The Pain of Team Legacy: A CoH Fanfiction


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So, Ken is quite the ladykiller, eh!?!

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How did you know that Ken... oh, wait, you meant he's good with ladies?

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Hey just found this today and i read it all.
This is some cool stuff you're cookin up here i and cant wait till the next chapter


 

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So, Ken is quite the ladykiller, eh!?!

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How did you know that Ken... oh, wait, you meant he's good with ladies?

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Yeah, that's what I meant, girls like him, heartthrob, ya know, but ... Uh oh... I think i might''ve hit on something here... (giggles excitedly)


 

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Hey, everyone! Just to let you know, this WASN'T planned to be the next Chapter, but rather the INTRODUCTION to the next Chapter. After thinking about it, I decided that this would better as it's own Chapter, since it sets up everything that's about to happen. I'm also thinking about splitting the next Chapter into two parts, but it all depends on how long the battle (which will be the predominant event in the next Chapter) lasts! Anyway, enjoy!

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The Pain of Team Legacy: A Moment’s Peace

A scream echoed out through the dark night as the full moon shone down on the warehouse. Inside the warehouse, the moonlight piercing through the windows touched down on several bodies lying on the floor, as well as illuminating the blood-stained walls. The Elite Soldier in Recluse’s army was kneeling before the blood-stained boy, whose sword was slowly leaking the crimson liquid onto the floor. The boy raised the sword, pointing the blade against the soldier’s neck.
“I’ll ask you again.” Ken said, his voice cold as ice. “Where is she?”
“I swear I don’t know!” The Elite Soldier gasped, his voice quivering. In the next moment the boy deftly slashed with his blade, and the Soldier’s arm fell to the floor, exploding on impact.
“I don’t believe you.” Ken pressed the blade of his sword into the Soldier’s neck. “You were with them when they took her. I saw you.”
“Please!” The Soldier began to sweat, tears forming in his eyes. “I swear I don’t know! I’m only an Elite Solider! Lord Rampage and General Onslaught don’t give me that kind of information! I swear! Please!”
Ken looked down at the Elite Soldier, his eyes piercing and sharp enough to turn even the most battle-hardened foes’ legs to ice. “If you’re going to beg for mercy...” The Soldier screamed, his voice becoming a gurgle as his head fell to the floor. “You’ll receive more pity from the Devil than you would me.”
As Ken looked down at the body, he heard a commotion outside the large, metal doors to the warehouse. As he turned to the doors, they burst open and several Heroes charged into the room, yelling as they did so. The Heroes then stopped short as they observed the carnage, their voices catching in their throats as they saw the bodies lying on the floor, observed the 15 year old boy whose outfit was stained red as he eyed them, his sword still dripping blood.
The Heroes consisted of young men and woman, most of them around 20 or 21 years of age. They were all wearing blue robes that had small, white-diamond-like patterns going down their entire outfits, each member sporting two long, blue sashes flowing down each of their shoulders. They also wore blue pants that had the same white-diamond design running down the sides of their pants. They all sported matching blue sandals, and all had the same blue head-band across their foreheads, the same shade of blue as the rest of their outfits, and again sporting the white-diamond-like pattern of the rest of their outfit. But what Ken noticed immediately, even before he saw their outfits, was that they were all sporting Katanas, and judging from the way they entered, they were all quite skilled with how to wield them. One member, obviously the leader of the group, stepped forward.
“I am Swift Blade, leader of the Alpha Squadron of the Alliance of Blades.” The man said as he looked Ken over. He had short, blonde hair that was neatly parted, some of the hair forming a bang that hung over his forehead and ended at his left eye. His eyes were sharp, piercing, and matched Ken’s gaze as the two looked each other over. Swift Blade smirked, showing no signs of fear or worry, despite the scene around him. Ken could tell that this man, Swift Blade, had seen many battles before; and at the same time, he realized that this man must be quite the exceptional warrior not to fear him.
“If you’re here because you discovered Recluse’s forces hiding in this warehouse...” Ken sheathed his sword, feeling the men and women behind Swift Blade relax slightly. “As you can see, I’ve already taken care of them. You can go back to wherever it is you came from now.”
Swift Blade chuckled softly. “I see. To defeat every Villain in this warehouse single-handedly...” He narrowed his eyes at Ken. “So YOU’RE the boy that survived that attack on the Genshin-Long Dojo 3 years ago, aren’t you?”
Ken narrowed his eyes, then began to walk forward. “Like I said, you can go home now. I’m done here.” He brushed past Swift Blade.
“I hear you’re looking for the girl that was taken in that attack.” Swift Blade said, smiling. Ken stopped, but didn’t turn to face Swift Blade. “We of the Alliance of Blades are very skilled when it comes to gathering information, ESPECIALLY information regarding Lord Recluse’s forces.”
Ken narrowed his eyes, his back still to Swift Blade. “Are you offering information...” He turned to Swift Blade. “Or membership?”
“Well, we don’t usually allow people to join so easily, especially ones as young as you. But this War has left us with few options, and besides...” Swift Blade looked around the warehouse once more, smiled inwardly, then returned his gaze to Ken. “There’s something I like about you; your cold, ruthlessness in battle, your skill with the sword, and your overall personality...” He chuckled. “You remind me of a younger version of myself.”
Ken looked at Swift Blade silently for a moment, pondering his offer. “Very well. But..” Ken narrowed his eyes. “Make no mistake: I’m only joining the Alliance of Blades to find Rose. Once I have done that, I’ll have no interest in keeping my ties with your organization.”
“That’s fine with me.” Swift Blade said. “Just remember that while you ARE allying yourself with us, you’ll follow our orders and do as your told. As long as you do that, I don’t care what your motives are.” He turned around, still speaking as the group began to head back out the doors. “The first thing to do is bring you back to our camp; since you’ll be serving under me, it’s only proper that you wear the same outfit that all of the other Alpha Squad members of the Alliance of Blades wear. Oh, and one more thing...” He turned his head towards Ken. “Now that you’re a member, you’ll need a new name. Let’s see...” He thought for a moment, then smiled. “From now on, your name will be Mach Blade.”

“KEN!” Daisy yelled into Ken’s ear, causing him to fall down onto the concrete floor of Team Legacy’s base. Ken looked up at Daisy, who had her arms crossed and was looking down at Ken, obviously annoyed.
“Ken, I’ve been calling you for the last 5 minutes!” Daisy said angrily, grabbing onto Ken’s arm and dragging him towards the Dining Hall of Team Legacy’s base as she continued to scold him. “If you don’t wake up and stop having your perverted fantasies of your girlfriend I’m just going to let you starve next time!”
“Right, sorry...” Ken said apologetically as the two entered the Dining Hall. The room was fairly large, with a large dining table in the center of the room. The table was made of slightly moldy wood, but it was covered in a white tablecloth that draped over the sides of the table. There were only 6 wooden chairs at the table, and Michael and Gabriel were busy looking around the other rooms for any chairs that could be brought in to accommodate their new, expanded Team. Across the room, two swinging doors led to the Team’s Kitchen area, where Hope was busy cooking. The walls were painted red, and the floor was covered in an old, blue rug. Lily, who was already sitting at the table, noticed the two come in and quickly jumped out of her seat and attached herself to Ken’s arm.
“Oh, there you are, Ken!” Lily smiled, beginning to lead him over to the table. “Why don’t you come and sit here, next to me?”
Daisy quickly jerked Ken’s other arm back towards her, staring at Lily with a sharp, piercing glance. “No, Lily, Ken already promised me that he would sit with ME during tonight’s meal.”
“I did?” Ken asked, and was consequently elbowed in the ribs by Daisy.
“Come here, Ken, sit right next to me.” Lily said, dragging Ken and Daisy over to her seat. She sat down, and motioned for Ken to sit on the chair to her left.
“Fine! Then I’ll sit here!” Daisy said, sitting on a chair 2 seats away from where Lily was seated.
“I think I’ll find a seat on the other side of-” Ken began.
“SIT DOWN!” Daisy and Lily yelled in unison, and Ken quickly sat between the two young women.
“Hey, Ken!” Dan grinned, knocking Ken across the head as he appeared behind him. He then walked around the table and took his seat across from where Ken was sitting. “Listen, I like the way you took out all of our ‘problems’ while we were in the city.” He leaned across the table and motioned for Ken to do the same, and Ken obliged. “Listen,” Dan whispered into Ken’s ear. “Just between you and me, could you teach me how to do that kind of stuff? It could really come in handy in our next battle!”
“Well, Dan...” Ken whispered back. “I don’t know if the Ryu-Ken style was designed for a sword like yours...”
“What’s that?!” Dan placed his arm around Ken’s neck in a playful manner. “Are you saying there’s something wrong with my sword?!”
“No, no, not at all!” Ken whispered back quickly, finding it difficult to breathe.. “I’m just saying that a Katana and a Broadsword use very different sword styles! You can stop choking me now!”
“Oh, right...” Dan pulled his arm back from Ken’s neck, and Ken inhaled deeply. “Well, could you at least tell me how you did that in the first place? It’s not everyday you meet someone who’s as strong as you!”
“I’d also like to hear how you did that.” Gabriel said, walking into the room and taking his seat at the head of the table. He stared intently at Ken. “Before you came here, we picked up some very interesting activity on our Power Detectors.”
“Power Detectors?” Dan asked. “What are they?”
“They’re what we use to locate new Heroes here in the city.” Faith answered, appearing in the doorway to the Dining Hall.
“But unfortunately, we’ve only been able to save one Hero before Recluse’s Exterminators got to them.” Michael said, walking past Faith and taking his seat at the table. Michael glanced towards the kitchen area and smiled. “She may not be a soldier, but she’s definitely the nicest person I’ve ever met.”
“I’ll say.” Luck said, smiling as she limped into the room. Everyone looked up in surprise.
“Luck! You shouldn’t be out of bed!” Ken said quickly as he ran to Luck’s side. Luck motioned for Ken to stop with a wave of her hand.
“I’m fine, really.” Luck said, still smiling. “Hope did a good job with my wound, and besides...” Luck looked down for a moment. “It’s not like I’m a stranger to pain, anyway...” Her voice trailed off for a moment, then she returned her gaze to her friends, smiling once more. “Well, anyway, I’d also like to learn more about our guests!” She then turned to Dan, blushing slightly. “By the way, Dan, I never got to thank you before...”
“Huh?” Dan asked, scratching his head in confusion. “Thank me? For what?”
“If you hadn’t defeated that Villain back there...” Luck’s voice trailed off.
“Oh, that!” Dan laughed. “It’s nothing, really. I do what I can to help those that are oppressed in Recluse’s Empire.” He smiled and faced Ken. “It took someone a lot smarter and stronger than me to teach me that.” Ken smiled back, and Dan laughed as he playfully punched Ken in the shoulder. Ken laughed with him, though he also held his shoulder in pain.
Just then, the swinging doors leading to the kitchen gave way, and Hope slowly balanced several plates full of food on her head, arms, and shoulders as she brought the food over to the table.
“Hope! If you need help, just ask!” Michael said, getting up and taking the dishes from Hope’s body.
Hope blushed. “But... I don’t need help!” She said softly. “This is the way I’ve always served food! I’m used to it!”
“Oh!” Michael’s face turned to a crimson hue as he stopped removing the plates from Hope’s body. “Right, then...” He stood still for an awkward moment, then returned to his seat as Hope placed the rest of the food on the table.
“Wow!” Daisy said as she eyed the food. Hope had cooked an Italian meal of pasta and meatballs, with marinara sauce in a separate bowl. Another plate was full of garlic bread sticks, and some delicious chicken parmigiana covered in mozzarella cheese decorated yet another plate. The meal was complimented by three bottles of red wine.
“Where on earth did you get all this food?” Lily asked as she grabbed a plate and began helping herself to the meal.
Faith laughed. “Well, Michael’s uncle was not only a Hero, but a pretty rich business man!” Faith paused for a moment as she grabbed a piece of chicken. “Michael found out about his uncle’s ‘secret life’, and when he...” Faith stopped herself, and shot a glance at Michael. But Michael was already busy stuffing his face full of pasta, so Faith lowered her voice. “Well, anyway, since Michael’s parents had already passed away, and Michael’s uncle really didn’t have anyone else to leave his fortune to...” Faith sighed as she returned her attention to the food. “Well, that’s why we’re able to afford meals like this, anyway.”
“Then again, this is the first time we’ve been able to enjoy such a good meal.” Gabriel said in between bites of chicken parmigiana. He blushed slightly. “None of us are really good at cooking, so it’s nice that we found someone who could.” He turned to Hope. “Thank you, Hope! This is delicious!”
“Thanks Hope!” Daisy said quickly, then returned to shoving pasta and chicken into her mouth.
“Yes, thanks!” Lily said, in the same position as Daisy.
“Oh, it’s nothing.” Hope said quietly as she took small bites of chicken. She smiled slightly as she observed most of her teammates eat at a much quicker pace than her. “I used to cook all the time at the-” She stopped mid-sentence, looked down quietly for a moment, then continued to eat her chicken in silence.
“So, Daisy...” Dan said slyly as he wolfed down several meatballs. “I heard that you and Gabriel are related somehow.”
Daisy choked on the pasta in her throat, but was able to swallow it as she turned to Dan. “Well, you see...” Daisy was interrupted by Gabriel.
“Daisy and I went to the same Dojo.” Gabriel said matter-of-factually as he continued to eat his chicken. “We learned the same fighting style there. I excelled to the top ranks of the school pretty quickly, but...” He looked at Daisy, who was shrinking in her seat as he spoke. “Daisy didn’t do so well. To be honest, I think they would’ve kicked her out if the school had lasted even two weeks longer than it did.”
“What do you mean by that?” Dan asked as he and Lily were now smiling as they hovered over Daisy.
“Well, the school was destroyed when Recluse’s Exterminators attacked it.” Gabriel sighed, and Daisy used the opportunity to return to her meal. “Daisy and I are probably the only two survivors of the school. I was honestly surprised to see her, of all people, still alive after all this time.”
“That’s interesting.” Lily said smugly as she stared at Daisy. “But I guess it’s no surprise, since she’s still just a little girl.”
“WHAT WAS THAT?!” Daisy yelled as she turned to Lily.
“Now, now, you two...” Ken began, but was quickly shoved aside by both Lily and Daisy.
“At least I’m not a little hussy like SOME people I know!” Daisy yelled.
“Pretty big words for such a little girl!” Lily shot back, and grabbed one of the wine bottles on the table. She placed one of her arms around Ken’s neck and used her other arm to wave the bottle in front of his face. “Ken, why don’t you pour me some wine? Unlike SOME little girls in this room, you and I are old and mature enough to let loose.”
“That’s a very generous offer, Lily, but-” Ken was cut off by Daisy.
“I’M NOT A LITTLE GIRL!” Daisy yelled as she grabbed the bottle from Lily’s hands and a bottle-opener from the table. In one deft move, she wrenched the cork off the bottle. “SEE? ONE OR TWO GLASSES OF WINE IS LIKE DRINKING WATER FOR ME! WATCH!” And with that, Daisy proceeded to drink straight from the bottle, not stopping until it was ½ empty.
“Uh, Daisy, I don’t think you should...” Ken began, but stopped as he watched Daisy’s face begin to glow a bright crimson hue. By this time, most of the other Heroes in the room had moved their chairs so they were as far away from Daisy as possible.
“Um... Daisy...” Ken said cautiously, knowing perfectly well that a 16 year old girl like Daisy wouldn’t be able to handle alcohol well. “Maybe you should...
“MAYBE I SHOULD WHAT?” Daisy said, her tone venomous as she turned to Ken. “I’M FINE! LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, KEN...” She stopped mid-sentence, then began to sob uncontrollably. “I’m just a LITTLE GIRL!” Daisy continued to sob as Dan quietly moved his seat away from Ken and Daisy. “I drink wine and yell a lot so everyone will think I’m tougher than I really am! I’m so pathetic!” Daisy cried, now holding her face in her hands.
“I can’t believe she got drunk so easily.” Lily smiled, slightly amused as she watched Daisy. “Well, at least she’s a lot more honest now than she was sober.”
“Oh, Ken! I just want you to LIKE ME!” Daisy cried, throwing herself into Ken’s chest. “Is that so much to ask?!”
“Daisy, I DO like you...” Ken said, a bit overwhelmed by the whole situation. All of a sudden, Daisy began to laugh uncontrollably.
“I knew it! I knew it!” Daisy yelled, incredibly giddy. She raised her crimson face to Ken, who was surprised. “I knew it all along! Oh, Ken! Kiss me!” She moved to shove her face into Ken’s, but then fell limp in Ken’s arms, fast asleep.
Ken looked around at the others, who had very mixed reactions at the spectacle. Gabriel was shaking his head; Faith had her hand over her mouth, either to prevent herself from laughing or because she was shocked; Hope was staring at Ken and Daisy, blushing, but she quickly returned to her meal as Ken turned to her; Michael had ignored most of the incident, since he was busy eating his food; Luck was smiling inwardly, thinking that Ken and Daisy made quite the couple; Dan did his best to make himself invisible so that Ken wouldn’t ask him for help in the matter; and Lily, by this time, was laughing quite loudly in spite of herself.
“Come on, Daisy...” Ken sighed as he picked her up and carried her over his shoulder. He turned to Gabriel. “Where are the bed rooms in your base?”
“Ken!” Lily yelled, quickly rising out of her seat. She slapped Ken in the face. “How dare you! I didn’t think you were that kind of man!”
“What?” Ken asked, a bit shocked. “I was just going to put her in bed so she can sleep it off, that’s all!”
“Oh!” Lily said, blushing. “I’m sorry, I thought...” She took Daisy from Ken. “Don’t worry about it, Ken; I’ll take care of her.” She smiled, surprising Ken. After awhile, Ken nodded and sat back down.
“Well, I think I’ll go to sleep early.” Dan said, getting up. He yawned as he got up from the chair, stretching his body out. “I’ve had enough excitement for one day.”
“What kind of security systems does this base have?” Ken asked Gabriel as Hope and Michael began cleaning the table. “I mean, if you have a system in which you take shifts at night to protect yourselves from attack, I’d be happy to-”
Gabriel interrupted Ken, smiling. “Don’t worry; this base is undetectable, even by Recluse’s sensors. Recluse does know we’re here in the city, but even he doesn’t know EXACTLY where we are. So don’t worry about it!” Gabriel patted Ken’s shoulder. “You can sleep soundly tonight! What are you worried about, anyway?”
Ken was a bit shocked by Gabriel’s last comment.
What AM I worried about? Ken thought. Maybe I am just worrying over nothing... Ken walked out of the Dining Hall. But still... I feel uneasy, for some reason...

