Bison was overseeing the cleaning up from Bruisers Party, using Mind control on the Soldiers, didn't seem to work on Bruiser though. "I Don't know who you are, nor do I care..." he bluntly said to Discord, preparing for any attack.
Caim pointed his sword at Puce with an angry expression, and the dragon (with a rather bored look on her face) spoke for him, "What is the meaning of this, newcomer?"
Knife turned, MTs drawn, to the source of the attack on Tamoya but he stops when he see's the attacker. "PUCE!" He crys, running up to the man and enveloping him in a tight bear hug, nearly tackling him to the ground in the proccess. "What the bloody hell are you doing here mate?" Knife asks, before releasing him, "Wait, don't tell me, you're following me through the annels of paradox space because you can't handle not being in the pressence of the Knifester."
A nod went towards Overpuse as he charged him up again. The charged bolt coiled over his body like a natural force. Lightning struck Tomoya's back as his wings came back and he held a ball of electricity which he fashioned into his halo...his sword.
He walked over to Puse and Knife and helped them up as he waited for the next event to happen.
Caim lowered his sword lightly, smirked, and pulled out the PDA. He typed,
Code:
"An Empire killed your family [b][i]and[/i][/b] you're hell bent on destroying it? Heh, you and I got a lot in common."
Caim put his sword back in it's sheath and continued typing,
Code:
"So, what exactly do you want to have saved for yourself? I heard that there was an army involved..."
Caim's face showed a devious grin and his patted his weapon like a favorite dog. The dragon cut in, "The fool lusts for battle. Disregard him. As to your tactics with our teammates, it might be a bit safer to alert the collective before you get your head damaged, if only for a misunderstanding."
Kazuya led the Group to the outskirts of Tokyo or what ever it was now.
To prepare for the war on the rest of the World, Bison converted the entire city into one massive Weapons Production Plant, endless rows of Factorys and Warehouses as far as the eye could see.
The Air was thick with the smell of Smelting and Hot Lead.
Towering above all the Smog was the G-Corporation HQ, the Heart of all this. "Ok, The General is hiding in Warehouse 23-B Past R&D, While as a Agent of Bison, I can move around freely, you can't so Avoid Any and all Contact with the Guards, one wrong move, we are done for. This way..." He said as he made his way forwards though the Smog.
"Doug, stay here ok, it's going to be a bit hard to hid a giant bird on the ground, and that smog dosn't look too healthy." Knife says at the outskirts of the city. "Sure thing boss, just call me and I'll be right in 'kay?"
"Gottcha, stay safe mate."
Knife and Doug fistbump (Or wingbump in Dougs case) and he takes off in a rough circit around the city. Knife watches him leave, the produces a gas mask to negate the worst of the smog. "Anyone else want one?" He asks the rest of the group, giving one to any that want them.
Dillon moved silently, the weapons he had retrieved were strapped tightly so they didn't make any noise. his boots while heavy had been built like the boots of guards, in those days guards drove prisoners insane by not talking at all they made no noise, even their boots had been silenced, the lack of noise made the prisoners go insane. His Chain-mail had been designed for a similar purpose, Dillon had made sure that, if he was careful, he could move without making a sound.
Amaya didn't need such fancy equipment her own skill was enough to prevent any noise, to her trained ears, as much as she din't want to admit it, Dillon may as well have been marching with tap-shoes, playing a trumpet.
Weapon X was following the group with equal silence, not willing to reveal itself until the last possible moment.
The T-X-D meanwhile was on a different path, in fact a slight humor came when someone almost thought he was Dillon due to it having taken his appearance, to make it slightly more striking the T-X-D had, in need of disguising itself, had donned a dark coat and shades.
However no alarm was raised, it was a save from embarrassment to the group and a mjor releif for the heroes.
Race: Pure human: maybe not anymore
Age: 18
-Male
-Nationality: Canada
-Excalibur: The holy sword itself, a powerful blade that gives him golden wings of light and awesome speed and power.
However Excalibur is also incredibly annoying, so irritating that few could barely stand him.
-Soul Resonance: ability that lets individuals sync up they're souls wavelengths, increases their fighting power, but requires incredible concentration, Dillon and Excalibur do this often together, when more people are added, Dillon's Id plays a tune on his piano, this music gives them a clear pattern to resonate with.
-Katana: just a katana, but he' getting better at wielding it.
