05-16-2015, 03:04 AM
“Okay! Who’s ready to get their shots?!” questioned a Trooper from behind the tables. He then placed a syringe, filled with a cyan colored substance, into a gun shaped device before continuing, “Okay, I’ll need two lines. One for the Primes here, and another for Secondaries there. Hustle up, we don’t have all day!”
“Nn-needles? Ii-I hate needles!” the young chunin, known only as Obito, stammered as he took a few steps backwards.
“Scared of needles? You know, you Primes aren’t half as bad as I had expected.” another’s voice carried from over Obito’s shoulder as the young Ninja now felt a hand’s presence there; Obito allowed it. The hand on his shoulder belonged to Cadet Anderson, who proceeded to lean in closer to Obito, close enough that his remarks were limited to Obito’s ears alone, “Although, I wouldn’t let that other one fall asleep on me.” He indicated Sasuke Uchiha as he spoke, “Those snakes were no joke. Corporal Smith was not kidding around earlier. Frank is dead and he’s not coming back.”
Anderson’s words caused Obito to focus his vison on Sasuke at the thought. The Cadet passed him to join the other secondaries for their shots and the Ninja in question, Sasuke, was standing off away from the group. His aloof demeanor gave the impression he had grown bored with the whole situation causing an image of Kakashi to flash in Obito’s mind. He realized now where he had encountered this kind of persona before.
“Oh, don’t be such a girl. You’re Uchiha, aren’t you?” Sasuke taunted as he proceeded to the indicated booth, flashing his famous Uchiha grin as he passed the other shinobi.
“Tch!” expressed a frustrated Obito and as if to not be out done, he promptly followed his fellow Ninja of the Leaf, falling in line behind him to await his shot.
“Hold up! Wait just a second…“, Arnold began as he eyed the outpost Trooper with suspicion, “Dante’s Abyss most certainly is starting today, it’s the first day of signups. That date released by the media is a hoax, made to be a grand surprise and in fact, the Imperial Storm Trooper Fleet is in charge of the events security… What unit did you say you were with?”
The outpost trooper stared blankly at the Commander, but before Hammond could receive an answer, a static, buzzing noise sounded from within his helmet, through his transmitter, “Commander Hammond, come in Commander Hammond. This Imperial center with the Capitol, are you there? Over.”
Interrupted, the veteran Commander let out a grunt as he began walking, moving his position away from the outpost and answered, “Hammond here, go ahead.” Afterwards, he quickly turned back to face the Primes with a shout, “Don’t do anything until I get over there! That’s an order!”
Sasuke peered over his shoulder, putting the leader of the white armored men in sight; his face expressed defiance. He didn’t know who this ‘Hammond’ character thought he was, but as the guy had already stated himself, Sasuke hadn’t broken any of their laws, so, for him to be barking orders at him… Sasuke didn’t take well to this. Sasuke was fine to be used as a tool to achieve another’s goals, for this was the way of the Shinobi, however, he had proclaimed no allegiances to this Empire and as the raven haired assassin saw it, they hadn’t done anything to warrant the right to call on his aid.
The artificial voice sounded from inside Arnold Hammond’s helmet, drawing his attention away once more, “Prisoner #744,023-LPXJ-5,178 has been released to Imperial Supervised Probation. Prisoner in question is a Prime and under Imperial Code Alpha 1077-“
“I know the damn code!” this time it was Arnold who interrupted the electronic voice, “So, you have a Trustee and you want me to babysit, is that it? Well, I don’t mind, send ‘em on down, but know this, just cause he’s a Prime don’t mean he’s ready and I’m not responsible if Omni don’t like him and don’t send him back!”
“Yes Commander. Noted. -And Commander, we firmly agree with you and your way of doing things. Make us proud, he’ll be awaiting your arrival for debriefing in the Alpha Dog Barracks.”
Hammond smirked in response to the flattery he had received from the Capitol, for it was a common, bittersweet taste in his mouth; empty compliments from pencil pushers who knew not the burdens they caused from their ‘comfy’ seats of office, but he shrugged it off, as he always did, “No, that’s no good. I got a feeling that…” the commander paused as he shot a look over his shoulder at Sasuke and party before continuing, “Yea… If that Trustee wants to start working some of that debt off, now’s as good as a time as ever. Send him to this outpost, I’ll send the coordinates now.”