“I don’t know!” The man said, his eyes concentrated on the blade that hovered less than an inch from his forehead. “I swear, I haven’t seen anyone like that! Please don’t kill me!”
Kill Strike smiled a bit, savoring the man’s screams in his head, smiling as he moved his sword ever closer to his victim’s head. He was about 25 years old, and his long, gray hair flowed around his head wildly as he held the man against the cold, brick wall. He was wearing a black robe that covered his body and had a white-diamond pattern running across it’s edges, and two long, black sashes flowed across his shoulders sporting the same white-diamond pattern as the rest of his outfit. His pants were black as well, and also sported white-diamond pattern on his outfit, and his pants were complimented with black sandals on his feet. He had a black headband across his forehead with the white-diamond pattern, but his eyes... his were black, cold, and almost lifeless as he eyed the man, his prey.
“In all honesty, I doubted you knew where Mach Blade was.” Kill Strike chuckled. “But my sword was thirsty for innocent blood, and yours was the closest!” Kill Strike plunged his sword forward, and watched with anticipation as the blood slowly leaked out of the man’s forehead, and the man died right in front of him.
Such an INCREDIBLE feeling... Kill Strike thought as he chuckled to himself. There really is nothing like watching the life drain from your victim; watching the blood drip from my blade as they die! Kill Strike laughed out loud. The only thing more pleasing than that... would be fighting my ex-comrade, the legendary Mach Blade! Kill Strike chuckled to himself. Ever since the end of the War, I haven’t encountered a single challenge, and my sword hungers for the blood of a true swordsman! He smiled as he spotted a young woman walking down the street. Until then... I’ll just have to amuse myself with whatever innocent blood I can find! He ran after the woman, and several minutes later her scream could be heard throughout the city, and then ended abruptly.

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So, that was the Chapter (or Introduction, whichever you prefer). I'm already working on the next Chapter, and I'm pretty excited myself at how it's turning out! In the meantime, let me know what you think of the story so far! I hope to update before 2005!




Supplemental Galactic Protectorate Fanfic

 

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Daisy reminds me of me in this episode, as I tend to tell the absolute truth when I'm drunk. This whole fanfic contains a lot of the stuff I hope to see in the game someday, like a major event where Paragon is taken over and people get thrown together for the sake of surviving. Good work.


 

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Another awesome chapter. Im already excited for the next Chapter


 

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Hey everyone! Sorry I wasn't able to update as soon as I wanted (I didn't expect it to take a WEEK, though...) Anyway, for those of you who have been waiting patiently, the next Chapter is here! It's long, and what's more, it's only Part 1! Alot of things are going to be happening after this, and I have so many ideas for this story I can't write fast enough to get them all down! Anyway, here's the next Chapter, so enjoy!

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The Pain of Team Legacy: The Deadly Kill Strike (Part 1)

Outside of Kyoto, Japan - January 27, 1868 - The Battle of Toba and Fushimi

“<Japanese> For the Shogunate! <Japanese>” The Bakufu warrior yelled as he charged the line of Meiji Samurai. Several of his comrades charged as well, but the Meiji samurai stood their ground and held the offensive off as the Bakufu warriors were struck down by their swords.
All across the area of Fushimi, just outside of the Japanese city of Kyoto, the shouts of those loyal to Emperor Meiji and those loyal to the Tokugawa Shogunate could be heard as the armies clashed. Though both sides had excellent swordsmen, two particular samurai, both of whom had attained a legendary status for their exploits, were both present at this historic battle.
The first of these legendary figures was the samurai Ginji Mitsuhari, who had proven himself to be the most loyal and powerful samurai in Yoshinobu’s army. Part of this was due to his legendary sword, which was said to have been blessed by Buddha himself. As the battle raged around him, Ginji could be seen taking out dozens of Meiji samurai with one swing of his sword.
“<Japanese> Ginji, you should concentrate on pushing these Meiji fools back to Kyoto! <Japanese>” One of Ginji’s comrades advised him as Ginji plunged his sword into the throat of a Meiji samurai. “<Japanese> If we manage to take Kyoto, our victory will be assured! <Japanese>” The Bakufu samurai’s words ceased as he was impaled from behind by the sword of a Meiji warrior, and Ginji quickly turned to fend off those who had attempted to flank the Bakufu.
The other legendary warrior in this battle was Tomo Ichikawa, a samurai who claimed that his sword skills had been given to him by God himself. He had surprised many people when he revealed himself to be loyal to Emperor Meiji, and one of the reasons Ginji was present at this battle was so he could fight Tomo. As the battle continued, Tomo began to cut through the Bakufu army, causing the Meiji samurai to begin to slowly drive the Bakufu back, away from Kyoto.
“<Japanese> Push them back across the Uji River! <Japanese>” Tomo yelled to his comrades. “<Japanese> We’ll trap them in the swamps! <Japanese>”
“<Japanese> What are your orders, Ginji? <Japanese>” A Bakufu samurai asked as he watched Tomo cut through their offensive line easily.
“<Japanese> I’ll take care of this. <Japanese>” Ginji said as he pushed forward, easily dealing with the few Meiji samurai foolish enough to challenge him. He was soon facing Tomo, and for a moment, the rest of the battlefield disappeared as the two warriors looked each other over.
“<Japanese> I’ve been looking forward to this, traitor. <Japanese>” Ginji said, assuming a Battojutsu stance. “<Japanese> For betraying the Shogunate, I will act as the instrument of punishment on behalf of the great Tokugawa Yoshinobu! <Japanese>”
“<Japanese> You’re a fool, Ginji. <Japanese>” Tomo yelled, matching Ginji’s Battojutsu stance with his own. “<Japanese> Even if I die today, nothing will stop the Tokugawa Shogunate from coming to an end! <Japanese>”
“<Japanese> Die! <Japanese>” Ginji yelled, and he charged forward at the same time Tomo did, and in that one instant, the two legendary warriors’ swords clashed together in a bright flash of light...

Ken shot upright with a start, breathing heavily as he placed his hand across his face, glancing around the dark bedroom in Team Legacy’s base. He realized that he was grabbing the hilt of his sword (which he always slept with) rather tightly, and loosened his grip. The room was small and quite barren; a dresser in the corner of the room held Ken’s clothes and toiletries, and on top of the dresser, Ken’s white outfit was neatly folded. The only other piece of furniture in the room was the bed that Ken was currently sleeping on; the walls of the room were red-painted concrete, and the floor was covered in a thin blue carpet, with a hanging light bulb in the center of the room providing the only illumination. Ken breathed in deeply and lowered his hand to his bare chest, which was covered in various scars.
It’s the same dream... Ken thought, raising his right hand to his face and using two fingers to wipe the sweat off his forehead. Ken slid his other hand under the bed’s pillow as he thought, and pulled out the black headband he always wore. He squeezed the black headband in his hand as he examined it, his mind racing.
Rose... Ken thought as his mind wandered back into his past. Are you really working for Lord Recluse? Ken closed his eyes. Have you changed that much? Is it because I couldn’t protect you... back then...?

Ken yelled as he charged forward, swinging his wooden sword horizontally with incredible precision at the head of the training dummy. Ken’s blow connected with such force that he knocked the head off of the dummy, and as the head flew into the air Ken landed several feet away from the dummy as he finished his charge. Ken rested the wooden sword over his shoulder as he looked back at his work and smiled.
Ken had progressed pretty far in the Genshin-Long Martial Arts School, and had begun to train in one of the most revered arts of the school: Sword Mastery. Very few students of the school did well enough to be accepted into this training, so Ken was very happy when both he and Rose were accepted. Master Genshin, who headed the school, was very impressed that these two 12 year old children could progress so far in the 9 years they had been living at the school. As Ken trained in the Training Area of the school, Master Genshin was busy teaching Philosophy in another area of the school, Ken’s favorite subject. Ken was dressed in a Genshin-Long Student Uniform, which consisted of a sleeve-less white shirt that had the emblem of the Genshin-Long School on it’s back tucked into long black pants. The outfit was complimented with a blue sash wrapped around Ken’s waist and elevated, brown sandals on Ken’s feet.
“Hey, Rose!” Ken grinned as he turned around to see Rose training in another section of the Area, holding her wooden sword in front of her, her eyes closed. Rose was dressed in the girl’s Uniform, which was a black tank-top over a short, white skirt, the outfit completed with brown, elevated sandals. Grinning, Ken picked up the head of the training dummy that he had knocked off and began to walk towards Rose. However, as Ken walked towards Rose...
“Hyaa!” Rose yelled as she opened her eyes and charged forward, easily knocking the head off of a training dummy. Landing a few feet away, Rose immediately charged forward once more and knocked the head off of another training dummy, and as she continued to fly forward she knocked the head off of ANOTHER training dummy while she was still in mid-air, landing several feet away in a perfect stance. Ken stood speechless as he stared at Rose, until one of the dummy heads landed on HIS head, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground.
“Oh, Ken!” Rose cried out in surprise. She ran over to Ken and knelt down on one knee. “I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there! How long have you been watching me?”
Ken sat up and rubbed his head. “Long enough to see you completely demolish those dummies.” Ken looked at the three headless dummies for a moment, then back to Rose. “When did you learn how to do that? The last time we trained, you couldn’t even damage ONE dummy like that!”
Rose laughed. “Well, I’ve kind of been training... in secret.” She held her fist up to Ken’s face and grinned. “When I saw how well you could handle a sword compared to me the last time we practiced, I vowed to train non-stop until I was twice as good at sword fighting than you!” She lowered her fist and laughed again. “I guess it paid off, huh?”
“Yeah...” Ken muttered, tossing his own dummy head away. “Well, I think I’m done training for today.” Ken rose to his feet and began to walk away.
“Hey, Ken...” Rose grabbed onto Ken’s arm, still kneeling on the ground. Ken turned to see a huge grin on her face. “I think I finally found out how to get into the Shrine.”
“What?!” Ken shouted, then quickly covered his mouth with his hands. He looked around to make sure no one else was in the Training Area, and then knelt down next to Rose, speaking in a soft, commanding tone. “Rose, are you still hooked on that idea? Remember the last time we tried to sneak into the Shrine?! We almost got kicked out of the School!”
“I remember!” Rose said bluntly. “But THIS time I’ve come up with a foolproof plan! I guarantee it will work!”
Ken thought the matter over. “You seem pretty confident...” Ken said. He examined Rose as she looked at him eagerly and sighed. “Well... if it’s FOOLPROOF...”
“Alright, then it’s settled!” Rose laughed, patting Ken in the back playfully as she rose to her feet. “I’ll be waiting in front of the Dining Hall at 10 o’clock tonight!” Rose began to walk away, then looked back at Ken. “I’m counting on you, alright?”
That night, Ken met Rose outside the Dining Hall as planned. “OK, Rose...” Ken said, folding his arms over his chest as some cold night air blew. “What’s this plan of yours?”
Rose smiled and pulled out a small orb from her outfit. “I went to the Library a week ago and learned how to make this.” Her grin widened. “It’s filled with Knockout Gas.”
Ken looked at Rose with utter amazement. “You made a BOMB?”
Rose waved her hand defensively. “It’s not lethal or anything! It will only knock them out for several hours, and they’ll wake up fine! Trust me!”
Ken thought this over once more. “Rose... we could get into A LOT of trouble for this...”
Rose put the bomb back in her outfit and placed her hand on Ken’s shoulder. “Ken, I KNOW this plan will work. But I NEED your help. Please...” Rose looked into Ken’s eyes pleadingly. “Just trust me this once, OK?”
Several minutes later, Ken and Rose approached the entrance to the Shrine. The Shrine was located in the middle of a forest clearing, with several rocks piled around the area. The Shrine itself was actually two long, hollow boulders, each large enough to place several of today’s school buses inside. The entrances, which faced each other, were blocked with wooden man-made doors, and were guarded by several members of the Genshin-Long School at all times, whose sole duty at the School was to guard the Shrine.
“OK, Ken...” Rose said, taking out the bomb from her outfit. “Are you ready?”
Ken hesitated for a second. “Rose, I...”
But Ken was interrupted as a large explosion occurred behind them. Ken and Rose turned to see an orange aura rise up into the night sky from the trees that blocked their vision.
“The Dojo is being attacked!” One of the guards yelled, and he and the others left the Shrine and ran back in the direction of the Dojo, not even noticing Ken and Rose as they ran past them.
Ken looked to Rose, and Rose looked back at Ken. Ken nodded, and the two began to run back to the Dojo. They only ran several yards, however, when they noticed the Dojo Master was also in the forest, fighting with several Villains with swords that neither Ken nor Rose had ever seen before.
“Come here, Ken!” Rose yelled, pulling Ken’s arm as she leapt behind a fallen log. Ken quickly joined her as they watched the Master, surrounded by four of the Villains. With one deft move, smashed one of his attackers’ face in, then quickly turned on another. The other two Villains seized this opportunity, however, and sliced into the Master’s shoulder, injuring him as he felled the Villain he was fighting. With only one arm, he attempted to fight off the other two, but was quickly overpowered. One of the Villains held a sword to his throat as the other Villain spoke.
“Where are the Swords?” The Villain asked, his voice commanding. “Lord Recluse demands the Swords be brought to him immediately. Where are they?”
Rose, who had been watching with a clenched fist all this time, jumped over the log she and Ken were hiding behind.
“Rose, wait!” Ken yelled, jumping after her. The two Exterminator Swords turned to Rose and Ken, and the one who had been talking to the Master just a moment ago turned his sword to Rose, aiming for her neck.
“ROSE!!!” Ken yelled, leaping and tackling her, the sword of the Villain grazing his forehead.
The Master used this opportunity to surprised the Exterminator that was holding him with an elbow to the stomach, knocking the wind out of the Exterminator and causing him to faint. The last Exterminator noticed this, and turned to the Dojo Master as the Master charged the Exterminator. In that moment, the Exterminator turned and plunged his sword through the Master’s stomach, just as the Master used the palm of his hand to smash the Exterminator’s nose into his skull, killing him. The two stood for a moment, like two statues of great warrior’s of the past. Then, the Exterminator fell dead as the Master spat up blood and fell to his knees, knowing that he only had seconds to live.
Ken and Rose looked on, speechless, unable to form words as the Master turned to them, coughing some more blood out of his mouth.
“Swords...” The Master breathed, his voice raspy and quiet. “Shrine... go...” He coughed, and muttered something else under his breath, then fell forward, dead. Ken wasn’t sure, but it sounded like what he had muttered was “I’m sorry.”
Rose nodded, and began to run back to the Shrine when she noticed Ken wasn’t with her. She turned back to see Ken was still standing back at where the Master had died. She ran back and found that he was crying; she placed her arm around his neck and embraced him in a hug.
“It’ll be alright...” She said softly, noticing that his forehead was bleeding from where the Exterminator had cut him earlier. She detached from Ken and ripped off a part of her black top and rolled it into a headband, placing it across Ken’s forehead. She then placed her hand under Ken’s chin and raised his tear-soaked face to hers. “We’ll get through this; I promise.” She embraced Ken once again. “Didn’t we always promise... that we’d protect each other?” Rose heard trees falling and the shouts of unfamiliar voices coming from the direction of the Shrine. “We have to go, Ken...” She said softly. “NOW!” And with that, they departed for the Shrine once again.
At the Shrine, Rose pushed open one of the doors. “I’ll go in here...” Rose said. She motioned to the other door. “Ken, you go in that one.” Ken stood silent for a moment, then nodded. He walked to the other door, and opened it. Ken looked back in time to see Rose close the other door behind her, and then Ken breathed deeply and entered the Shrine.
The shrine was dimly lit, with only several wax candles illuminating the large area. Ken noted the hard-wood floor of the Shrine, and the blue carpet stretched out on the wood. Ken walked across the Shrine and saw a sword lying on a pedestal at the top of a small flight of steps. Ken groaned once he got a good look at the sword, though; it was old, and the blade was VERY rusted. Sighing, Ken grabbed the hilt of the sword...
The rest of what happened that night was a blur to Ken; he remembered a lot of screaming, and that someone or something must have driven the invaders out of the Shrine. The only clear memory Ken had after grabbing the sword was standing in the middle of a sea of dead Exterminators, similar to the ones that had attacked Master earlier. The School was almost completely burned down behind him, and the sword in his hand appeared brand new, the sword glistening in the fire light with the both well-polished steel of the blade and the blood that was slowly leaking off the sword and onto the ground.

