The check point on the other side of Coruscant’s gate picked up that something had passed through. Its machines and men became alerted to Ash’s presence the moment she crossed the line. The instruments to detect intruders or just guest in general light up, needles fluttering along the gauges visible to those watching them. Specifically, a scientist, Jack Shadi, had to lift his head over an enormous machine to look on at who had arrived. Whoever they were, he was getting a high electric reading off of them.

He laid his eyes on a pair of pretty near perfect rounded ass cheeks. It hadn’t been his intention to look at her butt first. He quickly flustered behind his thick-framed glasses and directed his gaze to the rest of her. Slender, small framed, curved in places that implied she past puberty. Her meatier thighs were wrapped up in denim which fought to do so. Her toned calves and down were covered in black shiny leather. Her shirt, what little there was, was light pink and shredded like she’d ripped it in half before putting it on to suit her needs.

Despite the intact pants, he noted there was a lot of skin showing. At first, he thought it was a shirt under her shirt, but noticed very quickly that they grey-purple coloring that mimicked deep bruising was her flesh.

She rose from her lying down position on the bike, her flat bottom boots slamming against the ground as her body rolled sexually up a straddle position over the bike. Her hand came up and through her long black hair, brushing it back and out of her face. He noted the ebony black horns that came in front of her head like a natural tiara, and lastly the thin tail that ended in a heart looking arrow tip.

He watched her stick out her tongue, then pull it back while exhaling carefully to form a large pink orb about the size of her head. It popped after the layers of gum became too thinly stretched, then deflated anti-climatically against her chin. All while it does, she tries to collect it back in her mouth as quickly as possible. When the expended bubble was put back into a wet wad in her mouth she grinned.

“Sup boys?” The Storm Demon sang before winking over at one of the more heavily armed men.

While Ash was for sure in a hurry to finish her business between her and Harlan come hell or high water this time, she wouldn't dream of going in lacking any style. Once she was outside of Camelot she took a moment or five to herself to revision her ride.

Just like the horse, she opted for something more streamlined that would work best for single players. Not like that stopped Leon. Where the last beast was flesh and bone, this one was leather and chrome. Its curves are apparent, its power hidden, and its wheels had inner bright pink lights. The paint job was midnight blue into royal purple.

She also summoned a pack of bubble gum, the fruitest flavor that passed through her augmented mind. She tossed back a large rectangular cube and quickly began to chew on it as she started tapping on her cyberdeck. She blew at least three bubbles before she found the files she’d been seeking out.

She hit play and as a subtle beat timed inside her head directly, she climbed onto her motorcycle so that she straddled it. She grabbed the handles at the same time that she kicked the stand back and lowered her bruised crotch against the seat. While still not the usual ideal position to be in, it left a smile on her face as she revved the engine to life.

Ash had to lay across the gas tank, her body pressing into the cold metal, not unlike whens he lays her chest against the curve of her bed-mate’s back. She popped another bubble with her gum before pushing her foot off the ground to set against the pedal while twisting the handles and accelerating to the full eighty miles per hour allowed by mounts. As she was carried off across the vast blank space, her bike left a streak of hot pink in her wake!


Hours later she could finally see the break in the endless white, a dot she'd been focused on since passing the fountain of infinity was no longer a speck in the distance but a full-blown gateway to whatever may come. As she approached, two imposing white plastic soldiers stood on either side of it. She barely noticed them as they blended in so well with the background, foreground, sky, and floor. She didn't even slow down, her path was clear and unhindered.

Tier Four. Belle had to sigh. Of all the places in the verses, of all the places in Coruscant, it had to be here.

It was night, as it almost always was on this level of Coruscant. Buried three layers deep beneath the verse's surface, the yawning darkness above was devoid of starlight, filled instead by the glitter of headlights as hovercars flitter to and fro. On the upper tiers, they at least projected the holographic visage of a sky above to trick you into thinking you were anything more than a buried bug under the ground. On Tier Four, however, illusions were reserved for the wealthy. And the closer you got to the center of the Tier, the brighter those illusions became; towers rose, shining brightly, seeming like the fingers of giants reaching upward, as if trying to scrape its way out of the earth. Streets radiated outward like spokes, each one named for a different gemstone - a seemingly literal road of riches.

Such dreams faded quickly, however, ebbing into a sea of low, drab, run down buildings. Neon lights advetised escapes of all kinds - in bottles, in needles, in flesh - their harsh glow playing across the hollow eyes below. It was here that the Empire had placed her upon her waking in the Omniverse. It was here that the Empire disposed of its trash.

Belle wasn't sure how long she had been among the Tier's uncountable homeless. She did know, hoever, that if she hadn't been rescued by her friend, Lily, that she probably would have been rotting in a gutter by now.

