Revolutionizing War

[Rigor.Mortis]

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The city was breath taking from above. The lights shone against the blackness of night and buildings reached high enough to touch the heavens. It was a concrete jungle of crime, and recently mystery concerning a creature that had been running around atop the buildings. Some people who had witnessed it described it as a demon, gliding with husks of wings and golden glowing eyes above the crowds. Others said it was like a cheshire cat, its mouth and eyes visible, but nothing else, oddly enough, no one could take a guess at what it actually was, other than it was not natural, and seemed dark. A few people had disappeared since it's appearance.

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Kaiser Maksimos had left his office to see this new experiment that the other scientists had been whispering about. He funded their research as the owner of the company, and the last time he hadn't kept track of things, Wray Gotlieb's creation wreaked havoc upon them all. Of all people, Kaiser Maksimos knew better than most how dangerous it was to play God. He walked in where the second experiment was contained. He looked over the scientist in charge of the project. "Does it understand its objectives clearly?"

The scientist looked to his superior, fidgeting with the pen in his hands. "I think so.. Like I told you before, this creation is still not perfect.. Maybe if that research hadn't been destroyed..." he drifted off almost longingly for the information lost at the hands of Experiment 11-9. "You know Wray was a bright mind... Brighter than all of us.."

Kaiser exchanged a stern look with him, and the man's eyes shifted to the floor. "So what's wrong with it?" he muttered, stepping forward to its cell. He studied the thing. It was male, reptilian, and green. "It certainly looks like it can get the job done."

The scientist continued looking at the floor. "Unfortunately, it's still an animal... And being rushed and without a foundation, we've yet to figure out how to make it a perfect blend. While it is very good at killing and capturing, it lacks the logic to weigh decisions... And at times can be very.. Primal."

"Well, so long as it does its job, I don't care. It better understand that we do not care for publicity, so it can't be just walking the streets."

"A-a-as I said Mr. Maksimos, it's very qualified for the job, I'm only worried Experiment 11-9 realizes it can outwit him." The scientist seemed a little unsure of himself as he spoke. "Thankfully, we've developed a serum that will help suppress the Hunter's primal urges. After we regulate him, which he's close to being now on it, he should be able to consciously take it and function just like you or I. In that case, we'll just have to hope he doesn't miss his injections on his own time."

"Very well." The dark haired man smirked looking into the cell. "The Hunter is it?" he questioned the creature before him. "You ready to hunt for me?"

[Tezztor Ne'taku]

His fierce green eyes followed the human outside the cage like a hawk, measuring every movement as closely as prey. These humans were impudent fools to him suggesting that he should obey their commands like he were some kind of dog. Inside he seethed with anger and fury, desiring only to tear apart and feed on the corpses of those that stood before him. However despite his emotions and desires something soothed him in ways he could not understand or comprehend. He almost felt compelled to complete their task to prove his mettle and follow their little scheme. Turmoil ebbed and flowed inside him as this sense of control overcame his primal senses. He did not comprehend why they were there or why he was where he was the only thing he knew for sure is there was something out there and he had the utmost desire to rend the flesh from his bones. This creature he was certain he had never met and yet he felt almost a kin-like bond with this experiment as if they knew each other their entire lives. This serum they injected him with was taking its toll, as time passed the rage subsided to be controlled by logic and pinpoint tactical precision. He was a master of what he did but even he was not completely sure what that was yet.

He growled at the one talking to him without thought, as if by instinct. He hated this person like a super hero's arch nemesis but did not know why. "Whatever lies out there I will take care of. Nobody will stand in my way not even you." he hissed as his muscles tensed, ready to strike. He growled fiercely and menacingly at the man but they both knew he would not attack, not while under the effects of the serum. Though a time bomb he remained, a killer bred for a single purpose: To hunt down. The reptilian's mind flared with images of this experiment he was after, all his mind and body hell bent on its utter ruin. "I will not fail"

[Rigor.Mortis]

