"Dr. Bright, any idea why they sent you with us?" One of the Mtf soldiers assigned to riding in the back of Dr. Bright's truck asked.
"I don't know. 0-5 said so, something about this being important transfer. Or something like that. I wasn't paying attention during the meeting, between me and you I toke a few hits of 420-J before the meeting started and was buzzed out of my mind." Dr Bright replies kicking his legs up on the semi-truck's dashboard.
"Hey, you got any manners Bright?" Asked Phill, Dr Bright's personal body guard.
"Shut up Phill, you should have known me long enough to know, I don't." Bright response staring out the window now starting to count the trees out of boredom.
Fucking 05 didn't allow me to bring anything to do on this 5 hour convoy trip.
Bright then decided to try and figure out why they sent him by asking, "Hey Phill, what is this Convoy for again?"
"Bright, did you seriously forget? We are transferring anomalies to a new site."
"Wait we got anomalies in tow? Which ones?" Bright asked surprised, even though this was the second time he had heard this today.
"If I remember correctly, 049, 173, 953, 4051, and 035."
"Wow," Bright replies shocked, "We are towing a couple Keters? Why so many at once, it be a shit storm if just one got."
"I don't know, I don't have the same clearance level as you, remember? They kicked me out of the meeting before they explained the why, all I know is we are heading down to a new site."
"Oh wait, I remember. They said something about the sites is like Alcatraz, supposed to be nearly impossible for any containment breaches." Bright says, impressed that stoned him was able to listen during the meeting at all.
"Well, that's some good news to hear, if I ever see that statue again it be to, fucking, soon." Phill says shivering.
"Same here, Phill. Same here."
o-o-o
Meanwhile, back at site [Redacted], a research secretly creeps through the halls.
In the researchers mind the words of the mask echoed, he only had a brief conversation with it while it was attached to a D-class, but the conversation stuck with him, and it was all the mask needed to set its escape in motion.
The masks words told him such sweet, and beautiful tales, it convinced him that if he freed the mask, he could tell him all he desired to know.
The mask words tantalized him so, so tantalizing that he was willing to talk to Anomalies that could have easily killed him to help orchestrate the masks escape.
He found himself creeping into the storage room of a unnumbered and newly discovered anomaly, bought form a Marshall, Carter and Dark auction.
"With this machine make anything, or anyone, vanish!" Was the three devils sales pitch.
The machine was relatively large, around the size of a small car covered in buttons and levers.
The researchers removed a small flash drive with the convoy location that he was able to sneak off Dr. Brights computer while he was still enjoying 420-J.
He loads the drive into the machine.
The machine beeps and scans searching for its target, until eventually locking on to the convoy.
It was time for the masks escape plan to begin.
o-o-o
The convoy continued forward.
Bright let's out a deep sigh, "So how much longer till," his question of how much longer the trip would be was interrupted by a bright flash of light, several load bangs, several random gunshots, and ended by the truck he was in turning over.
"Of, Fucking, Course," bright says drawing his silenced pistol form its holster hidden under his lap coat and shooting out the front window glass.
"Get out and Secure the area," Bright says before crawling out the window.
As he exits the car he sees that all the tucks behind them had stopped but were still upright.
Phill crawls out and checks a small device on his wrist, "We've been turned over but all anomaly safety measures are still green."
"Good, check for casualties, I'll call the foundation and see if we can a transport and if we should let the anomalies go on ahead."
Bright digs in his pockets and pulls out a small cellphone and starts calling the closest foundation front company he could think of.
He doesn't get a answer.
"Hey Phill! I'm not getting a answer are we still in the states?"
Phill pulls another Mtf out of the truck before inspecting and touching his wrist device, "Odd, I'm not reading from any of foundation satellites. I pinged the nearest cell tower, we're in Japan."
"No foundation satellites? Damn it, inform everyone we've gone dark." Bright says loading his pistol with a new magazine.
"On it Bright. Wait, oh no," Phill's tone became slightly nervous, and hearing a the highest rank Mtf operative in the operation growing nervous, was a not a pleasant sound.
Though it was better then the horrific sounds of 173 trying to bash open the door to the semi-truck it was being kept in after the cameras inside were fried by the portal that just transported all of them.
Which was then fallowed by the screams as 049 and 953 kill their respective guards.
"Multiply breaches!" Phill yelled out, "Mtf secure I need to get Bright to safety and contact the foundation!"
o-o-o
It would be a stretch to call the ensuing conflict a battle.