The club that the men had retreated to wasn't exactly hiding: its front face took up an entire block. Harsh blue lights flooded the street, flashing. Bright white letters stroked themselves across the canvas of bulbs as if from a painter's brush, spelling out the name: Junior's.

"Not exactly hiding, is he?" Belle muttered, squinting her eyes against the glare. Even the Midnight Rose wasn't this annoying.

"Like I said, he's not the kind of guy that's hard to find. Junior isn't exactly the subtle type," Yang explained, shrugging. "Looks like he's been enjoying himself here. Heh. I wonder if the door is any stronger than it used to be."

Belle sighed. "I was going to ask if you wanted to go in quiet or go in loud," she said. "Stupid question, I guess." As in-your-face as the club entry was, it might as well have been a whisper in a firecracker factory compared to Yang's seeming approach to, well, everything.

"Can we at least try talking before making things go boom?" Miss Marvel suggested. The woman was getting plenty of stares from passersby. Belle couldn't exactly blame them - on these streets, the superheroine did look like she was advertising some fetish wear instead of declaring herself a symbol of justice.

Belle glanced at Alex, only to find him already looking at her. Again. He kept doing that. "Do I have something on my face? Or ass?" she asked, frowning.

Alex held up his hands, opening his mouth to say something, but was interrupted as Miss Marvel let out a loud sigh. "Guess not," she said.

Belle looked around to see that Yang was already gone from their side. Not only that, she was already across the street, her hands on the transparisteel doors. With a mighty heave, she threw them open, slamming the two guards on the other side and sending them flying.

“Hey, boys!" Yang sang, her cheeky grin flashing from behind her yellow curtain of hair. "Guess whoooos baaaaack!”

0800 Hours- Vektan Time

A hologram on the giant digital plasma screen showed a headline:

“BREAKING NEWS: HERA VISARI SPEAKS ON NEW HELGHAN POLICIES AND MUCH MORE.”

More to come, later in the day.

The ISA reporter cleared his throat and moved his orange handkerchief to the side.

“In other news, today’s Vektan City forecast is hot and sunny, with slight chance of rain”

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Thomas Sinclair turned his eyes toward the holoscreen after the brief new newscast about New Helghan had been read.

“Alright, Lucas. I’m expecting you today to find some ISA stuck in a hostage situation. You know what to do and what happens should you get captured.

Lucas was quiet. His bluish eyes were cold and calculating as he tried to observe his father figure’s movements. After everything was explained, something happened.

The Shadow Marshall was about to head out for the mission when he just …

Disappeared.

Where to? Nobody knows.
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Lucas found his sight returning slowly. His vision was blurry as he tried to gather his bearings.

“Shit. This is bad timing, Hey, you hear me?!”

Nothing responded.

This was bad. Where was he? Was this New Helghan, was this Vekta?

He grew tense as he looked up to see a bald headed figure.

“Who are you?!”

Quote:“My name is Omni. This is not the world you know. This is the Omniverse. You interest me, so I have made you part of it. The Omniverse is a place that reflects the wishes of those who are part of it. But! There are rules. I will explain them only once, so listen carefully.”

Omni hands you a glimmering orb in which all the colors of the rainbow coalesce. “This is Omnilium. It’s what ties the Omniverse together. Without it, you are nothing. With it, anything you desire can be yours. But you will need more than this. If you desire it enough, you will find it. You will find that using it comes naturally. Just think of what you desire most.

“You will not be alone in the Omniverse. There are others. Of course, they, too desire Omnilium. Do not fear death. For as long as you interest me, you will be reborn.

“That’s all you need to know right now. You’ll figure out the rest soon enough. I’ll be watching … and waiting.”

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Name: Lucas Kellan
Spent OM: 5,500
Consumed OM: 0
Proficiencies (2000): Physical Strength (1000), Ranged Proficiency (1000)
Powers (2600/8000): Master Acrobat (400), Stealth (1200), Suppression (1000)
Moves (900): M32 Combat Knife (600) StA61 Vultur with Silencer- (300)
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Character Appearance:

Lucas’s inner appearance is hardly noticeable due to his full body suit and his helmet and mask. You can see his bluish eyes, however.




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Faction in the Omniverse: Unknown

Current Info on Shadow 1-8:
Name: Shadow 1-8
Age: 27
Faction: VSA
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<b>Moves</b>

M32 Combat Knife- 600 OM( Requires Physical and Ranged Proficiency)



A sharp, hard hitting 13' blade. This blade is a hardened, wear-resistant cobalt/chromium alloy, which ensures that it has a long life and doesn't chip.Dangerous in the hands of a Shadow Marshall such as Lucas. Standard Issue Shadow Marshall Combat Knife used in continual hand to hand combat. Being a Shadow Marshall, he can sneak up on the back of a unsuspecting victim.

