The War for power: Battle for new york city

[Solareon]

THE WAR FOR POWER

Enter the Year 2052, and everything has changed rather quickly. Actually, let's take a step back to 2043, and see where this all began. In 2043, the PMC (Private Military Company) nicknamed War Heroes had been employed by the United States government to protect New York City from any terrorist threats (of which, in 2041, there were many). They gladly accepted the job under one condition; no media outlet within, or outside, of New York would be allowed entry or exit. They were to seal it off, to protect themselves, and pertain the secrecy of this. This condition, and within about five days, New York had sets of War Heroes patrolling the streets. It seemed that New York was going to be okay.

However, word never spread to the outside world of War Heroes inhumane treatment. Citizens of New York were often beaten in the street, for, perhaps, carrying a lighter. Many people were maimed by attack dogs, and others were even gunned down in the streets. There were few, but known, instances of public execution of people. This could be based off of skin color, "suspicious" behavior, or anything that War Heroes did not allow. Sometimes, people would be beaten within half an inch of their lives, for simply carrying a Swiss Army knife in a rough part of New York.

This brutal treatment was apparent, until June 24th, 2044. The United States had been informed by a leader of War Heroes that they were lacking men, due to a recent civil war in Kenya. So, they would be forced to pull some of their men from New York. Now, seeing as threats against the city were still very known, the United States decided the best course of action would be to hire another PMC. This PMC was/is known as Judgment Hand. They accepted this job, and thus, went to New York. What the United States hadn't counted on, however, was that War Heroes and Judgment Hand were seen as opposites, and enemies, within the PMC world. And a war broke out in New York between the two companies that were supposed to protect it.

It may have been because, in secret, War Heroes would kill members of Judgment Hand, and vice versa. Or, perhaps, it was because of the unstableness of the whole situation of two rival "business" companies, in a small area, both armed to the literal and figurative hilt, though there were rumors that there was even a darker reason for the war, but they were only rumors. Either way, the war had broken out between the two companies.

There was one thing, however; there was still a media blackout in New York, so the entire outer population was unaware of a war going on in their midst. Indeed, there was a practically invisible war. And, in 2052, there was a certain "collapse"; partially due to the Population Crisis, partly due to the Food Crisis, and partly due to idiotic human greed, the United States had lost it's "superiority" of the world. Crimes were on a very steady rise within, and the whole nation seemed as if it were too much to handle. All the while, New York went largely unnoticed, except when it was brought up in meetings on the governmental board. However, more pressing issues garnered more attention, so there was never any question as to what was going on in the city.

Things got even worse, on August 19th, 2052. The War Heroes and Judgment Hand are still warring with each other. Recently, the war in Kenya has ended, so both companies are able to send units in to New York for back-up. It is a full scale ground war, with much of the city divided up into zones for each company. There are still a few free zones, devoid of PMC activity (or, at least, the people THINK it is devoid. . .). There are still many people caught in the crossfire, as anybody attempting to leave New York is either turned away, or, in the case of some, shot. Anybody attempting to secretly escape, is killed on sight.

There have been zero successful escapes, in the history of the entire city only one person managed to almost escape, he would be captured all over again though..
Though after being caught in the this war for a so long a anarchy underground group has risen, the people caught in the crossfire have begun to pick up arms, and plan to kill the very people whom are supposed to be protecting them. The city has been spilt into three sides now, all fighting for what they want, everything is coming full circle.
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The Anarchy arc

The city had become very intresting then again everything these days were, mostley the war, it was a interesting thing the war, it had changed so many things in a already changing city, many people thought in all fairness it's hard to even tell if any of this made any sense anymore. What would happen if either side of the PMC group won, what did they even plan to do to the city after but then again for this young man surviving the war was more important than what happens after.

Jonathan Salvatore Davison or John Davis as he went by had been sitting on top of his motorcycle looking out at the city, it was quiet for now, no gun shoots were heard or even screams though he knew it wouldn’t last long, it never does. To explain who John was, John is a member of the underground, he had just finished a mission to find some new recruits for the underground, in fact he would have to be getting back soon to welcome them.

