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Hunters' Allies; Arata, Rakus
Topic Started: Jul 18 2005, 06:27 AM (145 Views)
Relen
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"Archaon, in position."

"Telvanni, in position."

"Open fire. Targets A and B need to go down now. C through F can die next."

"Roger, Archaon."

Two sniper rifles, silenced, fired as one - and two bodies dropped. Trained to move as one, the two bounty hunters left their posts from two seperate buildings and moved to where the bodies dropped.

"Nice shot, Archaon."

"And you, Telvanni. The rest of this drug trade won't go down so easy. Remember the briefing - they know when one goes down and the others are apt to wear kevlar. Grab the bodies and hide them; I'll watch the rest of our quarries."

"As ordered, Archaon."

These two moved like the perfect unit; they trained together and fought like there was nothing between them. Eli's ship had been redesigned to have a passenger seat - it was becoming designed for bounty hunting. They were teenagers, yet they were already famous on the Hunting scene. Yun and Eli were perfect for the job.

They split up, preparing to do their jobs. Eli was to move to a tall building, Yun to a warehouse.

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A pair of electrobinoculars raised to his eyes, Eli watched his prey silently. It was fascinating to watch him Hunt; his methods were near-perfect. This was, among other things, because he was half-demon and had special powers. And now, he had yet another target in his sights.

But then, a familiar presence he had not felt in ages was approaching. It was...!

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The bodies were dumped within the warehouse; Yun had made sure they would never be found, even with the locators attached to their bodies. He was quite thorough, and the sandy haired boy smirked. He'd changed, a lot. He'd made a friend, a real friend - and they learned much from each other. Eli taught Yun the ways of swordsmanship on a level he had not known possible; Yun had taught Eli to open up more to his magical energies.

And then brotherly empathy kicked in. He was back.
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Arata and Rakus were both dressed for the situation they were undergoing. Both, although highly unused to the wardrobe they would be presenting their enemies in, looked the part they were to play. Black Guicchi suits, buttoned at the wrists, finished with smokey grey ties. Manager-executive Guicchi shoes, and professionally wrought, meticulous hairstyles, which lead to the point that they looked much older than the sixteen years they each had lived.

"All right, buddy...first mission, we have to make this smooth."

Arata's words were unnecessary, but Rakus had learned more than enough about his ally to know that he was to listen anyways. Years of discipline within Morrowind had taught him more than he needed to know to take down a couple of unruly lawbreaking peasants. His view on this world was still alien, albeit much more hidden than it had been since he'd arrived here. Comparitively, he'd made a gentleman out of his "barbaric" self.

Rakus had taught Arata a lot of things, though, about himself and about what it was like to live upon his own. The outlander believed, if only for the time being, that he was the only person Arata had ever met whom the boy couldn't rest upon like a crutch.

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Arata, on the other hand, was exceptionally pleased with Rakus. Not only had he been an eye-opener when it came to the expanse of life outside of his -universe-, but he'd turned Arata around. No longer was he a boy clinging to the teddy-bear of support. Now he was out in the world, prowling solo, with just his one companion to bear him arms. And although Arata was loathe to admit it...Rakus had turned him into a warrior.

Not like Eli and Relen had done; they had honed him down, beat him up, and made him a much stronger person. They were true friends, allies to the 's', and the only other people in this world that Arata would trust with the life of his mother. Rakus, though, was more of a ruthless drill instructor. -He- had been the one to show Arata the way through the emotional tangles involved with taking human life. -He- had been the one to hound and break Arata's walls down, who had dealt with the whiny marshmellow of the boy's persona and turn it into tempered steel.

"We're just gonna take them down, fast and hard, with no stru --"

...And then it hit Arata in the gut, like he'd been hit with a waterballoon filled with molasses. Not unpleasant, but the twinge of his aura that warped itself around him in undeniable excitement and anticipation. "Eli?" What would his friend be doing so close to a potential crime scene? The half-demon of his past was a very disciplined man, who would never sink so low as to deal with this sort of scum.

