July 10th, 2019 in their hub helo.
Josue, head power behind the 3 cities of Generil, Alyi and Seyort had put together a team of individuals he would publicly consider his own enfants if their job didn't require absolute anonymity. This collective of strays picked up by Josue and Nathaniel long, long ago are, mostly by Conyrol, called "The Gen-preservers' ' which surprised everyone else when he told Josue about the name one random day.
Their job are to act as scouts, scavengers and information collectors, so their days are often busier than everybody's own. During one of their agreed meetups.
"How long has it been since the job started?" A woman named "Alyssa" asked, "I believe a month, or so?" "Fitz" answered.
"Whoa wait, really?" Alyssa replied with a shocked tone, "I haven't even seen them yet!" She replied, still shocked and wondering what's been distracting her.
"It makes sense, Aleph actually just gave me a picture of the three." Fitz tells her, "Wanna see?" Fitz asked, having a feeling of what her answer would be…
"You know I love being surprised, Fitz, C'mon man!" Alyssa replied, "Yeah, fair enough, I guess." Fitz said before he shrugged.
"Wait... three members?" Alyssa asked as she had realized something, "I thought the announcement said something about hiring four members for each city?" Said Alyssa, "Aleph going on one of 'those' breaks again." Fitz told her, "Oh, well, that explains everything." Alyssa responded, "Yup!" Fitz responded.
"Question is... How do we go about meeting these têtards?" Fitz asked before wondering deeper, "I think I have an idea on how actually, it's sorta quick and Easy." Another member of the Gen-Preservers yelled Aka "Conyrol" as he entered the office.
July 10th, 2019... middle of the evening, right before many 9 to 5 workers get off of work, the Trio are still working and patrolling the streets together as that's a part of their job.
"I still can't believe he was one of the bad guys, though!" Artus said genuinely surprised, "He was so nice unlike the other security." Artus finished. "Arty, Arty, Arty, one of these days, seduction won't be what gets you into a fight but rather that overly trusting nature of yours will." Ember stated as she grabbed her long hair. "That's why I don't trust people too easily, anyone could betray you in a heartbeat, anyone could abandon you as fast." Lyle started as calm as ever. "So... does that mean you could betray us one day?" Ember playfully asked Lyle, just to see his reaction, she knew his answer.
Lyle's eyes widened as he never thought of the possibility then he answered, "... No, I would never betray or abandon you guys ever!" Assertively and yet assuringly as he buried the possibility down, never wanting to acknowledge any chance of the possibility.
"That got dark for you REAL quick, huh, Ly, Annnyway, onto a new topic, how has learning more about Generil been going lately, Ember?" Artus asked while Lyle was still silent, burying that possibility, but he would've been silent anyway...
"The citizens here completely know nothing about Generil's deeper history, it's frustrating!" Ember answered her brother angrily, "I know a breakthrough is gonna come and you'll learn more, ya just gotta stay patient." Artus replied in a soft voice.
Just then the Trio stopped and instantly after her complaint, Artus received an order from Aaida langrange that stopped them, ordering him to go to a specific address, and alone. Before Lyle or Ember could ask anything, they had received the same except ordering them to stop a crime at two different locations. After speaking and informing one another, the Trio separated quickly and rushed to the locations that the police chief had sent to them.
Sometime later...
Finally arriving at an ample and empty rooftop of a random building, owned by Josue and the city, Lyle looked around but found zero crime present. Aaida sent him a text stating that an illegal, smuggled weapons deal was happening with powerful people behind it.
Fitz aka the silent and skilled jackal and music loving introvert was waiting there for him. Being a Gen-preserver is the only life he could want and could love in his life. The adventure, the mystery solving and the fighting, in addition, the types of endless music he gets the chance to hear makes it a life and job that has no rival. Oftentimes he asked himself "What do I bring to the table?!" as he's aware he's far from the strongest, the toughest, the fastest, the most determined nor inspiring. He realized and accepted long ago, "Contentment" is exactly what he brings.
Lyle immediately saw his posture and could tell he was ready for a fight. What confused Lyle was the fact that this silent, Angry jackal was wearing a uniform that was purple and dark grey similar to his own with no "J" patch like his though.
Lyle heard a voice, "I like your style, kid, but show me you got any talent on par." But he didn't see anybody until he turned around to see a
"..." Lyle stood in silence himself as this intimidating Jackal tightened his gloves while he approached him closer in complete silence, a hunched back posture and an intimidating aura he carried with him.
Concurrently...
