The Ultimate Organization III+.5

They finally made it to the ship docks. Pharell wasn't looking for speed today, but durability. He was expecting to encounter some heavy firepower. Finding a large ship, he immediately rushed at the Ulfire soldiers in it's entrance way.

The soldiers weren't expecting to encounter any prisoners there, and stumbled to find their blasters. Pharell managed to tackle one to the floor and the other shot. Perfect. Pharell raised the cuffs up...and the cuff were burnt to a crisp. Pharell was free.

Pharell quickly took out the last soldier, and started the ship up.

 

OOC: Sorry guys, I feel really bad. Especially since what I was doing last night was practically worthless. Teaching kids to fish, or what not. It was more like trying to get them to not touch and eat the dead ones...

 

OOC: You should feel bad. You should feel very very bad.

 

OOC: Yeah, whatever.

BIC: Highwind stretched. "We're almost there it seems like..."

A scream erupted from ahead.

"Um, that sounded like Tyre," Highwind said slowly. "Maybe we should check it out..."

 

"Oh yeah," Skinnar replied.

 

"Try not to act like this is killing you," Highwind sighed. "I don't really want to be here either, but..."

Highwind began walking forward, pausing every now and then to sniff the air.

 

Xane just walked around, looking for a direct path in the maze of ruins that lie before him.

***

Pharell was starting the ship up, letting it levitate off of the ground, before deciding what to do with the soldiers still left on board.

 

Xardius sighed. "Xane, where are we going? I can't even see the castle anymore..."

***

The sound of chains clanging on the ground echoed behind Bellatrix...

 

"I don't know," Xane shrugged. "I was figuring you could tell me."

***

Pharell scratched his chin while contemplating his decision on what to do with the soldiers.

 

OOC: Xane, what character best personifies Raijin? I'm trying to do a Brotherhood sig, but I don't know what Ecko or Raijin looks like...

BIC: Xardius sighed. "Well, let's see: I think that the castle is that way."

He pointed. "Behind that really tall pile of junk that's blocking our view..."

He walked over to it, and climbed up on it. "Hey, I see Wing..."

He waved. "WING! Hmm, guess he can't hear me. OK, Xane, after we get over this, we only have about a mile or so of straight path to where Wing is!"

 

OOC: Uh, hold on. I'll P.M you a link.

BIC: THat's good to know," Xane said, starting to climb over the structure.

***
"We're lost," Mellodia grunted.

"We're not lost...," Venture noted. "I'm sure we haven't passed by this particular rock before."


"I really hope you know where we're going," Mellodia said.

"Trust me," Venture assured. "I know all too well..."

 

"Its a real shame, this whole sitch," Pocketman commented.

 

OOC: Sorry, had to do some chores.

BIC: Xardius slid down the other side, and kept walking.

***

Wirdikov sat reading War of the Worlds with interest. Scourge nudged him with a shoe, and Wirdikov looked up.

"Yes, what is it?" Wirdikov asked.

"You should get out of here," Scourge muttered. "They got rid of your double."

Wirdikov placed a bookmark in his book. "Very well. I wish I could stay and fight but...It's time for the old characters to go and disappear."

"Skinnar took your double's body," Scourge said. "I'm not sure what he's planning with it."

"I had you use my blood for a purpose," Wirdikov said. "There's no way they could really beat me in their state, so I gave them the chance to beat me otherwise..."

Scourge shook his head. "You're not a nice person, you know that?"

"Coming from you that seems nostalgic," Wirdikov smiled. "It's been surprisingly nice knowing you, Rune."

Scourge waved a hand. "Whatever..."

Wirdikov smiled and opened a portal. "Die well, my friend."

As the portal closed behind Wirdikov, Scourge began laughing, his eyes blazing golden red.

 

Xane finally climbed over, seeing Venture and Mellodia wlaking not too far away.

***

Under a pile of wires, scraps of metal, and other things that resmbled some type of heavy machinery, a hand rose out of the scrap heap. Ravakov had survived the fall.

Coughing up smoke, he decided to give a call to Enigma to tell him the situation. Unfortunately he felt as if he was drunk, as he staggered with smoke rising from his ash covered clothing to the explosion the amchine's destruction caused.

"This is Ravakov paging Commanding Lieutenant Enigma, sir!" Ravakov said drowsily. "Ultimate Nobodies have taken down tin can. Am going to second station now, Comrade Sergeant Enigma, sir!" Ravakov said, before coughing up yet another smoke cloud and falling face first onto the mud, unconscious.

 

"Actually," Enigma said, stepping out of a portal and closing his cell phone. "It's acting leader of the Brotherhood, second only to Scourge himself. But you probably didn't know that, so I'll forgive you."

Enigma sighed, and pressed two fingers to Ravakov's temple. Ravakov's eyes blinked open.

"I'll drop you off," Enigma said as he helped Ravakov to his feet. "I have to check on Kardas, who's near there anyway."

 

Pocketman, AKA Ulian Ecko did a peppy jig...

 

OOC: Nulix, you got an Ecko pic for my sig?

And you might have missed Wirdikov not really being dead...

:P

BIC: Xardius kept walking. Then he stopped, confused. "There's something wrong, Xane. Although this road seems to be going straight, we're heading somewhere to the left...Towards that small building...Is that Alyt?"

OOC: Yes, we can continue with Alyt now...

 

OOC: Ravakov has an idea of Enigma's rank. He's just a little...Out of it right now.

BIC: "I see her too," Xane said. "Let's meet up with her and the others."

***

"Alright, here's my plan," Pharell started, finally. I'm going to comandeer the ship. The rest of you will do whatever the hell you want back on this communications-less Ulfire base.

With that, Pharell forcefully threw Ecko and the soldiers out of the ship. Soon after, he was firing the ship's canons at the other ships docked there, destroying any other means of leaving the Ulfire base...At least any means that Pharell knew of.

 

OOC: No, no I don't.

BIC: Pocketman did the Pocketman dance™.

***

Alyt still stood with the person...

 

OOC: Then he's not going to be in it...*BLAH*

And of course, it pretty much seems like Enigma's a bad guy now...or is he? We don't even really know what his powers are.....................I think I'm scared.

BIC: Dyran Dirge turned. "Your friends are coming. But I didn't offer this to them...Go inside."

***

Xardius' eyes narrowed. "Isn't that that Dyran fellow?"

Xardius began walking faster. "What's he doing with Alyt?"