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It was at the moment of that single-syllable exclaimation that Rakus, too, felt that empathetical synopsis that stated quite clearly that Yun was in a vicinity closer than five hundred paces. His magic leapt from his fingers, tangles that drifted out of the window of the strange mechanical vehicle he was riding within and went to search out his brother, so that he might find out what Yun was doing. This was a sleazy part of the town, out on the docks, and they were fast-approaching the warehouse that was to be their destination. The narcotics dealers were much like the skooma smugglers back home: they brought the substance into a country where it was not legalized, and thusly they were to be punished. In Morrowind, this meant death. Here, it meant a lengthy prison sentence in suitably unsuitable environments; Rakus himself wasn't sure which idea he prefered more.

"My brother is here, as well. Give me time, and I shall inform you as to his purpose here."
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Relen
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He needed to contact Arata! There was a way to do it, too. It required concentration...so he had to stop the mission.

"Telvanni, this is Archaon. Temporary break - an old friend is here."

"Telvanni here - my brother's back. Let's get in contact with them; allies are what we need."

The boys temporarily shut off the com-headsets; there needed to be silence on both ends. Eli would contact Arata. He'd help. But...Why was he in there? There was an explanation. He knew Arata wouldn't get in with a bad crowd. Especially with one the cops were trying to target, but had no way to hit.

He cut open a portal to the Makai; an invisible one, made of pure energy. He reached his head and hands in, and made it open into his study. Eli knew Arata knew he was there. So there was one thing to do. Tell him who to hit; he knew Arata would.

He scribbled a note, reading:

Arata - you're not with them. I know you. And you're undercover. Now, I'm on a bounty hunting mission - it's my new job. DSI is long-gone, and after this Hunt, I'll explain it. Yun's here, he'll get in contact with Rakus. I need you to hit the top 6 of the company; once they die, we expose the drug warehouses. We get a crapload of money and high-tail it back to AHS. Switchblade and pistol inside the folder. Concealed. We don't want massive explosions of what we do. I've got a sniper, so if you get them into my sights, we'll be good. -Eli

Eli opened yet another portal - in front of Arata, and dropped the piece of paper, after it was encased in a manila folder. It looked like executive's notes, so it wouldn't look too suspicious. He knew that he must have been going undercover. This would be too easy.

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"Rakus."

It was all in the words, between these two. Violence was almost non-existant; they understood and agreed on many points nowadays. His hand rested on his sword; the same sword he had gotten when they killed the Dunmer bandits.

"You aren't here to hurt me. Are you here for the same reason as I? The hunt?"

Rakus would understand; yes or no. They'd get the target, together - they were the most ruthless killers in their stay at the Academy. Blood was second nature to the siblings; Yun was even considering discovering the ancient arts of blood magic. Any skill would help in their Hunts.

"Now, if you are, come on. Arata and Eli need our help."
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Rakus listened carefully to those questions, spoken to the wind, as his brother communicated with him silently. "Of course, brother, I am not here to hurt you. After all, we found out just how bad sibling rivalry can..throw a person off, shall we say?" A smile traced itself over his fine lips, and he ran his hands down the front of his suit just one more time to make sure that everything he needed was secure.

His staff, that ebony shaft topped with what strongly resembled a diamond, was perched over his shoulder, falling back into the darkness within the back of the coach. If there was one thing he had learned about this world, it was that even though the weapons here were undeniably powerful, such as the MP-5 tucked underneath his overcoat, they were quite apt to fail. His hands were covered in black gloves, which proved to work for a couple of purposes. One, of course, was to conceal fingerprints; the other lie in the strange pattern that was upon the back of each glove, standing out in it's emblazoned, glittering red colour.

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On the other side of the SUV, Arata looked at the manila envelope with surprise. His eyebrows raised, he flicked open the brass bindings, and dumped out the note, switchblade, and what looked to be a Glock Model 27 Military Tactical. His fingers deftly clipped the switchblade into the confines of his sleeve, and then began to read.

"Ah, I see. So we're on the same field, just different sides. It always seemed like that anyways, though, Eli." He chuckled to himself, and then nodded at Rakus. The warehouse was directly in front of them, and already, the SUV was coming to a stop. Arata jingled his wrist for a moment, feeling the reassuring weight of his nine-section whip folded into his other sleeve. The MP-5 submachinegun rested upon his breast, the switchblade and now the pistol just additional arms in case of a struggle.

