Ark 17 Episode 41: Prison break... Again!

Thunrian: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OCiM_DbloWA )" Inmate number 45678911" Said the gaurd, Keyth stood to his height as he spoke out his number. His eyes just as prideful as they had always been. His thick beard cascaded down to the middle of his neck and his hair a wild mangy mane. Some of the other inmates gave him the death stare, but they knew better than to act out on it. They knew what he had been capable of doing, and what he would do if one of them wanted to play tough guy. The fact of the matter is that Keyth had made himself the King within this prison within the first few days. They tested him, and he'd crush them in response. He had been to prison before when he had been much younger. This was nothing new to him. As he stood to be washed down he stared at the wall the water hose blasting into his back with enough force that would usually shatter a mans spine. But not him... He stood with his hands on the wall. Taking the full blunt force of the hose as they drenched him down. They had moved him down into the District 3 Area, connected to District 5. The fairly new District... Due to his strings with the Mayor, Yani Farhan became senate and second and command over the city of Kasaihana city under the new Mayor for a small amount of time. Rebels rose up to stop him in his political uprising but all failed. He had a new Army, lead by an Organization he was soon to name the 'New Titan Force.' After the old ex-anti terrorism agency that once kept New America and Kasaihana city away from treacherous evils across the seas. Soon after being promoted to said postion he began a creation of his own visonary plan, and with the power of the oblisek at his side he was able to do just that. With no one to stop him as he rose to power, he soon created 'District 5'. The time proccessing around about 4 years in time span. District 5 goes by the name 'Kingdom' a Utopia made by Yani himself, where he resides as ruler. With his own District, Yani cannot be touched and with his 'Knights' the soliders under his command over District 5 who works as its martial law militant force. He is a force to be known, and one to be weary of. They pulled Keyth away from the wall finally and allowed him to go back into his cell where he sat down for a few minutes untill he moved the carpet in his room. A Large hole 12 feet deep had been made. He hopped down into it, and crouched low... sending punches into the turf over and over again, litterally.. punching his way through the ground. He had been working on this escape route for a few days now.... He thought it'd be his only way out of here. He knew he had to stop Yani, before Sector G.O.D. got there hands into the situation. Everything he knew and cared for would be whipped outif that happened... ////// Hiro had been ontop of a building in District 3, scopping out the massive prison facility as he stood to his full height. ".... This isn't going to be easy..." Hiro said through his binoculars. "...Is it ever?" Keyomi said crouched down, tying her shoe laces in her own black combat suit. " I don’t see why we have to do it this way.." Kin said as he stepped next to his Uncle Hiro. He wore a black suit of his own, black sweater and black combat pants and black gloves. " Because cum-brain. The Securities now as heavy during this time. But it only last for a 45 minute time span while there switching shifts we told you this already. " Keyomi said rolling her eyes, Kin turned his head scowling at her before he flicked her off. " Be nice you two. " Claymore said as he sat typing out what appeared to be some schematics from the buildings interior. " Air-Ducts seem like the best way to handle this. If not, then were just sitting ducks until then. " Claymore said closing his computer. " Alright.. So now were just waiting on Mom, and Michiko." Keyomi said crouched down at the edge of the building staring out at the prisons layout. The moon had been high, and full. And Kin was reacting to it. Due to his training with the Karate club at school. He had gained a small amount of muscle mass that could easily be noted if someone looked at him long enough. “Lets do this... for my dad." The young man said sliding his fingers through his hair; he had never been so serious before today.

