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#1 1/10/09 22:29

Leus
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Oni Joint Story, Second Installment: Punishment

Hello, everyone!  Due to the interest and success of the first installment--now titled "Salvation," which I will edit in as soon as editing works again--I decided to start another thread.  This one takes place anywhere from a couple of months to several years past the (theoretical) end of the first installation.

There are a few rules.  Here's how this should work:

You read the story so far.  If you decide you're going to write the next part, please immediately make a post indicating your intent before you start writing.  Just a little something like...

"I'm writing the next part..."

I encourage this because I think it would be disheartening if you wrote an epic and eloquent elaboration to this story only to find after you post it that someone else posted their own extrapolation beforehand and took the story in a completely different direction, invalidating all the hard work you just did.  And for this reason, of course, make sure to refresh the page after you claim you'll be writing the next part to make sure nobody else claimed it before you.  I doubt we'll get enough writers for that to really be a danger, but it's always better to be safe I think.

Finally, if you claim that you'll be writing the next part, please do it in a timely manner and post it up because if you make a post claiming you'll be writing but then don't end up posting anything, you'll put the entire process on hold.

Again, anyone and everyone feel free to contribute.  I will post the first part in a moment...

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#2 1/10/09 22:30

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Oni Joint Story, Second Installment: Punishment

Barabas opened his eyes.  He stretched, sharply drawing in a deep breath.  The air burned his lungs a little and he quickly exhaled, returning to the quick and shallow breathing to which he was now adapted.

"Let's go!" he hollered.  Ford, Sam and Edgar sat up simultaneously.

"Aww, man," Edgar complained, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.  "ANOTHER hunting day?"

"CI doesn't take days off," Barabas shot back.  "Gear up."  The small group at a quick breakfast and equipped themselves for the day ahead.  They each wore a bulletproof suit that covered most of their bodies.  Strapped to their hips were their sidearms, tucked away in their boots were combat knives and strapped to their chest were a few grenades each.  In addition, every one of them bore a unique "heavy-assault" weapon in a back sling.  Sam carried an assault rifle, Ford a shotgun, and Barabas a rocket-propelled grenade launcher.  Edgar kept a backpack with a laptop and medical supplies; he was less of a fighter than the rest, and the least eager about the work he was doing.  Still, he would follow Barabas to the end of the earth, which was likely exactly what he was doing.

The team marched outside and hopped on two ATVs; Ford and Sam on one, Barabas and Edgar on the other.  Riding side by side, Ford called out to Barabas.  "Where are we headed?"

"Satellite images show a small band of refugees trying to travel through this desert nearly due-east," Barabas shouted back over the engines' whines.  Sam glanced over at Barabas.

"What?" Ford replied, "they'd never make it!"

"Look out!" Barabas hollered, and Sam narrowly swirved around a large stone.  "Watch where you're going, Sam!"  A conversational pause.  "Anyway, it doesn't matter.  They're going to make it now," he said, addressing Ford once more.

After nearly an hour, the band of travellers came into sight.  The two ATVs pulled up and slowed to a halt, Ford and Edgar's arms up, fingers spread and palm out towards the refugees to indicate no hostile intentions.  The travellers lowered the weapons they'd instinctively drawn.  Barabas and Sam shut the motors down.

"What do you want?" one of the travellers asked, her voice distorted through the sealed mask she wore.  There was a hiss as the vent in the front of her mask opened, let some air into the processing chamber, then belched the contaminants back out into the atmosphere before delivering the "clean" air to her lungs.  The hissing continued regularly and rhythmically from everyone in her party.

"We're here to help you," said Barabas.

"You're one of them," she shot back.  "Just look at you.  All of you."

"Ma'am, I assure you, we're not with Conglomerate International.  We have developed a--" Edgar was cut off.

"Not them.  THEM," she clarified, accenting the word more heavily now as if to indicate something new.  "Monsters."

Edgar frowned.  "Ma'am," he began, "you do know that the only way to survive in this world is to become one of your so-called 'monsters,' right?"

"Ha," the woman scoffed.  "There's still hope for this world, yet.  We're on our way to Reco, the Oasis town.  We're only a few miles off yet."

Barabas sighed.  "First off, try a dozen miles at least, and in the wrong direction," Barabas chided her.  "Reco is almost due north of here and you're travelling east.  Ain't nothin' the way you're headed."

