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Edited By Tenjin

Convenience has become synonymous with control.”- Unknown

Chiba, Japan...

Not long ago...

Two oversized tires came to a slow roll, arcs of blue electricity tracing their path. The motorcycle ceased, neon lights reflecting off the glass-like clear coat on the various futuristic panels that composed its outer shell. A heavy leather boot dropped from the footpeg, crashing into a puddle below. Dismounting gracefully with a turn of the heel and high raised knee, she made her way into a dark alley. A long black rectangle amidst the polychrome hell.

A rust washed door under a monochrome sky sat at the bottom of a long concrete stairwell. A dim amber bulb illuminated its thrashed exterior and highlighted the sliding panel that ran horizontally in its center. The smell of old rain hung in the air as the woman pulled up the pullover’s hood and descended down the steps, heading for the door. Rusted prosthetics and loose wire littered the corners and nooks of the passageway, yet she navigated them nonchalantly until rapping on the door with a gloved fist. A slow drip ran off the building’s corrugated roof landed near her feet as she waited for an answer.

But there was nothing.-I don't have the patience tonight, Zen. She sighed within. looking upwards at the light, noticing a small camera mounted into its housing. "If I have to stand outside one more second...I'll break your fingers one by one." Her voice was cold and toneless.

Again she hammered the door, buckling a panel of metal around knuckles each time. Yet, still there she would wait. But not for long. Those same heavy boots stepped back a few paces, grinding against the pavement. Strange canary yellow optics shrank into a serpent’s glare as he rushed forward and kicked the door near its reinforced internal hinges.

BOOM

The now mangled door flew into the darkness, crashing against a concrete wall some meters away. While it rattled and rung before falling prone, the soft amber light flooded inward. Her frame contrasted the light heavily as she moved her way inside. Unholstering a large firearm from her hip, she kept her arms slightly bent as she clutched the grip with both hands and raised at chest level. Shouldering the wall directly to her right, carefully of her foot placement, eyes scanning the area as the darkness grew deeper into the building’s interior.

A feminine voice orated from within her HUD system.

Operator- Scans complete. No signs of life detected in the vicinity.

Mentally, she commanded. -Run diagnostics.

Thermal spectrum sensing and night vision worked in tandem, allotting her to maneuver effortlessly while maintaining caution. Her internal Overseer began computing information utilizing the vast array of systems at her disposal.

In the meantime, the woman drew close to a tumultuous scene. A stainless-steel table was flipped on its side, tubes and bags of strange semi-luminescent liquids scattered about or hung from suspensions. The whirl of a lone precision saw breaking the silence as it chipped away at the concrete floor. Her eyes catching a heat signature coming from a drain and trailing towards it.

Blood. A Ripperdoc job. -Where is he...

However, further, into the abyss opposite this scene, two additional heat signatures came into view. A streak of blood ran in a diagonal across the wall and a bisected torso lay limp across a wooden crate. In her HUD system, superimposed across her optics, an array of octagonal pings traced their way across the streak of gore.

Operator- Blood splatter indicates the trail runs upwards towards the ceiling.

Shooting her head down towards the torso, equipped with only legs, she studied the wound pattern.

-The wound isn’t severed, not a clean cut at all. Jagged, oscillating structure, tissue stretched, and ripped. He was torn in half. Then how did...

Tink. Tink. Tink

A series of rapid sounds echoed from the two-story ceiling, moving westbound. Slow enough to process and track, but faster than humanly possible. Her gaze couldn’t register the source, yet it was active, never in a linear pattern. To her augmented ears, it sounded insectoid, like a centipede moving with metallic limbs. Moving to where a large wall obstructed her vision, her adrenaline coursed and prompted her to give pursuit.

Operator- Initiating combat protocol.

Biological processes scanning...

Complete.

Runn.......

Emergency Override- Codename: Grim Ghost. All systems online.” She announced aloud.

Operator- Confirmed. All systems go...

Terminate...

Reholstering her firearm, the Genshokage quickly pulled off the pullover and tossed it on the ground, revealing a sleeveless body ebon glove. Her pale arms began to enlarge muscles as streams of white light traveled across the dermal surface wiring. As well across her entirety. An energy conservation mode was deactivated, her eyes now reflecting a strong yellow glow. Hair, dazzling with light as it shifted from a brilliant azure to lavender and back along every strand.

Then Tenjin moved.

Ashen gray cargo pants seemed like a blur in full sprint, her feet crushing the litter of rejected cybernetics and ammo cases that lay about a long passage flanked by high scaffolding. Her immediate world was hues of emerald, black, and white as night vision guided her onwards. Yet, as she traveled, he already sparse light slowly faded, letting her gaze grow darker and darker the farther she looked.

The sounds from above finally came within range, only for an audible thud that stopped her in her tracks. Before her, laid the batter remains of the aforementioned torso, heaped under shattered arms and gnawed to the bone across its body.

-Zen. She internalized.

Without warning, a shadow descended upon her from behind. Turning on her heels, her fists clenched as she buckled her knees slightly. A cascade of luminous hair streaked across her line of sight as she met eyes with whatever was bold enough to face the Walking Weapon.

Five long fingers adorned with shimmering blades shot forth, obscuring a cybernetic apparatus mounted across it’s eyes; a series of telescopic lenses reminiscent of a spider. A shriek escaped its mandible, which separated into two sets of dagger-like protrusions as it was hellbent on decapitation. Yet, even with bionic arms of inhuman proportions, its reach would not overcome the speed of which Tenjin possessed. Instead of leaping back in reaction, the Grim Ghost stepped to the side and moved inward in a quick burst, allowing the claw to flail behind her. Torquing her right arm backward, using her own momentum she launched a punch and connected with the thing’s biomechanical ribcage.

The horror barreled into the side of a scaffold with a berserk shrilling cry, propelled by Tenjin’s kinetic piston enhanced strike. Boxes fell like a wave as the scaffold collapsed on itself, metal support beams causing a racket as whatever that was lay motionless beneath.

-Cyberpsychosis? Why would he even modify something like that? She pondered as he slowly made her way closer to the destruction she created. Her off-hand now resting on the grip of her holstered sidearm.

All the while, in her battle fury, she did not register the shadows lurking in the dark, creeping down the walls like arachnids in silence. Dozens of telescopic eyes shifting maddeningly in a dim orange hue, only to fade away instantly via cloaking technology.

Tink. Tink. Tink

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Well If that ain't nightmare fuel lol

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