---
After a moment of indecision, Sasuke finally stepped away from the outpost trooper and his vaccine. Although reluctant, he had decided following Hammond’s orders were probably in his best interest. He knew these soldiers had stated he HAD to get the shot in order to enter and he HAD to enter to locate Itachi. Plus was certain his brother was here, only a matter of tracking him down, however, every trooper who had come into contact with Hammond seemed to treat him with either one of two things, respect or fear. The Vaccine obviously wasn’t the only thing that could prevent Sasuke from entering; prevent Sasuke from finding his target. Sasuke concluded that being on Arnold Hammond’s good side was just as vital to progressing his search as the vaccine seemed to be. So, irritated though he was, wait for the Commander he would.
---
“Uhh, sorry sir… But, uhh, a Handler has already been dispatched…” the voice, almost nervous, responded to Hammond’s request while checking to confirm with their records.
“A Handler? I didn’t submit a request for a Handler… On who’s orders?” Arnold questioned as he placed his gloved hand to his helmet.
“Uhh, right!..., loooooo-kkkkking o-veeeerr his f-iles ow… Letzzzzz zzee… Uh-h…” the electronic voice now coming in all scrambled.
“Spit it out!” the Commander demanded!
“H-hre reiiiiiiiiit **Crack** is! Rri-gh-, t-he’s being **Kkkk—kkk** ested by Hadler, Sent -oooooooosef.” The voice sounding like a static, whizzing mess.
“Repeat that. I didn’t get that last bit. Over.” spoke a frustrated Arnold Hammond as he slapped the upside of his helmet.
“He’s being escorted by Handler, Sergeant Josef. Over.” the electronic voice suddenly crystal clear.
“Damn Nexus.” Hammond cursed before continuing, “What the hell is going on around here? Do you have his com-link there?”
“Yes, I’ll put you through now.” replied the voice over helmet transmitter.
“Thank you.” sighed the aged Storm Trooper.
---
“So, we’re not getting shots? Seriously, are you messing with me? I really don’t like needles!” Obito declared as he too followed Sasuke away from the booth. However, before Sasuke could respond, he came under assault!
“NOT SO FAST, YOU LITTLE PUNKS!!!” screeched one of the outpost Troopers as he lunged towards Sasuke and drove the vaccine needle into his neck.
**PRICK!!!**
Sasuke’s eyes widened and his pupils dilated as Cadet Anderson turned to see what the commotion was all about.
“NOW, YOU’RE TURN!!!” the enemy roared as he charged Obito!
The Cadet couldn’t believe his eyes. Troopers were attacking Primes? He had a distaste for them sure, but the Empire regarded Primes highly… what was going on here?
Sasuke, faster than the assailant, intervened, pushing Obito from harm’s way, but took the second injection in his shoulder as a consequence.
**PRICK!!!**
Sasuke’s vision fluttered before his pupils vacated, leaving only the whites of his eyes. He fell to his knees, motionless.
Cadet Anderson had seen enough. Murder was murder! What would the Commander do? Anderson unholstered his firearm.
---
A static noise sounded in Hammond’s helmet once more, “You’re in.”
“Great.” He replied before addressing the new channel, “Sergeant Josef, this is Sergeant Commander, Arnold Hammond of the Imperial Fleet, Division Fountain Detail: Alpha. Do you read me?”
"Reading you loud and clear, Commander Hammond" the soldier on the other end confirmed.
“Do you have that Trustee with you? Over.” asked the Commander.
"Mhmm...” the other end confirmed again, this time the voice sounding louder.
“Great, bring that Trustee to this outpost, I’ll send the coordinates now.” ordered the Commander.
“Copy that, we'll bring him through" the transmitter cut off.
“Okay, now that that’s over…” Arnold said as he turned to face his new Prime Arrivals and under the cover of his helmet’s visor, his jaw hit the floor in response to what his eyes revealed to him. Before him lay one of the Primes, lifeless, on the white surface known as the Nexus floor and the other, displaying a fit of acrobatics, was under siege by way of blaster fire!
