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Post by Jack on Dec 9, 2012 17:24:18 GMT -8
The way this thread will work is as follows. I will mark my job posts as JOB POST #x that is what is to be counted. However if you would like to post with me in a job environment or contract Jack and his associates for a job you can still post.
After a job had been organized either IC in this thread or IC in another thread I will post that job here titled JOB POST #X. I will work create a large post going into great detail about the post and after which if you would like to RP out the follow up meetings that would be great.
Contact book - the NPC's I use
Personal Guards - person NPC's - Wolf Guard
- Conrad
- Peter
Soldiers - Invictus - Jack's former division from Deorc Veritas.
"Destroy all who are in our path, never show mercy and never show weakness."
Sanguis Squad - 5 soldiers - (Code named Alpha Squad)
- Francis - Captain
- Phillip
- Gerard
- Henry
- Alexandra
Thanatos Squad - 5 soldiers - (Code named Beta Squad)
- Carson - Captain
- Marcus
- Jessica
- Victor
- Veronica
Unknown - Associates -
"We know who you are but you do not know us"
(unknown) - (unknown) - (Code named unknown)
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JOB #1
The first part was taking from a post made on the 6th of December the second quote taken from one made on the 7th. This is still keeping with the one post a day rule, before I decided it best to have this system of one post per job.
So technically because I've already posted (quote #2) in the alpha wolf thread, if I were limited to only one post a day I would have to wait until tomorrow to post this (reply #2). If that is the case I can simply wait 6 hours and re post this.
The way this thread will work is as follows. I will mark my job posts as JOB POST #x that is what is to be counted. However if you would like to post with me in a job environment or contract Jack and his associates for a job you can still post.
After a job had been organized either IC in this thread or IC in another thread I will post that job here titled JOB POST #X. I will work create a large post going into great detail about the post and after which if you would like to RP out the follow up meetings that would be great.
Contact book - the NPC's I use
Personal Guards - person NPC's - Wolf Guard
- Conrad
- Peter
Soldiers - Invictus - Jack's former division from Deorc Veritas.
"Destroy all who are in our path, never show mercy and never show weakness."
Sanguis Squad - 5 soldiers - (Code named Alpha Squad)
- Francis - Captain
- Phillip
- Gerard
- Henry
- Alexandra
Thanatos Squad - 5 soldiers - (Code named Beta Squad)
- Carson - Captain
- Marcus
- Jessica
- Victor
- Veronica
Unknown - Associates -
"We know who you are but you do not know us"
(unknown) - (unknown) - (Code named unknown)
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JOB #1
The first part was taking from a post made on the 6th of December the second quote taken from one made on the 7th. This is still keeping with the one post a day rule, before I decided it best to have this system of one post per job.
So technically because I've already posted (quote #2) in the alpha wolf thread, if I were limited to only one post a day I would have to wait until tomorrow to post this (reply #2). If that is the case I can simply wait 6 hours and re post this.
JOB #2
Is a shock and awe as well as clean up of a local no name gang.
JOB #3
Security work
JOB #4
Hold the line against several waves of hostiles and then lead an assault team.
JOB #5
Security work
JOB #6
Total and utter elimination of a rival force.
JOB #7
Serve an emperor and then serve DV!
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Post by Jack on Dec 9, 2012 17:24:41 GMT -8
JOB Post #1 - 1766 words (minus codes and titles) counted A man entered the building which had been tucked away off to the side only several blocks from where Jack O'Connors pub was located. A safe, low risk area which would be ideal for men and women of wealth and power to come and talk about their business. The man was ushered into a room where one of Jack's nameless Associates spoke over the contract at hand. A few hours later the man was shown out and his assistant brought him a new contract signed by the head associate. Jack sat in his office that his associates had organized for him sipping a glass of high grade whiskey. He was given the new title of chief of security and combat operatives they know me too well he thought as he re-read over his job details. He was to train a personal army, for whom he did not know but it did not matter. Provided with the men and the equipment he would make these men a force to be reckoned with. Candles and a large fire in the corner of the room helped lite and keep the place warm. Jack's eyes scanned over the new document that was presented to him, he had a new job to organize, people to contract. He have been given everything he had asked for a new suit, field equipment and an office. These associates would turn out to be quite useful indeed. "Jessica!" the large man growled as his assistant entered the room. She had learned not to speak unless asked a direct question Jack smirked at the young girl looked nervously to the ground. "Have a message sent out to the lads, I need three for a job also get me some names of people who work at the local graveyard, that is all". She nodded and exited the room, closing the door quietly behind. When all the preparations had been taken care of Jack had informed his assistant to let the people in when they arrived. Not before long three large men stood in his room, a small deep growl from his wolf could be heard in the background making the men uneasy. All it took was a look from Jack and the wolf stopped growling and just sat there contently near the fire. His own personal man was sitting by one of the small coaches off to the side, some personal security. "Two of you will accompany me, the other one is going to go off and deal with this man." Handing out the job orders "You have been contracted by my associates and your bosses paid in full for the job. If you do well their will be rewards failure and you will most probably lose your lives, are you prepared?" the men nodded. Raising up Jack drained the rest of his glass before grabbing his kit, moving out with the men, his wolf not moving apart from his head as he tracked his master across the room and his man still sitting on the couch. A few hours later: His rage was large and he had taken it out on the girl "SLUT!" he yelled as the girl came stumbling into his office "I want my man notified I'll have need of his services tonight" the girl nodded and rushed off to have a boy deliver his message. It was hell not having electricity but they made do, Jack's living quarters were only a few blocks away and he made sure that his men lived close by for situations like this. A few minutes later his man walked in "That idiot fucking botched the job" the man poured himself a drink "I told you I should have gone with him" Jack glared at the man who just waved his boss's death stare off "It doesn't matter I read the new draft on the way over here, we've paid some men to scout him and we think he's hiding in some place not too far from here. The only issue is it's in this territory owned by the 'crows'" He took a sip "not much is known about them but they seem to be a military type group, their security shouldn't be too strict if they're just your run of the mill gang. We can slip in find our man kill him, take the head and slip out." Jack nodded, yes he liked having Frank around because he was like him ... practical. "Yes, yes" Jack nodded with agreement "are you ready to go?" The man nodded and so Jack got up leaving what he had been working on for the last few days as he waited for their contracted trackers to find this man. Making a clicking sound, his wolf followed the two men across the room. As Jack got outside it started to rain, "fuck the gods..." he muttered as the two men made their way on foot to their target location. OOC: Quote 1 285 words Quote 2 594 words |
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Post by Jack on Dec 9, 2012 17:34:56 GMT -8
JOB post #2 - words 5165 (49 words title or code) counted
Preparation for JOB post #3
"Enter" Jack responded to a knock on his door it was his assistant informing him of his business partner. "Have a seat" the man was here to talk to him about suppliers for his pub, the pub Jack now had a stake in. "How's did the last delivery come along?" the man looked up at him always unsure of how to speak "Fine, the whiskey is selling well. I was just wondering if we could organised some security for the establishment. It can get a bit dangerous at times all the men as his liquor."
Jack nodded, he reached into the nearest drawer and pulled out a contract "Here is a contract for a pre-agreement, this is what I will submit to my associates which will either green light our deal or red light it. I want you to fill it out and return to me tomorrow, write down all the information you have and then in detail tell us of the job. I then take your request add my own suggestion and then either gets the go or when have to change a few things. After we just finalize a contract based on my assessment of the job, get that cleared and you'll have your men by the weeks end. I'm assuming Friday and Saturday are quite busy nights."
The man looked at him almost scared "Every night's busy sir, with the amount of work available it's hard to get Monday to Friday so people are all over the place everyday's a weekend so to speak" Jack nodded "right if tomorrow is too late you can come back later today it's still morning and we'll get it done by the end of the day. I have men on call for these sort of things." The man seemed pleased he took the form and shoot Jack's hand before leaving. Jack reached into another drawer and pulled out a large book.
He found the names he wanted and wrote them down calling out to his assistant. "These three names are of people I've given some light security work to, my records show they're currently on our looking for work list see if they can come in." She nodded and organized a runner to go see if the men would be free for his job. Within the hour the three men were in his office. "How's it going lads. I've found you a stable job three or four nights a week just during security work at a pub. The way it's going to work is, one of you works a full 7 days while the others work 4 days, then you switch through so you work two 4 day weeks and on 7 day week on a three week cycle. Sound good?" They nodded happy to get some full time work. Jack handed them each a contract "Sign and then see my assistant for further details".
Preparation for JOB post #2
Not long after his business partner at the pub returned and handed his form over to Jack's assistant. He was busy otherwise he would have gone out and greeted the man who was paying him so much. His organization had to have a hand in every pocket otherwise it just didn't work. Jack listened to the brief he was being given by his associate. "Our intelligence tells us that you carried out a similar job while you were living in San Diego. With your experience in these sort of matter it seems only proper that we offer you this contract first." Jack pursed his lips "I'll need vehicles, more men who are well geared and I want my guy to be in on it as well." Pulling a drawer open he removed his large book and opened it up. "Here are some names that I have previously worked with or know are capable. Am I allowed to suggest men for the job or would you like to have me oversee some of your men or do you have any particular people in mind?" Jack was of course talking to the client. "I have personally employed a few men in the past for security work but nothing to this magnitude no, who ever you think is best fit for the job will suffice." Jack nodded, right I am more then happy to organize this project for you."
The Australian was handed a contract to sign, and their meeting was finished. He would need at least 8 other men to carry out this job not including the clean up. Jack called in his assistant and handed her a piece of paper with names and job descriptions.
Some fifteen minutes later another one of his associates entered the room. "Please sit down, can I get your a drink?" The man shook his head, "I've been contracted to clean out a gang head quarters. They're moderately armed, I've made preparations for some men, but clean up is your specialty as well as recon. You have room for an extra contract?" The man nodded " right here you go" handing the man a subcontract. "Make the preparations you think are required and we'll meet again later to finalize before getting approval".