The names of the members had been Blake Cathey, Tech Striker and Dygado Ruiz, the last being the son of his best friend Brol Ruiz who in fact made the motorcycle he had been driveling, starting the machine back up John drove away from his peaceful spot and back to Staten island were he would go into the underground.

As he crossed near the bridge John got a glimpse of a soldier from the war heroes, if he was on a mission his first thought would be to kill the soldier but since he had to get back it was wise to avoid trouble, either way his wanted level was raising every time he did a mission. When John got to Staten island he got to a abounded factory and met with a man, he was asked the questions that everyone is asked to get into the underground, his Aliases, birthrate and the leader of the underground’s name, the only way someone could get into the undergronud without doing these things would be to a high ranking member to do it for them.

After answering the questions John was allowed into elevator and after riding it for what seemed like 20 minutes he arrived at a Tunnel runner, a invention by Brol to make trips faster to the underground. The ride was fast and peaceful and after it was over John had been lead by a Underground member right to the main base. Even if he was well know it was precautions that they had to take so no spy's got into there base even though no PMC group knew and if they did they wouldn't be able to find it since only a Tunnel runner can be run by a underground tech member.

Sahara Valentino a close friend of John's had popped out from under the hood of a new car Brol had been building and did what she always did when she saw John, she ran up to him and gave him and hug before thrusting a new weapon she had made into his hand. "What is this?' he asked eyeing the gun, Sahara only laughed and said "It's a upgraded version of the storm maker" with that she went back over to the car and began working again. Sahara had been one of his closest friends for as long as he could remember but he was sure that she loved guns a little to much for even a girl.

The underground had been a small city build under the city, after new York started to expland and they needed to build a underground city just incase of nuclear warfare though it never came so the city had been forgotten till the underground was made by Bones, the present leader of the rebel group. John had been heading over to the east side of the base to see his friend Brol, the tech leader of the underground, the man was probably one of the smartest guys in the city and he was sure also very light humored too. He was going over there so him and Brol could welcome the new recruits and assign them there positions, though they both already knew were Dy was going.

After all this was done with John made a mental note to see Bones after this so he could get his mission for the night, it wasn’t that late and by the looks of the sun it was only 5: 33 but the missions he stuck on are always long and tiring so he wanted to get them done quick, like always thouh he knew it would take awile no matter what he did, Then again that's life in the Underground.

[Szayel Aporro]

((:3 Yayay! It's up!!))

Lena Beckett sighed as she stared at the the base, where she worked at. As lieutenant of the Judgment Hand, she was always up to her job. But this time, it was different. It took her 3 long months to recover from a shooting that had happened from out of no where. Though, her physical recovery was complete, it would take much longer than 3 months for her to recover emotionally. Take a step back, about 8 months.
The young blonde was living a happy life. She was engaged to a man who she had been dating for quite a while. Soon, she had become pregnant with their first child and took time off from her full time job as lieutenant of the Judgment Hand. She was happy that her comrades understood her situation and let her go. Now, forward 5 months.
She was 5 months along, and didn't come in contact with many problems. Though, she knew someone had been following her, hence why she carried a gun around with her, during all times. Of course, the worst time possible, it happened.
Living in the Bronx with her now-Husband, she was about to enter her house when she heard a gun cock, and shoot. Next thing she knew, she was lying on the floor, clutching her stomach in agony.
The life that Lena had longed for, was gone, burned to the ground, left in the dust.
She walked into the lab, of the Judgment Hand, taking a seat at the nearest stool, and leaning her head on her hands, which rested on the table.
She was ready for revenge, that was all she cared about now.

Madoka Mamoru watched as the young female walked into her base. He took numerous photos of Lena, seeing that she was his target. He didn't really know why. Madoka loved living on the wild side. Killing all of his family and friends just to get the life-style he desired. The tall man turned on his heel, jumped in his car and headed for his own base. He was part of the War Heroes. The future leaders of New York City.
'Leaders... does that really sound right?' He thought, scratching his head. He chuckled. "Dictators is more like it... I like that word... Dictator..." He put his foot to the pedal, driving as fast as he could, with a devious smile lingering on his face.