Arnold couldn’t believe what he was seeing, although his gut had been giving him a foreboding feeling and was why he had requested that the Trustee come straight here in the first place(better their necks than ours, he figured), but even so, he hadn’t expected this.
Not only that, but the commotion had drawn out more of the misshapen looking Storm Troopers from the within the post.
Corporal Cody, Arnold’s second in command, flanked his Sergeant’s right, “Looks like the shit just caved in. Who-raa! You ready boss’man? What’s the order.” He moved with such efficiency, quickly aiming down the sights of his potential targets.
Without missing a beat Arnold began directing his platoon into action, “Set your blasters to stun, I want to take them alive. Even the scum wearing our armor. Also, I want all of you to take off your helmets.” They did so. “Now, fire on any Trooper wearing their helmet.” Stunned, most of the platoon members faced their Commander for confirmation. Arnold returned their looks with a fire in his eyes.
Enraged, Corporal Cody spoke up at this, “You’re siding with these Prime scum?! You want me to fire on my fellow officers?!”
The Commander responded simply with, “Take a closer look Corporal. Those uniforms are a forgery. Those aren’t the standard issue. Also, where is Cadet Anderson?”
Amongst the chaos the Cadet could be seen firing upon the other Troopers.
“Not only that,” Arnold continued, “who among you hasn’t been anticipating Dante’s Abyss? Any of you get confused on when it starts?”
The platoon shared looks amongst each other before they all nodded in agreement. Dante’s Abyss was the biggest thing to happen to the Omniverse since the Banishment of Diablo, there wasn’t a single soldier of Coruscant who hadn’t been briefed on their involvement with the event. Whoever these guys were, they weren’t the multi-colored blooded Storm Troopers they were; they were fakes!
Cody grunted.
Arnold smirked from under his visor as he spoke once more, “-And lastly, even if I am wrong, you’ll have your blasters set to stun.”
Arnold surveyed his men before commanding his platoon once more, “Now, the new Prime arrivals are our first priority, protect them at all costs. Well, you have your orders men, let’s bag ‘em and tag ‘em, MOVE OUT!!!”
“RIGHT!!!” his men all shouted in unison as they sprang fourth into action!
Arnold unholstered his own blaster in order to secure the missions success, however, just as he was about to engage in battle a static, buzzing noise sounded from within his helmet once more, “Sir, sir! We have incoming! A Vehicle from the east! Over.”
Arnold recognized the voice to be his Scout Officer immediately and responded with, “Great timing, it’s probably a Prime Trustee straight from the Capitol. Clear a path for them!”
“Yes sir!” was all that responded.
**PHEW** **PHEW**
Blaster fire rained down upon the, ever elusive Shinobi of the Leaf; his image a blur of oranges and blues as he dodged beam after beam. One of the beams, however, managed to explode directly underneath Obito as he was landing, causing the Shinobi to lose his grace; taking a tumble.
**PHEW** **PHEW**
Beams sought after Obito with ill intent as he managed to rebound, taking control, and transitioning back into the acrobatic display of dodging. Nimble as ever, he seemed to elude the blaster fire with ease now and in fact, began to mount a counter assault. The youth, bounding through the air, planted his left hand to the Nexus surface, removed a trio of shuirken from his person with his right, and whilst holding the handstand he channeled all his might and chakra fourth, allowing him to pole-vault himself high into the air. Obito grinned overhead as he unleashed a barrage of shuriken upon his attackers.
Landing without noise, the young Ninja accessed his handiwork; two of the attackers had been injured by shuriken. He placed his hands on his hips as his confidence swelled up, “Is that all you got?!”
**SMASH**
As soon as the words left Obito’s mouth, a fist belonging to Sasuke slammed into it. The one eyed Ninja hit the floor, taking some bad bounces before he was able to catch himself. He rubbed his lip; his hand coming away red from blood.
“What the hell? What was that all about?!” Obito exclaimed in astonishment at his fellow Shinobi of the Leaf.