It didn't take long to get everything green lighted. Jack had twenty men in his office by the next morning. "Right men" A person from the back a woman called out "And women!" someone else called out in response and laughter erupted in the room. "Enough." Silence fell again "You are here because we've been contracted to take out a gang headquarters in a neutral area. Now from what our recon team was able to gather they are none of the big players so this should be straight forward. " he said as he flipped over a page on his large board.
"I have twelve ground men who will be split up into four squads, two squads of four and two of two. They will be lead lead my myself and another. We will approach the compound via vehicles which will be parked at two separate location, marked in blue and green on your maps.
My team, team A will go in through the front while team B will go in through the back. The clean up squad will be parked several blocks away, you will also have a guard of two ground men each.
The recon team will zip line down from the adjoining taller building to the roof. The clear out will be from ground up, when we've finished clearing out the building. We'll bring in the clean up team with the trucks and head off home after everything has been taken care of. Any questions?" The room was quiet "Right go and break off into your squads for a gear check and some lunch we'll meet back here in 5 hours at the rear courtyard for a final brief before we head on off."
One Hour later - prep for Job #3
"Okay make the arrangements for tomorrow, please send in my partner and make sure the message gets to my associate." his partner entered "Okay so I have arranged for three men two work as security at your pub. They will be alternating between one week and two 4 week shifts. The price is this" pointing to the bottom of the contract "That covers everything from their wages, to equipment and most importantly once we've established the most busiest nights and dangerous nights I'll be pulling one or two shifts a week to oversee everything. If you have no questions please sign below" the man signed but still had a question.
"I was also interested about maybe expanding?" Jack frowned the man was scared to displease Jack "later I have a job to do now. Maybe next month?" the man nodded and stepped back. Jack signed the contract and stamped his approval before showing the man out. Handing the contract to his assistant, "have this put into the records, and after I head out you can leave" the girl smiled at him, but Jack just frowned at turned around slamming the door behind.
T = 0 mission is go
"Okay you've all been briefed lets roll out!" Jack jumped into the passenger seat of the armored truck that his associates had acquired at a great cost. The convoy moved out from the rear of the complex and made their way to their target location, he picked up his little radio and checked the first channel. "This is Alpha leader, checking Alpha squad channel, over" the men took turns responding in order. Next Jack waited several minutes before checking his connection to beta, gamma and delta when they all responded Jack nodded. There was two channels the radios were linked to. One was a global channel that spoke to everyone the other was their own channel for their squad. The convoy broke up into it's separate units the two clean up trucks being semi 18 wheeler.
"Alpha squad ready to move out" He heard confirmation from the other squads. Lastly Gamma squad got into position on the adjoining building. "Alpha squad moving out"
As Jack lead his squad out he tried to not think about the reasons behind his mission. Last time it had been expansion. Expansion was a tricky thing sometimes but it was necessary. For without expansion we would just never grow as a society. The thing that got him about expansion was, especially in this sort of world there were those who were born unlucky. They were just in the wrong place at the wrong time, why shouldn't these people have a little head quarters and be in a gang they needed to survive somehow.
But they were holding up the line of progression and when people did that, they had to be removed. he was walking down the dark streets of some no name suburb. At the head of his little squad, he had made sure each squad had an archer or two, everyone in his unit had a bow. Stopping a block away from a three story car park (it's a theme of mine), Jack turned to his men and got them to go prone. "This is Alpha leader, Alpha squad is in position, over" the confirmations came from the other squads.
"Alpha Leader here. Okay this is the entrance to their head quarters. They have the front blocked by two old cars and they seem to have a small perimeter, it will have to be secured before we move in. Over" Jack waited from a report from team B. "Beta Leader, There are two men guarding the back anymore I can't see, we'll take them from a distance and move in quietly. Over" finally the recon team spoke "Gamma leader, we have two on the roof, we'll take them out with our bolts before we zip line down, waiting on your go Alpha leader. Over"
Jack looked at the entrance, several fires covered the area in oil drums as sentry points. He felt a bit of regret in the back of his throat he didn't know why these people had to die only that they simply had to. Maybe they were filling the streets with cheap drugs and someone somewhere just had, had enough. But that was likely not the case, he had heard a rumor that they made a living by stealing from other businesses and selling the black market goods.
He guessed that they had stolen from the wrong people and they were not going to be eradicated. Jack did a quick check of his gear, he was wearing combat gear underneath a large coat. As always he now wore his dragon plate everywhere, not wanting to risk being shot or stabbed in the chest. His orders were clear, kill everyone there and remove the bodies as best as he could. Bonuses would be given out on how quickly they performed the task. Jack was dressed like a bum as he stepped out onto the street and began to cross the rode. Limping as he did so, scratching his arms like a crack addict. He moved into the light.
"Hey you asshole, keep moving if you know what's good for you!" Jack looked at the other man and scratched himself again twitching his head. "Come on man I just need my fix!" A man moved closer to him and grabbed him by the collar. Jack just cried out and cowered to his knees. "You have the money?" Jack cried again saying "Yes, yes! Here!" he handed the men a roll of cash a guy chuckled and pocketed half of it. "because we're nice we're going to give you half" he looked up at them with his cold eyes "Half? I want all!"The twang of bolts leaving their crossbows could be heard as four men dropped straight away as the bolts slammed into their chests. Jack grabbed the man nearest to him and stabbed him in the throat. Getting to his feet Jack tackled the man to the ground and began to choke him to death. "Shhhh ... stop struggling. Shhhh" he tried to calm the man as he pulled a knife from his side and pressed it into the man's chest. "Go to sleep ... that's it ... shhh" the light passed from his eyes and Jack got to his feet. His men moved in and covered the oil drums with bin lids effectively turning off the lights. "Alpha squad is clear, all teams move out, over"
Welcome to hell
To say all hell had broken loose in that moment in time was an understatement. Two men at the rear had their crossbows cocked and a second one ready to fire by their side. As they broke through into the compound all heads turned to them. "EVERYBODY DOWN ON YOUR KNEES AND HANDS IN THE AIR THIS IS A RAID!" Jack loved these sort of things. It wouldn't matter what ever they did this was a slaughter. The first man to his feet was met with a bolt through the skull. The next one a woman was taken out by a bolt through the chest, she went down but she wasn't dead. Her lungs filling up with her own blood she would soon drown to death.
Jack’s left hand shot out and up, stabbing the man in the throat who came at him from the side. The tip of his blade that turned into the hook sliced through his esophagus all the way to his hilt before Jack ripped it across the protruding edge clipping the back of his spinal cord and ripping his skull from his shoulders only being kept together by a small flap of skin on the far side. He dropped by his side. Three more rushed at them only to be beaten back by the men either side of him. It was a rule keep formation if one hand is on your blade the other is on the shoulder of the man or woman in front of you. "Keep formation!" Jack yelled, the screams of their victims echoed throughout the building. He could even hear the commotion toward the back of the room.
All he could do was move forward hacking a path for his men who were at risk of being surrounded. "Keep formation! Watch my six. Frank get the fuck back here!" Jack yelled as on of his more younger and inexperienced men threatened to race out ahead opening a gap up. From there Jack had very few options they had been surrounded. "Frank switch with Jess, Jess take point!" they spun around flawlessly. "We're going to gut you all you fucking cunts!" one of the men yelled as the charged at Jack only to be shouldered to the ground and have his skull opened by a heavy wet blow with his cleaver. "Not today!"
"Sir!" A man yelled it was team B they broke into the fray spear heading their way through the crowed who quickly broke against them forcing some away other toward Jack. "Forward! reinforce Beta team!" Jack yelled over the cries. It was madness, he could hardly tell friend from foe but if they let a gap open it was over Jack was as skilled fighter as any but he could not take down a hundred people alone, no keeping formation was key. "Stay with me! Form your line, watch each other! Don't falter!" The two squads moved together as if they were the one unit. The formed a solid line three across with enough room for four shoulder to shoulder and back to back with a gap in the middle. Facing to their left and right were a man each and in the middle Jack stood there with his captain assessing the situation. They were hard pressed, they had makeshift riot shields and blades but by now they were tiring. Jack had his own riot shield slung over his back.
"Captain you and I are going to break a whole there" Pointing to a group filled mostly with women. His captain nodded, pulling down the visor of his altered motor bike helmet. It had gaps where his ears were so he could hear. "Breaking out! RIGHT" Jack yelled this meant he was leaving the line and a gape appeared only a body width wide but it was enough for him to burst through into the fray. He hacked wildly taking blows onto his shield and chest that if not for his armor would have taken him down. But he hacked away like a wild man. Screaming at the top of his lungs as his cleaved away with every swing he removed limbs with every swing he killed someone. His captain was there with him the whole way as they burst through the line. Now Jack and his captain were behind them. The people on the other side of his unit were none the wiser. "Invictus! To me!" he yelled out at the top of his lungs, his battle cry drowning out everything around them. His unit began to move one step at a time, adjusting their formation even tighter into a sort of triangle 3 forcing their way through the gap Jack and his captain created.
They had broken their enemy, sixty lay dead or dying on the ground a mere forty left. Some ran only to shot down. The only way out was now up and slowly they were forced toward the ramp which would lead to level 2. "All squads this is ALPHA leader what is your status over." it took a second or two to hear from GAMMA squad "Alpha leader, this is GAMMA leader, we have had to retreat back to the third floor we've taken one casualty but are able to keep the onto the second level ramp. Over" Jack took this as grave news. "Gamma Leader, This is Alpha leader. Roger that, I'm sending reinforcements now. Over" Turning to his captain. "Okay Alpha Squad and Beta squad make your way up the ramp Jessica and Captain you stay with me, the rest of you triple time over to that level your brothers need you!" They yelled and then began to run toward the ramp and up the floor to help their friends. Jack turned to his captain. "take the rear!" and then to Jessica "Take the front, any one gets passed me take them out!" they moved out.