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[Sora05]

These we dark days, but certainly everyone already new that. It was on this day that Keaton Jones, also known as Ghost would yet again start his attempt to make a difference. The cool air whipped across his face, as he layed on his chest in his church bell tower position. The city was falling more and more each day. The wreckage below was evidence of this. Cars overturned, building crumbled, the streets cracked, and littered with several bodies. Inocent people killed out of cold blood.

Looking through his scope to several blocks over Keaton saw a family, possibly the father and two young sons in the backyard of a house. Then noticing a homemade casket next to the freshly dug grave. Slowly they lowered it into the hole. After several seconds the father figure began pouring dirt inside. A silent dear slid down Keatons cheek washing away a trail of dirt.

Not able to watch any long he turned his attention to an over pass. A band of Judgement Hand soldiers crossed. His finger began to squeeze the trigger, though he forced himself to stop. He was here for a reason, and that reason was to stay where he was until he saw one of the lower commanding officers of the Jugdment Hand, Jake Stephens. (npc). This could take all night, or just a few minutes. A black car of some sort was supposed to drive across the overpass, behind several motorcycle.

Daring to look away Keaton reached into his back pocket, pulling out a can of dip. Quickly compacting it he placed a pinch in his mouth. Spitting down the tower, he looked back into his scope. It had been several hours sinced he arrived and it felt as if the temperature was droping. A cold chill shot down his spine as he heard the distant roar of an engine.

[Chimubar]

Though he was going threw a tough time, Tech was so excited that he was actually going to be able to be part of the Underground. Both his father and his brother were part of it at one point, and now he was continuing the family tradition. He was just wandering around the base making notes of everything so he would know where to go. His friend John Davis was supposed to welcome them but he appearently hadn't come back yet.

The boy had semi-long black hair but is eternally covered under a cap. Though he was overjoyed, he had a pretty blank and bored look in his eyes. He wanted to get the orientation over with so he could take a nap; considering that after today, he probably wont be able to take a casual nap again.

The boy walked over to the east side so he could find out his position. He got out his beam katana to make sure it was fully charged, and continued down to the east side. Before he reached the place where Brol was supposed to be, he noticed John going the same way. He looked up to John almost like a second brother but never said it aloud because it would be so uncool.

"Yo, so when is the welcoming starting. I've only been hear ten minutes and it's already pretty cool. But it would be uncool if I have to wait any longer." He said with a yawn.
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The room was dark and full of scientists and of course, alchohal. There was rum, tequila, vodka, and water mixer to top it all off. Somebody would think that it was for a special occasion, but it was just a pretty casual drink for Takeshi Striker. While all his subordinates were working hard, Takeshi was sleeping, recovering from his hangover. The other scientists knew better to wake him up; unless they want to get burned, tortured, and experimented on.

The last thing Takeshi saw before his eyes opened was his little brother Tech: dieing slow and painfully. The twenty-one year old quickly woke up and took gulp of his Vodka before standing up. He checked what all the other scientists were doing and made sure everything wasn't out of order. As lead scientist and a lieutenant of the War Heroes, if something went wrong he would be the one to blame.

"Hey everybody! You guys are way behind. All of you are lucky that I had a good dream, but if you dont put your lazy asses in gear.... well lets just say I'll have a new experiment to keep me busy." Whenever Takeshi made a threat, he rarely never took it back and always kept to his word. This was enough to make his subordinates work faster.

[Solareon]

As The young man was taking his time walking over to the east side of the underground though he was sure that most of the recruits could wait some time, hell after he was done with them they would go for a drink at the bar before getting there first missions. "God help them if Bones is in a bad mood" He thought to himself.

When he got half way there John saw a new recruit Tech coming up to him, he had only met the kid about a couple months ago but in that short time he had taking a liking to him, maybe it was the fact that he was eager or join or maybe because John had know that he looked up to him but he liked to think he liked him because Tech reminded him so much of himself when he joined.

"Yo, so when is the welcoming starting. I've only been hear ten minutes and it's already pretty cool. But it would be uncool if I have to wait any longer." Tech said with a yawn and John had to give a light laugh as he continued walking "You should really learn to be patient kid, wouldn't want to talk like that with Bones are he'll give you patrol duty for a mouth" John said knowing that John and Brol had gotten there fair share of patrol duty when they started there adventures.