All of that was so long ago... Ken thought to himself. When I discovered that you were gone... that they had taken you... Ken shut his eyes tightly, tears trickling down his face. Rose... I WILL find you... no matter WHAT it takes...

“Ken! It’s breakfast time!” Daisy said happily, opening the door to Ken’s room. Ken was just finishing getting dressed, tying his headband around his forehead as he turned to Daisy.
“That’s good. I’ll be right there.” Ken said, smiling.
“OK, just don’t go daydreaming about your girlfriend again!” Daisy waved her finger in the air. “If you do, you can forget breakfast for all I care!” Daisy laughed as she walked away.
Ken smiled and fastened his sword to his side. Whenever I have the dream I had last night, something terrible usually happens... Ken shook his head. But I could just be worrying over nothing... and besides... Ken walked out of his room. I don’t want to worry anyone else needlessly...
Hope had cooked pancakes, eggs, and sausage for breakfast. Michael was already helping himself as Ken took his seat at the table, and Daisy and Lily were throwing each other looks as they ate their breakfast. Ken noticed Gabriel wasn’t touching the food, and seemed deep in thought.
“Is something bothering you, Gabriel?” Ken asked, taking a plate full of eggs and sausage from the center of the table.
Gabriel snapped out of his trance and looked at Ken, narrowing his eyes at him. “Well...” He began, a little hesitant. “It’s just that this morning, the computer picked up a strange signal in the city...”
“Really?” Dan asked, looking up as he stuffed some more pancakes in his face. “What kind of signal was it?”
“Well, it was one of Recluse’s minions, that’s for sure...” Gabriel said, still hesitant.
“So what?” Michael asked, swallowing the large amount of food in his mouth. “It’s not like that’s anything new. Recluse’s minions are ALWAYS in the city.”
“Yes, but...” Gabriel responded, pondering the matter over in his head. “The problem is with how fast the minion was moving...”
“What do you mean?” Hope asked softly, her eyes wide as she listed to the conversation.
“If our Detector is correct...” Gabriel said. “The minion was able to move at speeds beyond the speed of sound for short intervals.”
“What?!” Dan yelled, rising in his seat. Michael did the same.
“It has to be a problem with the computer!” Michael said, taking another bite of his breakfast. “I’ll get right on it... right after breakfast.” He sat back down and continued eating.
Ken, on the other hand, was now just as deep in thought as Gabriel as he took several bites of egg. “Gabriel...” Ken said. “Did you say that the minion only moved at great speeds in SHORT INTERVALS?”
“Huh?” Gabriel said. He thought it over. “Yes, there were times when he moved as normally as anyone would.” He studied Ken’s expression. “Why do you ask?”
Ken quickly forced a smile. “Oh, no reason!” He said defensively. He then got up. “Well, I think I’ll take a look at it myself.”
“I’ll go with you!” Daisy said, wiping her mouth clean with a napkin and rising from her seat. Everyone turned to her, and Daisy raised her hands defensively. “Well... I want to see it too, you know?”
“Yes, I’d also like to see this.” Lily said, keeping her eyes on Daisy. “I’ll go with Ken as well.”
Daisy and Lily shot each other glances as they entered the Meeting Room with Ken. Ken walked over and accessed the Control Panel, dimming the lights as he accessed the Power Detector. A Hologram of the city appeared in the middle of the Conference Table, and Ken walked over and looked it over. Several of Recluse’s Exterminators were in the city, but they showed no sign of moving very quickly.
“You know, Ken...” Daisy said, watching Ken look over the hologram intently. “You seem pretty wrapped up in whoever this guy is.” She looked over Ken’s determined expression. “Do you think you know who it is?”
“Maybe...” Ken said, keeping his eyes on the hologram. Lily walked over and placed her hand on Ken’s shoulder.
“You know, it probably was just a glitch like Michael said.” Lily said reassuringly. “I know a lot of Recluse’s soldiers, and none of them-”
“There!” Ken said, pointing to one area on the hologram. Pressing some buttons on the control panel, he enlarged the area of the map, showing the red dot, moving incredibly quickly, running through Recluse City.
“This HAS to be a glitch...” Lily said, watching the red dot move at breathtaking speeds across the city. “It’s traveling WAY too fast for it to even be an Elite Soldier in Recluse’s Army!” She folded her arms across her chest.
“Well, glitch or not, that’s some speed!” Daisy said. She then looked at Ken. “Say, Ken, is there any way to figure out where it’s going?”
Ken looked at Daisy. He hadn’t even thought of that. “Well, let’s see...” He pushed some buttons on the control panel, and the map enlarged once more, showing the path of where the Villain would be heading if it kept going in a straight line. “According to this...” Ken gasped as he realized where it was heading. He turned to Daisy and Lily. “Get everyone in here. NOW!”
Several minutes later, the whole team was assembled in the Meeting Room. Ken showed the Villain’s path with the hologram, and it became apparent why Ken had called them there.
“I see...” Gabriel said, his eyes glued to the hologram. “How long until the Villain reaches this base?”
“In three... four minutes, tops.” Ken said solemnly.
Hope gasped, Michael and Dan smiled, Faith appeared worried, Luck forced a weak smile, Lily looked down at the ground, and Daisy scoffed at the situation.
“Well, I don’t see what the big deal is.” Daisy said. “So what if the Villain’s fast? That doesn’t mean it’ll stand a chance against all of us!” Daisy laughed and raised a fist as she turned to everyone else. “Right?”
Ken placed his hand on Daisy’s shoulder. “Daisy, the fact is that we don’t know what we’re dealing with, so we can’t assume anything about this Villain.”
“I know that!” Daisy said, brushing Ken’s hand away. “I was just... saying that even IF we’re dealing with a powerful Villain, he doesn’t stand a chance against all of us!” She forced a laugh once again.
“And what makes you think that?” Dan asked, placing his hand on Daisy’s head. “You’ve got a lot to learn about fighting, little girl.”
“That’s what I’m always saying!” Lily laughed.
“STOP CALLING ME A-” Daisy began, but was interrupted by Gabriel.
“According to our Power Detector, the Villain will be at our doorstep in about 30 seconds!” Gabriel said, his eyes glued to the hologram. He turned to the rest of the group. “Listen! Ken, Dan, Michael and I will guard the main entrance! The rest of you wait here in the Meeting Room and watch the hologram in case he tries to come in another way!”
“Hey!” Lily yelled, but Dan, Michael, Gabriel and Ken were already gone.
“He’s here!” Luck shouted, pointing to the hologram.
“Get ready...” Gabriel said, already in a fighting stance; Dan held his Dragon Slayer in front of him, Michael braced himself for attack, and Ken assumed a Battojutsu stance as all four glued their eyes to the entrance.
“What a little-!” Lily began, her fist clenched tightly. She was interrupted as she heard a crash in the Dining Room. The rest happened in the blink of an eye: The sword aiming straight for her forehead; and another sword intercepting it, preventing her death. All of the girls around the table were silent as the black-clad swordsmen and Ken looked at each other, recognition in each other’s faces. Gabriel, Michael, and Dan, who hadn’t even noticed that Ken had left until then, rushed into the room as the two swordsmen leapt away from each other.
The intruder was dressed in a black robe, that had a white-diamond design running down it’s edges. He had a cold, cruel smirk on his face as he observed Ken. The silence lasted several seconds as the Team looked over the Villain, Kill Strike.
“I’ve got him!” Luck finally yelled, preparing to fire an Energy Blast. In the next instant, Kill Strike’s sword sprang forward, aiming for Luck’s neck. Ken wasn’t able to move fast enough to block the attack like he had for Lily, but he was able to deflect it away slightly. The Villain’s blade pierced Luck’s shoulder, causing her to cry out in pain and fall to the ground.
Hope ran to Luck’s side, and Gabriel gave the order for everyone to charge. Dan attacked first, swinging his Dragon Slayer at Kill Strike. Just before Dan’s sword was to connect, though, Kill Strike jumped out of the way and stabbed Dan in the shoulder, pushing him forward into and through the wall of the Meeting Room. Gabriel used this opportunity to attack the Villain from behind, but Kill Strike easily turned around in time to meet Gabriel’s charge with his sword, inflicting a deep wound in Gabriel’s chest with a slash of his sword. Michael grabbed onto the Kill Strike’s hand that held the sword and swung at the Villain’s face, but Kill Strike easily avoided the blow by spinning around into Michael’s body and delivering a devastating elbow to Michael’s ribs. This caused Michael to loosen his grip on Kill Strike’s hand, and in the next instant Kill Strike sliced off both of Michael’s cybernetic arms. During this time, Faith had been trying to use her psychic abilities to hold Kill Strike, but once she encountered what was inside of Kill Strike’s mind, she was unable to handle it and instantly fainted. Lily formed radioactive energy in her hand and fired it at Kill Strike, who easily dodged it and then charged Lily, aiming for her head. Ken intercepted his attack and once again locked swords with the Villain. The two then jumped back once again as Kill Strike laughed, observing the only three Heroes left standing. Daisy began to jump forward, but Ken grabbed her and held her back, shaking his head: “No.”
“Mach Blade...” Kill Strike chuckled, looking over the Hero. “You’ve changed in these past 2 years...” He narrowed his eyes. “You’ve grown much weaker than you were.” He watched as Ken motioned for Daisy and Lily to stand back as he approached Kill Strike. Kill Strike chuckled at this gesture. “Heh... Swift Blade was right, Mach Blade. Women do make you soft.”
Ken glared at Kill Strike. “Sonic Blade... I thought it was you...” He said, his voice practically a growl.
Kill Strike’s grinned. “So, you DO remember me!” He laughed loudly. “But they call me Kill Strike now; I think it suits me much better, don’t you agree?”
“I suppose Lord Recluse WOULD be the only one who would ally himself with the likes of you...” Ken spat, his words slowly becoming harsher. “Even when I was still in the Alliance of Blades, I knew you what you were... what you would become...” Ken’s voice became colder than ice. “I should have killed you then.”
“THAT’S IT!” Kill Strike laughed. “THAT’S the Mach Blade from the Alliance, the Mach Blade I’ve been waiting these past 2 years to fight!” Kill Strike chuckled as he looked from Daisy to Lily. “Pretty things...” Kill Strike chuckled. “Not as pretty the one you had before... are you trying to compensate for her, Mach Blade?”
Ken yelled and charged Kill Strike, and the two had a brief exchange with no clear victor as the two disengaged and faced each other once more.
“That struck a nerve...” Kill Strike chuckled. He looked to the hole in the wall, as did Ken, as Dan got up, a huge gash in his right shoulder, but determination on his face as he set his eyes on Kill Strike.
“You can’t count me out that easily!” Dan panted, holding his Dragon Slayer in his one good arm. “This fight is just getting started!”
What a nuisance... Kill Strike thought, looking back to Ken. “There’s obviously too many distractions here...” He started to back away as he continued. “We’ll continue this fight in Perez Park... and just to make sure you come...” In the blink of an eye, Kill Strike circled around Ken and snatched Daisy, quickly jumping and kicking the entrance to the base open. Ken started to attack, but Kill Strike stopped him as he lifted Daisy’s to use as a human shield.
“Careful, Mach Blade!” Kill Strike laughed. “You don’t want to repeat the same mistake twice, now do you?!” He laughed as he jumped out of the base. “Tonight! Perez Park! Come alone, Mach Blade!” He called out as he disappeared into the city, Daisy kicking and protesting as he left with her under his arm.
“SONIC BLADE!!!” Ken yelled, looking out into the streets from the entrance of the base. Kill Strike was gone.
“Damn!” Ken yelled, punching the side of the entrance with his fist. Lily carefully walked next to him, and Dan limped his way over to Ken as well. Ken looked back at Hope, who was looking after most of the Heroes, and then to Lily and Dan.
“I have to go after him.” Ken said, beginning to walk out of the base.
“Ken...” Lily said, her tone soft. “You DON’T have to do this alone. It’s obvious that Kill Strike killed someone... close to you... in your past-”
“Kill Strike did NOT kill Daffodil!” Ken yelled, tears streaming down his face. His next words were a whisper. “I did.”

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So, that was Part 1! I spent ALOT of time working on this Chapter, so please tell me what you think! I'll try and post again soon!




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Nice. i liked the <japanese>............<japanese> things when they talked.i hope kill strike doesnt hurt Daisy!!!
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Cant wait for next chapter.......wait what are you doing reading this man get to writing.


 

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Ok, constructive criticism time.

I saw this coming a bit earliar but didn't say anything. I see this fanfic taking a turn in the "One Uber Hero" direction. As its gone on, everyone seems to be getting more useless except for Ken. The Spine Brothers were one thing, but Kill Strike just wiped the floor with all of Team Legacy with no effort at all. I've liked pretty much everything up to this chapter, but the idea of only one of the heros really being able to do anything is something I've that made me dislike a lot of shows and/or comics in the past. It's one thing to have a key team member, but it's another thing to have one member being the whole team and more.


 

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Don't worry, Skystrike_; I have no intention to have this whole fic become all about "Ken, the Uber Hero".

This particular segment of the story is VERY important to the entire fic not only because it reveals the ENTIRE past of Ken, but it also causes the other members of Team Legacy (Dan and Michael in particular) to realize that they must become MUCH stronger in order to continue to stand against Lord Recluse. I don't want to reveal anything, but...

Well, let's just say that several characters will change DRASTICALLY in the coming Chapters...




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Good to hear, I look forward to reading it.


 

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Hi again! Well, I'm really excited about this next Chapter; I spent ALOT of time trying to get this Chapter JUST RIGHT, and I think I nailed it! That's just my opinion, though
It's long, but in this case, that's a GOOD thing. Well, I'm sure you just want to read it, so here it is!

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The Pain of Team Legacy: The Most Beautiful Flower

The sun was setting in the horizon as Ken made his way past the half-destroyed blockade that once separated Perez Park from the Atlas Park. Before the War, Perez Park had been declared a “Hazard Zone” and thus had barricades and stationed guards making sure that the lower level Heroes didn’t enter. However, those barricades had long been destroyed, as had the War Walls once protected the city. Debris littered the ground as Ken passed through the gate leading to Perez Park, and Ken noted that the gate was much wider than it once was, widened due to the fact that the gate had been wired with explosives and detonated when Recluse invaded Atlas Park from both Perez Park and the Hollows on the other side of Atlas. Atlas Park lasted three weeks before finally succumbing to Recluse’s forces. Ken had always found this funny, even when he had been a member of the Alliance; for Lord Recluse, three days was usually long enough to destroy an entire city, but due to the sheer number of Heroes that had been in Paragon City, it took over 2 years for Recluse to completely claim the city, during which time his other minions swept the rest of the country. Ken chuckled to himself; Paragon City had put up the greatest fight of any city in the country; that was a fact.
Ken looked across Perez Park; the evening sun shone down on the wide, open plain that sat in the center of the Park. Ken had been told that Perez Park had once been populated with various Villains that hid in the dense forest that covered most of the Park; but that was before the War; before the Heroes had set up a base in the Park to attempt to halt Recluse’s expansion into the city; before the Heroes realized that Recluse had anticipated such an action; before the many Heroes burned to death as Recluse set the entire forest ablaze...
Ken sighed as he looked at the small, abandoned forts that now populated the center of the Park instead of trees; after Recluse had burned down the forest, after he had control of the area, Recluse built forts in the area to use against the Heroes, thus throwing their own plan back in their faces. Ken began to walk forward; he knew that Kill Strike was in one of the forts, with Daisy.
As Ken walked, he recalled the moment in Team Legacy’s base where he had attempted to attack Kill Strike.
Daffodil... Ken thought, the image jumping into his mind. He hadn’t had time for the emotions to come to him at the time, and as he recalled the memory, Ken fell to his knees, placing his hands on the ground as he wept onto his white trenchcoat, sobbing uncontrollably.
Daffodil... Ken thought, recalling the event two years ago. I’m so sorry...

