking off their uniforms or clothes. But for now, they are busy. Their comrades will come in soon with clothes. Right now, Iskartya and her leaders made sure that the Saracens were giving out only a few shots or a burst or two. "Conserve ammo, anyone who is hostile must be killed. Anyone who is a cultist must be killed. Anyone who is hostile but surrenders, you capture and let live. We are freedom fighters, people, not like the regime."

They stepped over the bodies of their enemy and the Saracens who followed shot the bodies or stomped on them or used their knives or melee weapons such as bats. A Saracen was about to use the body of a female cultist as a toy but his comrades stopped him and forced him with shouts and shoves and pushes to go back to the surface and guard them. He followed. And his comrades simply shot the body until it looked unpleasant to the eye. That Saracen will not use a body for sex.

Then someone yelled "A woman with a uniform and a gun is here!"

A female Saracen with an AK spotted her. The Saracen had a flashlight. She lowered her weapon and said to her "Hey, hey, hey, don't shoot, don't shoot! People, there's somebody here that is different! Uniform and gun!"

[The Selkie]

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Liv went along the darkness, gun ready to fire - she was low on ammo, so much was clear to her.
A quick check had revealed, that she only had one full magazine left and six rounds in the current one. That weren't good prospects as her enemies seemed to soak up bullets like kids soaked up chocolade.
Liv supressed a sign and the thought about her life's choices.
Suddenly, there was a distant thunder and roaring - she knew it well, someone blew something up. Several more bangs sounded through the metro tunnels, as if someone was making a rather explosive entry at multiple points.
The Selkie decided to check this out, maybe there was something she could use. It didn't sound like Vanqs were in that assembly.
As she silently made her way to the source of the explosion, at least what she thought was the nearest explosion, Liv got help by locating the source: Gunfire and cheers. Screaming as well.
It gave a pretty solid idea of where the guys were.
As she came to a main tunnel, Liv beheld a... sight. Female soldiers clad in... not-really-uniforms, unless one counted vests and undergarnments in all colours under the rainbow as uniforms. For a moment, the Selkie thought about why they weren't freezing, but then she saw them dealing with the unfortunate idiots standing in their way.
Still peaking out from her cover, Liv was quite impressed.
Especially true was this for a woman with messily cut hair, carrying an AK and an old submachine gun of times long past. Vest and belts with ammo above her undergarnments. Liv was relatively sure, that she was a leader of this group of people.
Liv decided to watch the people a bit more until she made her move.

The Saracens and Iskartya were now becoming careful. They slowed down and began to take in the situation. Their adrenaline and their feelings will make them stand the cold for a while. Then they will regret taking off their uniforms or clothes. But for now, they are busy. Their comrades will come in soon with clothes. Right now, Iskartya and her leaders made sure that the Saracens were giving out only a few shots or a burst or two. "Conserve ammo, anyone who is hostile must be killed. Anyone who is a cultist must be killed. Anyone who is hostile but surrenders, you capture and let live. We are freedom fighters, people, not like the regime."

They stepped over the bodies of their enemy and the Saracens who followed shot the bodies or stomped on them or used their knives or melee weapons such as bats. A Saracen was about to use the body of a female cultist as a toy but his comrades stopped him and forced him with shouts and shoves and pushes to go back to the surface and guard them. He followed. And his comrades simply shot the body until it looked unpleasant to the eye. That Saracen will not use a body for sex.

Then someone yelled "A woman with a uniform and a gun is here!"

A female Saracen with an AK spotted her. The Saracen had a flashlight. She lowered her weapon and said to her "Hey, hey, hey, don't shoot, don't shoot! People, there's somebody here that is different! Uniform and gun!"

Liv watched, as the soldier tried to have his way with a corpse, disgusted by the man, but not by how he was dealt with - however, mutilating the body was one solution to keep this from happening. It was a quick way to achieve this, but not the one she would have used. Selkie saw the dead body as an empty hull, toying with it was a sign of great disrespect. It was common amongst Selkie to burn their dead.
Liv wasn't careful as she watched the proceedings, leaning out of her cover.
She was spotted, getting a flashlight's beam to the face, while hearing "Hey, hey, hey, don't shoot, don't shoot! People, there's somebody here that is different! Uniform and gun!"
The Selkie stumbled back into her cover, furiously blinking against the spots in her vision, her eyes were currently in little-light-mode, so receiving much light hurt her. Still, she managed an answer: "Don't shoot!", she reaffirmed, leaving her gun on the ground as she lifted her hands, "I surrender!"
If they made a difference between uniformed and un-uniformed, it was safer to surrender and hope for the best then to simply hope for the best.

[Azenyanistan]

A young Saracen fighter told the Selkie "Hey, lady, come on, don't put your gun down, keep holding it but do not put it down."
The other Saracen said "Do not mind her, she is an Azen. Azens don't like it when you put a gun down, it's disrespectful for them. For me, guns are nothing but tools."
"They are not tools but also important things, as much as your pocket watch is important to you." Said an Afghan-sounding Saracen.

Iskartya quieted them and the rest of the Saracens and said to the Selkie "I want your name and I want your country name and I want your reason for being here. Be honest or I will not spare you and let you out of this city with the help of my smugglers if you really wish to get out of this city. This city belongs to us, the Saracen Network, and to the people of Vanquaria and Russia."

The Saracens were now around Liv, observing her. The Saracens were young and old. Male and female. But mostly female. The Saracen Network appealed to women. Azen women, Russian women, Vanquarian women. Girls and women and ladies, all of them. And they were here, in their undergarments, with guns and ammo, fighting cultists.