The man launched himself at the next opponent bringing his blade up to meet his before swinging his shield around and slamming it into the man's face, breaking his jaw. "YAR!!!!" Jack roared as he buried his cleaver into another man's skull. He was hard pressed from all angles but he didn't let up, having been cut in several positions already Jack just ignored the pain already in his battle trance like state. It was a scream which stopped his world for him, unlike any other scream he knew that scream. It was Jessica, the first blade took her through the shoulder so she dropped her sword in pain the next would took her through the gut and then they ravaged her. Jack yelled his war cry bringing all eyes toward him. He went into berserk, he no longer cared about protecting himself. He moved with god like speed, a blur to everyone around him, a dark cloud moving around him. He didn't even bother dodging attack. A spear thrust narrowly missed him, cutting his cheek. Jack let out a grunt and slammed his cleaver into the man's skull removing his jaw from it's position. Spinning where ever he hacked a person died. "DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE!" He yelled, the rage having taken over, the rage having consumed him.
The plastic shield has splintered, it's edges now razor sharp. He slashed a man's throat. Having hacked his way through eight people to get to a dying Jessica, he didn't stop chasing down those who took her down he killed all five of them. Only ten remained. Wedged between Jack and his Captain. They surrendered pleading for mercy. "NO PRISONERS KILL THEM ALL CAPTAIN!" they both increased the tempo at which they were killing at, slashing even faster and harder. "Fucking murder them all dammit!" It took another few minutes before all of them were dead. "ALL SQUADS THIS IS ALPHA LEADER REPORT! OVER" he heard the reports from the clean up and medial squads but only the two others were urgent. "This is Gamma squad. We are hard pressed sir, they're swarming over us we can't hold out sir! WE'RE BEING OVERRUN! OVER." Jack swore, "Beta squad, We're pushing them back sir but they're being pushed back into Gamma squad we don't know what to do!" Jack growled he was at risk of losing a whole squad just to take out a few more targets. "This is Alpha squad, all available units move in, clean up and medical units move in! OVER". He took a kneel and removed Jessica's helmet, she was bleeding badly but still alive. Taking her hand he stared into her eyes. His jaw was loose where it had been slammed in "I'm here for you babe" He said in a soft voice trying to calm her. She was a strong well muscled woman, almost pretty if she wasn't so man like. "They're going to fix you up. Stay with me." he looked up at his captain. "Captain! I want you to stay with Jessica when the medical team comes take two men and come back us up. Leave two to help defend if anyone gets passed us." He nodded and came and took his place. Picking up Jessica's helmet he placed it on. "I'm going to send them all to hell Jess, so don't you dare fucking join them or I'm going to come after you!" he let out a clacking noise that could only mean she was trying to laugh but couldn't.
The Two Floors UP
After they took the roof they burst down the ramp, they were already armed and ready to make their way down the ramp to see what was happening down below but it was too late within the first few minutes they had already lost thirty men without realizing is. They launched smoke grenades into the clearing and just launched arrow after arrow into the crowed always hitting a target. "I'm out of arrows" and very quickly they had loosened all their arrows and were left with their blade except for two of them who still had arrows left. "Hold position until the smoke clears. But as it cleared a whole horde of them cam rushing at them. "back up the ramp, move it!" the captain yelled as he took a spear to the shoulder and killed the man who had attacked him. They fought in ways beating them back and holding them in position only because of the sharp shooters who would take off anyone's head who stuck it out. But the mob grew bolder and bolder always inching closer.
The leader could see the opposite ramp that lead up from the first floor, seven men crashed into the mob and began to force them back into the ramp. "They're pushing them into us, keep those arrows going if they stop we're all dead!". To even get to the mob from the first level ramp they had to jump over cars and other obstacles which made attacking hard. They were surrounded by a little fort like structures. The recon team had the higher ground but they couldn't go in close and the combined squad had the lower ground and was having to fight over obstacles.
First man to fall was one of theirs, he jumped onto the car only to have his knee hacked at dropping him to the ground. Before he could be taken by the mob he was dragged off and pulled to safety "Hold your lines! Dammit and move as a unit!". They pushed them back slowly moving around the cars and forcing their way into the mob they only retreated further. Being taken down by sharp shooters, but they knew the only chance they had of survival was to take the top floor and then beat them down using the higher ground. "We're being over run!" the recon team yelled over the radio as they engaged into melee combat with seven people. Two dropped with arrows through their chests but it was left with a three on three "Out of arrows!" one yelled "me too" the other yelled.
He joined the battle in a majestic blur, not hindered by the cars or the obstacles he leaped over them and launched himself into the middle of the mob. He had picked up a large sledge hammer, too cumbersome for a normal man but for him it was perfect. He swung it like a mad man, his armour protecting himself from all fatal blows but his arms were being torn to shreds. Jack screamed a battle cry "INVICTUS! TO ME! TO YOUR COMMANDER!" they answered his call moving around him. Staying well away from his war hammer. "ARRR COME AT ME YOU FUCKING DOGS!" he caved another man's head in as he broke their line, standing between his recon squad and the remainder mob. They rushed back only to be hacked by his Invictus squad. They moved back to face him but any man who stepped within range fell and died their chest caved in. It didn't take long for them all to die, Jack removed his helmet and handed his sledge hammer off. Moving to asses the injured.
"Can you walk son?" He asked one of the men, who shook his head, his leg bluddy. Jack removed some of his bandages and bound his leg to prevent the bleeding before picking him up and cradled him in his arms and walking him down a floor. "Good work men, tonight we drink, eat and fuck like kings." glancing at one of the women "At queens!" she turned to another woman and slapped her on the arse. "Fuck that tonight I have a hard cock like any of you other pussy loving shits." the two women kissed to the applause and hoots of many of the men.
The aftermath
Carrying his fallen comrade down the floor he stopped to speak top several people congratulating them on a job well done. Some stopped to ask how the injured man was doing. "Job well done mate, get your gear and then get into the trucks, we'll go rest for a bit, clean up and have a fucking party". They cheered and Jack continued to walk down getting patted on the back as he did so. They all had seen his courage and ruthlessness. If Jessica survived he would have saved them all and completed their mission they were mercenaries but many of them he had worked with before. There was a time when he fancied himself a leader when he and Phoenix dreamed of having an organization in the shadows Invictus were going to be his army and he was going to conquer the world with them.
Every man and woman had been accounted for, the bodies were being dragged into the large semi trailer and the those who needed medical assistance were being put into a smaller truck which had medical facilities, beds and what not like a large ambulance. He turned to the chief clean up officer "How much longer?" he looked around and gave him an estimate "Right when you're done I'll come with you to dispose of the bodies. The medical vehicle moved out early with a truck driving along to escort them back to the base. Jack jumped into the eighteen wheeler and they moved on off, 100 dead bodies packed into the back of it the clean up squad clearing most of the blood away.
The convoy made their way to a large disposal factory which was operational periodically drawing energy via generators and solar power. very expensive indeed. Jack was met with twenty more hired hands. He greeted them with a handshake, his appearance unnerved them, he was all bandaged up and still covered in wet blood but his hands were clean. he went to pull out a cigarette but they were drenched with blood. Swearing he through the packet to the ground, and a man who worked the incinerator offered him a smoke. He thanked him and lit up. "Right my men will help you unload the bodies. Over the next half hour they all worked tirelessly with unloading the bodies and moving them to the incinerator, and then burning them.
Finishing up Jack thanked the men and went to a little security box in the armored car opening it up he pulled out a very large durable package and handed it to the man. "Here's all the bonuses for the men and here's a little something extra for you. Make sure it's divvied out evenly, job well done mate." He turned to his men and made a signal by moving his finger in the air and in a circle "lets move everything out boys! ROLL OUT!" they all got into their vehicles and moved on out.
JOB #2 END
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Post by Jack on Dec 15, 2012 7:42:48 GMT -8
JOB post #3 - 555 words (11 words title or code) DONE and counted
"Just drop it off down here thanks" Jack would say to a delivery guy who had brought them a new order of whiskey and beer. As they stacked the crates down onto the loading area Jack opened on up and looked at the whiskey bottle. It was a new brand a guy he had been introduced through one of his contracted soldiers. Opening the bottle up he took a swig "nice" turning to one of his hands "Oi lads take these and unload them into the back, tell the boss the order has arrived."
Jack helped unload the rest of the crates before walking into the staff room and sitting down for a smoke. A few minutes later the owner walked in with a large package. Opening it he handed Jack his cut of the months revenue. "You've given me too much" he said at last as he counted the cash against what the balance sheet read. "Think of it as a bonus, you've been true to your word" Jack nodded his thanks and offered the old man a smoke. They sat there drinking for about ten minutes before they both decided to get back to work. Pocketing the money Jack cracked his neck and slid on his overcoat before walking through the establishment and out into the cold night.
They watched anyone who went by for potential threats, he had three men on the inside plus several more bar staff, all trained. On top of that he had four serving girls and guys. So the venue was packed "Oi I'm thinking of expanding the joint. Maybe building a bit of an extension and getting a kitchen set up so lads can get some grub." he flicked his finished cigarette away and lit up another. "What do you lads think, we'd probably need double the security staff you know of anyone?" they dropped some names here and then Jack nodded they were all good people he had worked with. "Okay keep a sharp look out lads, I'm going to check up on the others."
The tall male reentered the pub, his eyes glancing left to right looking for any trouble. Jack walked over to the two security he had hired. They were big, well muscles men. One had a completely flat nose after all these years of being broken by oncoming strikes. The other one looked quite odd, he had a bold head with a crooked nose. "How's it going lads?" Jack asked he got a report as he heard a commotion two men were going at it, all he had to do was motion with his head and his two security guys waltz over there and ripped them from each other and tossed them out into the street. "You guys want to fight do it outside".