"We KNOW what we're doing," she snapped.  "We have to take this route to avoid the CI search parties."

"Secondly," Barabas continued as if she'd never spoken, "the Oases are the pipe dreams of a few hippies futilely holding onto hope for a pure ecosystem.  The earth and mankind cannot be salvaged.  Believe me."  He paused.  "And why avoid CI?  They don't force anyone to join them; they merely offer an alternative to certain death, which is what I am trying to do for you but WITHOUT the catch."

"The alternative IS the catch," she replied.

"You know what I mean," he said.

"And we both know CI has forced us just about as hard as anyone could have possibly imagined into their contracts," she continued.  "Their child company destroyed the world so we would have no choice but to sign our lives over to daddy."

"Right," said Barabas, "but if the BGI's actions have failed to persuade you yet, nothing CI could say or do would either.  If you don't want them, they don't want you.  Only interested in the type of folk willing to sell their own souls, I guess; figure the rest'll die off with time."  He let the dialogue rest a beat.  "Like I said:  Why avoid them?"

"Have you ever actually encountered one of their roving 'rescue' parties?" the woman shot back.  "Their methods of persuasion are more than a simple pitch."

Barabas frowned.  He had, of course, encountered CI representatives many times, but never in a very political setting.  Maybe he was less familiar with their methods than he thought.  He sighed, choking a bit.  "Doesn't change the fact," he continued, "that the so-called 'Oasis towns' are a waste of time.  You'd do yourselves and the world much better if you came with us."

"No doubt you're another marauding rebel group," she pegged them condescendingly.

"The original," Barabas muttered.

"Peace was never accomplished through violence," she insisted.  "Non-violent resistance is the only feasible option."

"Peace was NEVER accomplished," Barabas consolidated her assertion.  "We NEVER overcame our natural inclination to dominate, and now politics and justice are obsolete.  The world has been dominated by a single force BEYOND the point of resistance.  THEY call the shots now, and they have no reason not to eliminate anyone who even tries to stand in their way."

"So why are you still alive, Rambo?" she prodded back.

Barabas stopped to ponder this.  "Don't really know, I guess," he said.  "Probably just not a big enough threat."  He paused.  "Maybe what we do is, under their new world regime, considered as what once was freedom of speech."

The woman hesitated for a moment.  "So," she said.  "What DO you do?"

---

"WELCOME TO RECO!" the sign enthusiastically announced as the party passed by it and into the city.  The woman, having by now been introduced as Keilah, glanced over her shoulder at Barabas.  "You bastard," she said with a somewhat playful tone.

Barabas smiled slyly.  "That speech about the hippy pipe dream is convincing, ain't it?" he said.  "It's true, you know, of most Oases."

"It's how we stay under the radar of you-know-who," Edgar added.  Barabas and Edgar walked with the masked travellers, Ford and Sam having taken the ATVs ahead a few hours back.  Including Edgar and Barabas, the group numbered nine.  They followed Barabas into a restaurant.  The tables were empty but a woman stood behind the bar.  She reached under the counter.

Click!

The liquor rack rotated to reveal a small corridor of stairs leading down.  The newly arrived group quickly made their way through the passageway and the faux barkeep closed the hatch behind them.

After a short and noisy trot down the stairs, Barabas arrived at a door.  He knocked.

"Come in!" a female voice rang out from the other side.

"THAT's your security system?" Keilah scoffed.

Barabas opened the door and strolled through.  Inside was a room full of people, most of them visibly strapped with very large weapons.

"No, this is," Barabas stated simply.  Many of the people were engaging in what seemed to be various martial arts training exercises.  Several were sitting around, chatting.  Dampened explosions and gunshots could be heard in the background.  A woman with spiky purple hair dashed up to the newcomers.

"Welcome," she greeted them.  "My name is Mai."

"Keilah," said Keilah, "and this is my crew."  They each shook hands with Mai in turn, introducing themselves.  Sam and Ford stepped up to the meeting.

"You guys know Ford and Sam, of course," said Barabas, "although you've never been formally introduced."

"Hey," said Keilah.  "Dunno if you heard; I'm Keilah."  She extended a hand to Ford, who took it and shook firmly.

