At the central base of the Assassins Corp. The Serpent Faction prepared to depart for their siege on Le Destrucìon's base. The mission was to begin immediately. The faction was made of 30 high-class combatants. All lieutenant grade.
Vashjai: "The day has finally come, eh? This'll be gritty for sure. Their forces are strong, and there's a chance HellBlazer and Haydes could be together at one base. That'd be the worst possible scenario for us."
Tristan: "Yeah, but we'll be fine nonetheless. This is what we trained for, after all. Plus, we got thirty members backin' us up."
Vashjai: "You right, you right. Aye, are you trying to smoke a fatty before we stroll, foo?"
Tristan: "Hell yea. Need to calm my nerves."
Vashjai: "Coo. Ima spark the one I've got rolled up already. Let's get high... then we leave in twenty."
Tristan: "Yep."
Vashjai and Tristan smoke their blunt as the platoon prepares to depart. It was finally time to go head to head with HellBlazer's troops. This battle was going to be monstrous.
HellBlazer: (Seems as though the troops will be moving soon. It's time to see if "that" fortune will come true.)
HellBlazer stood atop his fortress and peered out into the universes beyond. Watching his forth-tellings come to fruition. All in the scheme of 'ye ole Master Haydes.
Amiyama: "Hmm. So it's time to see if it is true or not. The teller foretold a great interruption in the Assassins' advance for HellBlazer. I finally get to see what that obstacle will be. I hope everyone is capable of peering into the beyond."
Kimichi: "I can see clear as day."
Kaguro: "Indeed. It's not difficult at all."
Sanjin: "Yes. We're more than capable."
Aiyama: "I find no need to answer."
Amiyama: "Alright then…
Haydes: "It's finally begun!"
Diablos: "Angelos…"
Angelos: "Yeah."
Sonya: "Isn't that?"
Joe: "He's this far away, yet im still shivering from his presence alone."
Tailee: "Ngh! I can't believe that monster actually showed himself!"
Dimitri: ….
Sanjin: "Just who is that…
Bujuro: "Monster."
Kimichi: "I wonder what his goal is."
Kaguro: "Woah."
Aiyama: (The serpent faction's mission is done on this end. He's going to wipe 'em out. They won't listen to reason.)
Amiyama: "So… it's you!
Haydes: "After all, huh? Z-"
Vashjai: "Z-ZeeArc!?"
Tristan: "This… This is far worse than Haydes!"
Vashjai: (We-We're going to have to fall back.) "What is it? Why're you here, Lord ZeeArc."
Vashjai says to a man with spiky yet messy blonde hair with a single braid hanging on the right side of his face. His skin was slightly tan in color, and his body was of a slim-bulk build. He was about six foot six in height and wore pretty baggy clothes. His jacket was golden with a fur trim while his pants were black. His undershirt was white and long while he trotted in golden martial arts shoes… weighted ones at that.
ZeeArc: "Well, if you must know, young Vashjai. I'm here to stop you from meddling in the unfinished match."
Vashjai: "Unfinished… match?"
Tristan: "What match!?"
ZeeArc: "The match between My best friend Death and that bastard brother of yours, Haydes."
Vashjai: "Get out of here with the bullshit man! I'd be damned to wait until Death is revived just to finish off Haydes! Move it, Lord ZeeArc!!"
ZeeArc: "Apologies, but that's something that'll only happen if I'm beaten. Which I doubt any one of the 32 of you can do. Plus, none of you can beat Haydes. His attacks all surpass you, and you'd be dumb to think he couldn't oneshot the lot of you."
Vashjai: "Tch! Fighting you is unheard of, but I'm not here to lose. We've come too far, and having Haydes here means Death could go away again. Not having it! (That's easier said than done. Dude's 6'7 and burling nothin but muscle behing that intimidating exterior. I see he's spiked his hair up and made it more blonde.) Damn."
