JTB: Hey, hey I got another chapter up
SK01: It's kinda short though. which isn't unexpected
JTB: Yeah. Anyway I own Alastar, Sloan, Jessy, Ash. fuck I own just about everything in this chapter. sweet
SK01: Just a warning this chapter is a little violent.
JTB: I'm thinking of upping the rating on this story.
SK01: Maybe you should
JTB: I'll think about it
SK01: Please read and enjoy baka boy's story
JTB: Honestly I'm not a baka. well not very much of one anyway
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Chapter 8: Rebirth Numero Dos
Alastar found himself standing in a long dark tunnel with a sooty red light end, familiar no? Beside him stood Jessy, who had his arms crossed and was smirking at Alastar. "You're the other conscienceness," said Alastar in disbelief.
Jessy nodded ", You are the first of the three rebirths I must undergo before I can return to the plain where I originally died," explained the ex-demon.
"So now what?" asked the Canadian-Irish wizard.
"We must combine together, then return to hell so we can begin the next life," was the reply from the long haired teen.
"That's about as clear as mud," Alastar said. "Who are you anyway?" he asked.
"I am Jessy Bowgard, ex-demon, future savior of my world, and so on and so forth," answered Jessy ", now hurry up and merge with me, the sooner I'm able to get this over with the better." Alastar nodded and walked toward Jessy. They reached out with both hands and touched their palms together. There was a flash of light and the new being they had formed stood. He stood approximately six feet and four inches tall, he had broad shoulders but a lean build, he had the muscles Jessy had developed in his demon form, Alastar's gray eyes, his hair reached his shoulders, was spiked backwards, and was the dirty blond color that both had shared. He held his wand and waved it causing a little bit of light to trail behind it.
"I could get used to this," his voice was clearly Jessy's still. Without another word he turned and walked into the sooty red light.
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Soon he stood in front of the vortex, he looked toward the demon-ness and she nodded. Jessy jumped into the vortex. "Rebirth numero dos her I come," Jessy yelled.
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The new child opened his eyes and instantly Jessy thought ', Something is not right here," but before he could ponder further his conscienceness faded, waiting until just before the death of this new child. Before the parents could name their child, three men entered the room. They all wore dark hooded cloaks ", Mister and Misses Griffith, hand over your child and he will be spared your fate," said the first man, he withdrew a gun from inside his cloak and pointed it at the new fathers head. The second man followed the example of the first and the third walked over to the mother, who handed him the child. The man took the child out of the room and shut the door, then came the sound of two simultaneous gunshots. In the cloaked mans arms the newly born child began to cry. The two others emerged from the room, the one who demanded the child from the parents spoke to the other two ", Let us return to base and begin," he paused ", editing," another pause ", this child."
24 hours later, at the base
The three men and the baby had arrived at a building, hidden underground. Inside this underground base was a barracks, mess hall, training rooms, hospital wing, living quarters, and a series of laboratories. Since they had arrived three hours earlier the men had given the still un-named child to a scientist, who took him to the largest laboratory and but him in a tube filled with a green liquid. The scientist now furiously typed on a keyboard and entered commands into the computer.
The door to the lab slid opened with a hiss and a tall imposing man with iron gray hair walked in, he was dressed in a black suit, he was probably about seventy but he still was healthy, his hard green eyes glared at the scientist. "What is the status on the infant?" he demanded ", did he survive being placed in the tube?"
The scientist nodded, he was in his late fifties and had white, crazy hair, he wore a lab coat, and was rather frail. "He survived with no sign of any damage, his hair has changed color though," explained the younger man ", his eyes also."
"When will we know if the chemical is working properly," asked the older man, obviously a superior.
"His growth is just beginning to excellerate, in about twenty four hours he should be the size of a five year old. Once he's reached that size the growth will stop and we will see if the proteins and other chemicals begin to take effect," explained the scientist. "We will remove him from the tube in seventy-two hours."
"Excellent Professor Loki," said the man ", make sure he survives, he is very possibly the future of the assassin guild."
Professor Loki bowed to the guild leader and said ", I will remain here the whole time, or send for other experienced scientists to watch over him."
"Very good Loki," the man walked out without another word.
The scientist turned back to the keyboard and began typing again. "Hmmm," he muttered, the typed in ", your name shall be Sloan."