Diversity: Michiko had resorted to something she hadn’t touched in three years. The Faraday EnviroSuit, which was locked up in the basement of the Akasawa Clinic. She slipped into it and fixed the survivalist belt around it, letting it sync up with the small nodes on the suit itself. Feeling the texture of the fabric on her skin and all the tiny almost microscopic needles pierced into her skin reminded her that Yani was going down. It reminded her that today she was getting Keyth back. She pulled on her gloves and slipped on her boots, and while tying her hair back she looked down to a picture of her and him. Michiko had pushed her intellectual capabilities, peaking her intelligence and going beyond it to the point that some of her memories were starting to haze visually. And she had looked upon his picture to refresh to herself what Keyth looked like, since lately she could only remember the dark, blind memories of her fingers in his hair and the way his skin felt feverishly warm at night. Something emotional was welling up inside of her, very much unlike herself, at the thought of having him back after all this time. Reaching under the topaz bracelet that he’d bought her all the years back, she pulled her sleeve so that it rested atop the suit and glimmered with its golden gems as she grabbed her glasses and suitcase last before heading out… /// They were there when she found them- all of them except Kyoko. Michiko was not fond at all of having Kin and Keyomi come along. She didn’t want to endanger them and it only made her even more protective and cautious since they were there. She’d already told Claymore that if he got either one of them hurt, she would turn his scrotum into a speedo. Then she’d also made a point that Sora was not to know. He was too naïve, and she feared his health may degenerate if exposed to a high risk scenario like this one. She just couldn’t risk him getting sick again, or dying because he was too gullible and heroic- and all too much wanted to one day know who his father is. As she approached another followed behind her- not one recognized, and just an inch shorter than her in flat black shoes with the toes revealed (hinting at somewhat dark skin akin to dusky bronze). She’d taken something else from the Akasawa Clinic as well, and it was the girl that was the host body for Project New Mecca. The woman behind her wore fitting black pants like a cat suit, only they paused at the midsection and a stretch of fabric cupped her breasts and was obscured in the depth of a thin long jacket that hung down to her lower thighs. A hood on the jacket was drawn up and hid anything else to be seen about the girl as Michiko would spot them all and breathe out slowly. Having composure was hard, but it didn’t show. Stoic as ever- she seemed as if unattached to the scenario. She thought to speak to Hiro, one of her closest friends if he could be called that- a person she could never really connect to though he was the closest thing no less. Then to Claymore- but her lips remained still, before she looked lastly to Kin and Keyomi. “You two be careful.” She said quietly, though her voice was firm like a mother’s command before she glanced to Claymore. “Do you have the blueprint? I need to show Mecca so that she can take control of the security terminal.” Discordia: Kyoko stood a distance from the others, her green eyes watching for a moment before she slipped into the group with silent steps. Her hand rested on the katana that was slung to her side and she gazed at the prison in front of her. From where they were standing, it almost looked like an intricate maze of buildings and paths..

Thunrian: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OCiM_DbloWA )" Inmate number 45678911" Said the guard, Keyth stood to his height as he spoke out his number. His eyes just as prideful as they had always been. His thick beared cascaded down to the middle of his neck and his hair a wild mangy mane. Some of the other inmates gave him the death stare, but they knew better than to act out on it. They knew what he had been capable of doing, and what he would do if one of them wanted to play tough guy. The fact of the matter is that Keyth had made himself the King within this prison within the first few days. They tested him, and he'd crush them in response. He had been to prison before when he had been much younger. This was nothing new to him. As he stood to be washed down he stared at the wall the water hose blasting into his back with enough force that would usually shatter a mans spine. But not him... He stood with his hands on the wall. Taking the full blunt force of the hose as they drenched him down. They had moved him down into the District 3 Area, connected to District 5. The fairly new District... Due to his strings with the Mayor, Yani Farhan became senate and second and command over the city of Kasaiahana city under the new Mayor for a small amount of time. Rebles rose up to stop him in his political uprising but all failed. He had a new Army, lead by an Orginzation he was soon to name the 'New Titan Force.' After the old ex-anti terriosim agency that once kept New America and Kasaihana city away from treacherous evils across the seas. Soon after being promoted to said postion he began a creation of his own visonary plan, and with the power of the oblisek at his side he was able to do just that. With no one to stop him as he rose to power, he soon created 'District 5'. The time proccessing around about 4 years in time span. District 5 goes by the name 'Kingdom' a Utopia made by Yani himself, where he resides as ruler. With his