Tristan: (Vashjai is scared, but it seems he isn't backing down. The others feel the same.) "Guess we're gonna take you down then."
Vashjai: "It seems so. The 32 of us attacking at once should fare well against him."
Tristan: "Yeah… ZeeArc?!"
ZeeArc: "What is it?"
Tristan: "As a fellow Gods of Annihilation member, I know what it is you can do. I say this now… You can't beat us all. We've got one sure-fire way of getting through. I'll show you our resolve now!"
ZeeArc: "Bring it little on... Hmm?"
???: "Before we start. Let me up our tempo a bit with my Beat booster."
ZeeArc: "Beeso? Boy, what are you doing here… a-and that boy DWAYNE!? Man, the Murdicc brothers are here. Guess I'd have lost quickly had I not known. Can't take this lightly after all."
Beeso: "Right! It's time for a beat."
Beeso is a royal member of the Light clan. He and his older brother both reign from the Murdicc house of arts. Their family specializes in using Studies, Birthrights, and elements that range into the arts category. For example, Beeso studies beats that give off stat boosts and nasty nerfs and debuffs. They also have some hidden packages within the more out of the ordinary kind of beats. His older brother, on the other hand, uses visual arts as his main study for right now. We'll be seeing this soon enough.
"Hip-hop Minerva!"
An upbeat symphony of constant tempo and blissful beat drops began to play before them. The beats envelope the platoon, boosting all their base stats by 10x their base. A second beat turns up and debuffs ZeeArc by 10. Then, a third beat begins to play and blesses the platoon with 5 sec future sight at random intervals.
Beeso: "This should be good for now. Dwayne?"
Dwayne: "Yo?"
Beeso: "Begim recording, bro."
Dwayne: "Heh, right."
Dwayne begins using his energy made camera to record the battle that's about to take place. This will allow for quite the script flip later.
ZeeArc: "Alright then, now that you've helped your platoon… let's begin." *FWIP*
ZeeArc blitzed a member of the platoon that reigns from the Dragon God Clan. They're known for having the toughest skin in the omniverse, yet this fighter was done in, by one blow. Even after the Minerva, it seems the difference is clear. They all spare no expense at rushing in at once and supporting if needed. This was a battle to get to their goal. Losing isn't an option!
Vashjai: "What the… hell was that!? Dammit! Ancestory: Hip-Hop Minerva x2! Now chaaaaaaarge!"
Platoon: "HYAAAAAAAAAA!!!"
ZeeArc: "Hmph, pathetic!"
*PRSH* *PRSH* *PRSH* *PRSH*
ZeeArc takes down the first four to rush in with just one hit each. It seemed to be a case of just him making full contact with you, and you were done for. Another six blows were thrown out. Three quick knuckle jabs for one chest each. They fell. Then, three counter jabs to stop the incoming blows. They fell as well.
Tristan: (What is he using that's causing them to fall like that. It's only been three seconds, and we've lost ten!)
Vashjai! We've gotta get in there. Beeso! Dwayne! You as well!"
All three: "Right!"
Four of the five strongest members rush in to try and tilt the tides of battle. By instinct, it seemed their instinct allowed them to counter ZeeArc's one-shot blows. But the damage was still quite high on the scale.
Vashjai: "Damn, the blows are heavy, and he seems to recognize us as more dangerous. Cause he actually hit vital- NGHA" *SPLURT*
Tristan: "Vashjai's right! We've gotta go in more cautiously and counter at better precise times.(Easier said than done, though. I just tried, and he countered my counter in mere milliseconds. And he attacked the pressure point in my right shoulder. It's completely gone.)
Beeso: "Tristan looks real hurt y'all. We gotta follow what he said. It's the only thing I can think of that'd work right now. Dwayne!"
Dwayne: "Right! (Zo'Elgor, come in and join. ZeeArc has cut us off and is dwindling our numbers by the second. I repeat! Come! In!)
Zo'Elgor: (Roger.)