He nodded his approval before turning around to the bar "Hey boss can I have my knock off?" the man placed a pint glass on the table in front and then began to fill it up with a nice thick bear chilled nice and cold. Jack titled it up to say thanks before drinking it contently. After which he turned around and left out the door he came.
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Post by Jack on Dec 15, 2012 19:37:18 GMT -8
JOB #4 - Counted
Reports were coming in from all over the place, the lines were being pushed, a smaller organization leader had commissioned his associates to help him secure some gang territory that was in dispute. As it stood Jack and his men would be deployed as relief for they had many wounded and would need to hold the lines until they could be taken back to safety and reinforcements sent in but that could take hours. This was one of the many skirmishes which occurred regularly around the city. Someone was always fighting someone, before when guns used to work things like this would be sorted over a period of time but not for long. Now they were reduced to fighting in mass groups and when that happened it was who ever had enough money to hire more hands that usually won. But numbers weren't everything Jack's men had been bloodied and proven. Each man was worth 3 others.
Orders were being screamed left and right as he sat down at table inside an abandoned house reading over maps of the bridge area that acted as a choke point. "Fuck this planning!" draining his bottle of beer Jack shouted for his right hand man his wolf shield "Conrad!" the man entered the room he was wearing makeshift armour, tactical clothing with a bulletproof vest and some riot standard combat pads, or maybe even NFL gear. "Get Peter and have both Sanguis and Thanatos lined up and ready to go!" he looked down at the map one more time and read over the note his associate had left him. Well more of a detailed battle plan. "I hope you're right old friend" he would say before leaving the building after Conrad.
"We will be hard pressed today! Do not falter and we shall all come out of this alive and a lot richer!" they cheered looking at his two captains before addressing his troops for the day. "They outnumber us three to one, kill all that stand but do not chase always maintain your line." looking back to his captains he raised his arm in the air and yelled "Captains on me!" He turned and began to march off. His two personal guards by his side. They were each armed with riot grade protective armour and anything else that they could find that would help protect them.
They passed a convoy of injured on there way through the suburban road. "Right guys keep formation we're about to enter a fucking war zone" He said as they made their way through a park, which bordered a highway. Smoke was rising off into the distance, as they got closer to the highway they saw the little blockade their employers had set up at the mid way point of a bridge.
"Okay you know the drill, fan out and man your positions we could be stuck here for the next few hours. Our employers are paying top dollar for us to hold this bridge." He yelled and his men moved, looking at his two captains "Francis and Carson take your men to either flank, Conrad and Peter with me." the captains moved off with their squads crouching behind over tipped cars.
With his full squad here and the reminder of the troops provided their numbers ranged between 30 and 40. They heard them before they could see them. A large mob armed with bats, cleavers a few every had swords although Jack was sure they were just knock off. The first blow came from his own troops a man not part of his squads lost his nerve and ran away. He didn't move far until Conrad threw his hunting spear through the man's neck. "Anyone else leaves the line without my permission will join him!" they now knew he would not tolerate running. You may survive by running but many more of your brothers may die because of it. He was now one day and hard pressed by the first wave of forty or so. The best thing was that there was only room for about 20 people walking abreast.
It didn't take long before they were tested on their lines. A man tried to climb over the first car and was stabbed through the throat by Conrad. Jack cheered at the man "You're hungry today Conrad!" His hand shot out grabbing a man by the collar and dragging him over the car. Raising his cleaver he hacked the man in the throat several times. "Shield!" He called as a man behind him handed him a makeshift shield. Another person tried to jump over the car only to be shunted back by Peter before being stabbed through the chest by another one of the provided troops.
"Keep it together! Francis! REPORT!" Francis turned over to him and yelled "holding strong boss!" he checked a spear thrust on his shield before using his long arms to hack at the fool who attacked him between the boot of one car and the other.
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Post by Jack on Dec 20, 2012 10:37:22 GMT -8
JOB #6 UNFINISHED DO NOT COUNT!
The person stood in front of him, their eyes cold and deadly, narrowing as the figure said one last thing before exiting. "Do not fail us". The cold words echoed inside his head as he stared at his new contract. This is madness he was never one who was scared but this wasn't just some random gang this was well trained soldiers he was going to have to take out. They had been through several missions now and his men had been bloodied they were ready for a war but not something like this.
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Post by Mr. Kaar on Dec 28, 2012 15:55:41 GMT -8
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Post by Jack on Jan 8, 2013 6:22:10 GMT -8
JOB#7 This is how it's going to go down (words = 1153)
As he did with most his days when he was not in the training yard or in meetings Jack decided to sit at his desk and read through he material that was provided to him by Phoenix. Novels on warfare and historical accounts of ancient battles that Jack would be interested in.
However as per usual in these moments he was always inevitably interrupted. "Enter" Jack yelled in response to a knock on his door. A small timid girl walked through and motioned for someone or some people to enter in after her. Several men entered the room and at the head of them was the man in charge himself.
"Have a seat" the Australian said as he motioned to the pair of leather backed seats in front of him and across from his desk. The man who lead them waved off his two guards who just took a step back. Jack glared at the girl which was the sign for her to quickly show them to some comfortable lounges. The lounges were large enough to fit several people and the two of them occupied spots opposite from one another. To their left and next to the fire place which had been well attended.
"How's did the last delivery come along? I heard that it was quite the difficult job" His assistant handed him a drink, black english tea. which he accepted with the pompous etiquette he always displayed irrespective of the company he was in. Jack almost felt like yelling out 'Don't be nice to her it'll make her soft' but he chose against it.
"Not that bad I lost a man and two more got injured but we killed thirty." The Australian said as he faced his guest who made a 'wow' shape with his mouth as the image of all those people appeared in his genius mind.
Decent. I didn't think such a simple task would prove so difficult." The man continued as Jack grit his teeth He's teasing me the little shit's actually fucking teasing me!. Jack's hands dropped for a second before returning to the table. He placed his cleaver and mace in wide view only to warn his partner that sometimes it was best to get to the point. ""Why were only three uninjured? Why do you always take such needless risks?" he placed down his cup of tea and crossed his legs one over the other before resting hands together on top of the other.
"You risk your life as if it means nothing. Do not forget who you are, nor who has to patch you up!" The man locked eyes with Jack he even went as far as to raise his voice. Why did he bring two men with him, was he trying to flex his authority? Jack thought for the first time slightly worried that Phoenix had gone off the deep end and lost it. The beast that was Jack O'Connor was quickly being pushed into the corner and just like a lion with it's back against the wall he will attack eventually.
"I have another task for you." As Jack heard these words anger flared up inside of him. Standing up in a violent manner he even knocked over his drink. "Don't fuck with me Phoenix! Just get to the damn point!" Jack growled as he stared at someone he considered his closest friend.
Phoenix didn't even blink at the onslaught of verbal rage Jack threw at him, despite the fact that the look he was receiving would make any lesser man cower in fear. No he simply drank his tea comfortably and then returned Jack's stare. "These two men will oversee the operations of Invictus in your absence"
Turning his head to look at the new pair "What's the names? And Conrad and Peter should be in charge when I'm not there!" The two men Phoenix had brought along with him were standing up, hands on blades and looking at Jack with eyes of hatred. Phoenix waved them down.
"They are my personal guards and more then capable of replacing you for a short while. Conrad and Phoenix will accompany you." Returning to look at Phoenix his eyes narrowed for a brief moment before relaxing and sitting back down in his large and comfortable chair. A few seconds went by in dead silence, the crackling of wood could be heard. He finally motioned with his hand and he looked around "So what's this all about?" for the first time Phoenix paused unsure how to proceed.
"There's a very important job" Phoenix paused briefly "Well series of jobs, not only for you, but for this whole organization. If you're successful we will increase our standings considerably. Failure, well failure means our existence will be severely threatened"
The younger male drained the last of his tea before continuing "Through our contacts we have made the arrangements to have your profile be put forth as a candidate for a certain position." Jack's eyes widened "Me?" he said almost shocked "Yes you."
Phoenix proceeded to call in Jack's assistant who entered with a huge file that was almost large enough to be a novel. "This so far is what we've been given about the mission up to date. He wants to meet with you and to show you off to his, court." Jack was now stunned "Show... show me off?" Jack didn't like the sound of that.
"Yes show you off. From what we've gathered he likes to acquire people. In this case hire them. You are to fill several roles but from what's described here they are all combat roles. I would not put it passed him to be involved with gladiatorial like events. So if from what we've been given by these documents and our contacts on the inside you will probably have to go through some tests before winning the first contract" Jack sighed as long as he didn't have to sleep with the man he was fine with it.
"So that's all we know really, he wants you to come to his large mansion be presented in front of his court and then serve him for the time being. It really seems that this is one of the few ways to establish a potential long term working relationship with this man."
He had heard enough. "Fine, I'll fucking take this job but I swear if these fucks have fucked up my Invictus I will not only gut them. I'll kill you!" his face scrunched up as he looked at the two men who would be in charge of his beloved Invictus.
