Jaxine Caulie
Goku
Dojo Blademaster
Bitch, your moma bought you Megablocks instead of Legos.
Posts: 765
Base: 155,126
Overdrive: 465,378
SSJ: 1,861,512
Zeni: 4,832
Items: Cookie, Heavy Weights, Simulator 2.0, Gravity Chamber (x100), Scouter, Muramasa, Senzu Bean, Space Pod
Profile Link: http://dragonballawakening.proboards.com/thread/1747/jaxine-caulie-mulligan-zeke-necross
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Feb 10, 2014 21:52:36 GMT -5
In Jaxine's mind, the distraught woman in front of them seeking help was just an annoyance. Some crab about how her 'little girl', who really turned out to be a seventeen-year-old was in the hospital they were gathered in, foaming from the mouth because she hit the 'Dragon Dust' too hard.
"Well, the girl was stupid and deserves it, then. But look on the bright side... at least nobody raped or killed her yet!" She smiled as the woman cried more, Zeke standing next to Jaxine. He punched her in the arm hard enough to sting and threw her a disgusted look.
Jax stumbled and started to yell some kind of insult, but Zeke cut her off. "My lady, please don't listen to Jaxine, here. Shes... an idiot. I'm sure your daughter is going to be fine." He said with a sympathetic smile.
"That F**k'n hurt, ya'know. Man, Twen better hurry the hell up, I wana blow shit up sometime tonight. Like jeez, how long does it take to interrogate someone?"
The woman looked at Jax. "Interrogate... I thought she was just being questioned?" She asked.
"Jax, don't-"
"Oh hell no, lady! She isn't going to rat out her dealer! Twen's probly in there smashing her face into walls, jolting her with the defibrillator, cutting off circulation with surgical tub-"
Zeke lashed out with another punch to the same spot as the woman cried more. She jumped up to go see her daughter only to turn and find the blonde Android standing in the doorway holding a small photo that she had printed from her body.
"His name is Henry Saz. According to her, he was throwing a party at his warehouse on the edge of town to celebrate going international."
Zeke stood up. "Are you telling me this man has already made preparations to expand the availability of this drug of his?" He asked.
Twen nodded. "It would appear so."
The woman ran off into the girl's room; Jax raised her hand. "I vote we go party! And obviously keep what we find."
Zeke raised an eyebrow, looking at the woman. "No. We storm in, verify that Saz is present, end the man's life, and destroy his entire business. I plan to liquidate the building completely." He stated, crossing his arms as if to say 'and that's final.'
Jax dropped her head into her hands with a pouty look on her face. "But I wanted to have some fun first. Party, get high, get laid..."
Twenty-One tilted her head to the side. "I'm sorry, Jaxine, but I was lead to believe that your idea of 'fun' was mass-killings and large amounts of unnecessary destruction and property damage." She pointed out.
Jaxine only grinned at the Android. "Yes, Twen. That's called the end-mission bonus!"
"Hmph." Zeke huffed, closing his eyes. "Correction. It's called 'main objective'. Nobody's partying, getting high, or getting laid." He told the two women. "At least... not until the mission is complete and we have been paid. Understood?"
Jax had a bright eyed, blank look for a moment, then grinned. "Zekie... are you implying that you wana party, get high, and sleep with one or both of-"
His eyes shot open. "-NO Jaxine... no. Hell no. I'm good on any 'good times' with a programmed sex doll and a sociopathic sadist." He made very clear... again... for yet another week. Twen had thankfully given up on such things as she was programmed to, but Jaxine kept it up. Zeke figured it was just because she liked to torment him, he figured she would reveal that should he ever take her seriously.
"Awe come on! You gotta give in sometime, may as well be tonight! I'll go easy on you..." Jax said, jumping up and throwing an arm around Twen, smiling at Zeke.
He turned his back and began walking away. "Conversation over. Mission begins."
Jaxine rolled her eyes, mocking him with her tongue stuck out as the two followed the black clad half Saiyan.
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Arriving at the location, the three descend to the front loading dock of an old warehouse. Bottles and streamers littered the place as the trio walked into the building. The lights were still on... people had been here. Could still be. Jaxine jogged ahead and looked through a makeshift black curtain made of trash bags.
"Holy shit guys, check it!" she exclaimed, causing Twenty-One to rush over. The two vanished through just as Zeke followed. The room on the other side was massive and dimly lit. there was a bar off to the side and a stage at the head of the room. The floor was littered with streamers, glow sticks, and red cups.
"I believe this area played host to some kind of dance-associated event." Twenty-One said, scanning the area. Zeke could only smell liquor. They even left the damn strobe lights on.
He looked around for Jaxine who had made her way to the fridge behind the bar counter. "Man, all they got left is that damned Say-Co crap. Where's all the Sohkoweiser!?" She dug through the fridge, throwing stuff until a door opened. Jaxine jumped the bar and came to Zeke's side with a 'Blazing Punch', blueberry punch flavored energy drink in her hand.
