The Ultimate Organization III

OOC: I've got nothing, yet...

BIC: Xane wandered across the heavily populated town.

 

OOC: Me neither.

BIC: "Lets get to the station," Niles muttered, "Get some fuel."

 

"Go ahead and lead us to it," Xane nodded.

 

Niles led them to it...

 

OOC: Thanks guys

BIC:

Wing front flipped and landed lightly on the next platform. He looked down to see the Image of Vecked. Not the Vecked he knew now, but the Vecked he had first met in Midgar all those years ago.


"Vecked..." Wing said, sadness in his voice. He knew it wasn't really Vecked that he'd be fighting, but the thought of it just made him sick.

THe image changed and Wing was standing in the Ruins of Midgar. Vecked stood opposite him on the remains of a house, a dark friut in his hand. He smiled at Wing, the necklace Wing had given him fell from the isdie of his shirt, and Wing knew that he wouldn't be fighting the prince. No to pass this challenge, he'd have to eat the Dark Fruit and kill whatever manifested.

"This is it..." He said picking up the fruit.

OOC: gotta go, test tomorrow. see ya

 

OOC: See ya Wing...

BIC: As they approached the gas station, Xane noticed two figures approaching them. One of them was Allan Acteon. The other he didn't recognize.

 

OOC: Bye Wing.

BIC: Niles did the crazy dance in the darkest corners of his mind as the two approached...

 

OOC: You can make up the other one....

BIC: Noticing Niles, Allan spoke. "You're wearing U.P.A attire," he said. "Perhaps you could help me out, buddy."

 

OOC: Blah... I'm not in a character creating mode... but I'll do it anyway.

BIC: Niles nodded, "Sure, its my job. What can I help you with, friend?"

 

"Been looking all over for those criminals in the Ultimate Organization," Allan said. "I had 'em in my sights, but...they escaped. I know the U.P.A wants any help they can get in catching these guys, so I was hoping if I could use some of the U.P.A's tech to help me out."

 

"Yeah... yeah, we don't wanna help you." Niles replied, before turning back to the fuel tanks...

OOC: And its not only because Niles is helping the UO out that he denied Allan, the U.P.A. actually doesn't want them harmed...

 

OOC: You've said that before, but I have trouble believing it. Anyway, I gotta go. See ya later.

 

OOC: I'm here...a little late, but still...YOU DIDN'T ALL HAVE TO LEAVE!

BIC: Tera Roth woke up after everyone else had gone. His phone was beeping.

He checked the voice mail.

"Tera, it's Highwind. Call me back when you get this."

Tera Roth shrugged, and with a few taps of his fingers, Highwind's phone was ringing.

"Tera?" Highwind asked.

"The one and only," Tera Roth said, rummaging through the cupboards in search of cereal he liked.

"We've got trouble..." Highwind muttered. "We're...pinned down..."

"By what?" Tera Roth asked, surprised but not really worried.

"You'll never believe this," Highwind said. "It's Wirdikov. The guy we've been tracking is Wirdikov."

Tera Roth choked. "What!?"

"That was my reaction," Highwind growled, "but then...Hold on, I'll have to call you back."

Just before the phone clicked off, Tera Roth heard gunshots.

"What is going on!?" Tera Roth said, his fist clenching. He looked down as his phone beeped again. The message was from Patrick.

Bad news. Brotherhood...heading your way. Big army force. We're organizing the Knights, but...we're not going to get there in time. Be careful. They have some form of Atomos...possibly what's been killing the other worlds...

Tera Roth paled, and headed for the small storage area in the back, where his armor and sword lay...

 

Niles paid for the fuel...

 

Allan then walked towards Alyt. "You're wearing Knight's armor. And an old model at that...You woulnd't happen to know the whereabouts of the UO, would you?"

 

Tera Roth raced through the streets, decked in brown and black armor, an upgrade to his original Guardian armor.

He checked his map every now and then, as well as his phone, which Patrick had updated with a 20 minutes till they're there. Get out of there, Tera.

OOC: Oh, by the way, I won't be here tonight. Only for about twenty minutes now.

 

Alyt shook her head, "The Knights aren't helping those criminals, thank you very much. We are just here to fight against the Brotherhood like anyone with a weapon should."

 

"Then you wouldn't mind if I interrogate the rest of your group, then?" Allan asked.

 

"Hey, stop harassing the lady," an old man called. "Didn't you hear her? You should be fighting against the Brotherhood! Haven't you heard about the mass killings?"

 

"Yes, yes we would," Niles replied, stepping in front of Allan. "As a double honor citizen, and my Knight friend here being a Silver honor citizen, and these people being in our party. You, a badly dressed citizen, have no right to interrogate us in any way, shape, or form."

Niles smiled, "Good day, and good luck with your life."

Niles turned as he heard about some mass killings. "What are you talking about, old man?" He called...