Sasuke, without a word, rushed Obito with great haste; his pupils still not present within his eyes. Quickly closing the distant between them, Sasuke fired one hell of a right cross at his fellow Uchiha!
“Nn-needles? Ii-I hate needles!” the young chunin, known only as Obito, stammered as he took a few steps backwards.
“Scared of needles? You know, you Primes aren’t half as bad as I had expected.” another’s voice carried from over Obito’s shoulder as the young Ninja now felt a hand’s presence there; Obito allowed it. The hand on his shoulder belonged to Cadet Anderson, who proceeded to lean in closer to Obito, close enough that his remarks were limited to Obito’s ears alone, “Although, I wouldn’t let that other one fall asleep on me.” He indicated Sasuke Uchiha as he spoke, “Those snakes were no joke. Corporal Smith was not kidding around earlier. Frank is dead and he’s not coming back.”
Anderson’s words caused Obito to focus his vison on Sasuke at the thought. The Cadet passed him to join the other secondaries for their shots and the Ninja in question, Sasuke, was standing off away from the group. His aloof demeanor gave the impression he had grown bored with the whole situation causing an image of Kakashi to flash in Obito’s mind. He realized now where he had encountered this kind of persona before.
“Oh, don’t be such a girl. You’re Uchiha, aren’t you?” Sasuke taunted as he proceeded to the indicated booth, flashing his famous Uchiha grin as he passed the other shinobi.
“Tch!” expressed a frustrated Obito and as if to not be out done, he promptly followed his fellow Ninja of the Leaf, falling in line behind him to await his shot.
“Hold up! Wait just a second…“, Arnold began as he eyed the outpost Trooper with suspicion, “Dante’s Abyss most certainly is starting today, it’s the first day of signups. That date released by the media is a hoax, made to be a grand surprise and in fact, the Imperial Storm Trooper Fleet is in charge of the events security… What unit did you say you were with?”
The outpost trooper stared blankly at the Commander, but before Hammond could receive an answer, a static, buzzing noise sounded from within his helmet, through his transmitter, “Commander Hammond, come in Commander Hammond. This Imperial center with the Capitol, are you there? Over.”
Interrupted, the veteran Commander let out a grunt as he began walking, moving his position away from the outpost and answered, “Hammond here, go ahead.” Afterwards, he quickly turned back to face the Primes with a shout, “Don’t do anything until I get over there! That’s an order!”
Sasuke peered over his shoulder, putting the leader of the white armored men in sight; his face expressed defiance. He didn’t know who this ‘Hammond’ character thought he was, but as the guy had already stated himself, Sasuke hadn’t broken any of their laws, so, for him to be barking orders at him… Sasuke didn’t take well to this. Sasuke was fine to be used as a tool to achieve another’s goals, for this was the way of the Shinobi, however, he had proclaimed no allegiances to this Empire and as the raven haired assassin saw it, they hadn’t done anything to warrant the right to call on his aid.
The artificial voice sounded from inside Arnold Hammond’s helmet, drawing his attention away once more, “Prisoner #744,023-LPXJ-5,178 has been released to Imperial Supervised Probation. Prisoner in question is a Prime and under Imperial Code Alpha 1077-“
“I know the damn code!” this time it was Arnold who interrupted the electronic voice, “So, you have a Trustee and you want me to babysit, is that it? Well, I don’t mind, send ‘em on down, but know this, just cause he’s a Prime don’t mean he’s ready and I’m not responsible if Omni don’t like him and don’t send him back!”
“Yes Commander. Noted. -And Commander, we firmly agree with you and your way of doing things. Make us proud, he’ll be awaiting your arrival for debriefing in the Alpha Dog Barracks.”
Hammond smirked in response to the flattery he had received from the Capitol, for it was a common, bittersweet taste in his mouth; empty compliments from pencil pushers who knew not the burdens they caused from their ‘comfy’ seats of office, but he shrugged it off, as he always did, “No, that’s no good. I got a feeling that…” the commander paused as he shot a look over his shoulder at Sasuke and party before continuing, “Yea… If that Trustee wants to start working some of that debt off, now’s as good as a time as ever. Send him to this outpost, I’ll send the coordinates now.”
