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AIM!!!
PUMP!
COCK!
"We're the Leanbox Mafia." A gunman dressed in a green suit announced, Tommy Gun aimed at the quintet.
"We are an organization deeply rooted in the underworld of the gaming industry. And we've come to sustain our livelihood by endagering yours. " And with our joint alliance with ASIC, that means we have the business partners necessary to enact our plan." The second armed mafioso explained as he gripped his rifle.
"Now fork all your creds, ya little shits-" The person attempted the threaten as all of them aimed.
GRAB!!!-
BANG!
"Argh!"
BANG!
"Urk!"
BANG!
"My ears burn!"
"So anyway, I started blasting-" The grey-haired assassin dismissed.
Gris remorselessly busted three caps into some armed bandits that had tried to rob them on the street. The three muggers crumpled to the ground before the first two shortly bled out after from the shots in their head, chest and kneecap respectively.
Gris then walked up to the third mugger before he knelt to the before he dropped a one liner.
"Say hello to my little friend." The assassin spoke in an intense tone as he pointed the firearm at the man's face.
"A-A friend? Don't tell me it's Pedro. My friend and your friend can have a play date...!" The mugger winced as he went for his gun with a pained grunt.
He wouldn't want to live if he heard that cliché liner.
"I'm sorry, he doesn't like the other kids." Gris curbed expectations.
BANG!
With a shot to the back of the head, the robber was capped.
"Why are you killing my citizens?!" Vergo asked with exasperation and slight grief.
They had gotten into Leanbox and would have rented a hotel for the third time being in a foreign country sans Vergo technically.
The group just left the building and turned right for some guys to stick them up for their cash.
Not anymore.
"Because they're trying to kill us." The assassin rebutted. "Throw some bullets, catch some bullets. If you can't understand that, then you shouldn't pick up a gun and try to shoot people. I thought my future self would have told you this." Gris responded as Nebula and AL inspected the dead bodies for loot.
"Well not everyone has to die, Grease. How do you know they even killed anyone." Nebula asked as he looked for any money to take off of their bodies.
Hey, he was poorish and they were robbers. It wasn't as if they were gonna need it anymore, and it wasn't even theirs most likely if this was their profession.
"I dunno, Neb. They had some malintent from their energy. And then you gotta ask yourself; would they have spared you in an inverse scenario?" AL asked as he ran the pockets of the bandit he was searching.
He wouldn't warrant unprovoked murder, but he also didn't believe that every person should be left to live if they were irredeemably evil. Not that those gansters were so, but since they showcased killing intent, it was fair to return the favor, right?
Was the lethal force needed to deal with the bandits? Not necessarily. But they were armed, and had killing intent, so it was to be expected the ASSASSIN of the group would murk them in return.
"AL is correct. Your benediction will blind you. Didn't your future self say that he should have killed Xero when he had the chance? And look what happened when he didn't? A matter of fact, he DID kill him." Gris locked towards Vergo, before settling on Nebula with his second sentence.
"Using my backstory as a reference to your apathetic views of murder will not make your point any more morally sound. They are still my people, even if they are the scum of society." Vergo sighed as he was still upset that his sister's people had been snuffed out.
"That's true, but it still retains validity based on their actions and intentions. If we didn't say yes, they would have shot at us, with the intent to kill us. Two wrongs don't make a right, but two Ls make a W." Gris quoted as he put back the handgun in his hidden holster.
Speaking if accessories, They all changed into some spare clothes as worry some clothes more fitting for an island nation courtesy a local shop. Standing out wasn't something they particularly wanted, so they dressed to suit.
They were now be in some vests, and short pants with flip flops or sneakers.
Nebula had his scarf on his neck in an orange vest that had a retro green up arrow that had the words 'LEVEL UP' in pixelated text.
He also had his blue wrist bands with some new trunks that were light, normal, and dark blue as they had three layers of waves. He wore some sneakers that were white-tipped and were orange with white laces, the same ones from Lastation. He also had on some brown-tinted shades, to complete the look.
He stood there as he looked at Gris with a distasteful expression.
AL wore a white tank top that had a picture of a palm tree on the front, with his pants being some cargo pants that were khaki as his footwear consisted of red flip flops as he matched it with red wrist bands as well, with some shades resting on his forehead as he took some money for the group of the dead bodies, four hundred Credits to be exact. He pocketed the change as he left everything else.
It was fair enough, in a 'Money was never yours, it was just your turn to have it' type of way.
Besides, not like they could take it back.
Pfft.
Probably wasn't even theirs.
Gris had on a navy blue vest with a black sun hat that had a matching blue string that kept the hat on his head secure as it went to his chin and back. He also wore some dark grey cargo pants that were grey and simple, with some black flip flops as he put his gun in his pocket and hid it with his pants. He then folded his arms as he had a dull glare towards the bodies. The man was tempted to shoot them again, but restrained himself.
Vergo himself now wore a neon chartreuse green tank top with a pixelated red formula car on the front, with his green wristbands being reverted to perfect condition by Gris as his power worked on inanimate objects as well, and some black track pants with 3 white lines on each side as he had some white-tipped shoes with a lime green body and white laces.
He looked back at Gris with a fed-up expression of the shit yet effective personality of his trainer's past self.
And Domio wore a white vest with a pocket on the left chest with a purple cube on it as he also wore purple trunks that blended into mellow as he was fitted with some white Krocks because they were comfy, even if AL told him they looked ugly as sin. His hurt feelings were infinitesimal compared to the bliss his toes were in.
He had his hands in his pockets as he cut into the conversation. His winter goggles would have been switched for swimming goggles, for cultural accuracy.
Ol' Reliable was still in the apartment, though.
"Mr. Gris, that's logic over morality." Domio frowned.
"I'm a logical guy. You can't be a hitman and worry about feelings, or the shoe on the other foot. I'd be broke, and dead." The hitman shrugged.
"Fine. Can we just go to the item store already?... We still look like we got beat up." Domio cut off the assassin as he became more comfortable around the group.
"Uh, right. But before that, what are we going to do with the bodies?" AL asked. Vergo shook his head in dismay and mourning as Gris gained a smirk.
"Allow me."
"Flash."
BOOM!!!
DISCHARGE!!!
SCATTER...!
Gris presented his method as he picked up the dead bodies, threw them in a dumpster, before finally using an SP Skill to blow the evidence to smithereens. All that would be left of the three was electrically charged trash and some ionized blood.
"And you have upgraded to manslaughter." Nebula deadpanned as he looked around.
They were on a desolate street, luckily void of any surveillance cameras, accounting for many reasons why they would have been mugged in broad daylight, but at least there were no witnesses which ALSO would've been a factor in them being mugged.
Mooks with brain cells. Rare nowadays.
But Nebula and Vergo wouldn't allow Gris to harm innocents in the name of their goal.
"Oh please, that was tame. No bodies, no problem. Now stop worrying and let's get our items. We left the ones we bought with the girls." Gris moved on as he began to walk.
"Alright," AL answered as he shortly followed suit. Domio kept up, not wanting to be left behind in the lonely streets.
WOOSH!
WALK!...
Vergo then turned and blasted some wind to push the guns underneath the dumpster next to the one that Gris blew up.
"Does he do that to everyone that opposes you four?" Vergo asked.
"So far... Yes." Nebula responded, remembering the casino operation in Lowee.