"Ford," he said simply.  Keilah smiled sternly, then extended her hand towards Sam.  There was no reaction.

Keilah frowned.  "What's her deal?"

"Never heard a word out of her," Mai explained.  "She doesn't like attention, anyway.  Let's just move on."  Keilah expelled a disconcerted burst of air through her nose, but complied with the suggestion and followed as Mai began to walk deeper into the facility.

"This is our headquarters," Edgar chimed in.  "And these are all the people we've saved!"

"We've got to be clear, though," Barabas added.  "We're not saviors.  We're warriors.  You don't have to join us, but I can't hardly think of two people who've walked out of here."

"I thought you said there was no catch," Keilah countered.

"There isn't," Barabas replied.  "Most people just choose to stay.  Nowhere else to go, I guess."

Keilah sighed.  "I can't believe I'm doing this," she mourned.

"It's the only way," Edgar reassured her.  "This is just what humanity is now."

"It's not so bad," Ford added.  "Could definitely be worse."

Mai pushed open a door and walked into a large laboratory.  At nearly the opposite end of the room, a man sat in a chair before a giant monitor.  He busily typed away, not even seeming to notice the intrusion.  "Dad!" Mai called out.

The chair spun casually around, revealing a rather young and attractive man.  His hair was beginning to grey, but his face didn't show the same signs of age.  "Hey, sweetie," he said, standing up and walking towards the group.  "Barabas.  Long time no see."

"Not that long, doctor," the large man countered.  "How have you been?"

"Same old, same old," Mai's father replied.

Keilah stepped forward.  "Hey," she said, extending a hand.  "I'm Keilah."

"James," the man said, taking her hand in his own and shaking.  "A pleasure."

"I'm sure," said Keilah, a tinge of unprecedented sarcasm accenting her tone.

"So," James continued.  "You want the procedure, then?"

Keilah sighed again.  "Guess so," she conceded.  "If it really is all it's cracked up to be, you know."

"I assume my associates have explained in sufficient detail?" James attempted to clarify.

"New chrysalis, no chip," Keilah condensed the description remarkably.

"That's right," James confirmed.  "Your mind remains free, under the sole control of you and only you, just as the great spirit intended."

Keilah furrowed her brow.  "You sure about that, doc?" she queried.  "Seems to me like the natural order of things is suggesting heavily against that these days."

"As long as we're a part of the natural order," said James, "it's open to interpretation."

"Good enough for me," said Keilah.  "So let's get this party started, eh?"

"All of you, sit on any of the tables," James said, sweeping his arm and indicating the dozens of operating tables that permeated the room.  "I need to call in some more surgeons, technicians and the like to speed up the process for you all."  The doctor left the room briefly.

"So," Keilah began after a few minutes.  "Everyone in this place got one?"

"Chrysalis?  Yeah," said Edgar.

"Even the good doctor?" Keilah inquired.

"Yep," Edgar replied.  "It was quite the feat getting his in, though.  By the time he realized he needed it, there was nobody but him that knew how to complete the procedure without also requirin' a chip be put in his noggin."

"So, what?" Keilah pressed.  "He cut himself open and shoved it in?"

"He was conscious throughout the whole thing," Edgar replied.  Keilah's eyes went wide.  "He had to instruct us to do the bulk of the work, though.  He was so far gone into subconscious mind-over-matter meditation--and a boat load of local anesthetics, of course--that he couldn't move a muscle save his lips.  To be honest, I don't know how he did it.  He's a pretty incredible man."

"I'll say," Keilah said.  "Hope you guys are plannin' to knock ME the hell out!"

"Don't worry," Edgar assured her.  "Plenty of drugs to go around."

---

Mai and Barabas waited on a cheap bench seat outside the lab.  Edgar, Sam and Ford had wandered off to find something else to do for the time being.

"So what made you decide to play the liberator instead of the punisher today?" Mai asked after a long silence.

Barabas sighed.  "Saw 'em on the satellite," he replied simply.  "Look, I know you don't like what we do.  Let's just let that be what it is and leave it at that."  He killed the conversation before it started.  "And anyway," he antagonized a bit, "day's not over yet."

More silence.

"So," Barabas began this time.  "Heard from Griffin or Casey?"

"Not since the BGI," Mai lamented.  "Not since..."