---
After a moment of indecision, Sasuke finally stepped away from the outpost trooper and his vaccine. Although reluctant, he had decided following Hammond’s orders were probably in his best interest. He knew these soldiers had stated he HAD to get the shot in order to enter and he HAD to enter to locate Itachi. Plus was certain his brother was here, only a matter of tracking him down, however, every trooper who had come into contact with Hammond seemed to treat him with either one of two things, respect or fear. The Vaccine obviously wasn’t the only thing that could prevent Sasuke from entering; prevent Sasuke from finding his target. Sasuke concluded that being on Arnold Hammond’s good side was just as vital to progressing his search as the vaccine seemed to be. So, irritated though he was, wait for the Commander he would.
---
“Uhh, sorry sir… But, uhh, a Handler has already been dispatched…” the voice, almost nervous, responded to Hammond’s request while checking to confirm with their records.
“A Handler? I didn’t submit a request for a Handler… On who’s orders?” Arnold questioned as he placed his gloved hand to his helmet.
“Uhh, right!..., loooooo-kkkkking o-veeeerr his f-iles ow… Letzzzzz zzee… Uh-h…” the electronic voice now coming in all scrambled.
“Spit it out!” the Commander demanded!
“H-hre reiiiiiiiiit **Crack** is! Rri-gh-, t-he’s being **Kkkk—kkk** ested by Hadler, Sent -oooooooosef.” The voice sounding like a static, whizzing mess.
“Repeat that. I didn’t get that last bit. Over.” spoke a frustrated Arnold Hammond as he slapped the upside of his helmet.
“He’s being escorted by Handler, Sergeant Josef. Over.” the electronic voice suddenly crystal clear.
“Damn Nexus.” Hammond cursed before continuing, “What the hell is going on around here? Do you have his com-link there?”
“Yes, I’ll put you through now.” replied the voice over helmet transmitter.
“Thank you.” sighed the aged Storm Trooper.
---
“So, we’re not getting shots? Seriously, are you messing with me? I really don’t like needles!” Obito declared as he too followed Sasuke away from the booth. However, before Sasuke could respond, he came under assault!
“NOT SO FAST, YOU LITTLE PUNKS!!!” screeched one of the outpost Troopers as he lunged towards Sasuke and drove the vaccine needle into his neck.
**PRICK!!!**
Sasuke’s eyes widened and his pupils dilated as Cadet Anderson turned to see what the commotion was all about.
“NOW, YOU’RE TURN!!!” the enemy roared as he charged Obito!
The Cadet couldn’t believe his eyes. Troopers were attacking Primes? He had a distaste for them sure, but the Empire regarded Primes highly… what was going on here?
Sasuke, faster than the assailant, intervened, pushing Obito from harm’s way, but took the second injection in his shoulder as a consequence.
**PRICK!!!**
Sasuke’s vision fluttered before his pupils vacated, leaving only the whites of his eyes. He fell to his knees, motionless.
Cadet Anderson had seen enough. Murder was murder! What would the Commander do? Anderson unholstered his firearm.
---
A static noise sounded in Hammond’s helmet once more, “You’re in.”
“Great.” He replied before addressing the new channel, “Sergeant Josef, this is Sergeant Commander, Arnold Hammond of the Imperial Fleet, Division Fountain Detail: Alpha. Do you read me?”
"Reading you loud and clear, Commander Hammond" the soldier on the other end confirmed.
“Do you have that Trustee with you? Over.” asked the Commander.
"Mhmm...” the other end confirmed again, this time the voice sounding louder.
“Great, bring that Trustee to this outpost, I’ll send the coordinates now.” ordered the Commander.
“Copy that, we'll bring him through" the transmitter cut off.
“Okay, now that that’s over…” Arnold said as he turned to face his new Prime Arrivals and under the cover of his helmet’s visor, his jaw hit the floor in response to what his eyes revealed to him. Before him lay one of the Primes, lifeless, on the white surface known as the Nexus floor and the other, displaying a fit of acrobatics, was under siege by way of blaster fire!