[Esgonia]

As the team heads deeper towards the tunnel, they suddenly hear a voice coming from somewhere saying "Come here". It sounded like a little girl's voice, but a bit more hoarse, and a different one from Riri's too.

This is totally a real girl's voice Kotori thought sarcastically, but then, it could be another one of those drugged-up schoolgirls, so she follows the source of the voice and tells her team to stay behind her closely. Further and further into the tunnels, they stop behind a metallic door, with the same voice saying "Come here." Thinking that it could be one of them, she tells her team to stay here as she inspects the room, but she'll radio for backup.
"Well, here goes. Wish me luck." Says Kotori as she opens the door, little does she know what lies beneath her.

As she goes into the other side of the door, it revealed a slightly smaller tunnel, with a source of light, red in color. As the door creaked as she shuts the door, the voice then giggles and utters: "You're here, come join me! come join me!". Kotori felt a slight bit of fear, as the voice now just sounded like Riri's, without further a do, she moves out, shouting "RIRI, IS THAT YOU?! COME OUT!".

When she gets to the source of light, she felt something on her neck. She turns her back to see what was it, only to find nothing. But when she turned her back, the lights turned dim.
"What the? Hey! What's happening. What is this place?!" Shouts Kotori, feeling scared of what's going on.
"Oh, you want to see? Well then, WELCOME TO YOUR NEW HOME!". The lights came back again, revealing a sight that would haunt her for years to come.

Appropriate Theme

It revealed a room, full of blood and mutilated corpses, with hearts and innards scattered all over the floor, and heads, removed of their tongues and eyes impaled on metallic pikes on the walls, with blood dripping on the orifices. The voice then turns from a cute, sweet voice, to a demonic-like female voice. "Come closer, sweetheart". This time, it came from another door on the other side of the room, in which Kotori kicks open, revealing a more disturbing sight.

This time, the room resembled her parent's home, complete with her parents, conjoined, with pupil-less eyes, and wearing no clothes, and feeding off the family dog, looking like it had rabies and with a disturbing smile on his face. As Kotori shook, horrified. The entity turned to her, saying in unison.

"Kotori! You're home! won't you join us."

Then she feels a tap on her shoulder from behind her, it was Junko, her little sister. with empty eye sockets, bringing home a cadaver of a small child with her, which had been consumed.

She then points her carbine at her, who was now at the brink of losing her sanity. She shouts at the top of her lungs, with tears on her eyes.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING OOOOOON! WHAT THE FUUUUUUCK!"

'Junko' giggles, then suddenly points at their 'parents', who are being eaten by their consumed dog, with parts of his ribs showing and flesh hanging from him, They did not care that they were eaten, and instead laughed and tells Kotori to 'Join them'. But instead of moving to them, she turns back to Junko, who was 'melting away', with her eyes falling off the melting body until it dissolved alongside the body.

Kotori, who has now lost her sanity. Begins to scream hysterically at the top of her lungs, begging for all of this to stop. Then suddenly, the room goes dark again, and lights up a few seconds later. Now, instead of her home, revealed the same room as last time, standing at the center of it, a mutilated version of Riri, who wore an exact copy of her maid costume, apparently holding a human head which looked like Kotori. Alongside her, was Lugo, and the apartment staff, who all sported a Glasglow smile, and with pupil-less eyes. All of them stared at her menacingly as 'Riri' began to speak,

"Kotori! Kotori! So glad you are here! We're just having fun!". Kotori begins to shout at her "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON, YOU BITCH!", 'Riri' replied with a giggle, and said in a demonic-like voice:
"We want you to join us, Kotori! Join us!" Kotori begins to back away, but realizes the door behind her has turned into a wall, to 'Riri' 's amusement. "There's no running back, Kotori. You are destine to become one of us. Now, let's have fun!" As 'Lugo' and the others walk towards her with their arms in embrace.

Kotori, who had now lost every inch of her sanity, had only one thing in her mind left.
KILL
In a quick flash. She grabs her carbine and lights up everyone in the room while she screamed hysterically. As soon as her magazine was out, she grabs a nearby ax, and swings it at 'Lugo', splitting his head in half, then turns to another of the 'staff', then another, then another. There was nothing that could stop her blood lust now. When the last of the 'staff' had her head chopped off, she charges at 'Riri' and hacks her, shouting at the top of her lungs.
"DIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!". She swung her ax at 'Riri' hitting her on the head, splitting her top part and bottom part of the head. But she did not stop there, she kept on going, dismembering her, severing the bottom part of her head from her neck, chopping off limbs, and disembowels her, all while laughing manically, as she had totally lost her sanity.

As the carnage continued, Koko, and the squad, hears the screams of Kotori and other people from the other side of the room. With no radio contact from her for a while now, they decide to go in, they speedily head towards the room, which revealed to be empty, save for a Rube Goldberg machine with an empty syringe hanging from the rope on the side of the entrance. As the rest secure the first room. Koko and another HUNTR Agent goes into the second room. Where they see several dismembered demons and Kotori, who laughed manically, literally butchering a female cultist, apparently the head of the slaughtered demons.

Koko, who was horrified of what Kotori has become, rushes to her and disarms her ax, and says to her. "What the fuck is wrong with you Snips?!". But Kotori, who is revealed to have hallucinated from the drug the rigged syringe administered to her, sees her as another demonic entity. She then yells at Koko, hysteric.
"GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU FREAKBAG! GET AWAY!".
The HUNTR Agent quickly restrain her as they try to snap Kotori back into existence.

