The Secret War

Prologue

Present Day (Ninjeta)

Two Days Ago

2 Days Ago...

Sitting on the couch, Slight, watched as the other scurried around getting ready. Due to his excitment, he was already packed. The couch springs began to poke through, so he stood up and paced until the others were ready. This would not be his first space mission, nor meeting the people of another race, but this would be his first time on a team. At first when he found out that they, Veriatas Inc, would be going to Ninjeta, Slight didn't really care. It wasn't until he was told that Gambler, Hayden Miles, and...Darkchild, were there. They'd taken over the planet, and were ruling it with an iron fist.

He had to give it to them though, even in thier absence they could, and were still feared by all. This mission however, meant more than just a pure save an opressed people, but much more than that. It had been almost six months since his family was killed by Darkchild. Oh, how he wanted so badly to see the blood of that beast. But he knew that the good of the people was more important than his selfish ambitions. As they boarded upon The Phoenix, Slight could only be reminded of his days as an X-Man, when he would ride in the X-Jet, and get sick. And with The Wondering Spider, driving, there would be no doubt he would vomit.

Slight took his seat, and strapped in. He would have rather flown by himself, but the chance to up the comradery was pricless. As the Phoenix lifted off, he felt a jolt, no doubt Spider playing with them all. But for the rest of the ride, there was smooth sailing, or flying.The black of the night sky was so intense, even moreso than he remembered it. All the little starst that lit the journey way sparkled with vibrant brilliance. It amazed him that although they looked like you could hold them all in the palm of your hand, that they were bigger than the Helios, the star that lit the Earth's sky.

When they arrived on Ninjeta, there was already an intense presence in the air. Like all hope was lost, but hope had only just arrived. Slight had met, Gambler before, but they had never fought, but he knew that he was force to be reckoned with. Hayden Miles however was a mystery to him. There was a lot of stir about her, but he couldn't be concerened about that right now. As the plane landed, the floor door opened up, and formed a stairway to the ground. Slight was the first to get off, he had to vomit. Like he knew he would.

Ninjeta was very much like Earth, there were tree's and waterways, like a park. "Good" Slight thought, wiping his mouth from the vomit. "So, Kurrent, what are we supposed to do...This is many of our first times here, and I myself have no idea what these people look like, or what they can do, do you mind giving a run down?" 

There was no answer. Slight just shrugged his shoulders, and walked over to a bush. He needed to see if the water here was h2o, or some other type of liquid. Holding his hand over the bush, he raised it slowly, and sure enough beads of water rose to the top of the leaves and collected into a ball. Letting it drop, he saw something in the corner of his eye.  It was a rock. There was no immediate danger, or so he thought. Just as soon as the moderatley sized stone hit the cracked dry earth, more and more decended down. It was an ambush. Immediatley, the team put thier game faces on, and Slight was ready, but confused. 

Throngs of Ninjans came prepared to take out the enemy which was Veriatas. MIDNIGHTIST take out the catapult on the left...SLIGHT take the one on the right. Came from Kurrent who had already started firing upon the people. "Right" Slight took to the air, and dodged spears, and rocks. Little did he know that the Ninjans could fly as well. Soon he was running from five of them. They were gaining on him, and when he turned to look back, he was met with another right in his tragectory path. Slamming into the the husky male, the Ninjan began to bear hug him. Squeezing the life out of him. Thinking quickly, he liquified his body and dropped to the ground from about seventy five feet in the air. It just so happened that he reformed ten feet away from the catapult.

Getting there was not easy though. More and more of the VV branded Ninjans came. Slight took a battle stance. Putting his hand down upon the ground, the grass began to drain water, and rais into the air. Slight thrusted his hands forward, freezing the the droplets while they flew. Ice Bullets. They stayed down, and it seemed to have a lasting effect. Presuming that ice was a weakness of thiers, he stood up. Raising his hands into the air, he spread his fingers. Then he slowly brought them down to his side. This was in act to lower the temperature around him. This gave him ample space as the Ninjans began to avoid him. Meeting the catapult, he outstreched his hand toward a tree, and drained the water. Forming a water thread, he hydrokinetically wrapped the thread around the enormous weapon, like he was tying an untyable not. The thread cut through the frame like a hot knife on butter.

"Done" Slight raced back to the Phoenix to aid his fellow team members.
 

The End of the Ninjan Revolution

As the blood trickled down her face she saw the impending doom for her race; there was no telling how Hayden became so much stronger than her. The Ninjan Queen glanced around the Chaste Throne room; many of her soldiers were either dead or had surrendered, the famous Ninjan paintings had been tarnished. The halls of the corridor were dripping in blood, the walls of the castle screamed out in pain; death was around every corner; at every threshold a body laid. The Ninjan traitor Zithiniana began to proceed over towards Ziccarra. The epic fight between the two had reached its climatic conclusion. Hayden’s eyes grew a pale white, and Ziccarra Ceased to remain conscious. Hayden Conquered the rest of Ninjeta, with little effort she acesended to the throne of Ninjeta, and assumed the name of “Reina de los Mundos”

The Ninjan world split into factions, Gambler in the south, DC in the North, Hayden in the capital City of Farwick, no sooner than this system was set the resistance rose, and fighting once again claimed dominion over the planet.

Ninjeta Now

The former Ninjan queen walked the same corridor that she once fought for, with the major generals of the Sigma’s walking at a distance behind her. She could only feel her palms beginning to perspire; the anxiety slowly began eating away at her.  As she walked into the Dome Hall, she could see Hayden had left the original design of the hall, it kind of brought a smile to her face, a smile that was eradicated when she saw a business like Hayden.

She wore a business suit, she mirrored a president from earth, but unlike them if she felt the need to kill, Ziccarra knew she would. The Sigma’s closed the door behind her and exited. Hayden looked up from her computer and walked towards the former Ninjan queen.

“Now Ziccarra, before all of your earth Endeavors we were practically family, I’m pretty sure that cell get’s lonely put your foolish pride and join me sister!”

Ziccarra grimaced, this woman who stood in front of her was not whom she once knew, she had been to earth and been corrupted by the humans false sense of justice.

“Correction, I was friends with Zithiniana, I don’t know this Hayden person, and I’m not your sister…” Ziccarra turned her head away from a smiling Hayden. She caught a flash from the eye of Hayden and then quickly dropped to her knees, holding her stomach. She felt a powerful impulse rushing through her veins, and finally it seemed as if her mind was wiped out.  

“Ugh” awakening from her Slumber she was wearing her mother’s old Ninjan War uniform, As she walked from the bunker, she was slightly disoriented, but the scene was real the fighting directly around the Farwick Capital was large scale. Ziccarra could see why Hayden needed her, however she felt the urge to fight, the drive was so strong, it was until she saw the rebels with heavy artillery, which the choice was made, No survivors.

Ziccarra flew into the air and then descended right in front of her enemies, the enemy had been fooled, and if they can be fooled, they can be killed. The resistance began to bow down for they truly thought their savior had come. Sha hit the ground with power the impact caused a rippling effect that halted life in the westward direction around the capital. Looking around the area she could see the enemy had been neutralized.

She gazed with her ocean blue eyes at the first site of Destruction, death, war battles all were a form of art, and Sha was the sculptor. As she took in the moment one of her Sigma’s ran to her with a video call from Hayden.

“Good Job, Now Neutralize those surrounding villages, we don’t need them speaking out against my empire.”  Ziccarra messaged back. “What are we doing with Children?”

After a long pause Hayden messaged back “Do you recall in the bible, when God wiped Civilizations out he killed man, woman and Children to prevent future uprisings?”

Sha raised an eyebrow and nodded, after closing the video chat she turned to her ecstatic army. “Right were going to build a strong hold around the capital by capturing the surrounding villages, As for as Civilians….. TOS!”

Terminate On Sight.

The sounds of battle and the screams of death had faded from the fever pitch that it had been only an hour before. Now the bodies of rebels who had been loyal to the true crown lay half-submerged in the mire of Volando. Several members of the usurping force remained behind to search for survivors to interrogate. Dark-cloth figures moved like shadows through the twisted trees of the bog, each one trained in the art of death by the King of Kings himself.

But there was one shade that was darker than the rest; he had to be if he wanted to live. Slumped down in the hollow beneath the mangled roots of an ancient tree, barely daring to draw breath, was the one-time Ruler of Volando, Diego Delgado; a man better known on Earth as Espada. He has been brought to Ninjeta by Sha to be her royal consort. But with the steep political landscape of the time she had great need of nobles that she could trust, so with a decision that shocked the planet she named the Terran as King of the southern province. Obviously he has plans of his own, but all of them involved staying on the Ninjan Queen’s good side.

While at first his superhuman subjects did not accept him, he quickly proved his worth by single-handedly quelling a small uprising. It was because of the strength that he had shown as King that his soldiers so willingly followed him when the power struggle began; it was because of that that they followed him right into an ambush by the enemy. They were completely surrounded and caught off guard by Gambler’s forces. It wasn’t so much a battle as it was a slaughter. Diego would never forgive himself for it.

Something passed by the tree and Espada pressed himself back, trying to disappear into to decaying bark. After a moment he allowed himself to breathe again and he slumped down to the damp floor. He winced slightly as pulled his hand from his right shoulder and peeled back the damaged armor; during the attack he had been crazed by one of the assassin’s hidden blades. His body suit was made to take bullets and a Ninjan sheared through it. It was not a heartening development. The killer sighed as he placed the bio-carbon fibre strip back over the bloody mess of tissue. The situation was horrible: the South had all but fallen, and as far as he could tell he was the only resistance still living. It wasn’t likely that the North was faring much differently unless the distress calls to Earth had been answered. The fact that Gambler’s men were still looking for survivors and had not moved on to the Capitol yet gave him hope of this.

With a sigh and a grunt he forced himself to his feet and squeezed through the root structure. He had rested long enough; it was time to fight again.

Two Weeks Ago….

Lana! Lana, look this way! Blow us a kiss! Svetlana, we love you! The cameras flashed and people gathered along the red carpet, it was the first big of event of the season, New York Fashion Week. Decked head-to-toe in Marc Jacobs she strutted down the red walk of fame stopping to pose for the cameras. This was her life, she saved the other part of her life for later thinking, now was all about her. After being on the red carpet for a good ten minutes she walked into the large white tent to see the fashion show. Her seat was in the front row directly in between Lindsay Lohan and Naomi Campbell. Waiting around for the show to start, she began to think of the destruction that was to be caused in the upcoming war; a slight smile crept across her face.

As the show started the lights dimmed and everyone’s eyes glazed over as Marc Jacob’s new collection started trotting down the runway. After 7 or 8 models had walked down the runway, Lana’s eyes wondered to the other side of the runway, where she saw a very elegant looking bachelor, with slicked back blonde hair. Her entire look of happiness and desire dropped into an angered look of rage. That man knew things that he shouldn’t. Alexi Wilkinson. Her entire evening had been ruined; she patiently waited until the end of the show as the reporters swarmed to get interviews. Lana made her way through the large crowd until she reached Alexi. “We have some unfinished business, darling”.

She walked out of the tent ignoring all the reporters; her large sunglasses blocking her emotions from the camera. She stepped into her limo, “The Palace”, and drove off.

Twenty minutes later she arrived at the palace, and found her way to his room, being let in by a maid. There was one rule between the elite and normal people, and that rule is when an elite asks for something you give it to them, no questions. She slipped out of her purple dress, and then her bra and panties; she lay back on his bed waiting for him to arrive. Alexi knew that she had very little patience, so he arrived quickly. The door opened and to his surprise the Russian beauty laid there nude, waiting for him. He didn’t know how she got in and he didn’t care. He quickly got undressed and pounced on top of her. He entered her thinking he was blessed but as the deed went on he would find out quite the opposite.

She whispered in his ear. You’re really good…if only you weren’t so nosey. Suddenly his skin began to grow dreadfully pale and black veins appeared covering the length of his body. He couldn’t even say a word before death took him as company. She pushed him off of her, and got up, putting her clothes back on and fixing her hair. She re-applied her lipstick and went back over to Alexi’s dead body kissing him on his forehead, leaving a red lip stained on him.

She walked toward the door and looked back…”You really were quite good” she giggled.

As she walked down the hall of the hotel, a large smile plastered itself on her face. She knew it was time.

She took out her phone and dialed a number, “What’ve you got as far as deep space transportation is concerned…”

A line of captured Ninjan rebels stood in a line, bound by shackles. There were at least 20 of them that had been captured. Mademoiselle walks down the line brushing her finger against their bodies, one after the other drops dead just from her touch.  You could hear the sounds of bones breaking and the smell of the many diseases swimming through their blood before they just gave in, collapsing.