More silence.

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#3 1/10/09 22:32

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Edit:  Test.  Ah smile

Edit 2:  Nevermind, I changed the above post.  Like usual, a few things that I think make the story slightly cooler but ultimately don't change anything so you don't have to re-read it or anything.

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#4 1/10/09 23:48

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Ooohhh, i like it. I like it a lot. We can take this so many ways. If no one has claimed it tomorrow after i get home from school i can get the next part.

I like how we went from In-Game, one person, then in our first joint story, to a group of people, now here we're dealing on an organizational level. In in the third one, which i've decided to do only after this one finishes, it will be governmental/global. The scale is increasing. And it all started with Konoko's first field mission, which should have been a cake walk. Excellent start Leus.


"He looks mean enough to tear my arm off and beat me to death with it. In fact, he looks mean enough to tear his OWN arm off and beat me to death with it."

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#5 2/10/09 5:02

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Ill do it

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#6 2/10/09 5:26

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"Taking heavy fire! Repeat! Taking heavy fire!" Shouted Rico over his mic at the same time trying to avoid any bullet flying overhead. "Rico,Amanda here, Grif and his team is coming your way. T-2minutes."Replied the gorgeous Amanda.

   "How long more dad!" Shouted casey over the roaring engines of the helicopter."1minute! Get ready your gears men!"Screamed the already greyed hair griffin. The 4 men team, Griffin, Casey, Joe and Micheal, fastened their straps around their body and secured the weapons around the holsters covering their body.

  With a fading roar, the helicopter steadily fell to the ground and the sounds of guns and mortars could be heared from a distance. "Go!go!go!" Shouted Griffin as his team squatted around the helicopter as it raised through the air and headed back for base.

  "Move out team!"Shouted Griffin and they ran to Rico's position. Rico, trying very hard to return fire is stuck behind a twisted chunk of metal along with his 2 man team. Rico looked at his GPS strapped along his wrists and waved several hand signals to his buddy that Griffin's team is here. "Joe! Could u see any guy u can take out from your current position! We are taking heavy enemy fire from down here!" Shouted Rico. Joe fell to the ground, loaded his ammo into his sniper and scanned the area. "Wow Rico! SUre are lots of b!tches out there." Said Joe jokingly.

  He squizzed the trigger and automatically, a bullet rush out of the chamber and met flesh, in between his victim's eyes. He countinued this while Griffin and his team ran towards Rico's position.

  Back at command base, 10 ATB(All Terrain Buggies) halt to a stop and 2 men, from each buggie, got out and entered base. "Amanda! How's Griffin's team doing?" Asked the qurious Zack. "Griffin just reached Rico's position about 2 minutes ago. Im trying to reconnect with his mic but i just can't seem to." Replied Amanda.  "I hope they are okay" Replied Zack.

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#7 2/10/09 5:50

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Was hoping some`1 would write how Griffin found Commandbase and later maybe joined up with Mai? smile

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#8 2/10/09 7:45

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Just a note to Leus, are you sure you can't edit *any* posts?  As far as I know the bug is currently that we can't edit *first* posts.


byproducts are fine, but where's the beef?

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#9 2/10/09 10:07

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Alright, yeah, I CAN edit the posts actually apparently.  smile

Anyway, I'm going on vacation for a couple of days, so I won't be writing for that time.  So hopefully there's a plethora of good stuff when I get back.  smile  Thanks for writing, Stevin.


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#10 2/10/09 15:05

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Yeah, i was debating on whether to do that myself, but i see you beat me too it.
Just a caution, the "war" isn't on that big a scale *yet* but it will be in the third installment, im sure there can be some larger scale conflicts in this one, but try to keep them on a low smile
*don't take this the wrong way  cool


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#11 2/10/09 19:42

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alrighty. Ill get my settings straight before im writing the next 1

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#12 2/10/09 22:04

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I have a feeling you will make a good writer, your last post was very well written.
Don't worry about it, i don't have any problems with your last post, im just warning you not to go too much bigger on this, onthe 3rd one, we'll be able to go all out on the war scenes  cool


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#13 3/10/09 5:01

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lol kayz. WHOS UP NEXT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I CANT KEEP MY EXCITEMENT!!! tongue.

