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Chapter Four: Inevitable Clash
An adult man, about forty or so, was driving his good old car across the Jump City bridge. He finished his work two hours ago and had already called his wife on his cellphone to tell her to get ready and dressed, as he was finally taking her out to the famous play 'Haunted: A Hero's Path to Insanity' written by the amazing writer, David Slack. He left his work early, nearly half an hour before his shift was over, and hurried home. The Jump City streets were as clear as usual, a typical fall evening, with slight trickling of water droplets, that slowly turned into slight rain
That quicly developed into a full fledged thunderstorm
Using the term 'Driving' as the man's action was slightly over stating his action. For the past hour and a half, he has been stuck on the accursed bridge, gripping the steering wheel on his car with growing annoyance as the heavens poured galons of cold icy water from above, along with a frequent clap of a thunder and the flash of lightning. Traffic has been stopped because of an injury free car accident on the Steel City side of the bridge, where many firefighters and policemen stood, along with two dazzled drivers, looking at a pile of twisted metal and wreckage that used to be one of Cook's Electronics' delivery trucks and another wreck, on which you could still make out the logo of Texan Tex's Oil, standing in the middle of a huge, slippery black puddle. Policemen were redirecting traffic away from the puddle with red flares as firefighters were helplessly trying to suck and cover the huge stain with sand. The process, althogh important and despite the fact that not doing it would risk countless lives, was running in an unnervingly slow speed, causing a quire of horns to be sounded off from the direction of the brigde.
"...And now for the weather; an unforseen storm hits the bay area. Drivers are told to use cation to avoid accidents. Some delays in traffic are expected"
"Yeah, no kidding" muttered Glen. The forementioned driver. He shut his radio off and lit himself a cigarette, inhailing deep. It calmed him for some reason, he reached for his phone to call his wife and notify her of her delay when the latter rang right in his ear, startling him
"Yes? Oh hi Mike, did the game already start?" He paused to inhale again "Staying at the building? Oh come on, why?" he swore under his breath, going with his wife to the show made him miss the biggest match of the season: The Steel City Tiger Vs. The Metropolis Colossess
"All this whole car accident thing made half the police force disappear, so we have to stay here untill they come and take it away" Mike replyed
"You mean the accelerator is still at the lab?" Glen sounded horryfied "Mike, watch yourself, man, don't risk your life if one of those super theives come for it, just give it away" his friend's response came as a chuckle
"Come on man, who's gonna try and steal it? I bet they don't even know it exsists"
"Mmm...I dunno" Glen inhaled more poison down his lungs "I guess Slade, or Overlord, or Red X...Err, what're you asking me for anyone?" In response to that, Mike burst out laughing
"Man, you should read the papers more often. Overlord's been locked up for the past month and Slade and Red? They're dead man! D-E-A-D, dead!"
"Well still, watch our for yourself. I'm gonna call Donna. Later" Glen hung up, and once again was about to call his wife, when something caught his eye; up on one of the bridge's support pillars, he saw something when the lightning flashed; a dark figure, hidden entirely by the color black, it's cape, torn at the bottom, flapping in the wind. Lightning flashed again, he got a better look at the figure, and the white, skull like features of it's face. He couldn't believe his eyes, that wasn't possible.
By the next lightning flash, Red X was gone.
(S)
"We couldn't have hoped for a better night. This thunderstorm makes sure no police choppers are gonna interfere with our action"
"It's like Kad knew it was gonna happen. Ya'think she has something to do with it?"
"Come on Boom Boom. She's just human"
"Yep"
"And I hope Fuel did his job the way he should've"
"You bet it, Striker. Those Titans are way too overcooked to do anything about us"
"Good. Silver, Blank, you're our early recon team. If anything happens, assistance codeword is 'Jade'. The clear codeword is 'Diamond'"
"What's this 'Ruby' code, Striker?"