"I see." Vergo contemplated.
"Let's just follow them. Last thing I want is for anyone to associate us with murder by these random bloodstains left behind." The blonde walked with the group as Nebula followed suit.
The group of CPUs and humans started walking through Leanbox as they looked around.
Its architecture was that of a suspended city, as the ground that they were walking on was held up by futuristic platforms as the greenery would be present and preserved. The buildings were built linearly as the roads were in one long direction that one could walk on for a while. There were also rows of trees that were in some sectors as they would act as some extra greenery for the nation as there were also be large structures below the platforms that were large buildings, as the support was also from those structures in some areas.
Some buildings were by the coast of the water, for a 'by the sea' feel.
All architecture was mostly white with some blue and green for the Leanbox flair. And last but not least, the great landmark of Leanbox as well... A giant cuboid-shaped box that was thin had green symmetrical outlines with green glowing corners. The city itself was near the ocean which gave it a nice coastal feel as well.
They soon arrived at an item shop. It seemed as of some sort of commotion was going down inside.
"There it is." Gris pointed. The assassin then heard some commotion that came from the store as they stopped.
"Wait for a moment, something's happening." Vergo squinted. His eyes widened as he recognized the situation.
A robbery was underway.
"This place really is crime-ridden. Should've known by those stupidly high hotel prices." Nebula recalled.
Vergo gave his fellow deity a hurt expression as AL tried his hardest not to snicker.
"PUT THE MONEY IN THE BAG!... PUT IT IN!" A robber who wore all black and had on a ski mask demanded.
She also had a pistol that was aimed at the cashier as the security cameras were disabled from the bullets that were now shells on the floor.
She was with her four partners of women in crime as they lined up all of the former customers turned hostages as they were sat down on the ground. Weapons were trained as the cashier gave the robber the Credits place din the cash registers as another robber grabbed valuables from the crowd that was bound and silenced with tape .
"WHERE'S THE FUCKING MONEY, SHITHEEEEEAD?!" The robber pressured as she jabbed his gun into the cashier's forehead as the man would be sweating bullets (Oh, the irony) as he shoveled dough from the register.
"Ski masks? Hostages? Memes that belong under the sea? Yep, this is definitely a robbery." AL paused, before nodding in absolute assurance.
"Right now we have to help them. Worry about the memes later."
EXTEND!
Vergo got back on track as he took out his pole and activated his bo staff. He wouldn't leave his sister's people in danger. If he wanted to start making a difference, then this was the perfect place to start.
"I'm with ya. We're more than capable of dealing with the average robber." Nebula said as he cracked his knuckles.
CRACK!
"C-Can-ahem, Can we not kill them this time, Mr. Gris?" Domio asked the assassin. He was still apprehensive from the last three murders he saw.
"No promises." Gris said as he reached for his strap.
"Gris, I swear-" Vergo looked at the hitman with intolerance as he was threatening lives for no good reason. He sent a narrow glare into the hitman's eyes.
"You swear what."Gris challenged as he took out his glock and gripped the handle as he glared right back into the time traveller's eyes.
SPARK!
Their glaring match that sparked electricity between them, literally in Gris' case, would be cut off by AL.
"Save the intense stare downs for after we save the hostages." AL interrupted as he caused the two to look away with a snarl.
"Let's go, bois."
DASH!
Nebula lead as they ran towards the store.
Within the item shop...
"We gotta get these for our big spending spree at the mall next weekend!" A robber squeed in excitement. Despite their heinous acts, they seemed pretty jubilant discussing other matters during work hours.
"Hmm... Nah, I'm using my cut for some new chips from that ASIC dealer down the street by my house. He even bypasses DRM!"
AIM...!
Another robber opted as she kept her gun trained on the hostages looking for any suspicious activity.
"I'm gonna invest in some stocks with GameGo." The other robber gave her two cents. "I'm feeling like it's gonna be really wise sometime from now. You guys should do it too." She sagely advised.
"Well, I am taking my share of the cut and not paying my taxes! Tax fraud FTW!" The woman cheered as she pointed her pistol at a man that was reaching for his pocket.
"Hey! Hand away from the pocket, mister!" She yelled.
STEPS...!
"Don't get handy on me now!" Warned the criminal as she walked closer, her pistol trained on his face.
"Yikes!" He reeled, going back to sitting on his hands.
KICK!!!
ドドドド!!!
POSE!
"Well, I'm gonna have to tell the IRS!" Nebula cut into the conversation as all of people in the store turned to the entrance, the five heroes readied as fists were raised, staves were pointed and guns were drawn. They would all be in poses that were reminiscent of a certain blizzard show.
"Who the hell are you, ya snitch!?" The leader bandit would turn her masked head as she raised a brow, unbeknownst to the group of beaten heroes.
"Protectors of the people!" Vergo yelled. The hostages were filled with weary hope.
"We're retarded!" AL followed up. Nebula whooped to that. Everyone else just gave them confused/unimpressed looks.
"Tax collectors." Gris evilly sniggered. A bandit shivered in fear.
"GO GO PRISM RANGERS-" Domio would chant before being cut off by Nebula.
"No, Domio! That song is copyrighted. Nebula warned. He then turned to the bandits.
"Allow us to introduce ourselves." The dark-clad CPU stated. "We are here for items. Put the money down, and no one gets hurt." Directed the hired killer.
"That's our line!" A robber shouted.
"You can't rob this store! It's taken!" Another backup up.
"And your poses suck!" The third robber insulted. A cry of blasphemy was heard from the meme lord.
"Get 'em, girls!" The leader commanded as she kept her gun by the cashier.
"Well. We tried. Let's exercise some gender equality, men. We have to help these people." Decided Nebula as shit hit the fan.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
DASH!
SHATTER!!!
"EEK!"
"Who farded?"
"And the ting goes skrrrrrrt-"
The group scattered as the windows behind them shattered from the bullets. The hostages shrieked as gunfire rang out from within the premise, easily becoming noticeable from the surrounding areas.
GRAB!-
RAISE!
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Nebula dashed to one of the robbers and grabbed the gun, raising it to the air as she pulled the trigger as shots bore through the ceiling.
PUNCH!...
...
"Wha-"
HEADBUTT!!!
COLLAPSE!
She then tried to deck him in the face, only to be no-sold before receiving a headbutt that knocked her out cold.
She fell to the floor unconscious as he let go of her arm. He then moved towards the hostages as he untied the ones near him.
AL was at a standoff, however, with another robber as she pulled the classic line.
"You wouldn't hit a woman, would you?" She asked as her gun was aimed at him.
"You have a gun aimed at me. And my hands are rated E for everyone." AL vowed.
"...Well shit." She weakly cursed.
BANG! BANG!
She shot at the man, who stood right there, unmoving.
GRAB!
He felt some prickly pokes on his head as he then caught some crumpled-up bullets.
"Are these yours?" He asked as he dashed right to her before offering the bullets.
"How the heck did you-"
CLENCH!-
"Shoryuken!"
FLAMING UPPERCUT!
AL wasted no time dispatching the crook as she was uppercut by the same hand that caught the bullets as he clenched his hand into a fist before rocketing it into her chin.
PENETRATE!!!...
HANG!
He held back enough so that he didn't remove her head from her shoulders as she was now hanging from the roof in an unconscious state.