Why did that name sound so damn familiar?
through the door came open as three men walked in. One large man on the left with a white suit and sunglasses. Clean shaven with black hair. The right there was another large man, dark skinned man with dreads in a black suit. In the middle was a younger, shorter man. He wore a navy blue suit and was bald with multiple ear piercings. He looked to be the leader, the group took note of him the most.
The lead man put one hand on his hip as the trio came to a stop. "Ahh, i gotta say, I hadn't expected a Detective for the City Guard to appear as you do. But now here we are, Detective Jones."
The three clad in black tilted their heads at the same time.
"And who may I ask... is Detective Jones?" Zeke asked with great confusion.
The man burst out laughing as the white suit man took a step forward. "Don't play dumb, bud. We know your story. Been scoping this place out for weeks. Your that loose cannon guy who thinks he can get away with anything like its all a movie. We aren't surprised to see you trying to look like some freak."
He got a nod from the black suited man as the shorter guy raised a hand as he spoke. "Yeah, sounds like Jones. Listen, you got nothen. so how about you just turn around and see yourself out." He ordered.
There was a moment of silence before a black aura exploded. It was Jaxine, pissed off at all the sudden confusion. "I dunno who in hell Detective Jones is, but you're way off! we aren't here for evidence or arrests..." she balled up her fists and smiled a crazed grin "...We're here for your lives!"
Zeke closed his eyes. "She drank that energy drink, didn't she."
"Yes, sir. She has."
Like a rocket, Jaxine blasted off towards the man in white, Twenty-One taking at the other man dressed in black. They began to trade blows, the darker man speaking in some form of english that Zeke couldn't make out, and Jaxine calling the white man everything but a white man.
Zeke was suddenly sucker punched by the shorter bald man, who was quite athletically built. Zeke withstood the blow, looking down at the guy. Zeke being just over 7 feet tall would mean a greater stretch for the mans strikes to land at Zeke's face. The man stepped back, surprised that his blow had done nothing, then took another swing with more power behind it. Zeke put out a hand, blocking the strike with ease before he squeezed and twisted the mans arm enough to hurt.
"I want Saz."
"Nrg... You're looke'n at em."
Zeke smiled. "Well, this was easy. Prepare to die... if not for you, countless individuals wouldn't be suffering from your product." He stated, releasing the man and taking his sword's handle in hand, about to draw.
"Hey bud, they choose to buy the stuff. I just supply!" The man explained.
"They are pressured or forced into the first use, then acquiring more is a necessity to them. To remove the option and prevent future damage is the best decision, Saz. For the greater good of New Vegeta, you must die and your operation must be destroyed."
The man smiled as a battle raged around them. Jaxine was still screaming at the man she fought, and Twenty-One seemed to have he other on the ropes. However the shorter man seemed entertained. He smiled a sinister smile. Then, he pressed a hand to the ground, and it began to shake.
Zeke's eyes switched to confusion. What was this? The shaking intensified as the floor split open like a set of doors under their feet. They opened slowly, Saz dropping down into the crack and out of sight. Zeke looked down as something rose up, lights engaging and steam poured out. In moments, a huge device the size of an Oozaru rose up before Zeke. A giant metal monster.
A voice came from atop the machine. "Think you can kill me!? Well, just so happens that I own an Anti-Oozaru Armor-Suit! Try me now, Detective Jones!"
Well, that was randomly convenient.
"Who the hell is Detective Jones!?" Zeke roared at the man as the suit powered up, closing him safely inside. Damn, this was like some crap out of a movie...
Zeke drew his six foot sword, the Muramasa, and charged the machine at full speed. It raised an arm with a cannon attached to it and opened fire at Zeke. He kept on going, slashing through the energy blasts and moving forward. Size didn't matter... he better not say that out loud or he would get criticism for his sword or other 'comments' from Jaxine.
Zeke slammed his blade into the metallic body of the creature, releasing a bright flash of white light before he repelled back. He couldn't believe it. The machine stood completely unscathed! But the metals used to forge Muramasa were beyond that of normal steel... In a flash, a giant iron fist smashed into Zeke, slamming him into a wall before the hand opened to grab him and throw him into the floor.
The man laughed, his voice amplified with speakers from the Suit. "This machine is made up of Katchonium Alloy! It is the next hardest thing to the legendary metal known as Katchin... witch I have never seen. I doubt it really exists! This thing is unbreakable! Armored to withstand an Oozaru! You think you can defeat it with a sword!?"
He laughed again, raising a foot and bringing it down on Zeke. With a flash, Zeke was able to move and re-sheathe his blade. He focused his energy for a moment before he unleashed his mighty Crescent Slash! It tore through the air and slammed into the machine's arm just before severing it clean off!
"All that talk, and yet I can still cut clean through it." Zeke said, wings spread and floating at equal level with the man's robotic carcass.