“Get rid of them!” She ordered

She walked away from them, leaving the ugly scene of the crime.  “Oh Svetlana, when will they learn not to play with fire?” she asked herself. She walked through the streets, the sound of her heels clacking echoed through the streets.  This place was being destroyed more and more everyday…..”Something great is about to happen…I can feel it!”

The path to purity once more ruptured, a world with peace exist nowhere, it is a rare entity that provides hope within the hearts of many, but yet they still do not understand the concept of its universal deception. Without the shed of blood , there will be no remission , an  legendary quote used for many years, none seem to understand its purpose or its definition. Thats why we continue to live in a corrupt world consumed by predators who seek to destroy the very essence of freedom. Life goes undefined with meaning, a charade of  contradicting worlds, but most valid, that's how life is.So we accept what comes, then progress to a new chapter.

After departing from the illustrious faction deemed The Hidden Lotus, Raven  was considered a walking corpse, forced to weave through many tribulations to view a news days light, all because of one man, and His name is Jean Luc Lebeau. The King Of Kings  set up a deceptive plot framing the Last Catalyst extinguishing his innocence. He was said to be the theif of the blueprint of  Akira Overdrives recently plotted armor. Raven was clueless about the armor, or anything about the blue prints. He was stalked like a wild fox by Hidden Lotus hounds who showed no remorse to the thought of his existence, he was forced to live a life of solitude with his brigade of mercenaries, searching for The Cajun Assassin who burned his life down to the ground.

It didnt take long Raven to track down his prey, in Peru, a few miles from his base in Chile, he was said to be stationed in the tropics of Iquitos. There Raven was set up to another cunning scheme manifested through Gamblers epic notion, his whole tracking brigade was wiped from the map, and he was forced to fight The Lebeau Legacy solo. The fight was close, both warriors fought with adept agility, exchanging fierce strikes which would devastate the human mind. There clash ended horribly from a massive explosion which destroyed the peaceful radiance of the coppice

Jean was able to escape jungle easily , but Raven wasnt so lucky, he was ambushed by small clustered of Hidden Lotus headhunters, and National Guard soldiers. Using his artful stealth tactics, The  Ex Cloud  Assassin executed relentless attacks which disabled his adversaries in a silent manner, but then he made ends met with a bestial elbow strike crashing into his face repeatedly. He awoke ina a famous hotel by the name of Casa De Fierro, his life was near its terminus, as he met his bounty hunter, as his assailant director pulled a desert eagle to his head, raven was to be saved by his chopper pilot who unleashed a shower of bullets from the massive turret. Bullets reigned throw the hotel killing many people, but Ravens life was ended once more.

When leaving Peru, Raven decided to make a transition, it was time for him to become a hero, power was no longer a strive for him, helping innocent people in need of a Crutch was now his sole purpose in living. Thats when The catalyst decided to take his mentor Midnightist offer, and decided to join the renown team by the name of Veritas Inc. Ever since, raven felt at home, fighting alongside his brothers, he saw all of his comrades as family , he would certainly give his life for them, because that was all the were worth to him, No less.

2 Days Ago

Raven had been in the sparring chamber fighting off various carbon forms of adversaries that were a potential threat. The chamber had clone copies of Dc, Gambler, TheDrifter,Ferro Vida,Boken, and various other powerful Villains. Raven fought against Boken  mostly , his style of fighting was unfamiliar to Lc, so it purposed a problem to him. His submissive jujitus style of fighting  possed no threat to the Malevolent combatant. The endeavor with his enemy was intense, mass amounts of energy was dispersed from Raven, as he struggled to resist the exertion from his feral attacks

Thats when the chamber door opened, and silhouette came through the metallic door" its time" Kurrent said as he made his way back out the door. Raven had already gained knowledge of the mission, and wasnt very happy about The situation/ Gambler and Dc had taken over the planet of Ninjeta. Just knowing that Gambler  was still alive enraged Shun Kai, but he had another shot  at destroying the Lebeau Legacy.

Now

Screams of dismay and anxiety swarmed the area loudly, the pungency of decaying flesh was revolting in the area. Large pieces of debris rested as barricades. The heavens were gloomy  filled with thick Grey fluffs  of clouds that consumed the 3 lunar sphere's. The soil was grainy like sand, but orange like cajun as foot imprints faded into the turbulent wind. Cadaver like Civilians laid helpless in the shell shock, as the bloody war raged like an ongoing inferno.

Raven and the Veritas Rested behind there Phoenix aircraft, sheltering each other from  the ongoing regin of the ninjeta rebels. The Last Catalyst, rested injured behind The phoenix, gripping his right wrist tigthly, as blood drenched his sleeve in a sanguinary matter. He had been injured from a catastrophic explosion which was triggered  from a Claymore like mine. A piece of Debris hit his wrist, paralyzing his hand.

"aAAAAArrrgh....F#ck....aaAAAAAAAArgh!" he grunted as he peeked around  the hind door of the phoenix. Kurrent and The rest of the Veritas were too occupied to get him any medical supply.He could not believe that Dc and Gambler was responsible for this. He had Knowledge of there capabilities, but none like this. Raven  hammered his fist into the ground in anger, this was one battle he didnt want to lose, he already lost one bout to jean, he didnt want to lose another bout to him.

" ive had enough..." Raven rose up from the ground, with debris blowing of his Dark Symmetry armor, his eyes azure with fury, he was ready to Destroy anything in his path. He rushed from around the Phoenix military style crouched low with one hand extended behind hims with a cerulean orb of energy developing in his right hand. As he ran into the corpse filled battlefield. As he took each step towards a horde of ninjetans, he felt the moisture of the blood stain his sock.

He as he made  his way to the quad of Ninjetans , they launched a barrage of  narrow steel projectiles at Raven, with his adept evasive skills, he maneuvered his way throw the Kunai's like a the legendary Morte Rapida , moving his back in any flexible position, then he hammered the ground with the orb of energy in his hand unleashing a destructive shock wave of energy which tore through the earth like a Serpent in pursuit of its prey. The luminous energy crashed into the group of ninjeta sending soaring into the air in their separate ways.

The war was on..

Two days ago

Nova stood before her team yet again, dressed in her normal outfit she stood tall as she smiled at all who made it. It had been a few months since Light Wars, and her wounds are pretty much healed up on their own, with a few exceptions of soreness in some areas, but other than that, Stephanie was back helping out NeVann lead their team once more. The Co-WAL leader began to speak to her team once more, of a crisis that was going on, but not on their own planet... the planet of the powerful Ninjans, a human like race that all grew to have extraordinary powers, Ninjeta. Ninjeta is also the home to a dear friend of hers, a person she thinks of as a sister, Ziccarra, or known as Sha on Earth. The reason she knew about this distress, was because of the last person she wanted to hear from... Kurrent. A couple of months ago, Nova woke up in a tunnel where she was faced to faced with Kurrent, who had tricked her into thinking that he was a rouge hero. The two began to engage in battle, only to have Kurrent end up having the upper hand, and giving the fire goddess two choices. He would allow her to live, but would have to do a favor for him one day, or he could kill her right then and there. Knowing she was defeated, Nova agreed to do the favor for Kurrent. But the favor he was requesting from her now, wasn't one she was expecting.

He explained the situation to her, how DC and Gambler both have been traveling to and from Ninjeta, helping Hayden Miles get into power and the three of them controlling the entire planet. Kurrent's favor from Stephanie, was going to be to aid him and the newly developed Veritas, to get the planet back in control of its people. Stephanie was confused, just a couple of months ago, he wanted to kill Nova and even threaten to kill the entire WAL team, now he wants her to help him save an entire planet? She wasn't sure if she should be relived that it was that, instead of having to kill someone, or to be pissed about the entire situation.

But this was no longer about her, it was about a race of beings that needed their help. Stephanie began to explain how they were leaving to Ninjeta, asking those who can, to come with her, and those who couldn't, to stay behind and protect their own world. She also spoke about the their team joining up with Veritas, and with Kurrent. She knew some of them would protest about the idea of the two teams working together, but like Kurrent told her when he spoke to her.

"You don't have a choice, remember our deal?" echoed through her mind, she could picture his smirk on his face as she spoke to him through the monitor, she wanted to burn that look off his face, but like he said... she had no choice.

Stephanie then turned to The Wanderer and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Wando, I need you to make a portal on Ninjeta, I have a map of the planet, assuming it hasn't changed up too much over a year's timeframe, we should be alright." She then turned to everyone. "Alright WAL, time to Light up the Darkness, get ready! We leave in one hour!"

Present

Flying in the sky's of the foreign planet, Feral Nova's golden flames surrounded her body as she lead WAL towards their destination, to join Veritas in their fight. As soon as the team was teleported on the planet, they have been barbered with enemy forces, since day one and Kurrent quickly got a hold of them, and sent out a signal giving Nova the coordinates where his team was at. Her eyes were focused ahead as she could see the Veritas already in a fight with a wave of Ninjan Warriors. Bullets, spears, bows, and chunks of Ninjeta, some lit on fire some just crashing down around them, coming at the small group. Gritting her teeth she took a deep breath as she yelled forward.

"WAL, help Veritas out! Keep those Ninjans away from their ship! Don't allow them to damage it. And help out where needed." She turned towards the right where the battle was going on. "Time to light up the darkness!" She roared out as she was about to go right into the battle, that is until she spotted Closure being held by the neck by a Ninjan warrior.

"uh-oh..." she whispered as she saw him being thrown off the steep hill while she was at least almost a mile away. Powering up, her golden flames roared as she flew as quickly as she could towards the free falling Clousre, leaving a stream of fire in the sky, a 'pop' could be heard as she broke the sound barrier of the planet, she covering the distance between the two in less than two seconds, as she ignored everything else around her. Stretching out her arms she flew directly under Closure, catching him from mid-air as he was just about twenty feet from smashing into the ground. Upon catching him, her body shift a bit from the force of impact of the fellow hero, but quickly regained control once more as she concentrated on her flames to make sure they wouldn't harm her new allie.

"Need a lift?" She joked as she soared up the hill once more, only to see the one responsible for throwing the Veritans member off the hill was already dead, blood around his body as his neck was split wide open by his dagger. "Nice throw." she said as she turned towards were Kurrent was, only to see a white cloud in the shape of a mushroom suddenly fill a small area in the battle field where the Ninjans were at. "Holy crap..." looking where it came from she saw Despair next to Kurrent. "Remind me to stay on her good side..." Coming down for the landing she put Closure on the ground as she put her flames out at the same time "Thank you for choosing Feral Nova Airlines for your traveling needs, please come again soon." she said to Closure as she smiled at him, then quickly made her way to the Veritas leader, standing next to Kurrent she gave him a glare. "I should punch you in the face right now for making go threw hell..." She was still pissed at him, she wanted to just throw her fist into his skull and then throw him into a lake of never ending fire. But she knew she had to put her emotions aside, the two had the same motive, liberate Ninjeta. Taking a deep breath and trying to relax herself, she looked out towards the battle area. "Alright, Oh Electrifying one... whats the game plan?"

Secret Silverland division: Unknown to Veritas inc.

Ninjeta:

Wolf Pack Stronghold - Scotland

Sector 13 Base - Colorado (1 Hour Later)

The Predator - Outer Space Near Ninjeta (4 Hours Later)

Ninjeta...

Three days ago

As Ripcord sat in the cockpit of the Veritas plane dubbed "The Phoenix", he ran his hand along the controls of the high-tech plane. His containment suit made his sense of touch dull, but he remembered the cold feel of the steel and over a dozen other polymers the plane was made of. It felt good. He was home once more. And amongst friends. Some old, some new, but as long as they were members of Veritas, they were family. Kurrent had sought him out once more to fight the good fight, but with so much time away from the field, Rip had no idea how he would hold up. These were different times they lived in now. He only hoped he could live up to the faith Kurrent had in him and his abilities.
 