Koko, then decides to knock her out with a taser, and says to Kotori, with tears in her eyes as one of the HUNTR Agents gives Koko the laced syringe. "Kotori, what the hell did those cultists do to you.."

[Free Asian Ports]

The FAP SEALs nearly vomited at each of the morbid sights they saw as they followed the HUNTR teams. They kept their cool, though. They just wanted to get out of this vision of hell as soon as possible. Kimiko didn't seem quite as disturbed, more like disgusted at each new level of debauchery. "Is she going to be alright?" she asked Koko "We can't be hauling around a vegetable down here, we need to keep moving."

Oda was certain he was hearing the distinct sound of something meaty exploding down the tunnel, and made sure to keep an eye on one of the passageways where the wet sound was coming from. Who knows what other horror was coming...


Ritsuko heard copious amounts of screaming nearby. It sounded like someone saw their worst nightmare and had lost their mind. She had lost track of Riri, and ended up heading in a different direction. Ritsuko decided to see what was over there. Maybe she could find something interesting...

[Esgonia]

"Hold on, I got something that could work." Said the HUNTR Team's medic, as he grabs an adrenaline needle from his bag. Koko and another agent holds the knocked out Kotori still while the others wait outside to check what was going on after an explosion was heard in the distance. "In 3..2...1...." He then inserts the needle onto her arm quickly, making sure each drop wasn't wasted.

Meanwhile in Kotori's inner consciousness, she was crying on the inside, mentally scarred of what had happened, but then, a surge of adrenaline rushes up her veins, waking her up. She woke up in complete surprise, surrounding her was Koko, Kimiko, and the other HUNTR Agents. Still shaken, Kotori turns to Koko and asks..."What's going on...".
Koko, who was relieved, replied. "You hallucinated or some sort, and murdered these demons, and this one." As she points to what remains of the butchered Cultist leader, who was chopped into pieces. The bloody ax laying next to her.

"I-I did this? But, what about Rir-"
"It's all in your head. There was no Riri here. What did you see, anyway?."
Kotori described what she saw earlier in complete detail. making the medic and some of the Agents remove their gas masks and vomit in disgust, adding in to the filth of the room. Koko was also disgusted and felt the need to throw up, but the feeling of relief overcame her. seeing that her commander was alright. She then asks Kotori.
"Kotori, are you still able to move out and fight? If not, then we'll carry you. We may have lost the ambassador, but we're not going to leave you behind, sir."
Kotori was still shaking, but breathed in and out several times to calm her down. Once she regained her cool, she nods to Koko and gets up on her feet, checking her ammo and equipment.

She picks up her carbine and loads another magazine as she sees AK-47's at the corner of the room, complete with magazines. She then checks her revolvers and see if they're loaded, then the rest of her gear. After a few moments of checking, she tells the others.

"Alright. I'm good to go. Let's move out." As she walks her way out of the door, kicking away one of the demon's heads. The other agents also placed their gas masks back and replies. "YES SIR!" as they follow Kotori out and back into the Metro, in which another source of light was further away. This time, from the actual surface.

[Free Asian Ports]

The group of soldiers and intelligence agents began to jog towards the exit. The light was almost blinding in it's intensity, and everybody was glad to finally leave this hell pit. A silhouette appeared in the light, someone was standing further down the tunnel in the way of their advance. The group halted some distance away ready to challenge this new apparition. As their eyes focused on the person standing there, they saw that it was a girl in a school uniform covered head to toe in blood.

Oda and Kimiko recoiled in shock. Right in front of them stood Nanasawa Kimiko, aged 16. Bloodied as she was, the little girl, in every way a perfect copy of the soldier standing among the special forces, bore no discernible expression. She did not seem concerned that she was soaked in bodily fluids, primarily blood plasma and chunks of flesh. She was, otherwise, without a doubt a younger version of Kimiko.

"What the fuck? Is this some kind of hallucination?" exclaimed Kimiko, with a look of deep shock and horror of the violation of nature in front of her.

Ritsuko simply turned her head sideways. "You must be the Special Forces teams here in Moscow. I am here to do the same things you are doing." she smiled a little "to kill."

Kimiko stepped back, unable to process this ghost of herself. "Wha- this isn't real! You- You can't be real!"

"Oh, but I very much am." responded Ritsuko, in a voice so chillingly identical to that of Kimiko's. She took a step towards the group, seemingly without threat. Given what the group had just been through, they didn't quite trust a copy's innocence.

[The Selkie]

A young Saracen fighter told the Selkie "Hey, lady, come on, don't put your gun down, keep holding it but do not put it down."
The other Saracen said "Do not mind her, she is an Azen. Azens don't like it when you put a gun down, it's disrespectful for them. For me, guns are nothing but tools."
"They are not tools but also important things, as much as your pocket watch is important to you." Said an Afghan-sounding Saracen.

Iskartya quieted them and the rest of the Saracens and said to the Selkie "I want your name and I want your country name and I want your reason for being here. Be honest or I will not spare you and let you out of this city with the help of my smugglers if you really wish to get out of this city. This city belongs to us, the Saracen Network, and to the people of Vanquaria and Russia."

The Saracens were now around Liv, observing her. The Saracens were young and old. Male and female. But mostly female. The Saracen Network appealed to women. Azen women, Russian women, Vanquarian women. Girls and women and ladies, all of them. And they were here, in their undergarments, with guns and ammo, fighting cultists.