Shaking the thought out of his head he turned his attetion back to Tech "Anyway kid don't worry I just have to get Dy and Brol and then we can get all of you newbies set up, remeber after this me and Brol will take you guys for a drink but after that it's time to meet Bones and if I were you I wouldn't get smart with him" Bones was a good and kind leader but what he wouldn't take is a disrespceful newbie, he took John and Brol being Smartass beacuse they were like sons to him, hell he even had a soft spot for Sahaha but not for newbies.

Speaking of the girl Sahara had just ran up to John but before she spoke she looked at Tech that back to John "So this is the fresh meat for the underground, hey kid you wanna make ten bucks" She asked with a smile but John knew all to well what she was about to do "Stop trying to get the newbie’s to prank Bones Sahara" The girl gave a sad face before starting to him and go find Dy. John turned back to Tech and gave him a small smile "Well kid what position do you think you would be good at" He knew what he would pick but it was always better to hear it.

[Chimubar]

"You should really learn to be patient kid, wouldn't want to talk like that with Bones are he'll give you patrol duty for a month"

Tech had heard about Bones from his dad but he wasn't completely sure he could trust him. Though he made the Underground, why did he have to hide his name like that? Anyone who has to hide his own name obviously had something to hide. "Meh, from what I heard this Bones must be an uncool ass. When my dad was alive, he said he can be nice but also intimidating."

It was surprising that Tech talked about his missing and possibly dead father so casually. Maybe because Tech thought that mourning for someone was uncool. Tech would never talk about that around Bones so he thought he'd better get it out of system now. Tech would prefer that he had partol duty but he wont accept anything else but a front-line soldier.

"Anyway kid don't worry I just have to get Dy and Brol and then we can get all of you newbies set up, remeber after this me and Brol will take you guys for a drink but after that it's time to meet Bones and if I were you I wouldn't get smart with him"

Tech liked the prospect of having drinks with John, Brol, Dy, and the other recuit. "What kind of drinks? Alchohal or soda, because if its alchohal then I cam make a martini that my brother is to die for." When Tech and Takeshi were alone, Takeshi tought him all about alchohal and how to make it. While doing this, Tech also found out that he had a pretty high alchohal tolerance for his age; he can even take more alchohal then some adults.

"Well kid what position do you think you would be good at"

Tech smiled a little bit when he heard this. He got out a tonfa handle and shook it up a bit. Like something from a Star Wars movie, a plasma generated katana appeared. "What do you think?" He smirked.

[Endless Warrior Sora]

Seth Norson awoke with a startle. He felt hot where he was. He sat up in his bed and wiped his forehead as warm water covered his forehand. He closed his eyes tightly and tried to push out the thoughts out of his head that plauged him from every night before. He shook his head. They kept coming back. A...fire. And a boy, with black hair and silver eyes, screaming. Bloody corpses everywhere. The breaking of cieling boards....Seth placed his fingers against his temples, and in frustration he began pushing his knuckles against his temples. In frustration he hit himself three times on the temples before tearing his sew rags for sheets of him and hopped out of the bed. He could've sworn he heard some springs break out of the matress. He'd have to fix that later. He walked over to a wooden chair and grabbed his yellow hoodie as he placed it over his black muscle shirt. With a sigh he pressed a button on a spheric contraption. A blue holograph appeared and displayed a time 5:50:56 PM Seth nodded and walked out his door and stepped out in The Underground. New recruits would be...recruited today. Seth scratched the back of his head, making his was across the street.

"Great..more unexpierenced kids to drag us down..." He said to himself as he shook his head at the comment. "And I'm one of em, and I"m already part of this thing." Seth scolded himself. "Gotta get to Bones. First off I"m 5 minutes late...Bones doesn't like it when people are late....and Second he's got some mission for me." Seth said, noticing John heading the same way. He decided not to say anything. Why slow down John with his prescence?

[Sora05]

The steady roar grew louder and louder. Finally Keaton got a glimpse between two buildings the sight of a motorcycle. Leading his sights through the building he followed until they reached his sights. There it was, four bikes infront, followed by a black car. A smile slowly crossed his face, this was going to be fun.