"That's in case Red X shows up. We deploy at midnight, team. Get a lot of rest"
(S)
"I at least hope you spent that hour and a half casing your target, my friend" Pedro's voice greeted X as he stepped in through one of the many access ladders of the secret lair. Unlike the outside, the lair radiated a relaxing warmth that greeted the soaked Red X as he entered. The theif looked up to the huge screen and waved it off
"Casing? You've gotta be kidding me. That'll take all the fun out of it" he said and sat down on one of the chairs in the lair. He gave the place a look; it wasn't too shabby at all, with all the walls painted in a golden tone, showing off some curves that made it clear that those walls were indeed metal and not concrete. The floor was also golden, giving X the feeling that he was sitting in a huge gold bar, like the many that he had stolen.
"I believe you made a mistake, my dear friend" Pedro said, soundig a bit concerned "I have heard that a rival band of tech theives, known as the Strike Force, are planning to take your target for themselves"
"That so? Well, good. At least I won't get bored"
"Are you always disrespecting your enemy in that matter?" The Hispanic voice roared, obviously annoyed. Red X paused for a few seconds, seemengly thinking of an answer
"Yes"
"You are too cocky and overconfident, that will be your undoing, dear theif" X chuckled
"Wow, you read me like a book" he said and kicked back in the chair "I think that with all these extra theives running around, I'm gonna need some extra Xenothium. Doncha agree?"
"Indeed" the voice said. In front of X, a portion of the wall opened, revealing two long viles of the unstable chemical. He eyed the glass tubes and the liquid inside them for quite a long while before finally taking them and inputting the red fuel into the belt
-Power: 100- the red bar announced inside X's heads up display. He was fully loaded and ready for action. He felt all those percents of raw power flowing through the suit's weapon systems; an intense heat going through his body
"I want action. Now" he spoke harshly. He was truely feeling the need to kick butt. In response, Pedro chuckled and pointed towards a remote wall from X's location. The wall split in half, horizontly, allowing the two halves to split mechanically with the sound of hydraulic pistons working.
X turned his head towards the noise and his eyes widned. He stared at the mechanical masterpiece that stood in front of him and knew no words or phrases to describe it. It was absolutley
"Beautiful" he was finally able to utter.
It was a motorcycle; a custom made racing bike, he knew the model, it was one of those brand new Tomahawk bikes. The fastest, slickest piece of metal in the racing world, it hit the tracks about one year ago and swooped it in a blazing firestorm, and this was next year's model
"As you can see, Robin and whoever's sposering him, didn't save a single penny when it came to perfecting the Red X weapon system" Pedro said, and was right; the machine had undergone at least two engine upgrades from what X saw. A small hidden Nitrous Oxide tank was located right below the grey seat, connected by a network of pipes to the concealed engine.
The think was colored almost identicaly to the Jet Ski; slick black, with two X's crossing the sides and the white skull out front
"Seems pretty impressive, doesn't it? Our extraction team pulled it out just yesterday" Perdro said, self sufficiatly, dared X think, but he couldn't care less about that. His entire attention was deticated to the bike
"Aside from an amazing colorwork, what can this baby do?"
"Zero to sixty in one point five, a top speed of two hundred and foury miles per hour, that's one and a half faster than the T-Car. The framework is entirely Carbon Fiber and P.V-97, the same materials used in Stealth Fighters, to assure any more accidents won't happen" That sentence made X flinch, he could still remeber being tossed up like a rag doll in the middle of the huge fireball.
"And of course, a built in Xenothium powered weapons system, including an experimental accelration system, and your oh so beloved cloaking field"
"Yeah, but does it play Bach too?" X joked while walking towards his newfound way of transportation, which turned towards him on its metallic dome. X gazed at the white skull in his bike's front, and then the red X that was below it. The lights bounced off the black metal in such a way that gave the bike a somewhat frightning aura. He stepped onto the machine and started it up. The bike's engine didn't roar like X tought. It was more of the sound of a buzz saw
"Well, I guess nothing's perfect" He said and looked at the red clock on his dashboard
23:49
"Twenty minutes to get there, another fifteen to take the accelerator and twenty more to get back. Don't worry honey, I'd be home for dinner" he said and zipped out of the lair in a mind blowing speed, towards jump city.