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Post by Jack on Jan 12, 2013 20:53:06 GMT -8
JOB #7 Meet the emperor and make him happy (Words = 2716) Brushing dust and hair from his clothes, Jack made sure that he looked his best. Several people hurried around him, making the lengths of his pants were correct that his shoes were perfectly shined. Seeing to his uniform to make sure he was perfectly dressed for the occasion. They had got a new sword for him, a ceremonial naval one from the 18th century but Jack turned it down. He liked to have his own steel nice and close. Adjusting a few weapons around his weapon belt so they were evenly distributed, Jack outstretched his arms horizontally so he could be brushed down like a dog. He stared long and hard in the mirror, for a brief moment he even enjoyed it all.. Sighing he thought to himself You are a grand commander, act like one but he wasn't really the commander that mattered there was always someone above you. In this case, clients, very wealthy and powerful clients, who demanded everything from you. Even your life. This particular soon to be client was no other than a self title emperor, he named himself Octavian, but in all reality all he was, was just a rich man with a small private army clinging onto what was left of his former life at the top of the food chain. It's rumored that prospecting mercenary lords like Jack risk their entire forces just to win his approval. For a spot on his list meant more wealthy and support that very few apart from the all powerful Barker. Certainly for those who wish to fight but refused to become servants of Barker. Having individuals such as Octavian to prop you up and provide the funding needed for a campaign was necessary. It was times like this that he wondered whether or not his partner actually cared for him. Jack was no diplomat yet why was he being sent off to deal with potential clients, especially clients as important as this. They argued long and hard, it ended with Phoenix assuring him that Jack was the man for the job, that Octavian had requested him personally. Of course he didn't refrain from lecturing him on the importance of his manners. He had his suspicions about this whole mission. Phoenix was known to mislead Jack or twist the truth to attain a favorable outcome for himself. Slowly Jack reaches for his glass of scotch, two little ice cubes floating in the brown translucent liquid. Lifting it to his mouth he take a large sip of the liquor. Instead of placing it down after his sip he drains the glass and requests a refill. Outstretching the glass to his right, not even looking at where his hand was. Before long he could feel the weight of the liquid being poured into the glass, turning to see who filled it. The sound of their breathing different to what he had become accustomed too. To his surprise a younger male, maybe nineteen or twenty years old stood there, the two females who had been serving him in the corner unflinching and looking down. Wearing a uniform reminiscent of what you'd expect officers to be wearing in their dress uniforms during the 1940's. Jack's eyes drifted to the magnificent jeweled saber strapped to his waist. "Is this a bad time to have disturbed you monsieur O'Connor?" the boy said at last. Jack shook his head deciding it was best not to speak yet. Cautiously Jack raised his glass of whiskey to his lips as he lifted his head up and finished the glass of whiskey. A small white cloth was offered to him which he accepted and wiped his mouth. The officer noticed that Jack had not yet donned the blade which was presented to Jack to wear at his presentation. "Was the blade not to your liking sir? I can have it replaced. I'm sure the Emperor doesn't mind waiting any longer." Jack shook his head in response. "No need sir, I was waiting until the end to place it on." Jack motioned for the staff serving him to bring forth the beautifully crafted sword sheathed in a two point harness. His own weapons lay safe in his room with his men, for now this sword which looked more like a decoration than a weapon of war. He was escorted out of his room and into a banquet hall, they moved with a certain tempo, not too fast or slow. One thing that he noticed was that the men around him were all armed. Their clothing was flamboyant but their weapons were not. Armed with thick swords, designed for fighting and brandishing large spears. An armed escort really? he thought as he made his way into the hall the size of several community halls. At the end of the hall was a man with a very large, almost comically oversized belly. He was guarded by many different people and all of them were watching Jack thinking the exact same thing as him. How many could I kill before they kill me? he thought. As he approached the throne he stopped at a respectable distance and bowed as he was taught to do. "I've heard a great deal about you and your associates from one of my men." The Emperor motioned to a man Jack recognized as one of his previous clients. "I have a many of jobs for not only you but for your organization. I've been assured by many that your organization is best suited for my... special needs" the Emperor let out a chilling laugh as he grabbed a hand full of berries and placed them into his mouth. Leaning onto his side the man wearing a toga munched them down and glared at Jack. "Right all is sorted" He waved over his scribe. Which placed in front of him the contract signing it at all points needed he waved everyone away after he placed down his seal. You say kill and I kill!The next day he was woken up early by a loud bang at his door, several well armed men walked in and at the front of them was the personal butler of the Emperor. "This man will be your own personal assistant he will see to every one of your personal needs until your contract is over. These three girls here will assist your butlerand by extension you and your men." Pulling out a scroll the man read several things by decree of his magnificent Emperor Octavian. A large chest was brought in, "Here is some equipment to help you with your trials in the evening familiarize yourself you'll need to be comfortable." He turned and walked out with his armed escort and Jack flicked open the chest and it was filled with armor, it seemed to be a mix of metal, Kevlar and other materials. "I guess I can wear some of it." Sighing to himself he just looked at his butler"Name?". The man bowed and introduced himself as Philip and then proceeded to introduce the three ladies who assisted him. "Right well, we're hungry and then I guess I need to try this armour on!" the man bowed again and the four of them moved off to get them their food. Sitting down at a communal table between their three rooms Jack looked to Conrad and Peter. "What fucking shit has Phoenix gotten us into this time. If he wants to fuck somebody it's going to have to be one of you two." They both looked at each other and laughed before Conrad spoke up. "Fuck off, if it's anybody who's going to be taking it up the arse it's you chief. You see the way that creep fucking stared at you in that uniform. Fucking licking his fingers as he drooled over your body hahaha!" they were taunting him now and he had half a mind to reach over and rip both their throats out but he decided not to. When nightfall came and it was time for him to go meet this emperor, he was dressed in protective armour provided. Using his jacket to substitute traditional chain mail the chest plate or more importantly metal reinforced kevlar body armor fit snugly around his chest. As he was used to wearing his dragon's plate underneath or over his regular clothing his overcoat was large enough to accommodate the extra size and fit over his chest plate. For his thighs there were legging like clothing with metal plates strapped around the outside. Standard grieves worked as shin pads and they stopped just after his knee. He looked quite the part a somewhat modern knight off to fight in a tournament. Jack could only come to the one conclusion about his attire that this Emperor favored himself like an Emperor from ancient Rome and wanted to see people bloody and kill each other. The armour wasn't for their safety it was so they could hit and kill each other in more brutal ways. For a helmet he was wearing a Corinthian type helmet several had been provided but all the clothing he had wore, looked more Mediterranean than classical European. Turning to face his men Jack nodded "Well lads, I'll see you when I get back." Moments later loud knocking was heard at their door, one of thew female assistants opened the door and it was one of the other many butlers who worked in the mansion. "If you please follow me, Mr O'Connor" Jack followed reluctantly and was escorted by armed guards to a large part of the mansion. They were always undercover even in parts where he knew was the outside but there were tarps and marques up. He broke out into a medium sized arena and had to duck his head as he moved through what would have been the armory and holding cells. Eventually he was escorted through a much larger double door archway that lead to the arena floor. Stands on three sides and a wall which was the holding area, it was actually quite beautiful sight. Torches were lit to give them light and along with the emperor and fifty or sixty other guests. "The last of my warriors joins us! Let these games begin!" The lots had been drawn and now only was Jack's first opponent was a large man about the size of Vetis or even larger. He was also the first to fight tonight. He was fighting a well armored warrior that boasted metal fists the size of an adults skull. Jack assumed that he was used to always fighting people much smaller than Jack so he chose to fight with basically metal boxing gloves. Sighing Jack took the center of the arena and jumped on the spot. Drawing his weapons, Jack tried to gauge the strengths and weaknesses of his opponent. However as the man charged at him Jack's mind went blank, he no longer cared about playing it cool. His heart rate rapidly accelerated as the adrenaline kicked in. Swinging his mace forward it morphed into a flail as the ball accelerated toward it's target. The chain rushing out of both the handle and the ball as it grew in size. It hit the man cleanly in the chest and knocked him off his feet. With a click of his wrist the chain snaked back so it was a meter long and the male paced around his downed opponent. The man got to his feet and roared, Jack answered his challenged and weaved under his first swing bringing his cleaver down hard onto his knee but unable to hack in through the metal plating before having to again weave away. However just like a Dempsey role in boxing as Jack weaved away he swung his flail around so it swung in and crashed with the man's thigh. Despite his flail being so heavy the man wore what looked like double bullet proof plated pants shrugged the blow off and continued to come forward. For the next few minutes Jack and the man exchanged blows until the large man tired out. The kill came quick and spectacularly, flashing in he broke through the metal and opened the man's arm up, before swinging his mace around and knocking him off balance. Jack followed up by push kicking him to get more distance and he launched himself into the air after the man. Just like in 300 Jack brought his cleaver down onto the man's skull. The full weight of his body came crushing down. Together theyfell to the ground Jack pinned the man's shoulders down as he let go of his cleaver and held his mace in both his ahnds. This man's strength was at least twice that of Jack's however that did nothing for him today. Removing his own him and opening the man's visor so they could see each other. Jack brought his mace down so the flat of the head was being smashed into his nose, blow after blow blood eriupted from his crushed face. There was no longer shape to it, it was just a mess of flesh and blood. Jack let out a laugh as he wiped the blood from his face which only spread it across his face. Standing he bowed to the emperor and the audience before moving across to the docks. Several fights followed his and four more people died as two guys managed to take themselves out. It was quite spectacular Jack enjoyed it whole heartily. Fighting his common man it was what he was born to do. After a short period of rest he was once again standing in the arena facing yet another opponent this time he was fighting a spear user. The tall Australian merely watched his opponent he had seen his previous fight, the man had won splendidly using a flurry of thrusts and slashes to wear down his opponent it was indeed beautiful. However the man was also rash and let himself be insulted too easily. Jack had noticed that when the other man had dodged or blocked a few of his strikes the man would instantly follow up with an almost hurried attacked. Therefore Jack decided it was best for him to not take out his weapons. The man opposite him thought Jack was giving up not wanting to fight. However Jack adopted a fighting pose"Giving up I see?" as Jack took his Aikido stance, the man went red in the face. "You think you can defeat me? The greatest spear fighter in all of America with your bare hands! In that case I'll end you quickly so you can see the folly of your hubris! Now die!" the man charged at Jack with above average speed but nothing his student Phoenix couldn't match or beat. Jack stepped off to the side and turned his hips so the length of his stomach was in the same direction as the spear thrust. The spear head moved through where his belly button used to be, indeed had he not moved away he would have been impaled by such a strung, committed thrust. The spear head grazed his plate armor. Jack's left fist would slam under the arm pit of the man's following arm as he stepped toward his opponent. His hands grabbed onto the shaft and performed an Aikido technique called jo dorri. Jack's right hand grabbed the spear between his rear and leading hand, while Jack's other hand grabbed the spear in front of his leading hand. Taking the space Jack performed a spinning motion and cut down similair to how one would swing a bokken. The technique was Shiho Nage. Disarming the man he spun the spear around and stabbed him in the base of the neck. Driving the spear all the way through the back of the skull Jack roared in delight. OOC: The technique Shiho Nage performed by Saito (at 5:40) in the first video is the way in which Jack performed it. However the second link is another variation, that's shorter and will still get the idea across. IC: A huge applause followed as his name was chanted through out the arena in that moment he had a very large feeling of love for his partner Phoenix who has sent him on such a wonderful mission. You know me so well, old friend Jack thought as he raised his arms into the air wielding the spear of the fallen and roared toward the crowed, some yelled back others such as a few women shied away with a giggle or a squeal followed by laughter and applause. Jack moved back to the barracks and looked at some of his opponents they all stood with eyes of contempt, they knew they would have to kill him but they would do it in the arena. For now at least they were brethren. "Ladies and gentlemen" an announcer called out as he gathered the attention of the crowed "We will now |
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Post by Jack on Jan 19, 2013 17:59:58 GMT -8
A few days later (words = 3556)
Two men are facing each other their blades drawn, poised and ready for use. How he got in this position Jack doesn't really know, one thing lead to another. The man he was being sent after wasn't in California. So he hopped onto a ship which was using the age old method of wind as power and sailed to another state. Only when he got there he quickly found out that outsiders weren't particularly welcomes in the so called neutral zones. By neutral they more meant like everyone who isn't us is a cunt. That's sure how Jack felt right now. Slowly Jack backs toward the door where he came, but he can't go any further because there's two very, very large men standing in position at the door. He doesn't even know what he said wrong, all he did was walk into the bar and ask one of the workers if they knew a Steven Tude.
