Chapter 18: Anarchy In The Big Apple
(Opening A/N: Now it's time to head to New York City, and it seems to become a total red zone under the control of the DoF and the Aryans, but it seems that they are being resisted by the New York Anarchy branch, which is led by an African American man by the name of W, and he's willing to do what it takes to take the big apple out of the clutches of a religious regime and a group of racists who believe in the supremacy of the Aryan race. So without further ado, here's the next chapter…)
[New York City, three weeks after the Boston wedding…]
Our conquest to take back the east coast has begun, and we just liberated Massachusetts, but our next stop on the liberation tour was New York, a hub for DoF and Aryan activity, the streets were declared a Red zone which meant that if anyone draws against the factions, they'd be shot down with no questions asked and it seems that they also have patrols roaming the streets looking for high value targets with the resistance, but it seems that the resistance is working underground, literally, the subway systems were shut off and the New York anarchists are using it to house soldiers and plan out attacks, our objective is to sneak into the resistance HQ without anyone knowing what we're doing, and see if we can establish contact with the leader, the streets were filled with nazi flags, and DoF propaganda, armored trucks patrolled the streets and innocent people of color were being senselessly murdered by skin headed Aryans, this sight made me enraged, seeing people of color getting killed in the streets, so I pulled out what seems to be an equivalent of a cigarette, but these had no tobacco, no tar, no nicotine, and they were non-toxic and non addictive, and they came with a nice effect, it helps wipe bad memories from people and can also help if someone has PTSD.
So I lit it up and took a small drag, I could feel the effects and had the memory of seeing people getting senselessly killed was wiped away, and it seems that the nearest subway tunnel was three blocks away, and we needed to do something.
Just then an RPG rocket shot out of a window as it hit the armored truck causing it to flip over and explode, now was our chance, three hellish blocks between our current location, and hopefully new allies.
"Come on guys, move out!" I ordered the crew as we all charged out like a bunch of soldiers ready for war, just then an alarm sounded and there was an attack helicopter heading in the direction where the blast originated, but it seemed that the person who fired the rocket was gone, and it seemed that the rockets were remote controlled from somewhere, and there was another rocket launcher this time it aimed for the helicopter and shot it down like it was a pesky fly.
Seems someone's been doing their homework, and truly anarchist material, I still got to get me a copy of "The Anarchist's Cookbook."
But now was the time to move, but before long a convoy of white men stormed the area, and we needed to move, but it seems that they had yet another trap waiting for them, the road where the vehicles were parked had explosives rigged right under, the explosives did their job by detonating and causing massive flames to shoot out from the road and in was controlled without taking out the sidewalks, now was our opportunity to move, so we began to make our way to the subway tunnels.
As soon as we got there, we seemed to be greeted by guns but why would they do that? I mean we're on the same side.
So I walked up with my hands raised in the air showing that I mean no intent to harm, but I do wish to parley.
So I gently and gingerly walked over to whomever was in charge.
"So...you guys are the resistance?" I asked, and there was no response, we didn't mean them any harm, but we weren't going to expect a warm meeting though.
They didn't respond as they just glared at us willing to protect all of those inside.
One of them who is a female, came up to me after she whispered to one of them who might be the leader.
He doesn't say anything but nods to the woman and gives out a signal which quickly ended us being detained...again.
They took our weapons, handcuffed us and put a headphones and bag over our heads like we're prisoners for Guantanamo Bay.
I had my left arm removed and found myself sitting in a chair with my right handcuffed to the chair and she began to examine my robotic left arm.
She removed the headphones along with the bag as she had a Beretta 92F pointing right at my forehead and I had pressed my forehead ready to die for my family along with my newly wedded wife, she also knew that on the ring finger was a gold wedding band showing that I was now married.
"If you have any intent to kill me, go ahead and squeeze the trigger, but you might be incurring the wrath of my wife." I warned the masked woman, and she cocked the hammer on the gun.
"Who are you?" The woman asked, and I just simply told her who I was, and that I'm on her side.
"I'm Roman...Roman Rideout. I'm the leader of the Boston Anarchy Of Anime. I mean you no harm, I'm just looking to help liberate New York." I stated, she then removed the pistol from my forehead, and she holstered it .
"Well you have surely found them." Said the woman in the oni balaclava mask.
She removed her mask and showed that it was Chiquita from Jormungand, and she happens to be not only the right hand of the leader.
Just then an African American man with a full beard and years of experience fighting since he was either military or law enforcement.
"So you're the leader of the Boston Anarchy, it seems that you just had to piss off the Messiah in a good way. My name is W, and I'm the leader of this outfit, and it seems that you're looking to team up with us? What is it that you plan to do?" W asked, and my goal was really easy.