"Good." Kaiser smirked. "That's the kind of morale we need. Though, I never intended to get in your way to begin with. Make daddy proud and bring him back that unruly child." He stepped back from the cell and looked to the scientist who he had been speaking with before and jerked his head, indicating the release of the Hunter. The scientist looked at him questionably, but followed orders despite his doubts when Kaiser cut his eyes at him. He unlocked the cell and opened the door, stepping back beside Kasier to let the creature step out. He readied a belt coupled with a pouch of liquid capsules for the Hunter. Kaiser kept a sharp eye on the creature as he stood. "You'll have to continue taking these pills if you want to complete your task," Kasier announced over the bustle of scientists behind him. "It's a serum that keeps your mind sharp; clear... Like we need. Without it, you are an imperfect experiment and will not succeed in your tasks. In fact, you might just cause a bigger mess then 11-9 has." He stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Be sure to take these when ever you're feeling a little muddled or too angry to think.." The scientist looked up to Kaiser.
"I've already explained everything to him, sir." He put his head down as if saying that was an act of rebellion, but went unpunished when Kaiser smiled in return.
"Good luck, Hunter." he merely said.

[korocho]

Thrown into the pitch black room, he looked around barely seeing if there was anything around him. Before his eyes could adjust, a bright screen appeared before him, blinding him for a moment. It was his boss, his master, the owner of what he called his life. With a irritated grunt. he stood in front of the screen waiting for his orders.

"Hello Number 5009. We are all glad that you choose to agree with our proposition. Your job it to capture what we call Experiment 11-9. Alive." he said as blurred pictured showed up. "We have not been able to capture it yet, and anyone else died trying to get this photos." A pause.

Another light appeared showing a small table. He walked up to it to find a gun and a box of tranquilizers.

"I suppose that I'm suppose to knock him out with this? I doubt it's strong enough." he said loading the bullet and testing the gun out. The recoil was a bit too strong. "Nevermind. It'll work" he said with a grin. "Now back to my part of the deal. Are you freeing my people!?" he asked looking at the screen.

"Why of course! You're risking your life, so of course we'll keep our promise. Here." the man said as he disappeared form the screen. A couple seconds of darkness before something new popped up. It showed people coming out of big vans. He recognize the place as his home.

"Okay. I see it. Now give me some information to where to go to find this 11-9" he asked slipping the gun into his holster.

"Go east. With the phone you have, we'll be sending you information on it daily. Good bye Number 5009" the man said before the screen turned black. A few minute passed as the opened, revealing the open air. He was in a empty plain. He grunted as he walked east to find his prey.

[Tezztor Ne'taku]

The large, seven and a half foot raptor stepped out of the cage his face ablaze with the fury of the hunt. While he may of seemed savage to those around him he was actually very calm and calculated, as least as long as the serum kept its effect. In truth he was always calculated and deadly but being unfinished as he was they didn't have time to suppress the primal instinct native to his species which was based on Ostrommaysi but mixed with a dose of mythical dragon for flavor. Quick like a snake's strike he lashed out his claw and grabbed the scientist around the wrist that was holding the serum belt, digging in his claws threateningly. As the scientist whimpered he pulled his scaled lips back into a smile. "Weak, soft and undisciplined. You'd of been dead before you felt life escape your lips in a curse of agony." he mocked coldly before taking the belt and fastening it around him. He turned his gaze to the man in charge who looked hesitantly at him, but not in the eye. The scientists knew not to look him in the eye, it would only infuriate him. The best way was to look a bit down, offering dominion to the raptor as a acknowledgement of his primal instincts. Kaiser raised his hand which bore a large pack of weaponry and other equipment, "Take this raptor and get to work." he said plainly to which the raptor merely nodded and pushed past.

The reptilian made his way out of the confines of the lab through a secret passage he was instructed to use which would lead outside to a secluded area from which he could strike out without drawing attention. He was now on the loose and there would only be hell to pay for this escaped experiment he was to hunt down.