-Golden iPod which is a marvel of technology, it seems to grant its user the ability to be much more powerful while listening to its music, it also has millions of apps and songs, and can absorb other technology (For example the communicator is now in the iPod, making it an iPhone but I'm still calling it an iPod just cause)
-Ultimate attack: "SHINING HOLLY LIGHT, VILE DEMON'S BANE ANCIENT SMITE" This is one through resonating with several souls, the spell requires Excalibur to be wielded. The attack is powerful, it seeks out an evil souls and forever banishes it to hell. this does mean that if the target isn't actually evil, the Attack does nothing, however this hasn't happened yet, so there's no way to be certain.
Weakness: While Dillon does have some powerful weapons, his own abilities are relatively natural, he sometimes appears supernatural but this is either from Excalibur or his Golden Ipod, Often Dillon gets very beat up during the fights, He i human and he is very vulnerable. What's more Excalibur is unpredictable often becoming a nuisance rather than helpful. finally when Dillon is incredibly angered he can become close minded with one goal and little regard for other events.
Dillon is usually confident with determined moral values, though sometimes his confidence becomes arrogance and his values are incompatible with the situation.
He's very emotional, often sing his emotions as his drive.
It's shown that in his head he has a war of the Ego, Super Ego and the Id, often The Id tempts the ego with desires even if those desires would come at great consequence, the Id however is under control most of the time. Dillon has shown a strange trait, whenever his id is in control his eyes become yellow with black slits and his canines elongate, however when his superego has more control his eyes are at a deeper blue.
Hair: Brown/Dirty blonde hair
Eye color: blue
Height:5.10
Body type: Skinny
Outfit: Jeans, black T-shirt, Black chain-mail that doesn't make any sound ,Dark Bullet-proof trench coat, Leather gloves with a metal band hidden along the knuckles, Black prescription Sunglasses.
Allies: The Heroes
Love: Amaya
Friends: Tomoya, Caim/Angelus, Stella, Phoenix,
Enemies: The Villains
Nemesis: Rugal(deceased),The Cartel, Spoiler (as in this space will be filled in in the future)
Unknown: Severin, Kazuya,
Trivia facts:
-Dillon is captain of the heroes base, an Airship called The Rising Dawn,
-I the user am one of the longest running posters in this forum (as in Technically I've been here the longest)
-Dillon is supposed to be good but he sometimes appears evil, chaotic evil, however despite his chaotic nature he is kind and sympathetic
The dragon looked to Caim, and muttered, "I believe we have been in this situation before, Caim. I am too large to enter here undetected. I will stay up top. Call if you need an aerial raid."
Caim patted the dragon's nose, "Course, dragon. I'll keep an eye out for that Bruiser guy." "Much appreciated."
With that, the dragon took off, and flew in the opposite direction of Doug. If the two were going to patrol the borders, they might as well cover as much as possible.
Caim on the other hand, lifted a quiet hand for a gas mask.
A long sigh came from Tomoya as he saw Tokyo. "Man I used to love this place." Tomoya commented as he saw the dystopia. "Keep undetected. Right" Tomoya said as he summoned a random cloak with cowl and equipped it. He walked to Knife and accepted the gas mask but absorbed it as he touched it. "Never know when it could come in handy." Tomoya said with a smirk but realized something. "I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Tomoya Okazaki. The Lightning Archangel...thats why I don't need the mask. Hehe Angel powers..." He chuckled as he shook Knife's hand.
"Knife 28, former Mall Fighter come inter-dimensional traveler." Knife says, returning Tomoya's handshake. "I'd say, personally, we just get to that warehouse Kazuya mentioned as fast as posable, yea?" He says in response to Puce.
Kazuya marched though the Smog, He was well used to it.
He led the group though the section of Warehouses marked with "-B" and began to head for 23. "This way..." he ordered.
***
As our heroes neared their goal, Bison was watching them walk right into his trap...
"Hey there guy! I liked your fight against Glasses back there, but I'm not digging your mechanical bits," Discord eyed the steel-blue metallic appendages that adorned the champion fighter's body. He snapped his talons, changing their color into a plaid pattern.
"All better!" he gleefully cried, wiping off his hands and floating around Bison, "You do know what's coming, don't you?" One of the draconequus's grand eyebrows rose as a shiny smile stretched across his face.
"Use for me? You talk as if I'm your puppet. Remember, you promised me an opponent worthy of my full abilities." He barely reacted to Discord's shenanigans.
"And you Will. Head for Warehouse 23-B, stay our of sight until the Son Awakens..." Bison ordered as he watched their movement from the top floor of G-Corp.
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