Seventy-Two hours later
Professor Loki and a few other scientists stood in front of the tube, Loki held up a remote with a blue button on it. He pressed the button and the liquid drained from the tube, then it split in two and Sloan fell to the ground in front of them, his hair had grown at the same speed as the rest of his body, it was a emerald green color, his eyes fluttered open, they were a strange saffron color. Quickly the scientists clothed him and moved him to hospital wing, where he was given many medical shots. Finally they moved him to the room that would serve as his living quarters for the next several years.
A few days later
Sloan walked into the office of the leader of the guild. The week old child was dressed all in black, his emerald green hair had be cut so it was only about two inches long and very unruly. He bowed to the leader. "Hello sir," he said.
"Hello Sloan," replied the leader ", you are to begin your education in a few days, after that you shall begin to perform missions. You are to be one of the top assassins of the guild by the time your body has reached the biological age of eighteen."
"I understand sir," said Sloan. He bowed again and walked out of the door.
Ten years later
Sloan, his body had reached the biological age of fifteen, stood on a rooftop watching two figures walk down the street. He had a sniper rifle set up lying beside his feet unfortunately it had broken somewhere inside while he transported it, he would have to fight them hand closer. Sloan wore a black denim trench coat with a flexible metal sewn into it, under he wore a black t-shirt, dark blue jeans, and black steel-toed boots. Inside the trench coat he had several weapons, handguns, knives, a few types of bombs, as well as other weaponry. On each hand he had special gauntlets, they allowed him to still use his hands normally while protecting his hands and letting him damage his opponents.
He jumped down from the rooftop and followed the two. His hair was still emerald green and in the same cut it had been when he had first visited the leader of the guild. He followed the two, his saffron eyes looked for a good place to attack.
In his mind he reviewed the data on the two, one was a mutant the other was a man with robotic arms that both carried a large arsenal of both close and long range weaponry. It wasn't going to be easy. He continued to follow them until they left the city and headed for their hideout, in a nearby forest. Once they entered the forest he snuck ahead of them and waited in a tree, very high up. Conveniently his targets stopped near his hiding place.
"Xero," asked the mutant ", I think we may have been followed, should we circle back." His voice was nervous and Sloan mentally kicked himself for not being quieter.
"There's no need Ash, whoever was following us got lost," replied Xero.
As he moved lower, Sloan got a better look at his targets. Ash had dropped his hood earlier, his skin was gray and he was only about five feet tall, he had long black hair pulled back into a ponytail, his eyes were not visible from the angle, he was gaunt and had a large knife on his belt. Xero on the other hand was about seven feet tall, had his hair shaved off, his skin was tanned, his arm's were no longer hidden under the cloak, they were metal his left arm had gun barrels built on the top and his right arm had a blade that reached from his wrist to past his elbow. Sloan was taller then Ash but shorter then Xero ', That could cause some problems,' he thought.
Sloan dropped from the tree, as he fell he aimed for the top of Ash's head, he landed his hands grabbing Ash's head and twisting. There was a sickening crack as Ash's neck broke and he fell to the ground. Sloan then launched himself toward Xero, who easily knocked him out of the air and into a nearby tree. The Emerald haired assassin got to his feet just in time to dodge the swipe of Xero blade, which had snapped foreword. From within his trench coat he withdrew a long knife he used for throwing, and used it to parry Xero's next strike. Sloan back-flipped away from Xero, onto the branch of a tree, out of the reach of the taller man. The assassin threw his knife at Xero but it simply bounced off his arm. Before Sloan could draw a different weapon Xero punched the tree, causing it to break and begin to fall over, Sloan flipped away and drew one of his pistols, then loaded a special round into it. "HEY XERO," he yelled ", CATCH THIS!" He fired the shot and Xero caught it with his arm that had the sword.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Xero explained as sparks began to surround his arm, leaving it motionless. He raised his other arm and began firing on Sloan, who ran and dodged the shots. Sloan returned fire with regular rounds, missing mostly because he was still running. The assassin hid behind a tree to reload, he put exploding rounds in both of the pistols and jumped out from behind the tree to fire again but stopped at the sight before him. Xero was holding his working hand above his head, out of the hand came electricity and energy that formed itself into a massive ball. "DODGE THIS BASTARD!" yelled the angry man, who then threw the energy ball at Sloan.
Sloan ran to his right and was sent flying through the air by the explosion behind him, he landed on the ground and got to his feet immediately, ignoring any pain. He couldn't see Xero, but ran in the direction ha had come from. Xero obviously thought he had killed Sloan because he was laughing and holding up his arm in victory. The saffron-eyed assassin snuck around behind the seven-foot man and put the gun to his targets head. "Try dodging this idiot," he pulled the trigger and was sent flying backward as the bullet exploded against Xero skull. "SHIT!" he yelled as he his another tree hard, winding himself.
