AN: One comment, Summer Vacation and Zero Point happen simultaneously, one
on Xander's earth and one on other ones. I wasn't originally going to do
anything more with Cyber Sonic, but then an idea came to me as one of my
computers got friend and ended up with a wiped drive, thus Zero came into
being in my head. But anyway, on to the story.
Zero smiled to himself slightly as he settled in at the bar he had found, the other inhabitants backing away. The place was called Caritas, and although the wards were supposed to prevent violence, the cyborg managed to use his weaponry on his first night to the point where demons and humans made it a point not to tick him off.
The adventure then ended with fourteen dusted vampires, six Polgara looking for a medic for severe laser burns, and a few others with injuries of lesser varieties, and all without breaking a sweat. All in all, they decided that the hedgehog was someone who if he looked angry, it was better to run for cover because destruction is seconds away.
What made it worse, was they couldn't even fight back inside the bar, outside of it, Zero just took more time and normally left anything that looked at it feeling sick with the slow, cold, and methodical technique he would use to leave demon corpses scattered around. Something in him had told him not to harm humans, but he could bypass that to the extent of not killing.
But he sensed something wrong this night, even the host, Lorne, could feel that something was going on. And with a nervous Zero, the rest of the audience was on their toes as well. Of them all, Lorne was the only one who wasn't afraid of, and Zero had an odd feeling of trust for the green skinned demon.
"So you sense it to?" the host asked the hedgehog.
"Yes, something seems off, and it is not just me, my internal diagnostic revealed nothing different there, so this has to be outside interference of some kind."
"You know, I have something that may just interest you, people have been disappearing in town, runaways mostly, but one of the Brachen families lost their kid to whatever it was," Lorne asked the pale blue creature sitting there.
"Any other information about them?"
"All I know is that its some sort of shelter that links them all, seems like a creepy group, nice yes, but still they give me the heebie jeebies."
"Alright, just erase my tab when I find out what's going on."
"Done," Lorne responded, "The shelter is called Family Home, you could start there."
"I'll look into it, I've already got an invite to visit them, and I seem to have an itchy trigger finger tonight."
"Please don't shoot up my bar again, that cost way more than your tab does now."
Zero smirked as he made his way out of the bar.
"Something tells me that we ought to call the morgue and tell them to order extra bodybags," the bartender whispered as the doors swung shut.
The pale hedgehog dashed along the rooftops, leaping from one to the next with the precision his implants gave him.
He checked the inventory of items in his shoulder harness and removed one item as he landed on the roof of the Family Home runaway shelter. His red eyes flashed around the area, settling upon a skylight and crouched down, to watch for a moment, his eyes glowing like a cats in the gloom as he watched the inside.
His eyes opened wide as he saw a girl being put into a strange thing full of some dark fluid that his sensors couldn't identify. He waited, calculating the time it would take before she would need air, but she didn't come out, and the hedgehog realized that something was very wrong as he drove his foot through the glass and dropped the item he had pulled from the harness.
The flash bang grenade went off inside, his biomechanical systems recovering instantly as he leaped into action, freeing the blade he carried as he fell, his sensors determining that those who put the girl in were not human of origin and thus not protected by his programming.
The hedgehog struck out with the blade like wild fire, a calm grew within him as he moved in fluid strikes, each one guiding him further through the destruction that he was causing with a predatory ease.
The disturbingly sweet smell of blood filled the air as the cyborg demolished those there save for one, the one he recognized.
"Hello Ken," he hissed, blade to the creatures throat as he cocked his head to one side, "I see that you have been a very naughty boy."
"You," the demon managed to say through his rage.
"Yes, as before, I am Zero, and you are going to tell me what happened to the people you've been taking," the cyborg said, the demon taking in the carnage around him, "And if you don't I get to take my time in carving you up like a, what is the phrase, nice Christmas turkey."
"Through the pool, another dimension," it managed to stutter, "Please don't hurt me!"