Alyssa Zoe Antaya, she'd be considered the middle child if the Gen-preservers were all literal siblings and a family. She likes to have fun but funnily enough, also shows that she's more mature than Conyrol at least. She's got skin that's the color of probably your favorite chocolate bar with a mixture of dark blue and black hair that can always catch your eye. Ember arrived at a famous park in the city, but it always closes at night, Aaida sent her a text ordering her to stop an illegal drug deal that's going down in the park. Instead of a riot happening, she arrived to see a woman in a tight, tight violet body suit, long black hair and standing in height around five-foot-seven, and Ember could tell she was waiting around patiently for her and this was a trap. Upon scooting in closer, "That suit will get you plenty of attention." Ember started with disrespect behind it, "Is that how you speak to all of your surpassing seniors, little Junior?" Alyssa responded just as disrespectful.
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"Conyrol" aka the fun brother, the slacker, the most simplistic yet complex child of Josue's but as well as the most unforeseeable in combat out of his 4 Gen-preserver peers. Taking a deeper look, a therapist might have a field day with him but you would assume he's got it all figured out. Artus finally arrived at the location Aaida ordered him to go to, but was late due to him getting distracted by a couple of girls and a pizza place on the way. Artus had forgotten the exact crime he had to stop, he just remembers that Aaida told him to stop a crime that's happening inside of some giant, old storage unit. When Artus had arrived, he saw a man asleep in a storage box. The man was large like him and wore regular looking clothing colored violet, unlike his co-worker's interesting outfits which had heavy noticeable protective elements to them, he only had a breastplate underneath what Artus thought to be a very comfy looking sleeveless jacket and a long sleeve black shirt under both. Artus walked up to him and started trying to wake him but it took a while, "Your excuse for how long you made me wait here?!" Conyrol had asked being the first thing he said to him, and from the top of his lungs when he finally woke up. Artus leaped back, getting lifted off the ground but was able to catch himself easily with one hand so he didn't fall, as he constantly stuttered and said "I can explain!" But when he did, he simply said "Hot women and pizza, man!" While he smiled. Conyrol smiled and replied, "Alright, alright, I can't blame you then, brother." In a genuine tone, "So, anyway, I'll just be straight forward with the fact that this is going to be a test for you…" He finished regularly.
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"What could I do?" Lyle asked in his head, Lyle then dashed in without another thought, but got stopped all of a sudden and unexpectedly, not even making it close to his foe.
Lyle struggled to break free from something in the moment but when he looked over towards at arms, he saw two more of the same angry jackal guy standing beside him and keeping him stuck in place.
As Fitz took steps forward, he responded, "Your style screams 'I've got about ten years of elite training but not an ounce of actual experience in the field to have a dance off with it." Fitz said as he continued walking calmly, "Hopefully you stick around" Fitz stated.
As Fitz continued to talk, Lyle was stuck in thought and tried to plan his next move since brute tactics aren't going to work and the one lesson Mentor Dain tried to drill in his brain decided to dip, he had to use his 2ND greatest weapon for this fight he's clearly outmatched in.
"Brute force won't work on a man who can multiply himself, and clearly defeating his clones won't work, so, how do I go about this?" Lyle all said and asked in his head as Fitz' clones held him there.
Fitz continued talking, "To even the odds a little, I'll name a couple of my powers and let you choose which I use for this, Sounds fair?" Before Fitz could name the few he's picked that would give himself a disadvantage, He had to dodge Lyle's punch, then he grabbed his forearm.
"Fair enough, instant teleportation can be quite a match for my duplication actually, Guess I get to stick with my favorite ability anyway..." Fitz told Lyle while he still held his forearm.
"I don't like using my cheap teleportation in a fair hand to hand fight but this isn't exactly a 1 on 1, I can let loose!" Lyle said in his head as he kept a determined look on him.
Lyle attempted a spinning backhand but Fitz used one of his duplicates to Block his attack in time.
Lyle teleported behind the real Fitz, and attempted to right hook him, but Fitz ducked it very smoothly, and followed up with one of his duplicates double legged drop kicking Lyle from behind.
Lyle quickly turned around and blocked the drop kick as he suspected something coming from behind him.
Recatching his balance after the knock back, "He's not that much stronger than I am, which means..." Lyle deduced in his head, planning his next move.
Lyle went in for another head on attack as Fitz saw him coming and prepared, before Lyle teleported behind him again, Fitz flipped high into the air while a duplicate took his place and took the attack to his side instead.
Fitz attempted to land on Lyle as he came dropping to the ground, but Lyle was quick enough to teleport away before Fitz could land on him.