[Zero Creativity]

The rain pattered the dull gray streets. Though they were always dull and gray, they seemed more dull and more gray today due to the thick gray clouds that loomed overhead. A guard, the new recruit to replace the guard which had vanished a few days before opened the glass door to the Cafe. "Hey, rusty you going to stand out in the rain all day or are you coming in?" The creature moved a bit. So he was a bit out of date, didn't mean he was rusty. "Chances of seeing the target are 44%. What if I were to step out of the rain and miss it. If i turn my back at anytime it could slip by." He'd been watching the streets for the last week. People had been scared of him and refused to walk by him the guards. The three of them simply made up a story, they stated he was a security machine and that even the military were using them. It calmed people but it wasn't true and even with the lie to secure 3738 people still walked on the other side of the street; or would simply avoid the intersection all together.
"Come on, I doubt the thing would be running the streets in rain like this." Thunder cracked overhead which caused the rookie to flinch he took a deep breath and tried to reason, not that it mattered. The kid was soft and caring most new recruits were. "Assumption is inaccurate. With rain this heavy, prey would be easier to target being as they wouldn't be found in large groups. Prey being the weak individuals that wander the streets. Rain also reduces Visibility, making it hard to see the action when one is attacked." 3837 scanned the roofs tops, his goggles shield the sensitive eyes underneath from the rain. They also did a few other things to allow him to see through the rain but nothing special. "But wouldn't the rain also make it hard to run and stuff, and if the rain cuts our visibility, wouldn't it also cut the things visibility?" The rookie shrugged as he spoke, now unsure of himself and ready to give up. "Incorrect." He shifted to better view the roof tops to his right. The rookie went to say more but was tapped on the shoulder by another guard.
"Kid, that is machine, you can't argue with it."
"Well it was worth a try, Sarge." The rookie shrugged as the glass door closed the noises and voices being drown out and muffled till it was eventually drown out. With another shift 3837 scanned the roof tops another time, the out of date machine making a humming sound as his head turned. "I dislike rain." He mumbled.

(I tried)

[Rigor.Mortis]

11-9 hunched on the edge of the rooftop, perched on the head of a gargoyle looking down over the city. The gray of the building perfectly matched her skin as rain hit it. Her scales were dull, the color of stone, and she looked as if she were part of the statue she rested on. The only thing that gave her away was her brilliant yellow eyes scanning the streets. She'd been out a few days on her own since she had temporarily ran away from the last residence she was a part of. The creature there was like her in the sense that he was scaley, but he was also strange. A collector of sorts, corpses were often sat in his run down home and treated as guests. He had been fixated on her, and the last time she'd spoken to him, it ended with a saw pressed against her throat and her attacking him out of defense. He was nice. Bitter sometimes, but often confused. She trusted him, but recently she had been uneasy because his behavior was changing. She was the first live thing he'd been around in a long time. Looking down on the streets, she remembered why she hated the creatures that scurried around like ants. Since she'd been sitting there in that one location, she had witnessed more than one crime done for no reason at all. She growled and wondered where she should be going. She had purpose at Romei's place somewhat. Even guidance. Now she was lost.

[jammings]

Limply dangling from her four legged instrument of transportation, Aura lowered to a brilliant colored hunk of sheet metal. It was attacked by a fury of snakes from her bracelets to be beaten and cleaned of rust. Then a vacuum snake finally chewed it up and dumped it in her data banks.
The rain that night was the first shower she'd had in a few days, maybe weeks, she couldn't keep up with time with her new addiction. Beautiful crunchy metal has proven a great thread of her new series of inventions. Her boss had funded a new line of her 'construct bots'.
This cheap crumbly metal only lasted under working condition for 3 weeks exactly, but during those 21 days, the bot works till it was dragging on with only its head left. They were a great income for the company, but of course Aura only saw 1% of it, 30% went everything that was protecting her making them: layers for her many cases of trespassing and stealing, body guards for just being body guards, and her medicine; and the rest went straight to the top of the ladder.

[~Eternal Melancholy;;]

"Req, get yo' ass ova here and fix ma' arm." Yelled a burly looking man with scars criss-crossing his arms in haphazard patterns. The lupine/feline hybrid sighed from behind his mask. Being assigned trauma duty for those operating 'underneath the radar' kind of sucked. Especially when you got the idiots like Rex over there who won't quit making an ass out of himself until you stitch 'em up. But when push comes to shove, you do what you're told.