Arnold couldn’t believe what he was seeing, although his gut had been giving him a foreboding feeling and was why he had requested that the Trustee come straight here in the first place(better their necks than ours, he figured), but even so, he hadn’t expected this.
Not only that, but the commotion had drawn out more of the misshapen looking Storm Troopers from the within the post.
Corporal Cody, Arnold’s second in command, flanked his Sergeant’s right, “Looks like the shit just caved in. Who-raa! You ready boss’man? What’s the order.” He moved with such efficiency, quickly aiming down the sights of his potential targets.
Without missing a beat Arnold began directing his platoon into action, “Set your blasters to stun, I want to take them alive. Even the scum wearing our armor. Also, I want all of you to take off your helmets.” They did so. “Now, fire on any Trooper wearing their helmet.” Stunned, most of the platoon members faced their Commander for confirmation. Arnold returned their looks with a fire in his eyes.
Enraged, Corporal Cody spoke up at this, “You’re siding with these Prime scum?! You want me to fire on my fellow officers?!”
The Commander responded simply with, “Take a closer look Corporal. Those uniforms are a forgery. Those aren’t the standard issue. Also, where is Cadet Anderson?”
Amongst the chaos the Cadet could be seen firing upon the other Troopers.
“Not only that,” Arnold continued, “who among you hasn’t been anticipating Dante’s Abyss? Any of you get confused on when it starts?”
The platoon shared looks amongst each other before they all nodded in agreement. Dante’s Abyss was the biggest thing to happen to the Omniverse since the Banishment of Diablo, there wasn’t a single soldier of Coruscant who hadn’t been briefed on their involvement with the event. Whoever these guys were, they weren’t the multi-colored blooded Storm Troopers they were; they were fakes!
Cody grunted.
Arnold smirked from under his visor as he spoke once more, “-And lastly, even if I am wrong, you’ll have your blasters set to stun.”
Arnold surveyed his men before commanding his platoon once more, “Now, the new Prime arrivals are our first priority, protect them at all costs. Well, you have your orders men, let’s bag ‘em and tag ‘em, MOVE OUT!!!”
“RIGHT!!!” his men all shouted in unison as they sprang fourth into action!
Arnold unholstered his own blaster in order to secure the missions success, however, just as he was about to engage in battle a static, buzzing noise sounded from within his helmet once more, “Sir, sir! We have incoming! A Vehicle from the east! Over.”
Arnold recognized the voice to be his Scout Officer immediately and responded with, “Great timing, it’s probably a Prime Trustee straight from the Capitol. Clear a path for them!”
“Yes sir!” was all that responded.
**PHEW** **PHEW**
Blaster fire rained down upon the, ever elusive Shinobi of the Leaf; his image a blur of oranges and blues as he dodged beam after beam. One of the beams, however, managed to explode directly underneath Obito as he was landing, causing the Shinobi to lose his grace; taking a tumble.
**PHEW** **PHEW**
Beams sought after Obito with ill intent as he managed to rebound, taking control, and transitioning back into the acrobatic display of dodging. Nimble as ever, he seemed to elude the blaster fire with ease now and in fact, began to mount a counter assault. The youth, bounding through the air, planted his left hand to the Nexus surface, removed a trio of shuirken from his person with his right, and whilst holding the handstand he channeled all his might and chakra fourth, allowing him to pole-vault himself high into the air. Obito grinned overhead as he unleashed a barrage of shuriken upon his attackers.
Landing without noise, the young Ninja accessed his handiwork; two of the attackers had been injured by shuriken. He placed his hands on his hips as his confidence swelled up, “Is that all you got?!”
**SMASH**
As soon as the words left Obito’s mouth, a fist belonging to Sasuke slammed into it. The one eyed Ninja hit the floor, taking some bad bounces before he was able to catch himself. He rubbed his lip; his hand coming away red from blood.
“What the hell? What was that all about?!” Obito exclaimed in astonishment at his fellow Shinobi of the Leaf.
Sasuke, without a word, rushed Obito with great haste; his pupils still not present within his eyes. Quickly closing the distant between them, Sasuke fired one hell of a right cross at his fellow Uchiha!
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