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Night of the Blood Moon.
Great Desert (Mojave Desert): around midnight.
A silent figure moved across the great desert swiftly, and quietly. Pausing only long enough to catch it's breathe about every two and a half miles or so. Its destination is a small camp of wolves just to the north. As it reaches its target it pauses near the peak of a small dune to survey the area and get a feel for the camp. As it takes in the surrounding tents and structures it notices that there is a heavy guard detail than it was informed of. The figure took this in to account and began to observe the movements of the guards and began to time how long it took the four guards on the figure's side of the camp to make their rounds, which was about twenty-five seconds for each guard more or less. Before this assailant made its move it checked its weapons and equipment once more. It was constantly changing its position trying to keep itself down wind so as not to be discovered by the wolves keen sense of smell.
Now that the wind was right it was now or never. The figure sprinted down the side of the dune as fast and as quietly as it could manage with throwing knives in hand. As the figure approached the first couple of guards the gender of the assailant became clear by the build of its body, he was a male. He wore black clothing that hid his form in the darkness and a mask that hide his identity from his enemy. He had two types of weapons with him, six throwing knifes and two 9mm biretta handguns. The guns were designed to use two types of ammo clips, tranquillizer dart cartridges or live rounds.
He loosed two of his throwing knives and they hit the dead center of the throats of his victims so they wouldn't make a sound when they died. The next few guards were basically killed in the same manner, with a knife in their throats and with absolutely no sound or by simply sneaking up behind them and snapping their necks. He maneuvered threw the tents like a shadow. There were a few guard in his path but that didn't matter his mission was everything to him. Every guard he came across was killed. Some by slitting of the throat, or by the breaking of the neck. Once he was satisfied that all of the guards were taken care of he then proceeded to enter the tents. Searching for the Alpha's tent. He should have guessed that it would have been the largest tent their but he had to make certain that it was. As he moved through the tent in the camp he would accidentally wake up one of the inhabitants, so he dealt with them as he had with the guards, swift death or a tranquillizer, depending on whether or not they had a family sized tent. He could not afford to have anyone now of his intrusion just yet. His inspection of almost all of the camp completed, he now proceeded to the Alpha's tent.
It was a large tent, around forty-five or so feet in length and width and about twenty-five feet in height. As he entered he saw that there were many sections of the tent that were separated by veils that were of the same sandy color as the rest of the tent and the other tents outside. But his mission was to find the Alpha. He slowly made his way through the tent, careful not to make a sound. He was aware that the wind had changed directions but he didn't worry since he was in the tent this time and that none of the other wolves would smell him from in here. Even though it was a tent and there was light in it, he still managed to stay away from the lights. And even turn a few of those light out so as to mask his approach. He soon found out that despite his stealth, his approach was still sensed. The shadow of the Alpha sat on the other side of the section from him. And from what he could tell the Alpha was, as is typical with wolves, a female. But there was another in the room with her. Also a female, 'perhaps a sibling, no matter, they will both share in the same fate' he thought. One of them turned to where he was hiding and spoke, "come out there's no use in hiding."
The assailant calmly walked out from his hiding place in the shadows. Obviously it was no use in him hiding anymore, but still he wondered how they were able to spot him.
"Why are you here?" the same wolf addressed him. She was a gray wolf with white fur around her muzzle and long black hair that reached to her waist. She spoke with a commanding voice that took him by surprise. He shook this off and merely took out his last knife not even bothering to reply to her question. He observed the other occupant closely as he did so. The other wolf was also gray, but her hair was not as long only stopping at her shoulders. They both wore what looked like one-piece swimsuits and desert sandals. As they stood they took their bow staffs from beside them and prepared for the coming fight.