The man was silent for a moment... then a long cable extended from the severed end at the shoulder. Several other smaller ones surrounded it, layer upon layer before making the likeliness of an arm before being covered in steel plating again. J
Jaxine was nearby, firing off a massive blast of energy at the white suited man when she seen that. "Holy shit, Zeke! It can repair itself!? Less cutting, try smashing it!"
He had little time to make a plan as the fist connected to the arm he'd cut off launched at him and smashed him clean through a catwalk and into another wall. Then, a large cannon sprung onto it's shoulder and began to charge.
"So you can cut it up. Big deal, It self-repairs too! If only the prototype was mass produced, right? That is what I plan to do with the profit from the Dragon Dust!" The mans insane laughter just worsened as he charged up. It was fast and strong, Zeke wasn't even able to get a good block in. Mass production would be the end of so many good peoples lives!
Zeke would charge up again, energy swirling around his right arm like the Acrosian had shown him. The beam fired, Zeke took it head on, dropping under it at the last moment and swooping in at the head of the robot.
"Blazing Punch!!" He echoed, slamming the power punch into the head. The kinetic energy that converted from the Ki he'd charged was too much for the metal to withstand, and the whole head crushed down into the body. Apparently, not far enough down to damage the cockpit. But again, the robot kicked its self repair in and it's head started popping back up and into place.
Twenty-One drifted down beside Zeke. "I have defeated my target. I did not need to end his life as of yet, I hope this does not displease you." she stated.
Zeke just nodded. "Twen, how can I destroy this thing?"
Twenty-One scanned the Suit. "Unit 06 of the Anti-Oozaru Armor-Suit. Last remaining prototype as the others are said to have been disabled four years ago. Prototype was perfected by this stage, no weakness present. Able to repair itself by re-creating its own synthetic parts..."
The head completed repair just as Zeke realized what he could do! Synthetic reproduction... it was not Organic. No living matter! Zeke smiled as Saz caused the iron giant's fist to fly up at him again. Zeke charged it with black energy circling his hand, slamming it into the machine's knuckle. Then, it began to disintegrate on touch! The finger, then the hand, the arm... it kept going, disintegrating into a black mist as the man inside became confused.
"What the... what kind of bullshit is this? You can't just... erase a giant robot like nothing! It's heavily armored! It can self repair!"
Zeke smiled. "It's just a metal suit. Metal is a simple form of matter. I... can manipulate many forms of matter. So, I simply turned your metal into Oxygen." His eyes narrowed as the man fell to the ground without a stitch of clothing, having also being non organic matter. Even his eyebrows, considered dead matter, were gone! "Take a nice deep breath, Saz. It will be your last."
Zeke swooped down, blade drawn as the rest of the robot deteriorated behind him. He lifted the blade.
"Stop! City Guard!" Someone yelled.
Zeke looked up to see a man with grey hair who hadn't shaved in a week with mirrored aviators and a cigar. He was a large, older man, clad in black slacks and shoes and a tan colored long coat. He held out a badge.
"Detective Hairy Jones, City Guard! That man is mine, bud. Three years of investigation... I sure as hell arrent just going to let you kill him off."
Zeke was wide eyed. So Detective Jones was real? How the hell did this guy mix him up with Zeke? He only took a second to figure it out.
"So, you sample your own product, then." he assumed, looking down on the pitiful heap of idiot. Zeke looked up at Jones. "Fine. But if this guy ever hits the streets of this, or any city again, he will die slowly." He explained.
The man put his badge away. "You're talking like I want to stop you... Angel of Death. I know you. Never guessed there were three though. Honestly, this sack of shit would look better in a hole. But we can do more if we take him alive. Sure, some people need to be dead. But sometimes, we can get info out of live ones to help bring down more dirtbags. Keep that in mind..." The detective walked up and handed Zeke a card. "And gimmie a call if you find a guy we can use. I can always let you know if your methods are more suited for a situation as well."
Zeke looked down at the card. "I'm not this dumb. The Royal and City Guard alike consider me nothing more than a simple vigilante cereal killer. I can't trust you."
Jones chuckled. "Don't trust them at all, no. But an old Detective who's tired of all the bullshit, soon to retire and move on? I got no idea who you really are, nor do I care to find out. I just want to work together towards one goal... the greater good." He took a draw off his cigar and smiled.
Zeke looked down at the card for a moment... then took it.
"The greater good, you say..."
[[Complete, PL please. Heavy Weights in effect.]]
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Post by graderr on Mar 8, 2014 23:11:33 GMT -5
2,324 Pl awarded and you can have your cookie back sir
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Jaxine Caulie
Goku
Dojo Blademaster
Bitch, your moma bought you Megablocks instead of Legos.
Posts: 765
Base: 155,126
Overdrive: 465,378
SSJ: 1,861,512
Zeni: 4,832
Items: Cookie, Heavy Weights, Simulator 2.0, Gravity Chamber (x100), Scouter, Muramasa, Senzu Bean, Space Pod
Profile Link: http://dragonballawakening.proboards.com/thread/1747/jaxine-caulie-mulligan-zeke-necross
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Mar 9, 2014 14:01:06 GMT -5
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