As the chaufer opened the sliding door to his side, Arata stepped out, giving the man a coldly calculated smile, and a tip of his head.

"I take it the meeting is set up, then?"
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The hunter known as Archaon would waste no time; he had to hit at least one target. He understood that Yun, Rakus and Arata would have access to at least one target each. He just hoped they knew how to deal with that. Although, he knew the four were ready for anything. Knowing Arata, he'd have six hidden swords on him. And Rakus was Yun's younger borther - he knew he could fight.

"Archaon to Telvanni, come in."

"Telvanni."

"Go for it."

"Roger."

There were only some things one could do alone. And one of them was take down an enemy with kevlar.

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Eli needed a better vantage point - the place he chose wasn't quite...efficient, shall we say. The target had moved. But there was always another spot. Bust in there and burn him to death being the most obvious one. And that was easy. He jumped out the window he was going to shoot from...and jumped through the glass. Luckily, nobody was on that floor. Also lucky was that he landed in the main phone bank, where every landline phone ran through.

One shot, one kill - though it wasn't a kill, it just hampered their operation.

Two weapons had been unholstered. Both Mark 23 SD's, both with enough armor-piercing rounds to punch through that many kevlar-armoured men. Lots of ammo, lots of kills. This wouldn't take long.

Blood was on today's menu.

He sprinted down the hallway, and popped a quick shot at a well-dressed businessman, with the logo of this company printed on his left breast. He needed upwards. And the elevator was down the hallway - if he made it that far. But there seemed to be no-one in sight. And thus, he sprinted for the elevator.

It wasn't in use, thank God. He punched the button for upwards, to the very top of the building. He made sure the doors were closed before relaxing and readying his mind. And then the doors opened...

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At the same time, Yun was moving to the doorway of the warehouse, and across the road to the second warehouse. In there was an office and another target. He only needed the one shot; provided he made it to the rafters. With a Mark 23 SD in hsi left hand and a grappling hook in the other, he swung it up to the rafters,t he rope latching on first try. Using every ounce of upper body strength he bore, he pulled himself up the rope, and then pulled the rope up. He pulled out his sniper rifle and took very careful aim at the man currently seated at a desk.

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It was odd how destiny and fate worked. Telvanni and Archaon worked in unison; they pulled the trigger at the same moment; their shots went through the exact same spot, between the eyes; and both their targets hit their desk at the same time.

"Archaon to Telvanni."

"Got him?"

"Yeah. You?"

"Yeah."

"It's up to Arata and Rakus now."
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Arata and Rakus both got strange looks from the three men who were standing in front of them. Their three enemies were not stupid, and yet, the offer that they had recieved from the men for the drugs was substancial enough to get their glutton-based minds awhirling. Hell, these boys weren't even going to get out of here alive, if they had their way; after all, if they went through with this deal, then their product would be almost entirely wiped clean, and they would have to scramble to keep up with the requests. Not good for business.

So, as they were contemplating the oddities of the two boys in front of them, one with a staff, the other looking as if he might very well be capable of bleeding into the floor, Rakus sounded off his business voice. "As you gentlemen may know, we came here with the idea of purchasing ten and a half kilos of cocaine. We have the money set and ready to be transfered into your swiss accounts as soon as we have laid eyes on the product. We trust you enough to entitle you to the opinion that the drug is pure, and that the quality of your product will make us more than pleased to do business with you again."

Arata stepped up to the plate, his voice tinged with a hue of ice. "If you would be so kind as to check your bank accounts, the money will appear in no more than thirty seconds."

This had more than the desired effect. All three of the men standing in front of them turned their eyes to the laptop screen, which was upon a table set between the five of them. Arata cued off, and brought out his MP-5 quickly, silently, and the silencer on the end was pointed directly towads the men.

Rakus, as well, had removed his firearm, his staff balanced perfectly upon it's end, standing beside him whilst leaving his hands free. In five seconds, thirty rounds had been fired, each prattling off with no more sound than the hiss of a drop of water hitting a red-hot oven burner. The three men dropped like proverbial flies, their heads and necks rattles with bulletholes that could be seen straight through, with the exception of the massive amounts of blood gushing out of them. The last two men that came down the ladder to their right to invesigate the rattling of the shells were hit with a pair of kunai, each wrough from Rakus' own hands.