Suddenly there was a knife at his throat ", You should make sure someone's dead before you focus on the second target," said Ash. The mutant obviously had some sort of healing ability because he had twisted his head back to the way it was supposed to be. Sloan kicked the gray skinned man in the chest before he had a change to cut him and jumped to his feet, kicking the knife out of his opponent's hand. Ash back flipped and threw several knives at Sloan, who jumped out of the way and threw his own knives in response. The mutant dodged them and turned to Sloan just in time to see the assassin's gauntletted hand before it hit his face. Sloan followed up with a sidekick to the chest that sent Ash flying. Sloan picked up the longhaired mutant with his right hand and withdrew another pistol with his left hand and pointed it between his struggling opponent's eyes.
"Time to die," said Sloan ", and this time you won't survive," he pulled the trigger and let the dead body drop. He put the gun back into his coat and retrieved his other weapons from the ground. He'd have to get his pistols repaired at the base. He walked out of the forest and back toward town, he didn't seem to realize he was covered in dirt and blood, some his own, most from his targets. He returned to the rooftop and retrieved the sniper rifle that he had left. For the second time that night he jumped off the rooftop. He walked to the other side of town and waited for the transport to pick him up.
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JTB: Here you go
SK01: Hey what the hell this life is lasting for more then one chapter like the other one. why?
JTB: Since this one is in a world that's my idea it's easier to write. besides I like Sloan he's a very important character to me.
SK01: Right. It's just because you can't write Harry Potter fics well. that's why Alastar's story was so short.
JTB: Well there is that to.
SK01: Ha! Baka
JTB: Onto another subject. I probably won't be updating for a few weeks. I'm kinda going to Hawaii for eight days starting Friday. then afterward we may be sending in the computer to get it fixed
SK01: YOUR GOING TO HAWAII!?!? You bastard. you get to escape the snow and cold temperature
JTB: There isn't any snow where I live remember. we have lots of rain instead. but yes escaping the cold will be good
SK01: Lucky bastard.
JTB: Anyway please review and have patience for the next update. Adios Amigos.
SK01: Bye
SK01: It's kinda short though. which isn't unexpected
JTB: Yeah. Anyway I own Alastar, Sloan, Jessy, Ash. fuck I own just about everything in this chapter. sweet
SK01: Just a warning this chapter is a little violent.
JTB: I'm thinking of upping the rating on this story.
SK01: Maybe you should
JTB: I'll think about it
SK01: Please read and enjoy baka boy's story
JTB: Honestly I'm not a baka. well not very much of one anyway
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Chapter 8: Rebirth Numero Dos
Alastar found himself standing in a long dark tunnel with a sooty red light end, familiar no? Beside him stood Jessy, who had his arms crossed and was smirking at Alastar. "You're the other conscienceness," said Alastar in disbelief.
Jessy nodded ", You are the first of the three rebirths I must undergo before I can return to the plain where I originally died," explained the ex-demon.
"So now what?" asked the Canadian-Irish wizard.
"We must combine together, then return to hell so we can begin the next life," was the reply from the long haired teen.
"That's about as clear as mud," Alastar said. "Who are you anyway?" he asked.
"I am Jessy Bowgard, ex-demon, future savior of my world, and so on and so forth," answered Jessy ", now hurry up and merge with me, the sooner I'm able to get this over with the better." Alastar nodded and walked toward Jessy. They reached out with both hands and touched their palms together. There was a flash of light and the new being they had formed stood. He stood approximately six feet and four inches tall, he had broad shoulders but a lean build, he had the muscles Jessy had developed in his demon form, Alastar's gray eyes, his hair reached his shoulders, was spiked backwards, and was the dirty blond color that both had shared. He held his wand and waved it causing a little bit of light to trail behind it.
"I could get used to this," his voice was clearly Jessy's still. Without another word he turned and walked into the sooty red light.
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Soon he stood in front of the vortex, he looked toward the demon-ness and she nodded. Jessy jumped into the vortex. "Rebirth numero dos her I come," Jessy yelled.