Leaving the cockpit and walking to the warroom, Rip walked in as Kurrent began to speak of a situation on the Ninjan homeworld. This was not the sort of crisis Veritas was made to combat, but the only other option was to let the people of the Ninjan homeworld suffer under the rule of the deady alliance that was formed by Gambler, Darkchild, and Hayden Miles. Ripcord could only imagine the pain and torment the trio had unleash upon all those who did not join their cause. Hayden was a native of Ninjeta. She had a reputation for being a fierce warrior. Gambler and Darkchild were earthlings. They were two of the most vile and underhanded villains to ever plague the earth. If they truly had banded together it must have been for some more than simply taking over the planet. And if they wanted it, it was Veritas's job to make sure that they could get their filthy opportunistic hands. They had no doubt taken their flunkies in the VV and whatever other villains they could find with them. The only thing Rip was sure of was that by the time this was all over there would be much blood spilt. He just hoped that the spilling of some much blood wouldn't change him.

The Present: Ninjeta's northern provincies

As the salty smell of blood found it's way through the mask of Ripcord's containment suit, he stood deathly still. It was only two days since they had been on this newly war-torn planet, and the sights and sounds that he heard would stay with Rip forever. However long that was. The bodies of Ninjans that cast their lot with the VV were piled high, as were the bodies of those who chose to fight against the trio's overwhelming numbers. If Rip could imagine what hell looked like, this would be it. Soaring overhead with a ninjan sword in his hands, Ripcord watched as the next wave of Ninjans clad in VV uniforms made their way toward the joint forces of Veritas, WAL, and the other heroes who had answered the ninjan's call for help. This was getting them nowhere. The villains could send wave after wave at the heroes for weeks. They had to find to dethrone the villains and fast.

Rising higher into the dark Ninjan sky, Ripcord began to speed toward the wave of oncoming ninjans and divebombed toward them as the air around him became superheated in his wake from his energy field transforming it into superheated plasma. Smashing into the group of soldiers burning all those who were caught in the wake of the plasma storm. It wasn't much, but it bought them some valuable time. Swinging the sword into the necks of any member of the ninjan horde that came his way, Ripcord wondered how the other heroes were faring with the newest wave of attackers. The Ninjans were strong combatants, but they had weaknesses just like everyone else. 

Slashing and slicing more and more ninjans than he could keep track of, Ripcord continued to fight. They had come to do a job, and he wouldn't stop until they won or they all were dead. Turning to get a visual on Kurrent, Ripcord spoted the members of WAL, under the leadership of Feral Nova, giving it all they had to back-up Veritas. It was then he knew that no matter what Gambler, Darkchild, Hayden or whoever threw at them, they won't stop fighting until they liberated Ninjeta. There would be no retreat. They would give no quarter. They would fight like warriors. And if need be, they would die like warrior's as well.   

Ten eyes of Horus:

Wolf pack HQ:

Sector 13:

Predator: Outer space:

Ninjeta:

Sha stood Patrolling the streets of Farwick Ninjeta, the wind of fates had blown through the city, right now this was probably the safest place on the planet to be, next to the forbidden woods that stretched across the bottom part of Farwick. The Ninjan capital was protected by reinforced steel barriers, with top of the line reinforcements, it was here that the bulk of the sigma army protected.  General Nate had conquered the several small areas around the Capital creating a buffer zone. The night was full of tranquility and solace. Farwick the capital had gone untouched; the Ninjan city still had its vibrant culture from when Sha left. As the wind blew across her neck, she felt the chill of Hayden walking through her quarters. Turning around the Ninjan’s eyes were caught by the bright Gold and Red Armor Hayden was sporting.

“Is that Gucci?” Sha said sarcastically. She could tell Hayden meant business, after removing her helmet she slowly grabbed Sha’s hand and walked towards the side. “Ziccarra, congrats on not having a casualty, I cannot say the same for the other generals” Sha walked around the Golden Leader and then replied. “Thanks, I’m flattered, I cannot speak for your other generals but Nate and I have no room of pu$$ies in our army.” Hayden walked towards the window and pushed the curtains aside and spoke indirectly to Sha.

“I think we should try to calm the resistance with some sort of diplomatic solution” Sha’s eye brow raised and then turned to Hayden.

“Diplomatic Solution?! What the hell we are Ninjan’s, if someone gets out of line you terminate them.” Hayden smiled and then continued. “Your friend William Keystroke, has landed with his team, as well as Kurrent”

Sha’s frustration with Hayden grew her face now red with anger, but not at the new, but for the simple fact, that Hayden was testing her leadership skills.

“Do you actually think I fear them? Trust me, the most badass people you will run into NEVER make an entrance, NEVER gloat, BUT ALWAYS get the job done.” Hayden crossed her arms; she ran her tongue on the walls of her mouth and then replied. “Nova’s here as well”

Sha’s eyes were hesitant, but her voice was powerful and firm. “I killed her once, doing it again won’t be a problem.

Hayden placed her helmet on the table and finally reveled the reason she came. “I’ve set up a transmission that well be shown through Ninjeta, Your going to give my address, secondly I want you to speak to the Ninjan knights and get them to approve of an import of soldiers from The rest of the Empire, Including Tyrain, Xiox, and West new haven.”

As Hayden placed her helmet on, sha responded. “Were going to trust the Ninjan knights? First Gambler and DC now them? You must not want Ninjeta to survive this war.”

Sha walked towards the Ninjan Hall of Classe, the vivid painting and various carpets’ and linen, reflected the importance of this building. Treaties, War declarations and other various acts were preformed here. She had a feeling win or lose, she’d be back here.

As she walked into the dark room, the Ninjan elders took precedence on their high chairs ready to hear the plea of sha.

“Your greatnesses, Ninjeta is under attack not only from its constituents, but also from outsiders, now it is little known to these outsiders that we are an empire, an Empire established by the late Gwen Starks, I ask of you to allow the usage of the surrounding armies of Tyrain, Xiox, and West New Haven”

Sha was almost sure it would be shot down, and it was a fellow “Sha” who did it. Sha of infinite forevers (leader of the Ninjan space sector) stepped from her high chair and addressed Sha personally. “This is a Ninjan conflict, brining other nations into this wouldn’t be fair.”  Sha grimaced, she could not see why they didn’t agree after all it was them who allowed DC and Gambler to team with Hayden.

“With all due respect, SOIF, you closed all transportation between us Ninjan’s and Earth but not between Earth and us. It’s almost like you knew this was going to happen! Whether we win or lose this war I will make sure your head rolls with MINE!”

Sha walked off towards the transmitter and stood behind the podium; her anger was apparent, however she was still able to speak calmly and collected.

“This is my final address to the Planet as a whole, the time for talking has ended, Ninjeta is not only at war with its own sisters, but the same people who enslaved their own race and are chemically killing their own planet, if you are a Ninjan standing around doing nothing but watching these Invaders, you might as well join the resistance, Kurrent, Hunter, ICE …Nova your efforts are futile, the Ninjan’s you experienced thus far are nothing, Halftime is up, and the playmakers are in the game…

With that Sha went to her commander Zenthra, and commanded her to ready the troops. As the golden clad warriors lined up in the ranks, she walked back and forth, with her hand behind her back. With a smile on her face she pointed to the ocean. The white and Gold Sentries began to wade into the water until finally they were gone, there location only Sha knew. As they disappeared, Sha felt a warm pain in her heart, She turned her attention east towards Veritas and Wal.

WAL HQ 3 days ago

2 days ago

Ninjeta (present)

The Puppeteer sat in his chair, board and weery of the incompitance that was displayed before him. There was a little skirmish going on, over the dumbest, and most insigificant thing. Who would be the first to attack the new arrivals on Ninjeta? As the two warriors trained by Gambler punched each other and fought, Giapeto had an idea. He'd been working on a two puppets and if they killed each other then he would have two souls out of three. So with that he was contented with the thought. But, the feeling soon left, as they both continued thier useless bickering. Finally he decided to end it. To end them, and collect the souls sooner. He called upon Sonia, releasing her dual fan blades, and cut attacked the two unsespecting victinms. The neck was one of the weakpoints of the beings of this planet, and that is where he struck. They weren't the smartest urchins of the world so it was easy enough to land the attack.

After collecting the souls of the two, he implanted them into two of the three. The dolls were called the Wind Trinity, and he would need one more to finish the group. As he worked he could only think about one thing. Why had he joined up with Gambler? Why did he feel the need? After all, there was nothing speacial about what he was doing, here on Ninjeta. While it was an amazing thing to be on a different planet, it was much like the droll of earth, and it was something that he couldn't bare for much longer.

There were many perks though, being able to boss around the privates of the Gambler regime was pretty sweet. He enjoyed the pure frustration of thier faces. He knew that if they wanted to they could, using their skills, learned from Gambler himself, very well rise up and take away the throne from Hayden Miles, but they weren't that smart. It was a lucky deal for Darkchild, Gambler, and Hayden, to rule over such a people that could be lead so easily. Almost laughable. Giapeto didn't though.

He finished his work, and walked outsider into the courtyard where more trainies practiced the new techniques learned. It was all to obvious that they were a broodish lot, clunky and as graceful as a boulder. Every subtlty they experienced was as if they were tasting a new food of some sort. Continuing his walk, he saw the sky of Ninejea, reminding him of the Earth sky. "God, this planet is just like home. I really dislike home." A sinister smile crept across his face at the comment.

He was on his way to meet up with a fellow member of the House of G. Dark Evangeline. She was a fellow puppet master, and he saw this as a perfect time to talk with her. He'd never met another puppeteer, well, one that was as skilled as she. And also, he was going to her because it was where he knew the new arivals had landed. His day was beginning to look better and better. He finally got to the place he wanted to be, and he spoke to the already anxious Evangeling. "This is by far the worst place I've ever been... But now that we have some company maybe we can finally have some fun?"

4 Days Ago, On Earth...

Pre-Section 13

Section 13

Ninjeta

The Ninjan attacking Adam was stopped as the second soldier who was disfigured by the spider’s acid, the soldier pushed the Ninjan back as she thunders out to all those around her “No! Nobody touches the Spider! The bug-man is mine!” honoring her request the Ninjans back down and leave the two warriors alone, Earth's dark Spider vs Ninjeta's revel warrior lady.

Adam realizes that the woman was incredibly angry and he remembered a quote that said “Hell has no fury like a woman’s scorn” as he backs away trying to negotiate with the disfigure woman “Look, I didn’t mean to hurt your face!“ said the Spider before he braces himself then large Ninjan kick stroke the Spider’s chest impacting hard making Adam fall back on the ground. But something was not right as the Ninjan notice the spider just fallowing momentum and rolling backwards falling right back on his feet and right back into fighting stance. The Ninjan there she notice something awkward as she looks around to the Spider’s comrades and notice that the rest were very badly injured from the battle, yet, the spider was still in one peace. “How are you even standing, human?” The Spider chuckled right before he said between his breath “Because unlike the rest of my comrades…. I got a nerdy brunet back home that cares about my safety.”

 The Ninjan readies to attack and then goes running charging her fist and launches a solid punch against the Spider’s chest which crashes against the spider’s body, but it seems to be unaffected. Gasping in rage and amazement the Ninjeta barks out: “How are you still standing?!” Gulping as he looks at the woman’s first against his chest Adam laughing in victory he then responded “Its called Vibranium, Xena warrior princess! Is all over my suit! It helps me absorb the impact force of your attacks.” The Spider then tackles the Ninjan back a few feet and takes two steps fort right before jumping performing his trademark rolling dropkick on the woman sending her back just a few feet away. Adam lands squatting with his eyes opened wide before he stands back up realizing the attack didn’t work as planned “What? Gosh.. You know lady you are stronger than you look.” he said for normally combine with his super strength the rolling dropkick is a finishing maneuver from the wondering spider, but this time it was not the case.


Then Ninjan’s armor was broken by Adam’s rolling dropkick but nothing more. Glaring at the Spider the Ninjan takes off her armor and drops it to the ground. “So you wear a special armor little man, Is that it? Then I shall destroy your armor as you have mine and then tear you to peaces limb by limb, then we’ll see who‘s laughing.”

 The Ninjan unleashed her sword and charges crying in rage once again at the spider who was not sure how the suit works against blades, gasping in concern the spider uses his reflexes and quick moves to dodge out of the incoming thrust from the Ninjan, then a side swipe and the vertical swipe “Stay still!” The Ninjan then raised the blade and like an executioner she swung the sword fort trying to slice the spider like a melon but missed for the spider performed a back flip out of her reach skeptically wondering “Uhh, can’t we talk about this?!”  The Ninjan growling in rage she grabbed her sword and ran after the Spider as she readies to swing the sword once again. “I guess not” AS the Ninjan swings her sword Adam just inches away from decapitation he manage  perform a front flip and jumping over the swinging swordswoman the spider landed behind her and cast acid webs to the evil Ninjan’s back which quickly takes effect on her flesh as her agonizing cry is heard. Adam realizing there was only one way to solve this he unleashes his acid claws… but with remorse.. “Stand down you had enough.” But it was not enough for her for Ninjan don’t back down. The spider lowering his head he lets out his last words to the woman “Don’t make me kill you.” before she jumped at him using her flight and aimed to tackled Adam but is caught in mid air and held up by the neck.. The claws each were stabbed into the woman’s throat, the green acid combine with blood is seen pouring down as the flesh of the Ninjan is deteriorated by the acid. “Warned you.”  Adam not looking for is too much for his own eyes he just lets go of the woman as her body thuds on the background.