own District, Yani cannot be touched and with his 'Knights' the soliders under his command over District 5 who works as its martial law militant force. He is a force to be known, and one to be weary of. They pulled Keyth away from the wall finally and allowed him to go back into his cell where he sat down for a few minutes untill he moved the carpet in his room. A Large hole 12 feet deep had been made. He hopped down into it, and crouched low... sending punches into the turf over and over again, litterally.. punching his way through the ground. He had been working on this escape route for a few days now.... He thought it'd be his only way out of here. He knew he had to stop Yani, before Sector G.O.D. got there hands into the situation. Everything he knew and cared for would be whipped outif that happened... ////// Hiro had been ontop of a building in District 3, scopping out the massive prison faciliyty as he stood to his full height. ".... This isn't going to be easy..." Hiro said through his binoculars. "...Is it ever?" Keyomi said crouched down, tying her shoe laces in her own black combat suit. " I dont see why we have to do it this way.." Kin said as he stepped next to his Uncle Hiro. He wore a black suit of his own, black sweater and black combat pants and black gloves. " Because cum-brain. The Secruities now as heavy during this time. But it only last for a 45 minute time span while there switching shifts we told you this already. " Keyomi said rolling her eyes, Kin turned his head scowling at her before he flicked her off. " Be nice you two. " Claymore said as he sat typing out what appeared to be some schamtics from the buidlings interiror. " Air-Ducts seem like the best way to handle this. If not, then were just sitting ducks untill then. " Claymore said closing his computer. " Alright.. So now were just waiting on Mom, and Michiko." Keyomi said crouched down at the edge of the building staring out at the prisons layout. The moon had been high, and full. And Kin was reacting to it. Due to his training with the Karate club at school. He had gained a small amount of muscle mass that could easily be noted if someone looked at him long enough. " Lets do this... for my dad." The young man said sliding his fingers through his hair, he had never been so serious before today. ] Diversity: Michiko had resorted to something she hadn’t touched in three years. The Faraday EnviroSuit, which was locked up in the basement of the Akasawa Clinic. She slipped into it and fixed the survivalist belt around it, letting it sync up with the small nodes on the suit itself. Feeling the texture of the fabric on her skin and all the tiny almost microscopic needles pierced into her skin reminded her that Yani was going down. It reminded her that today she was getting Keyth back. She pulled on her gloves and slipped on her boots, and while tying her hair back she looked down to a picture of her and him. Michiko had pushed her intellectual capabilities, peaking her intelligence and going beyond it to the point that some of her memories were starting to haze visually. And she had looked upon his picture to refresh to herself what Keyth looked like, since lately she could only remember the dark, blind memories of her fingers in his hair and the way his skin felt feverishly warm at night. Something emotional was welling up inside of her, very much unlike herself, at the thought of having him back after all this time. Reaching under the topaz bracelet that he’d bought her all the years back, she pulled her sleeve so that it rested atop the suit and glimmered with its golden gems as she grabbed her glasses and suitcase last before heading out… /// They were there when she found them- all of them except Kyoko. Michiko was not fond at all of having Kin and Keyomi come along. She didn’t want to endanger them and it only made her even more protective and cautious since they were there. She’d already told Claymore that if he got either one of them hurt, she would turn his scrotum into a speedo. Then she’d also made a point that Sora was not to know. He was too naïve, and she feared his health may degenerate if exposed to a high risk scenario like this one. She just couldn’t risk him getting sick again, or dying because he was too gullible and heroic- and all too much wanted to one day know who his father is. As she approached another followed behind her- not one recognized, and just an inch shorter than her in flat black shoes with the toes revealed (hinting at somewhat dark skin akin to dusky bronze). She’d taken something else from the Akasawa Clinic as well, and it was the girl that was the host body for Project New Mecca. The woman behind her wore fitting black pants like a catsuit, only they paused at the midsection and a stretch of fabric cupped her breasts and was obscured in the depth of a thin long jacket that hung down to her lower thighs. A hood on the jacket was drawn up and hid anything else to be seen about the girl as Michiko would spot them all and breathe out slowly. Having composure was hard, but it didn’t show. Stoic as ever- she seemed as if unattached to the scenario. She thought to speak to Hiro, one of her closest friends if he could be called that- a person she could never really connect to though he was the closest thing no less. Then to Claymore- but her lips remained still, before she looked lastly to Kin and Keyomi. “You two be careful.” She said quietly, though her voice was firm like a mother’s command before she glanced to Claymore. “Do you have the blueprint? I need to show Mecca so that she can take control of the security terminal.”