Her gun dropped on the floor as AL freed his side of the hostages.
It was Domio's turn as he approached his robber as she laughed once she realized that the boy was going to fight her.
"A kid? Seriously? What are you gonna do, cry?" She mocked the boy. He almost teared up before taking a deep breath and gaining an angry expression as he winded the underestimating whamen with a gauntlet fist that he manifested it right before clocking her midsection.
"HIYAAA!"
FREEZE!
PUNCH!
SHATTER!
He roared akin to a certain star fox.
"Guoh!" The woman doubled over as she had the wind knocked out of her as her gun flew out of her hand. The left gauntlet shattered as he had his other gauntlet for the spell he was casting.
"Cold Bolt!"
FREEZE!
Domio used his SP Skill as he shot the spell at the unarmed lady, freezing her in place as she gained a pained expression being flash frozen.
Domio then calmed down as he went to help ungag and untie the hostages with his foster father.
"Good work, Domio." Nebula congratulated his son with a hair ruffle as he untied a little girl.
"Thanks... Da- I mean Neb." The boy slowly responded as he untied a young lady next to someone that looked like her mother.
TWIRL!...
Vergo was up next as he twirled his staff when he was face to face with the robber on his end.
"Are you compensating for something with that stick, big boy?" The robber poked fun at Vergo's weapon of choice. "Everyone already knows it's small." Further heckling was followed.
BANG!-
DUCK!
BANG!
LEAP!
CUSHION!
JAB!!!
BOOM!
"!!!" The bandit reacted as her gun was hit out of her grip.
Vergo raised a brow as he ducked under some gunfire as he then leapt upwards before pushing off the air and twisting around to jab the air as a compressed shot of air knocked the gun out of her hand.
VANISH!
REAPPEAR!
THWACK!
"Gwak!" She guttered.
The green CPU Candidate then vanished before reappearing with the staff stuck into the woman's chest cavity as he knocked the wind out of her with the long side of his staff. She went wide eyed as the blonde bro rebutted her original statement.
"And compensation? No love, this is representation." Vergo gave a charming smile with his accent shining through.
SMASH!
Her cheeks heated up under her ski mask for a bit before she was clobbered by the staff as Vergo smashed the long side of it on her face.
THUD!
SHRINK!
She crumpled to the floor as Vergo shrunk his bo staff into a stick and helped the citizens.
"Representation?" Nebula asked with a slightly impressed and amused tone. "Who taught you that one?" He pryed as he untied a high-school girl that was slightly flushed from the one-liner as she looked at the muscular men that saved her.
"You." Was the simple answer.
"Niiiiice." Nebula responded as he moved on to untie her equally as :flushed: gal pal.
All that was left was Gris and the robber at the cashier.
She was currently turned around as she had the cashier by his collar, her gun pointed at Gris.
"Who has the fastest draw in the west?" She challenged.
VANISH!
"?!-"
APPEAR!
PISTOL WHIP!
Gris then vanished before pistol-whipping her in the side of the head as he appeared beside her.
"Neither of us. Because Leanbox is in the south, dumb bitch." The hitman anwsered as he was tempted to shoot her in the back of the head, but too many witnesses were present.
FALL!
She let go of the frightened cashier as she fell to the ground.
"Damn! If I can just get my...!" She reached out with all her will for her weapon.
PISTOL WHIP!-
THUD!...
But he settled for knocking her unconscious by smacking her in the noggin once more as her head went back down after trying to reach for her gun.
The store was now saved as the four previous males freed the rest of the hostages. They began to cheer as the 5 heroes would have saved them.
"Yeah! They did it!" The woman that Domio freed yelled.
"We're saved!" A salaryman rejoiced.
"They're so cool!" A child that Vergo saved cheered.
"And hot!" The pair of schoolgirls that Nebula helped free swooned.
"Can you sign my UPhone?!" A journalist that AL saved would ask. The fighter shrugged before using his finger
"T-Thank you!" The cashier showed gratitude to Gris as the assassin looked towards him.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." The silver-haired man muttered before moving back towards the group.
"We did it!" Domio cheered.
"And nobody innocent got their playthrough cut short." Vergo hummed with satisfaction
"I like how you specifically use gamer lingo." AL snort. "Did Neptune rub off on you in the future?"
"Piss off," Vergo smirked with his gamer pride being highlighted. "I can't control what quirks I exhibit." He pouted.
"Now then," Nebula gathered everyone's attention. "We came here for some healing items. Can we buy some?" The god asked with a bright grin.
...
...
...
"...Hmm..."
Citadel returned through the portal as he now sat in his office. It was dark, dim, and futuristic, as it would be filled with luxurious furniture that was also dark and had glowing red outlines as it set an ominous setting for the room.
Looking through the glass, he glanced at his citizens. They were bustling about, doing their tasks with tireless enthusiasm as they moved about. His people were the most hardworking, yet they still suffered all the same.
Even the office plant was a tool of violence, being a ludicrously poisonous fern that if eaten, caused dysentery, vomiting, and bladder failure moments before the victim exploded in a gory mess due to their stomach acid coming into contact with a chemical within the sap of the leaf that creates a combustible byproduct that is triggered by the motion of the acid.
Weird taste in botany, but it was expected from such an individual who lived in his world.
He was currently filling out paperwork for his nation as he was diligently typing and writing away at his desk with his desktop.
The VPU occasionally stamped a document or two as he would be doing all of this in the late afternoon of his dimension.
Citadel was working when he thought back to the events that occurred.
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The professional had come back from Hyperdimension with Vhestora's unconscious body and dropped her by the medical wing of the Basilicom as she was due to talk with the boss once she recovered from her failure.
As he walked away from the medical wing, he then made around by the solitary confinement chamber where Xero was held.
He took a peek within the room as the borderline insane godling would be doing nothing but destroying dummies that had the picture of that blue-haired adventurer, the silver-haired fighter, and the black-haired warrior to pass the time as he marked the wall with how many days had passed.
He counted ten tallies.
Citadel moved away from the predicament his brother put himself in, and walked to the break room before he poured some coffee from a mug that he took from the cupboard with a glass jug.
But he then picked up on a powerful presence in the break room, a signature comparable to himself.
"Salutations, Citadel." The nasally voice greeted.
Citadel did not even look back as he responded.
"Good day, Dr. Hazard." Was the simple response.
"I see your siblings are quite the handful. Those Gamindustrimen in Hyperdimension are truly placing a pesky roadblock in our strategies, aren't they?" Dr. Hazard pointed out.
Citadel then turned around to see that Dr. Hazard was sitting on a lounge chair and was reading a large schematic about different chemical equations he had yet to try out.
He had ginger hair in a spiky undercut and was the exact same height as he was from Vergo's future. He had on some futuristic glasses as he wore his lab coat with a grey undershirt and black tie. The man wore some khaki work pants and some black work shoes as he wasn't wearing any gloves at the moment as his face was in a curt smile, getting excited about all the scientific equations he could make.
"Pesky? The adjective you're looking for is pathetic. Even at full power, they could not stand up to your, my, and definitely not our higher ups' might. Those fools I call my siblings to keep underestimating and underestimating and keep paying dearly for their miscalculations and the consequences of overestimating themselves and underestimating their opponent's power." Citadel explained as he then sipped his coffee.