"I spy with my little eye, someone that's going to die." he breathed. Just as the first two bikes crossed his sights, directly in line with eachother he took his aim. With the cross-hairs right on the gas tanks he held his breath. A shot rang out through the streets. The bullet piercing the first gas tank and went through the other. A loud explosion rang out as the two soldiers launched through the air. One landing with a crunch of bones off the side of the over pass, the other flying through the wind shield of an abandoned car.

The shrapnal from the bikes tore through the air, piercing the other two bikers with hundreds of metal shards. A shriek of pain came out above the rest as a large piece of metal pierced one through the chest. Falling off his bike it slid across the pavement colliding with the others.

Now that was the easy part. Getting this next shot precise was key. Waiting a few seconds the car began to drive away Keaton took aim, directly in the middle of the rear window. 1...2...3..squeeze. The shot rang out again, however not followed by a scream. The back door flew open and the body of Jake fell out. A bullet wound in the chest.

Seriouse enough to silence him but not kill him. The car sped away and Keaton packed up, spitting as he did so. Quickly he made his way down the building and to the street. Grabing the unconcious body he quickly got out of the open. "Hmph here we go." he mumbled. Swinging his gun over his shoulder and then the body he reached for his radio.

"Hey John, I got Jake, and don't do the initiation just yet okay?" he huffed through it.

[Solareon]

"Meh, from what I heard this Bones must be an uncool ass. When my dad was alive, he said he can be nice but also intimidating." At Tech comment all John could do was laugh, recruits were so funny "Well since your new here Tech I should give ya a heads up, people around here look up to bones allot" John started as eh had a friendly tone in his voice "You almost every person would probably wanna put a bullet in your head just for saying that, hell if I didn't like ya kid I would probably of broken your jaw" It was almost scary how he said these things but in such a calm voice.

"Anyway you look like frontline member" He said as he scratched his head "Hey Sahara do me a favor and tell Bones to get ready for the missions for tonight, also make the Tunnel runner is ready" Sahara nodded at John "Fine but don't blame me if it's another recon job" With that she walked away but made sure to give "Seth and Keaton hangs before leavening.

Bones had been lately only giving out recon missions for assassins, though they helped later on it took up lots of time and it was extremely boring, the later not really a big deal to Bones. "Hey John, I got Jake, and don't do the initiation just yet okay?" he huffed through it. "Well looks like we can mark another sergeant off the hit list, anyway we still need to wait for Brol and Dy before we can do anything" John said.

While all this was going on Bones had been standing near the computers in the meeting room looking at the files of the new recruits when he stopped at Tech, at the moment Sahara had just come in "So you know about the fresh meat right Bones" She said as he leaned against the wall, Bones was looking at Tech family chart and very deadly at his older brother "He's still on the hit list aint he" Sahara said, though Bones only nodded. "He's none of are concern now, if he get's in are way though we'll make sure to blow his brains out" The man said coldly as he changed the file to Dy "Well he is ten now, though I wish Brol would of made him wait till he was thirteen" Sahara had always been worried at the kid but Bones just shrugged.

"If he's old enough to survive testing from the judgment hand he's old enough to become a member of the underground, anyway just wait here till the boys come back" he told Sahara, Bones had a missing for the recruits but John and Brol had there own, he wasn’t going to send those to baby sit them but he would send Sahara, she was more the capable to handle most missions. "One more thing Kreaton had killed Jack so he can be off are list too" Wish a smile Bones crossed out the name of the soldier and waiting for the boys to come.

[sephiroth2]

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Deep, deep underneath the streets and ground of New York city, in on of the deepest Judgment Hand Labs, a tall figure who features were only lit by the glow radiating off the many computer monitors, was sitting in a large armchair, watching the many names and pictures that accompanied them flash more and more on the screens, ever changing, never staying the same for more then a few seconds. However though, one of the monitors suddenly stopped, glowing a bright red as it magnified to accompany the huge computer screens. Moving a little slightly in the chair, the figure moved its right hand a little against a smaller miniature screen right infront of them, bringing up the information on the person in red, letting the other monitors continue with their scanning.