Not picking her gun up, she didn't want anyone to see it as an aggressive gesture and shoot her, the Selkie stood up, put a hand over her heart and bowed her head, a gesture of respect towards the leader of the soldiers in front of her. "Lieutenant Liv Tine of the Tribe of Wicklow.", she said, her dirty blonde shag even dirtier then before. She decided to be honest to the strange woman in undergarnments. "I am of the Fiannóglach, the Great Woods Rangers of the Free Lands. I am a Selkie, loaned to Vanquaria as part of a cross-traning program. To say, that I do not like it, is a bit understated."
She made a small pause for dramatic effect. "The Vanqs are trying to kill you people, they murder everyone and anyone they come across. I might be a Selkie and we fought for many different lords back in the days, but we always had our limits. Mercilessly killing is one of them." She made another pause. "I would like to join your cause."
And I would like to get out of this city in time, before anyone decides to just nuke the place from orbit..., she thought.

[Vanquaria]

Lucas had escaped just barely from the explosions and destruction of the Metro tunnel. He lifted himself up from a sewer pothole and observed the area around him. The commando heard the sound of constant gunfire and screaming. Ah, Moscow. What a place to be for government-certified killers like me. Suddenly he saw a group of 20 men and women fleeing from a large, pursuing demon. Lucas aimed his black, customised Desert Eagle at the demon's head and fired. The creature that had once been a cultist crumbled to the concrete floor below him and stopped moving.

"Thank, thank you," said the men and women gratefully. This black clad stranger in the intimidating suit had saved their lives. Lucas looked down at them for a brief moment and replied with an evil chuckle,"I did not save your lives. I only temporarily delayed the inevitable of you guys getting cut up by me!"
With lightning speed and reflexes that could only be granted through a lifetime of constant training and fighting the commando unsheathed his katana and cut the group down in a matter of seconds. Their heads, now decapitated, rolled to the floor while gushing out blood. Lucas saw that the heads blinked for a second then froze, having been finally caught in Death's embrace.

Sheathing his katana back inside the scabbard he received a call from base command,"This is HQ. Update on status and progress?"
Lucas replied through his mask's inbuilt earpiece,"Lieutenant Liv Tine of the Free Lands military is a traitor and has joined with a unidentified group of heavily armed individuals. Request reinforcement I the form of a squad of 3 commandos."
The man in HQ went silent for a moment then replied,
"This is HQ. General has granted you permission. 3 commandos inbound on your current location by VTOL. Good luck,over."

Lucas nodded and deactivated his earpiece. Then he sat down on a nearby stairwell of a still standing apartment. Pretty soon his brothers would come and these strange armed individuals and Liv will be executed. He smiled at that thought.

[Esgonia]

Kotori and the others were in disbelief over what they saw. "Two Kimikos?!" exclaimed Koko, while Kotori was amused, especially that she has another one for their team. She tells the Kimiko clone, while twirling her ax as if it were a baton.
"Well, she isn't a threat to us, seeing that she hasn't killed us or so. So, if she wants to, she could join us." as he pushes her softly aside to hack the zombie sneaking up behind her.

She swings her axe at the zombie, spilling his torso in half. After his body lies on the floor, she then wonders where was that Vanquarian that they were with a while ago. The other agents also wondered where, but decided not to look for her. Seeing that she's "Probably murdering more shit in the metro." as she leads the group to the surface.

[Free Asian Ports]

Ritsuko shrugged, slightly annoyed by the nonchalant attitude of Kotori "I guess I can tag along. Maybe I get to do something while I'm with you guys..."

The group quickly got over the shock of seeing two Kimikos, and were now very fascinated by the clone. Kimiko herself walked up to Ritsuko and brought herself to eye level with the clone. She squinted a little and prodded Ritsuko's nose, while the little girl's face returned to its normal expressionless state. "Pretty similar to me, I see." she said, walking around her clone. Suddenly, she dashed for Ritsuko's rear end "but how similar are you?!" she shouted, grabbing the clone's skirt. She pulled it up, while also dragging the panties underneath downwards a little, revealing the clone's arse.

Ritsuko very quickly covered her rear and snatched her clothes back up, her face turning bright red. Kimiko bore a slight grin "you even have that little birthmark shaped like a pear on your ass. Very similar indeed..." she strolled around front with her hand on her chin. "Are you one of those weird clones, or something?"

"Yes, as it happens I am, in fact, a clone of you. My designation is N40, but I'm called Ritsuko by my handlers."

"I'm flattered that someone took the time and effort to make another me. And creeped out. Just a couple differences though. Like, what the hell is wrong with your eyes?"

Ritsuko's eyes were not the same color as Kimiko's. Kimiko's eyes are an intense deep green, while her clone's eyes were a very bright Torquise. If you looked at them at the right angle, they seemed almost chrome and at lower light levels, they glowed in the dark. The other main difference, besides biological age (Kimiko is 24 while Ritsuko is 16), is the tattoo on Ritsuko's right buttock which consists of a bar code and, underneath, the words "Property of Grunder Industries".

Oda, who has had the same look of shock and confusion since they first saw the clone, was astounded by the similarity. He didn't even know Kimiko had a pear-shaped birthmark on her ass. That was something new, and slightly disturbing, to know. He shook off the confusion, for now was not the time to be screwing around. "I guess that makes you the 'Black Asset', correct?" asked Oda, changing the subject.

"Yes, although my mission is separate from yours despite having the same objectives"

"It's settled then, you're coming with us." said Oda, walking towards the exit. The group began to move on, following Kotori outside the Metro system.