EDIT: wait wait wait. If Leus is going away. doesn't that mean its only up to me, Sam and mukade to write?

EDIT2: If no1 else is gonna write in the next 15 mins im gonna do it! I CANT RESIST THE URGE TO TYPE!!!!!!!!

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#14 3/10/09 6:27

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ok im writing the next

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#15 3/10/09 6:53

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Back on the battle field, Joe kept firing till he was breathless and out of ammo. "Sir, outta ammo. Coming to your position." radioed Joe through the helm-mic. "Roger! Squad 1! Defensive position!" Shouted Griffin over the mic, trying to make sure his team heard his orders.

  Immediately, the 5 members(Including Rico's team) twisted their body out of cover from the twisted chunk of metal and started firing their AE-ChainGun(Adversity Equip) and the whole line of gunners fell to their knees and seem to the dance to the bullets as they fell to the ground. "Another mission completed. We have stopped the GPAs(Global President's Association) movement to Commandbase guys. Rico, try to contact Commandbase, my mic is out." Said Griffin. "This is Rico do you copy over?"Said Rico over the mic. "This is Amanda glad you're okay! Were sending 5 G-22s(Futuristic helicopter that is mostly available in base) to your current location over."Said Amanda."Alrightly make it quick!" Said Casey.

  After 2 minutes, the G-22s touched down and picked them up from the ground. "Welcome aboard guys how was your fight?"Said Micchel jokingly. "Good. I tore off their heads after i killed em. Want some Micch?"Said Micheal. The G-22s reached Commandbase  and the team took a much needed bath and rest.

  "All units over, return back to Commandbase. Closing for the night." Said Amanda over the comm system. Command base is home to 40 raw souldiers whom had the crystallis implanted in them. Each of them have their crystallis for survival. They don't use it for combat. They get their weapons and ammunitions mostly from the dead victims . Food is gotten from the beaten outposts of GPAs.

  Griffin found Command base- a building still in good shape with carparks and helipads surrounding it. There were many people in the Commandbase when Griffin arrived there. He was shocked by the amount of dying victims in there and he did as much as he could to save them. Implanting crystallis, which was very easilly available in the underground depot, into each and every living person there and then.However, his poor skills of surgury caused many casualties and the number was down to 40. Together, they fought in my battles over the few months, in the partial forested areas and desert areas. The closest town located was Reco. A still intact town which was considered dangerously contaminated-or thats what they thought.

  The screamings of metals rubbing against each other was heard as the metal blasts doors closed. "Okay, ladies and gentlemen. Time to sleep." Said Amanda enthusiatically. Everyone slept in Commandbase. There is no proper bedding but there are cusioned mattresses which they got from the outposts.

  As the last fading lights of the evening sun dissapeared, roars of engines from planes could be heard at a distant. Instantly, everyone in Commandbase opened their eyes and listened. It came closer, and closer, and closer until it was at its loudest. Right above them. Then nothing. Silence filled Commandbase. Everyone knew that was a recon plane. In search of Commandbase. Each breathed a sigh of relief before closing their eyes again.

  "RRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Screamed the alarm clock as it hits 7 am. Everyone got off from their beds and brushed their teeths and washed their face. "Okay we need to do something quick. They are almost onto us." Said Griffin as he ushered in Amanda and the leaders of all 8 squadrons. "We need a plan. Send all our planes and bombard  the GPA Headquaters? Or we run?" Said Griffin. "I think we should just run away from here. Maybe hide in the city. It might be safe after all these months." Said Jackie, leader of the 8th squadron. "No it might be too risky. I think dropping all our bombs on GPA would be a good idea." Said Ben, leader of 5th squadron. "Yea i think we should do it." Said Amanda. "Okay lets move out!" Said Griffin. 8th and 7th squadron are in charge of flying the hawks while the rest are for group are for ground battles. 8th squadron was first to load up and lift off. then 7th lifted and joined 8th in the air to GPAs.