The cyborg's face remained emotionless as he stared at the creature for a moment before removing his limbs and attaching a grenade to him and shoved him into the pool before taking a swan dive into it himself.
Zero smiled to himself slightly as he settled in at the bar he had found, the other inhabitants backing away. The place was called Caritas, and although the wards were supposed to prevent violence, the cyborg managed to use his weaponry on his first night to the point where demons and humans made it a point not to tick him off.
The adventure then ended with fourteen dusted vampires, six Polgara looking for a medic for severe laser burns, and a few others with injuries of lesser varieties, and all without breaking a sweat. All in all, they decided that the hedgehog was someone who if he looked angry, it was better to run for cover because destruction is seconds away.
What made it worse, was they couldn't even fight back inside the bar, outside of it, Zero just took more time and normally left anything that looked at it feeling sick with the slow, cold, and methodical technique he would use to leave demon corpses scattered around. Something in him had told him not to harm humans, but he could bypass that to the extent of not killing.
But he sensed something wrong this night, even the host, Lorne, could feel that something was going on. And with a nervous Zero, the rest of the audience was on their toes as well. Of them all, Lorne was the only one who wasn't afraid of, and Zero had an odd feeling of trust for the green skinned demon.
"So you sense it to?" the host asked the hedgehog.
"Yes, something seems off, and it is not just me, my internal diagnostic revealed nothing different there, so this has to be outside interference of some kind."
"You know, I have something that may just interest you, people have been disappearing in town, runaways mostly, but one of the Brachen families lost their kid to whatever it was," Lorne asked the pale blue creature sitting there.
"Any other information about them?"
"All I know is that its some sort of shelter that links them all, seems like a creepy group, nice yes, but still they give me the heebie jeebies."
"Alright, just erase my tab when I find out what's going on."
"Done," Lorne responded, "The shelter is called Family Home, you could start there."
"I'll look into it, I've already got an invite to visit them, and I seem to have an itchy trigger finger tonight."
"Please don't shoot up my bar again, that cost way more than your tab does now."
Zero smirked as he made his way out of the bar.
"Something tells me that we ought to call the morgue and tell them to order extra bodybags," the bartender whispered as the doors swung shut.
The pale hedgehog dashed along the rooftops, leaping from one to the next with the precision his implants gave him.
He checked the inventory of items in his shoulder harness and removed one item as he landed on the roof of the Family Home runaway shelter. His red eyes flashed around the area, settling upon a skylight and crouched down, to watch for a moment, his eyes glowing like a cats in the gloom as he watched the inside.
His eyes opened wide as he saw a girl being put into a strange thing full of some dark fluid that his sensors couldn't identify. He waited, calculating the time it would take before she would need air, but she didn't come out, and the hedgehog realized that something was very wrong as he drove his foot through the glass and dropped the item he had pulled from the harness.
The flash bang grenade went off inside, his biomechanical systems recovering instantly as he leaped into action, freeing the blade he carried as he fell, his sensors determining that those who put the girl in were not human of origin and thus not protected by his programming.
The hedgehog struck out with the blade like wild fire, a calm grew within him as he moved in fluid strikes, each one guiding him further through the destruction that he was causing with a predatory ease.
The disturbingly sweet smell of blood filled the air as the cyborg demolished those there save for one, the one he recognized.
"Hello Ken," he hissed, blade to the creatures throat as he cocked his head to one side, "I see that you have been a very naughty boy."
"You," the demon managed to say through his rage.
"Yes, as before, I am Zero, and you are going to tell me what happened to the people you've been taking," the cyborg said, the demon taking in the carnage around him, "And if you don't I get to take my time in carving you up like a, what is the phrase, nice Christmas turkey."
"Through the pool, another dimension," it managed to stutter, "Please don't hurt me!"
The cyborg's face remained emotionless as he stared at the creature for a moment before removing his limbs and attaching a grenade to him and shoved him into the pool before taking a swan dive into it himself.