“They’re flanking us from behind!” Swift Blade yelled as the Exterminators began to pour out from behind the office building behind them.
“I’ll handle it.” Ken said harshly, slicing the head off of a nearby Exterminator Rifle. “Sonic Blade, you maintain the front; Graceful Blade, accompany me.” Ken’s voice changed to a softer tone as he said the last line.
Ken was dressed in his Alliance of Blades uniform, a blue outfit due to the fact that he was a member of the Alpha Squadron. Sonic Blade, being a member of the Gamma Squadron of the Alliance, wore a yellow outfit (which was otherwise identical to Ken’s outfit). Daffodil (A.K.A. Graceful Blade) wore a red women’s outfit, since she was a member of the Beta Squadron of the Alliance of Blades. The entire Alliance was currently fighting in the Battle of Manhattan, and hundreds of Heroes were fighting aerial battles above their heads as the Alliance fought alongside hundreds of other Heroes in the streets of New York City.
“I’m coming, Ken!” Daffodil yelled as she slashed through an Exterminator Grenade that was in her path, slowly battling her way to the rear of the battalion of Alliance members that were holding their own against wave after wave of Exterminators that flooded the narrow streets.
“DIE, HERO!!!” One of the Exterminator Swords yelled as he sliced through a Blaster with ease. In the next instant he was hit in the face by a Tanker, then pounded into a pulp by several Scrappers, then blasted away by another Blaster. The Heroes quickly turned to the thousands of other Exterminators that bore down on them.
“What are they doing?” Daffodil asked as she buried her blade in the skull of an Exterminator and turned to Ken, motioning with her head towards several Exterminators that were entering the office building next to where many Heroes were fighting. Ken watched as the Exterminators lined up to fend off any Heroes that attempted to engaged the Exterminators that were entering the building; Ken noted that all of the Exterminators entering the building were Exterminator Kamikazes. Then it dawned on him.
“Daffodil!” Ken yelled as he killed an Exterminators that had tried to charge him. “Get back to Swift Blade and tell him to order the Alliance members to withdraw from this area NOW!”
“Right!” Daffodil yelled as she sliced through two other Exterminators and then quickly slashed her way back to Swift Blade. Ken, on the other hand, worked his way through dozens of Exterminators as he made his way to the office building, easily slicing through the line of Exterminators that were guarding the entrance and forcing his way inside.
“FIRE!!!” An Exterminator Grenade yelled as Ken’s entrance was met with dozens of grenades that exploded at the entrance to the building, completely destroying the front of the building.
“That’s one Hero down... WHAT?!” The Exterminator yelled as the smoke cleared and Ken was nowhere to be found.
“Where is... HUH!” One of the Exterminator Grenades on a balcony in the office building grunted as Ken thrust his sword through his throat, quickly took out four more Exterminators that were on the same balcony, then just as quickly as he had descended upon them, disappeared once more.
“KAMIKAZES! PREPARE TO-” The Exterminator’s yelled into a radio, but his words were cut short as his head rolled to the floor, along with five other heads of Exterminators as Ken made his way to each Exterminator stationed in the office building. The explosions of their bodies could be heard every second as Ken left nothing but death in his wake, making his way to the basement of the office building.
Just as I thought... Ken thought to himself as he saw the many Exterminator Kamikazes hunched over in the dim light of the basement, prepared to explode in a massive group detonation once the order was given, thus toppling the building onto Heroes outside.
“HERO!” One of the Exterminators yelled, but he was silenced as Ken used his super speed to kill all the Exterminators in the area before even one could detonate.
OK, that’s done with... Ken thought to himself, resting his katana over his shoulder and observing the sea of dead bodies on the concrete floor. Now, to get back to-
Ken’s thoughts were interrupted as he heard a massive explosion come from outside, followed by the unmistakable roar of a building toppling. Ken slapped his forehead in frustration.
Of course... this isn’t the only building they plan to topple. Ken cursed silently and ran up the stairs and burst back outside the city, greeted the Exterminators waiting outside the building with his sword, and looked around the city as he saw various buildings crumbling at once, killing both Hero and Exterminator alike.
Of course... Ken thought. I THOUGHT it was strange that Recluse hadn’t sent one of his Generals to fight in this battle, ESPECIALLY this battle... Ken gasped as a thought raced through his head. Wait... where’s Daffodil?
Ken made his way through the Exterminators, blindly making his way through the city until, after what seemed like an eternity, he finally made his way out of the main area of city and to the bridge, where he found his teammates continuing the battle.
“Mach Blade!” Sonic Blade chuckled as he sliced through several Exterminators surrounding him, a wicked smile as he sliced several times at their bodies, even though they were already dead. “I thought you were dead!”
“Sorry to disappoint you...” Ken whispered, easily taking out two Exterminators that attempted to attack him from behind as he searched the battlefield for Daffodil.
“Mach Blade!” Swift Blade yelled, slicing the head off of an Exterminator Sword that was in mid-swing, aiming for Ken’s neck. As the Exterminator fell dead, there was a silence between Ken and Swift Blade as the two looked at each other for a moment, silent. The stood like that for only a second or two at most, but it seemed like much longer for the two warriors involved as they shared harsh expressions between each other. Finally, Swift Blade sighed and turned to kill an Exterminator that had tried to use the opportunity to kill him. Ken also returned to fighting, easily dodging a bullet and a sword swing as he was attacked by several Exterminators. Taking them out quickly, Ken sighed with relief as he caught sight of Daffodil, who was struggling with several Exterminators on the bridge. Ken made his way over to her as he sliced through countless Exterminators, finally arriving in time to assist her in battle.
“Ken!” Daffodil said, smiling as she blocked a sword swing from an Exterminator. “I’m thought you were dead.” She whispered into Ken’s ear as the two stood back-to-back, fighting the crowd off.
“I’d never let anything hurt you, Daffodil...” Ken whispered back as fought off several more Exterminators. “Ever.”
“EVERYONE INTO THE WATER!” Swift Blade’s voice rang out over the battlefield, loud enough to be heard in New Jersey. “NOW!!!”
And all of the members of the Alliance of Blades, without question, jumped off the bridge and into the water, including Ken and Daffodil. Such jumps were normal for the Alliance, and everyone emerged unharmed as they surfaced in the water. Almost immediately after their leap, the bridge exploded into flames, taking out many Exterminators and Heroes that had decided not to heed Swift Blade’s words.
By the time the Alliance made it to shore, the city was in flames, several of Recluse’s Generals had shown up, and over 400 Heroes were dead, with nearly 1000 more Heroes injured. Swift Blade, wisely, gave the order to withdraw from the battle, and the Alliance swam across the river and onto the mainland and made their way south, finally setting up camp in northern New Jersey, on the outskirts of a forest.
What a day... Ken thought once the camp was up and he had made himself comfortable as he laid in some grass. There was a full moon in the night sky, and Ken closed his eyes and prepared to rest.
“Hey!” Daffodil laughed as she jumped and knelt next to Ken, surprising him as she usually did. Ken opened his eyes and smiled as he looked into her eyes.
“Hey.” Ken said as Daffodil leaned over him, and the two exchanged a rather passionate kiss. Daffodil seemed a little reserved, and Ken noticed.
“What’s wrong?” Ken asked, rising to his knees and placing his hands on her shoulders.
“Oh, it’s nothing...” Daffodil said, looking down at the ground. “It’s just that...” She looked up and gazed directly into Ken’s light brown eyes. “You can’t let your emotions get to you during battle, but for a moment I really thought...”
“That I was dead...” Ken finished her sentence for her. He smiled and embraced Daffodil, speaking softly. “And like I said, I’ll never let anything hurt you, Daffodil.”
“I know...” Daffodil whispered back, closing her eyes. “But just remember not to lose yourself out there, OK?” She detached herself from Ken’s grip and looked into his eyes. “I see the way you are, sometimes...” She looked down on the ground. “It’s like you become a different person... like you don’t care about anyone’s life, even your own...” She gently grasped Ken’s right hand in her hands and raised it, raising her head to once again gaze into Ken’s eyes. “Just remember, Ken...” Ken was surprised to see a tear run down her face. “Don’t throw your life away needlessly, just because you put everyone else’s life above your own...” She lowered Ken’s hand and embraced Ken, placing her arms gently around his neck, whispering into his ear. “Because I couldn’t stand to see you die... and I’m sure there are others that don’t want you to die, either...”
Ken’s mind raced back to Rose for a moment, and he embraced Daffodil, slowly running his hand up and down her back. “Don’t worry...” Ken said, placing his arms around Daffodil, exactly like Rose had done for him so long ago. “I’ll always be here...” His eyes began to fill with tears. “Always.”
“Ahem!” Swift Blade cleared his throat loudly, and Ken and Daffodil quickly detached from each other as they turned their gaze to Swift Blade. Swift Blade smiled and motioned for Ken to follow him. “Mach Blade, come into my ‘office’, please.”
“I’ll be right back.” Ken told Daffodil as he got up, Swift Blade already half-way back to his “office”, which was actually just a large tent. Inside the tent, several battery-powered electric lamps lit the small area, with a small table and three chairs covering most of the small area inside the tent; the only other thing inside the tent was Swift Blade’s sleeping bag. Ken took a seat in one of the two chairs on the “guest” side of the table, while Swift Blade sat in the one chair on the other side of the table. On the table itself were several maps of various U.S. cities and a mug of black coffee that Swift Blade occasionally took sips from during these types of meetings. Right now, Swift Blade had a rather displeased expression on his face as he looked across the table at Ken, who matched his expression with one of puzzlement and apprehension.
“Mach Blade, I called you here to discuss something that I thought wasn’t a problem until today.” Swift Blade began, his tone commanding and full of authority. He took a sip of coffee before continuing. “It’s been about a year since you joined the Alliance, and while your ‘work’ has been by far the best that I’ve ever seen from a member, I notice a severe difference in power and ferocity since you first joined the Alliance.” Swift Blade narrowed his eyes at Ken. “Do you have any idea what could be causing that difference, Mach Blade?”
Mach Blade’s expression had changed from that of surprise to that of solemn anger as Swift Blade had spoken, and he now glared at Swift Blade as he was presented with his rhetorical (and pointless) question.
“Maybe I’ve been slacking off in training?” Ken asked sarcastically.
“You and I both know what’s causing this.” Swift Blade said, his tone still as solemn and professional as ever. He rose from his seat and began to circle around the table towards Ken. “You know, when your relationship with Graceful Blade became apparent, I was actually quite happy.” He chuckled slightly. “After all, you’re young, and should enjoy that youthfulness while you can.” His tone quickly became professional once more. “But, when it begins to affect your performance in the field, we have a problem.” Swift Blade now stood straight and tall behind Ken as he continued to speak. “Even though you weren’t performing as well as you had previously, I thought that with time and experience your skills would come back to you, despite such distractions such as Graceful Blade.”
“‘Distractions’?” Ken spat, his anger rising.
“But that all changed today.” Swift Blade said, ignoring Ken’s outburst. “I never thought that you, my BEST soldier, would have to be SAVED from death!” Swift Blade’s once quiet tone had changed to outright yelling. “And WHY, you ask? Because you were searching for your little play mate when you SHOULD have been concentrating on the BATTLE!” Swift Blade calmed himself down, but Ken was so angry that he had to clench his fists to keep himself from punching Swift Blade.
Swift Blade sighed deeply before continuing. “Now, I know it would be pointless to order you to break it off with her...” He scoffed at the phrase “break it off”. “BUT, know this: If you’re performance doesn’t improve soon, both you and Graceful Blade will be kicked out of the Alliance.” Swift Blade patted Ken on the shoulder and leaned down to whisper into his ear. “I want to see more of the Mach Blade I saw back when I first met you; the Mach Blade that I met in that warehouse a year ago.” Ken brushed him off, and Swift Blade rose back up and circled the table once more, taking his seat. “I hope you understand your situation, Mach Blade; I don’t want to see the greatest warrior I’ve ever met become nothing but a love-struck weakling, but if you make the same mistake you did today....” His voice trailed off as he turned his gaze to one of the maps on the table. “Anyway, that is all, Mach Blade. You’re dismissed.”
Ken got up from his seat and left without any formal gestures; he really was too disgusted to say anything at the time. He was a bit surprised to see that Daffodil wasn’t waiting for him when he returned to where they had been before, but he figured that she went off on her own to sleep. Sighing, he laid back on the grass and gazed at the night sky, thinking of all that had happened that day until he finally drifted to sleep.
Several weeks past, and the Alliance headed south towards Washington D.C. There were rumors that Lord Recluse was planning to attack Washington soon, and Swift Blade wanted to make sure that the Alliance made it in time to protect Washington should Lord Recluse decide to attack. While they were traveling, Ken noticed that Daffodil seemed to be growing more and more distraught. Whenever he would confront her about it, though, she would tell him it was nothing, no matter how much he asked otherwise. After awhile, he wondered if it was just in his head.
The Alliance finally made it to Washington, and were slightly relieved to find that the city hadn’t been attacked yet. Several Heroes had constructed a Defensive Dome that covered the entire city, so it seemed pretty well protected; Ken figured that’s why Recluse hadn’t attacked yet. Nevertheless, Swift Blade wanted the Alliance to remain on standby and stay close to the city, just in case Recluse’s forces did show up. Swift Blade decided to stay on the outskirts of the city for a week before moving on, and for several days all was quiet. Then, on that one, fateful night... everything in Ken’s life changed.
It began at nightfall, when most of the Alliance was already fast asleep. Ken, who had just gone to bed, had barely drifted to sleep when he was awakened. Reaching for his sword, he leaned up quickly and instinctively moved his hand to the hilt of his sword (which he always slept with). He stopped, though, when he realized it was Daffodil, her arms folded across her chest, and the oddest expression on her face; like she was about ready to burst into tears.
“Daffodil?” Ken asked, a bit puzzled.
Daffodil walked over quietly and leaned down next to Ken, like she had countless times before. As she spoke, her voice sounded soft, distant. “Hey, Ken...”
“Daffodil, what’s wrong?” Ken asked, leaning up and embracing her in a hug.
Daffodil clung to him, and Ken could feel her body tremble as she squeezed him tightly. They remained like that for some time, until finally Daffodil spoke quietly.
“Ken...” Daffodil asked, still distant. “If you could had to choose between the most important person in the world to you, and the person who you loved more than anyone in the world, who would you choose?”
“Daffodil?” Ken asked, a bit surprised by the question. He didn’t know how to answer. Daffodil gripped him tighter, almost like she would die if she let go of him.
“Don’t worry, Ken...” Daffodil said, and Ken could tell she was crying. “It’s not your choice to make.” And with that, Daffodil released Ken and got up, tears streaming down her face.
“Daffodil?” Ken asked, getting up. He grabbed onto her arm. “Daffodil, please!” He was begging at this point. “Please tell me! What’s wrong? Why have you been acting this way for the past few weeks? Tell me! Please!”
“Ken...” Daffodil turned around and kissed Ken. Surprised at first, Ken melted into the kiss, which seemed to last a long time. Finally, Daffodil detached from the kiss and whispered into Ken’s ear. “Please, don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine, you just rest now.” She stepped back and took one last look at Ken, then turned around and walked away.
Ken watched her walk into the darkness; since it was a new moon, he couldn’t see where she had went. He stood like that for what seemed like a long time, until finally lying back down. Though he was deeply disturbed, Ken found sleep.
“HE’S ATTACKING!!!” Swift Blade yelled, his voice so loud everyone in the camp woke up immediately. “THE DEFENSIVE DOME HAS BEEN BREACHED! GET UP NOW! Ken woke up and immediately noticed that it was almost dawn, as the rays of the sun were already peeking over the horizon. He also noticed the scent of fire and ash, and as he looked he saw it was coming from behind him, from Washington D.C. He then noticed that there was a note lying next to his head with his name on it, written in Daffodil’s handwriting. Swift Blade ran over to Ken, Ken’s white outfit in his arm, a VERY angry expression on his face.
“Mach Blade,” Swift Blade said, his voice venomous. “I’d like you to know that, according to the several Heroes that SURVIVED the first wave of Exterminators, the Defensive Dome was OPENED for them from the INSIDE by one of OUR members, apparently a beautiful female with blonde hair. Sound familiar?” He narrowed his eyes at Ken, and Ken looked back in shock. Swift Blade turned his back on Ken as he continued. “Mach Blade, as commander of the Alpha Squadron of the Alliance of Blades, I hereby dismiss you from the Alliance of Blades. Do not speak of us to friends, family, or strangers ever again; do not attempt to contact us ever again; do not seek us out ever again.” He turned back to Ken, his expression one full of both anger and, one could almost swear, pity. “We’ll be going to fight in Washington now; if you wish to do the same, please distance yourselves from us. And...” He threw Ken’s white outfit onto the ground in front of him. “Do not wear our colors again. Since time is of the essence, please remove your outfit and LEAVE IT HERE when you change into this one.” He turned around again and walked away. “Good-bye, Mach Blade.” He called out as he joined the rest of the Alliance, most of which were already well on their way to the burning Washington.
Mach Blade sat, speechless, as he watched the last remaining Alliance members depart for Washington. Once all of the members were gone, Ken slowly got up and changed back into his white outfit, leaving his blue Alliance outfit neatly folded on the ground. He then opened the letter that Daffodil had left. Inside was a small map and a note:

Ken,
I’m sorry you had to find out this way. By now you probably know that I betrayed the Alliance. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but General Onslaught threatened has my sister, Joy, and threatened to kill her if I didn’t do everything he said. He promised me that he would free my sister and myself if I let down the dome; and even though he probably won’t keep his word, I have no choice but to trust him.
I’ve enclosed a map that shows where I’m supposed to meet him after I open the dome. By the time you get this, it should be about time for General Onslaught to give me back Joy. Ken, please don’t try to fight him; he’s too powerful, and you would only succeed in getting yourself killed. I want you to wait to see if he’ll really keep his word; if he doesn’t, I want you to grab Joy and get her away when I attack him. I should be able to buy you enough time to get away.
Ken, I’m so sorry about all this...
Love,
Daffodil

Ken looked at the map and saw that the meeting area wasn’t too far from where he was; he folded the map, placed in inside one of the pockets inside of his white trenchcoat, steadied his sword, and ran as fast as he could to the meeting area. The meeting area was actually a small, abandoned shack in the woods outside of Washington.
When Ken arrived, he saw that Daffodil and what could only be General Onslaught were already talking. General Onslaught resembled Lord Recluse somewhat; he had black, gruesome spider legs protruding from his back, but other than that, he resembled a normal human. He was wearing a red trenchcoat with the emblem of a spider embroidered on the back of the trenchcoat in black. Underneath the trenchcoat, Onslaught wore a black shirt over long, black pants, his outfit complete with black boots and fingerless, black gloves. His short, brown hair, flowed in the wind slightly as he looked amusingly at Daffodil with black, lifeless eyes.
“What do you mean?!” Daffodil yelled, tears streaming down her face. “I did EVERYTHING you asked me; you promised me you would let Joy and I free!”
“Yes, that’s true...” Onslaught said, his voice surprisingly deep as he walked into the shack and brought out an unconscious and unharmed 12 year old girl in his arms. Daffodil sank to her knees with this action, and Ken observed the girl in Onslaught’s arms, Joy. She was dressed in a red T-shirt and long, blue jeans that were slightly torn. She had white sneakers and long, black hair that fell down half-way to the ground as Onslaught carried her in his arms. Even unconscious and in the grip of General Onslaught, she appeared to be sleeping as peacefully as an angel.
“Please...” Daffodil pleaded, crying. “Please... just let us go... please...”
“Well, you HAVE seemed to follow everything I asked...” General Onslaught said sternly, but Ken noticed something ominous in his tone. “Except for ONE strict rule...”
Ken noticed the action from General Onslaught’s spider leg a fraction of a second before it happened, but that was all he needed to stay alive. General Onslaught’s spider leg fired a blast of dark energy at where he had been just a moment ago, and though Ken had moved fast enough to save his life, the blast still caught him in the leg, injuring Ken and causing him to be unable to move quickly for some time; and in this fight, that was the same as death.
“Well, well..” General Onslaught chuckled, placing Joy on the steps of the shack. He smiled as he stepped back and presented her to Daffodil. “Well, here you go, Daffodil; you can take your sister back, and I won’t stop either of you from leaving, never to see me or any of Recluse’s soldiers again.” He smiled wickedly. “Of course, you’ll never see your boy friend again, either.” He seemed to take a pleasure out of watching Daffodil gasp and turn to Ken who, in his injured state, would stand no chance against Onslaught.
“Of course, that doesn’t have to happen.” General Onslaught chuckled, looking from Ken to Daffodil as he spoke. “You could take Ken away from here; get his injuries treated; and I’m sure the two of you will live happily ever after.” He chuckled at this. “Of course, you’re sister won’t be able to see any of that.” He laughed loudly as he turned to Daffodil, who seemed almost comatose as she was presented with this impossible choice. “What will it be, Daffodil?” Onslaught laughed. “What will you choose?”
“You *******!” Ken growled, glaring at General Onslaught as the Villain turned his gaze to him.
“What was that?” Onslaught asked, seemingly amused by Ken’s outburst.
“You heard me.” Ken said, his voice as harsh as ever. “It’s people like you that drive me, and all the other Heroes to fight against Lord Recluse and everyone else like Lord Recluse!” Ken struggled to his feet in defiance, the pain in his leg almost causing him to collapse from that one act alone. “Why did you have to go and involve Joy in this? Is it because even Recluse couldn’t find a way to win against a simple structure like a Defensive Dome? Is that the extent of your great Lord’s power?” Ken gasped slightly; just standing his ground required immense effort with his leg. “A true warrior wouldn’t threaten their opponent’s with their family just to win; and no matter how much you, or even Lord Recluse try, you’ll never stop the spirit of the Heroes.” Ken shot Onslaught the best glaring, defiant stare he could. “Statesman, the Back Alley Brawler, Sister Psyche... those Heroes were a million times greater than Lord Recluse will EVER BE!”
Onslaught and Ken stared at each other, silent for a moment. Then, General Onslaught began to chuckle. That chuckle became outright laughter. This reaction caught Ken completely off guard, and he looked at Onslaught with shock.
“Spoken like a true Hero.” Onslaught smiled wickedly as he stared at Ken. “You have a good philosophy, kid; BUT...” His smile disappeared suddenly, and his tone became serious. “It is only the philosophy of a 16 year old boy who has never learned anything about the truth of the world.” He sighed, and his expression was different; he seemed disgusted, almost tired, even. “You Heroes must sleep pretty well at night, seeing as how everything is so black and white to you.” He sighed. “You know what my favorite hobby was as a child?” Ken just stared at Onslaught and didn’t respond. Onslaught sighed once more. “I read comic books.”
Daffodil seemed to be coming out of her trance finally, and Onslaught kept his eyes on both of them as he continued. “I would read stories about fantastic Heroes; Heroes that saved the world from evil; Heroes that were loved by those they saved; Heroes... that just couldn’t exist in the real world.” Onslaught paused for a moment before continuing. “I learned the cruel truth of this world a long time ago; but that’s not important.” He sighed. “The fact is, you Heroes are trying to accomplish a goal that is ultimately impossible. Protecting the weak? For every innocent child you save, for every old lady you help across the street, for every convenience store robbery you prevent, there are 10 others that you will never reach. Punishing the wicked? There are 10 mass-murderers, thieves, and rapists born every SECOND. Add that to the fact that those who you put away will be back on the street soon enough, and you begin to see just how impossible this is. The American (or any country) way? Do you realize that EVERY country in this world has a past that is covered in blood? And that’s not even accounting The Law of Good and Evil the Universe.” He inhaled deeply. “It is impossible for the Universe to be all good, just the same as it is impossible for the Universe to be all evil; that is the truth. For every ‘good’ action you commit, you are inherently, maybe indirectly but surely, doing an ‘evil’ action as well. Let me ask you...” He returned his gaze to Ken. “Do you honestly believe that all people are WORTH saving? That when you think you are doing ‘good’, you’re really doing evil? Take saving the life of a store clerk; what if that store clerk wasn’t as innocent as you think?” He narrowed his eyes. “What if he HAD committed evil acts in the past? What if he WILL in the future? What if he was committing evil acts DURING the time you saved him?” Onslaught paused. “What about controversial decisions? What if, by doing a certain action, you’re doing ‘good’ by one person’s definition of the term and ‘evil’ by another person’s definition?” He paused once more. “Who decides? You?” Onslaught sighed once more. “Yes, YOU. YOU decide. YOU force what YOU believe what’s right to others. YOU are the ones, not unlike the former 5th Column, who get up on a soapbox and preach YOUR beliefs to others, many times through acts of FORCE.” His tone became harsh. “How DARE you ridicule me and Lord Recluse on what YOU believe is right and wrong, because WE don’t follow YOUR ethics. Because by doing that...” His voice became venomous. “...you become a hypocrite. Just like Statesman, just like Back Alley Brawler, just like Sister Psyche and EVERY OTHER Hero that’s EVER existed, you become someone who forces THEIR beliefs on others, and punish those who don’t follow the beliefs of the corrupt Law or of your own twisted morals, and then turn around and ridicule US of doing wrong?” His smile returned. “Like I said, it must be easy for you Heroes; everything’s so black and white to you.”
Ken sat, speechless, and several minutes past of utter silence. Finally, Ken lowered his head and began to speak.
“You... kidnaped Daffodil’s sister...” He said, his tone defiant. “You... used Daffodil’s sister to force Daffodil to open the defenses of Washington... so you could kill countless innocent people in Washington...” Ken raised his head, tears running down his face, which was red with anger. “I don’t care WHAT logic you use! You USED an innocent 16 year old girl by threatening to KILL her SISTER if she didn’t do what YOU wanted!” Ken closed his eyes as the tears poured out of his face. “And, even if you live to the end of time, even if you gain all the knowledge in the UNIVERSE...” Ken opened his eyes, his expression so glaring that pierced through Onslaught’s cocky exterior. “NOTHING will make that right. And NOTHING will ever make me agree or forgive you.”
General Onslaught trembled with anger at this show of defiance.
“FINE!!!” He yelled at the top of his lungs, turning to the unconscious Joy. “I GUESS I’LL JUST HAVE TO SHOW YOU HOW CRUEL THIS WORLD IS!!!”
“JOY!!!” Daffodil yelled.
And, at that moment, the world slowed down. Though he had no idea how, Ken summoned the strength to rush forward at incredible speed, despite his injured leg. He didn’t even that Daffodil had also moved, all he was focused on was General Onslaught, whose leg was getting into position to fire his Death Blast. Ken unsheathed his sword, which was glowing brighter than Ken had ever seen, and Ken swung with all of his power... and at that moment, when it was too late, realizing that Daffodil had positioned herself between Onslaught and her sister, protecting Joy with her own body. Ken’s slash sliced right through Onslaught, cutting the Villain in half. And with Daffodil standing where she was...
Ken held Daffodil in his arms, keeping one hand on her wound. He knew it was pointless to go to the hospital; she had three minutes, tops, before it would be over. Tears streamed down his face as he held Daffodil, Daffodil barely conscious.
“Ken...” Daffodil gasped, blood seeping out of the side of her mouth. “It’s OK...” She coughed, spitting up some more blood. She composed herself and looked back at Ken. “Listen... don’t tell Joy what happened... it’s best... that she doesn’t know...”
“Daffodil...” Was the only thing Ken was able to say.
“Ken...” Daffodil said, beginning to breathe with difficulty. “I never said it, but for what it’s worth... I love you...” She smiled lightly as she reached up and weakly caressed Ken’s cheek. “I’ll be watching over you... until we meet again... in heaven...” Her eyes dimmed, and her hand fell limp.
And Ken watched the most beautiful flower wilt away in his hands.

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It's chapters like this that make or break a fanfic. I love your detailed backgrounds on the characters. Great chapter.


 

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I just now read the fanfic a minute ago, and it seems like SOMEBODY'S been stealing premises. an anime known as "Rurouni Kenshin" and the related movie "Samurai X" contain many of the group dynamics and events of Ken, Dan, Daisy, and Lily (in particular, the love triangle of Ken, Daisy, and Lily and the thing with Daffodil).


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Hey! These last 2 chapters were fantastic! Though a bit sad. I'm glad that you are continuing them, and plan to involve the rest of the team more too. (BTW I change my forum name from Heidi OMighty to Argiope, to reflect my main CoH character now, since I don't play Heidi that much.)


 

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I think you are making comparisions that anyone can make with any number of books or movies or plotlines. I.E. the concept of the "love triangle" has been around forever and in every type of media, not just anime. Just check out daytime soaps.

As a writer, you have to realize that *everything* has been done before. There are *no* original plots.

What makes a story original is the thought and creativity you put into it, and the life and personality you give to the characters. After all, it is a story about *people* and their situations and relationships. I think our writer has been very successful here.


 

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No, the scene at dinner (where daisy got drunk) was absolutely identical to an episode of "Rurouni Kenshin" and when lily first met the others, it was also uncanny in it's resemblance to another episode, if anyone's seen the show, the characters would go like this
Ken is similar to Kenshin (superfast batojutsu swordsman, killed lover accidentally, used to be ruthless, now's just a wimp)
Daisy is similar to Kaoru (Bitc- I mean, spunky young girl who's in love with ken/kenshin secretly, can't hold liquor, and is capable fighter, but not that capable)
Dan is a dead ringer for Sanosuke (punk fighter for hire with an obsession to get stronger and find a worthy opponent until losing badly to ken/kenshin, restrains daisy/kaoru when needed, good fighter, but nothing compared to ken/kenshin)
Lily is similar to Migumi (used to work for a bad guy, gets real sl*tty around ken/kenshin, calls daisy/kaoru a little girl, and needs saving from thugs at first)

Kill strike resembles several villains from the show during different parts of his chapter, that, and I can't remember the name of the one he most resembled. add this to the fact that "Rurouni Kenshin" was highly accessible as a show on Cartoon Network (but obviously censored), so, if anyone would like to check out the series' second run, saturday at 10:30 in most places, 11:30 in AZ and anywhere else that doesn't have daylight savings, you've missed most of the stolen premises, but the scene where Kaoru gets drunk is still pending, I think.


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Hey buddy im back

I havent posed in a while because of the Whole World Of Warcraft thing (By the way if u have an account tell me) i have gone to their rp servers and read their rp boards but they cant touch the CoH boards by a longshot

I just got done reading all of the chapters up to this point and i mus say

Excilent!!

Keep the great chapters comming


 

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I've seen all of the Kenshin movies and the series, and I have to say you're making way too big of a deal out of a series of very common plot devices. How many animes/comics/tv shows has their been a ruthless killer gone soft? You can say that for all the others as well. Even if that is where elements of this fanfic came from, the fact that the author took a terrible anime series (Movies all the way) and made something good with parts of it makes everything all right in my mind.


 

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I would like to respond to Manofmanychars' accusation of "ripping off" characters and plots from RK (Rouroni Kenshin)

Well, I'm not going to insult you, myself, or anyone else by claiming that I didn't base several of the characters in this story on characters from RK. I wouldn't go as far to say that I "stole" them (well, except for 1), but I will admit that the characters of Ken, Daisy, Dan, and Lily are all BASED on characters from RK.

However, with the exception of Dan, I would also like to state that even though these four characters are BASED on characters from RK, there are some VERY important differences from their RK counter-parts that make them unique. Let me explain WHY I decided to base these characters with characters from RK.

You see, by the end of the second chapter in this story, I had reached a literary wall. Yes, I had the unique Team Legacy; yes, I had a decent idea for a fanfic. But something was lacking; the world wasn't completely open to me yet. I had a good story with alot of potential, but I needed something more; I needed more deep, thought-provoking characters, characters that would open the world up to me. To create such characters, I needed a "jumping-off point"; that "jumping-off point" came when I thought of RK.

Now I repeat, this is something I would NEVER do if I was publshing my own novel, or writing a non-fanfiction. But since, by a fanfiction's nature, you're using another story/movie/series/anime as a basis for your own, I decided it was OK to use RK as a base for several of my characters.