"I'll ask you again, outsider. What do you want with a Mr Steven Tude?" From his tone Jack couldn't work out whether or not he was defending Steven or wanted to kill him. "Just a job" the bartender spat and then growled "What sort of job are yer doing?" Jack shrugged his own blade still raised and his flail ready for use. "That's my own business sir." One of his own men edges closer to him, his own blade drawn and ready to defend Jack to his death if need be. "Jack" Conrad whispered in a hushed voice however Jack waved him aside "not now!"
At the present time Jack is weighing up his options he's faced with three armed thugs opposite him if they decided to press him he wouldn't have a problem defending himself it's Conrad and Peter he's worried about. If they were smart they'd turn and attack the guys at their back and leave the three to Jack. Sighing he decided to make up his mind "Conrad, Peter. Take the guys at the back leave these three to me" they nodded and turned to face the guys who were cutting off their retreat. The three in front thought that Jack would now step back just merely fending them off until they can withdraw. That's incorrect Jack steps forward taking their ground, his left hand is raised up with his cleaver.
First attack was rushed, they wanted to end him quickly, Jack used the blunt of his cleaver to divert the man's attack and let his own momentum carry his hand across the serrated edge of his cleaver. Jack laughed as he saw his blade melt through the flesh as if it were butter and drag itself all the way to the bone. The man's hand was cut deep rendering it useless. He would probably lose it, in this day an age medical supplies were rare and the chance of infection was high.
Circling around Jack stomped the man's knee out and used the but of his blade to knock the man out before continuing to move around. The remaining two. The first kill always had to be fast and brutal, but he didn't want to start a rampage, for now he had defended himself without killing anyone in a gruesome manner.
Didn't I say I was going to kill you?
"Enough!" the barkeeper called out as the two men at the back went down with knives in their chests. "I won't have you lot killing any more of my customers!" Jack laughed. "Do you know what I did to the last barkeeper who was a jerk to me? I took over his bar. Made a nice penny off of it too." When ever you threatened an old man's life work you were sure to stir up some deep feelings of fear. "Tell us what we want to know and we'll be gone!". The bartender swallowed nervously and looked around, "Old man try and reach for that spear and see what happens" he stopped moving.
Suddenly a deep dark voice erupted from somewhere to his right "I'm the man you're looking for kid so put down the blade and have a drink". Jack stared at the new comer and did so. He signaled Conrad and Peter to take up guard posts either side and he moved over the the new man.
The new man was dressed well for travels. With kevlar jackets and pants he was decked out top to bottom in weapons. His hair long and unkempt. He was a modern day cowboy or it could just be the fact that he was wearing a cowboy hat, had an Texan accent and looked like he belonged in Fallout. In any respects Jack sat down and was poured some low grade whiskey in a shot glass. He waited for Steven to pour some for himself before Jack touched he glass and raised it into a toast and downed it. As soon as Jack's neck was exposed Steven lunged at him. Jack however was quicker, his blade was on a quick released clip. Apply upward force as it clips right on out. Swinging himself back in his chair so he touched the one directly behind him to balance himself. He blocked the blade and kicked the table hard into him so he forced Steven back.
Just like he had practiced his quick switch Jack clipped his flail off and clipped back his blade onto his right clip usually reserved for his flail.Launching himself into the air Jack released his flail so it grew in side and morphed from a mace into a huge morning star. Swinging it around Jack brought it down right next to the head of Steven. The ground splintered but the large metal ball stayed at rest, as Steven began to move Jack pressed his foot down on the man's chest and began to crush the life out of him. To finish it all off Jack released the spikes on his morning star's head so the razor sharp blades were only inches away from killing Steven. Jack sighed he had been lied too again by these people. "Conrad! Peter! I want you to burn down this fucking bar and make sure no one gets out alive. This one however and that one I want you to fucking skin alive. You maggots have lied to me for the last time!"
As Conrad and Peter were about to go on with their business a loud whip slashed Peter across the neck and wrapped around him on the second swing, this time taking him to the floor and choking him. Jack's eyes diverted to the new comer, if the man on the floor looked like a cowboy this guy was in fact the real deal. Plate armored kevlar ranger clothes, a star belt with holsters were guns would once be now holstered knives. "I believe I have one of yours now partner. Let him go." Jack laughed and began to crush the man's chest further, you could hear him scream as his rib cage was about to give on out.
Peter however clashed through the whip and escape getting to his feet, however before he could move an arrow whizzed passed his face. Jack just shook his head "Tsk, tsk, tsk, why do you pick on, only peter? I want some love also." A female beside the newcomer drew another arrow and aimed it at Jack. "That can be arranged stranger!" Jack began to apply more pressure on the man's chest. "Your weapons drop them and have my man Conrad here collect them. At the first sign of resistance I kill your man and then every person within this bar." Jack laughed as he stared at the shocked out as the leader began to remove his holsters. The girl was reluctant "Sure you could probably kill me, but with the way she fires those arrows I'll be able to avoid the majority of them and proceed to kill as many people come within my reach".
The girl fumed "Risk is part of the job! Let's just kill him now dammit!" the leader placed his hand onto her shoulder to let her relax and eventually she too surrender her weapons. Jack released the pressure off of the man's chest and instead stopped down hard on his face, breaking his nose and knocking him out. He proceeded to pull out a large scroll breaking the seal. "Are you Steven Trude, of the Desert Outlaws?" the man nodded as he spat in Jack's direction. "Then by the order of Emperor Octavian of California I am charge to oversee the completion of the task you were assigned for and paid for by his royal majesty..." by this stage Jack was getting tired. "Yadda... Yadda it goes on about his magnificence, some more bullshit here and there. If you do not comply I am entitled to kill you, will be given compensation for doing so and then am charged to complete the mission in your stead." Jack sighed as he handed the scroll back to Conrad.
"So here we are mate, you either comply and we go off like lovely friends finish this damned job go home and get paid or you fight us we kill you. Potentially die ourselves and then no one gets paid." His men were tense he could feel it. "So what's it going to be mate? You've been unarmed and I still have your cute little friend here."the man put up his hands and Jack removed his foot from the man's chest. Picking him up by the shirt with one arm he tossed him across the pub to their group. The man slid along a table before crashing to the ground and Jack only laughed. Motioning to a table Jack sat down and called for some whiskey. "So ... apart from the fact that I should fucking kill you right now lets get down to it. Why haven't you guys completed your job yet or died trying?"the man sighed as he took a shot of alcohol.
"Before I tell you I want you to understand just one thing kid. We're no cowards. That being said I don't take the lives of my men lightly I'm not going to put them into danger because of the arrogance of some" Jack stopped him then and there. "Everybody out of the fucking bar!" They didn't want to comply at first and the bartender refused. But all it took was a stare from Jack and him throwing over a large bundle of cash for the man to agree. "When we're done the first round for these guys is on me okay?" the bartender nodded and then Jack looked back at his man. " fat fuck." he finished.
"This self proclaimed Emperor has had it in for him since he turned down his last mission which was more or less a suicide! I don't know what you've done to piss him off kid but you're one unlucky bastard if you're on his radar. He wanted us to take out a well guarded military compound belonging to some of his competition. Currently there are lords, ladies, kings, queens, empresses and emperors but they're nothing next to Barker. So they fight each other to see who has more power. So what happens when one of his generals doesn't want to take on a mission which they know will be a failure they hire people like us. People like you!"
Now it was time for Jack to take the shot, refilling both their glasses after he did so "The intelligence that was provided said this" the man handed him a folder and Jack read it through. Their numbers, patrol times everything you needed to know. "But that wasn't the case." Jack thought for a second before speaking but they spoke at exactly the same time.
"No information is this good"
"No information is this good"
"So then what happened?" the man laughed and took a shot, Jack joined him nodding his thanks as the man refilled his glass. "So we stalled, it was all to fishy. He had us wear uniforms with the insignia's of his competitors on it. If we were successful it could have been anyone of them but if we failed wearing the uniforms of his enemies there would be a war." they drank again this time Jack filled their glasses. "So we backed off, this Octavian wasn't too happy about that so they sent a party after us and we made short work of them. Now he sends you."