It was a massacre.
953 fox like appearance made her easy to spot, but her polymorphic ability lead to her appearing as a friendly soldier, allowing her to easily kill the ones she tricked and causing accidental friendly fire to the ones who weren't fooled.
049 on the other hand allowed for pure blunt force due to his small horde of three cured take the three bulk of the oncoming ran of lead.
173 wasn't able to break down the door until near the end of the conflict, so it wasn't able to deliver as much, Crunch, as much as it desired.
By the end of the battle all the anomalies stand unharmed, and only one, out of Ammo, Mtf was still standing he watched as they all encircled him.
He didn't expect for 953 to grab him and force him to his feet as she stood behind him.
"Move," She growls out, seemingly struggling to not bury her hand into his arm.
173 and 049 fallow besides her, even if he managed to escape her grasp, the statue could easily grasp him if he ran forward or to the right, and 049 was ready to grasp him if he ran left.
The anomalies slowly forced him to one of the unopened semi-trucks.
"Close your eyes, now," 953 demand and starting to losing grip of her self control digs her finger tips into his flesh, but carful not go deep enough to draw blood.
The Mtf soldier whence from the pain, the second his eyes were closed he heard the sound of metal clashing and breaking, he opened his eyes to see 173 had messily ripped the lock off the door.
049 slowly opened the door.
Inside the truck the last Mtf soldier saw the mask, 035.
"Put it on." 953 demand.
The Mtf soldier was hastened to step inside, but soon didn't have a voice as 953 forced him in.
As soon as enters he feels the temptations to put on the mask, he resists at first, but his will soon faltered.
He found himself picking it up, he tries to resist, but it failed.
As he slipped the mask on he begins to twitch rapidly, looking as if he was having a seizure.
After a few minutes he stopped twitching, he stood perfectly straight, the soldier was now dead, and 035 had now taken his body, and slowly turned to face his accomplices.
"Well, if you're standing here, my planed worked quite well didn't it?"
049 and 953 stare at 035.
"Your free aren't you? I told you," he says now jumping down from the truck and running his hand down one arm of the stone statue that is 173, "You can have all the, 'Crunch' that you desire."
He then walks behind all three to approach the plague doctor, 049 , "Without the foundation interference, Doctor, nothing will stop you from crushing the pestilence out of existence."
He then slowly approached 953, "And you can go back to killing all those who, missed used your people's image," The mask flips to the smiling face and gently rubs a speck of blood off of 953 cheek, "Make them fear you once more."
173 quickly vanishes after the three take their eyes off of him, the other two began to walk away from the blood stained massacre, only for 035 to say, "If you want to be captured again."
953 and 049 stop dead in their tracks.
"Are you trying to backstab us?" 953 says swiftly turning around and ready to rip the masks newly acquired body apart.
"I only say this, tell me you two, how many times have you tried to escape the iron grasp of the foundation?"
The two remain quiet, they both knew they tried and each try was meant with failure and a new obstacle.
"Now look at this we worked together," The mask says gesturing to the bodies of Mtf, "We freed ourselves, together. Together we massacred our Wardens and broke open our cells. Together, they could never take us back."
"Why did you, let the statue go, before, saying this?" 049 asks, the offer did sound tempting, and, a doctor does need his assistants.
"That, thing is such a, volatile creature, it's like keeping a wild tiger on a leash, it isn't gonna end well. And I will even tell you exactly what will happen to, it. It will kill a few people to get this, 'Crunch' it seeks. Then our jailers return to take back there prisoner bound and gagged. He won't have anyone to guard his back, no one to aid in his time of need." 035 says offering a hand out, "We could guard each other, and protect one another."
"How do I know you won't try and stab me in the back?" 953 asks still ready to rip 035 limbs off.
"Simply because, you can only backstab someone you are ether equal or greater too in power, I wouldn't stand a chance against you. You are a goddess like Athena," the mask shifts into a frown, "And I am but a worshipper that swears my life to worshiping you like the god you are."
953 lowers her claws a, she wanted to be feared again, but having a worshipper again did sound like pleasant substitute, for now.
She looked at 049 that matches her glare.
They both nod, 035 face switches back to a smile as he lowers his hand, "Now let's find a city we can settle into."
o-o-o
Bright and Phill stop running after they hit the outer end of a small town.
They took a small breather, they knew there was enough distance between them and the convey no way for the anomalies to catch up to them.