   8 Hawks flew past Reco at super sonic speed planning to make their mission a simple in and out. "All right boys this is Jackie leader of this mission lets make it quick. Follow me lead" Said Jackie over the radio. "T-1minute to targetted point. Closing in onto GPAHQ, they were met with anti air fire however it was no match to supersonic speeds. "DROP!" Jackie said. and bombs rained from the skies above. tearing GPAHQ apart. "Good job guys. look like weve got company."Said Jackie as his radar flashed 10 heavy missle bombers. "Looks like were in for the fight." Said Jackie

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#16 3/10/09 7:17

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Maybe be abit long but tell me what you think smile

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#17 3/10/09 11:01

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Damn u beat me to it.

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#18 3/10/09 21:04

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lol

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#19 4/10/09 7:34

Leus
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I'm in a hotel lobby right now but I'll write a small part.


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#20 4/10/09 7:51

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Hitoshi watched expressionlessly as a large battle was represented by simple blips and statistics on a radar/readout screen before her.

"Switch to field camera!" Omar commanded impatiently.  Hitoshi was unresponsive; she did not comply.  Omar raised his arms and gaze to the air in frustration and turned away, letting his hands slap his thighs.

After a moment, Hitoshi spoke.  "This group is proving to be quite problematic."

"Honestly, they're the least of our problems," Omar countered.  "The guerilla resistance groups are causing us much more trouble at the moment."

"They may be executing their little schemes more successfully against us," Hitoshi confirmed, "but we both know that none of them will ultimately do any significant damage to us.  The problem with these out-and-out 'warrior armies' is that they make us look weak..."

"Like openly attacking us could actually be a feasible method," Omar finished her thought.  "Right."  He paused.  "We'll, we've got to crush them now."

As per usual Hitoshi gave no reply, continuing to watch the battle play out in stats and representations.  Omar furrowed his brow; Hitoshi gave him the willies.  She was always so calm and collected, never displaying any irrationality or emotional behavior.  Furthermore, she was much better at her job than Omar, though they were considered equals; partners, actually.  And wasn't Hitoshi a man's name, anyway?

Omar sighed.  If Hitoshi wasn't going to make the move to quash these meddlers, maybe he should take the initiative.  It would certainly look good to the senior partners, and perhaps the promotion he'd been dreaming of would finally be in the cards for him.

He began to walk for the door, smiling slightly.


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#21 4/10/09 10:29

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Stevinlewis wrote:

lol

nono, i meant i wanted to make a second one involving the past, so i woke up and bam right
Damn u Leus and ur creativenss and um....yea but good job btw

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#22 4/10/09 18:30

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Thanks man.  smile

And hey, I'm actually totally gonna write another full-on part here from the hotel, lol.  So, yeah.  I call the next one.  smile


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#23 4/10/09 23:28

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SON OF A BITCH!  I just wrote a huge thing and lost a fair portion of it.   sad

Whatever, re-typing.  I hope it'll be as good.


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#24 4/10/09 23:49

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The last two of the bombers went down thanks to a well-placed mortar from Casey.

"Nice one, son!" Griffin shouted into his headset.  He was across the field from Casey but watching his every move.

"Thanks, dad!" a voice came back.  Griffin smiled.  This had been quite the battle and so far they hadn't suffered a single casualty.

ZING!  A bullet whizzed past Griffin's head.  His eyes darted to the horizon and he spotted a small army of ground forces closing in.

"Jackie!  You got anything left in those hawks?" Griffin barked.

"Negative, sir," Jackie responded.

Griffin cursed.  "Fall back," he ordered.

BOOM!  One of the planes burst into flames and fell to the desert surface.  "GEORGE!" a desparate voice called across their frequency, along with some random cursing from some of the others.  "George!  Come in!"

"She's gone, Pete," another voice responded in Griffin's ear.

Radio silence.

"Pete?" the voice inquired.  No response.

Griffin checked the horizon.  The army was much bigger than he'd originally thought.  He peered through his field 'nocs and gaped.

"Everyone!  Fall back!" he yelled.  "Retreat!"  In near unison, the entire army began backing away rapidly, facing their foes.  The planes had already flown away, but Griffin noticed one on its way back.

"Pete!  Where are you going?" a voice came across the radio.  No response.

"Pete!  Fall BACK, soldier!" Griffin demanded.  No response.  The plane flew towards the approaching army, dropped into a dive and smashed into the ground at the forefront of the threat.  A giant fireball consumed Griffin's view of the approaching assault and fire rained from the sky.

"Run!" Griffin screamed.  "RUN!"  The entire team turned tail and broke into a full-fledged dash towards Reco, the nearest town.