Also useful for cutting down various items.

The enemy must be in close range in order to use the attack.

He can also throw the knife at a enemy.

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SR44 Spoor -600 OM (Ranged Proficiency)

The LSR44 Spoor provides a unique hybrid of carbon and sniper rifle. Its firing mechanism uses an electronic rail-based technology that fires bullets at high speed (as fast as a sniper rifle). The design features open rails to vent built-up plasma to prevent damage to the firing system due to heat. It contains 24 bullets per magazine and can fire 10 bullets per second, taking a couple of seconds to reload. Alternatively, the LSR44 Spoor can act like a rail gun. By flicking a switch and then holding down the trigger for 3 seconds, the gun can charge up a more powerful shot. This uses up 12 shots together to power the stronger blast and has a fairly high recoil. It can be toggled between firing modes almost instantly.

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It was a fresh and new day, Klaud’s body was still aching all over from her run in with that creepy old man. Her loyal companion however did not seem to be bothered by it anymore, Lau jimin was his old cheerful self once again. The former commander arrived at the Nexus, the central hub of the omniverse and the fastest, quickest way to the vasty deep. Even though she had been searching the tropical verse in the past she now received actual location coordinates from one of her scientists, Reever finally pulled through.

The Nexus was quiet and uneventful, every now and then she noticed other inhabitants of the Omniverse travel through the emptiness to reach the portal of their choice. Klaud did not have time to simply walk across this ocean of paleness, she took her time to summon a vehicle to quickly travel the distance to the other gate. It took some time but when the exorcist finished molding the omnilium a brand new silver bike had appeared before her eyes. Lau climbed up onto her shoulders, the little critter seemed excited, he clearly knew what was about to happen. The femme fatale put her helmet on, strapped her uniform tight and moved her leg across the motorbike saddle. With a single push of the button the engine of the machine purred like a wild tiger. Even in its stationary it sounded like a powerful turbine powering up. Lau got in position, Klaud made sure he was strapped down before taking of. A single rev of the engine took over the silence of the verse. A second rev was heard when the exorcist took off on the silver racer.

The vehicle was fast, but not fast enough for the daredevil’s taste, she was in a hurry. Due to the lack of scenery her mind started to drift off, back to where she first met Christa, before they started on their adventure to find Omni. If she had known what she does now, she would’ve never joined the pursuit of knowledge, many secondaries lost their lives during their travel. Friends were buried, enemies were left behind and wishes came true at the most highest of cost. But at the end, she did make it, and through this experience she bonded with some of the most strangest people she had ever had the pleasure of calling friends.

Now one of these friends was in danger, she had been for a long time and managed to reach out to Klaud. Her message did not sound like the Christa she once knew, things must have happened to the adventurer, perhaps it had something to do with that crazy sister of hers. Hopefully she would find out soon enough.

At the horizon her destination appeared, the gate of the vasty deeps was just up ahead. A feeling in the pit of her stomach told her this was the start of something greater, she just hoped it wouldn’t be as crazy an endeavour as before. The silver speedster came to a halt mere meters before the magical portal. No one else was around. The commander placed Lau on her shoulder before making the vehicle disperse into thousands of Omnilium shards.
“I’m coming for you Christa.”
The exorcist went through the portal, Reever had better be right this time.

As they once more approached the bustling city that was the verse of Coruscant,  Unicron wished that Rafael was stronger than he was. This was wished even more so as they made their way towards one of the elevators that would lead to one of the lower tiers. Unicron had convinced Rafael that if they were to get strong enough for the Abyss Event, Rafael was going to need some serious practice between now and then. In addition, he was also going to need to learn to get more powerful with the manipulation of Dark Energon. Sure the power Rafael could use was but a mere fraction of the power Unicron could use, but it was a start. The boy needed a lot of work before he could become the heir of Unicron, but with time and effort he could perhaps surpass the Chaos Bringer. All they needed to do was make sure that he lived long enough in the Omniverse in order to facilitate his goals. One of the goals involved Rafael developing several new weapons and capabilities beyond what he had now. Of course with the Dark Energon techniques Unicron was working on teaching Rafael, the chances of Rafael actually winning at Dante's Abyss were stronger than they were beforehand. Obviously he was not going to let Rafael depend on him to do the work there. No, the work would be done by Rafael instead of Unicron, a test to see if Rafael had what it took to make sure that he could triumph. 

Admittedly Rafael had made a lot of head way, but nowhere near the levels the Chaos Bringer wanted. Survival of them both dictated that he was going to have to become strong enough to compete in DA and win. Of course the competition was only a means to an end. Learning about the other Primes of the Omniverse was an invaluable opportunity in and of itself, if Unicron were to be honest. Plus, if the rumors were true the place was supposed to have many rare books.