South Ninjeta, Deep Swamp Rebel Headquarters

Section 13

Akwa stood with the rest of the Pack as Hunter and Agent Anderson talked in Anderson's office. It sounded like they were doing more than talking. He couldn't make out the words but Hunter seemed to be having a bit of a shouting match. It soon resolved itself and both Greystroke and Anderson came walking out, apparently in agreement.

He raised an eyebrow as they explained what this big war was and more importantly, where it was. Not only were the Pack attempting to solve Earth's troubles it seemed, but they were moving on to other planets as well. Wasn't that just grand!

Apparently, Gambler and Darkchild had both left Earth and had made their way to some backwater planet at the edge of the cosmos. Well, it really wasn't a backwater planet. It's science and technology was in fact, far in advance of Earth's own. But despite it's technological advances, this planet now seemed to be under the control of the two villians. They had teamed up with some sort of local warlord (warlady?) named Hayden Miles. They had joint control of most of the planet. There seemed to be some sort of underground resistance movement flourishing and they were the ones that had called for help.

And so Akwa and the rest of the Pack was being drafted to fight in a war that had nothing to do with him, against people who he really didn't care about, on some planet he had never even heard of before. Well that was just nice!.

At least he'll get the chance to meet new and interesting people. And presumably kill aforesaid new and interesting people. Which was always fun. Maybe, if he was lucky, Ninjans would bleed in ways he hadn't seen before. That would be something to tell his grandchildren later on.

His train of thought was derailed when Anderson showed him what his in the hangar. Akwa let out an appreciative whistle. It was a nice piece of flying machinery all right. No doubt about that. Fully equipped for interstellar war/travel. Probably more for the former rather than the latter. This might be fun after all.

Onboard the Predator, En route to Ninjeta

"Twiddle dum, twiddle dee..."

He sat in his assigned quarters as he waited out the voyage. At first, he had amused himself by playing practical jokes on Warsman but they got less amusing when Warsman shot him in the chest. Luckily, it was with one of his smaller guns. After that he had hung around the bridge pestering Lycan and super-solder alike with:

"Are we there yet? Are we they're yet?"

"No!"

"How about now?"

"No!"

"...Now?"

"NO!"

"What about no-"

"Akwa! Get out of the bridge!"

After being removed forcibly from the bridge he had moved on to the ships medical facilities where he then proceeded to talk to the personnel there about how they were kind of redundant since a good deal of the Pack were self-healers and one member was already dead. He was bored. The last time Akwa was this bored, he had taken hostages.

Instead, he headed towards the ships Reactor Core but was intercepted and confined to his quarters before he did anything that would lead to the ship blowing up. He had stayed in his room for a good ten minutes before breaking down the door and then proceeding to the Engine Room where he tried to make the ship go faster. Thanks to his reckless button pushing, he actually added to the time spent traveling. He was reaching towards the 'Engine Overload' lever before he was tackled to the ground and marched back to his quarters.

This time there was a forcefield as well as a door. He spent the rest of the voyage lying on his bed vowing vengeance. Little did he know that his actions eventually led to the creation of Section 13 Rule#6412 which was 'In any circumstances, do not allow Akwa to use Section 13 property without being under armed guard'. If he did know, he would've been proud. Hey, at least he got a cool lightsaber out of it. That could come in useful.

Ninjeta

Akwa threw himself to the ground as an energy beam ripped through the air where his head would've been. He saw the agressor; a young female Ninjan holding a sword in her right hand with her left hand outstretched. Her left hand crackled and another blast launched itself at Akwa. Or more precisely, where Akwa had been.

He had dissolved into a crawling puddle of water that split itself into two squirming water tendrils. Each tendril went to either side of the Ninjan and reformed back into a humanoid state behind her.

"Peek-abo!"

She turned around just in time for his fist to collide with her jaw. Akwa waited for her head to snap back and her neck to break but it didn't happen. The force of the punch would've easily pulverised a normal human head into bloody smithereens. The Ninjan didn't even twitch from the blow.

'Oh..Do you guys have Super-durability? Nobody told me that!"

Her sword came flying in and impaled Akwa in the chest. Fortunately, he was still in liquid form so the sword passed right through him and drove his opponent off balance.  He grabbed her by the chin with left hand and held his right hand out in front of her.

'Open wide!"

With those word, his right hand morphed into a liquid tentacle of water. It quickly shot forward into the Ninjan's mouth. She gagged as the tentacle filled her mouth and began to explore up through the inside of her head.

"Doesn't matter how durable you are honey if you can be destroyed from the inside!"

Streams of water leaked out of her nostrils and ears as the water invaded her cranium. A ninjan brain is a lot like a humans in the respect it needs fluid to live. But like the human brain, the ninjan brain cannot live when there is too much fluid soaking around in her skull. The pressure of the water inside her increased until her eyeballs bulged and popped out to be replaced with streams of water gushing out of her socket. A second later, her entire head burst open in an explosion of blood and water.

"Ewww," he exclaimed as he got sprayed by blood and assorted gooey grey stuff. His right hand retracted and morped back to normal. He got lucky that time. The Ninjan had been to busy gagging and in shock from his invasion of her body to do anything in retaliation. That technique probably wouldn't work a second time.

He looked at the blood that coated his armour. It was red and looked identical to human blood.

"They don't even bleed differently" he grumbled.

Planetfall.

Gerald had reached the planet of Ninjetta and thought to himself “this is what it’s like on another planet? Is this all? It’s not a bit more different than earth is!” as he left the ship. He looked toward the sky..He thought to himself the skies look like they’re on fire smirked and said they started the bloodshed without me? No fair! Gerald had than departed toward Gamblers territory without spotting any Ninjans. At the base camp he was ordered to do patrol Gamblers land check the commotion near Darkchild’s land and of course Gerald did what was asked he knew if he could make a name for himself out here on this world the future may be brighter for him.

Gerald was leaving Gamblers camp to scout out and crush any Ninjan resistance pockets if necessary with a small group of 15 soldiers. He wondered why he was here he was told he would be apart of the next generation of evil. Gerald figured this was necessary if he was going to keep his loved one safe he told the troops with him “be prepared for anything out here men these Ninjans are like nothing you have encountered before.” Wandering deep past Gamblers territory into Darkchild’s Gerald knew he would be in this for the long run as long he was with the powerful House of G.

Gerald thought to himself “I have nothing to fear on this world.” These Ninjans won’t pose a threat to me just remember my training and keep a calm and clear mind. He and his squad reached the end of his patrol rout in a wrecked village he could hear footsteps they were light but he knew trouble was coming his way. He threw a sign at his troops to tell them to stay on guard no matter what. They ran into a room with a light on it to see a peasant Ninjan family making food for them in fear of starving themselves. Gerald kicked the door open and told the men with him KNOCK THEM OUT NOW. You could hear the steel from their weaponry clang against there skeleton as each one of them dropped in fear like flies. Gerald said “we have no use of them anyway finish them off” Gerald witnessed blood splatter across the floor and he thought to himself..It’s like they say war is hell and I need to survive this no matter what he knew he wouldn’t ever forget what he had just saw it stained his mind.

Now that that was done and over with Gerald told his men to sit and wait in the home he said “men wait till these Ninjans pass get ready to fight I want you to give it your all and nothing less do you got that?!” Do not back down regardless of what happens there is 15 of us and 4 of them use this to your advantage and don’t fight like an idiot! Gerald creaked open the door Gerald and his company had snuck right behind them unnoticed when they were behind them Gerald whispered beneath his breath “FIRE” he saw bullets fly into there skulls besides one of them. The leader of their small squad Gerald’s crew said how did we do that?! You knew our regular bullets wouldn’t drop so many of them that easily! Gerald replied “I have connections, boys those are adamantium bullets in your guns there” the troops smiled in glee. It turns out it wouldn’t last for long as they took the rookie mistake of talking and leaving one alive this Ninjan was a mad woman as she literally threw a building at Gerald and his squad crushing all 15 of them like ants because of them being so shocked at how strong she was. 

Proving time

All Gerald could think was, I’m screwed definitely but he knew he had to fight to survive and make it to base safe so he could get through this. From there it began this Ninjan was not to be underestimated and he knew this she ran into him with her fist punched him across the face and sent him flying into a home and he thought to himself “NOT NOW IT’S TOO SOON TO DIE.” He got back up in a rage rushed toward her throwing punches and kicks at her to no avail, he knew this was not doing much damage at all to her she just laughed at his puny attempt to hurt her. The Ninjan female grasped him by the throat and said “why do you fight weakling?” Gerald was mad and he knew it he did not like to be disrespected what so ever and said “you wanna know why I fight? I fight for me my mom and most importantly the HOUSE OF GAMBLER!” as he wrapped his legs around her arm placed his hands on her wrist and broke her arm in an armbar. He knew his time had come to finish this as he was coughing up a rose colored blood all over himself. She was blood lusted he saw an energy form around her hand and she blasted it right at him he ducked right under it and said “if I was still new to my training you might have killed me, but I know all there is to know from my master and if you wanna see me fail what I’ve been ordered to do NOT TODAY.” He said with a glowing red fist he raced toward her as fast as his heart could let him than used his special technique to rip the vocal chords from her neck and kill her. He could hear her begging for air..he left back to the main camp to heal and wait for another task. Big things were happening near Darkchild’s territory and Gambler had to know.

“Think fast, fight hard and don’t go back” she thought to herself with a mug grin. Her White teeth showed and were slightly sharpened due to the activation of her Lycan powers though she did not transform only retained a more feral appearance than her human one. She had placed her energy weapon away and was now using her own Vibranium/ Silver blade. She made sure that most of her weapons were laced with silver. She did not fully know why she did. It was not like she had anything to fear from the Lycans…she was one. Never the less if any one knew Talon they would know that she prepared for any and all good and bad situation.

Her sword swung through the air slicing through all that crossed he path. Yes. The battle frenzy she had been waiting for was upon her and she craved it. Talon if pushed far enough and determined would go into something know as the Battle Frenzy. Many great worriers of old and recent days went into this state. It was state where she would loose herself on purpose. She would fight the best to her ability almost flawless and ruthless she would become Talon. As she found herself in this state her clutched her valiant sword as she charger toward another flank of enemies.

Her emerald eyes alit with the fire burning in her soul. Her body twisted and turned as she swung with precise accuracy and agility hitting her enemies with full force. Her breathing was deep and heavy though her movements were swift and calculate she did waver from her plan or alter in any way. As she came to a stop in a frenzy she gathered her breath and survived her destruction that she had caused single handedly. Blood dripped from her star light sword which glinted with the light in the sky. Brining the sword up to her face she looked at her bloody reflection and smiled a devilish grin. The crave for blood was heavy on her and she needed it.

As her feet stop mounded in the blood drenched soil she slowly began to walk across the plain. Her hand dangled almost limp on the side of her body. Her sword connected to her belt. Crimson liquid still dripped from her forehead as her fiery eyes darted from one direction to another. As she stepped over the dead bodies of the wounded and dead of the ninjas. Her mind could not fully recall what she had done to kill these individuals but she knew that she was more than capable of it. She knew it every well. As she came to a sudden as she pulled her sword out of her sheath as licked the blood off it with her tongue.

Her cheek now stained with crimson blood as she looked yonder at the battle still continuing. A low grow resonated from her throat. She wisped the blood from her cheek she sat herself down in the middle of this hell hole as a tear slid down her eyes. The recollection of her past reawaken itself with in her. She recalled a battle much like this. With blood, gore and grim all over her, Pieces of intestine and puss splattered on her face as she used the back of her hand to wipe it off. Sitting there she looked over to the horizon and could not help but wonder if this would ever end? Would the pain and suffering that she would cause ever come to an end.