Behind the screen, Pedro grinned
"That's what you think, my friend" the last two words were once again said in a woman's voice. The screen, now no longer projecting the image of the large hispanic man, was instead presenting the empy lair with that of a slim woman, who reached down to something in her pants' pocket
"Striker? One of my scouts notifyed me that he spotted Red X en route to your target. You are to execute Ruby code. Do whatever it takes to get that accelerator"
"Yes ma'am, will do" Striker said and hung up. Kad grinned and sat back in her chair, observing the many security cameras inside the tech company's building. She licked her red lips
"Oh yes, there will be blood"
(S)
Wolfman Tech's company building was your avarage Office building Lab combination; the building itself was built upwards, about fifteen floors high, colored typical brown with blue glass windows that seemed dense in the dark rainy night. The first two floors had an expansion built to it's left, branded with a large W, crossed by T, in gold; the labs themselves. There must've also been an underground continuation of the lab structures
Where their target was.
Inside the office building, at the second floor, a vent shaft was kicked open by a white boot, its cover falling to the ground with a loud 'CLING' noise. Out of the vent dropped two girls
The first, the one wearing the white boots, was fairly tall, she was wearing white uniforms that seemed to be made of some reflective fabric. Her outfit consisted of knee high boots, long white pants and a midriff revealing shirt. On the right portion of her chest was a black circle, inside which were the letters S and F. Her face were kind, though strange, as her lips, like her eyes were painted silvery gray, much like her hair
She landed in a cat like position, got up and dusted her white uniform of the dust that stuck to her from crawling inside the vents
"Next time I'm letting Fuel take the recon mission and I'll be with the strike unit, he'll just love those close, confined spaces" she coughed "And the dust"
"Ah, stop yer whinin'" a french girl's voice replied to her. She looked to her left, but saw no one. She smiled, revealing two small fangs
"Already going invisible, Blank?" she teased and in response got her shoulder nudged slightly
"Come on, zee others are waiting" the voice told her. She nodded and got up, walking down a long dark hallway and constantly sniffing the air. Suddenly, she stopped and growled, revealing that the silvery fangs inside her mouth got a little longer
"What is it, Lauren?" the French girl's voice asked
"There's someone in here, I can smell him" she replied. "He's up ahead, let's keep on walking"
As they did, they approached a meeting point of their hallway and another, lit by two or three small lights, on the left side was a single fire extinguisher and a red fire alarm button
"Ow! Watch it blank!" the girl with silver hair cried after feeling that her invisible teammate had bumped into her shoulder, harshly.
"It wasn't me, you're-" the girl stopped and looked at her friend. Her eyes were wide open, revealing two eliptic cat like pupils. She quickly grabbed the fire extinguisher off the wall, removed the pin and sprayed the hall with grey dust, while her invisible friend hit the light switch to her right.
The hallways was now lit in flshing white lights, as the large florecent lightbulbs had a couple of secods needed to warm up, but that all the two girls needed
In front of them stood the grey figure of a man, covered in the grey particles, they couldn't recognise any features in his body, only his cape, which was down to his feet, and torn at the bottom
"Get over here!" the two girls cried and spirtned after him. He in response started running away from them, deactivating his cloaking device and revealing that the actual color of his suit was jet black, much like his cape. He made a sudden turn and disappeared into one of the doorways that were littere across the hallway's sides
"We got him cornered, let's go!" the french girl cried as they both stormed into the room, just to find their target standing behind a wooded desk that stood between them and him.
Silver knew who he was dead on, she couldn't mistake the red cross on the chest and the skull mask to any other person in the world. She stood face to face with Red X. The latter gave his infamous salute which she heard so much about and seemengly entered a fight stance
Zzzrt
In less than a second, he turned into a cluster of black lines and vanished out of sight. He reappeared outside the small room, placed his right palm on the password requiering keypad out side the room and bolted off, leaving a single red X on the electornic device. The latter then startred to crackle and give off blue and red sparks until in exploaded. Locking the room and the girls behind a thick steel door with the WT logo on it
"He's not getting away that easily!" the girl with silver hair cried in what sounded more like a roar. After which, the large door was litteraly ripped off its hinged, falling to the ground, all twisted and giving away sparks. The two girls stepped outside, Silver sniffed the air
"That way!" she cried and pointed in the direction where they were came from, they both darted in that direction, hoping to beat the masked theif to the prize
"I'm calling the strike unit, we need help with this one" the french girl said, a thing which was followed by the electric crackle of a radio
(S)
Red X stopped running and stood in front of the two steel doors, branded LABS with a red spary paint. He looked back to see if those two girls he locked in earlier were still following him. Nothing, the corridor was empty
"Good" he told himself and teleported behind the two doors
Just to recieve a jackhanner of pain to the right side of his head
The theif was seeing starts, but regained his sight quick enough to see a sharp green blade diving towards his neck. Without even thinking, he teleported out of harms way, allowing the sharp blade to make a deep cut into the floor
He reappeared a few feet out front in midair, his right hand located at his left shoulder. He unwound his right hand and unleashed a volly of X shaped shuriken towards the three figures who ambushed him. The three scattered away, allowing the sharp objects to hit the steel doors and detonate in a violent fireball.
