"They want you to fight crime. They want you to make the city safe. They want justice to be done.......but they want it done THEIR way.
I did my job.
I stopped those men.
I saved that family.
So what if I had to kill that blood-suckin' cowardly Vampyre to do it.
They asked me to do a job, then cursed me for how I got the job done. They think freedom and justice is free and clean. They think peace is easy. They think evil will go away just by caging it.
They want peace, prepare for war.
They want freedom, prepare to pay the price.
They want justice, prepare for blood.
It all started with a ringing cellphone. Agent Thomson told me about something big going down in Peregrin Island. A small war had begun between Malta and the Council. A welthy man and his wife and daughter were caught in the middle. Turns out the man was a contributer to the Malta Corp, and the Council would make them their first target.
They attacked their home in Founder's Falls, and kidnapped the wife and kid. At risk of getting arrested for his connection, he sent out a call for help. Low and behold, the Bone Thugs answered the call.
We tracked down the Council to a warehouse in the island, little did we know we were being tracked by a small click of Malta agents. Seems we weren't completely trusted, and irony could be a <bleep!> sometimes. We iced the Council gards no problem, made our way in, and got the layout of the situation. Twelve on nintey-six, stretchy, but do-able. A small army just for us? Guess they were expecting Malta instead, lucky them.
The structure was made like any other warehouse, a slight maze, but fairly straight-forward. But this building had a twist: lots of Spider symbols sprayed over with red "X"s. It was a prototype Arachnos base in Paragon City taken over. They were scattered methodicly, so it made our task a tad easier(staight numbers, we'd be gone). We split up into teams of six, and went to work.
Finally, we got to the main room. As our resident human-calculator figured, the score was now twelve to sixteen. We were battered, bruised, and almost empty of ammo, so we kicked in the nitro for one last blast. Storming the final members of the Council, it was neck-in-neck for quite a bit. We got down to the last few, the head was a Vampyre name Archon Mortose. A devastating figure in a group, but as his group dwindled, so did he. In an act of despiration, he dove for the wife and kid.
This is where it started to fall appart. In a like-wize act of despiration, I dove at him, dicing him just a few feet from the family. No shock, not much remorse, just a job done, and lives saved. It was then we were beset by the Malta agents tailing us. Exausted, physically and mentally, we didn't stand a chance.
We awoke in prison. Turns out the "call for help" was real, but the "reward" was falsified charges, Zig-time, and a tarnished record, and complete deniability. We still had the thanks of his wife and kid. They had no idea of what really happened, but we later found out that it was all a settup to kill Archon Mortose, for Arachnos. Libral lawyers and a well-paid judge sealled the deal.
Time in the Zig changed us all. Our powers, our abilities, but not our spirits, or our drive to see justice done. We were busted out by Arachnos, because of the "destined ones", destiny for Arachnos.....is it's destruction, it'd downfall, and it's final justice.
Whatever sins we commit in the eyes of the "gud guys", when this is done, we will be either vindicated, or punished. Either way, good or bad, we get the job done, and will have gotten the job done."
"They want you to fight crime. They want you to make the city safe. They want justice to be done.......but they want it done THEIR way.
I did my job.
I stopped those men.
I saved that family.
So what if I had to kill that blood-suckin' cowardly Vampyre to do it.
They asked me to do a job, then cursed me for how I got the job done. They think freedom and justice is free and clean. They think peace is easy. They think evil will go away just by caging it.
They want peace, prepare for war.
They want freedom, prepare to pay the price.
They want justice, prepare for blood.
It all started with a ringing cellphone. Agent Thomson told me about something big going down in Peregrin Island. A small war had begun between Malta and the Council. A welthy man and his wife and daughter were caught in the middle. Turns out the man was a contributer to the Malta Corp, and the Council would make them their first target.
They attacked their home in Founder's Falls, and kidnapped the wife and kid. At risk of getting arrested for his connection, he sent out a call for help. Low and behold, the Bone Thugs answered the call.
We tracked down the Council to a warehouse in the island, little did we know we were being tracked by a small click of Malta agents. Seems we weren't completely trusted, and irony could be a <bleep!> sometimes. We iced the Council gards no problem, made our way in, and got the layout of the situation. Twelve on nintey-six, stretchy, but do-able. A small army just for us? Guess they were expecting Malta instead, lucky them.
The structure was made like any other warehouse, a slight maze, but fairly straight-forward. But this building had a twist: lots of Spider symbols sprayed over with red "X"s. It was a prototype Arachnos base in Paragon City taken over. They were scattered methodicly, so it made our task a tad easier(staight numbers, we'd be gone). We split up into teams of six, and went to work.
Finally, we got to the main room. As our resident human-calculator figured, the score was now twelve to sixteen. We were battered, bruised, and almost empty of ammo, so we kicked in the nitro for one last blast. Storming the final members of the Council, it was neck-in-neck for quite a bit. We got down to the last few, the head was a Vampyre name Archon Mortose. A devastating figure in a group, but as his group dwindled, so did he. In an act of despiration, he dove for the wife and kid.
This is where it started to fall appart. In a like-wize act of despiration, I dove at him, dicing him just a few feet from the family. No shock, not much remorse, just a job done, and lives saved. It was then we were beset by the Malta agents tailing us. Exausted, physically and mentally, we didn't stand a chance.
We awoke in prison. Turns out the "call for help" was real, but the "reward" was falsified charges, Zig-time, and a tarnished record, and complete deniability. We still had the thanks of his wife and kid. They had no idea of what really happened, but we later found out that it was all a settup to kill Archon Mortose, for Arachnos. Libral lawyers and a well-paid judge sealled the deal.
Time in the Zig changed us all. Our powers, our abilities, but not our spirits, or our drive to see justice done. We were busted out by Arachnos, because of the "destined ones", destiny for Arachnos.....is it's destruction, it'd downfall, and it's final justice.
Whatever sins we commit in the eyes of the "gud guys", when this is done, we will be either vindicated, or punished. Either way, good or bad, we get the job done, and will have gotten the job done."