Gohan extended his senses far and beyond the mansion, until it reached the very outskirts of the city and touched the plasma field.
Immediately Gohan knew that there was no plasma field. The entire force field had actually been generated by ki.
'A Telekinetic', Gohan realized. And a rather strong one at that. For a human to be able to generate such a large scale barrier was rather impressed. It was even sturdy enough to hold back a large amount of force. Of course any z fighter could have broken the barrier in a second. And besides Gohan had seen piccolo make a telekinetic barrier nearly a thousand times stronger, though not so wide. But then again it was an impressive feat for a human.
Gohan was surprised to feel a large amount of ki around the leader of this terrorist group. The blue haired man was strong. Stronger than most humans, even stronger than grandpa, but he wouldn't even come close to Yamcha.
Gohan felt the presence of several humans with strong ki all across the city, and he was able to match the ki signature of one man to the ki that the city wide barrier was made up of.
Gohan then carefully studied the aggressiveness of the leaders ki and then marked every person with a similar aggressive ki signature. It was a trick that he had learnt from Piccolo. A method to distinguish ordinary people from foe when everyone was a stranger.
'Three thousand, four hundred and twenty six! Holy Dendei! How the hell did this guy get so many people into the city with anyone ever noticing!'
The ox King suddenly spoke, breaking the tense silence, "Why are you doing this? What is your real objective?"
The blue haired man turned to the ox King and grinned,"why my giant ogre of a king, I have already told the whole world my objective quite clearly. Did you not hear? I want to kill Satan. I want to prove to the world that I am mightier than it's mightiest defender! Only then when the world bow down to me and my army. After all I am to be the king of the whole world".
"So that truly is your motivation? Ha! Stupid boy! Do you really thing that the whole world will bow down to you if you beat just one man!"
The blue haired man's face darkened," No. It will not bow down. Not immediately. But it will lose hope. It is all a game of psychology ya' know. This world, it depends on Hercule Satan. And rightfully so! He killed cell! A crazy monster than wanted to kill everything. But Hercule isn't strong enough to stop me. And I just want to prove that on live television is all".
"Do you really believe that you can get away with this? I do not know how you conquer this city. But I know that you will not escape. The AOC will sent it's army to purge you and your army. You cannot escape from the alive!", the ox King yelled at the man.
The man chuckled," Oh my dear obese King. Trust me, there is no army in this world that can bring us down. For we are the mightiest army in the world! We are the army that will rule the world! FOR WE ARE THE RED RIBBON ARMY REBORN!"
Seventeen servants, all huddled up in second floor, second room in the west wing. Good they were out of danger.
Six cooks in the kitchen, which was the last room in the eastern wing of the first floor. Three men moved in that direction, checking every room in the way.
Twelve martial arts students, in the dojo. The dojo entrance was the last door on the western wing. They were afraid, but they were prepared to fight. He dad was a good motivational speaker, and that made his students brave. But they would die if they tried to fight. They were weak. Four men moved towards the dojo, checking every room.
One Butler, hidden in the forth room of the western wing of the first floor, he was in the most immediate danger.
The other seven men were moving towards the stair case.
Videl ran out of her room and banged open the door opposite to her room. The sound of the band made the men climb the stairs faster.
This room was her store room. It was full of junk that she collected since she was a child. Videl realized that she was a little bit of a hoarder, but she only hoarded awesome stuff that she liked, and that included six boomerang capsule and two sweet ass batons with tasers on one of their ends.
Videl got out of the hoarding room and ran towards the stair well. The men were halfway up, the first man stopped when he saw Videl.
Videl surrendered to her weird sensing ability, she had realized that it was much easier to hit someone when you were just sensing them rather than seeing them. When she was just sensing, it was as if her whole body reacted by itself, and perfectly hit her target.
Before the man could shoot at her, Videl threw her first boomerang at his temple. The angle was such that after hitting him the boomerang hit the wall and then bounced off to hit the second man behind him.
First guy was immediately knocked out. He fell backwards, and the already dazed man behind him did nothing to stop the body, and he fell along with the first man. This caused the four men behind them to stagger and move out of the way, allowing the first two men to topple down the stairs.
Before the other four could react, Videl pulled out her taser batons and shocked the first man in the neck. The taser wasn't strong enough to knock out, but the baton strike to the skull was. Videl kicked the knocked out man in the chest causing him to fall on his comrades with great force. The man behind him tumbled down as well.
Videl jumped to the side, and kicked off from the railing towards the two men still standing on the stairs. She shoved the tasers into their throats and before they could fall she smacked their chins with her batons.
Videl gasped as she heard a loud snap. She had broken one of the men's jaw. But how? She didn't have the weight behind her attacks to break someone jaw.
She suddenly sensed hostility from one of the men who had fallen down stairs. Videl jumped off the stairs before he could fire at her. She landed right on top of him, and that drove the breath out of him. The second man who had fallen down started to get up, but Videl knocked him down again by smacking him temple with the baton. Then Videl jumped back so that she was stand in front of the man she had landed on. She quickly drove her heel into the back of his head, before jumping to the side and striking the last man on the head with her baton.
She sensed the other seven men moving towards the stair well after hearing the sound of the fight.
They were right besides the entrance to the stairwell now, in two seconds they would be visible to Videl and Videl to them.
Videl waited for them to stand right besides the entrance. She quickly kept the batons behind her shorts and pulled out two boomerangs.
Just as the first two men became visible to her, she quickly threw the boomerangs at their foreheads. They hadn't even completely crossed the edge of the wall, but Videl didn't really need to see them.