"Well, there would not be a single alternative universe or timeline where they could beat us at their current strength. Right, Vyrus?" The scientist turned his head to the side as he addressed a woman that was sitting cross-legged on the couch on her phone.
She was around 5'6", her hair shoulder length and jet black with violet highlights at the ends of her hair. She had some black eyeshadow around her eyes as her long lashes batted every now and then. Her mouth had on some dark purple lipstick as her skin was pale due to her supernatural physiology. The woman's body was curvaceous and alluring as she was sat very professionally on the couch. Her attire consisted of a black hood with a royal purple interior with a lace pattern at the end that was currently hanging behind her, the same lace also around her neck like a collar as her hood connected to her slimming dress that also was black.
Her shoulders were exposed as her left arm had a lace sleeve from her arm to her palm. There was also some dark silk fabric that extended from her dress by the edge near her cleavage. Speaking of the EE cups, they would be held by some stings that zigged and zagged across the cleavage V neck. Her lower dress was parted from the middle for more leg movement as the dress would act like a onesie, hiding her modesty as she was fitted with some stockings that were dark grey that went to her high heels. Finally, her dress was black on the exterior with purple accents and a purple section near the end of the parted dress that was more purple with accents of black.
Her wine-red eyes looked up at the VPU as she responded with an uninterested tone.
"Don't care. Too weak for me to turn into minions." She explained before going back to her device.
All that description for two lines.
What the fu-
"See? Just as I say, Citadel. But that does bring up the question of what could defeat them." Dr. Hazard let out a thoughtful hum after he spoke.
"Any of us in this room could do the job, no questions asked. But you stay in your lab for days on end, your assistant is apathetic to their existence, and no matter how I try to convince the boss to let me finish them, he refuses." Citadel lists all the circumstances that prevented absolute victory.
"And your siblings are incompetent?" The doctor asked with a raised brow.
"One of them is. Fantasies about coitus far too frequently, and her HDD is even worse off in that regard most of the time. The other has yet to show off his Hard Drive Divinity to the gnats., despite already losing to them once." Citadel hinted as he then took a seat by the break room table as he continued to sip his drink.
"But he's in solitary confinement. How unfortunate. If only we had a way to rid ourselves of them without having to go against the boss' command." Dr. Hazard slightly deflated, right before showing a contempt grin.
Citadel, knowing the ginger graduate of science for centuries, knew that the scientist had a plan by the expression he made and the tone in his voice. He didn't even need to look to know that a light bulb was above the intelligent god's head.
"What scientific theorem of a plan do you have in that brain of yours." The business suit-clad god asked with an unimpressed face.
"Well, if you insist... Do you remember that dimension where we went to with the 'egyptian' vampires with invisible fighting spirits?" The scientist inquired.
"Yes. I remember." His eyes narrowed.
"Well, after we soundly defeated them, I managed to collect some DNA samples of the leader of the vampires. Quite the specimen in terms of the standard human population of their dimension, and even among his vampire brethren he was respected amongst them." Dr. Hazard motioned his hand as he explained.
"With that sample, I've managed to recreate a 100% genuine version of him, with his neck wound healed and his vitality having the potential to be boosted with our fear energy injectors." The doctor finished.
"So, basically what you're telling me is that you've managed to create a perfect clone of the leader, and is currently in incubation in your lab?" Citadel summarized.
"Oh yes, when I say genuine, I mean that he's as sincere as the day he was born. And he's currently on our lab table as we speak. If you're interested, you can visit his awakening with us, once you've equipped the proper safety gear beforehand." Dr. Hazard was invited.
"I'll keep that in mind." Muttered the VPU.
"And one last thing." The god mentioned.
"Speak." His comrade obliged his request.
"Does he still retain his... Ability?" Citadel asked.
"Who knows? That's the fun in experimentation. We get to find out." The doctor laughed before going back to his plans.
"Fun..." Citadel repeated as he finished his coffee. He hadn't heard that word used in a non-violent context in years.
"We start at eight. Don't be late~" Dr. Hazard sang. Vyrus rolled her eyes at the sing-song rhyme as she tapped away on her phone screen.
Citadel put the coffee mug in the sink, washed it, and left it in the sink because he was yet to do a mildly evil thing today, and walked back towards his office.
The god then checked his watch as he returned from his flashback.
It read 7:55 PM.
He then decided that he had done enough work for the day, far surpassing the work quota for the next few days as he rose from his comfy office chair and walked out his office. Walking down the hall as, all the his workers respectfully greeted him as he walked.
A simple head nod or the occasional 'Good day.' left his lips as he walked towards the lab of Dr. Hazard.
"H-H-Hello, Lord Citadel!" A Basilicom worker squeaked in fright.
A nod.
"Good day to you, Lord Citadel!" An elderly man bowed fearfully .
"Good day." The VPU responded.
"H-Heya, Mister Citadel!" A female worker stuttered as she passed by.
"Hmph." Another nod.
This continued until he reached the lab that was underground, making it just in time as once he was out of sight of the followers and workers, he vanished and reappear by the doors of the scientist.
VANISH!
REAPPEAR!
OPEN!
The business god opened the doors as he was in the sterilization room of his fellow VPU's lab.
He hastily put on the required gear including a lab coat, gloves, goggles, and a surgical mask just in case his comrade decided to become invasive and was sanitized by a special chamber before entering the lab.
The door of the sanitization chamber opened as he stepped into the other side.
"You made it, Citadel. Almost made me come up with the assumption that you had forgotten or drowned in your paperwork once again!" Dr. Hazard in his protective suit greeted.
Vyrus was attired in the same gear as more equipped scientists would be surrounding the touted vampire's unconscious form.
"Hey." The woman greeted.
"Salutations. And I was bored, so let this experiment begin." Citadel responded.
"Let it entertain us all. Take the mask off of his face, Vyrus dear." Dr. Hazard asked as the assistant removed the mask that provided him with anesthesia would be removed.
It was almost instant as the figure lying down on the medical bed began to stir. He was very muscluar, and very aesthetically pleasing to the eye, due to his vampirism.
He had blonde hair that spiked up, as his facial features were very masculine, yet he wore green lipstick and had a very seductive vibe ooze from him. His body was naked as his clothes were destroyed during the 'fight' to defeat him. A neck wound that he previously had was completely healed as he moved around in his stirring state. Red irises contracted as his eyelids snap opened.
"And he awakens!" The doctor said excitedly. "Let's observe his next-"
JERK!-
STAB!
"!" Citadel's eyes slightly widened along with Vyrus' as the other scientists backed away in fear and shock.
"Urk...!"
RISE...
ゴゴゴゴ...
A scientist had his neck stabbed by two fingers from the muscular man as he slowly rose from his medical bed, his face obstructed by a menacing shadow as his red piercing eyes shined through.
SUCK!
THUD!...
The eyes of his victim started to fade as fear and pain were present, his body slowly starting to drain as he resembled more and more like a dried sponge before the blonde vampire dropped the man to the ground with an echoing thud, his decrepit form the only remainder of life in his body.
"He-He just killed him!" A scientist yelled in concern.
"..." The vampire looked around as he saw men in white clothes, most likely surgeons or scientists.
SWING!-
GRAB!
He also observed the three people on the left as he then went for the nearest one to try and hold him hostage, the person being Dr. Hazard.