It would be improper, and utterly fruitless, if I did nothing but "cut-and-paste" several characters from RK right into my story; like I said, I wanted to use RK as a BASE, not COMPLETELY "steal" their characters. Let me break down how the four characters I created came into creation, and what I did to make them potentially VERY different than their counter-parts in RK:

Ken and Rose (RK Counterparts: Kenshin)
Now, I based Ken on Kenshin, yes. But, like I said, to do nothing but "cut-and-paste" his character into my story would not only have been pointless, it would also have been IMPOSSIBLE; the two series (RK and TPOTL) are too different. So, I thought to myself, "How could I, using Kenshin as a basis, create a character that would contribute to the kind of story I'm trying to come up with?"
The first thing I did was re-vamp his image; this helped me differentiate MY character from the RK character that was his base. I chose a look I liked; the white outfit Ken wears is of my own imagination completely.
Now, of course, just changing a character's look does not a unique character make; nor would he have a place in my story. So added another change; the sword. In RK, Kenshin uses a reverse-blade sword. This suited Kenshin's personality and morals, for he was a wanderer that did not kill. Personally, I didn't want my character, Ken, to be so noble. So, I decided that a mystical sword from the past would be more proper, and fit into my story much better than a sword or character that had a "no-kill" morale.
But I was still not satisfied; Ken, at this point, was still too much like Kenshin for him to develop as a unique character. I needed something more; I needed... Rose.
The idea for the character of Rose actually came to me when I was toying with the idea of an "Evil Kenshin"; that train of thought led to think of a counter-part of Ken, one that was connected to him, yet his opposite. And then it all came together; Ken, Rose, and the dynamic between these two characters; I had found a way to create not one, but TWO unique characters.
Kenshin was a wanderer that helped everyone he could to repent for his past; for my character, Ken, I wanted a more personal, one might even say "selfish", goal: Rose. By creating a character whose entire past revolved around his plight to reunite with his counter-part, I was able to create a character that now had a unique dilemma, one that Kenshin never had: choosing between what he knew was right, and what it would take to reunite with Rose. As you'll see later in the story, this frequently causes HUGE problems for Ken, and will cause him to do questionable, unheroic things.
But by creating Rose, I didn't just complete one character; I had, at the same time, completed two. Rose's entire character and personality would be direct reflections of Ken's, just on the opposite side; she would do questionable things, but for Ken's sake, just the same as Ken did questionable things for Rose's sake. In doing this, I created a unique and interesting relationship between the two characters that will play a VERY large part in the story in future chapters.

Daisy (RK counter-part: Miss Misao)
Manofmanychars, you were wrong to guess that I based Daisy on Miss Kaoru, even though she was the primary love interest of Kenshin in RK; one of the biggest reasons I DIDN'T base Daisy on Miss Kaoru was BECAUSE she was Kenshin's love interest in RK; if I HAD based Ken's love interest on Miss Kaoru, I would be too tempted to use episodes of RK to base their relationship on, and that's exactly what I DIDN'T want.
So, I thought to myself, "Who would be a good character to base Ken's love interest on, who would also be able to evolve into her own character?" The answer to that was simple: Miss Misao.
To be fair, even in RK, Miss Misao is based on a "generic formula"; in other words, she's a stereotype. But she was a stereotype that I thought would be interesting in the story; a girl that puts up a tough exterior, but really has a soft interior; a girl that can fight and is slightly tomboyish, but can also be very gentle at times; that's the kind of girl that I wanted for Ken, and so Miss Misao was the perfect place to start.
As always, I began by changing her appearance first, and applying my own outfit and appearance to her. The next step was changing her personality a bit; since she WAS a stereotype character, I needed to give her something unique, something that would allow her character to evolve. But what? After coming up with nothing, I began writing Daisy into the story without having any plan for her to rise out of her stereotypical status; I hoped that something would come to me, eventually, that would fix that...
The answer I was looking for came to me when I was reviewing some of the characters in the original Team Legacy, and looking at some of the power sets that are in City of Heroes. "Elements..." I thought to myself, looking at the fire and ice powers that are common to various Archetypes in the game. I counted the amount of main female characters I had in the story so far. "1...2...3...4... hmm..." And by doing this, the world of my story opened up even further; a new organization, new abilities that made four of my characters capable of being MUCH more important in the many fight scenes I intend this story to have, and it would help not just Daisy, but also Hope, Faith, and Luck to come into their own as unique characters. And I just gave something else away...

Dan (RK counter-part: Sanosuke)
Ah, Dan... AKA, "My Biggest Sin". I can legitamitly argue that every other character in my story is only BASED on characters in RK, not "stolen". Unfortunately, I can't do that with Dan; I admit, I totally and completely ripped Dan off from Sanosuke in RK. When I was writing the introduction for Dan ("The Painful Past of the Slayer"), I half-expected someone to respond with "Hey, that's Sanosuke from RK!", because the introduction is ALSO completely ripped off from Sanosuke's intro in RK; again, I apologize for this.
It's kind of ironic, because the entire reason that I CREATED Dan was because of an extreme SUCCESS with another character, the FIRST character that was loosely based on Sanosuke: Michael.
You see, when I first created TPOTL I thought of Sanosuke from RK and said to myself, "I NEED a character like that in this story." It wasn't so much that I wanted a Sanosuke clone as it was that I wanted that "can't hold me down" attitude in one of my characters, "the Underdog", THAT'S what I wanted.
At the time I created Michael, I was still in the mindset that I could write this story without having to "borrow" material from any other source, which is why Michael appears as different as he is; the only thing I kept from Sanosuke in Michael was Sanosuke's personality, which is what I wanted. Everything else (Michael's prostetic limbs, his past, appearance, etc.) was created by my own imagination. The thing was, after creating Ken and Rose, the type of character that Michael was becoming (and the type of character that he WILL become) was entirely unique, with his own unique attitude and personality. NORMALLY, this is good; but in this case, it completely defeated the entire reason I CREATED Michael in the first place; in other words, I would be losing the "Underdog" character that I had wanted to be in my story.
After thinking it over, I decided to take a BIG risk and basically write a "clone" of Sanosuke (with very few differences) into the story; my reasoning behind this was that even though the CHARACTER was basically the same, because the rest of the story would be COMPLETELY different, Dan would evolve into his own character while still retaining Sanosuke's personality and attitude; and like I said, this is all I wanted.

Lily (RK counter-part: Miss Megumi [vaguely])
I would first like to say that I regret basing Lily on Miss Megumi at all. Lily is the PERFECT example of what I want to happen with ALL of the characters I've based on RK; even at this point in the story, she's already showing EXTREME differences in personality and actions that the character she was based on. That's because Lily is a mix of three things: Miss Megumi from RK, one of the Heroes I created in CoH, and my own imagination.
If I had a chance to retcon ONE chapter in this story, it would DEFINITELY be the chapter that Lily was introduced ("The Unwilling Soldier"); I had based it on Miss Megumi's introduction in RK (that of running away from the enemy); I now realize that not only was that UNNECCESSARY, but it was also CONTRADICTORY to the type of character I want Lily to become.
Even at this point, you can see IMMENSE differences between the characters of Miss Megumi and Lily; Miss Megumi NEVER fights in all of RK; Lily will fight VERY frequently in this fanfic. Miss Megumi is a doctor whose primary purpose in RK is to tend the wounds of the other characters in RK; in this story, that job falls to Hope (a VERY different character). And some of the parts that ARE similiar (the way Lily acts around Ken as compared to how Miss Megumi acts around Kenshin; the "Love Triangle" between Daisy, Lily, and Ken) will be gone VERY soon (you heard right; Lily turns her attention to someone else [take one guess as to who it is ]).
I kind of regret keeping the "Miss Megumi" parts with Lily; in future chapters, you'll see more of them slip away as Lily truly becomes a unique character, LONG before the others based on RK do.

One last thing: Manofmanychars, the one RK Villain that you're thinking of (the one Kill Strike is based on) is Jinei, which is what the current saga is based on. You were also right in thinking that Kill Strike is based on a number of Villains; again, I didn't want to "cut-and-paste" Jinei into this story, so you'll see Kill Strike display in the next Chapter other characteristics that Jinei never exhibited, even though he IS based largely on Jinei.
However, the most important difference with Kill Strike is the REPERCUSSIONS that it will have for the rest of the story. The Kill Strike Saga (which concludes in the next Chapter) creates a "domino effect" in this fanfic that will help the other characters that are based on RK, in addition to the original members of Team Legacy, to come into their own.
In conclusion, after the next Chapter (which concludes the whole Kill Strike incident), YOU WILL NO LONGER SEE ANY MORE CHARACTERS OR PLOTS BASED ON ANY OTHER MATERIAL*
(*To the best of my knowledge; with my luck, someone will probably come respond to one chapter: "Hey! [Such and such Character] or [Such and such plot] is based on [random TV Show/Anime/Comic/Movie/Book I've never heard of], and you said you weren't going to rip off anything else, so you LIED!" )
The reason for this is because the "leaping-off point", the reason I BASED characters on RK, had successfully served it's purpose. I now have more ideas for this story than I ever thought I'd have; I don't NEED to "borrow" material anymore, I have enough to work with now. I just hope that, after saying all this, you won't look at these characters or this story as a "rip-off", but rather one that is full of possibilities. Thanks to everyone who has been reading so far, and I hope you will continue to follow what I believe will become an incredible fanfic.




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Thank you for actually EXPLIANING how they're dissimilar, and I didn't think you completely ripped off anyone (although, I thought Dan LEAST copied Sano, go figure), and since Kill Strike kidnapped her, and she was the one to get drunk at that dinner scene (you, sir, are a liar if you say that was original), and her reaction to Lily when she first arrived, a lead me to believe that she was based on Kaoru, although, come to think of it, she seemed much more like Misao before they met Lily. In fact, had you not made that scene so conspicous, I wouldn't have noticed. Either way, I don't care less if take some premises from RK, but if Kill Strike uses the Shino Ipo, I'm outta here.


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Well, it took some time, but I finally have the next Chapter up! I hope you enjoy it!

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The Pain of Team Legacy: The Deadly Kill Strike (Part 2)

“What do you think you’re doing?! Do you have any idea who you’re dealing with?! When Ken comes I’m not even going to TRY and stop him from killing you!” Daisy yelled, struggling with the ropes that were in place on her hands and legs. She coughed as she kicked up a cloud of dust inside the fort where she was struggling.
Kill Strike was waiting patiently outside, inspecting his blade, obviously annoyed by his hostage’s outbursts. His eyes went to the horizon, where the sun was setting behind the shattered walls of the city.
Mach Blade... Kill Strike thought to himself, his eyes returning to his sword. It’s almost time... don’t disappoint me...
“Hey! Are you listening to me?!” Daisy yelled, wiggling around on the floor of the fort as she tried to loosen the ropes holding her. Kill Strike groaned as his thoughts were interrupted. “I SAID you’re in a lot of trouble!” Daisy smirked slightly. “I’ve seen first-hand what Ken is capable of, and let me tell you, he’s going to wipe the floor with you!” Kill Strike turned to Daisy. “Of course, if you let me go now, completely unharmed, I’m sure Ken will find it in his heart to forgive even a monster like you and not even-”
“Do you ever shut up?!” Kill Strike yelled, rising to his feet. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a strip of cloth, approaching the fort Daisy was in as he did so. Opening the door to the small fort, he dangled the cloth in front of Daisy’s face. “Now, be quiet or I swear I’ll gag you as well!” Daisy sighed, then turned to stick her tongue out at Kill Strike. “Fine!” She said, resting her head back on the hardwood floor of the fort. Kill Strike slammed the door to the fort closed and returned to standing impatiently outside, his gaze returning to the setting sun once more.

“What do you mean?!” Lily yelled at Dan, struggling as he held onto her arm, preventing her from running towards Perez Park. The two Heroes were already in the middle of Atlas, heads and torsos of statues that once stood over Atlas lying around them as they stood on the ruins of what had once been City Hall.
“Look, I know you want to help Ken!” Dan said, wincing as Lily burned his arm with a small amount of radiation, trying to force him to let go. “I do too! But you saw what that guy did back at the base; if anything, we’ll be more useful helping Hope in the medical wing of the base than we will helping him fight that guy! And besides...”
“Huh?” Lily was surprised to find Dan let go of her by himself. She looked at Dan as he seemed deep in thought.
“Well, the way those two were acting, what they said...” He turned to Lily. “I’d be willing to bet that this fight is pretty personal to Ken.” Dan sighed. “We should really stay out of it.”
“How can you say that?!” Lily asked. “I don’t care HOW personal it is, I SAW how strong that guy was!” Lily recalled the two times Kill Strike’s sword had been an inch from her forehead. “Ken might be the strongest member of this team, but even HE might need help against this guy! And what about Daisy?! Do you have any idea what will happen if the one she loves dies right in front of her?!” Dan noticed tears coming from Lily’s eyes as she said the last line. “Well, there’s no way I’m going to let that happen to her! I’m going!” And with that, Lily raced across Atlas, heading towards Perez Park.
Dan sighed. “Saving them isn’t going to bring back your parents, Lily...” He whispered, watching Lily sprint farther and farther away. Dan sighed once more. I guess I can’t let her go alone... Dan thought, running after Lily.