---

Keilah stretched her arms, then fingers.  She glanced from hand to hand as if she were seeing them for the first time.  "Wow," she said.  "I don't feel any different.

"It'll come quick," Mai assured her.  "Welcome to the team."

"Thanks," Keilah said reluctantly.  "Hate to admit it, but I guess I'd just been putting off the inevitable."  Mai smiled, placed a hand on Keilah's shoulder briefly, then removed it and turned away.

"Mai!" someone nearly shouted, jogging up to Mai as she walked down the hallway.  "A combat rebel army is moving our way with CI military on their tail!"

"How close are they?" Mai asked, immediately ready to deal with the situation.

"They're almost here--" before the man could finish his sentence, Mai had dashed towards the exit.  She ran up the stairs, out from behind the liquor cabinet and down the hallway towards the front door.  She only slowed to a brisk stroll as she exited the front doors.

Almost immediately she saw the army walking through the city gates.  There were probably about thirty of them.  "We need shelter!" the man at the forefront called from a distance.

"You're going to get my whole city destroyed!  Disperse your troops!" she commanded loudly, "NOW!"  The man at the forefront executed some hand signals and said a few things, and his army split up, blended into the civilians of the town of entered various buildings.

"I'm going to walk past you," Mai said, getting closer and noticing that the man to whom she was speaking was none other than Griffin.  "Don't go now, but meet me at the Spittoon later."

Griffin also saw that he was speaking to Mai.  Both of them wanted to stop but knew they couldn't.  The old acquaintances strolled past each other casually in the streets.  They entered random buildings and disappeared into the city.

Before long the CI military force swept into Reco.

---

Griffin, Casey and Nona all hid silently in various places around some kind citizen's bedroom.  Griffin was beginning to wonder if the search party would come to him.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!  A loud pounding was heard from downstairs.  A door opened, and voices were heard.  Before long, various other intrusive sounds wafted upstairs to Griffin and his team, and heavy footsteps climbing stairs rang out.

The door to the room swung open and slammed against the wall.  Griffin and Casey were hidden in a hole in the wall the owner of the room had graciously let them create, and in front of which Nona and the owner had slid a large dresser.  Griffin did not know where Nona had chosen to hide.  He feared for her; he knew that she'd made her choice knowing she'd likely be less safe than Griffin and his son.  If they made it out of this alive there were good things in store for Nona, Griffin promised himself.

Shuffling.  Rummaging.  Things being turned over.  "A-HA!" a raspy male voice shouted within seconds of entering the room.  Griffin's heart sank.

"Wha-" Nona's voice.

BANG!  A gunshot.

Thump.  Griffin knew the sound of a body hitting the floor.  He gulped.

"Liar!" the male voice shouted.  "There was one hidden in here!" the voice trailed off as the man went back downstairs, Griffin supposed.  Some indiscernable arguing could barely be heard.

"I didn't know!" Griffin made out, recognizing the voice of the owner of the house whom with he'd worked to 'build' this hiding spot.  After a bit more arguing, there was silence.  No more shots had been fired, so Griffin gratefully assumed that the owner of the house had been left unharmed.

He and Casey remained silent.  They stayed still in their spot for what seemd like hours.  Finally, the door to the room creaked back open.

"They're gone," the owner's voice came weakly.  She began to drag the dresser aside, and Griffin and Casey pushed from behind to help.  Before long there was enough space to step out into the room.  Griffin and Casey did so and found the place trashed.  Nona's body lie sprawled on the floor in a pool of her own blood.  Casey groaned.

"They said they'd send someone to clean up the mess," the owner said.  "We've got to get you out of that combat garb."  She opened some dresser drawers, her hands shaking.

Griffin put his hand on her shoulder and caught her gaze.  Wordlessly, he thanked her with the utmost sincerity.

---

A bit later, Mai made her way back to the Spittoon.  She pushed open the ancient-west American tavern-style swinging wooden doors and walked down the somewhat long hallway into the main dining area.  Griffin, Casey and a woman Mai didn't recognize were already there waiting for her.  They all wore civilian clothes.

"We'll get the rest of your men here soon, but we've got to do it slowly and spread out," Mai explained.