"Was that blatant flying?" Lyle asked confused, "I thought you said you were going to use one ability." Lyle said and reminded Fitz.
"Good eye, and fair enough, but You can't expect your foe to be of their word, especially for what's coming." Fitz replied to Lyle.
"Are you my foe or my teacher?" Lyle asked genuinely lost on that answer, "I'm both, junior." Fitz answered.
"Since this battle won't end at the pace we're going, let's agree on something." Fitz said, Lyle stood quietly and waited, "If you can land an attack on me, then you pass our test, but if you can't within a time limit, then you fail it." Fitz told Lyle.
"... Our?" Lyle asked, "Ye, our, The Gen-preservers, think of it as American high school ranks, Freshman, Sophomore, Junior, Seniors except we technically are ghosts and don't exist so you guys are technically the seniors." Fitz answered, yet this information didn't really matter to Lyle at all, "I have zero clue what any of those are…"
"Whatever, Let's just get this started, there are lives that could be in danger right now!" Lyle replied, "Ok, remember, in that suit you're basically invincible so I'll have my duplicates go all out while I play the dodgy game!" Fitz responded, "Do this in style!" Fitz asked as he got into a defensive stance.
Lyle didn't answer him, Instead, Lyle went fully offensive and rushed Fitz' duplicates as if he was one of them, completely confusing Fitz because he knows Lyle sees him wide open but he still hadn't let his guard down despite Lyle attacking his clones as he suspected an obvious plan at play.
One duplicate of Fitz, tried to leg sweep Lyle but Lyle jumped out of the way, another had attempted to grab him but he shoved him off, and the exchange between the attacks of the three went on and on.
The battle went on until Fitz finally let down his guard just long enough for Lyle to teleport a good distance behind him and throw two knives, forcing Fitz to have to dodge them, but then he teleported again and threw his holstered pistols at him, opening a small window of time for Lyle to luckily anticipate where he would dodge then... he guessed correctly but had a 50/50 chance and stuck a knife directly into Fitz' rib.
Fitz looked down after his duplicates finally made it to Lyle and tackled him down, to see he had a knife lodged into his side and isn't shocked by the fact he has a knife stuck in him, but is more shocked by the fact that Lyle actually fooled him.
He takes the knife out of him but grunts before he places his right hand on the wound, glowing and the bleeding stopped when he moved his hand away, this does fascinate Lyle a bit but he just assumed Fitz was tough enough to handle the attack, no idea about these additional abilities.
"Fair enough, I wasn't specific enough when I stated the rules, I guess technically I am your foe." Fitz stated as he stood up like the knife didn't affect him at all.
"How'd you heal yourself like that?" Lyle asked after he teleported away from Fitz' duplicates, "This?" Fitz asked rhetorically, "A highly focused trick Josue taught me in my younger days." Fitz answered.
Lyle stood quiet and didn't reply, "Well... I can see why Armand approved of you, I wasn't expecting you to have even that level of strategy honestly." Fitz informed Lyle.
"Where are my siblings?" Lyle asked calmly, "If this was just some test, safe to assume the texts they got led them to tests too?" Lyle stated confidently.
"Your battle is done, but you can't see your friends, nor interfere with their battles!" Fitz answered assertively.
Fitz froze
Previously...
Ember's eyes lit up with the thought that she might learn more about Generil from the woman standing before her, from her senior.
"Really?" Ember asked, "Are you one of the hidden Gen-Preservers that Armand told me about?!" Ember asked with excitement in her voice.
"I am, and since you're one of the famous Gen-Oath gals, I can nicely confirm that!" Alyssa responded.
"Tell me about some history here, or about Generil!" Ember asked and demanded, "I could, but first you'll have to pass our test." Alyssa replied.
"Pft, easy, what's the test?" Ember replied quickly and excitedly, ready for anything, "Conyrol, another member of the Gen-Preservers was able to get a file on you guys and share it with the team, but there's nothing like hearing information about someone, coming from that certain someone." Alyssa said, "Tell me more about yourself, first, and your abilities more in depth." Alyssa voiced.
"I'm 18, My favorite food is currently breadsticks with potted meat and orange juice, my powers include calling forth swords, becoming temporarily indestructible and I specialize aside from swordplay, in speed!" Ember answered as quickly as possible that she almost ran out of breath.
"So young and vibrant, so fit and vigilant she's pretty alright at first glance." Alyssa notes in her head, "I wanna see what the threats to come will have to go through to get to the fine citizens here, show me!" Said Alyssa.