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The new child opened his eyes and instantly Jessy thought ', Something is not right here," but before he could ponder further his conscienceness faded, waiting until just before the death of this new child. Before the parents could name their child, three men entered the room. They all wore dark hooded cloaks ", Mister and Misses Griffith, hand over your child and he will be spared your fate," said the first man, he withdrew a gun from inside his cloak and pointed it at the new fathers head. The second man followed the example of the first and the third walked over to the mother, who handed him the child. The man took the child out of the room and shut the door, then came the sound of two simultaneous gunshots. In the cloaked mans arms the newly born child began to cry. The two others emerged from the room, the one who demanded the child from the parents spoke to the other two ", Let us return to base and begin," he paused ", editing," another pause ", this child."
24 hours later, at the base
The three men and the baby had arrived at a building, hidden underground. Inside this underground base was a barracks, mess hall, training rooms, hospital wing, living quarters, and a series of laboratories. Since they had arrived three hours earlier the men had given the still un-named child to a scientist, who took him to the largest laboratory and but him in a tube filled with a green liquid. The scientist now furiously typed on a keyboard and entered commands into the computer.
The door to the lab slid opened with a hiss and a tall imposing man with iron gray hair walked in, he was dressed in a black suit, he was probably about seventy but he still was healthy, his hard green eyes glared at the scientist. "What is the status on the infant?" he demanded ", did he survive being placed in the tube?"
The scientist nodded, he was in his late fifties and had white, crazy hair, he wore a lab coat, and was rather frail. "He survived with no sign of any damage, his hair has changed color though," explained the younger man ", his eyes also."
"When will we know if the chemical is working properly," asked the older man, obviously a superior.
"His growth is just beginning to excellerate, in about twenty four hours he should be the size of a five year old. Once he's reached that size the growth will stop and we will see if the proteins and other chemicals begin to take effect," explained the scientist. "We will remove him from the tube in seventy-two hours."
"Excellent Professor Loki," said the man ", make sure he survives, he is very possibly the future of the assassin guild."
Professor Loki bowed to the guild leader and said ", I will remain here the whole time, or send for other experienced scientists to watch over him."
"Very good Loki," the man walked out without another word.
The scientist turned back to the keyboard and began typing again. "Hmmm," he muttered, the typed in ", your name shall be Sloan."
Seventy-Two hours later
Professor Loki and a few other scientists stood in front of the tube, Loki held up a remote with a blue button on it. He pressed the button and the liquid drained from the tube, then it split in two and Sloan fell to the ground in front of them, his hair had grown at the same speed as the rest of his body, it was a emerald green color, his eyes fluttered open, they were a strange saffron color. Quickly the scientists clothed him and moved him to hospital wing, where he was given many medical shots. Finally they moved him to the room that would serve as his living quarters for the next several years.
A few days later
Sloan walked into the office of the leader of the guild. The week old child was dressed all in black, his emerald green hair had be cut so it was only about two inches long and very unruly. He bowed to the leader. "Hello sir," he said.
"Hello Sloan," replied the leader ", you are to begin your education in a few days, after that you shall begin to perform missions. You are to be one of the top assassins of the guild by the time your body has reached the biological age of eighteen."
"I understand sir," said Sloan. He bowed again and walked out of the door.
Ten years later
Sloan, his body had reached the biological age of fifteen, stood on a rooftop watching two figures walk down the street. He had a sniper rifle set up lying beside his feet unfortunately it had broken somewhere inside while he transported it, he would have to fight them hand closer. Sloan wore a black denim trench coat with a flexible metal sewn into it, under he wore a black t-shirt, dark blue jeans, and black steel-toed boots. Inside the trench coat he had several weapons, handguns, knives, a few types of bombs, as well as other weaponry. On each hand he had special gauntlets, they allowed him to still use his hands normally while protecting his hands and letting him damage his opponents.
He jumped down from the rooftop and followed the two. His hair was still emerald green and in the same cut it had been when he had first visited the leader of the guild. He followed the two, his saffron eyes looked for a good place to attack.
In his mind he reviewed the data on the two, one was a mutant the other was a man with robotic arms that both carried a large arsenal of both close and long range weaponry. It wasn't going to be easy. He continued to follow them until they left the city and headed for their hideout, in a nearby forest. Once they entered the forest he snuck ahead of them and waited in a tree, very high up. Conveniently his targets stopped near his hiding place.
"Xero," asked the mutant ", I think we may have been followed, should we circle back." His voice was nervous and Sloan mentally kicked himself for not being quieter.
"There's no need Ash, whoever was following us got lost," replied Xero.