The information on the person was that what you would find on a basic report a computer voice reading what was on the screen. "Name: Jake Stephens, Position: lower commanding officer.." Etc etc the voice continued repeating what was on the page about Jake, when he joined, the back history he gave in his file, on and on it went, until, it came to what the figure wanted to know. "Status: Deceased - gunshot wound to upper chest ........signal transmission now terminated." with that, the voice ended, causing the screen to go blank, leaving the room bathing in the glow of the constantly changing monitors again.

Standing up from the armchair, the lights that were placed along the room dimly lit into existence showing the true features of the figure. First off, it was a man, quite a tall one at that as he appeared to be about 7'', with shoulder length silver hair. He wore something resembling that of a fine suit, with silver buttons lining along it. As he moved to the door of the room, a long trench coat was hanging up on the wall, to which the man retrieved it and proceeded to put it on, before opening and leaving the room as it returned to its darkened state, leaving the monitors still doing their job.

Fixing his coat as he walked through the hallways, the man moved his head softly from side to side, seeing many more labs, all with different experiments and machines being used, some even completely automated with large robots as the conditions were too much for any normal human being. Reaching the end of the hallway, the tall man entered a single elevator, staying in it until he was raised just a few levels fro where he was, disembarking and moving swiftly down yet another hallway.

Before he could move to the elevator that was at the end of this level, the man turned and entered into one of the labs looking at all the scientists at their positions, taking down notes and working on incredibly advanced equations that seemed to look nothing like what normal equations would look like. Strange symbols were flashing up on the monitors as the men and woman continued with what they were doing.

Moving past them all, the man went into an even larger part of this lab stopping and smiling a little as he stood infront of a huge glass pod, with something unconscious and curled up within it. Shortly after standing there, another scientist came up beside the man looking up at whatever this thing was as well. "How much longer will it be, before we can run tests with it!" the tall man asked the scientist, never taking his eyes off of the pod infront of him.

"It shouldn't take much longer. Its growth has been increasing as you predicted with your equations. At its current rate, it should be ready for testing in the next few days." said the scientist double checking his notes to make sure he wasn't getting anything wrong. Nodding his head softly, the tall man smiled again as he turned away from the pod and began to walk with the scientist towards the way he came from. "Very good, inform me of further developments on it, now if you'll excuse me, I have matters that I must attend to!" the tall man said before he left the lab with the scientist and entered the elevator just outside it. As the doors closed on him, the scientist gently nodded to the man, simply saying, "I will do so immediately, sir!"

[Brol]

Brol:

The information on the person was that what you would find on a basic report a computer voice reading what was on the screen. "Name: Jake Stephens, Position: lower commanding officer.." Etc etc the voice continued repeating what was on the page about Jake, when he joined, the back history he gave in his file, on and on it went, until, it came to what the figure wanted to know. "Status: Deceased - gunshot wound to upper chest ........signal transmission now terminated." with that, the voice ended, causing the screen to go blank, leaving the room bathing in the glow of the constantly changing monitors again.

Brol looked around as he was in disguse as a scientist

It shouldn't take much longer. Its growth has been increasing as you predicted with your equations. At its current rate, it should be ready for testing in the next few days." said the scientist double checking his notes to make sure he wasn't getting anything wrong. Nodding his head softly, the tall man smiled again as he turned away from the pod and began to walk with the scientist towards the way he came from. "Very good, inform me of further developments on it, now if you'll excuse me, I have matters that I must attend to!" the tall man said before he left the lab with the scientist and entered the elevator just outside it. As the doors closed on him, the scientist gently nodded to the man, simply saying, "I will do so immediately, sir!"

Brol nods to Sleif, and walks away back into the lab room. "Tsh.. He didn't notice yet... that's good.." He smiles as he pulls out a trigger and walks into the lab, where other scientists are talking. Brol looks at his watch, in his head,"Shoot i'm late for the welcome wagon..." He talks with the other scientists and walks out of the Judgement base. He uncovers a large cycle and sits inside," Got bored huh?" asks Brol to Dy as he was sitting in the back compartment," sort of.." Says Dy as he returns to sleeping.

Brol turns into and looks at the base," Heh surprise.." He pushes the trigger, as most of the computer's screens from both enemy bases show a horrid picture of the High School Musical Massacre. He slams onto the gas pedal and disappears into the busy town. Brol's cycle slides into a corner and stops a few inches away from John.