"I understand," Griffin said.  "But you don't need to put my boys and girls up here; we just need a safe passage back to base."

"Your base is gone," Mai replied.  Griffin cocked his head.  "CI knows who you are.  Apparently you've been less than discrete."  Griffin's gaze wandered towards the floor and he slowly nodded his head.

"Jackie..." Griffin muttered.

"Several of your men were also discovered here in town," Mai continued.  "The body count has been put at 18, including civilian casualties for attempting to board your fugitive men."

Griffin cursed.  "Dad," said Casey, putting a hand on the old man's shoulder.

"Having taken out a significant number of your men AND your base of operations," Mai began coldly, "I figure CI will just forget about you.  You are likely now considered a neutralized threat.  However, we still take on considerable risk bringing you in here.  If CI somehow determines your men haven't skipped town and are still operating here, we face a full scourge of the city."  She paused.  "Basically, we'd be screwed.  Just counting on that not to happen."

"Thank you?" Griffin said quizzically.

"Just saying," said Mai.  She wasn't sure why she'd made the last comment; perhaps she just wanted to show Griffin her true authority.  She doubted the image of him as her back-stabbing boss would ever fully leave her mind.

"Anyway," she continued, dismissing the thought, "let me show you what we've got going on here."  She opened the secret passage and led them down the stairs.

"Mai, you know Casey, and this is Mipsy," Griffin said on their way down.  "She's one of ours.  Found her wandering the streets on our way here and brought her with us; hope that's alright."

"It's fine," Mai said, opening the door and taking a few steps inside before turning around.  "Good to meet you Mips," she said.  She didn't extend a hand.

Griffin and his team briefly surveyed the area.  "Not bad," Griffin commented.  "What is it?"

"We've got scores of imago status daodan symbiotes here with us and we've executed considerable things against CI all without ever having our organization identified, and while incurring minimal losses if I do say so myself," Mai bragged.

"So you're in charge, here?" Griffin queried.

"I'm one of the higher-ups, I guess, but I'm not the top dog or anything," Mai elaborated.  "We've got many people with many different talents to offer us here."  She walked a few steps deeper before turning again.  "Right now, though, I want you to meet someone."  Mai wasn't sure why she was so eager to introduce them; it wasn't as if Griffin were one of her close friends.  Maybe she just figured that he was in a position to understand.

"Mai, it's been nearly three years," said Griffin.  "Don't you want to, oh, I don't know, ask how things have been?"

"We'll have plenty of chances to get caught up in the time to come," Mai said.  Without another word she led them down a hallway of doors and knocked on one, opening it and stepping in not a second later.  "Kemi?" she called out.

"I'm here," a young girl's voice came, innocent yet strange.  The group walked into the room.  Before them stood a child, appearing to be either in her early teens or preteens; it was tough to tell.  Though she shared a lot in common with the appearance of a typical imago status daodan symbiote, there were also marked differences.  She bore rich brown hair and deep blue eyes.  Though still pale, her skin retained more of its tone than most imago symbiotes.  She also sported a few of the trademarked bulging veins.

Griffin took Mai aside by the arm.  "How is she imago at such a young age?" he inquired in a whisper.

"She doesn't have a chrysalis," Mai replied openly.  Griffin drew back and raised an eyebrow.  "Akemi, this is my old friend, Griffin.  This is his son, Casey, and this is their friend, Mipsy," Mai said, indicating each person in turn.  "Guys, this is my daughter, Akemi."

Griffin gaped.  "Wha, huh--" he stumbled over his words.  Mai smiled.  "How?  Huh?  You've been under my surveillance your entire life...  You couldn't have--"

"She just turned two," Mai explained.

"Okay, what?"  Griffin was dumbfounded.

"We figure it must be some sort of effect of being born to two imago symbiotes," Mai almost looked like she immediately wished she could take her words back.  "She's nearly fully grown and still struggling with grasping the English language, although for a two-year-old she's obviously quite precocious."

"Who--" before Griffin could ask, Mai decided she might as well get the issue out into the open as soon as possible.

"Her father was Toshio Mukade."

Last edited by Leus (5/10/09 0:18)


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#25 5/10/09 11:20

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Re: Oni Joint Story, Second Installment: Punishment

O_O I thought Mukade acted like a father figure D: to Mai what the hell !


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