[Esgonia]

As the team had reached the surface level, her radio crackled. Koko's also crackled. When she picked up the radio, she realized it was Lugo. Oh thank god. she said in relief. Lugo then asked what happened.
"Snips, what the hell happened hours ago? I've tried reaching you guys for hours now."
"Oh nothing, just a little field trip to Moscow's famous Metropolitan Railway Network. Anyway what's this about."
Back in the apartments, Lugo was surprised over the fact that they had went to the Metro. but what surprised him more was Kotori's calm, cheery tone. Creeped out a bit, she asks Koko on what happened to her.

"Long story Lugo. Anyway, what Kotori said, what's the fuzz?"
Lugo then briefs the agents on their new objective. "Alright, this is coming from the Service. Apparently, Vanquaria has a bit of trouble in Moscow about a man named "Walter Von Fleischer", former Filipino general, who has made his own Empire in here, named "Dundorf" or so. Here's a photo of him."
He sends the team a photo of him, and a photo of his atrocities in his new empire.
"Edggyyyyyyyyy...." says one of the agents. Kotori asks Lugo on what to do with him.

"Simple, really. Kill him. Nothing else."
Kotori though for a bit. then replies. "Ryokai~". As she sheathes her ax and gets her Krinkov ready. She turns to her group. "Alright, you heard the Service, let's take him out, then go home." The others were a bit worried about her, especially Koko, who was concerned over Kotori's mental state. But was a bit impressed that Kotori's attitude was more serious now. Seeing that their commander was now less of a klutz, the team follows her into the surface.

But when they reach the surface, one of the walls was written: "Welcome to Allahuekbombardistan!".
"Wow, great name..." says Kotori.
"Oh boy, I feel that this is going to get much, much shittier." Koko says to Kotori, as she loads up her MTAR-21 and prepares to move out.

[The Isolationist State Of Islam]

Kvetoslav was hiding on top of some rooftops. He was looking down at the street. He had hid some IED's in that road, and now he was just waiting for the army to roll in. Kvet had even left a surprise for the convoy, something to make sure they stopped. It was the mutilated body Nikulin. Kvet had cut off Nikulins balls and shoved it in his mouth. Now Nikulin was face down, and naked in the street. Kvet had hid an IED in him, just so that it'd blow up and get on the Vanquarians. Kvet had been waiting around two hours for the convoy to arrive. He had taken an AKM with him, along with an obscene amount of ammunition, and he held the device that would detonate the IED's . Then he had heard the sound of trucks, and took cover. Those trucks roars ha filled the air, and he could hardly hear anything other than them. Then the trucks stopped, and he could hear the footsteps of some men. "What the fuck?!" One of them said. Kvet then detonated the IED, and the sound of them echoed. Kvet waited a while before spraying them down. "My legs! Oh my god!" Said one of the soldiers. Kvet slowly reached for his AKM while the soldier kept screaming. "Help, oh god please help!" The soldier screamed. Then Kvet popped up with his AKM ready to shoot. He saw what was left of the Vanquarians running away, and leaving their wounded comrade to die. Kvet opened fire on the fleeing cowards of which there were five, and he killed two before running out of ammo. The Vanquarian soldiers kept running until they were out of sight. Kvet now had the time to view the carnage he created. There were three trucks that were set ablaze, and in them were around thirty-two charred bodies, and on the ground was one wounded Vanquaria. He was missing his legs, and was bound to bleed out soon. He was screaming in pain. Kvet couldn't stand to see it, the man he was looking at was the others comrade, and they left him to die. Kvet made his way off the rooftop to the soldier. "Oh god please! Help me! Fucking help me!" The soldier cried. Kvet pointed looked the man into his eyes. "What is your name?" Kvet asked. The soldier responded with "I'm Mikhail" Then a sudden look of realization crossed Mikhail face "No! No! Please spare me! Let me live!" Mikhail pleaded. Kvet raised his muzzle of his AKM to the mans head. "The best I can do is end the pain." Tears rushed out of Mikhails face "Why? Why did you do this?" "Because I must! I'm sorry Mikhail, but its the price we pay for freedom." A few lone tears began to run down Kvet's face. "Please help me! You can! I know you can!" Mikhail begged. "I'm sorry. You're too far gone." Kvet closed his eyes and look away. Kvet began to squeeze the trigger, but he paused a moment, and listened to the mans crying. "Please forgive me" Kvet said, then pulling the trigger. The shot rang out before everything went quite. He could hear the wind, and fire on the trucks. Kvet opened his eyes and looked on the body. Kvet knelled down and closed the mans eyes before walking away

[Azenyanistan]

A young Saracen fighter told the Selkie "Hey, lady, come on, don't put your gun down, keep holding it but do not put it down."
The other Saracen said "Do not mind her, she is an Azen. Azens don't like it when you put a gun down, it's disrespectful for them. For me, guns are nothing but tools."
"They are not tools but also important things, as much as your pocket watch is important to you." Said an Afghan-sounding Saracen.

Iskartya quieted them and the rest of the Saracens and said to the Selkie "I want your name and I want your country name and I want your reason for being here. Be honest or I will not spare you and let you out of this city with the help of my smugglers if you really wish to get out of this city. This city belongs to us, the Saracen Network, and to the people of Vanquaria and Russia."

The Saracens were now around Liv, observing her. The Saracens were young and old. Male and female. But mostly female. The Saracen Network appealed to women. Azen women, Russian women, Vanquarian women. Girls and women and ladies, all of them. And they were here, in their undergarments, with guns and ammo, fighting cultists.