Brol's head pops out," Hey! Your in my way!..." He takes a good look at John" Yea still in my way..hahaha, Sorry I'm late, i just had to do some computer stuff back in the "Mobile Store"," which is
John and Brol's nickname for the Judgement Hand base.

June:

"Sir after much scans and experiments," she hesitates. Karlos looks at her," WELL?" She takes a few steps back," The test subjects are not stable and die off... The test is a complete failure..." Karlos slams his fist into his desk," What the hell! The Judgement Hand got their test subject, and we only got complete retards down there..." He says as he gets off from his chair. June looks at him," Where are you going?" Karlos looks back with a shotgun in his hand," I'm cutting some jobs.." He says as he slams the door behind him.

[Szayel Aporro]

Madoka barged through the doors of the War Heroes base, finding his partner, and another Lieutenant giving orders to the rest of the War Heroes crew. "Nice job, Striker..." He said, taking out his gun, and shooting it towards the ceiling. He pushed his hair from his face, revealing his cold blue eyes. He smiled, biting his lower lip. "Just followed one of the Lieutenants from the Judgment Hand to see what they were up to... Just experimenting... again." He rolled his eyes, taking a seat on one of tables. "...Any word from you, hmm?"
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Lena felt an alarm ringing through out her body. She looked up, taking her hand gun with her. Most of the scientists around the area looked confused, as all of their computers were hacked, with a picture of the child stars that were famous back before the entire war happened. The staff began chatting uncontrollably, terrified of what happened. She shot one of the scientists, furious with their actions.
"Hey!" She exclaimed. "You guys are all scientists! Instead of freaking out about this, fix it! Jesus f**king christ! We didn't hire a bunch of retards now, did we?" She muttered, smashing her fist onto the table.
That was her usual attitude around the area now. Never happy, always bossing around, always shooting someone to release her anger.

[Endless Warrior Sora]

Anin Luza silently walked into the lowest part of the Building for Judgement Hand. Hearing the occasional whirr of the machines notifying that they were finished with the latest weapons that New York had to offer. Anin passed each weapon station and nodded at the completed weapons. The workers there who controlled the machines began smiling, as if they were happy that she approved of their work. She picked up a gun, looked at for a bit aimed, and fired, the bullet hitting one of the workers there.
"Yeah. It works. Het him to the infarmary." Anin said with a slight smirk at his pain and turned with a flip of her hair and walked back up the stairs and into a dark room only lit by coputer screens.
"Slief? Slief, are you in here?" Anin asked into the darkness.
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Seth recieved his hang and then looked to Sahara.

"Recon mission? Cool. What time?" he asked, following her.

[Solareon]

When John saw Brol and Dy arrive all the teen could do was smile "Well those trips to the mobile store are probably going to end, it looks like Bones wants to have a talk with you and me about that, seems like he finely giving us something good" With those words John led his long time friend over to the new recruits, he took both the recruits and Brol to in front of the Mission room.

"Well boys it's time, My name is Jonathan Salvatore Davison or John Davis, though when we are on the outside you will only call me by my aliases which is Shadow" The main reason they used codenames on the outside was because it wasn’t safe to use there true names.
John eyes all of the recruits before he was handed a sheet of paper from Sahara, the paper had all of the recruits new codenames on it

"Seth Norson yours is underdog, Tech Striker you are now Black star and Dy your name is The Hybrid Survivor" After speaking there names John handed the paper back to his friend "You are all now real members of the underground and with that you can have your first real mission.

"Before we go in there I would also like to point out the three peopel you will be working with allot "The first is Brol, are mian tech guy and brains in the underground, you need weapons go to him or just anything that' can be made, next is Blake, he will be you recond leader in most missions after today treat him good or eh'll blow your brains out, and finley there's Sahara, she will be the member you go on you first mission with and she's also the bomb squad leader and weapons expert, so if you need any bombs are guns go to her, well boys let's meet the leader"

With those words the mission room opened and John showed the new recruits in, Bones had been waiting right at the entrance for them though, the leader of the underground had now walked up to the recruits and gave them a stern yet kind look "My name is Bones, no I won't tell you what it means nor will you ever ask, you've made it this far that means you have skills and since you are all newbie’s I'll put you in the same group, your first mission to head to the Judgment hands main base in The Bronx, we need you to do some recon missions there, just about some of the members and there security, do not take them on, if you are discovered retreat, to make sure this mission goes well I'm sending Sahara Valentino with you.