"I'm still getting no feedback from the foundation, Phill," Bright says taking deep breathes.
Phill replies sounding only slightly winded, "Me nether, I think we need to head back to the states, we have to let the anomalies free for a minute." He says inspecting his wrist device.
"Hey! Dipshit, you think you're gonna make it though airport security while still dressed in fully black ops gear and carrying a rifle? Maybe on this end but not on the other. I don't feel like getting chewed out again for taking Mtf on civilian flights." Bright asked.
"Fair point, we gonna need some civilian clothing." Phill responses.
"I'll find something, there has to be a outlet or something around here."
They walked for a few minutes until reaching a small outlet with a set of ATMs.
"I'll gonna secure some funds," Phill says adjusting his helmets face mask into a more comfortable position.
He slowly approaches one of ATMs and makes half a dozen digital key strokes on the device on his wrist before the ATM quickly release a small bundle of yen.
After returning to Bright's side he is asked, "Hu, come to think of it, I never asked, what is that thing on your wrist?"
"You asked, but were too stoned to remember. It's more or less a digital Swiss Army knife, does 101 things. I was given about a two days before I was signed up to be your body guard."
"Why don't I have one?" Bright asks, almost sounding like a child.
"You did, you broke it."
"Oh, yea," Bright then remember when he tossed the device at Dr. Clef, he immediately regretted that decision.
o-o-o
It was another late night in the store for the Cashier, until Bright entered into the store.
Bright quickly scanned the place up and down, looking for the specific clothing he and Phill needed.
After walking up and down the aisle he eventually found himself with a bag of items, one large duffel bag, a few semi-casual shirts, a few pairs of pants, and other odds and ends.
"Hello sir." The Cashier asked.
"Hello." The Bright replies with his American accent extremely apparent.
"How are you?" The Cashier says ringing up the items.
"A bit lost, if you couldn't tell from my accent, I'm American." Bright says with a chuckle.
"Oh my, why are you all the way out here?"
"A series of, unfortunate circumstance. Oh, hey, I still having troubles understanding all the maps, I'm in.."
"Mitakihara." The Cashier replies as she tells him the total.
"Thanks," Bright says passing the yen before exiting.
America? A violet eyed girl thinks to to herself lurking n the shadows.
It's probably nothing, serval other Americans have passed through in other timelines.
The violet eyed child then payed no mind to Bright, she was here to just here to get more supplies.
o-o-o
After 4051 rejection to join, the team of Anomalies they let him go freely, more bait to draw attention away from themselves.
They began walking, till eventually reaching the outskirts of a Mitakihara.
"We will need to remain quiet in all of our deeds," 035 says, slowly walking and acting as a guide to the city, he had traveled more then enough roads to be a master of navigation.
"Here," he says as the alley leads to several large warehouses, "We will hid here, but my friends,"
953 glares at 035.
"Acquaintances, we will have to wait before we can, kill and cure, if we did now we leave a perfect trial to us, we must have patience."
953 glares at him one more time before walking away and growling out, "I'll hide here, but if I don't sink my claws into someone's flesh soon, you will regret it."
"I, suppose, a Dr, must wait, sometimes," 049 says before trying to find what will become his new lab.
035 does the same finding his own hiding spot while whispering to himself, "Now we wait, and see if the cat can still catch the mouse."
o-o-o
After getting out of there gear and slipping into civilian attire, they agreed wondering the streets would only end badly, so after finding a open hotel and paying. They found there home for the night.
"So four to three anomalies are free, sense I haven't gotten word back from ether Mtf squad that was with us, and no contact back from the foundation, how fucked do you think we are?" Phill asks.
"Ever have a prostate exam with a chainsaw? About that much. Lets just hope we hear something good by tomorrow." Bright says taking a breath.
I'm gonna have to do paper work for days. Bright thought to himself.
o-o-o
Kyōko Sakura found herself being drawn to the empty highway.
She could almost feel the despair leaking off the convoy.
"Well, this seems interesting," She says still walking out on edge of the highway only able to make out the shape of a over turned truck.
Due to the darkness she couldn't quite tell what happened, other then the flipped truck, she quickly glances up and down the road, empty.
She quickly transformed and jumps over and began inspecting the car, except it to be related to some witch or familiar.
"What could have done," She stopped in the middle of her sentence as the smell of blood hit her.
She slowly turned back, now able to see some of the battlefield.
