The Ultimate Organization III

None of the lieutenants responded. The Cadet raised his hands slowly. "I guess they aren't too worried," Nulix muttered, "If the Virus is this project they should be..."

 

"Any idea of what we have to do?" Xane asked Nulix.

 

"Stay in a hotel, wait for them to get info, then we jump this gang?" Nulix muttered. One of the lieutenants walked over to the group, "Hey guys, can I talk to you for a second, over there in the private stalls?" The lieutenant asked.

 

Xane frowned. "Uh, yeah, I guess."

 

"Alright, cool guys," The lieutenant said, escorting the two of them to the private stalls. Once they were they're, the lieutenant pulled two pistols out, aiming one at Nulix and one at Xane. "Alright, now. You ain't Brad, and you ain't Zach. I knew those two. Most of the guards knew those two. Now who the hell are you?"

 

"We're the people who just saved your life," Xane said, kicking the lieutenant in the stomach, causing him to double over.

 

"Are you friends or enemy's?!" The lieutenant yelled, drawing the attention of the other shipmates. "Thats all I wanna know..."

 

"When we're done with our mission here, you'll thank us," Xane explained. "And that's all I'm gonna say."

 

"You ain't gonna get your mission done unless you answer the goddamn question!" The lieutenant yelled. "Commander Beau ain't gonna waste time on you, thrown overboard is what I'm talking about! Now who are you!"

 

"You want to know the truth?" Xane asked, getting agitated. "We're the Ultimate Organization."

 

"Alright, was that so hard..." The lieutenant muttered. "I'm Alpha Sudds, navigation... why are ya'll here pretending to be Brad and Zach?"

 

"Sorry, we thought we were labeled enemies of this world," Xane shrugged. "We're impersonating them to obtain the weapon the gang stole. We believe it might be some type of living weapon known as the Virus."

 

"You guys ain't enemy's of the world, neither is the rest of the Sora System," Alpha explained, "Ulfire ain't at war with Sora, its just has high tension with it. We can't arrest you just for being in the Ulfire system, not without a reason... and as for stealing the experiment, I really can't let you do that."

 

OOC: Sorry. Had to leave for a while.

BIC: "We're not really stealing it," Xane said. "Do you even know what it odes?"

 

OOC:Grr....Database errors keep eating up my posts.

 

OOC: I know. That's why I'm starting to copy each post I make, before I send it in.

 

OOC: Hrmphle. I can't believe your bad luck, Jaxed.

BIC: Xardius was hiding somewhere nearby.

Alpha shrugged. "It doesn't matter. It belongs to Ulfire."

Xardius rolled his eyes, and muttered. "Doesn't matter if we take it or not, all we need is a piece of it..."

 

OOC: Database error.

BIC: "A piece of it?" Xane asked.

 

Alpha rolled his eyes, "Jesus Christ. You can't chip off a peice of a weapon, you'll only have gears and crap, idiot. Look, ya'll can't go around steelin' things. Not Ulfire things. So, you better reconsider or I'm gonna have to do my duty as a crew member and report ya'll to Commander Beau."

 

"Gears?" Xane asked. "The Virus isn't mechanical. It's what it sounds like. It's a Virus. It's alive."