At the mention of her name Sahara walked forward with a strong look on her face "Ok newbie’s I'm going to be leading you on your first mission and there are two rules" She said while putting up two fingers "Don't get killed and follow me orders" with that she let Bones take the floor again "Now I'll give you your positions that you will fill, Tech Striker you are now a Spy and on frontline missions, when you are on frontline missions report to John for them and for spy missions you will meet with a top spy for us. Now Seth Norson you are now finely getting assuaged, your on Recon and Scouting missions, just report to Brol for those, and finely Dygado Ruiz, you are with the Tech station with your farther and John for frontline missions" With his long intro done Bones gave one final look at them.

"Well men good look out there, don't give in, this war can be won if we never give into those murdering bastards, now since were all done now you recruits can go get a drink at the bar, I'm sure you can find it" With that bones lead them out but he grabbed Brol and John "We have to talk later so go get the recruits a drink than report back here" he said in a cold voice before closing the doors on them.

All John could do was sign and take out a pack of cigarettes and hand them to Brol "Your going to need them after tonight old friend, come on lets go get a drink before the rum is gone" John said as he left to show the recruits around, Sahara gave a nod to Brol before ruffling Dy's hair and telling him how proud she was than after that she went to go chase after John.

[Chimubar]

It took everything Tech had not to laugh at his new alias. Where'd Black Star come from? Though it was really random, he sort of liked the sound of it and got used to it. It was one of those names that a you'd want a person to moan in bed.

"Before we go in there I would also like to point out the three peopel you will be working with allot "The first is Brol, are mian tech guy and brains in the underground, you need weapons go to him or just anything that' can be made, next is Blake, he will be you recond leader in most missions after today treat him good or eh'll blow your brains out, and finley there's Sahara, she will be the member you go on you first mission with and she's also the bomb squad leader and weapons expert, so if you need any bombs are guns go to her, well boys let's meet the leader"

Tech was raher surprised that Sahara was that important. He just thought she was some random member trying to make him get introuble by Bones. He stopped thinking about her once Bones started speaking.

"My name is Bones, no I won't tell you what it means nor will you ever ask, you've made it this far that means you have skills and since you are all newbie’s I'll put you in the same group, your first mission to head to the Judgment hands main base in The Bronx, we need you to do some recon missions there, just about some of the members and there security, do not take them on, if you are discovered retreat, to make sure this mission goes well I'm sending Sahara Valentino with you.

Tech wanted to yell "We have names you know so stop calling us newbies!" But he bit his tounge following John's advice. He was a little dissapointed that he wasn't going to be able to go to the War Heroes base, but Judgment Hand was the next best thing. But it was a little bit stupid that they wont be able to slice some Judgment heads open.

"Now I'll give you your positions that you will fill, Tech Striker you are now a Spy and on frontline missions, when you are on frontline missions report to John for them and for spy missions you will meet with a top spy for us. Now Seth Norson you are now finely getting assuaged, your on Recon and Scouting missions, just report to Brol for those, and finely Dygado Ruiz, you are with the Tech station with your farther and John for frontline missions. Well men good look out there, don't give in, this war can be won if we never give into those murdering bastards, now since were all done now you recruits can go get a drink at the bar, I'm sure you can find it"

Tech started to wonder if they spent most of their time drinking then fighting. But he didnt mind it, he wanted to drink something good and relax before he goes on his mission. When John started to show them around, Tech took a look at Dygado. He didn't think it was fair that he got to get in while he was so young because of his dad. After all his dad was once a part of Underground, so why does Dygado get special treatment? Meh whatever. I'm in now and that's all that matters. He thought with a yawn.

"Alright Dy. You, me, and John on the frontlines. I got your back if you got mine." He said ruffling Dygado's hair like Sahara did before she left.