Jack grimaced "Well look this is the bottom line. I was put up for this job by my partner who wants to secure jobs from this guy. So we have a few options here. Either we complete this job and Octavian won't bother us unless it for more work and I get more work for my organization. Or we turn this around on him and work for one of the many other lords or what ever they're called who would want this guy off the map."
The man didn't like the sound of that "So are you suggesting we sell out and fight Octavian instead?." Jack laughed "Could you imagine the money." Jack clicked his fingers and Peter brought out a clipboard. "You guys are good. Despite your lesser quality members, but how about you join me. I can make you guys great. we need people like you on the front lines." The man thought about it for a few seconds. Before he could speak, "If you have any doubts how about we have a little test? This base which was so hard for you to penetrate how about we go do it now?" The man was a little shocked "I... this information is useless!" Jack picked it up and tossed it to one of his men. "Then I guess we'll just improvise" standing up "What ever your answer is it's either complete this job or die. But if you think Octavian will let you live long you're kidding yourselves. We however only use them for their money they do not pose any threat to us."
Jack turned to leave "You have a day to talk it over with you men, here are our preliminary contracts, sign them if you all agree to making a deal if not you have until nightfall to get out of here because come morning you're either joining us, completing this job or we'll kill you" Jack motioned to both Conrad and Peter to follow him out.
You choose how to live and how to die!
The next day at around five in the morning Jack and his two guards made their way outside the back of the pub/hotel where they are been staying to find a fully assembled group. He handed back the clipboard with the preliminary contracts on them untouched. "We've decided to finish the job however as for joining you we'll decide that at a later date" Jack nodded. "As for John he has a few broken ribs and won't be fit for the job so we're leaving him behind."
Jack turned as signaled for them to move out without as much as saying a word. The sun was about to rise on the horizon so they still had maybe three hours of travel time before they had to take their first break and then constant breaks from there.
For the next few hours they continued to walk in silence, by the time the sun had risen it was already beginning to get hot. Despite this being the middle of winter deserts could still get hot all time of the year. So Jack and their small little company decided to rest for the next few hours. By nightfall they would make it to a little small mountain range where there was a marked cave that Steven used when he was in this area as a small base. "From there we could scout out the enemy come morning and plan an attack for nighttime."
Jack nodded his agreement as they erected a tent which would keep them all in the shade for the next two hours. They had to carry all their belongings with cars being too expensive and costly to run. "So tell me what is this base we're meant to hit?". Steven handed Jack a can of water and then sighed as he removed his hat. "It's a warehouse of sorts, we saw trucks come in and out of it when we were scouting it. But they have scouts at multiple points. From what we've guessed it that it's probably a large warehouse for say petrol".
The male nodded again, "Yes if you were in possession of a large amount of petrol in this world you would be very rich. But if you blow the place up you lose all that petrol. So our emperor here decided to sacrifice us. When we attack this place it's a trap and we are all killed. Not only does the emperor trick his competitors into fighting each other he probably tips them off so to gain their trust and a cheaper deal on this petrol. He's a businessman after all. Your orders were this, attack the establishment not blow it all up. So this is what we're going to do."
For the next fifteen minutes Jack explained his plan. When he was done they all looked at each other with worried looks. "So let me get this straight. You want us to break in and blow up one of the warehouses without any petrol in it. Then you want us to steal multiple trucks and bring them all the way back to California. From there you just expect us to collect our payment and either leave or join you."
"Now that point I agree with, we are going to collect our payment! So after we collect our payments you're going to contact this Pickmon who owns all this oil which you've just stolen and tell him that his partner just sold him out?" They stared at him for a long while as he sat their contemplating everything.
"Yes. Although I won't be doing the talking. There are a few things we can assume here firstly it was no coincidence that I personally was called up, this emperor never heard of me. At least not directly. No one of his advisers told him." The white of his teeth formed this malicious smile as he thought about it all. "Which means my partner and his Associates planned this all. Not only do we get paid for this job, but the damage we have done to Pickmon is a fraction of what it could have been, he will see this. Then by securing future jobs from Octavian we can also turn around and collect payments from Pickmon."
Steven began to protest but Jack stopped him by lifting his hand "Now lets look at the table, Pickmon loses one or two trucks filled with valuable petrol, he also loses an empty hanger. In exchange he doesn't lose his whole base which would be worth millions plus the loss of lives. He also gains valuable information in knowing that one of his largest competitors is trying to set him up."
A deep laughter exploded out of him as he stared around at the room "But that's not it, my associate is smarter than this. He knows how much businessmen crave information. He'd understand that there's mutual gain continuing to trade with Octavian. But the whole time he would be thinking of a way to wipe the man out. Now if this Pickmon actually wins we're in the green but if it's the flip side we're also in the green." He tossed the empty water can to the side "That's not even taking into account the fact that Octavian has sent a squad after us to kill us all in the event we succeed. So what we're going to do is this."
"We're going to ambush them kill them and then dress them up into the clothes we were provided. After all this is done and my associate contacts Pickmon. He's going to explain it all now Pickmon can contact who ever we've framed and they can not either chose to band together and attack Octavian or do nothing. Either way we've created more enemies for Octavian and kept us in the good books. " So Jack was finished with everything he had to say and just sighed as he bedded down for a nap.
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Post by Jack on Jan 20, 2013 8:46:27 GMT -8
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Post by Mr. Kaar on Feb 11, 2013 23:40:46 GMT -8
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Post by Jack on May 25, 2013 9:50:18 GMT -8
OOC: I have about 20,000 words back logged that needs to be refined lol. I've been busy in my spare time >.< New story. This occurs during the trip in Europe. For a few months Jack leaves America and travels the world in pursuit of a new although it's being told from the viewpoint of Jack in the now May 2013 jobWords: 3700 Post count: 2,419 [/font] Dressed in full combat kit Jack sat in a lone chair surrounded by strangers. Sitting on cushions and mats, behind them all around the room in box like structures that emulated what a corporate box at a football stadium would be like were the leaders. Not one of them showed their face all wearing masks or veils, only slits where their eyes would be. They even had veils draped in front of the boxes so no one could directly look at them, he only knew this because he was sometimes a personal guard for people of their class. "When I did that I had found my life a little different, than before I went it. Some people thought that I was dead others knew that I had taken some loss to my memory even fewer knew that I was twisted with the desire for revenge. Revenge for what had been done to me and revenge for what I had lost. This revenge consumed me, would have killed me had it not been for a friend suggesting I travel, to escape for a while and recover. For years now I've been training, honing my body to attain perfection to be a fit vessel for my lord! This is my story!”Composing himself before he continue, well aware that he was talking for his life. The men in this room would decide his fate. No... his fate had already been decided even before he entered this room, this was just a formality. “I had just turned nineteen a couple of months before, but as I was challenging the mobs of New York while my previous peers of the same age were challenging the size of their shallow graves there was obviously no one I could turn to."
"After my rehabilitation period ended I was thrust back into this world of havoc, the very same world I had only just survived months prior it was like I was being sent back out only to be hacked down and fail, after learning how weak I was. I resolved to become stronger to learn from my failures. With the encouragement of a close friend I was able to learn how to walk again, to run and eventually to fight like I used to! This was now mid-June and it was not until the middle of July of that year that I finally returned to my home in Larisa a place situated in northern Greece part of the region called Thessaly."
"I used the hatred inside of me to get stronger, so I would never feel like I did back then laying in the hospital bed knowing that 80% of my friends, my comrades were dead. When I came to Greece I had to do some military service, I was scheduled for six months in the Greek army but finished in something like two or three due to budget cuts in my division. It didn't much matter I was credited with having completed basic training and then told to leave"
"A contact in New York informed me of several mercenary cells around the Hellas region looking for ex military or those with combat experience. I joined this paramilitary cell which at the time I had no idea was a front for recruitment into the dark army. Contracts started coming in, one week I was doing guard duty in a remote village that was a headquarters for smuggling drugs in and out of Albania to guarding convoys in Turkey. Everyday I was either training or out on a mission and I was earning plenty of money.”He took a sip of water that was provided for him to quench his thirst and lubricate his throat. “I'm a bit hesitant to refer to what happened to me as a calling but I guess it's not that different. For some time now I had given up on my notion of the Christian god that I was raised under. I had discovered this new god the god of war, not like Ares the god of my ancestors. Our gods are similar in that way, my god values war and strength above all else so at first I just saw it as a way to express my new found faith. A way to grow stronger in the pursuit of a pious act."
"When I was selected to go before the council and asked if I would convert to this new and strange faith I did not hesitate for I knew that the god I had prayed to all along was the very one that they asked me to serve only in a different form. I would be spending my time traveling as a wanderer, completing my tasks as they were assigned to me. The reason I'm here today is because of the journey I started that day because on my journey I became enlightened and I threw away my old god and with his aid I rose to the second seat of the darkness council!"His face began to glow red hot as he was recounting his story thus far to this masked man, and others he could not see. “It was out of servitude that I strove to attain the strength of a god to be the beacon for all the faithful to see, to be the one that takes the light from this world and raises up the new light. Everyone is subject to the wrath of our lord, through me and his shadows we vanquish all those who seek to harm him. We are his eternal guardians.” A few of their eyes flashed an unnatural glow, everyone in the room, even Jack as if they were talking to each other through their eyes. "However even after spending a year in this new domain I had not progressed significantly from when I had first entered despite spending several months in the academy. I was given my first task by my lord commander and It was a great honor, to be thought worthy of being tested. I was unable to complete my task, for three of the ten targets heard of my arrival beforehand and fled before I could intercept them."