"I liberated Boston, and now, I'm aiming for the liberation of the east coast, then America, and finally the world, but we're going to need an army if we're going to stand a chance against these religious zealots." I said, and this put only a half smirk on W's face.
"Alright then, welcome, I've already took the liberty of making sure that no harm came to the rest of your family, in fact, I'm surprised that you managed to take back Boston, that is no small feat, especially for one person." W said, and we began to trudge through the abandoned subway systems since the Messiah didn't want people to use them as a means to transport the undesired through tunnels, so like the bunker back in Boston, this was the way the New York resistance conduct their underground guerilla war against these demagogues known as the DoF and the Aryan faction.
"We usually take in people who are sick, wounded or lost a loved one due to these acts of hatred." Chiquita said, as we toured through the tunnel systems and it seems that Kiril, Mirajane, Reaper, Ghost, John, Tania, and of course Toki and Harlock were waiting for us in the war room.
"I hate to be a bother but, can I please get my arm back?" I asked, and W realized that he was holding my left arm.
"Sorry about that." He said as he handed it back to me, and I reattached it making sure that I still have a connection to it, luckily I still do since my fingers can still move and I still have full control of it.
"So what do you plan on doing next?" Tokisawa asked, and W pointed to the next objective, which was the NYPD station.
"It seems they use this place as a recruitment center for anyone looking to join the cause, they also use the jail to keep those are high level offenders, and this could be a turning point if we could free them as well." W said, and it seems that we're needing to wait since we plan on attacking in about 12 hours to get all the soldiers ready for combat, and we needed to wait as well.
So John and I decided to find someplace private since he wanted to share something about his past.
(W's POV)
W is in his own makeshift room laying on his matress listening to music on his mp3 player as earphone are in his ears. His main rifle is an CMMG Mk47 Mutant fitted with an Trijicon SRS red dot sight and Magpul AFG grip and his sidearm is a Springfield Armory TRP Operator with extended mags. Both of his weapons are being laid down along with his combat vest. Even for a leader, W is a quiet person. He was in his own world as he stare at the ceiling while listening to his rap rock music until he noticed walks up to him.
"Time yet?" W asked as he leaned up and takes both of his earphones out of his ears.
"Not yet." Chiquita answered. "Just checking to see how you're doing."
"I'm fine...you?"
"Same as you. What do you think of the Boston Resistance?"
"Eh...I thought they would look differently but whatever. They made it this far meaning they're good news."
"Putting faith on them already hmm?"
"Just saying...it's not like something gonna screw up unless the higher ups are in charge which they always do and then put the blame on me when I disobeyed them which saved many lives."
So Chiquita knew that they had time, So Chiquita began to undress as she is now in her black tank top and undies and began to climb on top of W, which surprised him.
"We're doing this now?" W asked.
"Why not?" Chiquita asked back. "Mission doesn't starts until tomorrow morning...which gives enough time for ourselves."
"We better not waste it then." W said as Chiquita got up temporarily to remove her panties revealing her bare bottom half of her body and got back on top of W.
Lemon in 3...2...1…
While kissing W, Chiquita began to undo W's pants and reached through his underwear pulling out his member and the duo found themselves coming together, Chiquita then let out a lustful moan as she had W inside of her.
W was thrusting in a slow but pleasurable pace, Chiquita was still smiling while enjoying herself with W. She then starts to lift her shirt up to exposed her breasts and even have to use her mouth to hold her shirt up.
W then began to wrap his lips around her breast as she was begging W to fuck her harder.
He then placed his hands onto Chiquita's hips and she removed the top making herself completely naked, the two began to lock lips and thrust harder and it seems that they were both on the verge of climaxing, so they both climaxed and Chiquita slowly lowered herself onto W and they soon found each other laying on the bed covered by a single sheet. The two began laughing as how much they really enjoyed themselves and started kissing before drifting themselves to sleep.
[Now back to me and John…]
John and I were in a makeshift rec room as he and I were enjoying some pocky since he wanted to share something with me, his backstory.
"I'm really glad you're not really like those racist assholes that those people in charge nowadays." John said, and I didn't see race, gender, religion, or sexuality as an issue.
"I don't care about the color of one's skin, it's the character I look for, I mean if you truly stand for anime like me, then brother, you're one of us. Also I'm ¼ African American myself, I get it from my biological dad." I said as I took a bite from my pocky and it just shocked John that I'm ¼ African American when I have a mostly white complection.
"Yeah, my adopted family had that same attitude, I mean they were white as well, but they had a love for anime, and they even brought me into it as well. In fact, I was the only African American in a loving Caucasian family, and the youngest too, I had an older brother and sister as well." John said, and he lowered his head remembering the vile night his family was killed.
[Motion comic style backstory…]
When I was a little boy, I didn't know about my biological parents, I spent most of my childhood in an orphanage, I mean there were some kids who were nice and others were real pieces of trash. But one day, a nice couple wanted to adopt me, and I was happy to have a family that loved me, but some things including happiness have to come to end.