Talon was evil, demonic embodiment of evil. Or so she saw herself. Never the less in coming to this word she began to see herself as something different as…a hero. Though she knew that it would never be. She had done to much for her ever to be called anything but a monster a weapon a….animal. And now that she found herself here protecting the innocent she could not help but wonder what was a hero? Back in light wars when she first met the orphan Nichole she had gotten a great description of a hero. But since then a lot had happened a lot she had committed and even more pain she had gone through. Her life was stained with the blood of the innocent that she could not longer be redeemed for what she had committed.

A Long time ago…….

Standing among the members of the group she could not help but noticed the glared that were made a her. The team was ready though she had become not exactly the best member or at least the nicest one to be around. Slifer the team leader had recently been captured by eneimi forces and if was her fault as least that’s what every one told her. She had been unable to activate the ignition sequence in time and he was left behind. It should have been her. She should have been the one tortured and molested dozen of time over but no it was her she had caused him pain, Her closest friend the man she looked up to, and he still cared for her. But on that day she had made a mistake something she swore never to do again.

4 years ago…..

“Think fast X” Daken growled as her charger toward her fist in the air as he gutted her in the chest. With that he grabbed her by the wrist and twisted it pushing her up against the wall. Unleashing his claws she stabbed it into her shoulder and then her stomach. She grunted in pain but did not scream. Though she could not escape from his grip. He stared into her eyes with that sinister smile and whispered “Sorry kid…I’m his favorite you’re his clone.” With that he retracted his claws and walked away. X23 fall to the floor wiping the blood that had been spilled. She soon saw a shadow over take her and glanced up to see Logan standing before her. “Clean this up!” he said throwing her a towel as he walked away. And she had failed him…

2 Years ago….

“We need to find her”, Talon said angrily. She was in Scots office. On his right stood the deceptive Emma Frost and sitting to his left was Logan. She had no time for games and she made sure that they new it “We will do every thing in our power to find her, Laura. Remember, she was my friend to”, Scot said trying to calm her down. Talon was not becoming any calmer. “If you really cared about her then you will send me to find her. You saw what they did to her; how they changed her”.

The entire time Emma had said nothing but now she was going to, and Talon would have wished that she had remained silent. “Well then let me point this out for you X23. “If you hadn’t joined the school and befriended miss Kitty Pride none of this would have happened”. Talon looked at Emma in a way that would make any one but her quiver. She hated Emma and Emma hated her. In fact Emma had never trusted her. From the moment that Talon stepped through the Institutes door, Emma was always there to point the finger of blame at her. Even though she tried to deny it, Emma was always right, everything was always her fault.

 “Emma that is not true. Talon had been a tremendous help to us and the X Men. How could you say something like that”, Scot said hoping to deflect Emma’s words. “Frost is right. Since Laura has joined bad things have happened and we can’t deny this any more. I can’t deny it anymore”. Talon froze for the person that said it was not Emma; even though she wished it were. No, it was coming from behind her, Talon turned her head and hoped for it not to be but to her devastation it was Logan. The man that she called father. The one man who Talon always thought understood what she was going through but obviously not “Kid, I know this is hard for you. You’re only 14 but they will never stop looking for you”.

Logan then looked at Scot. “We knew the moment that she joined this school that HYDRA would always have a way to find her and get to her, but you never thought that they could do that. I told you Scot what they were capable of but you didn’t listen to Emma or I. You went right along and did your own thing” Talon was shocked. She always knew that Logan was a bit nervous for her to join the team but she never thought that he disagreed. The man who always told her to stand strong, to fight back, to never give up and to never let the bad guys win was now telling her that he never wanted her there.

Talon got a quick look at Emma. She could see that Emma was enjoying this and not doing a good job of hiding it. Talon’s head hung low. She was staring at the floor as if there was something holding her gaze there. Then in a whisper but loud enough to be heard she said, “Scot, they are right”. His eyes filled with sadness but he did not say anything. Struggling to fight for control she said in a more reserved voice “I have caused so much pain and now I will end this”. With a blur of movement, she unleashed her claws and leaped over Scots desk. She broke the window with great force. It shattered all around her as she reached the ground on all fours.  Knowing that they would not be far behind, she quickly got to her feet. She raced into the forest

Recently….

“Stop!” she screamed while running through the congested forest. Day light was upon her and a shadowy figure she had been following since night fall. Her suspicions were noted as to what it was they why would she have been calling after it? She knew very well the chance it was her mother was impossible never the less her hope would never give way. She had a father now she was going to find a mother. Find her mother. Victoria Elysian, though she had never head that name in her life she was never the less determined to find her. AS she leaped over branches rushed pass thorns the sunlight pierced the ground s she saw the sun emerge. Soon Talon had to suddenly stop grabbing a hold of the ground below her to anchor her.

Sliding over the edge of a cliff she slowly pulled herself upward and onto her back staring out at the sunlight sky. After taking in a few deep breaths she peered over the edge to see nothing but darkness not even the light of the sun entered into that pit that made her all but wonder what lived down there. She knew she would handle it but alone never. The was something going one some one trying to tell her something and it was not human in any way.

Present….

Soon snapping out of her daze she stood to her feet and inhaled a deep breath. Her nose twitched as she sniffed the air. The scents of blood was ever present in her nostrils. She could detect her team mate Akwa and Warsman on a near scale schematics. But better to do what needed to be done alone. She did not enjoy fighting along side people. She feared that they would see her capabilities and fear her more than they already did. As much as she hated to admit it she cared a lot about what people thought about her. Talon used their her mind set to change what ever they wanted or wished to change in her.

Her sifting personality were helpful never the less through all the shifting her true personality. Who she really was, was lost and could never be regained. Wiping the sweat and grim from her face she slit her wrist with her sword. Being silver it would not heal back at the same pace never the less. Taking her index finger she dabbed the red water as she brought it up to her face and licked the blood off her finger. Feeling time running out and her mission still not completed she never the less wanted her team mates not to follow her. Though some of them had a knack into finding her on her less than good days.  Though she did not want to fight alone she wanted to fight along side them but she knew that would never be.

No matter what she was called one thing always remained the same. She was a monster and in the battle frenzy would kill all in her path. A tear slid down her bruised cheek as she though of this. Not bothering to wipe it she pressed onward her bare feet scared and bloody along with the rest of her. As she walked onward she came to a halt as she picked up the scent of the enemy….or just a civilian but she could not distinguish between the two because she did not want to. “Crack!” quickly her hand moved to her energy sword as her other hand still held the Vibranium one. She stood in attack position listening for any sound or moment.

…....................................................................................In a rapid action she spun herself around and flipped back. As she landed on her feet she took off in a dead fast sprit. In not only 7 second later a large explosion went up Pushing Talon upward. Retaining her goal she came land accurately on her feet still clutching her weapons. “Snap”….Talon let out a slight grown in annoyance to her ignorance. She had been to busy contemplating her meaning in life to notice she had walked coincidently into a mine field one which was very much intact. Using the weight of her sword she propelled herself into the air as the ground in her previous position went out in flames. As she landed her feet just skidded the ground before she leaped up again followed to another explosion.

And so on it went. In the fast actions of running, leaping and gliding through air she did until she was to clea the mine field. She had been trained for this and was very good at it. Though she knew how to exit this unstable place though she needed to make sure to defuse all the bombs hidden in the ground. It was a fell set trap on ths asily walked into though she would not leave with out the completely diffusion of all the bombs. Even if that meant hopping around like a jack rabbit. She did not want to even know how she appeared to those far off. Random explosion occurring much have been a questionable appearance form afar. 

Grabbing her energy blade she calculated the last bomb to be one hell of an explosion she knew that to get away from it was futile attempt at the least. So quickly thinking up a plan she raced toward the position. “7..6..5….4…3…2..1..” with that she leaped vertically upward and unleashed her energy weapon. Given the amount of force she was propelled with she placed her feet on the hilt of the weapon. It was an energy bean the more energy it took in the more powerful it was. This kinetic energy that the explosion caused the sword would absorb.
And it did. Because of this massive about of energy the sword she used as a gliding device as it caused her not to fall with full force toward the ground. As she neared the ground she retracted the bean and landed on all fours her emerald eyes like daggers in the night. Piercing all around her. She found herself on a hill and walked toward the panicle point where she survived the battle ground. She could see a ship unknown though it looked sophisticated enough to be that of another teams. As she survived the battle ground she picked up to very familiar scents. That know of the Fire Goddess who she…or so better yet X23 almost killed and her dear friend Kurrent.

She hated that man far more than any one else in this reality. But hate and anger needed to be put aside. He was one of the good guys again and she was who she was. She would aid him in any way he wished it. Though she did not know how he would react to having the girl he fought not to long ago ask how she could help him she did not fully disagree with her actions and thought them logical enough. With that she leaped over the edge of the cliff landing as same she would before. Both weapons in hand she ran toward the location. Slashing any enemies in her way in half, or decapitating them which ever one was quickly. Her bales were signing as they cut through the enemies almost like paper. Though through all this Talon had been shot multiple times by numerous weapons and was severely wounded. She knew that she could not continued in first gear most much longer and that she would at least need to rest.

Approaching the coordinates she could see Kurrent and the Fire goddess. Talon took n a deep sigh as she approached to two. Most of her attire was torn cut and torn through and her hair was drenched with sweat and grim. If no one else knew better it would appear she had been fighting like this all her life. Using her fingers she spun her energy blade and placed it on her belt that was still intact. Approaching the two she brushed her hair out of her face and sighed. “The Wolf Pack have come to aid you in your attempt and I will aid you.” Then turning her attention to Kurrent she smirked slightly as she outstretched her hand. “It is um good to have you back sir….”

The air had a crisp chill that Felix had not felt in years, so it was no wonder he felt nostalgic. Especially when so many of his former allies, and even friends, had arrived on the planet in the last few hours to combat the people he now found himself in league with. 

It was strange to think about how much he had changed in just a few months. After his surgery and the deal he made with Mr. Sinister, Ferro had to make the world think he was dead, and the best way to do that was to become a part of the class of people that no one gave a second glance at: the poor and homeless. He saw things while immersed in the dregs of society that made him lose hope in humanity as a whole. Felix had come to the realization that people didn’t need protecting, they needed to be controlled.

After that it was little wonder that the path he found himself on lead him to the spawn of Darkness himself. When the Vine Villains rose anew from their ashes yet again, he gladly accepted the position that was offered to him, just as when he was offered a chair in the House of G. Now here he was in one of the most powerful positions imaginable: the liaison between the two most prominent and dangerous groups on Earth or, in this case, on Ninjeta.

A bestial voice woke Felix from his musings and caused him to turn away mountains that had been captivating him with their grim beauty.

“Sir, the heroes have arrived and have engaged our forces in combat fifty... Miles North of our location,” Darkchild’s soldier stuttered only once through his gritted teeth, still trying to get used to the Terran units of measurement. Considering the raging monster he had become, Ferro could not help but be impressed by the soldier’s sophistication. “Should we send reinforcements to their location?” Felix’s attention was drawn away from the Ninjan brute and to a pillar of light in the distance that had burst into the gray sky.

“Despair...” The word was a whisper in the cold air. He could recognize that power anywhere, even from this far away. He hadn’t known that she had joined Veritas. This would prove to be very interesting. All the emotions of war must have erupted within her. Of course, it couldn’t have helped to be around that obnoxious twit of a man, Closure. Felix had met both him and his father, and in the Fallen Hero’s personal opinion the apple fell far from the tree. He had skill, but compared to Thunderbolt he was a sad excuse for a hero.

Felix shook his head, responding as he began back towards the Temple that was serving as their base camp.

“Our job is to maintain communications between the forces of Gambler and Darkchild. Let the main army worry about the heroes for now.” He could hear the heavy foot falls on the cold stone as the soldier went about his business. There was a good chance that some of the heroes would be headed their way anyway. Ferro had learned to be an emotionless vacuum; something would likely draw Despair to them like a magnet. With the high-flaring emotions all around her, an area of respite would be almost impossible to resist. A Felix was about to enter the ancient stone building he could dimly hear the roar of an intergalactic engine, signalling the arrival of the other player he had been expecting.

His footsteps echoed throughout the halls as he drew up to his seat in the war room, nodding in acknowledgment of Sephirim, his ally and fellow Vine Villain. Across from them sat one of Gambler’s messengers, swathed entirely in black. Without so much as a flinch at the sight of the intimidating figure Felix addressed the killer, his head resting lazily in his hand as he did so.