Not picking her gun up, she didn't want anyone to see it as an aggressive gesture and shoot her, the Selkie stood up, put a hand over her heart and bowed her head, a gesture of respect towards the leader of the soldiers in front of her. "Lieutenant Liv Tine of the Tribe of Wicklow.", she said, her dirty blonde shag even dirtier then before. She decided to be honest to the strange woman in undergarnments. "I am of the Fiannóglach, the Great Woods Rangers of the Free Lands. I am a Selkie, loaned to Vanquaria as part of a cross-traning program. To say, that I do not like it, is a bit understated."
She made a small pause for dramatic effect. "The Vanqs are trying to kill you people, they murder everyone and anyone they come across. I might be a Selkie and we fought for many different lords back in the days, but we always had our limits. Mercilessly killing is one of them." She made another pause. "I would like to join your cause."
And I would like to get out of this city in time, before anyone decides to just nuke the place from orbit..., she thought.

The Saracens murmur with one another. They spoke of killing her for joining with them. Others spoke of raping her as punishment or of mutilating her and leaving her for death with nothing but one bullet and a pistol. Iskartya yelled at them to stop murmuring and her men stopped. After some silence and panting and tunnel sounds, Iskartya offered her right hand to The Selkie and said "I will slap you for what you are doing here, taking part against my comrades and against their comrades and against the freedom fighters. Vanquaria is as ruined as my country, Azenyanistan...only their city is ruined, our whole country is ruined though. Get up and accept my help and then simply get a minor punishment. And another slap for joining our cause. So you would remember it. Rise a Saracen. Or rise a Selkie. Not a Saracen. It is a possibility that you will desert."

[The Selkie]

Not picking her gun up, she didn't want anyone to see it as an aggressive gesture and shoot her, the Selkie stood up, put a hand over her heart and bowed her head, a gesture of respect towards the leader of the soldiers in front of her. "Lieutenant Liv Tine of the Tribe of Wicklow.", she said, her dirty blonde shag even dirtier then before. She decided to be honest to the strange woman in undergarnments. "I am of the Fiannóglach, the Great Woods Rangers of the Free Lands. I am a Selkie, loaned to Vanquaria as part of a cross-traning program. To say, that I do not like it, is a bit understated."
She made a small pause for dramatic effect. "The Vanqs are trying to kill you people, they murder everyone and anyone they come across. I might be a Selkie and we fought for many different lords back in the days, but we always had our limits. Mercilessly killing is one of them." She made another pause. "I would like to join your cause."
And I would like to get out of this city in time, before anyone decides to just nuke the place from orbit..., she thought.

The Saracens murmur with one another. They spoke of killing her for joining with them. Others spoke of raping her as punishment or of mutilating her and leaving her for death with nothing but one bullet and a pistol. Iskartya yelled at them to stop murmuring and her men stopped. After some silence and panting and tunnel sounds, Iskartya offered her right hand to The Selkie and said "I will slap you for what you are doing here, taking part against my comrades and against their comrades and against the freedom fighters. Vanquaria is as ruined as my country, Azenyanistan...only their city is ruined, our whole country is ruined though. Get up and accept my help and then simply get a minor punishment. And another slap for joining our cause. So you would remember it. Rise a Saracen. Or rise a Selkie. Not a Saracen. It is a possibility that you will desert."

Liv took the offered hand and pulled herself up.
"Why not rise as a Selkie-Saracen?", she asked with a cocked smile, letting her gaze wander over the ragtag bunch of people called the Saracens, "As said, we Selkie fought for many different lords unless they betrayed us or overstepped the limits." She was well aware, that she wasn't the most imposing figure, but she would be fine with her warning. "I'll be loyal to you unless you commit atrocities. Then you will have a problem."
Her smile under her blue eyes and the dirty blonde shag turned a bit lascivious. "You may slap me as much as you like... but please not in front of all of these people!"

[Azenyanistan]

The Saracens murmur with one another. They spoke of killing her for joining with them. Others spoke of raping her as punishment or of mutilating her and leaving her for death with nothing but one bullet and a pistol. Iskartya yelled at them to stop murmuring and her men stopped. After some silence and panting and tunnel sounds, Iskartya offered her right hand to The Selkie and said "I will slap you for what you are doing here, taking part against my comrades and against their comrades and against the freedom fighters. Vanquaria is as ruined as my country, Azenyanistan...only their city is ruined, our whole country is ruined though. Get up and accept my help and then simply get a minor punishment. And another slap for joining our cause. So you would remember it. Rise a Saracen. Or rise a Selkie. Not a Saracen. It is a possibility that you will desert."

Liv took the offered hand and pulled herself up.
"Why not rise as a Selkie-Saracen?", she asked with a cocked smile, letting her gaze wander over the ragtag bunch of people called the Saracens, "As said, we Selkie fought for many different lords unless they betrayed us or overstepped the limits." She was well aware, that she wasn't the most imposing figure, but she would be fine with her warning. "I'll be loyal to you unless you commit atrocities. Then you will have a problem."
Her smile under her blue eyes and the dirty blonde shag turned a bit lascivious. "You may slap me as much as you like... but please not in front of all of these people!"

Iskartya smiled while the Saracens laugh.

Then after they stopped, Iskartya said "Atrocities? We will not do! We may have used gas before but not anymore! No! Orders from upon high! We are told to fight as righteously as we must!"

And she sighed and said "And your request is denied, unfortunately. You will be slapped in front of these people."

