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Zus

The Diety
It all appeared on a small display in front of them. An unfamiliar face spread to life on the grainy screen before him, the usually placid and significantly advanced screens rattled to the point that they were reminiscent to technology around decades ago. This thought brought a smile to Zus's face, though it would be unseen to the other passengers in the transport Bay of the massive helicopter. The brief continued in procedure, a wizened face catching them up on all that occurred whilst they were under.


General Vector: "Upon this day and age you all stand as America's newest technological investment. Billions have been poured into your training alone, and your upgrades per say are another conversation entirely. All eyes will hound your every action the second you step off that bird. With that in mind, I have to stress that you do not falter from perfection, nor will there be casualties. This is your first operation, and your public reveal. Don't fail us in all our production."


The screen fell dark, and from an overhead speaker rang a new voice, spouting off a series of facts on their mission. Eight terrorists locked inside of a school. No hostages. Hallways rigged with explosives, anti-personnel in design. No danger to our armor. As the voice faded to silence, Zus's orange visor slid back from his face, revealing a smug grin and mischievous grey eyes.


Z: "They can't honestly expect me not to strike someone down with a few million volts.."
 
Mercy: Watching the screen, she just rolls her eyes. Good thing she has her glasses in place. Or someone would say something about it. They always did before. Mercy getting up from her chair. She starts to get into her suit, loading her weapons. He did love a good fight, she hoped that this one would come to what she expects. Looking of her shoulder at Z, in a cool even tone. "You always do that. Thank god I cover your ass when shit gets bad from doing that." She always teased Z, It was what they had always done. Checking her guns to make sure they are loaded.
 
Zus: "Those other times were flukes, dear. We both no in the real world no mere mortal can stand to the might of a god and his lavish sidekick" Zus always had the flare of charm ever present, eyes able to convey pure innocence at times, yet his actions in battle portrayed almost animalistic brutality. As his words left his mouth his visor slid back to cover his face, shielding it from sight and damage as the air around him began to hum with electricity, causing hairs to stand as his suit began its circuits. In a smooth notion, the helicopter could be felt slowing to a stop, the sounds of cheering citizens below could be heard as his audio filters siphoned the noise from the rattling blades whirring above them. Silently he stood, taking a few steps towards the door as it began to drift open, revealing a chaotic picture below. Panicked families and irate police surrounding the school, watching the doors of the helicopter for their saviors. His gaze fell upon the figure of Mercy, noting the number of guns on her physique. "Are you ready for our debut?"
 
Mercy: "Oh I am a sidekick now? What the hell is up with that Z?!?" Her eyebrow raises, "You think so high of your self. One of these days I am going to knock you on your ass!! See how well you like that." Mercy slips her red visor into place. Walking over she looks at the crowd. "You think they would learn to not do that. "When they can't do something right they send us in." Pulling her favorite long gun from, off her back. Holding it across her body. She had nicked name her rifle a long time ago. "Lets go get this done and over with Z." Mercy hated crowds, Z was the only one that she trusted in all the hell. And she loved the hell that they were in. <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2015_03/57a8c1b34f15f_KittyCat.jpg.bd00c6d4b6dfe0b4a9c7395ad5e870a4.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="44029" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2015_03/57a8c1b34f15f_KittyCat.jpg.bd00c6d4b6dfe0b4a9c7395ad5e870a4.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>


"Lets go have all the fun Z!" Mercy always staying cool under any hell they went into. She did like watching Z have his fun. This was another chance for it. "And Kitty Cat is ready." She looks down to her gun.

 

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Z: The minor sinatra of "Ave Maria" flowed into his helmet as he circled along the inner edges of the crowd, meeting their eyes unseen behind his reflective visor. His figure was menacing, and one would never guess a human being resided underneath the suit of armor as dancing bolts of electricity cruised rampantly along his spine. An undertone of amusement held true in his voice as he aligned to the main entrance of the school, a smug expression dominating his hidden face. "It's a straight shot to the auditorium from here. I'll beeline down the hall, setting off whatever explosives are hidden there and enter straight into the auditorium. I'm sure one good bolt into the closest fixture would overload any light devices they have, so darkness will definitely fall. My lightening isn't accurate enough to be trusted around the kids so these eight thugs are your responsibility." Facing the entrance he kneeled, mimicking the pose track runners would adopt before taking off, his armor whining as he upped his generation of electricity, a slight chuckle coming from his side. "And for fucks sake, if I hear you call that thing Kitty one more time I will end it's service period. I'm ready when you are"
 
Mercy: Nodding her head as she listened to Z's plan. "Will do no such thing to her." Looking at Z through her visor, if he wasn't the only one close to her. She would slap him right now. "You know I will take them out." She sighs a little. "I am beyond ready Z. Get your ass in there!" holding Kitty in her hands. She walks over to the side of the building. Holding up the Kitty, "You want me to open the door?" Giving him hell as always. "I can't very well go in, until you get rid of those charges."
 
Zus: "Try to keep up with me, dearest" The second she had taken position by the doors he lurched forward, the servos in his legs churning furiously as the male literally charged through the doors, their wooden frames splintering and immediately a charge went off near his ankles, peppering him with harmless shrapnel. Uncontested he continued, lights flickering as he passed underneath him, the electrical field he simply emitted threatening their infrastructure, his speed holding steady at a constant fifteen miles per hour down the tiled halls until a massive eruption spread from a locker to his left, chest level and entirely unpredicted. Well, it seems we had bad Intel again.. As he felt his feet leave the ground he quickly rolled his body over midair, watching as his right foot impacted the lockers to his right in which he kicked off of, completing his rotation with his left foot making solid contact with the tile again, never breaking stride as he barges through the auditorium door moments later, his hands wrapping around the neck of a surprised "thug", his pale skin charring black underneath his fingers as millions of volts were pumped through his body. Just as notice was given to his presence he emitted a quick pulse of electricity, and the room suddenly fell black.
 
Mercy: Shaking her head, "Show off!" Running in behind him, her gun at the ready. Looking down each hallway that she passed. She was clam as she walked. Flipping on her night vision on her visor. No one needed to see her. And Z was mr.light, no need to bring more attention. Coming down the hallway. "Going to the left." She turns down the left side. Scanning the hallway as she went. Seeing a "thug" down on the left. Aiming her gun, she fires. A red fire comes from her gun. As ball of fire hits the guy right behind the head. He falls to the ground. Walking faster down the hall. Her back on the right wall, as she waits. She swings around the corner, looking down the right hallway. A thug coming up and hits her in the back. She jumps around, swings around to the back. No one hits her, she kicking the guy in the gut, to push him back. Hating to be touched, let alone hit by anyone. Slamming her foot in his chest, he falls to the ground. Walking over to the man, her foot on his throat. She shoots him 2 times, in the head.
 

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