“Tell your master of the hero’s arrival. And be sure to mention that the Wolf Pack has arrived. Dismissed.” With a small nod he turned his attention to Sephirim. “It won’t be long before the conflict arrives at our doorstep. We should take this time to prepare ourselves for the worst.” Getting up once more, Felix went to his quarters to perform the finishing touches on the specialized weapons he had brought to outfit them. He carefully held a clip of sliver-nitrate injector rounds in the light to examine them, allowing a brief smile to stretch across his face before it returned to its neutral state once more.

Squeak! The sound of a squeegee slid down a wet, soapy window, leaving behind nothing but spotless glass. A warm wind blew against his short, brown hair, and ruffled his t-shirt and jeans, making the hot sun more bearable. A bead of sweat ran down the left side of his face, gathering at the end of his chin. Having reached its limit, the large droplet of sweat fell, down, towards the ground, story after story, traveling more than one hundred and fifty feet. No harness, no rope, nothing to keep him safe from falling down to his paved asphalt below. He finished the window, holding the bucket at his left elbow, and the squeegee in his teeth, he turned his head to look over his both his shoulders, right and then left. Three kids crossing a crosswalk, an old man exiting a grocery store, a car slamming on its brakes and laying on its horn, and two friends sitting on a bench together, talking with each other. This was Los Angeles.

Gripping the outer wall of the giant building he was cleaning, the young man shimmied along a small edge that protruded an inch from the side. It was not an easy task, his fingers slipping multiple times, but always having at least one hand to hold him up. Finding himself at yet another window, the ten foot tall and wide monster glared at him, as though attempting to deliver a threat. Splashing soapy water from the bucket onto the window, he flinched as ice cold water awakened his senses. Removing the squeegee from his mouth, wiping the morning fresh saliva from it, he brought it up to make the first stroke, when he had a bad feeling, and immediately turned his head to gaze at the city below. Scanning the city in an instant, he quickly located something happening out of the ordinary. A masked figure came out of a bank, carrying a large bag over his shoulder. This was two miles from the building where the window washer clung. Back at the large building, the young man opened the window from the outside, set the cleaning supplies inside, then let go of the building, gaining speed as he fell. It's time.I'm on my way. Out of the side of the building, a large panel opened, using heavy duty hydraulics. Fifty feet from the ground, it would only be seconds until the young man would... Whoosh! A green blur swept through the air, and in the blink of an eye, the window washer was gone. Welcome to Los Angeles.

Covering the distance of two miles in under twenty seconds, the green blur was finally recognizable. It was a large flying emerald dragon, and riding her, was the washer, toting a sword at his side. This was Cly the Dragon Rider, and Esmeralda his dragon. The criminal had just started up his car when he looked out the rear view mirror. "This isn't my day."

Two days ago

Present

The odds were overwhelming and it seemed like at this point that tactics and strategy meant nothing. The VV Ninjan force was strong and fierce. Like the man they called their Lord they were vicious and aggressive.  Veritas was doing their best but after two days of straight fighting fatigue was a large factor. Mistake will be made and mistake lead to death in combat. Some how some way the playing field needed to be evened.

"There she is! Get the witch!" was heard by Kurrent over the apocalyptic battle that was going on around him. Darkchild had trained them well. They knew who we were and targeting Despair who is rumored  to be one of the most powerful Empaths in the world was a good idea, too bad them they didn't know how powerful exactly she really was. After a powerful strike with a light bolt her attacker was now dust and even the flesh above Kurrent's bones felt the power of the Veritas Empath.

As he continued to fire with his beretta's he noticed that his marble sized electric bullets did not have the same effect on the Ninjans as they did on people of Earth. Instead of penetrating the skin then causing an electric shock the bullets would just shock the Ninjans. Still it was effective but having to put over 5 bullets in one target at a time just to slow them down was becoming a a strategic problem.  The one good thing that came from it though was that he found a weakness on them, the neck. Suddenly as he was about to move location he hears "I should punch you in the face right now for making go threw hell..."    "Alright, Oh Electrifying one... whats the game plan?" it was Feral Nova. Looking across the battlefield he could see WAL occupying the area taking arms with Veritas and the Ninjan Resistance. He knew why she was pissed, and he couldn't really blame her, this had become a suicide mission and as much as he hated having to bring people into it, it had to be done for not only the protection of Earth but for the Universe.

Before he could speak to Nova his teammate Closure suggested a battle strategy. He suggested that Veritas stick together, it was the right move but it was not exactly the smartest one given the circumstances. The Veritas Leader had to look at the big picture. He knew that Hayden was out there as well as Gambler, this battle although costly was only the beginning. The fact that Darkchild nor the VV Elite had not even stepped in was also a big concern so his response to his teammate was  "No Closure too much needs to be done and we can't all just sit here and be lambs to the slaughter"

Turning to Nova again about to tell her his plan he was interrupted yet again this time by an unlikely ally Talon. It appeared that The Wolf Pack had also answered the distress call. “The Wolf Pack have come to aid you in your attempt and I will aid you, “It is um good to have you back sir….”  she said with a smirk on her face and her hand outstretched for a shake. The reluctant Kurrent secured the beretta in his right hand in it's holster but kept a firm grip on the one in the left. He began to lean forward to shake hers when suddenly he lifted his left hand and began to fire at Talon. The bullets passed through the right side of her face hitting a VV Ninjan on the chest multiple time dropping her on her back. Kurrent walked up to her disregarding Talon, Feral and his teammates next to him and stood over the disabled Ninjan. Lord Darkchild will kill you all she said with a smile on her face, Kurrent then put his left foot on her forehead and used it to turn her skull in a way that exposed her neck. He replied to her in a gruff tone while pointing his weapon at her neck "I'll be sure to tell him you said that when I send him to meet you in hell" Her eyes opened wide and the sound of 3 well placed bullets on her neck was the last thing the follower of DC ever heard. After he looked at Feral Nova intensely hoping that she understood why he had done what he just did.

Quickly he turned his attention to a medic of the resistance. She had long beautiful black hair and was fighting like a champion but the red cross on her shoulder mad her more important then a warrior. "Medic" Kurrent said to get her attention. When she looked at him he said "Set up an aid station inside of the Phoenix with whatever medics and healers you can gather, once you patch up the wounded give them thier weapons and return them to the battlefield" She responded with a nod and moved out with haste, she was a good soldier.

Walking back over he looked at Nova intent on finally speakingto her and  giving her the plan. Once there he said so that everyone around can hear and handing Nova a map with coordinates "That map contain the location of the Ninjeta capital city Farwick, on the SW side of the outskirts of the city their is a rebel group of about 50 Ninja warriors gathering to take the city. I need you to meet up with them and take command. The city has to be taken and Hayden must be killed, Closure go with Nova and and whoever she takes from WAL. As for the rest of use we are going to mount up a strike against the North and South which is probably heading this way." It was a lot to gather so he paused a few seconds to let it all sink in. "Nova I think Sha is there too but remember this can only end one way and Hayden has to be taken down"

The fighting began to pick up as the VV forces continued to move in. Kurrent then took his position pulling his other beretta out again after speakikng into his watch so that all can hear "Veritas, WAL, Wolf Pack and free Ninjan people, we are outnumbered but we are far from defeated. After this transmission form a 360 degree perimeter around the Phoenix and begin to push the enemy back. Believe in yourselves as much as I believe in you and we will be victorious in this batt......" his transmission was cut short by the left hook of a VV Ninjan. Kurrent tried his best to roll with the punch but the surprise of the attack made that difficult. He stood quickly and began to fire upon her with both gun while walking towards her until she fell. As he made his way near her he picked up the sword she dropped as he was shooting her with his right hand after putting his gun away. Using the Ninjan's own sword he drove it right through her heart while she was on the ground. After shaking his jaw left to right test if it was broken he said to himself before focusing on the next target "crazy bitches"

Ninjeta - Battle Zone

Just then, as he took the knife in his hand into the gut of a worthless Ninjan grunt, just as the innards and bowels released into a gushing sensation of blood and horror, just as Warsman laughed as his body was covered in red like a mentally disabled child took a coloring marker to his skin thinking it was a sheet of paper, just as the bodies slumping at his feet numbered more than what he could count on his fingers and toes, something died in his mind. It wasn't a thought or memory, but a piece of knowledge. He lost contact with someone important, someone who shaped what he was at the moment. Laughing through the pain of it all, he bore a twisted smile as he wheeled his neck to the limp body of a Lycan. Not any Lycan inparticular, but just the shape of a large man dying. Somehow, he knew what war meant. Somehow, through all the bloodshed and death, he knew what it meant. It meant revenge.

He raised his arm, knife in hand, but in the other was a syringe.

"FOR THE LYCAN KING!!!!"

The needle pierced his neck.

"FOR THE LYCAN KING!!!"

The plunger injected the DNA of one of William's experimental children into his bloodstream. He stopped talking. His teeth grew, sharpened themselves to a grotesque and razor-sharp point. His eyes became animalistic. Instead of fur, like the other Lycans, his skin boiled red-hot and it became like rough leather. And instead of speech, there was only madness. The experimental child William had engineered, long ago before the Wolf Pack was formed, had died. It killed itself from bashing its own skull into the wall. William had told Warsman to use the same DNA if he should die, to use it to give courage and inspiration to those he had left behind.

"NO REGRETS!!!" A bellow, not a yell or scream, but something beyond what humans or beasts could produce.

William had told Warsman that if the serum worked...

There was no mercy from the new abomination. It was mad, insane, knowing friend from foe but without cause other than to rip and tear. Ninjans threw themselves upon it, but only weighed the thing down and caused it pain to move. Slowly, they were tossed away into crumpled heaps of their former selves, incarcerated shells of lifeless tissue and spilled fluids.

...he would die.

Limbs, optical organs, tongues, fingers, teeth, anything that could have been ripped from a Ninjan body littered the immediate area of the creature. This was his hour, the playroom of a demented mass-murderer. When his knife broke, there were more, but when those slipped out of his grip, there were his hands. When his knuckles split, there were his talons. When those chipped off into bloody nubs, there were his teeth. And these did not fail him.

"NO MERCY!!!"

He lied on the ground of the Ninjeta planet. "It was so far from but yet it felt so much like home. Even in a battlefield the ground was soft and so inviting. The ground must be why people often die during battle he thought. Just to get a chance to lie down stop fighting and just rest for all your life that can make someone give up I think no matter what planet your on. Right now I don't think I would mind dying even so far from home." It seemed like our hero was ready to give up ready to die ready to just lie in the dirt and stop having to fight harder and harder for causes that were becoming less and less his own. 

Two Weeks Ago

Present

In a bold and tactically sound venture three of the Vine Universes most legendary villains united, putting aside their egos and petty differences in a coordinated effort for World domination. But this time it would be different, this time the playing field had been moved, this time......they succeeded. Millions of miles from Earth, deep in the darkest regions of space, Darkchild, Hayden Miles, and Gambler waged a bloody, and ultimately triumphant, Civil War on the planet of Ninjeta. The preemptive strike had caught the Ninjian's off guard, and in less then a year, the war was over.Cutting the planet up into three separate, yet equal portions, Gambler, Hayden, and Darkchild enjoyed the sweet taste of victory. To the North Darkchild reigned supreme with death and destruction. While Gambler set up a more lavish empire in the South. Hayden took command of the outlining areas to the East and West.

For one year the Unholy Trinity operated without interference from so called heroes and their teams. Reshaping Ninjeta as they saw fit, enslaving its people and raping the land. With an unlimited supply of natural resources and futuristic technology the Trinity created thee single greatest army the Universe had ever seen. And with it they had accomplished what no other villain before them had been able to. A World completely under the control of evil without a hero in site and a population to frightened to fight back.It was a perfect utopia. But nothing lasts forever and before long, Kurrent and his hard hitting group, Veritas, arrived on the Planet's surface. Reports of the Wolf Pack being sighted raced across the land like wildfire.

 Un-phased by the arrival of Earth's Mightiest Heroes the King of Kings sat across from three servants and three chess boards, nonchalantly exercising his keen intellect. "Checkmate" he smirked as simultaneously he ended all three games. "You must always be several moves ahead of your enemy mon amis" smirked the Cajun.There had been no sign of Hayden and meanwhile the resistance had gained momentium with the arrival of the Wolf Pack, Vertias, and WAL. They all seemed to be concentrating on the VV stronghold to the North. As always Gambler's ambition cast an ominous cloud over his loyalties. Memories of his ultimate betrayal which eventually led to the VV Civil War flooded his mind as he plotted his next course of action. Rubbing his perfectly sculpted chin the Master of Manipulation was interrupted by an incoming encrypted transmission."This area is clean, waiting for new location." said Goki. Pausing for a moment Gambler considered his options and whether or not to send troops to Darkchild's aid. After thinking it over carefully he relayed a coded message back to Goki. "Listen closely Goki for what I am about to say is of great importance. I want you to take several Council Members to the North and help DC hold off the advancing forces. But dhere is one more thing....when dee opportunity presents itself, I want you to assassinate Darkchild and any members of the VV that you feel would be loyal to his cause.Do not fail me Goki, I do not suffer fools."

