Zero: Hours past
[I su** at drawing but no one say's I cant write...]
Through the cracking roofs of the city falling down to the gutters bellow, water plashed onto pipes and spread out to remains falling down bellow. Approaching the ground upon its surface reflected the image of two men down bellow. One dressed in a red shirt and holding a thin blade in his left hand as he smashed the other through the buss stop down bellow. The other grabbing his opponents hand holding it tight while he was pushed through the shattering glass. The second one was wearing a synthetic leather plating protecting his body, covered by a black jacket he was fighting for his life. As the droplet fell in between them the knife held by the red one quickly slashed it in half, heading for the others head. Once the black one noticed it he jumped back further through the glass pulling his enemy with him. With the balance destroyed, they both fell into the street. The suited one kicked his opponent back further away. As they rolled and stood up a glimmer of light shinned from the side of the red one. A buss was approaching him, he quickly noticed and stretched his hand and as the machine touched it, the front was starting to deform and was breaking apart, as it turned his head. the dark one had a gun aimed at him, the fire sparked through its muzzle and the bullet flew out shredding the air along its path. As the knife was lifted to stop it, the contact split the projectile and it flew past the opponents head twisted to avoid the shrapnel. The red one lost its balance and was knocked back by the buss. The opponent used this moments and dropped the gun running at him. digging something out of his pocket, the man jumped up above the red one, as he was floating above his opponent the edge of his boots were shining in a bright green. While he was above the enemy pushed the machine back and regained his ground, swinging the sword up. The leather one crossed his hands to block the swing. He was exposed to the force and sent flying upward, with his jacket shredded by the impact he flew up to the third floor. Gripping the remains of his clothing the man ripped them off and reveled a synthetic overall, covering his entire body. The point of contact was split and his costume was ripping from the hands. As he turned over shooting a hook at the house nearby, the man swung away to the other end of the street. When the enemy noticed his intention he gazed upon his hand, a plastic disk was stuck to his hand holding the knife, gripping the disk with the other hand he tried to tear it off. The disk beeped and exploded destroying his hands, and as the smoke cleared, the man in red was reveled standing without his hands, what remained were tubes and wires dripping with a dark red fluid, with the man enraged. He took a deep breath and with a shout shattering the windows around him, let loss a sonic wave destroying the surrounding. With the area in change his hands began to rip the skin and opened mechanical casing spinning back to replace his destroyed fists the man stood there with two blades for hands. The man covered with the over all was pushed back by the sound waves, losing his balance and hearing for a short term. He pulled a small shot gun from his back and aimed at the man who was already running at him. As the last droplet fell between the gun and the bladed man the trigger sparked shooting barrage of small pellets covering the mans body. With a small knock back the man was punched in the chest and kicked back. When he stood in the street covered in a silver liquid, and a small impaling dagger in his chest, the man looked up at the suited enemy and saw him flying at him with a kick aimed at the knife, the boots light up again, and the slam sent the small knife into its body, with a grave shock the small impaling object sent out a wave of electricity that connected with the silver fluid on the mans body and triggering it to explode. With its central quartics exposed, the man in leather punched it in the chest with his palm setting out an EMP wave shattering all systems.
With the remains of the android upon the street, The suited man pulled out a small microchip with the insignia of MetaNova Corp. and crushed it in his hand. Leaving the scene he projected an interaction system from his palm and selected the next target, sending out a message of the last job accomplishment. Within seconds he received a message, informing him of a fund transfer to his account.
[I su** at drawing but no one say's I cant write...]
Through the cracking roofs of the city falling down to the gutters bellow, water plashed onto pipes and spread out to remains falling down bellow. Approaching the ground upon its surface reflected the image of two men down bellow. One dressed in a red shirt and holding a thin blade in his left hand as he smashed the other through the buss stop down bellow. The other grabbing his opponents hand holding it tight while he was pushed through the shattering glass. The second one was wearing a synthetic leather plating protecting his body, covered by a black jacket he was fighting for his life. As the droplet fell in between them the knife held by the red one quickly slashed it in half, heading for the others head. Once the black one noticed it he jumped back further through the glass pulling his enemy with him. With the balance destroyed, they both fell into the street. The suited one kicked his opponent back further away. As they rolled and stood up a glimmer of light shinned from the side of the red one. A buss was approaching him, he quickly noticed and stretched his hand and as the machine touched it, the front was starting to deform and was breaking apart, as it turned his head. the dark one had a gun aimed at him, the fire sparked through its muzzle and the bullet flew out shredding the air along its path. As the knife was lifted to stop it, the contact split the projectile and it flew past the opponents head twisted to avoid the shrapnel. The red one lost its balance and was knocked back by the buss. The opponent used this moments and dropped the gun running at him. digging something out of his pocket, the man jumped up above the red one, as he was floating above his opponent the edge of his boots were shining in a bright green. While he was above the enemy pushed the machine back and regained his ground, swinging the sword up. The leather one crossed his hands to block the swing. He was exposed to the force and sent flying upward, with his jacket shredded by the impact he flew up to the third floor. Gripping the remains of his clothing the man ripped them off and reveled a synthetic overall, covering his entire body. The point of contact was split and his costume was ripping from the hands. As he turned over shooting a hook at the house nearby, the man swung away to the other end of the street. When the enemy noticed his intention he gazed upon his hand, a plastic disk was stuck to his hand holding the knife, gripping the disk with the other hand he tried to tear it off. The disk beeped and exploded destroying his hands, and as the smoke cleared, the man in red was reveled standing without his hands, what remained were tubes and wires dripping with a dark red fluid, with the man enraged. He took a deep breath and with a shout shattering the windows around him, let loss a sonic wave destroying the surrounding. With the area in change his hands began to rip the skin and opened mechanical casing spinning back to replace his destroyed fists the man stood there with two blades for hands. The man covered with the over all was pushed back by the sound waves, losing his balance and hearing for a short term. He pulled a small shot gun from his back and aimed at the man who was already running at him. As the last droplet fell between the gun and the bladed man the trigger sparked shooting barrage of small pellets covering the mans body. With a small knock back the man was punched in the chest and kicked back. When he stood in the street covered in a silver liquid, and a small impaling dagger in his chest, the man looked up at the suited enemy and saw him flying at him with a kick aimed at the knife, the boots light up again, and the slam sent the small knife into its body, with a grave shock the small impaling object sent out a wave of electricity that connected with the silver fluid on the mans body and triggering it to explode. With its central quartics exposed, the man in leather punched it in the chest with his palm setting out an EMP wave shattering all systems.
With the remains of the android upon the street, The suited man pulled out a small microchip with the insignia of MetaNova Corp. and crushed it in his hand. Leaving the scene he projected an interaction system from his palm and selected the next target, sending out a message of the last job accomplishment. Within seconds he received a message, informing him of a fund transfer to his account.