He knew that his knife alone wouldn't win against these bows but he had to complete his mission. This is where he will put his training to good use. He began the attack dashing straight toward them, but as he approached them he darted to the right and caught them off guard with his sheer speed. He came in close to try and take advantage of their astonishment but to his surprise they had recovered from their surprise and began to defend themselves. The younger wolf caught on and blocked his attack with her staff while giving her leader the opportunity to strike at the attacker. He saw it coming just in time to jump back and avoid getting a very nasty headache. Unfortunately for him his knife hit with enough momentum to imbedded itself into the younger wolf's staff. This did not daunt the attacker; so he charged yet again, try again to take down the younger, least experienced of the two she-wolves. This time as he approached, however, the Alpha stepped in dashed in front of him and blocked for her underling. This did not faze the warrior clad in black. He flipped over the Alpha's head and proceeded on his coarse to kill the younger wolf. She was frozen in fear when she caught a glimpse of his eyes. They were filled with such killing intent that she felt she couldn't move. The Alpha was helpless to anything as the attacker jumped on top of her young comrade's shoulders, using his feet to grab her neck and his momentum to carry him through his attack he slammed her on the ground and in the process, snapped her neck. This enraged the Alpha but she knew better than to give into her rage. She glared daggers at this killer and charged in with her staff held high in order to bring it down on him in hopes that it would hinder his movements. He saw this coming and started to dash to the left. 'Got you,' the Alpha thought as she planted the staff on the floor (which happened to be hardened sand) and used it as a ground to launch a right kick that knocked him off his feet and took him threw a couple of the veils that separated the tent compartments. He shook his head to try and clear the stars that danced in front of them, and regained his bearings just in time to dodge another blow from the enraged wolf. But this time he was done playing around he managed to work his way back over to the section they were in before his little mishap with gravity to retrieve his knife. It was exactly where he last saw it and he hid it in his sleeve as the Alpha wolf approached ready to end this with one final blow. She once again raised her staff high for another attempt at a trick blow, slowly succumbing to her rage. He saw this and once again made dashed to the left but this time he faked to the left throwing her off and using his concealed knife he flung it toward her. A surprised look on her face as the knife embedded itself into her forehead all the way up to the hilt of the knife.
His mission completed, he made his way to the pick up point. As he neared the helicopter, he took of his mask, letting his long, quills hang down the way they normally do. Two bangs hung down in front of his golden-yellow eyes.
"Lieutenant Spyke Hedgehog?" the gunner of the copter asked.
"Yes," he replied.
"Mission status."
"Mission accomplished."
"Well done, the general wants to see you in the debriefing room at the base," informed the gunner.
"Roger," was Lt. Spyke's reply.
Somewhere, in the Caucus Mountain range.
A large complex that lies at the base of a large mountain waits quietly and patiently to have the hustle and bustle that it once had in its olden days. But it is inhabited, just not the kind of people you'd expect running around a military base.
The courtyard of the base was positively uninviting with its large chain linked fence and the long coils of barbed wire that ran along the top of the fences. At first glance nothing is visible other than the compound's grounds and a few storage sheds. But as one gets closer one could see that the entrances are extremely well guarded by soldiers hidden throughout the compound and in various other places. Deeper inside of this installation dwells its commander. A large chamber about two stories underground is where this commander makes his residence. The man is sitting on a chair that is situated in the back of the room. The occupant of the chair is a man clothed in black and is wearing a hood. The very atmosphere around him seemed to be cloaked in eternal darkness. The doors on the other side of the chamber started to open and as they do they make an eerie creaking noise making it sound as if the doors had been taken out of some haunted house. Through the door came a man clothed in black but lacking a hood. His face was that of a young man. His silver-white hair and glasses gave him an air of intelligence and cunning. As the silver haired youth approached the man on the chair he fidgeted with the papers he had in his hands, obviously worried as to how his leader would take the news he had been given.
When the young man approached the stairs that led up to the chair he stopped, waiting for his master to acknowledge his presence. The dark man nodded, acknowledging his underling's presence and beckoning him to come closer. The young man bowed then approached the chair where his master sat. He presented him with the paper and proceeded to make his report. "Our spy in the American government has in formed us that our biggest nuisance in the Great Dessert has been dealt with master."
The man responded but his voice was cold and unfeeling, "good."
"Yes sir, and you'll never guess who has accomplished this task for us," he paused wanting to see his master's interest in the subject, " it was Spyke-kun."
This caused the dark man to snap his head up to meet with his trusted underling, "what!" was his shocked reply. His lower face became visible as his head shot up from it's hanging posture. His skin was a pale white, almost ghost-like.
"It is all there in the report, Orochimaru-sama."
"After all this time he has finally resurfaced," Orochimaru said with a slight smile on his face. "I think its time for a little reunion don't you agree Kabuto?"