But the vampire's hand was caught by Citadel as he gave him a death stare. The supernatural entity would not have been expecting anyone in the room to be able to react to his speed, so he tried to suck his blood through the contact of his skin.
FEAR ENERGY!
But it failed, due to the effect being negated with fear energy that coated his hand.
"...! WHAT?!-"
KNEE!!!
SLAM!!!
"BLARGH!" The vampire yelled as he was sent back onto the bed as he held his jaw in pain.
He received a swift knee to the face by the VPU that was restraining him as his jaw shattered, and he was sent back onto the medical bed.
Holding his face in seething pain, he was angered that a human had managed to cause him this much pain.
"He's quite violent, isn't he?" Vyrus noted.
"That fact has been duly noted, dear." Dr. Hazard responded.
"Grrrgh! You... absolute bastard!" The vampire growled as his aura began to be seen by the three superpowers in the room as it was golden and wild as it surfaced.
His jaw near-instantly healed as he then tried to attack Citadel again as his pride had been damaged along with his jaw.
"WRYYYYYYYY!" He yelled as he then shot highly pressurized water jets from his eyes directed towards the face of Citadel.
JET BLAST!
"Tch!" Citadel raised his fist as he smacked the attack as it ricochet and rebounded across the lab before firing right into the man's leg.
PUNCH!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!
BOUNCE!-
PIERCE!!!!!!!
"FUCK!" The blonde vampire swore as he was stabbed in his knee, only for it to near-instantly regenerate. He was soon surprised as he used an attack he thought he had lost decades ago.
He tried one last attempt to kill the VPU. He went for a punch, twisting with his entire body as he aimed for the face of the rooster-haired opponent, only to miss as he stepped back before kicking at him.
HOOK!
MISS!
KI-!
The vampire dodged the kick for once as his reaction time was able to keep up, moving his head before Citadel moved his leg, and had the side of his face grazed.
-CK!
CUT!
"Tch! Useless!" He growled, before pushing off the medical bed, and grabbing the shoulder of Citadel in a flamboyant fashion, his arm firmly grasped on his sleeve, his nails penetrating the fabric.
SPRING!
CLUTCH!
RIP!!!~
Citadel narrowed his eyes as the experiment vampire had managed to dodge his attack and latch onto him in one movement.
He was even more surprised when he saw that his arm was now frozen in ice, from the first contact of the blonde vampire alone.
FREEZE!!!
"!!!"
"You fool." The blonde vampire smirked.
Citadel's narrowed glare then regressed into his neutral expression as he clenched his frozen hand WITHIN the ice and flexed out of the icy prison his arm was in, completely shattering the ice.
FLEX!!!
SHATTER!
"What?! How did you-" Yet another plan was foiled as Citadel wasted no time, twisting around and back punching the blonde bloodsucker back into his surgical bed with a boom.
TWIRL!-
BACK PUNCH!!!
BIFF!
"SHIT!" The vampire cursed once more as he landed back on the bed with a powerful thud.
THUD!!!
The vampire groaned, his vision swimming as he was in a daze, in a place he didn't know, surrounded by people who weren't his followers, and hopelessly outmatched by a single human out of all things.
He really hoped he hadn't gone back to sleep for another 100 years and woke up in a place where filthy humans were stronger than him.
He was snarling as he began to calm down as he stopped breathing heavily drained drain his body temperature, making the group around him, or atleast the scientists, assume the punch had killed him.
"Grr!..."
...
...
...
"Did that... Kill him?" One if the skeptical scientists ask.
...
...
...
"I'm not sure." Another voice answered. "Who wants to check the body?" They asked.
But as the scientist finished the question, it was almost as if a supernatural force yanked him towards the vampire with decrepit carcass as the blonde now had both bodies in his hand, contracting his eyes once more before throwing the two at Citadel.
GRAB!
THROW!!!
"AHH!" The researcher yelled.
DODGE!
SLAM!
SPLATTER!!!
Citadel moved from side to side to dodge the incoming bodies, his focus shifted for a minute moment to dodge the bodies flung at him at supersonic speeds, the researcher exploding in a bloody mess behind him, Vyrus and Dr. Hazard.
Cries of fear could be heard as Citadel dodged the bodies before looking back to the blonde bloodsucker before he realized that his neck was now grappled by both of the vampire's hands.
GRAPPLE!
"You can't escape now!" The vampire yelled with utmost confidence as a maddening grin became etched across his features.
FREEZE!!!
Citadel's neck, alongside the entire top lower half of his body, became encased in form-fitting ice as he was now bound to the ground.
SHATTER!!!
"?!" The lipstick-wearing man reeled in shock and horror.
"Checkmate, liberal." A emotionless taunt echoed around the room from the formal deity.
But as the move took effect, the ice instantly shattered as the bored eyes of the god stared down the blonde.
The vampire then then tried to suck his blood as he reeled his right fist, but to no effect as his powers were being ineffective through his contact to his body alone as he actively used fear energy at that point..
PULL!!!
RIP!
TEAR!!!
Citadel grew tired of the vampire's relentless futile assault, so he caused major damage by grabbing his arm when the blonde was about to punch him in the face, and placing his knee on the man's abdomen before yanking the appendage clean off as he moved his head out of the way.
"ARGH!!!"
REGENERATE!
The blonde vampire screamed as he lost his arm, only for it to near-instantly grow back as he winced in pain.
"He's... regenerated his arm at an alarming pace!" A scientist documented as the group witnessed the ordeal.
"Are you finished?'' Citadel asked the vampire as the man grabbed his newly regenerated arm in a mix of fury and surprise as he narrowed his gaze at the man.
"The vampire was at his wit's end as he heartedly glared at the VPU before him. He was extremely discontent with his existence, being impervious to all of his attacks as he stood there.
"Well, considering he still looks as if he wants your head on a platter, I would assume not." Dr. Hazard voiced his hypothesis as he made himself relevant again.
The vampire then turned to him as his expression went from one of hatred to plain intolerance.
"And who might you be?" The vampire asked/growled as he focused on the new potential threat as he sat up, and tried to project a dominant air as a 6'5" vampire looking down on the 5'5" scientist.
"I am the one who brought you back from the dead." The scientist responded. The vampire was set for a shock as he became surprised as he was refreshed by what had happened to him when the man told him he had been revived.
"I've defeated the Joestar Bloodline! I, DIO, will rule the world with my STANDO PAWA!!! HEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHA...!!!" The vampire yelled out as he rejoiced.
BOOM!
SLAM!...
He was flowing with power has had now sucked the crushed body of his final adversary of the Joestar Bloodline, as he stood on the road, before letting the road roller fall upon the schoolboy's body for extra disrespect.
"SAIKOU NI HIGH YATSUDA! HAHAHAHA!" He cheered as he maniacally laughed, his Stand behind him, being The World.
"WRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY- NANI?!" The vampire was cut off and flabbergasted as a portal opened beside him with some individuals appearing.
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"I'm gonna fight me a vampire!" A voice that was unhinged and belongrd to a man with a red trench coat yelled.
His venom eyes stared at the vampire in glee as Citadel, Dr. Hazard, Vhestora and Vyrus appeared through the green portal behind them.
"What the bloody hell? Where did you people even come from?!" DIO was startled by the sudden interdimensional appearance.
"That does not matter. What matters is that you've been selected to become a prime specimen in our dealings." Dr. Hazard explained briefly.
