I dodge out of the way of a series of bullets fired off by Loki, ducking behind the couch in the corner of the room. I pop my head out to look at Loki. "How could you?!! I thought we had something?!" He lets out a sharp laugh. "You thought anyone would like you?" I rush forward, swinging my electric fist...
...that hits nothing. My head swirls as I try to comprehend what happened- I could've sworn he was there. I jerk my head up as I hear Loki laughing, but there wasn't just one of him. There were at least thirty of him around me, all of them completely unidentifiable from the other. I have no time to think, and discharge a blast of electricity, attempting to dispel, the clones, but they all just stand there-
I recoil as I'm shot in the shoulder from seemingly nowhere. I hear his twisted laugh once more. An uncontrollable pain exuded from the bullet wound- a pain so intense that I was rendered immobile. The clones grin at me with a wicked evil before they liquify and dissipate, leaving nobody else in the room...until I hear footsteps in front of me- until Loki appears in front of me from thin air. He smiles in pleasure at my bewilderment, pressing the barrel of his gun on my forehead. "Gonna need you to die now."
The wall to my left explodes in a blast of green flame as Shnimaru sprints inside the room, closely followed by Oiran. Shinimaru points his index finger at Loki, before discharging a concentrated blast of green flame at Loki's head from it. The blast pierces cleanly through his skull, and he flops to the ground. Oiran rushes to my side, ripping a piece of her jacket off, and wrapping it around my bullet wound, temporarily stopping the blood flow. Shinimaru steps over to the body of Loki- before it liquefies just like the others, dissipating into the air. His voice speaks out from all around.
"You'll have to try better than that- you didn't even lay a finger on me." I swivel my head around, trying to locate him. Oiran looks at me, puzzled. "The hell are you doing?" Now I'm confused. "Y-you can't hear that?" She now looks concerned. "All I hear are the two guys having sex next door." I place my hand on my forehead. "I could've sworn I heard that guy talking..." The door behind me slams open as Hiruka barges in, closely followed by a fleet of gang members. He locks eyes with me. "What the HELL just happened?!" I flinch. I hadn't noticed before, but his soul held tremendous pressure. "That girl we picked up...turned into a guy- I think? Everything he did was strange, it was like he was a living dream...oh yeah, then he FUCKING SHOT ME." Hiruka's serious face drops immediately. He turns to one of the gang members behind him. "Take care of Okoramo. When you're done, take him to the lobby. We'll all be waiting there."
I really couldn't have asked for a worse doctor. He seemed to have some sort of string ability, which allowed him to seamlessly perform surgeries- but he kept talking about big boob goth girls. He rambled on endlessly for the two hours he had worked on me. He had endless opinions on how every girl should be goth and get boob implants-
"Alright, I'm done." I stand up as fast as possible, slipping on my coat from the rack next to the operating table. "Just don't get killed, or Hiruka will blame me and kill me." I stop for a moment. I ponder killing myself just so this guy dies...anyway.
I wave him off, walk out of the room, and take the elevator down to the first floor. The elevator doors slide open, and I step out, Hiruka and the others waiting on the couch. I sit down next to Shinimaru. "Alright, you seem to know what happened, so spit it out." Hiruka sighs. "Are you familiar with the Shadow Wizard Money Gang?" I start to laugh uncontrollably. Not from humor, but from crippling cringe. Hiruka ignores this. "They're a group of four insanely powerful mercenaries hired by The lieutenant of Tenma, Atticus. They used to be regular gang members in Tenma, but he saw their potential and hired them to work for him. They're essentially the first line of defense against invaders attempting to take Atticus down. They probably assumed that the Doomcoin would lead you here, and had someone ready to take you down the moment you got here. The Shadow Wizard Money Gang's members are sectioned off my color, Loki being the Red Wizard...and his Twitch lets him manipulate your five senses."
I let out an exasperated sigh. "How the hell is anyone supposed to deal with that?"
"It can only be activated if you see his middle finger, which I'm assuming you have. The only option for you now is to fight using only your soul sense."
Shinimaru rubs his forehead. "And you're telling me that there are MORE people on his level that we have to fight?!"
