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[color=crimson]Dark Tomoya.[/color]
Location: Blackhawke, Command Center.
Time: [color=crimson]"Whatever I feel like."[/color]
The command center of the Blackhawke was more empty then last time we had visited it back with light Tomoya. The walls were washed but a red splatter still remained from when Dark Tomoya attacked everyone. Dark Tomoya stood in front of his Command chair huffing and puffing, seeming scared of something. Two officers were in front of him, one carrying a long box and the other a small box. Both made from the strongest angel metal they could find. Dark Tomoya was going to lock up the only objects that were keeping him from full power.
In a few seconds a light bursted from Dark Tomoya's chest. Pain screamed all through out Dark Tomoya's body but it only seemed that the dark figure was smirking. Reaching inside his chest and grabbing something, Dark Tomoya began to pull out what looked like a handle of a weapon. Gasping one last time, D.Tomoya pulled the whole weapon out of his chest and blood flowed out like a leak. A metal sound came from the floor where D.Tomoya dropped the weapon, it was Tomoya's original sword which he called "Halo" the lightning katana. Immediately and without a second to spare a third officer picked up the weapon and placed it in the long metal box.
Laughing for a brief second Dark Tomoya thrust his hand into his chest once more and a few seconds later a loud snap came from the pit of light coming from his chest. Once more D.Tomoya laughed crazily as he pulled out a bloody yet white and sleek magnum and place it in the long box beside the sword.
"Least...I finally get to retire these guys." D.Tomoya said as he kicked his Commander's chair and left a hard dent in the side of it. With his hands covered in blood he knew where his last problem was before he could get rid of the light for good.
Pulling out a random knife from one of the officers, D.Tomoya shoved the blade straight into one of his eyes which splattered the officers in front of him. None of them dared not to make a single emotion in front of him.
"GET OUT OF MEEE YOU BAAASTARD!" Dark Tomoya said as he pulled the knife out with his eye, but on the very end was a ball of light. Placing the knife in the small box with this eye and stone, all of the officers closed each box and placed a dark chain surrounding them.
D.Tomoya sighed as he slumped back onto his chair and dark lightning swirled around him. The officers looked like they were about to help him but they suddenly saw that D.Tomoya's face and chest already healed.
"Prepare a small undetectable ship for me...I need to throw these things away." Dark Tomoya said to the three officers which scattered straight away. A second later a now corrupted Storm-178 stood in front of D.T.
"Need any troops?" He said casually which Dark Tomoya responded by waving his hand side to side.
"Nah...this is something personal."
An hour later.
Location: Mayan Temple, South America.
Time: Sunset.
A small undetectable shuttle hovered miles high above a small clearing a few hundred meters away from the Mayan temple.
"I'll call your ass when I'm done." Dark Tomoya said as he shoved the small metal box in his pocket and slung the strap of the larger long box on his back. Dark Tomoya fell out of the shuttle, along the way down he could only remember the first time he came to this place.
Summoning his wings at the very last second, D.Tomoya came hovering above the ground. Stepping on the ground, Dark Tomoya looked around and saw what looked like remains from a fire long ago and a wreckage from a superbike which had been claimed by the jungle. Dark Tomoya smirked as he saw the object but shook his head. Picking up the bike, Dark Tomoya tested to see if it still worked but had no dice when he tried to start it up. Sighing at this fact, D.Tomoya called in the shuttle to pick it up when he calls him back.
Walking for a minute or two Dark Tomoya came to what looked like a Mayan Temple, which had been partly ruined by past events.