And one night two years ago after humans and anime characters began to coexist, it was then that one of our neighbors who was a member of the Klu Klux Klan decided to have my family killed, we were still asleep when they began to hijack our house, he pulled my older sister Amanda out of the house, pinned on the front lawn as he began to strip and rape her, my big brother Danny tried to fight him off, but the prick pulled a knife out and stabbed him right in the chest killing him, another two guys grabbed my parents and pulled them out of the house then tied them to a pair of crosses as they doused them in gasoline, then they had the nerve to burn my parents in front of me, Amanda tried to fight back, but she suffered the same fate Danny did by having the same knife that killed my brother had been placed in her chest as well, her dying words to me were, "Run away from here John, and don't look back." I did, so I ran, and they were giving chase to me, calling me racial slurs and even going as far as calling me obscenities.
I wanted revenge for what they did, a couple of days later, I was met by none other than Henrietta, she was nice enough to give me something to eat since I had no money for food or drink, she then decided to have me enlist with the New Orleans Anarchy branch, we'd fight against acts of racism and give a voice to the voiceless.
I consider Henrietta like a sister since she's the only family I have in this world, that was until you opened your arms to me and accepted me into this clan of yours. I spent years climbing the ranks, started off from being a simple soldier to becoming a right hand man. When the time came, I knew I was ready, I knew it was time for me to avenge the family that I grew up with, that their deaths weren't going to be in vain, and the man leading the charge, was none other than Jotaro Kujo.
I mean I wanted to make the bastard who killed my family pay for his sins, and when I had the man who orchestrated the attack on my family dead to rights, I mean I already butchered the man who raped and murdered Amanda along with killing Danny, his buddy who also tied my parents to crosses then burned them alive, also got his just desserts. Both of them were killed with a 12 gauge pump action remington shotgun right in the chest.
But the puppet master, the one who ordered the death of my family, had something more sweeter awaiting him, Jotaro handed me a Smith and Wesson .44 magnum revolver, and I pointed it right at the man's face as I saw the sins this man committed and with that, I wanted to make sure that no one else suffers like my family, so I cocked the hammer on the gun, and squeezed the trigger shooting a single bullet into the man's skull killing him instantly. And it seems that they were planning on purging a rabbit girl since she was considered an anime character, so I decided to free her and have her become my girlfriend. And word is, she's here in New York with us.
"Wait, your girlfriend is here in New York?" I asked and it turned out to be none other than Velvet Scarlatina from RWBY.
"Telling Roman your messed up story are you?" Velvet asked, and John grabs the rabbit faunus as she sat on top of him in a lovers position.
"Yeah I was, and I'm glad that we've been together, and I wouldn't change that for the world." John said, and I was about to leave, just then Dogmeat shows up since he wanted some attention. "How old is your dog?" John asked and I gently began to scratch behind the German Shepherd's ears as he enjoying it.
"He's 3, Mira and I raised him since he was just a puppy." I said and Dogmeat lowered his head onto my lap since he wanted someone to keep him company. "Also, if you guys plan on playing 'Hide the sausage,' I'm out of here." I warned the two lovebirds, I mean I just wanted to have a nice conversation with John without him and Velvet getting into anything sexual, just then one of the New York Anarchists saw John and Velvet in a lover's embrace and he had to give them fair warning.
"Hey if you two are going to be doing something like this, I'd suggest finding somewhere private you can do it." He said as Velvet got off of John and they both held hands.
We had to wait until tomorrow morning for the mission to start...
[Time jump to the next morning…]
The next morning, we were already near the police station as it was crawling with Aryans along with DoF members, and it seems that it is where they were keeping some innocent people in the jail awaiting their sentences, in this case most of these people are sentenced to death.
W and most of his guys have scattered around and acting like regular civilians and even dressed like them.
I could see W dressed with a black jacket, black, white and blue flannel shirt, blue jeans and sneakers and standing next to a building close to police station.
We needed to keep a low profile, and figure out how to get in there, but Chiquita decided to make the first move, and W had to make sure that Chiquita had taken out the guards before we even had a chance to breathe on the front door.
I then see one of the guards gets snatched away to cover without the other one even noticing until twenty seconds later he became curious and start searching for his friend.
"Hey. Where did you go?" The guard called out to his friend.
After finishing his sentence, the guard's throat was then slit by Chiquita using her knife.
It was brutal to watch as Chiquita just leave the guard suffocating as his throat is cut and blood was pour out of his wound fast...giving him a slow and painful death.
She then places some C4 onto the front door of the police station and set a 10 second timer, she then ran for cover making sure she was out of the blast zone, as soon as the C4 did it's job, W signalled all the members to move in.