Several men and women in solid black military gear laying dead across the road, some filled with bullet holes, while others lay motionless with some of there flesh ripped off.
It was not a pleasant sight for anyone to behold.
Her heart sunk into her stomach, she seen a few murders and suicides caused by witches, but none of them was like this, blood bath.
She quickly gave into her instinct to flee from the scene, and trying her best to not vomit from disgusting.
o-o-o
Mami Tomoe roamed the roof tops alone as always, hunting for familiar and witches alike.
She wonders the roof tops unseen, until a strange sound catches her attention.
"D, Dr. Yesenia!"
She hears a man yelling out, she decided to investigate.
She soon find the body attached to the voice, 4051.
Wondering alone, walking down the street yelling for a "Dr. Yesenia," and acting frantic.
Against her better judgement she hoped off the building and transformed back into her normal attire.
He's seems to be suffering from a witches kiss.
"Excuse me sir." She says as she approaches him.
Instinctively 4051 raising his hands to guard his face.
"Oh, did I scare you?" Mami asks, surprised to see this man that looks easily over 20 years old seemingly terrified of her.
"N-no, you, sounded l, like a one of the g, guards." 4051 says slowly lowing his arms.
"Guards?" Mami asks curious, also discovering he isn't been marked with a witches kiss.
"Guards, t, to make sure I stay in my cell." 4051 saying it like it sounded perfectly normal.
"Cell?" Mami asks more confused each time he opened his mouth.
"T, they don't want me to talk to them, but Dr. Yesenia wants to talk, Dr. Yesenia cares, where is Dr. Yesenia. I need the foundation. I need the foundation. Where's the foundation?" 4051 whispers nodding to himself seemingly growing more distress.
Mami began grow increasing uncomfortable as his whines for this "Foundation" continued.
"How about we just bring you down to the police station and see if they can help." Mami says hoping to leave the mad man to the police, and wishing it was just a witches kiss.
"O, Okay, the police could know where the foundation is," 4051 says, "W, where is the police station?"
Mami's instinct was to just tell him directions, but the man seemed nearly terrified of everything and seemed to be as harmless as a puppy, so against her better judgment she decided to walk him to the station.
They walked with him only obediently fallowing her without a word.
They walked quietly but with Mami's attention focused on incase 4051 tried something, but in doing so she didn't realize that she just stepped into a witches labyrinth, 4051 was a easy target for any witch.
The signs didn't hit her until the cold night air switched to a lukewarm feeling, but she finally realized when the dog shaped familiar approached.
"Is, that a wolf?" 4051 asks slightly confused by its odd shape and color.
Mami quickly transforms back to her magical girl form and fires a musket dispatching it.
4051 stumbles backwards, "What the!"
"I can't explain right now," Mami says turning around to face the 4051, not seeing the other two familiars that were about to strike.
The two dogs like familiar lunged forward in a attempt to attack Mami.
Seeing Mami unaware of the oncoming danger gave 4051 the unstoppable urge to help, the urge the foundation had tried so hard to crush.
He pushes Mami to the side before creating a small portal no bigger then his hands that begins to spray out a jet of fire incinerating both familiar nearly instantly.
As soon as the familiar were defeated 4051 immediately dropped to his knees and press both of his hands against his temple and begins slowly rocking back and forth, "No, no, sorry, I, didn't mean to, sorry sorry," he says rambling on and on.
Mami stares at him bewildered.
Did, he just, summon fire, though a portal, that was hot enough to eviscerate two familiar in a single second?
She decided that she have to deal with this witch later, and that taking him to the police station was out of the question.
After she dragged him out of the labyrinth she decide that the best solution was to let him stay with her, he did try to save her from the familiars, sure the two familiar wouldn't have killed her, she had easily fought worse, but he was trying to protect her, so letting him stay with her for awhile seemed fair.
While they walked to Mami's home she finally decided to ask for his name.
"I, it's Rainer." 4051 replies.
"Well, Rainer we can't talk to the police, they would never believe you after what you saw, so looks like we are going to have to look for this foundation together."
"O, okay. Whatever you say." Rainer replies, not even thinking about questioning her.
"So you will have to stay with me for awhile." Mami says still questioning why he hasn't once tried to disagree.
"Okay." Rainer replies.
What is wrong with him? He's terrified of everything, he's obedient as a trained dog, and he almost had a mental breakdown after summoning that portal. I'll give him a good night sleep, then I'm gonna need to here more about this foundation.