Gambler had set his pieces in motion. Making a bold and defiant powerplay for complete control. Now all that needed to be done was to find out if Hayden's loyalty could be bought, or if she would pose a problem further down the road. "Ready my transport" ordered Gambler. "We leave for Hayden's palace within dee hour."

As Slight ran back towards his team mates he could see, and here the Ninjan wariors falling. But it seemed as if when one fell three popped back in it's place. From a distance he could see, Kurrent shooting down loads of the VV warriors, and then he saw Talon, and Feral Nova. Would this be his chance to see the great fire goddess in action. Shaking his head, trying his best to stay on task, he tripped over an uprooted treeroot. Slamming chest first into the cold dirt he laid there for a couple of seconds hoping that the enemy would not see him like this. By the time he arose to his feet, there were three guardswomen that surrounded him. It was such luck that they were vulnerable to the cold. Even though it stumped him how well they fought in the snow.

It didn't matter though, because Slight had somewhere to be, and he needed to get there as fast as he could. His hands tingled with power over the element of water. The snow that covered the ground melted instantly, and seeped into the hard frozen ground. But then, quickly, almost a fast as it had melted, the water rose above the ground and took grasp of the feet of the three guards. Slight thought it would be cold enough to effect them, but he was wrong. Simultaneously, the bent down and smashed the ice to bits, and took charge for Slight. Darkchild had indeed trained them to fight like him. Such brutality was his game. They ran, and ran, and Slight stood, and did not move. His plan was to wait until they were close enough so that they could crash into each other.

As soon as they were in range, took flight and jutted into the atmosphere. Like he thought they would, they rammed each other like brutes. It seemed odd to see so many women in battle. Slight always thought that they were the more peacful type, but then again, he had to remember that he was on Ninjeta, a completly different planet. Again he flew over to the Phoenix. It was just his luck that the rest of the VV Ninjans were occupied with the rest of the team. As he landed, he saw that there was still more to do, not like he expected anything else. Closure was suffering from a wounded arm, and Slight could see the woozyness in his eyes. He dashed over to him, after collecting water from the snow patches that were strewn about everywhere. "Let me help you." Slight said giving a helpful smile to his friend, and team mate. After he was finished healing Closures wound Kurrent gave more orders.

Slight seemed to be having wonderful timing this day. "Set up an aid station inside of the Phoenix with whatever medics and healers you can gather, once you patch up the wounded give them thier weapons and return them to the battlefield" Kurrent had ordered one of the Rebel medics to gather healers, and increase the numbers on the feild. Seeing it as what he was there for, Slight said to the Veritas leader, "I'm going with her, all I need is water, and they should be coming back in droves." Without waiting for a respons he darted for the planes opening, and met the lead medic inside. "How can I help?" he said wanting to be of service. "Just start helping, we don't have much medicine, but I've seen what you can do.  Most of these fighters don't even come in here unless they are hurt from the neck down. In other words full body wounds. Can you handle that?"

"I think I can" he said giving a cordial smile. Just then four Ninjen rebels were brought into the ship. Immediatley, Slight jumped into action, going outside, he gathered as much water as he needed to do full body healings. But, he should have known better, than to think he could handle such a task. Somehow, he always forgot about his fear of blood. Which was in abundance. Still, he inced on, covering the wounds with purified water. The healing process was quick, but it would have been quicker, given he'd opened his eyes. One after another they came and left. Soon, there were less and less than needed his help, but on the battlefield was a different story. He walked down the Phoenix's stairs, to see even more of the Ninjan warriors tearing apart rebels. "Maybe I can take them out from a distance?" Slight, formed a telekinetic mass and sent it in the direction of one of the VV Ninjans. As it hit, it didn't seem to have any effect at all, but it did. The blast, was like a stun. The warrior fell to the ground and writhed for a moment before recovering. "Okay, so that didn't work as I planned"

Just then more orders came from Midnightist "This is Midnightist repeat this is Midnightist I'm wounded and in need of assistance. I"m located directly south of the Phoenix in the tree line. I'm safe for the moment but I'm sure that won't last please somebody anybody come and get me don't care who just just........"  Slight lowered his head in a sigh, as he pressed up against his watches comunication device.   "Im coming, just don't move, or...die." He raced to his comrade and outstreched his hand to a patch of snow. Healing his wound was harder than he thought. As he tried his best to say focused, there were projectiles of all sorts flying above. Slight had no other choice but to put up a telekinetic shell to protect them both from any further damage. Finishing, up, he said "We've got to get back to the Phoenix, I can keep this shell up for as long as I need to, but those VV soldier are going to try everything they can to get at us, So that means we need to move quickly."

Two Days Ago: WAL HQ

Present: Ninjeta

Clang! Swords clashed as Cly and a extravagantly dressed Ninjan warrior, one that stood out from most, bearing the mark of the "VV". Screech! Metal sheered as the edge of Valor cut through the Ninjan's sword, leaving her defenseless. Drenched in sweat, the rider came to halt, turning to face his opponent, who was dazed by the impressive attack. Taking the opening, he performed a quick blow towards the Ninjan's mid-section, an attack that was meant for a distraction, to be followed up by a blunt blow to the head. Just as he had thought the Ninjan warrior had been faking it to some extent, and was able to dodge the first blow. This made the female warrior's head lean slightly forward, right into the blunt attack. Bash! The Ninjan warrior fell to the ground, unconscious. Having another attack thrown at him, he parried the blow, tightened his fist, and threw a left uppercut to the next Ninjan warrior. "Is that all you have got, swordsman?" The crystal clear voice of the hardened female warrior ran past his ears. Kicking the Ninjan away from him, he looked over his shoulder, to see the extravagant Ninjan that he had been fighting, standing tall, appearing to be unharmed. "Far from it Miss!"

Weaving in and out of the chaos of the battlefield, Esmeralda made her way toward a giant war machine. I don't understand why I always get seperated from Cly. Maybe I should get a leash for him. She grabbed a Ninjan with her two front clawed feet, and tore both of their arms off, letting the heavily injured body fall down to the ground. It is hard not to kill them. Ping! Ping! Ping! Bullets collided with her scales, ricocheting off of them. A heavy sucking sound spread out from the machine. One of the cannons, the largest one, began to form a small sphere of energy. Spinning and growing in size, the entire cannon was filled with the energy. Turning her head around, then back, and using her advanced eyesight to guess where the blast would travel, she had no doubt that it was aimed for the Veritas gunship. Sending out a telepathic message to friendies that she knew, she told them, Mayday! That cannon is aimed for your ship. By the size of it, this could be the attack to level it. Her eardrums nearly burst as a supersonic wave cut through the air. The beam fired. All at once, she knew what had to be done. I'll stop it. Flying to its path, she inhaled into her lungs, and closed her eyes. Spark! The inside of her lungs burst into flame. With all of her might, she breathed forth a fire so powerful that it slammed into the beam of energy, and held it back. Losing ground, she was nearly out of her breath, and the power of the attack was still nearly at full power.

Taking hold of Valor, Cly stood his ground, as the female warrior stood before him, unarmed. In an arrogant tone, she said, "It's Captain, not Miss." He gulped. A captain? This could be harder than I thought. He watched her, waiting for her to strike, when it happened all at once. Expecting it, but not expecting it at that speed, his high speed eyes watched her move towards him, but his muscles seemed to move in slow motion, too slow to block the attack with Valor. He felt his jaw crushed to bits by the strength of her attack, spitting teeth out of his bloody mouth. Not letting up at all, he felt her ground him around his chest, and tighten her grip. He felt his lungs crush, every ounce of air squeezed from him. Tighter, tighter, when... A bullet pierced the side of her neck, and exited from the other side. Her grip instantly loosened, as blood spurted from her neck, her main artery hit. She fell to the ground, shaking, holding her hands around her neck. Kurrent blew the smoke from the end of one of his berettas. Breathing in deeply, the rider turned down to the ground, put his hands around her neck, and they began to glow bright white.

There is only one chance, to redirect it. Flapping her left wing, and giving her last burst of flame, the energy blast shot away from her, missing the ship by mere feet. Exhausted, Esmeralda dropped to the ground, landing on a Ninjan with her one ton mass. Oops! She got up off the warrior, who was one of the rare male Ninjans, only was hurt, and attempted to attack her. Please. She swung her tail around, batting the Ninjan in the neck, and sending him flying into a group of Ninjans. Out of the sky, the large machine lost visual of her, and did not want to fire on the ground due to friendly fire. Trampling groups of warriors, she was uninjured, until she felt her muscles and bones tear in half, a strong Ninjan behind her, had ripped the end of her tail off completely. WHY YOU!? One hit knock out. Grabbing the end of her tail with one of her clawed feet, she felt rested enough, and continued toward the cannon.

The Captain's blood vessels healed up, and skin formed over the patch that was missing. Her voice changed to a softer one. "Why did you save me?" He began to say something, letting down his guard, when she thrust her right arm towards his chest. Exiting out of his back, her hand, dripping in his blood, she snarled at him. "Where is your heart! It isn't there!" Cough! Blood sprayed from his broken jaw, and he uttered the barely recognizable words. "I...must...have...healed...it...wrong..." She shook her head side to side. "Foolish creature! You must regret healing me!" A tear rolled down his mangled cheek. "No...I...have no...regrets for...my actions." Her eyes widened. Even in this condition, he still wouldn't break, a true warrior. She pulled her hand out of his chest, and set him down to the ground. "You, are the first warrior I have ever met that could show such kindness." Around his neck, a metal cross, covered in blood hung. "I...only persevere...because...of the strength...that Jesus...gives me." Not knowing what he was talking about, she called out, "Medic!" Approaching her quickly, the medic said, "Captain? This is one of them. Why are you...?" The Captain snapped at her. "Shut up! Follow my orders!" The medic began to patch Cly up. With the last of his conscious energy, he sent out a telepathic message to his dragon. Esmeralda, don't come after...me. He blacked out.

Kaboom! The mighty emerald dragon flew through the large cannon, causing it to explode. Yeah! She circled around, and sped toward the cockpit. Heavy fire shot at her, each wing having two small holes, but not hindering her too much. Glass shattered as she broke into the control room, grabbing the pilot and gunner, and knocking each out. Grabbing the main controls in her mouth, her long, white daggers for teeth shredded them to confetti. A weak telepathic message entered her mind. It was Cly's voice. Esmeralda, don't come after me. She darted out of the machine, just as the entire mechanical construct burst apart. Eyeing the field, she located Cly quickly, surrounded by a large group of Ninjans. Cly!? What happened? Why can't I come save you? She barred her teeth, and blew out a stream of fire. He knows what he is doing most of the time, so I will trust him on this. She sent out a message to anyone that had seen him captured. Do not attempt to save Cly, this is what he wants. She landed near other WAL members, waiting for her next plan for action.

The unconscious body of the wounded knight, Cly, was carried deep into the army of of the Ninjan warriors, quickly lost to all of his friends.

Feral Nova stood next to the electric ace as he had just finished taking out a couple of the Ninjan warriors. Getting ready to speak to him Closure, the person she saved from falling to his doom, came up to speak with him, telling Kurrent for the teams to stick together. Before Nova could say anything opposing to that, Closure spoke again.

"I know you, your that girl that usually gets pawned by Sha. You could be a pure bad-ass if you went neutral. No disrespect I just say nonsense when I'm nervous. This usually happens if I might be in a near-death situation. I'm going to shut up now, before someone yells at me." And with that Closure simply walked off, leaving Nova shaking her head.

"Is that what I'm known as now? The girl that usually gets pawned by Sha?" She grunted as she crossed her arms. "He's lucky he's with the V's..." she grumbled to herself as she then saw someone from the distance, running towards the two heroes, a girl, with tattered cloths but a fierce look upon her face. "Talon" She smiled at the girl as she pushed the hair out of her face with a sigh.

"The wolf Pack have come to aid you in your attempt, and I will aid you." She spoke in a stern voice, no hit of fear or worry, she then turned to Kurrent. "It is um good to have you back sir..."