And she raised her right hand "You might want to scrunch up your face a little."

[The Selkie]

Iskartya smiled while the Saracens laugh.

Then after they stopped, Iskartya said "Atrocities? We will not do! We may have used gas before but not anymore! No! Orders from upon high! We are told to fight as righteously as we must!"

And she sighed and said "And your request is denied, unfortunately. You will be slapped in front of these people."

And she raised her right hand "You might want to scrunch up your face a little."

OOC: Azenyanistan permitted me to write his character making true of her words by slapping Liv twice simply to save time. If you have any issues with how it is worded, please say it!

Liv gave a smile. "Bring it!", she demanded.
The hand went down - to say, that it stung a bit more, then Liv expected, was a slight understatement. It hurt like hell.
Still, besides her cheek getting red and her head whipping around, the Selkie didn't let anything slip besides a small grunt. It hurt worse then her mother and she whipped sailors of fishcutters into shape on a regular basis!
Still, Liv keep her face brave. "You have quite a slap.", she said.
The hand went down a second time - this time, Liv's grunt was a bit louder. She grit her teeth with a smile, more befitting a wolf then a human. "Finished?", she asked.

[Azenyanistan]

Iskartya smiled while the Saracens laugh.

Then after they stopped, Iskartya said "Atrocities? We will not do! We may have used gas before but not anymore! No! Orders from upon high! We are told to fight as righteously as we must!"

And she sighed and said "And your request is denied, unfortunately. You will be slapped in front of these people."

And she raised her right hand "You might want to scrunch up your face a little."

OOC: Azenyanistan permitted me to write his character making true of her words by slapping Liv twice simply to save time. If you have any issues with how it is worded, please say it!

Liv gave a smile. "Bring it!", she demanded.
The hand went down - to say, that it stung a bit more, then Liv expected, was a slight understatement. It hurt like hell.
Still, besides her cheek getting red and her head whipping around, the Selkie didn't let anything slip besides a small grunt. It hurt worse then her mother and she whipped sailors of fishcutters into shape on a regular basis!
Still, Liv keep her face brave. "You have quite a slap.", she said.
The hand went down a second time - this time, Liv's grunt was a bit louder. She grit her teeth with a smile, more befitting a wolf then a human. "Finished?", she asked.

Iskartya smiled and said to all "IS she now a Saracen?"
And they all said, their fists in the air "She is now!"
And they all laughed and smiled. And soon, their comrades came with clothes.
Iskartya allowed them to run after their clothes and to hug their comrades. She then said to Liv "I think we have our uniforms now. Wear it please. So you may be a Saracen. And keep it when you leave Moscow, if you will leave."
Then Iskartya told her to go and get some clothes.

[Vanquaria]

Lucas watched as the VTOL landed in the middle of the street and dropped 3 large figures. Each figure was a Vanquarian commando in full gear and armed with a considerable amount of ammunition. He smiled at them. As they approached Lucas in his ominous, cybernetic armor one of them said,''Alright, Sarge. Who we going to kill?''
Lucas replied,''Considering this is damn Moscow, you also have to consider what we are going to kill. But for the time being we hunting a group of unidentified heavily armed individuals. Last time I saw them they were under the Dundorf part of Moscow.''

''Isn't that where that madman ''emperor'' resides with his gang? Those guys will wreck the heck outta that group you were chasing,''said one of the commandos.
Nodding at what the man said Lucas replied,''Yes, maybe. But I want to bring the group dead or alive back to base so they can be identified. I have seen the gear on them and it is some expensive shit. No gang member I have fought has gear like that.''
The commandos glanced at each other and thought about one possible explanation, foreign intervention.
But they needed hard evidence before making claims like that. So this was why the Sarge still wanted to head into Dundorf territory. Well, if they could rack up some kills they did not give a shit. ''Lets do this,''grinned Lucas, reloading his twin Desert Eagles.

The commandos began heading towards Dundorf territory. The plan was to stop short of Dundorf land and set up surveillance. They expected the Dundorfians to finish off the armed group but if they could not the commandos led by Lucas would take the reins. Assassinating Walter, leader of the Dundorfs, was a secondary objective.

[Esgonia]

As soon as the company had reached the surface, they immediately head onto a recently-cleared out building. Thinking that the Vanquarians, or the Allahuekbombardistanis might be inside. She goes in and checks the inside, as Koko and the others follow suit. When they head deeper into the building and onto the third floor, they see not just criminal bodies, but Allahuekbombardistanis too. Then they see a blood trail leading across the room. There was also as sound as if a body was dragged or so. Quickly, she rushes in and goes inside the room. What she saw was a lady, in her mid-20's, in a torn and bloody clothes and a holster in her waist, dragging a body. She quickly identified her as Maria Graham Partsia, the daughter of Ambassador Partsia.

"Miss Partsia? Is that you?" Asks Kotori as the rest of the team move in and secure the room. Maria, with a scared and puzzled look, asked in a horrified tone. "W-who are you? Are you one of those sick people outside?" as she readies her handgun she looted from one of the Allahuekbombardistani. Kotori then shows her ID card and stated their identity. "Kotori Brunshelm, Esgonian Intelligence Service. We're here to extract you out of Moscow."

Maria was stunned and upset, but was overjoyed over the fact that her rescuers were here. In a flash, she drops the body she dragged, place the pistol back in her holster, and glomps Kotori. Then she says to her "You should have gotten her sooner...If you did, you might have saved my dad, and my mom, and Erleign..You don't know how hard it was to see them all die and how I managed to escape from that hellhole!" As she weeps on Kotori's shoulders. Kotori replies with "I'm sorry. But I'm glad to know that you are safe." As she lets go of her and calms her down. After a few minutes of helping her, they get out of the room as Kotori radios in to Lugo.