Ember summoned a basket-hilt sword and engaged in a stance, ready and prepared for the fight coming ahead, fixed on "Destroying" her test and realizing she's likely grading her on "Performance" rather than an actually winning since she's not a fool, ready to give it her all.
Alyssa pulled out a wrinkled sheet of paper from one of her pockets, "Ugh, Cony and your terrible handwriting!" Alyssa yelled in her head, "Know what, I'll name a number of~" Alyssa stopped there because she noticed many typos and spelling mistakes concerning the script she was given, "Alright, to be fair, I learned a lot of things from my father, Josue!" Alyssa informed Ember before Ember interrupted, "Josue, is your father?" Ember asked, "He's got kids?! Are you blood related? Oh, are ALL of you his kids? Armand told me there's actually five of you guys, I wanna know more about their history and this city's!" Ember asked the first question before bombarding her with more quickly, getting overly excited and interrupting her senior as she was trying to correct her misconceptions and bad Armand info.
"Anyway, He taught me how to do a lot of things, and because I have so many abilities, To be fair... I'll name a few and allow you to choose the one I use to fight you with, Junior." Alyssa continued after being interrupted, "Telekinesis, duplication or force fielding, Portal warfare, I'm terrible at this one but animal manipulation which would give you the biggest advantage and-" Alyssa offered.
"Doesn't matter, you can choose what you want, either way, You're gonna lose this, lady!" Ember answered her superior as she prepared herself for a battle.
Alyssa smirked, "Tactical confidence trick, niice." She noted in her head, "Okay little girl, You're going to have one hell of a rough time carrying out that promise but let's go with the prettiest, Ice." In a concurred tone.
Ember ran toward her with the butt of her sword, ready to swing, she swung, but missed because Alyssa dodged then froze her legs in place with pure and cold ice. Luckily Ember's leg armor and steel toe boots kept her feet protected from the ice itself.
Ember gathered up a large sword with a blade perfect for tearing through large ice blocks, she broke herself free eventually, but it gave Alyssa some time to prepare something else for Ember.
"Remember Mademoiselle, you said I could do whatever I wanted!" Alyssa yelled, "Have you taken it back yet?" Alyssa asked with the same smirk as before, "NO!" Ember yelled before she threw her sword and rushed her down with another sword and attacked.
Alyssa dodged her thrown sword, then froze Ember's legs again, before creating an ice dome around her that kept her trapped and in an igloo-like Dome.
Ember got frustrated by the pure solid ice Alyssa trapped her in, as she heavily struggled to escape from its thickness.Ember realized that if she couldn't chop her way out of it, she could blow her way out. Remembering a small explosive device that her friend gave her, a while ago, to test out on a villain at some point, she realized that she never used it. Ember activated the small grenade-like device then prepared herself for the explosion that's about to be glorious. The bomb detonated, blowing Ember away, Ember slammed into a nearby tree while Alyssa was far from the ice dome and far from the explosion. Alyssa laughed and clapped after she had put together what just happened to Ember. "Taking the risk of blowing yourself up to escape my thick Igloo?" Alyssa asked rhetorically, "Such a ballsy move honestly." Alyssa stated in awe. Ember got herself up and without a single scratch, she didn't hesitate to respond, "What's that saying folks say, "Everything Josue invests in is... "Invincible" and ``mess?" Ember quoted and responded.
"Nope, nobody actually says that except those not from here, and that Rod guy, Armand hired." Alyssa answered, "Oh yeah, speaking of him, I heard you helped expose him as a spy working for the "Inveigle thieves" sometime ago." Alyssa replied.
Ember dusted herself off as her armor did have an abundance of dirt on it, "I had no clue that he was working with them, Lyle simply told me that when he got finished with his fight, he ran to check on Josue's artifacts and saw him laying around a pile of others who were knocked out who wore suspicious clothing, the investigators discovered it." Ember answered Genuinely. "Well, did you atleast help with the capture of the annoying Inveigle sister?" Alyssa asked, "I indeed did!" Ember answered, as she prepared for another round, "But the full credit of her capture was stolen once again by my idiotic brother." Ember finished.
"Good enough for me, this has been fun but this is actually a one-sided test, hopefully Josue'll never assign any of you guys to help us out." Alyssa stated, "This job gets more and more traumatizing outside of earth, I wouldn't want you to quit.." Alyssa started with a creepy vibe and widened eyes. "Wait, if you're going to underestimate my ability so disrespectfully and not finish this test, at least tell me something interesting about Josue before you leave!" Ember asked so desperately, "Hmmm..." Alyssa made noise while deciding if she was worthy, but first she had to think of what she thought would be interesting news to share with her.