At this the young man know as Kabuto nodded in agreement, for not to agree meant certain death. "Give our young friend an invitation to our hideout in Megalopolis. Oh and is my next vessel ready yet Kabuto?"
"Yes Orochimaru-sama, he has survive the cursed seal and has exhibited a large amount of strength. I do wonder however, just why you picked a hedgehog to be your next vessel sir?"
"That is none of your concern, Kabuto," the Orochimaru said, laughing as he took of his hood, revealing his golden serpentine eyes, pale skin, and long dark hair.
Area 51 (Nevada desert, two stories beneath the surface of the desert)(switches to Spyke's POV)
I made my way to the debriefing room where I normally would go to make my report to the general in charge of the base. I didn't expect much to happen during the meeting just me discussing my current mission and what all I observed there. As I made my way there I couldn't help but think that it had already been four years since I enlisted in the armed forces when I heard that our country's enemies were rallying together to wage war on us. The reasons behind this are still unknown but I had my own suspicions about that. The countries involved where mostly many of the near eastern cultures and even the French had joined them and many others that I lost count. With this in mind I made up my mind not to be cannon fodder, so I enlisted in the Special Forces. Needless to say I left boot camp a whole rank higher than most individuals did. A couple of years later I received the rank of lieutenant due to going beyond the call of duty in many cases. This earned me the chance to try out for an elite group of the Special Forces called G.U.N. (I don't really remember what the acronym stood for). They were a black ops group that was always looking for the best of the best. When I was first approached I was a bit skeptical of their tactics but the pay was good and with my wife pregnant from my last visit during my vacation to Megalopolis, we needed the money now more than ever. I accepted the offer and they assigned me to a squad to see how I'd handle being out there and on a team of highly trained soldiers. Well needless to say I was better than they had expected. The higher ups gave me a squad of my own after only two months. My squad consisted of seven members, none of which I took with me on this last mission, corporals Melvin Cranes, Boron Stewarts, and Suza-na are the echidnas of our group and the best sharp shooters I've ever seen, Captain Melanie Thomas is a fox and our best strategist, our weapons specialist is the only crocodile to receive the rank of Captain, John "Snaps" Grandjaw. And of course there is the master of the digital world and a good urban warfare specialist, not to mention the only human on this team Steven Comrades. These people have become part of my extended family. Not only are they the closest thing I have to siblings but also they would go to hell and back to help our cause and their friends.
All this and more was weighing on my mind, as I entered the debriefing room. It was a small room with a high ceiling (high for one of my kind) and a five-foot table in the middle of the room. The general sat across from me and looked at the report that I handed in earlier. Several minutes passed without so much as a word between us. Until, the General cleared his throat and looks at me in the most stern of faces and asks, "Is the target truly neutralized?"
"Yes sir, all secondary and the primary targets eliminated sir," was my calm reply.
"No one saw your face son?"
"No sir."
"Well then, I see no more reason to hold you up here anymore you're dismissed."
"Yes sir."
I walked out of the room and shut the door. I breathed a sigh of relief; the General could be a very hard man to please at times, hence my tension. I figured it was about time for chow so I took the opportunity to ditch my squad to go to the mess hall. But once I got there I could see that they had already beaten me to the punch. Sitting at our favorite table was none other than my squad and a few others that we liked to call friends. I could see their happy smiles and they were joking around with a bunch of the other soldiers. I stood and marveled at this for a moment until I heard someone behind me. "Excuse me sir," the voice stated.
"Yes what is it?" I said flatly.
"Message for you from the General," he said as he handed me the message.
"Thank you."
The soldier nodded and went about his duties from there. I looked at it and at once I recognized the target's name: Orochimaru (the snake man). My teeth gritted and my muscles tightened, as I read on. This man had been so elusive in his own country and the atrocities that he committed were beyond despicable. And his face: who could ever forget those snake-like eyes and pale skin of that murderous, treacherous man (if you could even call him a man)? This would not only be a difficult mission, but a dangerous one at that. Somehow I had to break the news to my team.
A/n: nice to see that you all have kept up so far. Here is where I have to start putting both shows into the disclaimer. Soon you will understand why there is such an animosity toward Orochimaru from Spyke. But for now I'm going to leave you all hanging buuuaaahahahahahaahahahahahahaaaaaa, I love being evil. ok now please r&r (for you newbies thats read and review).