"There'll be sex~" Vhestora attempted to coerce in a singing tone.
"You can't just bribe everyone with your vagina." Citadel facepalmed.
"Who cares about sex. I just wanna see him bleed." Xero cracked his fingers and knuckles.
The vampire registered the implications of what the hell his ears were just subjugated to hearing. And upon his contemplation, he refused.
"How delusional! Begone, you anomalies! ZA WARUD-"
ZOOM!
PAUNCH!!!
"UWAGH!" He was cut off once again. A swift throat jab sent him into the shadow realm.
And shortly after that, he exploded into a smoking puddle...
He then snapped back to reality as he looked down at his hands as he clenched both fists.
"Ah. I see you're starting to listen to my words. Do you remembered that scar you had on your neck, DIO?" Dr. Hazard theed the infamous vampire of his dimension.
DIO immediately put his hand toward his neck as he felt for the wound.
Or tried to feel the wound.
"My wound...! Is the birthmark still there?" The blonde vampire asked as he would look at the scientist.
"You refer to the star shaped one on your right shoulder? It has not been tarnished one bit. Neither has the three dots on your ear " Vyrus anwsered as DIO would turn his head to her.
She had a digital notepad as she took down notes of his behavior.
"Where am I." DIO almost downright commanded the scientist to give him the answer.
"You are in my lab, miles underground of a nation called Malware." The scientist explained as the vampire gained a confused expression.
'Malware? I've never heard of a place like that in my life! But... With the strength of that accursed human and the calm composure of the scientist, I'll choose to believe these super-powered pests.' DIO absorbed as he listened in to the information.
"Malware, which is one of 5 central cities in the land of Negadimension with Spyware, Ransomware, Adware, and Scareware being the other 4. It should be painfully apparent by now that you are not in your homeworld anymore, DIO." Dr. Hazard told the vampire as he responded, poking fun at the beating he received.
"Blatantly obvious. The World." Was the response. "He would then manifest a figure next to him, only being seen by the three present.
It was of identical height to DIO as it floated menacingly near its master.
The build of it was also muscular as it had a headpiece that would go from its forehead straight to its nose that was slanted as its orange eyes made a dull glare towards the lab equipment clad business god. Its skin appeared to be grey as its chin had a green heart-shaped gem on it, the same being for its belt, crotch, and kneecaps. Two cables connected its headpiece to two more cylindrical objects behind its back resembling oxygen tanks. Its chest abdomen was yellow with two straps like objects that connected to its tanks were present as well.
The back of its fists had two clocks like symbols as the side of its thighs would have gears attached to them. Its footwear was curved like elf shoes that were very pointed at the end as it floated near DIO.
"Interesting." The lead scientist commented.
"A ghost. How superstitious." Citadel rubbed his chin.
DIO took the chance to show him who was really on top with his stand charging in.
"MUDA!"
PUNCH!-
It winded back a punch as its master yelled out flamboyantly.
BLOCK!
The punch was instantly blocked by Citadel as he didn't even bat an eye to the punch or its power.
DIO wouldn't give up, as he started a barrage.
"MUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDA!"
BLOCKBLOCKBLOCKBLOCKBLOCKBLOCK BLOCKBLOCKBLOCKBLOCKBLOCKBLOCK BLOCKBLOCKBLOCKBLOCKBLOCKBLOCK BLOCK!!!
SHOCKWAVES!
"MUDA!!!"
BLOCK!!!
SHOCKWAVE!!!
All of the punches, even the finisher, were successfully blocked with a yawn as the floating ghost went back to being idle with an unsatisfied DIO. He thought his stand that he remembered was able to best the human, but no, it had been just as futile.
"So are you something reminiscent of aliens?" The vampire asked. He refused to believe that something as insignificant as a human could defeat him.
"Try deities," Citadel responded with a raised brow when aliens were brought up.
"Humans? Being gods? Don't make me laugh. The only person who is worthy of that title is me, DIO!" DIO roared with a finger pointed to himself.
"Yet you still cannot kill, let alone hurt Citadel," Vyrus stated, which caused DIO to snarl.
"Shut up, you bitch!" The vampire screeched as he was not in the mood for her comments.
"Cheer up, DIO. For we might have a solution to your inferiority complex dilemma." Dr. Hazard told the vampire, as the blonde turned to him.
"I'll never work with the likes of you pathetic humans masquerading as all-powerful immortals-"
KICK!
"FOR FUCK SAKE!" DIO hollered as he was kicked in the face again, which sent him down onto the bed, clutching his face in agony as he yelled.
His face near-instantly healed though, as he made his Stand lunge towards Citadel with one final attack before he would even think about submitting.
"WRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!"
The World went for a roundhouse kick as it raced towards Citadel from behind, DIO smiling maliciously as he thought he would finally deal a consequential blow.
ROUNDHOUSE KICK!-
DIO raised from the hospital bed with anticipation to see his attack in action.
DUCK!
Citadel lowered his upper body as he dodged the blow, DIO becoming flummoxed as shock filled him.
"Impossible!" DIO shouted before Citadel would put his hands on the ground as he curled his legs before stretching them out and sending the 121-year-old vampire flying.
PISTON KICK!!!
"GWARGH!"
CRASH!
SPLATTER!...
DIO was sent into a wall as it dented on impact as the vampire was reduced to a bloody paste.
He however soon regenerated back to his full body as he would be breathing heavily through the obliteration he had just gone through, albeit pain being felt all over.
...REGENERATE!
"So, how about that proposal now, DIO?" Dr. Hazard gave a lucrative grin as the blonde bloodsucker came to.
'DAMN!... How are these pathetic worms so superior to my power!? Those attacks were something that not even I, DIO, could withstand!... As much as I hate to say it, I'll have to submit it for now and learn how they tick as I take up their offer. And once I succeed in ending their blasted lives, I, DIO will be able to call myself the strongest in the world- this isn't Earth... The universe?... OF ALL SPACE AND TIME!' DIO internally monologued as he rose from the ground, standing tall with his frame towering compared to the scientists, and even slightly over Citadel as he stared down Dr. Hazard.
"I'll take you up on your offer, Doctor." The vampiric blonde finally agreed to his offer as he folded his arms. His expression changed from a cornered animal to a conspiring and confident predator.
Even if he was basically the prey compared to the three important characters present.
The scientists backed away from the murderous vampire as the lead scientist laughed.
"Your enthusiasm is appreciated, DIO. Please lie back down on the medical bed so that we can infuse your essence with fear energy." Dr. Hazard told the vampire.
"Fear energy?" DIO raised a brow.
"The native power source in this world, besides magic, and other basic energy sources such as spiritual energy. Fear energy is the substance we are going to inject into your body, as it is a very potent argumentation method if one can survive its effects." The scientist explained.
"But for someone like you, it should be nothing more than a brisk walk, I presume?" Dr. Hazard left a question for the vampire.
"Your presumption is correct. I am me, after all." DIO agreed as he laid back down on the bed. The World was absorbed back into his body as he would then be hooked up to a machine as many small prices could be felt by the vampire.
INJECT!!!
FILL...!
Pints of his blood could be seen going up the tubes into some tanks as they filled up.