Kill Strike watched the sun set completely over the horizon, darkness settling around the Park as a cold wind blew across the battlefield. He smiled to himself as he heard footsteps approaching, and saw Ken step out from behind one of the other forts that littered the center of the Park.
“Well, well...” Kill Strike smiled as he observed Ken, his body shaking slightly with anticipation. “You’re right on time.”
“Where’s Daisy?” Ken asked immediately, keeping his eyes on Kill Strike at all times.
“Oh...” Kill Strike grinned wickedly. “So you really DO have feelings for her? And all this time I thought-”
“Where’s Daisy?” Ken asked again, his voice more forceful this time. “Until you show me Daisy, unharmed, I refuse to draw my sword.” Ken narrowed his eyes at the Villain. “I know you, Sonic Blade. You love the thrill of a good fight almost as much as you enjoy watching blood spill from your victims.”
“Oh?” Kill Strike’s grin had not vanished, even with Ken’s glare. “Well, if you know that, then how do you know that I haven’t already killed Daisy?”
“Stop playing around!” Ken snapped, his anger rising at Kill Strike’s words. “You’ve wanted to fight me ever since you joined the Alliance! There’s no way you would take the chance of harming Daisy if it would jeopardize your chances of fighting me!” Ken’s tone changed to one of finality. “Now, I won’t ask again: WHERE is Daisy?”
Kill Strike observed Ken’s face for a moment. “All right.” Kill Strike said, walking to the fort and opening it, revealing the bound Daisy.
“Ken!” Daisy said, a smile spreading across her face. Kill Strike watched Ken’s battle-hardened scowl melt into a reassuring smile as he saw Daisy.
“Enough!” Kill Strike yelled, angrily slamming the door of the fort shut again. He drew his sword and pointed it at Ken, his grin replaced by a furious scowl. “Is this what one of the greatest swordsmen of the Alliance, the legendary Mach Blade, has been reduced to? A love-sick dog?” Ken’s scowl returned as Kill Strike’s anger rose. “Swift Blade was correct when he said that women make you soft, Mach Blade! What happened to the Mach Blade I first met, the one who killed an entire warehouse full of Recluse’s minions single-handedly?” Kill Strike spat on the ground. “I should have known, when I first attacked that pathetic underground shelter you call a base.” Kill Strike’s tone became as cold as ice. “When I attacked that young women with purple hair, the Mach Blade that I remember would have let her die and have used the opportunity to take my head. But...” Kill Strike increased his grip on his sword. “Instead of doing that, you deliberately parried my attacks and held back your full power to save those other worthless Heroes!” Kill Strike sighed deeply, and his tone softened a bit as his grin returned. “Well, now it’s just the two of us. So...” Kill Strike held his sword in front of him. “Let’s see just how much your skill has diminished.”
“Gladly.” Ken said, and in the next instant he charged forward at incredible speed, drawing his sword and slashing at Kill Strike’s neck. Kill Strike blocked the attempt with his own sword, parrying the blow and returning Ken’s strike with his own. Ken saw the attack coming and moved his body out of the way just in time, jumping back and preparing a defensive stance some distance away from Kill Strike. The time it took, from Ken’s rush to his jump back, took approximately 2 seconds.
“Good, good...” Kill Strike smiled, watching Ken for any signs of attack. “You haven’t become as weak as I thought you would by now.” Kill Strike chuckled slightly as he smiled a wide, ear-to-ear grin. “Let’s see just how fast you are.”
Kill Strike seemed to disappear, catching Ken by surprise as Kill Strike approached him at a speed much faster than Ken thought Kill Strike was capable of. Ken braced himself for an attack, but just as it looked like Kill Strike was about to strike, he seemed to disappear once more. Ken sensed Kill Strike appear behind him at the same time Kill Strike launched his attack, catching a bit of Ken’s arm in the strike as Ken turned around to parry with his sword just before Kill Strike’s blade would have sliced him in half. The two pressed into each other’s swords for several seconds in a contest of strength before Ken was forced to disengage and jump back once more, one of the sleeves on his white trenchcoat falling to the ground where Kill Strike had attacked, revealing the crimson wound on Ken’s arm to the cold wind of the night.
“Hmph!” Kill Strike sighed as he watched Ken, shaking his head. “I must say this has been a disappointment. I came here expecting a good fight, but you’ve obviously grown much too soft since you left the Alliance for that to happen.” Ken watched in surprise as he once again opened the fort, revealing Daisy.
“What’s going on?” Daisy asked as he looked at Kill Strike, and then at Ken. “Ken! Your arm! What-?” Daisy’s voice caught in her throat as Kill Strike grabbed Daisy around her neck with one of his hands.
“Maybe if this girl dies you’ll become angry enough to be a challenge once again!” Kill Strike said, raising his sword in the air above Daisy’s head.
“DAISY!!!” Ken yelled as Kill Strike’s sword slashed downward.
“WHAT?!” Kill Strike yelled as the sword was suddenly knocked from his hand, and in the very next instant he was knocked backward, dropping Daisy back onto the floor of the open fort and causing Kill Strike to double-over in pain.
“WHO...?!” Kill Strike gasped, still reeling from the blow he had received. He looked up to find a glowing blue sword thrust an inch in front of his face, the sword seeming to pulsate with energy. Looking up from the sword, he saw Ken looking down at him, Ken’s eyes now glowing with blue energy as his other hand held Kill Strike’s sword.
“What... is this...?!” Kill Strike asked as he watched Ken look down at him, a smile on Ken’s face.
“<Japanese> A true samurai does not spill the blood of a woman. <Japanese>” Tomo said, speaking through Ken’s mouth. “<Japanese> But that is fitting for you, considering you are not a true samurai. <Japanese>” He threw down Kill Strike’s sword to it’s very confused owner as Tomo walked back, sheathing his sword.
“Ken...?” Daisy asked, coughing somewhat as she found her voice again. Of course, she had no idea what he just said.
“<Japanese> Pick up your sword. <Japanese>” Tomo said, still speaking through Ken as he assumed a Battojutsu stance. “<Japanese> And I’ll show you how to wield a Katana properly. <Japanese>”
Kill Strike looked at his opponent, the one who was Mach Blade and yet... not. “Who are you?” Kill Strike said, cautiously picking up his sword.
“<Japanese> Enough words! <Japanese>” Tomo said impatiently, not understanding Kill Strike. “<Japanese> From this point forward, our swords shall speak for us! <Japanese>”
“Heh...” Kill Strike forced a laugh as he observed Ken/Tomo’s stance, still somewhat confused as to what was going on. “I may not speak Japanese, but I do know when someone wants to fight!” He placed his sword in front of him defensively. “You’re obviously not Mach Blade, but it’s obvious you’re a sword fighter. So...” Kill Strike charged forward. “PREPARE TO DIE!!!”
Tomo waited until Kill Strike was halfway into his attack, and then parried Kill Strike’s attack easily, countering with a strike to Kill Strike’s shoulder, and easily jumping back into a defensive stance some distance away as Kill Strike fell to his knees, nursing his wound. Daisy blinked several times; Tomo’s counter had been so fast, she couldn’t even see it.
“<Japanese> Get up! <Japanese>” Tomo yelled, angered at watching Kill Strike kneel on the ground. “<Japanese> You’re disgracing yourself by wailing like a child, especially over such a small scratch. <Japanese>”
“I see...” Kill Strike said, chuckling. He rose to his feet and turned to Tomo. “This whole time...” He stared straight at Ken/Tomo. “The Mach Blade that killed all the minions of Recluse in that warehouse... had only been a shadow of you...” Kill Strike burst out laughing. “Excellent! Now I TRULY have a challenge! No more holding back!”
“<Japanese> Do you find death humorous? <Japanese>” Tomo asked, observing Kill Strike’s behavior. “<Japanese> Then I shall make your torture long and painful; before this night is over, you will be begging me to send you into the afterlife. <Japanese>”
“All right! I found them!” Lily whispered, hiding behind a fort as she motioned for Dan to accompany her. The two observed the battlefield, their eyes settling on the two swordsmen who were about to clash.
“Ken seems to have this under control...” Dan said, narrowing his eyes slightly as he saw Ken’s glowing blue eyes. “What’s with Ken?”
“I don’t know...” Lily said, noticing Ken’s eyes as well. “Maybe Ken has some powers he never showed us?”
“I don’t think so...” Dan said, keeping his eyes on Ken.
“Here I come!” Kill Strike yelled, charging forward with at full speed. He was instantly upon Tomo, swinging his sword in rapid successions that were so fast that Daisy, Dan, and Lily could only see flashes of light as Kill Strike swung again and again at his opponent.
“WHAT?!” Kill Strike yelled in surprise as he watched Tomo easily parry every one of his blows, standing his ground as Kill Strike continued his assault. After 30 more swings of his sword, Tomo grew tired and took the offensive, knocking Kill Strike’s sword away for the moment and slashing him several times across the body and on his limbs, making sure not to aim at anything lethal. Tomo finally stepped back as Kill Strike fell to the floor, several wounds on his shoulders and arms bleeding onto the ground, the dirt around where Kill Strike fell a deep crimson color.
“<Japanese> Again! <Japanese>” Tomo yelled, preparing a defensive stance with his sword. “<Japanese> Attack me again! <Japanese>”
Kill Strike gritted his teeth in pain as he rose to his feet, growling slightly as he gripped his sword in his hands, his eyes glaring with rage as he glared at his opponent.
“What the hell was that?!” Dan whispered to Lily.
“How should I know?!” Lily whispered back. “What I want to know is... is this good or bad for us?”
“Hyaa!” Kill Strike yelled, charging Tomo once more. Once more, Tomo allowed Kill Strike to rain blow after blow on him, parrying it until he was satisfied before striking back with his own attacks. Once more, Kill Strike fell to the ground.
“<Japanese> Is that all? <Japanese>” Tomo asked, growing annoyed. “<Japanese> Again! Attack me again! <Japanese>”
This process was repeated several times, at the end of which Kill Strike was beginning to grow faint from the pain and loss of blood as he looked on, blood from wounds on his face causing him to close his right eye as the blood trickled down off of his nose and chin.
“<Japanese> What’s wrong? I thought you liked blood. <Japanese>” Tomo yelled, preparing a defensive stance once more. “<Japanese> Again! The night has only begun, and I intend for your agony to last until sunrise! Now attack me again! <Japanese>”
“Ken!” Daisy cried, righting herself (with some difficulty) into a sitting position. Tomo turned to Daisy. “That’s enough! Stop this! You’re scaring me!”
Tomo smiled slightly as he walked over to Daisy. “<Japanese> Of course, I apologize. A woman should not watch such bloodshed. Here, <Japanese>” Tomo closed the door to the fort. “<Japanese> You no longer have to see such images. <Japanese>”
“Ken! No!” Daisy yelled, banging on the door to the fort as Tomo turned back to Kill Strike.
“<Japanese> Now, attack me! <Japanese>” Tomo said as he watched Kill Strike struggle to his feet. However, Kill Strike assumed a defensive position, growling softly as he stood his ground. “<Japanese> Oh, I see. You wish for me to attack you? Very well. <Japanese>” Tomo sheathed his sword, once more assuming a Battojutsu stance.
“Something’s not right here!” Dan said, watching the battle. “I’ve never heard Ken speak Japanese before, and it’s not like him to torture his opponent’s like this.” Dan recalled the swift death that Recluse’s Exterminators and the Spines Brothers had received by Ken’s hand. “It’s like he’s a different person...”
“Do you notice his sword?” Lily asked, turning to Dan for a moment. “It’s glowing the same color as his eyes!”
Kill Strike braced himself as Tomo disappeared, but in the next instant he cried out as Tomo’s sword pierced through his already-injured shoulder, quickly retracting as Tomo jumped back into a defensive stance once more. Kill Strike once more fell to the ground, his vision growing dimmer as he fought to stay conscious.
“<Japanese> It doesn’t appear that you’ll last the whole night. <Japanese>” Tomo said, observing the rate at which Kill Strike was losing blood. “<Japanese> Do you wish to die now? I’ll honor you with a warrior’s death if you rise to your feet now. <Japanese>”
“Damn... you...” Kill Strike grunted as he struggled to his feet.
“This fight’s already over...” Dan said, shaking his head. “There’s no way that guy could fight off me or you, let alone Ken, in his current condition.”
“Should we go then?” Lily asked, clenching her fists tightly together, radiation soon flowing through her hands.
“No, let’s see what Ken does.” Dan said, turning his gaze back to the battlefield. “At this point, we don’t even know if Ken’s still on our side or not.”
“<Japanese> Now... <Japanese>” Tomo said, preparing to charge forward. “<Japanese> Stand your ground, and pass into the next life like a TRUE samurai! <Japanese>”
Tomo charged forward, and Kill Strike prepared to die, fear paralyzing his entire body. But, in that instant, another person entered the battlefield, so fast that he appeared to be a blur. In an instant, the back of another sword struck Tomo in the back of the head, knocking him out, and then a hand grabbed Kill Strike by his arm and pulled him off the battlefield.
“What the hell?!” Dan asked as in one instant it looked like Kill Strike was about to die, and in the next instant Ken’s unconscious body lay on the battlefield, alone.
“Let’s go!” Lily yelled, running forward and rushing to Ken’s side. Dan ran over to the fort and ripped open the door, freeing Daisy.
“What happened? Where’s Ken?” Daisy asked, pulling off the last of the ropes that bound her off herself. Dan pointed to where Lily was kneeling, and Daisy rushed over to her side.
“Ken!” Daisy cried, looking over Ken’s body.
“It’s OK; he’s just knocked out.” Lily said reassuringly, placing a hand on Daisy’s shoulder.
“Oh, thank God!” Daisy sighed. She noticed Lily’s grin, and Daisy quickly dried her eyes and composed herself. “I mean, I knew Ken wouldn’t have any trouble taking care of Kill Strike! I tried to warn him, but Kill Strike just wouldn’t listen! That’s what you get when you mess with Ken!”
“That’s a nice thought, but I don’t think Kill Strike’s dead.” Dan said, placing his hand on Daisy’s head and rubbing her hair around. “Anyway, what I’m really worried about is what happened to Ken back during the battle.”
Ken groaned and sat up, rubbing the back of his head as he did so.
“Ken!” Daisy and Lily exclaimed at the same time, then glared at each other for a moment.
“Daisy! You’re OK!” Ken said, turning to Daisy. He then looked confused. “But... how? I thought Kill Strike was going to kill you?”
“Huh?” Daisy asked, and Dan knelt down and grabbed Ken by the shoulders.
“Are you saying you don’t remember going nuts, speaking Japanese, and torturing Kill Strike to the point of death?” Dan asked, looking directly into Ken’s eyes.
“What are you talking about?” Ken asked, looking from Dan to Daisy to Lily, and back to Dan.
Dan sighed deeply. “Well, we’ll talk about it later. Right now, let’s get back to the base in case whoever interrupted the fight shows up again.”
“Who interrupted the fight?” Ken asked as he rose to his feet.
“The same person who knocked you out.” Dan said. “I’ll tell you about it on our way OUT of the Park, OK?”
And with that, Ken, Dan, Daisy, and Lily walked to the Park’s exit. Meanwhile, on the other side of the Park...

Kill Strike groaned as he looked around the abandoned road that surrounded Perez Park.
“He would have killed you, you know.” A voice came from above him.
“I know that voice...” Kill Strike said, looking up to see a man with short, blonde hair looking down at him from on top the half-destroyed gate that surrounded the center of the Park, the man’s arms folded over his chest as he looked down at Kill Strike, a sheathed sword at the man’s side.
“But I have to maintain what little is left of the Alliance, even it’s fallen members.” The man said. “What were you thinking, Sonic Blade?”
“I was following orders.” Kill Strike spat. “We’re no longer members of the Alliance, remember Swift Blade?”
In an instant, Swift Blade jumped down and drew his sword, pressing it into Kill Strike’s throat. “And I warned you, Sonic Blade...” Swift Blade said coldly. “You WILL maintain your loyalty to the Alliance, or next time I won’t be there to save your [censored].” Swift Blade withdrew his sword. “Now, go back and report this to Lord Recluse.”
“And what are you going to do?” Kill Strike asked suspiciously.
“I also have an assignment here.” Swift Blade said. “Now go! That’s an order!”
“Find, Leader.” Kill Strike said mockingly, and with that he limped out of the park, leaving a small trail of blood as he left.
Swift Blade looked back towards the battlefield. Those attacks... Swift Blade thought to himself. That technique... those eyes... Swift Blade thought back. It’s all the same as when I fought her...

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OK, so that was the conclusion! What did you think? I'll have the next Chapter up as soon as possible!




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Hmm, methinks that sword has some kind of magical entity within. Great chapter, but lets get to that further development of the other characters.


 

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OK! I apologize for waiting so long to update this fanfic, but I've been EXTREMELY busy with schoolwork and family obligations. When I first began writing this Chapter, I had no idea it would be as long as it's turning out to be, so here's Chapter 1 of the next Chapter in TPOTL; Enjoy!

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The sun shone down on the humble populace of Spider City. The thriving metropolis was just one of many that had been constructed under the orders of Lord Recluse, and in cities such as this one, the citizens found solace and comfort in the arms of the one whom they had once called “a monster”. In cities such as Spider City, many people could go back to leading a life similar to the one they had lead before the War, to a time before the death and destruction that had torn so many lives apart. In cities such as this, the people could find peace and tranquility where before they had known incredible pain and suffering. It was in cities such as this that support for the new Empire, support for Lord Recluse himself, was usually found.
However, that is not to say that there were no dissenting voices left...

“It’s outrageous!” The inebriated man shouted out loud in the local bar. He stood up off of his stool, the pitcher of beer still in his hand.
“Would you be quiet?!” His friend hissed, trying to pull him back down. The outburst had caught the attention of everyone in the bar, namely two members who were calmly seated in the corner.
Mercy eyed the drunkard with little enthusiasm. She sighed a bit, brushing her long, black hair away from her forehead with her left hand while her metallic right hand still clasped the drink she had ordered.
Mercy (who was only 18 years old) was wearing a black, shoulder-less, single-piece dress that opened at the bottom, allowing freedom of mobility for her legs and lower body. She also wore a white, leather jacket, which was open at the present time. Her black slippers clicked slightly as she adjusted herself in her seat, and she sighed once more as her brown eyes continued to observe the drunken man.
The man Mercy was sitting with also watched the drunken man, taking the time to crack his huge knuckles. Indeed, Bruiser was a BIG man, his rippling muscles visible even under his white T-shirt. His well-defined leg muscles stretched through his long, black pants, which ended abruptly at his black army boots. Bruiser’s long, brown hair was unkempt and flowed wildly around his head as his green eyes pierced through the man who was disturbing his drink.
“Why should I be quiet?!” The drunken man continued as he flung his arms about wildly, his drink spilling onto the floor as it was still in his hand. “Everyone in this city is suddenly SO happy to be living under that MONSTER, when only several years ago I remember those same people were looking towards all the great Heroes for help! What a bunch of SLOBS!” The man thrust his drink forward at his last words, the glass flying across the room and shattering on the wall of the bar.
“I tell ya,” The drunken man continued, his voice now a dull roar. “If people weren’t such COWARDS and had put up a decent FIGHT back during the War, we might still have some Heroes left to protect us!” The man seemed to sink a bit as he continued. “Them Heroes.... they was good people, you know...”
“Good people, you say?” Mercy said, getting up. Bruiser began to rise to his feet as well, but Mercy motioned for him to remain seated. Mercy approached the man, her tone firm but quiet. “I wonder... just how many Heroes have you known, personally?” The man looked up at Mercy as she continued to slowly proceed across the bar to him. “It seems you made the same mistake that everyone else made during the War...” Mercy’s eyes narrowed into an angry expression. “You put your faith in those men and women that called themselves ‘Heroes’, and they were unable to protect you.” Mercy was now standing over the drunken man, and she kneeled down so she could look him in the eyes. “We ALL made that mistake; but Heroes are NOT deserving of the pedestal we so foolishly placed them on.” She turned her head to the others in the bar quickly, then back to the man. “They take the Law, the Law that was created by HUMANS, by people like US, and bend... no, BREAK it until it fits in with THEIR beliefs. In this sense, Heroes are revealed to be just the same as Villains; worse even, since a Villain is clear about his or her intentions.” Mercy rose to her feet. “Protecting the innocent? Where were they during the War, when all of us were being overrun by Recluse’s forces? Where was their high-and-mighty PROTECTION then?” Mercy sighed turned to everyone else in the bar. “The truth is, we as HUMANS must rely on HUMANS to protect ourselves. We don’t need Heroes to protect us, but rather people just like you or me; people who WILL respect the Laws we set, people who DON’T claim to be above the rest of us; the people we need to protect ourselves is US.”
The drunken man looked at Mercy, then broke down and sobbed. His friend lifted him up under his arm and carried the man out of the bar. Bruiser walked over to Mercy and placed his hand on her shoulder.
“That was beautiful.” Bruiser said, always a man of few words.
“It’s just the truth.” Mercy said, still looking out the door. “The reason I formed the Saviors of Humanity was because we need to rely on OURSELVES, humans, to overcome Lord Recluse. Those people that call themselves Heroes...” She turned to Bruiser, her expression changed to one of anger. “They’re nothing but liars and hypocrites, every one of them.” She went to sit back down, though Bruiser noticed a single tear running down her face; just as soon as he noticed it, however, Mercy brushed it away.