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"Awww, man!" Artus complained like a child, "Tests are not my exact… specialty." Artus stated as a fact. "Don't I know it, tests aren't my thing either but this test is a sort of test fit for you." Conyrol responded to Artus' complaints.
Artus gasped as he realized who he was talking to, "Are you a member of the Gen-Guard… Gen-preservers! My sister has been fan-girling about?" Artus asked with the feeling that he was, "Ye, pretty cool, huh?" Conyrol response.
"So wait, will this have to be hand to hand cuz I've been practicing actually or can we do something else?" Artus asked confused, "Well, I made a script for the rest of my team and I to read during these tests, but Y'know wha?" Conyrol asked rhetorically, "I remembered just now that my handwriting is elephant doodoo!" Conyrol answered Artus.
"What should we do then?" Artus asked his senior, Conyrol remembered something crucial, "Are you as good a marksmen as the files say, bro?" Conyrol asked with curiosity, with a sudden serious tone, Artus answered, "I'm even better than what it has noted, aim and accuracy is my only speciality!" Yet still said as if he completely meant it.
"Besides being pretty chill, and I'm in love with that cockiness!" Conyrol replied.
Conyrol looked around until he spotted some bottles in one of the boxes near Artus, He made his way to the box and opened it, grabbed one out and then threw it at Artus. This, of course, didn't even Faze Artus but it made him slightly confused.
"Ah, good, these bottles are some of his finest but are still regular enough, so, just what we need, assuming your assumably fancy bullets can penetrate them." Conyrol said after throwing one at Artus.
"Uhhhh" Artus noised as he scratched his left cheek, "What are we doing exactly…?" Artus asked him, completely confused about what's coming next, "Just come follow me outside, Art Art." Conyrol replied.
Conyrol picks up the large box and together, the two walk their way to the outside world, where they see some citizens carrying on their way, walking by and walking away minding their own business.
"He's using Telekinesis right now to move that box but some other sub-branch of Psycho-kenisesis to slightly push me away when he woke up earlier, they made all of us study and memorize every type of sub-branch in the Psycho-kinesis family but my hatred for them make me wanna forget all of it, gives me headaches." Artus noted and stated in his head, as he followed his "senior" leading him to the outside.
Conyrol sets the box down on the ground once they got outside the storage warehouse and grabs one of them, "Alright, Art, let's see how good your sight is with these bottles!" Conyrol finally said after being silent the whole trip out.
"A bottle tossing test?" Artus asked excitedly and rhetorically, "This'll be as easy as eating three boxes of pizza in one night!" Artus said aloud, "Oh, ya bet?" Conyrol response, "Then get that gun out and get ready!" Conyrol screamed out hyped up.
Artus summoned a rifle that he always used for bottle tossing tests at the A.J.C with everything he'd need for this test in the guns base form, Range, accuracy and most importantly, he knew how to control the recoil on it.
"You ready, Artus?" Conyrol asked while he held one of the bottles in a random direction, "You betcha I'm ready, piece. Of. Cake!" Artus answered while aiming and genuinely prepared.
Conyrol threw the bottle and to no surprise, Artus' shot was without a doubt perfect, the bottle was destroyed before gravity could get its fubsy fingers to pull it down.
"Cool, cool..." Conyrol said relaxed and like he was impressed, "NOW SURPRISE FOOL!" Conyrol screamed out, shocking Artus as after he shouted, ALL OF THE BOTTLES INSIDE WENT FLYING AND SOARING, EACH IN VERY RANDOM DIRECTIONS AND ALL OVER IN THE AIR!
Out of all 50 of the bottles, Artus was able to quickly and perfectly shoot 40 dead in the center before they had hit the ground.
Conyrol was truly impressed, "Whoa, oh, oh!" Conyrol said in a genuinely in-awe tone, "I might've doubted you could hit 40 cuz I was thinking you'd hit all 50 but that mean ya got room for improvement, that's always something to celebrate, Bro." He replied.
"Thanks." Artus said but he was actually pretty upset deep down that he wasn't a fast enough shot to hit all of the bottles.
"Welp! I'm outta here, you passed!" Said Conyrol still pretty impressed by Artus' quick shots, A helicopter came by to pick him up at super convenient timing, almost like it was planned or already seen when he'd finish his test.
All of a sudden, Artus' communicator began ringing like a phone, AND so he answered it.
"Yeah, the assignment was a test, so, was yours?" Artus said to whomever called him.