Hiruka gestures to everyone else in the room. "Normally that would be the case, but you'll have to fight one at maximum. Take these." Hiruka takes a duffel bag out from behind him and tosses it to me. I rummage inside of it, and within, there are five red gang uniforms just like Hiruka's gang members. Hiruka stands up. "Our plan is as follows: We'll travel to the opposite side of Cybersplit Island- the island that we're on now- and enter its capital, Darufuka. We don't know for sure that's where Atticus is, but his forces tend to come from there, so it's our best shot. The only way to get to the other side of Cybersplit is through the lawless lands of Goma that separate the opposing states. Gangs run rampant throughout that domain, so if you're not affiliated with one, you'll be targeted- which is why you should wear those." He gestures to the duffel bag. "Once we get to the capital, we'll split up into four groups, one for each of the Shadow Wizards." He says. "We'll meet back up here at midnight in three hours. Gather your wits and meet me outside the main doors." He stands up very coolly and begins to walk away. "This may very well be your last journey."
"Dammit..." Shinimaru kept beating me in Uno, and I had killed three people out of rage because of it. We had both gotten dressed in our uniforms, which were just red tech wear pants and a jacket of the same variety with a black skull on the back. Each uniform had something different about it than the other though, like mine had a pull-up sort of ninja face mask, Siken's had a tie, Gin's had a black skull mask to replace the one that was broken in Neo City, and Shinimaru's had bandages that covered both of his arms. Oiran hadn't come in from the bathroom yet-
I feel a fist connect with my head from behind, turning around to see Oiran. She wore...holy shit. Instead of the full tech wear that we wore, she wore a low-cropped red hoodie jacket over a tight black spandex t-shirt, and a black punk skirt with fishnet stockings. She looked at me furiously. "Why the HELL am I wearing this?!" I clear my throat. "I...don't see what's wrong with it..." She punches me again. "Whatever, let's go downstairs." She begins to walk away, her FAT ASS-
"I CAN HEAR YOUR HORNY THOUGHTS!!"
"Got it."
We make it outside, met by Hiruka and about thirty of his men. He notices us, and nods to one of his soldiers who nods back, snapping his fingers- and an actual portal opens behind him. Hiruka gestures to him. "This will take us directly to the land between Tenma and Shibaku, the other side of the island. As I've already told you, this warring land is completely lawless and overrun with chaos, so I suggest moving as fast as possible. You ready." I look over to the others, and they nod before I turn back to Hiruka. "Let's fucking go."
As opposed to the inside of the Doomcoin portal, this portal was instant, and we immediately arrived in the middle of the middle lands. I swat away a decapitated head that flew in from my left, as rival gangs fight and...and...other verb. The rest of them step out behind me, Hiruka walking to my side. He points to a building on the horizon. "That's the capital that we're trying to reach. Our only goal is to get there without dying- got it?" I nod, and sprint forward. Weaving through a flurry of gunshots, before discharging a massive explosion of electricity, incinerating everyone in the near vicinity. To my left, Shinimaru drowns a flock of soldiers in green flame, singing the earth as flames lick and jump off of him. The large figure of the mannequin Oiran leaps over me, her gigantic form crushing all that oppose it. Gin and Shinimaru are bathed in blood as they slice through all that stand before them with their respective blades. Closely behind us, Hiruka quite literally stood on the shoulders of his gang members who gunned everyone in sight down with their Hiruka-branded pistols-
Everything went cold. An overwhelming glacial freeze completely overtook the entire area, spires of ice rising from the frosted ground as people froze in place from the sheer cold. I was rendered completely immobile, every facet of my body being completely rigid with frost as I struggled to escape-
"Well, would you look at that Loki? That little BITCH you let go is stirring up trouble."
Four figures began to enter my line of sight, emerging from the mist. Another voice spoke- it was Loki's.
"Shut up, Kanút. Your sorry ass couldn't lay a finger on him- the exact reason that Atticus chose ME for the job."
"Like hell I couldn't touch him,"
The four figures came into view. They were all dressed exactly like Loki, except for their respective black punk outfits having different colored highlights. The blue one, or Kanút I guess, pointed at me. "My ice worked just fine on him."
"Now, now," The purple one chided. "We can't be wasting time." Loki glared at him. "Who the hell invited you into this Vanden-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!" The green one yelled angrily. The others immediately snapped to attention, all of them responding in unison, "Yes sir! Taka Sir!" Taka grinned. "Now let's fuck up some bitches."