The Pain of Team Legacy: The Saviors of Humanity (Part 1)

Serenity Tyler smiled to herself as she played with her dolls in the backyard of her house, located on the outskirts of Spider City. Only 10 years old, she was dressed in pink overalls, underneath which she wore a white T-shirt. Her white sneakers were caked with brown mud, and her brown hair was pulled back into two pigtails that flowed slightly in the warm breeze as she played, humming a child’s tune to herself.
Suddenly, Serenity stopped as she heard something. She looked around, a bit confused, as the sound grew louder. It sounded like voices, but the voices were garbled, incoherent, and Serenity left her dolls on the well-cut grass as she began to look around the yard to find out where the voices were coming from. She had only gone half-way around the yard when she began to feel a pain in her chest; she cried out, as the pain became more and more intense. Serenity fell to the ground as a circle of light opened up in her chest, and Serenity’s cries became screams as a huge, brown, insect-like.... THING emerged from the circle in her chest. As soon as it was out, the hole in her chest closed, and the thing turned and looked at her for a brief moment before jumping out of the yard.
Serenity’s parents, who had heard Serenity screaming, now ran into the yard to find their daughter crying in a corner of the yard, obviously scared half to death.
“Serenity, Serenity...” Serenity’s mother said soothingly, picking up the child and cradling her in her arms. “What’s wrong? Did you hurt yourself?”
Serenity turned to her father, her eyes filled with tears. “It... it... was... a monster!” Serenity cried, then turned to bury her face in her mother’s chest.
Serenity’s parents looked at each other, sighed, and brought Serenity into the house, trying to comfort their daughter.
Meanwhile, the “monster” that had emerged from Serenity’s chest waited patiently until Serenity and her parents were gone, then began to change it’s shape. It shrank, it’s brown skin changing to a lighter, pinkish color. It’s many legs became only four, and it’s face extended outwards into a snout. It’s skin began to grow blonde fur, and the creature grew long, floppy ears. Finally, it’s internal anatomy reformed, and where the “monster” once was, a cocker spaniel now sat, panting happily. Across the dog’s neck was a brown belt, and on the belt a black and white device hung. The device appeared to be a simple metal, black, circular gadget with a big, white button in the middle of it. Barking, the cocker spaniel ran out into the street of the suburb and sprinted towards Spider City.

Mercy and Bruiser made their way out of the bar. Mercy lifted her metallic right arm and spoke into the communicator that was implanted in it.
“Sly, we’re done. Pick us up outside of the Happy Time Bar.” Mercy said, looking around at the familiar sights of Spider City. The bar they had been in was just across from Spider City Hall, a fairly large government building for the Recluse Empire. On top of the building was an enormous flat-screen High-Definition TV that aired mostly news, weather, and important announcements about what was occurring with both the European Campaign and inside the Empire itself.
“I’ll be there in two shakes of a lamb’s tail, Merc.” Sly reported back, and Mercy lowered her arm. Mercy glanced at Bruiser, who was standing at attention, his face emotion-less as he remained ever alert to any threats that may endanger Mercy; such was his duty as Mercy’s personal bodyguard.
Mercy sighed as she looked around for some place to sit. Luckily, the bar had some tables set up for customers who wished to dine outside, and Mercy motioned for Bruiser to join her as she took her seat at one of the tables.
Mercy sighed and gazed down at her metallic arm. She thought back to when she had first seen Heroes in person... back in a place called Paragon City...

“Well, this is the place!” Mercy’s father said joyfully as Mercy and her mother got out of the family car to join him in looking around Paragon City. Mercy, 14 years old, gazed with awe as she saw a Hero in a bright costume fly overhead. Another Hero ran by them so fast that Mercy couldn’t even see him.
“Wow, honey!” Mercy’s mother laughed as she embraced Mercy’s father. “I guess you were right about moving here!”
“That’s right!” Mercy’s father said as he placed his arm around his wife and his other arm around his daughter. “The living conditions are cheap; I’ve got a high-paying job; and best of all, there are thousands of Heroes to protect us if we ever get in trouble!” He turned to Mercy and patted her on the head. “I know you weren’t too excited about moving, Mercy, but I promise you...” Mercy looked up into her father’s smiling face. “We’ll all have a better life here. And it’s all thanks to these incredible Heroes!”
Mercy’s father laughed as the family entered the apartment complex in the hopes for a new, promising life.


Back then... Mercy thought to herself. I honestly believed that Heroes would be able to protect us... Mercy closed her eyes. Damn them all...
Her thoughts were interrupted as she heard Sly arrive. She opened her eyes to see Sly in his stylish BMW. Bruiser walked over to the car and opened the door for Mercy. After Mercy entered the car, Bruiser made one quick check around and then sat next to her in the car.
Sly looked through the back mirror at his passenger and superior, noticing her saddened expression.“A bit glum, are we love?” Sly said in his British accent. “Something you might want to share with the rest of us?”
“It’s nothing.” Mercy said sternly. “Let’s just get back to the base, OK?”
“You’re the boss, boss.” Sly said, pulling away from the bar with considerable speed.
Sly was the sole “covert operative” in the Saviors of Humanity, and he fulfilled the job quite well. At a glance, one wouldn’t think much of Sly. He wore a black and white tuxedo, complete with a black bow-tie and a white flower on his chest. He wore lavish black dress shoes, and had a rather expensive watch on his left wrist, completing his outfit with white gloves. While one would guess that he was cultured, none would suspect that he was actually a member of MI-5 in the British Empire for several years. When Britain had been conquered by Recluse several weeks ago, Sly was able to escape to the U.S., and found an ally in the Saviors of Humanity.
Mercy sighed once more as she gazed out the window at the many citizens in the streets of Spider City. The War had caused many people to lose their homes, and when Lord Recluse turned out to be the victor of the War, the people that could afford it fled the country. For the ones who were forced to stay, many felt that horrible torture and execution awaited them. However, Lord Recluse stunned everyone by announcing the construction of cities such as Spider City all across the nation, in addition to health care, welfare, and employment in the new Empire for all those who swore allegiance to Lord Recluse and the Empire. Many of the same people who had opposed Lord Recluse during the War, who had nothing left to support themselves or their families, were faced with a choice between their morales and the lives of themselves and their family. When comparing the two, the former is hardly as important as the latter.
Mercy smiled a bit as she saw a mother shopping with her daughter. The daughter, who appeared to be about 6 years old, held onto her mother’s hand with her left hand while her right hand clasped a stuffed animal. The mother was facing a street vendor, apparently in the middle of either bartering or conversation.
After someone has experienced the horrors of War... Mercy thought to herself. They come to appreciate the rituals of everyday life. Mercy turned away from the window. Most of the citizens in Recluse’s Empire don’t want to fight; they remember the bloodshed of the War and would do anything, accept ANY government, if it meant they didn’t have to live through something like that again. Mercy sighed once more. It’s getting harder and harder to recruit new members into the Saviors of Humanity; it seems like everyone has lost their will to fight.
“Opening base entrance.” Sly announced as he pulled into the parking garage of an office company. Pressing a button on his watch, Sly waited as a section of the concrete floor of the garage opened up, and Sly quickly drove into it while pressing the same button on his watch again, closing the opening behind him.
The dark tunnel spun around in a downward spiral, leading to the base of the Saviors of Humanity. Entering the garage of the base, Sly parked the car next to several other cars, as well as some tanks and two helicopters that were already in the garage of the base.
Mercy was getting out of the car when her metallic arm sounded the alarm for an incoming communication.
“This is Mercy. What is it?” Mercy spoke into the communicator in her arm.
“Mercy, we’ve received information about several individuals who are asking about the Saviors of Humanity.” The man on the other end’s voice crackled through the communicator.
“Asking about recruiting?” Mercy asked suspiciously.
“We don’t think so...” The man on the other end of the communication said after some hesitation.
“I’ll be in the Conference Room in five minutes. I want everyone who knows any information on this subject to be present when I get there.” Mercy said with finality.
“Yes, ma’am.” The man replied quickly, and Mercy cut the communication. Mercy turned to Sly and Bruiser. “I want you two to join me.”
“Sure, boss.” Sly said smugly, raising his hand to his head in a mock salute. “You’re the one who wears the pants here, after all.” Mercy glared at Sly as Bruiser nodded silently, walking across the garage to open the door to the Main Hall of the Saviors of Humanity for Mercy.
Mercy walked (with Sly in tow) into the Main Hall. Suddenly, she was attacked.
“Mercy! You’re back!” June said joyfully, embracing Mercy. “How was your lunch?”
June was Mercy’s cousin, though she had always been more like a sister to her since Mercy had moved into June’s house after Mercy’s parents died. Though June was only two years younger than Mercy, the difference in their maturity was much greater. Whether this was due more to the fact that June grew up in a rather luxurious household, or because of Mercy’s tragedy, none could say; but everyone was always surprised that Mercy and June came from the same gene pool.
Even their appearance was strikingly different: June was currently wearing a pink tank top along with long, white pants, topped off with pink platform shoes. Her long, blonde hair flowed freely over her shoulders as she looked at her cousin through pink-shaded sunglasses.
“It was fine, June.” Mercy sighed, trying her best to dismiss June as quickly as possible. “Look, June, I have a meeting in the Conference Room right now; why don’t you check our food and ammunition supplies? I think they’re pretty low, so you might need to go out and buy some more.”
“Right!” June said quickly, assuming the most professional stance she could. “I’ll make sure we have enough food and bullets to supply an army!”
“June, we ARE supplying an army.” Mercy sighed.
“Right!” June said, did her best salute, and left for the Munitions Room.
“Are you sure she wasn’t adopted?” Sly asked Mercy with an amused grin on his face. The grin disappeared when Mercy glared at him. “Right then. Sorry about that, love.” Sly said apologetically.
As Mercy, Bruiser, and Sly entered the Conference Room, Mercy noticed that the Munitions Expert, Jim Starr, was leaning back in his seat, feet on the Conference Desk, his white 10-gallon hat over his face, and apparently snoring.
Jim Starr, interestingly enough, was the only member of the Saviors of Humanity that had been recruited while in prison. Mercy had first heard of him when reports had come in that someone (possibly a Hero) had been harassing some of the local Revenue Collector’s in the area of Recluse’s Empire that used to be named Texas. Apparently the man responsible had been arrested and thrown in prison, and Jim would most likely have been executed were it not for Mercy’s intervention. Mercy sent some members of Humanity’s Army to investigate, and was they reported that the one responsible was not a Hero, but rather a normal human. Mercy asked to see Jim in person, and after a brief interview, found out all she needed to know about Jim Starr. True, Jim Starr was cocky, arrogant, and only interested in proving that he could be just as good as any Hero, but it was his marksmanship and experience with fire arms that lead him to become the Munitions Expert of the Saviors of Humanity.
Even now, Jim Starr’s attire was an homage to the only people he ever TRULY admired: cowboys. His white boots rested comfortably on the desk as he slept, while his black pants stretched up to his black undershirt, over which he wore a white leather vest. He also wore a white belt, on which two holsters on either side held two specially-modified pistols that he wielded rather impressively. His long, brown hair hung over his shoulders, smelling of body odor; and though his face was hidden, Jim Starr’s face was always caked with a thin beard, like he needed a shave.
Sly chuckled slightly silently walked over to Jim’s side. Smiling, he quickly and suddenly clamped his hand on Jim’s shoulder. Jim awoke with a start, instinctively drawing his pistol and looking wildly around for danger. Turning to Sly, Jim sighed slightly and put away his gun, glaring slightly at Sly.
“Now, that’s enough sleeping on the job.” Sly said, looking to the door as several other members of the Saviors of Humanity rushed in, most of their faces flushed red from running, their arms filled with paper and pictures as they steadied themselves against the Conference Table.
The Conference Room itself was designed quite simply; it had several doors for entering and exiting the room all around it, and had a large, white, round table in the center of the room, with white chairs surrounding the table. Several monitors sat on the table itself, coupled with cameras and headsets, as these were the primary tools for communication during the meetings. The walls and floor of the room were encased in black marble, and several florescent lights hung down from the ceiling of the room, providing the only illumination. These lights were shut off when actual meetings occurred, as the glare of the lights on the monitors were sometimes annoying during the rather serious discussions that occurred in the room.
“OK, is everyone here?” Mercy asked as took her seat at the Conference Table, looking around the room. One by one, everyone answered affirmatively. “Good,” Mercy said, pressing a button on the Conference Table. The lights dimmed, the turned off completely. Mercy put on her headset and looked into the monitor in front of her, everyone’s face who was present in the room appearing on the screen.
“Now, would someone please explain to me EXACTLY what happened here?” Mercy asked impatiently. A female member of the Saviors of Humanity cleared her throat and began to speak. As she did, the other faces on the monitor disappeared the screen now showed surveillance videos of a street in Spider City.
“We first received reports from our scouts in the city about this incident less than 24 hours ago.” The woman began, the video showing four individuals, obviously minions of Recluse, walking down the street. The video cut to several scenes of the four individuals harassing several citizens, obviously pressing them for some sort of information. They appeared to be dressed in matching green short-sleeved shirts, had on matching blue jeans, and were all bald. “As you can see, because of the... nature... of their interrogations, they quickly became feared throughout the city.”
“And they’re asking about us?” Mercy asked.
“Yes, apparently.” The woman hesitated for a moment, then the video changed once more, showing the four individuals fighting with several members of the Army of Humanity. “This next video was received less than an hour ago. It’s a bit choppy, but we’re certain it’s authentic.” The video continued to play, showing hostilities rise between the four individuals in question and the members of the Army of Humanity. “Until now, we assumed they were Exterminators.”
“Do they LOOK like Exterminators, love?” Sly chimed in.
“Yes, they weren’t wearing the same attire as those in Recluse’s army wore.” The woman said, and another video played, this one showing the individuals suddenly sprout spikes out of their bodies and take out several members of the Army of Humanity. Mercy gasped slightly, and the woman continued. “Luckily, one of the members was able to retreat, and he provided us with this video. He’s currently in the Medical Wing, if you would like to speak to him.” The video feed ended. “So, Commander, what do you wish to do?” The woman asked as the monitors shut down and the lights in the room once again lit.
Mercy thought the matter over for a minute, taking off her headset and brushing her hand over her forehead and through her hair. “OK, I want someone to get a statement from the one surviving member as soon as possible.” Mercy began, her mind racing. “I want a team of 40 of our Army Personnel to prepare themselves for action. Sly, you will go into the city and search for these individuals. When you find them, do NOT engage them; contact me and then wait for us to reach your position.”
“Understood.” Sly said, leaving the Conference Room quickly.
Mercy turned to Jim Starr. “Jim, I want you to go down into the Munitions Room and find some weapons for Bruiser to use.”
“Right then...” Starr looked at Bruiser, who grinned back at Jim. “I guess it’s the old dual machine-guns as usual, eh Bruiser?” Bruiser’s grin widened, and Jim sighed. “Right. I’ll be right back.” Jim began to leave, then turned to Mercy. “Wait, boss. What will you be doing?”
Mercy sighed as she headed for the door, Bruiser in tow. “I have a cousin I need to call.”

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OK, that was Part 1! I'm already in the middle of Part 2, so I'll make sure to have it up as soon as possible!




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