"So...how'd you get these?" Requiem asked as he slowly cleansed the multiple lacerations with an antiseptic.
"Been fighting another experiment gone wrong in training?"

"Naw, I fought me an escapee. Pretty damn intense, I tell ya'." He grinned as he recounted his daring fight with yet another savage beast. It was almost funny. Almost.
Rex was part of the security team that scoured the sewers every night to round up the few runaways that escape from the growing number of labs in the city. One of which was currently funding the hospital Requiem was working at. Of course there was no direct hand in administration, but the company must have felt it nice to keep a little influence in its territory. It also didn't hurt that some of the experiments were useful or talented in certain areas, like Requiem and his innate medical affinity. Not that it was doing any good sewing up the bodies of macho-men and women who went out their to catch the 'crimes against God' like himself.

[Zero Creativity]

3837 scanned the roof tops once more, and through all the times he passed it up he gave a pause at the two glowing yellow lights that hung above the gargoyle. They moved, he saw them move, they definitely moved. A grid appeared over his vision via the goggles and zoomed where the two floating lights were. After passing them off as something reflecting off of something else, it finally caught his attention. What if what he had been waiting for had been watching him. Did it see him scratch his head? It was embarrassing when people watched him scratch his head. Why? He didn't know, he just didn't like it when others watched him. Most of all how long had it been watching him?
The rookie in the cafe had been watching him, and after 5 minutes of one word responses to the Sargent and staring at 3837. He swallowed and spoke. "What... Is he staring at?" The sarge looked over at the rookie then out at 3837. With a shrug he spoke in a low tone. "A bird maybe? Or what if he found that thing he's been lookin' for..?" They both glanced quickly over to James who wasn't there, with and equally quick glance at each other they gave a scan of the room. Not seeing him they again looked at each other then out at 3837, only to see James standing there also staring up. "Think they'll drown like that?" Sarge said with a chuckle looking next to him only to see that he rookie was now also standing next to 3837 staring up at the sky with binoculars. "How did he..?" The sarge gave a sigh, stood slowly, and drifted out to also stare at the sky to see what was so fascinating. He shoved open the door, and stood next to James looking up at the building. "What are we looking at?" Everyone was quiet. James leaned over to the Sargent. "The gargoyle has headlights." The Sargent gave two blinks, a quickly 'are you crazy' glance over at James, then up at the gargoyle on the build. He was right. 3837 spoke up. "Probability of that being Experiment 11-9 is high... 62.3875962-"
"Yeah we get it..." Sarge had cut him. Do you really think that, is the... uh... well the experiment?" He had uncertainty in his voice mixed with a little bit of confusion. Till this moment he had though it was a rumor, or the monster was some crazy cereal killer.
"I do not believe it would attack 3 armed men and a security bot." 3837 spoke with his usual confidence.
"I do." The rookie countered.
"And you have been wrong on more then on occasion. If i had walked into the Cafe when you asked me to I would never had noticed the lights."
"Got me there.." The rookie shrugged, binoculars still focused on the gargoyle, more the lights above the gargoyle. "What should we do?" The Sargent absorbed the rookies question for a few moments, his thoughts interrupted by James who at some point had stared yelling & screaming in the middle of the intersection, his arms waving frantically up to where everyone was looking. "Headlight monster!! You should come down here and... uh..." The man froze for a moment almost staring blankly before starting again. "You should come down here and have some coffee or beer with us!! Though it's a cafe and they don't serve alcohol, I had to bring my own, but it's been in a cooler and it's still cold!!" The rookie and Sargent both gave a very wide eyed stare at James. "Carter, he's lost his mind.." The rookie blinked, nodded and replied. "I believe he has Sargent. Is he drunk?"
"Yes." 3837 spoke abruptly. Carter looked up at 3837 then up even more at the experiment. "Don't you have like... Chest gun or a mouth cannon or something? In case it attacks"
"Chest gun?" 3837 responded, the uncertainty was clear.
"Yes like a rocket or lazer or machine gun that-"
"Son I think your imagination is a little wild." Sarge's glance didn't move from James who was still in the street screaming his head off. But his facial expression said it all.
"Yeah you're right sarge. So what do we do if it is the experiment?"
"Well James would get it coffee or liquor. Me, I'd shoot it, but it's not my call, it's his." Sarge motioned to 3837 who hadn't moved sense he'd seen it.
3837 hummed a bit his glaze shifting from the lights to James then back to the lights. "It's actions with James will determine our own. If it attacks James we will gun it down. If it greets James with lack of hostility. We will return the favor. If it does nothing we will do nothing. If it retreats we will pursue. If it attacks us during pursuit we will counter, if it get's defensive we will back off enough to offer it a chance to come with us to the Janus Labs. If it refuses we will gun it down... if it accepts we will escort it. If it attempts to flees during escort we will gun it down. If it attacks us during escort, we will gun it down. If it attacks us after it accepts James' offer, we will gun it down. If it does anything we do not want it to do we will gun it down." Carter and sarge had both lifted their eye brows at 3837. "I suddenly like this thing. But what if we can't kill it, or can't chase it?" The sarge spoke turning his gaze back up at the lights that hadn't moved much during their conversation. 3837 twitched. "We'll be able to chase it. The reason I haven't looked away is because Janus labs it locking the co-ordinates in place. It's DNA signal will be tracked from satellite."