As he moved lower, Sloan got a better look at his targets. Ash had dropped his hood earlier, his skin was gray and he was only about five feet tall, he had long black hair pulled back into a ponytail, his eyes were not visible from the angle, he was gaunt and had a large knife on his belt. Xero on the other hand was about seven feet tall, had his hair shaved off, his skin was tanned, his arm's were no longer hidden under the cloak, they were metal his left arm had gun barrels built on the top and his right arm had a blade that reached from his wrist to past his elbow. Sloan was taller then Ash but shorter then Xero ', That could cause some problems,' he thought.
Sloan dropped from the tree, as he fell he aimed for the top of Ash's head, he landed his hands grabbing Ash's head and twisting. There was a sickening crack as Ash's neck broke and he fell to the ground. Sloan then launched himself toward Xero, who easily knocked him out of the air and into a nearby tree. The Emerald haired assassin got to his feet just in time to dodge the swipe of Xero blade, which had snapped foreword. From within his trench coat he withdrew a long knife he used for throwing, and used it to parry Xero's next strike. Sloan back-flipped away from Xero, onto the branch of a tree, out of the reach of the taller man. The assassin threw his knife at Xero but it simply bounced off his arm. Before Sloan could draw a different weapon Xero punched the tree, causing it to break and begin to fall over, Sloan flipped away and drew one of his pistols, then loaded a special round into it. "HEY XERO," he yelled ", CATCH THIS!" He fired the shot and Xero caught it with his arm that had the sword.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Xero explained as sparks began to surround his arm, leaving it motionless. He raised his other arm and began firing on Sloan, who ran and dodged the shots. Sloan returned fire with regular rounds, missing mostly because he was still running. The assassin hid behind a tree to reload, he put exploding rounds in both of the pistols and jumped out from behind the tree to fire again but stopped at the sight before him. Xero was holding his working hand above his head, out of the hand came electricity and energy that formed itself into a massive ball. "DODGE THIS BASTARD!" yelled the angry man, who then threw the energy ball at Sloan.
Sloan ran to his right and was sent flying through the air by the explosion behind him, he landed on the ground and got to his feet immediately, ignoring any pain. He couldn't see Xero, but ran in the direction ha had come from. Xero obviously thought he had killed Sloan because he was laughing and holding up his arm in victory. The saffron-eyed assassin snuck around behind the seven-foot man and put the gun to his targets head. "Try dodging this idiot," he pulled the trigger and was sent flying backward as the bullet exploded against Xero skull. "SHIT!" he yelled as he his another tree hard, winding himself.
Suddenly there was a knife at his throat ", You should make sure someone's dead before you focus on the second target," said Ash. The mutant obviously had some sort of healing ability because he had twisted his head back to the way it was supposed to be. Sloan kicked the gray skinned man in the chest before he had a change to cut him and jumped to his feet, kicking the knife out of his opponent's hand. Ash back flipped and threw several knives at Sloan, who jumped out of the way and threw his own knives in response. The mutant dodged them and turned to Sloan just in time to see the assassin's gauntletted hand before it hit his face. Sloan followed up with a sidekick to the chest that sent Ash flying. Sloan picked up the longhaired mutant with his right hand and withdrew another pistol with his left hand and pointed it between his struggling opponent's eyes.
"Time to die," said Sloan ", and this time you won't survive," he pulled the trigger and let the dead body drop. He put the gun back into his coat and retrieved his other weapons from the ground. He'd have to get his pistols repaired at the base. He walked out of the forest and back toward town, he didn't seem to realize he was covered in dirt and blood, some his own, most from his targets. He returned to the rooftop and retrieved the sniper rifle that he had left. For the second time that night he jumped off the rooftop. He walked to the other side of town and waited for the transport to pick him up.
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JTB: Here you go
SK01: Hey what the hell this life is lasting for more then one chapter like the other one. why?
JTB: Since this one is in a world that's my idea it's easier to write. besides I like Sloan he's a very important character to me.
SK01: Right. It's just because you can't write Harry Potter fics well. that's why Alastar's story was so short.
JTB: Well there is that to.
SK01: Ha! Baka
JTB: Onto another subject. I probably won't be updating for a few weeks. I'm kinda going to Hawaii for eight days starting Friday. then afterward we may be sending in the computer to get it fixed
SK01: YOUR GOING TO HAWAII!?!? You bastard. you get to escape the snow and cold temperature
JTB: There isn't any snow where I live remember. we have lots of rain instead. but yes escaping the cold will be good
SK01: Lucky bastard.
JTB: Anyway please review and have patience for the next update. Adios Amigos.
SK01: Bye