X teleported again without even touching the floor and reappeared behind one the three; it was a man, wearing thich green and black tactical uniform and red headbang to gather his long dark hair. X landed on both his palms and swept the man off his feet using a low spinning kick. Continuing the same motion, he drew a large X shaped blade from the back of his right hand and aimed to jab it inside the man's throat, but he was faster and blocked X's blade with two small blades he drew from his thighs. The theif was so shocked by how fast the man was that he didn't have time to react when he spun of his back like a Break Dancer and gave X a hard spinning kick that sent him crashing to a nearby table with a grunt of pain, knocking over numerous scientific devices and breaking them on the floor. He shook the cobweb off his eyes and saw a comet of some sort; a huge flaming figure, dashing mad towards him.
Gripping what's left of his stamina, he jumped sideways, allowing the flaming figure to smash into the table, completley oblitherating it.
"Watch it, Match Stick, you'll hurt someone" X said, trying to gain some distance from the human inferno
"Yeah, YOU!" he said and unleashed a stream of roaring orange flames in X's direction, the latter dodging them with a roll to the left, followed by another throw of X shaped explosives in the pyro's direction
Impact
The dark space of the lab was lit up by the colorful explosion, knocking X back as he crashed against a metal closet. He got up and dusted himself off, when another flamethrower was shot in his direction. The theif teleported right behind the flaming man and aimed a roundouse kick to his head. He swung his foot with all the strength he could muster and nailed the man right in the ear, sending him flying and twisting around himself, towards the cold floor
X was about to make some cleaver remark about his triumph when his saw a series of small orange obrs, dotted randomly with black dots, landing around him in a circle. He didn't even have time to realize what was going on, much less to react, before the orbs detonated, blinding him. As he was trying to make his way through the sea of white, he recieved the painful feeling of a sharp high heel, being thrusted into his midsection. He curled up, trying to stop the endless waves of pain that went through his body, when he spotted in the corner of his eye, two hands collected into one fist, about to land on his head. Instinctively, he teleported behind the wielder of the fists and avoided the hit, taking the young woman off her heels with another spinning kick and preparing to thurst his backhand X blade into her chest, but as he thrusted his hand towards her, G.I. Joe tackled him from the side, taking him away from his wounded comrade.
The two rolled like a wild barrel across the floor, each trying to get an advantage over the other one in an attempt to drive a quick jab, or a kick, untill finally, they broke off; each jumping in oppiste directions
X made his stance at a far away corner of the lab. He has indeed underestimated his opponents, they were tough, not Titans tough, but sufficiantly enough to make the adrenaline pump through his veins. He cased his opponents now, there were three of them, two more stood in the doorway; Match Stick, G.I Joe and the black haired kicker stood out front. Behind them stood the silver haired chick and another one that he didn't recognize
"Bet that's the invisible one" he thought and readied himself for another throwdown, the standoff wasn't his style.
"Let us take the accelerator, and we might let you get outta here in one piece" Striker said firmly, readying two more daggers in his hands
"I'd gladly would, but there's a little problem..." X's eyes narrowed down to slits, he threw his arms back and brought them back, filled with shining X shuriken that gleamed blood red under the fire.
"I want it"
That's all Striker needed to hear. He readied himself in a combat stance, as the rest of the Strike Force. The standoff was about to be broken any second, and then he cried
"Strike Force, attack!"
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Author's Notes!
Wow! What a cliffie, Read and review, one more and I'll start responding, LOL! Hope you enjoyed it, cuz coming up next:
Chapter Five: Round Two!