"On the 6th of June of that year I gained a higher consciousness in this other world. The seers call it the Dark World. This temporary enlightenment came and when but when it did as a warrior I felt at peace. I felt a composure that I had never felt before, a power that I had never even dreamed of. I do not know why It happened at that time only that it did, when I eventually lost it I sought out the guidance of one of the seers. Here my recollection fades, all I can remember is being told to continue my journey. After that my next memory is waking up in a strange forest."Several glances were shot around the dark room but Jack did not turn around his eyes were focused on the curtain that concealed the leader of the council. His face was covered with a cloth only showing his deep red glowing eyes. They even glowed faintly through the veil. "Woken up in the forest near somewhere in southern Russia. It seemed to me as if I was on the edge of the Human World, I cried out with all I could muster to the lord to answer me but he did not. Not one reply, not one vision or sign was given to me. The nights were cold, the predators were around. I kept warm by building fires and dry by finding fallen trees to sleep under. At this stage I had already risen to the darkness council,and was awarded the second fiftieth seat."
"For those council member unaware of how the darkness council works is there are fifty five seats. Each seat is awarded four further seats and numbered two to five. To progress to a first seat you must defeat the first seat in a duel. To move up from the fifth to the fourth you must perform adequately in missions. Once you are in the forties, you must kill to move up a seat however second and first seats are only decided by duels. This is to ensure that potential champions are not cut down too early. It is assumed that anyone below a third seat in any major seat will never progress beyond. Of course as you progress higher and higher it becomes almost impossible to move up. Dueling becomes more apartment and while death is allowed in every fight above seat thirty they usually end at first blood or when someone gives up. Straightening himself, Jack continued to tell his story. ”Reluctantly, I was set in a particularly difficult seat to progress out of. Having trained in their paramilitary academy for nearly a year now I had gotten used to the system. To even be inducted as one of the 250 darkness corps was recognition that I had potential as a one of their elite soldiers. The way I would describe the darkness corps as something similar to the European Knight's Templar or some sort of Assassin's group. While the corps itself was deeply linked to The Church's religious affiliation not everyone was religious and many people there were just there as a means of a job. Two hundred and fifty members split into fifty groups. Each group was assigned a bi weekly or month task and after it was completed would be given a payment and then sent back to training. To be honest it sounds more romantic than it really was, I was given a mission such as sabotage a building, kill a specific drug lord or kidnap a person and collect the random. Sometimes we were called in to assist another group in taking out a gang.""As I mentioned I woke up in this unfamiliar place, this was a common occurrence when the security of a mission was dire, usually however this only occurred when we were assigned a mission to deal with an internal matter."More worried glances were shot around the room. This was foreign knowledge to these people, the darkness corpse acted as an internal police force just as much as an external assassination service. "I prayed and meditated on the topic before I eventually found a connection with a place with a link to the gods. This point would enable me to have some contact with the other side. We call these seers 'consoles' because they are like console commands in a program through them and only through them can we pass the darkness veil. As some of you are spiritual leaders in this community you know of powers of the darkness veil. While preliminary studies have been conducted and indicate that seers have the ability to connect with large network. We think that it is something like the internet where each seer is a node and their telepathic abilities are the backbone. What should be noted is that they have used powdered drugs to increase the effects they have on you."
"Drugs have played a large role in my own personal development; it was the conclusion of a report carried out by an unnamed colleague that I had been injected with some form of genome altering drug. The drugs administered to me after the previous dosage was designed to interact with the previous drug. The side effects of these drugs were increased aggression, increased strength and muscle regrowth. Something like anabolic steroids could not perform results such as these, there had to be more. Upon looking at my medical records it was discovered that I had been administered a similar drug many years ago after a traumatic experience in Australia. It was the findings of the report that in my specific case I had been specifically chosen for this program many years ago or alternatively I was selected as a candidate and just like others I grew into a purebred warrior worthy of his lord."
"There may be some correlation between these drugs and my lack of ability thus far to attain this Qi power. Unlike many other fighters that I've come across with I've never had the ability to use or harness Qi on a very important scale. Despite all these findings it was clear that I would only progress if I accepted these missions and if I continued to rise to the top"
The route I had chosen had no certainty but on the way I had found enough place to hunt and gather food to stay warm, my training kept me alive. On my way to where I had worked out was south I began to make my way to the boarder of Russia and Mongolia or any other southern country. On my way I met a man praying to the god of Darkness and even sacrificed a few people. He attacked me, after I disarmed him and greeted him as a brother we both continued to pray and offered up the sacrifice of the two campers he had captured. We cut their ears and burned them alive. Using their ears as gags, I found out from the man that I had been left roughly five or six days away from Chita a small down on the southern border and from there a few days drive to reach the temple. So we set off together back to Chita where he organized for me to be driven to the temple. Once at the temple I was told of my task in my service to the lord. I was to kill several high profile targets the first was Aleksi Krosov.”At the mention of the name many more people gasped, this was the first time he had admitted he was guilty of murdering a council member. The penalty is torture, disfigurement; the cruellest punishments are put on those who murder a council member for that are direct representative of the lord of Darkness. Jack was here at his trial for the murder of twelve council members around Russia. In this court were three high council members as well as five heads of council from the five largest councils in Russia. Flash back "Ve here"A man with a thick Russian accent called out. As Jack stirred awake. They approached a large villa that was guarded by large men with dogs and machine guns. One of the men approached the truck window and spoke with the driver, after a short while they were waved into a courtyard which was also guarded by some very well armed men. "Out"Doing as he was told he was lead into the building, down the stairs and into a cold dark chamber. A plate of meat was placed in front of him along with a jug of water and a cup of wine. Drinking both he also ate. Forty minutes later a cloaked man in black dress entered his little chamber. Sitting down the man looked at Jack and then spoke in a language he didn't understand. "I was given an order to come here, an official request of the church. What can you tell me seer?"All that was given Jack in response was a disgusting sound made up of grunts and hisses. The man yelled out something behind him and a bowel was placed in front of him, the next second the room was dark and the only source of light was from the bowel, it burned white. The fumes erupted into the air and surrounded him he heard a command, no more precisely he saw what he had to do. Closing his eyes Jack bowed his head. "I accept!"Pulled out from his cloak was a small brown sack filled with pieces of silver. Payment for his services so far and a down payment for the completion of his next mission. "Go and serve the lord!"With that the seer left him in the room which quickly grew cold and dark. Void of the warmth that the flames provided, in the silence Jack concentrated on his task which was told to him. From what Phoenix had told him was that these men possessed a rare type of Qi which allowed them to telepathically transfer messages from their mind to yours, also when used with certain drugs they could create powerful illusions such as the one he witness. It's sort of a form of control that they use on lesser minded individuals and a way of protecting information rare to the organization. The church was a powerful cult which employed many soldiers and even assassins. Jack was here to continue his training as the behest of Phoenix who saw it as a valuable source of information and power. In the present time, Jack was a mere ghost outside of America and away from the political front lines in the war Phoenix waged to infiltrate key organizations. There was solid intelligence that pointed in the direction that the church would move to take a more prominent position in America. It was due to this intelligence that Jack was sent to Europe to travel and learn all he could before returning back to put their grand plan into motion. Moving out of the building he jumped into the passenger seat of the truck that had brought him here. It seemed his presence in this country had come at a great risk and cost to the church so he was expected to perform. "Okay you've been given the order for your mission, may you serve the church well. Die with honour and fury!" A man spoke to him in an American accent before hitting the truck several times. They were a part of a convoy pretending to be some sort of merchant group to move about the countryside without much speculation. Within fifteen minutes of departing the compound, they were on a main road which had many trucks on, it of all different shapes and sizes. As they made their way closer to the location Jack began to feel some regrets about this whole mission, he had put all his trust into the hands of men he knew nothing about all because Phoenix told him so. Shaking the thought out of his head, he trusted Phoenix with his life therefore he would trust these men. About fifty minutes after they set out it began to get dark, rain clouds were in the sky and from what he could only deduce from the amount of people they had was a raid. He hated night raids sure they gave you the element of surprise but you could never tell friend from foe. They reached their location about fifteen minutes later, getting out of his truck he was handed a kit and clothing to wear which included bullet proof armour, combat knife and a rifle. As Jack was led by who he assumed could only be his squad leader out to the side of the road tried to not think about the reasons as to why he was here. If it came to it he may just have to kill every last man in this squad, something Jack hated doing was being the rat it was not something someone of his stature and class should resort to. Last time he had played this double agent game was when they needed to infiltrate a group that was rapidly expanding and was stepping on too many people’s toes for comfort. Expansions was always a messy and tricky thing and when you trample over another person to get bigger you often end up attracting an even bigger fish who just comes over and takes you whole, just like that. One second you think you’re god, riding it easy and high and then the next you are shot out of a canon headed directly down toward earth. For whatever reason, be it divine will he was once again put into the hands of another in order to fight and impress or lose and die. He would have to make his decision up quick because if he were to escape now would be the time to do it. Whoever he had been tasked to kill today deserved to die not because of what they did in life but because the man who paid him and signed his contract willed it, that’s the only reason. They for whatever reason were holding up the line of progression and when people did that, they had to be removed one way or another. Very quickly he could see himself walking down this road; it was dark roads that lead to nowhere. It was dark and it was scary, creepy almost, he felt alone, really, really alone. Just brushing passed him was a little cat and at the head of his little creature, he saw the numbers 9, 1, 4, 2,2,9,3,2,0,2,1,1 and 9 etched into the back of the cats skull, they were just jumbled up together no spaces and no comas. Just the number 914,229,320,211 along with very large 4 and a very large 12 carved into its spine. The cat suddenly grew before vanishing in on itself. He felt as if he were having a heart attack; however the yelling of one of the soldiers brought him back. Turning to his comrade he gave the man his thanks and followed him over to where they were meant to group. [/i][/ul] |
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Post by Jack on Jun 3, 2013 4:08:25 GMT -8
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