With the one known as Zo'Elgor, the top 5 of the platoon rush in to try and stop ZeeArc's onslaught. As they rush in, another ten fighters go down in just a single blow. All were aimed at their vitals.
Vashjai: "Tristan, try to hold his annihilation particles back so we can go in without being damaged too badly. While he does that. Zo'el, level us up, Dwayne can prepare that. Beeso, follow me!"
All three: "Right, let's go!"
Zo'Elgor: "Leveling: Progress of the Paladin!"
The entire platoon, including those that went down, began to have their starts grow at a constant. For those that have fallen, they regained their consciousness, and their energy began to restore itself.
ZeeArc: "Ho? Guess I'll oneshot them all again this instant! Annihi-"
Tristan: "Halt!"
Tristan stops the annihilation attack before it begins. Just then, Vashjai and Beeso make contact.
ZeeArc: "Tch!"
ZeeArc releases 2 rapid blows that crush a pressure point in Tristan's remaining shoulder. And a failed attempt at stopping his heart temporarily.
Tristan: "Gah!!"
Vashjai: "Damn! He got his other arm just when the first started to heal. Beeso!"
Beeso: "Right! Yo, check me ouuut!"
ZeeArc: "Hmm? That's…"
Beeso uses an ancient form of taekwondo known as Empty Flow-Kwondo. It relies on using counter strikes and heavy kicks. The hands are mostly used as shields and swords when needing decisive blows. It preaches the art of multiple moves and strikes within a single motion. No move be wasted.
ZeeArc: "Son of a-"
ZeeArc dodges a flurry of strikes aimed at his vitals all over his torso. Within the last blow, ZeeArc looks to counter only to be countered by the same foot that struck 'em last.
ZeeArc: "Gah!"
Vashjai: (Nice one Beeso! He's mine now!) "Hyaaaaaaaa!!!"
ZeeArc: "Damn, I'm stunned!"
ZeeArc is met by a mighty drop kick that sends him hurling into a nearby asteroid.
ZeeArc: "Ngh…. Ah, man. These guys are fun. But I've had my fun. Time to annihilate!"
Vashjai: "He should be back any second. Let's regroup and take 'em down!"
Beeso: "Tch!"
Tristan: "Damn!"
Vashjai: "What is i-"
Zo'Elgor: "Dodge you fool!!"
Back the bases of HellBlazer and Amiyama.
HellBlazer: "Seems as though he's ready to end it."
Sonya: "Well damn! He's an absolute monster.
Joe: "True… but they're strong too."
Tailee: "Yeah. This is crazy."
Amiyama: "This will definitely be the end of this battle. No matter what they do. He's annihilating their energy with his presence alone."
Kimichi: "Yeah…"
Sanjin: "Damn! We should be there helping. This sucks!"
Bujuro: "Indeed, but there's nothing we can do. Even if we were there, we're weaker than all of them leading the front, and they're getting toyed with."
Sanjin: "Fuck… you're right. But I still don't like it."
Bujuro: "Yeah, me neither."
Back at the battle between ZeeArc and the Assassins. The assassins were being pushed back terribly as Vashjai lies still in space, unconscious.
Tristan: "Hoo, Ha! Tch! Ngh, grr…. Kyaaaaa- Da da da da da da!"
ZeeArc: "Hehehe. None of these pathetic strikes you employ will do a damn thing, Tristan!"
ZeeArc blocks the barrage of jabs thrown by Tristan. And absorbs the annihilation particles imbued in each blow.
ZeeArc: "Hmm. Annihilation: Three Folds."
Zo'Elgor: "Tristan!" *FWIP*
Beeso: "Look out!" *FWIP*
*BOOOOOOM*
As the Assassins head towards HellBlazer. They're stopped by one of Death's oldest friends, ZeeArc. Will they prevail!? Only 25 more days until Death's revival!
Next Chapter: We Lose to Noone!!!