Chuck and Jordo stood before a small, menacing character sitting at an extremely large desk. It had been a long flight for the two of them, and Jordo was still licking his wounds from his ass whooping. The head CEO of Sony tapped his fingers together as he thought about the information presented to him by the two youths. They stood a good distance away from him in a large office at the top of a skyscraper. He was shadowed in front and they could make out his features, but he was obviously an old man by the sound of his voice.
"So…Nintendo went and did it, eh?" he said. He stood up but stayed at his desk as he rubbed his temples. There was an enormous window behind him. It was a dark, overcast day and it was getting ready to rain pretty hard. "Some how I knew it would come to this…they're just so desperate now…and stealing Halo 3…they'll be studying it no doubt, to unlock the secrets of a great game…" The CEO turned around and looked out the window. He folded his arms behind his back. "It's an art they're losing sight of… Does anybody else know about this?" Chuck answered no. "Hmm…and without their precious Halo to back them up, this'll cripple Microsoft for sure…" The CEO shook his head. "We have to. We have to stop Nintendo. They've gone too far, stealing Halo like this. And no doubt that they'll come after our next big game. But who can we send…?" the CEO turned back to them, his face still hidden. "You two." Chuck gasped. "You're positive no else knows about this? Other than Microsoft and ourselves?...Good…then I'll leave it up to you two to get the copy back." They both gasped this time.
"Buck up, boys," insisted the CEO. "We can't send Dante or Jak or Ratchet because then Microsoft will insist that they send the chief along side them, and we all know what's going to happen if they send the chief." The three of them shivered at the carnage each one pictured. "So we have to send an outside source. And to keep it low profile, it has to be you two so we can keep from this spreading. The less people involved the better. I'll make a phone call to Microsoft and let them know what's going to happen. We need to work together on this one, or the future of gaming may not be a happy one…" Then the CEO thought of something.
"You look a little scrawny for the job, though…" he said. "You'll need weapons and training… I have just what you need…" He walked back over to his deck. He pressed a button and the wall to their right lifted up into the ceiling. The wall was covered in trade mark weaponry. Jordo and Chuck stared at it wide eyed. "Take you pick." Chuck went over to one side of the wall that was covered in firearms, and Jordo went to the other side covered in melee weaponry. It didn't take him long. His eyes were immediately attracted to a rather long katana with a green hilt and sheath. He removed it from the wall. It was a little heavy; he wasn't used to swords. But he grinned as he drew the blade. It glimmered in the dim light. It was a little more than waist high on him, longer than normal.
"Ah yes, Virgil's katana… razor sharp and never goes dull…good choice…" said the CEO. Chuck took some more time, looking at countless guns before his eyes fell on an estranged rifle. It was the automatic from Jak II. Chuck picked it up with a grin. "you also have good taste…that's Jak's rifle…with a few modifications, of coarse, to suit today's needs…" Chuck held it up and rested it on his hip. Jordo took the Katana into his left hand and left it rest at his side. "Well then…you have one month to train. I'll contact you when its time. I suggest you train hard." They began to walk away.
"Gentlemen," the CEO stopped them. They turned back. There was a certain firmness in his voice. He was more serious no than he had been. "I assure you, this will be no easy task."
By the way, I don't own any of these copy written things. Sony, Microsoft, and Nintendo do though…but not me…:sigh:…