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Arata looked over the scene quietly. They had been in the building for two minutes, three minutes less than the problem point. Speaking in a friendlier tone, he turned to Rakus. "All right. Tell your brother to relay the message that the targets have been eliminated. And damn good arm, by the way." The adrenaline coursing through his system rivaled that which had surged through him when he first stepped foot upon the AHS campus.

Collecting his thoughts, he analyzed the scene once more, double-checking the situation. The empty shell casings that littered the floor would not be linked to them; the weapons they used were going to be melted down by the chaufer's people. There were no camera's in the warehouse, and their shoes were sole-less, leaving no imprints at all, even if there had been dirt upon them.

"All right, let's get out of here."

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Rakus agreed; his companion had shown more than enough progress to be accepted as a House Telvanni members in the few months that he'd known him. While he had been soft before, now he was calmly collected, and easily more emotionally stable with the ending of life than he had been. As he turned, wordless, from the scene of execution, his plans were already whistling about in his mind.

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"Yun. All is well; two executives and three peasants were eliminated exactly one minutes and fourty three seconds Earth time after we entered the establishment. All were dead, no mistakes were made. We'll speak more face to face, brother."

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It was chaos. He'd been found.

And there was going to be a fight if he didn't act soon. Ah well; you couldn't have everything go smoothly. But the best part was; he still had his powers. And with the bounties being taken care of, there was no point hiding it.

"Shinsoku."

"Eli."


As unison, they both announced the heraldry of the same technique as one.

"Karaii khar I'aqshy!"

"Neika na ishori'akuselen kora'seliaka vakisha!" came Eli's normal voice.

Then the voice of Shinsoku continued the ancient verse.

"Ekrana ista elenn kentaina ru'kil noisha!"

As one, they finished it, though Shinsoku was actually not present.

"FOR OUR MASTERS AND MISTRESSES, WE FIGHT!"

Suddenly, bolts of white and black began shooting everywhere. It seemed not only the Youki had unlocked, but also the Reiki. It was perfect; Eli had just tapped back into his main sources of ki attacks. Having sworn them sealed to save his and Miya's lives, he had just then needed them so badly - to empower himself. He could become a powerful juggernaut...when he unsealed his hatred powers.

Suddenly, the elevator opened, and Eli stepped out. There was at least thirty guys here, all with MP5s. This would be fun. Instantly, shields made of Reiki lanced up, stopping the shots like flies to the spider web.

"He's not human!"

"He's beyond meta!"

"We can't kill him! It's unstoppable!"

The scared voices of the humans...excellent. They showed the characteristic fear of meta-kind, the fear he wanted to instill in these drug dealers. Eli hated narcotics, of all kinds, as they killed for no reason. It was like another form of suicide. And here he was, killing them for their mistakes of indirectly causing deaths. It was a slaughter.

His pistols were loaded. His Reiki was tasked to defend him, and his Youki was there to attack them. It would be the fastest fight.

"Takana Shockwave!" he cried, a massive black shockwave arcing out from his body, engulfing almost all of his foes in the process. At the same time, eh was shotting those who he knew wouldn't be caught in the wave; the twin pistols unnerringly accurate; for the wielder had very enhanced reflexes and eyesight.

At the same time, Yun heard this, then the voice of his brother.

"Rakus, take Arata to Dragoon Mountain. I'll get there after I get Eli out of there. Just take Arata and go; we don't need any more suicidal people." he announced to his brother, before turning to the comms.

"Eli! Belay the fighting and get your ass out of there! Fuck! You have a loved one to think about!"

Even Yun respected love.

"Rightio. One more hit."

"Nu'Il STORM!"

Now, STORM wasn't shouted; it was a verbal acronym. Strengthened Tactical Offensive Reiki Massacre. This meant that whoever was against Eli got a massive Reiki beam hurled at them.

And with the death of the last man, Eli left. And Yun waited for him on the ground.

"We go to the mountain..."

And with that, they left.
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