Pest Control - RP

[WarxePB]

-???: And I suppose they dissolved into a black fluid shortly after? Such is the price of immortality... The pink-haired one known as Des used an enchantment that stopped the Ancient Miscreation's internal clocks, so that they wouldn't age... however, it came at the price of them forgetting most of their memories. If someone mentions to them something they forgot, the enchantment causes their bodies to dissolve. They have to take another body, and transform it into their own. Only two of the nine S'res were exempted from this; one, because she has such incredible longevity that she could be considered immortal, and the other because she did not want to live forever.
As for Mistress Noirija, she is not me, if that is what you assume. She is dead, long gone by now. And I shall call upon your services if I ever need them again...

[Darkfox]

Dark Lord: Hmmmm... and what is the goal behind Pest Control?

[WarxePB]

-???: Our goal... is to move the Miscreations to another world. One where only they will live, and where they will not be prosecuted for their powers. And we take care of the ones who do not wish to move...

[Darkfox]

Dark Lord: And when you say take care of... you mean destroy?

[WarxePB]

-???: You tell me, Guardian. But for now, I do not need your services, so leave before I am forced to remove you...

[Darkfox]

Dark Lord: Hmmm... *walks out* until next time...

[WarxePB]

*PCHQ Control Room*


-Guy: We're at the surface, and a one-man... er, person - craft has been prepared for you.

-Tink: Very good. I'll go investigate that rift in South Africa. If anything noteworthy comes to light, notify me immediately.

-Guy: Yes ma'am!


*Tink walks out, and to the hangar*

-Guy 2: Lieutenant! Your craft is ready.

*He motions to a sleek-looking fighter jet*

-Tink: *sigh* This.. will have to do. *She climbs in, and starts it. Lights near the exit of the hangar blink, and she takes off.*

[Darkfox]

Dark Lord: *does his prayer again*

Guard: What is that you are doing?

Dark Lord: It is a custom for willing the protection of others.

Guard: Meh, Tink will be ok.

Dark Lord: It isn't Tink I worry about...

Guard: You are odd...

Dark Lord: Thank you. *fades out*

Guard: O.o;;

[Moosetroop11]

***
Daryl: Well here's where we left Hope and the others...

James: Empty... But it looks like there was a fight here.

Red: *Sigh*

James: Daryl, fly up and keep looking for anyone we know.

Daryl: Will do.

James: Now we wait, I suppose...

[Darkfox]

***

Neth: I am closing in on the target... can I kill the others?

[Moosetroop11]

Hope: *Sees Neth out of the corner of her eye* Now! *Throws a blade of glass which pierces Neth's head*

Neth: Ugh... *Tries to pull blade out but it is firmly embedded* So much for a surprise attack...

Neon: We knew someone like'd you would turn up sooner or later. *Assumes battle stance* Hope, run!

Hope: No, I can't run again! I'll fight alongside you! *showers glass towards Neth*

[Darkfox]

Neth: Not this time child! *spins cane blocking the glass shards then pulls out a gun and carefully aims at Neon*

Neon: Ugh!! *dodges as Neth fires but somehow gets hit in the shoulder* What!?

Neth: *had tilted his gun to the side, he grins*

Neon: He predicted me!? What is this psycho!?

[Moosetroop11]

Hope: *Lifts a drain cover, and, with difficulty, throws it diskus style. Neth dodges, but due to Hope's accuracy, the diskus still catches the side of Neth's face. Neth raises the Gun in anger*

Hope: Now, Neon!

Neon: *Slams into Neth's side with a flare of colours*

[Darkfox]

Aoi: Waaah! *kicks Neth in the face sending him flying slamming inprinted in the wall*

Neon: ...er... was that neccesary?

Aoi: Dunno, but lets go before reinforcements arrive! *they begin running*

Neth: *a beeping is heard*

Voice: Field Unit 3A, what is your condition?

Neth: *moves his arm a bit holding the communicator to his head* I seem to have been given a minor... *pops his neck back into place* setback...

[WarxePB]

*A bunch of helicopters materialize, and a bunch of heavily-armored soldiers with bazookas drop down.*

-Solider 3: Freeze! One move and we shoot!

-Soldier 2: Hey, isn't that that Hope girl?

-Soldier 3: Maybe she is.

*He walks up to Hope, pointing his bazooka directly at Aoi and Neon*

-Soldier 3: Are you the Miscreation known as Hope?