"Lugo, this is Blanca, The Ambassador's daughter has been found alive. We'll rendezvous with you back to the apartments, over."

"Really?! Alright then, I'll inform command of your report. Glad to see her still alive. Anyway, I was supposed to inform you that your mission to terminate Walter is cancelled, as the Vamps are already in the process of doing so."

After reporting. She tells Maria to stay behind Koko as she surveys the balcony. What she sees did not appease her. A large, human-robotic hybrid was roaming outside the building, apparently looking for someone. "Vanquarian?" Asked Koko, "I guess" was Kotori's reply. After a brief observation, she realized that there was no running nor hiding from this person, especially if it's a Vanquarian. With her senses wanting some action, she prepares her set of knives and her hatchet and does something stupid.

"I'm going in after him alone."

"Snips, no. We're gonna provi-"

"No, you guys stay here, she must be kept alive."

"But Snips, you'll get killed out there."

"Well then, I bid you my adieu" as she jumps off the third floor balcony, with Koko, Maria, and the other HUNTRs in surprise on her move. As she descends, she crouches down and prepares for impact. The ground shook and cracked as Kotori crashed to the ground unscathed. She faces the monster that was in front of her and states her identity.

"I'm Kotori Brunshelm, Esgonian Intelligency Agency, sent here to extract the missing Ambassador that you guys neglected and terminate Walter of Dundorf. Who are you?" As she gets her knife and ax ready and prepares for battle in case he does attack her.

[Azenyanistan]

The Saracens moved deeper and deeper into the tunnels, now clothed, eliminating cultists and demons. A few dozen Saracens were lost, mostly due to unfamiliarity to the tunnels, to the enemy but Iskartya and her Saracens continued on.

Bringing The Selkie with them, they allowed her to fight if she would fight as they moved into the heart of the cultist realm. They sang an old Azen song, which made them happy and more inclined to fight

"I can see the enemy,
He is there before me,
I am with a child and another,
He dares to raise his weapons upon me,
But I shall not fear,
My Lady is with me,
Lady Maria and Lady Death,
Death is upon all,
I can see the enemy,
He is there before me,
I am with two children,
All in my womb,
With my only weapon,
A sword of the Crusades,
I dare to fight,
I dare to slaughter,
I dare to rise,
I dare to revolt,
All for my country,
All for my child and the other!"

[Vanquaria]

The group of 4 commandos crouched behind an apartment in the burning street. They were now near Dundorf territoy and Lucas had decided to give out a few orders, ''Alright boys. You guys know we are near Dundorf land. I want you guys to split up across one street each and recon them. I shall recon the street we are on right now, you guys decide which area you are going to recon at. Intelligence is what we need first before anything else. Okay, move out.''

The 3 other commandos began to split up, each one camouflaged with their black armor. It was nearing 11pm and the sky was pitch-black. Lucas drew out his two black Desert Eagles and started his own recon. Kicking down a rotting front door of the apartment nearest him he quickly searched all the rooms, his cybernetic helmet providing advanced hearing abilities. When he was certain it was all clear he moved on to the next. During his recon he also looked for a suitable building to set up a surveillance post. This way when the commandos and he were called back they could have some juicy information for the analyst boys back in HQ.

Each pistol was loaded with 9 penetration rounds so that meant 18 rounds altogether before he had to reload but reloading a Desert Eagle took a bit more time than other pistols, even if you had a lifetime of training. But this was why he had his katana. Lucas was confident that no one in this city matched his melee abilities and even if there was one his armor was very hard to cut, only those with strong physical abilities or electrical abilities could hurt him.

Feeling overconfident he moved through each apartment with speed. Then suddenly...

"Well then, I bid you my adieu" as she jumps off the third floor balcony, with Koko, Maria, and the other HUNTRs in surprise on her move. As she descends, she crouches down and prepares for impact. The ground shook and cracked as Kotori crashed to the ground unscathed. She faces the monster that was in front of her and states her identity.

"I'm Kotori Brunshelm, Esgonian Intelligency Agency, sent here to extract the missing Ambassador that you guys neglected and terminate Walter of Dundorf. Who are you?" As she gets her knife and ax ready and prepares for battle in case he does attack her.

Lucas was startled by this small figure that had jumped from the roof of the building with literally no injury. Activating his comm.channel he whispered to the 3 other commandos in the other streets, ''I got a possible target from the group we were pursuing here. I want you guys to track my location using the pads and surround the building. I got this one.''
Deactivating his speaker he looked with caution at the girl. He had been taught not to underestimate his opponents by his savage teachers back in the program so Lucas observed the girl closely.

After a moment of silence he spoke in a intimidating, cybernetic voice, ''Esgonian Intelligence huh? I got no problem with a few of you dogs rescuing a weakling of yours. I am here on a different matter, you might know of it. Recently my squad was shot down in our VTOL by an advanced military-grade rocket launcher. I was the only survivor but I am a bit grateful for the shooter for making me into this. Unfortunately someone who possess' the gut to shoot down Vanquarian commandos is a high-profile threat. Do you happen to know who shot me down? I do remember glimpsing a little girl that looked a bit like you though...''

Lucas's hands lightened on his two Desert Eagles which was what he did before he was about to shoot someone. He strongly suspected this girl was the one who shot him down...