With the first two men suddenly dropping unconscious the remaining five stopped moving. And then Videl jumped out. Pulling out two more boomerangs she quickly threw them at the men furthest from her. Prefect strike to the temple. Both men were fast asleep now. She pulled out her batons, and rushed forward.
The last three men were standing right besides each other. Videl ran towards the one standing in the middle. She threw her batons at the two men standing on either side, hitting them both right in-between their eyes.
Videl ducked below the middle man's gun. He fired but missed her completely. Videl quickly punched him in the groin, and as he bent forward she pulled away his gun smacked his skull with the butt of his own rifle knocking him out.
The last two men were recovering quickly. Videl flung the rifle with all her might, hitting the man standing to her left, right in his head. The man was knocked out cold and his head was bleeding where the butt of the rifle hit him.
Videl turned to the man standing to her right, but unfortunately it was already too late. He had recovered and taken aim…right in-between her eyes. Suddenly everything slowed down. The man had pulled the trigger half way. Videl moved her head to the right, the bullet fired, and she saw a blur move past her head.
No…no way. She was just imagining things. There was no way that she had just seen a bullet. Yeah just her imagination. But there was one that that she hadn't imagined. She had just dodged a bullet, at point blank range.
She was stunned, and so was the gunman. But thankfully she recovered first. Videl shoved away the barrel of the rifle, then poked the man's eyes.
He yelled in pain, but his pain was cut short by a quick and well placed elbow strike to the face.
Videl too a deep breath in and then sighed. She looked around her, the front entrance of her house had been completed blown away. All that was left was rubble. And Videl herself was surrounded by fourteen unconscious men.
And she had taken them all out, in perhaps less than a minute.
"ALRIGHT EVERYBODY! IT'S ME VIDEL! YOU CAN COME OUT NOW! PLUS I NEED SOME HELP IN TYING UP THESE JERKS!"
The faceless man had received an order exactly 5 minutes and 26 seconds ago. The faceless man had already entered the university campus. The faceless man had many faces, and none that were his own. His own face he had long forgotten.
But the faces of others were something he cherished. They were like a collection to him. But more than their face it was their memory that was priceless. The faceless man could relive a thousand lives, throughout time, for he had thousands of memories spread across time.
Right now he wore the face of Brandon Braxton. Age 24 at time of death. Died during the rise of the red ribbon army.
A memory worth 24 years. A life of happiness, of sadness, of love, and of friendship. A good life it was. Until it came to an abrupt end of course.
It would seem that the entire university hadn't been taken over by the terrorists, but only one block. The faceless man could sense their life force inside the block. Twenty three terrorists, out of which one had an overwhelmingly powerful life force. The faceless man wouldn't not be able to defeat that man. And nearly fifty hostages.
A simple job it was, to break into the block. Especially considering that most of the people in the university were busy escaping.
The faceless man shifted his face to the amalgam, to the face that was no face. A combination of every face that the faceless man possessed. A absurd and grotesque form. But in this form the faceless man's body was formless as well. Willing his body to liquefy, the faceless man flowed into the block through the small space between the a door and the floor.
Four of the twenty three men were patrolling the block's corridors. Eighteen of the twenty three were watching the hostages in a large room on the third floor. And the one man with the overwhelming life force was hidden in a small room, on the second floor.
The faceless man targeted one of the lone men walking in a nearby corridor.
The faceless man moulded his body into a fine line of liquid that flowed towards the unsuspecting man.
One moment the man had a face, and the next the was faceless. Because now his face belonged to the faceless man.
The faceless man wore his newly acquired face, and with the face came all the memories.
The memories of Jason Bloke. A poor man who made poor life choices and got on the bad side of a few of the devil's thugs. But he was saved and given a second chance, by the leader. Hassler was the leader's name, the blue haired man, the leader of the new red ribbon army.
They had been secretly increasing their ranks, right inside Satan city. The army had never infiltrated the city, it had formed within it. That is why taking over the city had been so easy for them. It hadn't been difficult to hide from the incompetent government. Though it had been a truly dangerous challenge to stay hidden from the devil of Satan city for so many years, for the devil had eyes and ears everywhere.
The most surprising thing was that the only bombs placed in the city were within the police precincts. There were no other bombs anywhere else. In fact the amusement park and the stadium actually contained large escape routes out of the city.
The red ribbon army knew that Hercule will come, he would come for his city, and he would come especially after the leader had threatened his daughter.
When Hercule came, the barrier would be pulled down, and at that time no matter the threats made, a few special forces would definitely enter the city.
That is why the escape routes had already been secured. But their plan truly was for the leader to challenge Hercule in single combat and kill him on live TV. They truly believed that that would break the spirit of the world. Little did these fools know that Hercule was nothing more than a crafty conman.
Meanwhile the university's advanced biochemistry block had been taken over, as the man who held of the barrier of life energy required constant energy to hold up such a large barrier. A contraption in the biochemistry block allowed him to safely hold up the barrier without any problem.
The new red ribbon army believed that the world must be ruled by a select few with special abilities. They called these people will special abilities the chosen.
These pathetic fools! Their entire belief system was based on the fact that they believed their leaders were special, while in fact they had merely unlocked certain abilities naturally that every intelligent life form could use with practice. There was nothing special in the power of the life force.
But there was a name, a name that went beyond the leaders of the new red ribbon army. A name of a person who had funded this whole army, who these fools almost worshiped as God. One Dr Gero, apparently the founder of the red ribbon army.
The faceless man looked through his many memories to see if there was a match for this Dr Gero. And he found several, but they all stated that the doctor was dead.
Well, he would hand over all this information to the vixen later.
But first he had a barrier to break down, and hostages to rescue.