"The process is simple. Your blood will be taken out, processed, and purified of any foreign bodies that may be present before being put in contact with fear energy essence that was liquefied prior. The two liquids will be spun around as they fuse into a chemical concoction. Once the fusion liquid is fully mixed, the new liquid will be infused back into your body and you will feel the effects of the solution as it returns to you."
SPIN!!!
FUSE!
INJECT!
The VPU doctor explained that he said happened exactly.
"!" DIO felt the effects of his altered blood as it returned to him almost instantly.
His eyes constricted as he felt a burning sensation within his body as his fists clenched and he began to sweat.
His teeth gritted as his muscles veined, feeling an uncomfortable amount of pain that rose and rose as time went on. The machines around him that he somehow had not crashed into were recording the progress of the procedure as DIO was silently writhing in pain, their documentation present for all the people present to observe.
"These readings are off the charts!" A scientist gasped as she moved to check the information being produced.
"His vital signs are fluctuating. Subject seems to be taking this better than most, however." Another scientific mind reported.
The villain let out a vampiric screech as he felt power bubbling from within like a geyser as he was on the bed. His eyes showed veins as he bore with the pain for this power he was receiving.
His cells were constantly breaking down and regenerating from the process as his golden aura continued to flare. His breathing was hitched and his heart rate erratic, as he was gaining power at an alarming rate.
"Subject seems to be increasing in strength, speed, and durability as we speak. His body is on the brink, however, Doctor.'' Vyrus told her boss.
"Good. Good... He'll pull through. He managed to take a kick from this iron calf." Dr. Hazard motioned to Citadel who simply hummed in acknowledgment.
"Piss off." He slightly smirked with pride as we watched the vampire in internal amusement.
"WRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!" DIO roared as a new aura exploded from within his core.
WOOSH!!!
FEAR WAVE!!!
A malicious and ominous purple would replace the former gold as he underwent a physical change as well. There was a blast that knocked back all the scientists as the trio stood like monoliths.
His hair turned from blonde to silver, as it grew to reach his mid-back, but would sprawl out on the bed. His veins sank as his body was covered in sweat.
His eyes returned to normal as his breathing regulated along with his heart rate. His eyes would be a more vibrant red as his stand was summoned by him.
"Wryyy... The World." DIO breathed out.
SUMMON!
The World now had its grey skin become black as its yellow armor became dark purple as its green heart-shaped accents turned ruby red. Its eyes were now a glowing red as its sclera had turned pitch black.
"And it has been done." Dr. Hazard stated. The scientists were filled with a mix of marvel from the success of their experiment with the fear that had emanated off of DIO in waves.
"He looks different." Vyrus typed down some more notes as her eyes would have quickly scanned his body before she wrote down her 'observations'.
"His power should've significantly increased, yet he still seems as weak as he was beforehand in comparison to me," Citadel commented.
BFFT!
PUNCH!
WINDWAVE!
The World had its fist on the god's forehead as he looked unamused.
GUSH!...
ゴゴゴゴ!
ドドドド!
RAISE...!
A shockwave blew the tubes off of the vampire as he sat up slowly, vampiric blood pooling at his feet.
"Tch. Still alive." DIO snarled in a slightly lower tone than his usually confident voice.
"Your ability. Did you just teleport-" Vyrus realized what had occurred, and scrambled down her notes hurriedly but would be cut off.
"Incorrect. The World's ability is to stop time up to twenty seconds, last time I checked." DIO explained as he made The World remove its fist from the man's face.
"Do you know how long you can stop time for now that you have been empowered?" Dr. Hazard asked.
"I, myself will attest to that question as I am curious as well," DIO responded.
"ZA WARUDO!!! TOKI YO TOMARE!!!"
DUBSTEP FART!
TIME STOP!!!
He stood upon the surgical bed before stretching his arms out in a dominating fashion as DIO dramatically T-posed and yelled out with excitement as he slightly hopped. The World in its new color palette stretched out its arms and legs in tandem as the ability occurred.
DIO saw the room around him flash a multitude of colors before becoming slightly faded as every movement, every sound, every conscious and unconscious entity in the room, and inadvertently the dimension he was currently in came to a grinding halt.
...
He then count within his mind for the full duration as he would wait for his ability to finish.
''1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10...'' He counted, not being surprised in the slightest.
YANK!
GIVE!
He directed The World to take the notepad from Vyrus and give it to him as he counted, reading what was on it.
''11... 12... 13... 14... 15... 16... 17... 18... 19... 20...!'' DIO had expected the sound of time resumption to occur, but his duration continued to his ironic surprise.
TAKE...
WEAR!
He then made The World take an item from the next room, which had turned out to be some goggles as he equipped them.
''21!... 22!... 23...! 24...! 25...! 26... 27... 28... 29... 30!!!''
TIME RESUMES!
DIO finished counting as the actual sound of time returning to its normal state occurred. His face was shocked for the third time as he folded his arms.
"Toki wa ugokidasu," DIO stated as time resumed, the humans in the room widening their eyes as they were caught off guard by the fact that the vampire was now wearing goggles and had Vyrus' notepad.
"How did he get those goggles!" A scientist shouted?
"He really can stop time!" Another researcher observed.
"This is unprecedented!" A third voiced their opinion.
"I see your shocked expression would suggest that your duration has increased?" Dr. Hazard would point out.
"30 seconds of action. I did not think that your technology would further my powers to such an extent." DIO honestly told them, a look of impressed surprise present.
"Most who are ignorant of our prowess look to assume. But just like with your current capabilities, you have much to learn." The doctor sagely advised as DIO hummed.
"Now. Scientists. I want you to run some preliminary tests on DIO's new abilities and powers that he may have gained. Start with his basic attributes, then his existing powers, and branch off to a specific test if any abnormalities occur. Vyrus, you will be documenting his results and will enlighten him on any questions he may have about this world. Citadel, you may observe along with me and Vyrus for his examinations." Dr. Hazard instructed.
"Yes, Doctor.'' Vyrus walked up to DIO and motioned him to give her the notepad.
DIO looked directly into her eyes with a piercing and sultry state as she got her notepad back. She let out a subtle wink with an inviting smile, sexual implications present as DIO let out a playful smirk.
'Maybe even my charisma has improved. The trials will show.' DIO thought as a door to the right of everyone opened.
OPEN!
"Right this way, DIO." A scientist would motion
"Very well." DIO hummed as he got down from the bed and proceeded in the direction the scientist directed to. He was led to another room as he along with the scientists disappeared into the next room.
"Shall we?" Dr. Hazard walked back towards the front of the lab as he neared a door that was the screening room with some other scientists.
"We shall." Was the response from both Vyrus Citadel as the two followed suit to see the capabilities of the one they called DIO.
"10% discount for life! Well, I know where I'm going for items in Leanbox." Nebula cheered as he was now fully healed, as he had a hand in his pocket.
"You can say that again. I'm just glad that no one had been shot with all of those bullets flying around." Vergo thanked his luck as he was healed as well.
"And it saved us some money." AL threw esoteric gang signs as he was healed also.
"Sorry, I don't speak government assistance." Gris roasted. He used his power to heal himself once he drank enough SP Chargers.
"At least it's our Credits isn't daddy's money." Nebula and AL mocked the assassin before the assassin responded
"My dad doesn't give me money." The assassin flatly told them. "I make it." He corrected.
"Sure you do. Or maybe it's your mother." Nebula switched parents.
"She's dead." The hitman revealed. "Deader than a bitch."
