10-31-2016, 12:54 AM
The Bio-Weapon had reached its target; the astronomer’s lair was not far away. It watched from across the road, as a form that its senses told it was surely the target moved about inside. It coiled its hind legs in preparation, waiting for the signal from Tamer. It bristled the spines on its back, building up current in preparation for the attack. If left to its own devices, the Bio-weapon would happily have torn both the target and the entire house to shreds, and certainly it would not be a difficult task. All it needed to do was wait for the order to be given by Tamer.
The Bio-weapon was slightly puzzled that the command hadn’t been sent yet. Inserted into its bestial mind was a rudimentary understanding of its mission. The attack was supposed to be slow, ideally the astronomer was to be given enough time that he could put out a call for help, then he and any of his assistants that had stumbled into the area were to be dealt with as brutally as possible. The Bio-weapon knew all of this, even felt that it was in position to enact the attack now. But it could not. Although Tamer allowed the Bio-weapon to roam mostly unrestricted, there were a couple of key actions that Tamer would have to implant into its brain directly.
The Bio-weapon waited, tail swishing back and forth in anticipation, waiting for the signal. But it did not come. The Bio-weapon hissed in confusion and turned to look back towards tamer. Their mission’s critical moment was imminent, and Tamer was refusing to act on their opportunity. The Bio-weapon’s already beady eyes narrowed as it looked down at the situation below. Tamer was there, but there was someone else, someone the Bio-weapon didn’t recognize.
Whoever it was, they were attacking Tamer. The Bio-Weapon watched the fight with even greater intensity then it had watched the astronomer’s home. It did not particularly care what became of Tamer, but the other person was clearly a threat to the mission. The Bio-weapon screeched in challenge, as it turned towards the fight. Tamer looked up at the Bio-weapon as he retreated backwards under the assault. A glimmer of a plan flashed through Tamer’s visage, and he leapt backwards, as far away from the attacker as possible. As Tamer landed, he adjusted a dial on the gauntlet. The Bio-weapon’s mission changed, and it screeched and began bounding down the building towards the new target.
The Sage looked up as the horrific monstrosity began descending towards them. The Imperial agent smirked at him. “Get a taste of the best our scientists can do!” the man said with a laugh. There was no doubt, this man was the one controlling the beast. The Lynchpin can only hold up a garment when it remains hidden. Revealing its existence destroys its purpose, The Sage smirked back at the imperial agent. and you are a fool for showing me that. With a burst of speed, the Sage rushed his opponent, a quick swipe to the temple left the man stumbling backwards, one hand clutching his head. Without pausing, the Sage pressed the attack, delivering several blows to the reeling agent. The Sage rolled under the man’s clumsy counter and gripped him in a headlock, before twisting. The Agent collapsed, but the Sage snatched hold of his arm, and held the man’s gauntlet in front of his face.
The Bio-weapon thudded down onto the street nearby, electric current arcing between the dorsal spikes that lined its back. It stared him down, preparing to leap. The Sage stared directly back, and twisted a knob on the gauntlet. The beast’s eyes widened in surprise as the Electrical arcs grew in frequency. Its knees twinged, but it began to charge towards him. A persistent beast of a thing, aren’t you… the Sage thought and twisted the knob to its full extent. The Beast arched its back, eyes rolling backwards as the Electricity leapt about uncontrollably, totally engulfing the beast in a ball of blinding light. Civilians fled as the explosion spread across the street.
The Sage was flung against a nearby wall, which gave way in the ensuing blast. Smoke filled the street, as the Sage struggled back to his feet. Pokemon were fleeing the scene rapidly, away from the smoldering crater in the middle of the street. The Sage approached the edge, looking down at the charred corpse of the Bio-weapon. It was practically unrecognizable.
“You there!” said a gruff voice, and the Sage turned to see a man he could only assume was the astronomer, peering out from one of the windows of a nearby building. “what is the meaning of this?”
The Sage turned to face the man, and headed towards the door of the building. “I will explain it to you inside sir, I am afraid you are the target of assassination.”
The Bio-weapon was slightly puzzled that the command hadn’t been sent yet. Inserted into its bestial mind was a rudimentary understanding of its mission. The attack was supposed to be slow, ideally the astronomer was to be given enough time that he could put out a call for help, then he and any of his assistants that had stumbled into the area were to be dealt with as brutally as possible. The Bio-weapon knew all of this, even felt that it was in position to enact the attack now. But it could not. Although Tamer allowed the Bio-weapon to roam mostly unrestricted, there were a couple of key actions that Tamer would have to implant into its brain directly.
The Bio-weapon waited, tail swishing back and forth in anticipation, waiting for the signal. But it did not come. The Bio-weapon hissed in confusion and turned to look back towards tamer. Their mission’s critical moment was imminent, and Tamer was refusing to act on their opportunity. The Bio-weapon’s already beady eyes narrowed as it looked down at the situation below. Tamer was there, but there was someone else, someone the Bio-weapon didn’t recognize.
Whoever it was, they were attacking Tamer. The Bio-Weapon watched the fight with even greater intensity then it had watched the astronomer’s home. It did not particularly care what became of Tamer, but the other person was clearly a threat to the mission. The Bio-weapon screeched in challenge, as it turned towards the fight. Tamer looked up at the Bio-weapon as he retreated backwards under the assault. A glimmer of a plan flashed through Tamer’s visage, and he leapt backwards, as far away from the attacker as possible. As Tamer landed, he adjusted a dial on the gauntlet. The Bio-weapon’s mission changed, and it screeched and began bounding down the building towards the new target.
The Sage looked up as the horrific monstrosity began descending towards them. The Imperial agent smirked at him. “Get a taste of the best our scientists can do!” the man said with a laugh. There was no doubt, this man was the one controlling the beast. The Lynchpin can only hold up a garment when it remains hidden. Revealing its existence destroys its purpose, The Sage smirked back at the imperial agent. and you are a fool for showing me that. With a burst of speed, the Sage rushed his opponent, a quick swipe to the temple left the man stumbling backwards, one hand clutching his head. Without pausing, the Sage pressed the attack, delivering several blows to the reeling agent. The Sage rolled under the man’s clumsy counter and gripped him in a headlock, before twisting. The Agent collapsed, but the Sage snatched hold of his arm, and held the man’s gauntlet in front of his face.
The Bio-weapon thudded down onto the street nearby, electric current arcing between the dorsal spikes that lined its back. It stared him down, preparing to leap. The Sage stared directly back, and twisted a knob on the gauntlet. The beast’s eyes widened in surprise as the Electrical arcs grew in frequency. Its knees twinged, but it began to charge towards him. A persistent beast of a thing, aren’t you… the Sage thought and twisted the knob to its full extent. The Beast arched its back, eyes rolling backwards as the Electricity leapt about uncontrollably, totally engulfing the beast in a ball of blinding light. Civilians fled as the explosion spread across the street.
The Sage was flung against a nearby wall, which gave way in the ensuing blast. Smoke filled the street, as the Sage struggled back to his feet. Pokemon were fleeing the scene rapidly, away from the smoldering crater in the middle of the street. The Sage approached the edge, looking down at the charred corpse of the Bio-weapon. It was practically unrecognizable.
“You there!” said a gruff voice, and the Sage turned to see a man he could only assume was the astronomer, peering out from one of the windows of a nearby building. “what is the meaning of this?”
The Sage turned to face the man, and headed towards the door of the building. “I will explain it to you inside sir, I am afraid you are the target of assassination.”
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