[Rigor.Mortis]

11-9 realized that she had been noticed by what seemed to be a man.. He was waving like an idiot, yelling about a drink of some sort. She sat there, frozen in place, unsure of what to do as she had never been spotted before. At first she had thought that he was talking to someone else, but there was no mistake when others joined him to look at her. She simply stared at him, her unchanging eyes, focusing on him and the other three that were with him, or at least trying to through the rain. Romei had warned her to stay out of sight, and she knew better than to just wander on the streets when there were people on them. The humans would no more welcome her than a group of starving raptors. She growled again, somewhat disgusted with the four looking up at her... The way she figured it, they were probably cops of some kind investigating the disappearances.. Or people who had clung to rumors that flew around the city, and were trying to prove their worth against the "monster" in the papers.

Clinging her tail around the gargoyle, she quickly closed her eyes and swung under him, wedging herself into his lap and camouflaging her body simultaneously, hoping that one swift move could throw them off and make them think she fled in the opposite direction. She was invisible to the naked eye now that her eyes were closed and there was no longer a silhouette of her against the sky. Again, she hoped that the rain had made her shifting unreadable, as if she had fled. If not, she would have to fight or run.

[jammings]

Aura search with vacant eyes with her arms; pointing and sliding as thought touching an invisible screen. Finally finding what she wanted, evo (her summon tube from her braclets) glowed deep green and a tall lens pair of green glasses appeared in her hand.
When on, Aura scoped around through the garbage mountains for anything valuable. Each item spammed her glasses but organized quickly and she was able to find a beautiful lump of rubber.
Letting out a short *ha-haa* the spider legs climbed and slipped across the trash; Aura kept her arms out grasping towards the rubber.

On the way over, a weak and old wooden box and the legs tumbled down the tall mountain. Scrambling and shorting out, the legs tried to save her; over and over she rolled down the hill. Finally a metal spike shaved the skin off her left arm from her elbow up and she was able to stop by grabbing on.
The pain of holding on showered the exposed underskin blood over her. She screamed from instinct and tried pulling to hold with the other hand. But the pain of lifting her self was too much. With only one working leg left but on the shorts from damage and mind-control loss; Aura struggled to concentrate. The leg shot straight and planted in the mountain.
Free to land she released the spike and landed on a large glass lamp, sliding more the shards came out after a few gashes.

There she dangled over a tall vertical mountain. The leg twitched to dig deeper in; she turned off her manual and the leg became limp. With a few seconds of peace; all was interupted by loud sirens and a blaring spotlight.