"Oh." AL looked down awkwardly as the mood deflated.
"Why did you have to ruin the mood, Mr. Gris?... Omnomnom..." Domio ate some fruit snacks with a sad frown after the lore bombshell.
"Because Domio. Seeing them feel bad makes me feel happy." The assassin explained his mentality.
"That is not normal." Vergo points out.
"Says the 9-year-old CPU that hails from a future dystopia where everyone he knows and loves is dead, or dying." The edgelord rebutted.
"Piss off. Actually, I'm ten years old, since you're not sure about my age why don't you ask your mother. Oh, wait." Was the harsh comeback from the blonde time traveler.
Their bickering continued as they left the store after the short encounter and would have stocked up on healing items. They also got snacks as they were be walking towards the Basilicom.
The people were grateful to have not been robbed and gave them their thanks.
"Chill, you guys. We're heading to the Basilicom. Do you know where it is Vergo?" The blue god asked the green one after stopping the insult war.
"I know where it is 20 years from now." Vergo hopefully shrugged as he looked between his friends.
"... You are a failure." Gris deadpanned.
"And you are an arsehole," Vergo responded as Nebula covered Domio's ears for the swear word.
"Come on, man." AL sighed at the green-clad CPU Candidate.
"Well, looks like we're gonna have to ask around." Domio opted as Nebula removed his hands from the boy's ears.
"Right. And Gris, I don't think you have room to talk about failures when you failed your one job of killing me." The blue protagonist defended his future friend.
"Grr!... Fuck off!... At least I didn't kiss a 43-year-old lesbian." The silver-haired assassin snapped, getting Vergo to blanch as AL stifled a laugh.
"Hey! That was uncalled for! I did not kiss her because I wanted to, for your information. Even if she was begrudgingly attractive." He whispered the last part to himself. Too bad the superior hearing of the warriors picked up on it.
"So you're into Chika." AL teased with a raised brow and a suggestive smile.
"NO. Not now, not in the future, not here in the past, not in an alternate timeline, not in an altered state of mind, not in my right mind, not even when I'm mind-controlled, and not ever." Vergo put his foot down as he raised fingers for each scenario.
"You can tell us that you like her, man." Nebula put his hand on the taller god's shoulder. He had a knowing look as his eyebrows were wiggling suggestively.
"The day I look at bloody Chika in a romantic light, is the day Gris stops being a bastard to everyone he knows.'' Vergo shivered as he thought as Nebula removed his shoulder.
"Don't knock it until your try it, Vertigo." Gris came up with an annoying name for the CPU Candidate.
"I retroactively tried it, and it almost got me stabbed to death. Mind you, tried on accident. So can we just drop this and ask someone where the Basilicom is, already?" Vergo moved on as he saw a person nearby to ask.
"Suuuuuuure." The adults drawled. Domio just looked confused as he followed the CPU Candidate along with the rest of the bois.
"Excuse me, miss." Vergo approached a 5'4" woman that was standing there with her two swords in their sheath.
She reacted as Vergo approached her and turned around to see who had called her.
"Hm? Do you need any help, sir?" She asked in a fruity tone as she turned around.
Her raven black hair that was tied into a ponytail would whip as she turned her head.
Her biscotti yellow eyes focused on the blonde man as she did not know the muscular and attractive sounding person from anywhere in particular.
"Yes, indeed. My name is Vergo, and these are my friends." The blonde motioned as the woman looked at the four males that stood by the tall blonde.
To her, the first one was cold and produced a mysterious yet serious air. His face was pleasant to look at, but his expression was hampering his appeal.
He gave her an off vibe, with his piercing stare.
The second one was a small child, who looked rather nervous in her presence. He scratched the back of his head as he looked away and blushed. He was cute in a way to her, so she internally giggled.
The third one was vaguely reminiscent of a friend she knew a few years back.
His afro reminded her of him as would his gaze. He was taller than the person when she last saw him though, but he could have grown as well, so she asked him once she attended to the man who called her out.
But the fourth...
"Hm?" Nebula questioned her slowly widening eyes as she then realized the voice that escaped his lips, although it had deepened.
She was filled with nostalgic joy as her eyes fucking sparkled. Her lips curled into a heart-warmingly mellow smile as she suddenly had small tears form at the corner of her eyes.
"Uhm... Are you ok, lady?" Domio asked as he was concerned as to why the woman was on the verge of tears.
"I think your face is ugly enough to make her cry on sight, Noobula." Gris insulting.
"...Man, shut'cho bitch ass up." AL had to cough to supress a laugh from the harsh jab.
"Yeah, Grease that was kind of harsh-" Vergo looked back, only to snap back forward when a loud voice was heard.
"NEBBYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!" An extremely girly voice sprung forth from the young lady's lips as she basically teleported into the blue god's chest as she nuzzled him.
HUG!!!
"Whoa!" Nebula immediately responded as he reeled in shock.
"Holy crap!" AL stepped away in surprise. "Talk about fangirling! Looks like you got some admirers." AL closed his eyes and cupped his chin as he nodded knowingly with a small grin.
"Bullocks. We just saved that item store two minutes ago. There's no way news would have spread that fast in the 20XXs." Vergo ruled out.
"I retract my former statement." Gris admitted with slightly widened eyes.
"W-Who is this lady?!" Domio stuttered from shock, which made the assassin glare at him as the boy paled.
"Oops." Was the apologetic response.
"Who are you?!" Nebula asked as she put some distance between them, but would still be holding onto his neck with her slender arms.
"Don't you remember me, Nebula?" The woman questioned as her eyes became lidded with sadness as her voice dropped some of its joy.
"Uhm... Refresh my memory?" Nebula weakly smiled.
"Oh, you... I suppose it's been a few years since you've seen me. It's Taleia." She brightened back up, the imminent shock cut off by the chapter's end.
A/N:
Heya there, reader!
If you're seeing this, this is a rewrite of the chapter, just to correct some repetition, fix some spelling errors, and improve the spelling quality, especially in the earlier chapters.
So remember, italics and bold are going for gold.
You've reached the end! Of this build-up/cliffhanger.
And looks like we have another crossover character. the one and only, DIO. And if you've played Heritage For the Future, you'll also know that his color palette is similar to another version of DIO, so you could also say that I crossed him over, twice. So expect his memes and moves in the next few chapters.
And also a bit of a lore expansion within Negadimension, with the nation's being based on the different types of malware. I'm kind of impressed I managed to make it fit so well in a series based on video games. Something to look forward to, and something to think about all in one.
And new characters. I've already eluded Taleia, so she's more of a revelation than an addition, but there are two new characters from Negadimension that won't be on the frontlines, but rather work from behind the scenes. Dr. Hazard and Vyrus.
Dr. Hazard is enigmatic to an extent but can incite a reaction out of Citadel, so there's some character interaction there. And Vyrus is a lazy pun I made up for an attractive lab assistant that is in fact, NOT human and acts like a goth bitch. OOOOoooo~!
And I'll tell you what they represent too.
New Characters:
Dr. Hazard - Modders ( Again, not INHERENTLY bad, but he's a VPU. So he's for the most part evil.)
Vyrus - What else. Fine, I'll tell you. IT'S VIRUS-
And that's about it. Other than the banter about morality at the start, and some memes, it was a nice chapter.
As always, Arrivederci.
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