"Anarchists, charge!" I ordered as we all yelled and stormed the police station as the guns began to ring out and the Aryans along with the DoF that were holding the station had been swept away by the rise of Anarchy as they were snuffed of their lives and I began to head for the holding cells where the prisoners were being held, there was one guy who looked like he could pass off for an Aryan, but why was he locked up, committing treason or something, I then noticed that he was sharing a cell with what seems to be a young gothic lolita, but it turns out that it was the demigoddess Rory Mercury.
The guy in particular kind of looked like Tallahassee from Zombieland, but if he was an otaku like us, then he'd prove that he could be a valuable asset like one of us.
"I take it that you're an anarchist right?" The man said, and I nodded, he then showed that he too was an undercover anarchist as well, and he was trying to infiltrate the DoF as a double agent like Natasha, and it seems that he was good to a point…
"Yeah Boston Anarchy Of Anime leader Roman Rideout, and you are?" I asked, and this just put a smile on his face.
"Call me Cassidy, or you'd better know me as Cassidy the Aryan butcher." The man said, I couldn't believe it, he's a legend in the history of Anarchy, he had a daughter but it was a half anime child, and the DoF killed her, he then went on a bloody massacre slaying those who hated anime including the DoF and the Aryan factions.
So I opened the cell door and both Cassidy along with Rory and it turns out there were a couple of busty women who are girlfriends, one of which was Masane Amaha from Witchblade, and the other was a former cop by the name of Michelle Kiyoshii.
"We need to get to the courthouse, because my little sister Jade is on trial and she might be executed." Michelle said and we knew that it was a trial for all the anarchic shenanigans she and her girlfriend were doing and they have gotten caught in Miami then sent to New York to wait judgement from the DoF, and it seems that her sister along with her girlfriend are being tried for their crimes and if we didn't get there, then we'd be up shit creek without a paddle, so now it was time to head for the courthouse to attend for a bit of jury duty.
[Courthouse]
We made it to the courthouse as the front doors had two guards and this was Toki's time to shine, he pulled out two throwing knives as he tossed them into the guards with pinpoint precision, both blades hit the windpipes of the guards as they dropped like sacks of potatoes, we then in single file went through the double doors but it seems that we triggered the metal detectors that were in the doorway which means that backup was going to come.
"We need to find the other girls, where's the courtroom?" I asked, and W was nice enough to lead the way, and we all charged into the courtroom and had our guns pointing at the judge who was about to pass a one sided judgement, Michelle and Masane then got her sister Jade and her girlfriend, it seemed the judge was a member of the Aryan faction, and this guy screamed to have a bullet put in him, and I was happy to oblige, so I went behind the judge's podium and grabbed the son of a bitch.
"You have any final words before you are to part to the hereafter?" I asked, and I drew a .50 caliber Desert Eagle and cocked the hammer pointing it right at the guy with the intent to kill him.
"I hope you and that fucking N***** burn in hell along with the rest of your colored sinners and those demonic anime characters as well." The Judge said and I squeezed the trigger with no remorse for what the judge said, and hate like that can only lead to one place that I particularly know of, hell.
Michelle grabbed the key off of one of the dead guards and freed her sister along with her girlfriend as well.
"You took your sweet time there sis." The girl said who was just as busty as her sister.
"Just be thankful I saved your ass Jade." Michelle shot back and the girls began to hug it out but the time for warm reunions had to wait, since the backup was about to head in our direction, but it seems that the lovebirds
W and Chiquita plated something on the road. I then see a few patrol cars rushing to the courthouse, when it came close to Chiquita and W's position where they planted something, W and Chiquita quickly ran away, but something exploded destroying the all DoF's cars which shocked me and the others. What the fuck did they planted on the road?
A homemade IED maybe? Whatever it was it gave us the chance to escape.
W and his militia were shadowing us as to cover our escape from the DoF or Aryans which worked as we made it to the sewers without being followed by anyone.
We had to wait for both W and Chiquita since they were the ones who lead us to the first victory, and the duo reunited with us as they lead us to a secret entrance of the New York resistance headquarters, now we needed to rest up and wait for the next operation...
NYPD/Courthouse siege-Status: Successful
[To Be Continued…]
(A/N: Well guys, here's the first of a new arc, and a special thanks to my friend WhiskeyFoxtrotTangoCharlie141 for the help on this chapter along with the addition of his character of W, I also wanted to give John another one of my OCs a bit of a twisted backstory about how he came to be who he is along with his girlfriend/guardian Velvet since he has a rabbit girl fetish, and Velvet could use someone to love as well, so I figured win/win for both. But feel free to drop a review, fave, follow, idea for a future chapter, OC [See chapter 1 for specs], etc. And until the next chapter, this is the master of chaos, the commander of the legion of corpses, BloodyDemon666 signing off!)