Nova then looked from Talon to Kurrent and then back to Talon and once again to Kurrent. "Did something happen while I was recovering?" She was a bit confused but pushed it out of her mind as Kurrent then handed over a map with some coordinates. She looked down at the map, opening it up as she listened to Kurrents plan. "That map contains the location of the Ninjeta Capital City, Farwick, on the SW side of the outskirts of the city their is a rebel group of about 50 Ninjan warriors gathering to take the city. I need you to meet up with them and take command. The city has to be taken and Hayden must be killed," Nova's heart began to pound in her chest, she was going to be in command of fifty Ninjans, fifty lives... who are going to trust her and if Hayden is there... she would have to take her out. From what she understood, Hayden was more powerful than her long time rival Sha, and Stephanie was barley strong enough to defeat Sha only a few times in battle, not to mention, Sha KILLED her once before. Different outcomes of that battle began to play in her head as she then struggled to listen to Kurrent. "Closure, go with Nova and whoever she takes from WAL. As for the rest of us, we are going to mount up a strike against the North and South which is probably heading this way." Nova continued to stand there as she looked over at Closure, his marksmanship and fighting skills WOULD come in handy in the fight. Then looking out she could see her teammates and friends, who would she take with her to the hell hole of Farwick? An almost suicide mission? "Nova I think Sha is there too but remember this can only end one way and Hayden has to be taken down" Nova's body almost froze in place as she heard this, Sha might be there... she might be captured, hurt, there was no way she was going to be able to do this mission, without having to look for Sha, she was like a sister to her, no way she could let her just die and rot. No way in hell!

"I'm going to do whatever I feel I have to do Kurrent..." Nova said as she turned away from the fellow hero.

The area around them became more hostel as the fire power from the Ninjans became more intense. "Veritas, WAL, WOlf Pack and free Ninjan people, we are outnumbered but we are far from defeated. After this transmission form a 360 degree perimeter around the Phoenix and begin to push the enemy back. Believe in yourselves as much as I believe in you and we will be victorious in this batt-" the transmission was cut short, and Nova was ready to get into action.

her eyes immediately darted towards Closure as she walked up towards him. "Ready? or are you going to start ranting about how Sha is stronger than me?" She joked as she turned to her team, her eyes scoping out on who to take to Farwick with her. "Constantine, Wanderer, you two are coming with me and Closure to Farwick!" Before she could begin to make her way to the city her communicator went off. 

"Umm I found a hurt family... Where do I take them?" it was none other than Jay. Nova looked over to see the medic near The Phoenix, the Veritas ship.

"Jay take the family over to The Phoenix, The Veritas ship, there's a medic there who can help them." She paused for a moment. "And be careful, it doesn't look like these Ninjans don't worry about their own kind. When your done there, I want you to stay with The Veritas, and help them out." She said as she turned back to Closure, Con and Wando. "Were going to Farwick, this is the Capital of the Ninjan Planet, and its over ran by the Ninjan forces. There were going to aid the rebel warriors and take the city. The quickest way, is by teleporation, but I don't want to tire you guys out more than you are, so were going to fly there." Nova burst into her golden flames and looked over to Closure, extending her hand. "You need another lift? or are you going to walk the entire way there?" She then pulled out her communicator with her free hand and spoke in it. "With the exception of Wanderer and Constantine, I want all WAL members to stay and assist Kurrent and Wolf Pack." She said as she slipped her communication device back in her pocket. "Ready guys?" She looked over at the three men and took off towards the direction where the map told her to go. As she soared in the air she could see hundreds of Ninjans fighting among each other, blood spilled over the land as piles of bodies could be seen. "I cant believe it got this bad here." She could feel the anger rising inside of her. How could Sha let this happen to her land? How could she just give up? Why didnt she call for help!? Sha knew that all she had to do was ask, and Steph would have been there in a heart beat to help her.

About a half an hour of flying the four fighters finally reached their destination, SW just outside of Farwick city, and there she could already see the group of female Ninjans standing together, with weapons in hand. Landing on the ground she then walked up the group of rebels. "Who is in charge?"

A couple of seconds passed as a tall amazon like woman stepped forward. Her raven hair was tied up in a tight bun as her golden eyes seemed to have a life of their own. Standing at least six feet tall, the built woman stood in front of Stephanie who had to tilt her head back a bit to see her face. "Um... I'm Feral Nova, leader of We Are Legend back on Earth." She then turned to the other three men. "These are my teammates and friends who have come to aid your people on your darkest times, The Wanderer, Constantine, and Closure. Kurrent has sent me to lead all of you into Farwick."

The woman looked over at the three male heroes and neutral with a questionable look. "Men... on this planet they are only good for one thing... and I've heard of you... your the one that Ziccara killed before, right?"

With a sigh Nova hung her head. "Geeze... here too huh?" She then looked back up at the woman. "Yeah, I'm her... but I've beaten Sha a few times myself... just... I could never kill her... I see her too much as a sister. As for the men, trust me, these men, are more than capable of helping you and your people, they are some of the bravest, and skillful warriors I have ever met." She then stretched out her hand. "Come on, let us help you."

The woman looked down at Nova's hand and then gave a small smile as she grasped her hand tightly. "I am Zordaida, I used to be a General for one of Hayden's armed forces, but after seeing that she's willing to sacrifice her own planet for her glory... I couldn't serve her anymore."

Nodding her head, "Its good to have you on our side." she then turned towards the city with high walls and then back to the rebels. "Ninjan Freedom Fighters, the time is now for us to take back your city capital, to over throw Hayden and give the thrown back to someone who will not destroy their own planet to show others that they are worthy to be praised. We can end the battle on this side of Ninjeta today! Let us go into Farwick, and take back what belongs to all of you!" She then burst into flames. "At the darkest moment comes the brightest light!" She took a deep breath as her flames began to grow in size, gritting her teeth she then rose her hands as a large fireball began to grow, sucking up the oxygen around them to make itself more powerful. Then with a feral yell, Nova thrust her hands forward, a blinding light covering the area as her flames smashed into the wall, causing it to disintegrate upon impact, leaving a wide gap opening for her group of fighters to go into the area and take over the city.

Battle cries could be heard echoing across the area as the group of Ninjans began to make their way into the city as Ninjan Armies began to make their way into the area, the two groups of the same race smashed into combat with each other with the four heroes there to help. There was no way Nova was going to allow this battle to be a failure, there was no way she was going to let this group of beings down, she was ready to sacrifice herself for the greater good of this war.

Two weeks ago

Location: Harujuku, Tokyo

I love Harajuku more than any other place in this violent world. I think fashion city. It's so amazing and wonderful here, I just love it so much. Aside from being where the Harajuku girls present their fashion shows. Its where all the shopaholic come and spend what they have or earn, either case we all get something. Like they say shop until you drop. This is the one place where I fit right in. There're little places in Tokyo, if you know where to go and look, that seem to be both distant and somehow exist on another world. Not that Tokyo isn't its own world anyway, more like worlds within worlds, you can say. And they're quiet as the grave. I never thought I would be visiting and dropping off flowers to both Sindella-ya and my mother's grave.At first I thought maybe this was a mistake, since the guilt I feel for killing and not knowing them, only what I've heard from my grandfather. Maybe the old man wanted a little quiet memorial place for his fallen friends or his daughter, in the amazing never ending land of the rising sun. But when I receive a call from grandpa, he asked me to give flowers to the both, to celebrate them in honor of their life time. What are the probability odds of me coming upon something weird happening right now, tonight? Maybe 1 in 12,790,000. If its me. I'd call that a magic. Odds of ever seeing ghosts of your mother and friend at night, makes you very lucky. Maybe seeing them was a sign of happiness.

Me: Hey its me.
Grandpa: yes?
Me: If you see a ghost smiling what does that mean? Evil or happy?
Grandpa: I'll check on that.
ME: Well I have to go back to America so see you later, bye I love you grandpa.

I wonder why House of G, sent a distress call.

Present

All of House of G is participating in this disastrous war. Never in my life, I thought I would be in this crossover. Waiting in the palace with Gambler with other members while the rest are out fighting the resistance of the Ninjeta. From the looks of it the Ninjeta seem to be winning especially with the help of there allies,  Wolf Pack, Vertias, and WAL. We received transmission from Goki that the area he was at is now cleared and awaiting for orders from Gambler. Our master Gambler has order Goki to take several Council Members to the North and aid DarkChild, whose base has been ravished by the Ninjeta. And Gambler last order to Goki was to assassinate DarkChild and any other members of VV when the opportunity arises. As I walk over to Gambler, I ask, " Is there anything you need me to do?"

Ninjeta:

Argh! these were the worlds of a Ninjan after getting hit by magical blast from the Demi-God's hand,as another one sneaked on Matezoide from behind and punched his head,Matezoide smiled and grabbed this Ninjan's hand and broke his arm,if Matezoide wasn't super strong,the Ninjan's arm would more be made of paper I have fought many wars,you are powerful,but aren't a born warrior said Matezoide as he landed a kick in the Ninjan's face,knocking him out,however the Demi-God didnt realised a cannon was aimed at him

we hit him! we hit him! said the Ninjan controlling the cannon we hi- before the sentence was even over,Matezoide trowed a rock at the Ninjan's,but he accidentally killed him shut up

Kill him! as another wave of Soldiers came with a guns  there is not time for this,there are more of these cannons around,if it damaged me,what will do to the others?  Shoot to kill!  and so they did,but Matezoide managed to hide behind a rock after getting shot 5 times not bad.. as Matezoide saw a cannon aiming to his fellow teammate Cly's dragon: Esmeralda, no! damn,i cant get there in time...but i don't have to Matezoide took his war hammer and used it to create 6 souls destroy the cannon! as the souls followed they orders,the Son Of Zeus still had one business to take care of...the wave of soldiers and so he did,by punching the rock,making the debris be launched at the Ninjan's direction,knocking out some and damaging others,with incredible speed Matezoide jumped into the air and kicked a Ninjan's into the head as he shot an energy blast at another's gun,destroying it,only to knock him out with a well-placed punch,he then grabbed the other by the neck and slammed him on the ground  What,happened? It was..so..fast however,he got no response as The Spartan placed two fingers in the Ninjan's face,knocking him out pressure points,i love then  Boom!! Matezoide quickly turned around to see what happened,he smiled as he saw the cannon that was aimed at Esmeralda destroyed,he took his twin guns Punishment and Olympian as he smiled  Who is next?

Decked with 4 pouches across his belt, each lined with 52 cards and 25 poker chips ready to be charged as an explosive should it be needed. On his back laid a satchel filled with an arrows and strapped to that was a bow, truly ready for war...the archer stood firmly. Quietly thinking to himself of days gone by, days he'd spent as an assassin working for rival governments and playing off their own weaknesses, a Wildcard at it's finest. This was what Drifter was and would always be...a surprise waiting to happen. Against the back drop of space and the cold rocky regions of Ninjeta, an Archer walked toward the north before he was interrupted by a signal into his ear piece..."DRIFTER, this is Giapeto. Meet me and Dark Evangeline at once"


"Yes." He replied without hesitation. Being only the tenth member of the council, with Giapeto as third member...Drifter did well to listen to him and listen to advice etc. but still, something seemed odd about the mysterious puppet master. Something that threw the Archer off,  Maybe it was the fact that Eddie had a problem with dolls, maybe it was just the fact of how Giapeto like talking  inappropriately to his puppets. Drifter did'nt know but what he did know was that a plan was being formed as he began his walk, gears began to turn in his mind.  So immediately, With his superior technological mind, he ripped his headset out from underneath his mask and began to reprogram the satelite signals coming into and out of the mouth piece and ear piece.

"Darkchild, Darkchild do you hear me?"
"Kzz--Kzz--Kzzzzzzzzzt!"
The radio buzzed and spattered sparks as he spoke into it, but eventually the war lord of Sinestros mighty corps. heard him and responded..."Who is this?" The eerie voice spoke back, growling like a roaring lion waiting to devour someone.  "Drifter. You have known many of us "drifters", most of them spineless rats, However I seek to change that.I have intel to suggest that I can bring you two members of the House of G's head on a platter. You see I want to build a legacy...but not with a Cajun...what say you?" The man inquired, hoping to charm the Child of Darkness like a snake. With a smirk and a grin, He accepted Drifter's offer and off Edward Cosokov went, seeking to gather an army of Ninjans to take to the two Puppeteers.


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3 hours later.

30 Ninjan warriors decked with bows and arrows all trained by The Malicious Archer himself.

"I'm here" He winked.