Discordia: Kyoko stood a distance from the others, her green eyes watching for a moment before she slipped into the group with silent steps. Her hand rested on the katana that was slung to her side and she gazed at the prison in front of her. From where they were standing, it almost looked like an intricate maze of buildings and paths that had no logic in the layout. Beneath the moonlight, only hints of her pale skin showed where it peaked from the tight black pants and top that would hopefully conceal her for the most part from any casual glances that were shot her way. Hidden on her body, several blades of various and styles were hidden to the eye. Despite their differences, every knife Kyoko owned had one thing in common…. the scorpion venom that coated the blade made it far more deadly than normal. Just a scratch was capable of killing. As Claymore went over the plan, Kyoko placed a quick kiss on each of her children’s forehead. The kiss was more than words could express, and she hoped that they would realize that it meant to be safe and that she loved them. She had not expected them to come along however she should have known better. They were Tasanagi’s and no one told a Tasanagi what to do… you could try to guide them in a direction but Tasanagi’s did as they pleased. To think Kin and Keyomi would do anything other than to try to rescue their father was just silly. However, Keyomi and Kin had very different reasons for being present. The hint of a thought about Keyomi and Keyth’s relationship caused Kyoko’s chest to rise and fall in a sigh. Her eyes then traveled to each face of the team compiled to rescue Keyth. She nodded to Claymore and the other man that was standing there, before lastly giving Michiko a solemn look. She knew this had to be a lot harder for her than she let on. Her eyes lingered for a moment before turning back to the prison. “I believe I am as ready as I ever will be. Tsukuyomi look after us.” She said as her eyes took in the full moon before flicking to Kin one last time. “Just tell me what you need me to do and where to go.”

Tomoko took soft steps even in her 4 inch black heeled boots towards the others who stood aloof of the building where Claymore had told her Keyth was being kept, and for the most part it was hard to believe that the BN was right but it was the footage that she was shown next that made her a believer. Again she found her father’s word haunting her through the cerebrum cortexes of her mind even on a beautiful night such as this. Dressed fully in black cat suit piece something that she’d hadn’t worn in ages and armed to the teeth with weapons that would make the Pentagon consider her a weapon of mass destruction itself the 34 yrs asian beauty with a Chinese bob wearing a partial visor for shooting purposes and pretty butter pecan skin would look around at the faces that she knew giving them a soft smile. “Michiko it’s good to see you again, its been a long time. Are the kids and Hiro in place?” she asks taking note of the other woman that was present who speaks of her families patron deity not knowing if the two of them had meet before or not but if she was here she must have held a place in this intimate circle of friends and family with Keyth but far be it for Tomoko to ask what at least not right now any how. “Alright guys just how are we planning to do this? We will need all the strength of the ancestors and the Gods tonight” was the answer Tomoko gave her eyes took a look over the facilitates from the outside as the head set that was in her left ear suddenly descended its mic down to the center of her cheek for purpose of communication as she shifted her weight onto the back of legs some using the Arasumaru’s network to scan the place for weakness in the computer grid with any luck she’d find in and either be able to blast their way in or weaken the grid long enough for them to get inside and do what needed to be done from there. ~come on you son of bitch, where are you~ shed chant in her thoughts over an over again looking for it but coming up with nothing at least not from the angle in which they stood.

Thunrian: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8BeZnwyYsQ0 )Claymore would have given the blue-prints to Michiko's friend. Cocking his brow to see the smaller female accompany the doctor. “Here they are." He said going back to his computer. “Tomoko, You take the kids with you through the ducts, they'll be able to protect you. I need you to set up a bombing perimeter and make sure there lower half goes sky high from the sewer systems. With that as a Distraction. Michiko you and your friend here will go straight for Keyth.. I hope you’re ready for a fight. Kyoko, you and Hiro will go through the top of the building. That's where the guards barracks are, you two will be our muscle your gonna fight off anything that comes your way in a way your protecting us all and causing a larger distraction as well. Everyone got there Jobs? Michiko's heading this operation, each of you take an ear-piece from the box next to me, and make sure you sync to the third channel. That's my boom-network channel. “Claymore said tilting his head up shaking his head. " I'm getting to old for this shit..." He said laughing a bit as he got a distant memory of Keyth and Densuke both when they had both been younger back then and so had he. " Its funny.. breaking him out of prison. We first met in a prison... didnt we Keyth." Kin looked over at claymore; smiling... he could tell that claymore was happy to get his friend back to. “Alright, alright we get it. Come on lets get a move on." Keyomi said as she took her way down waiting on Tomoko and Kin to follow behind it. " Looks like were working together boss lady." Keyomi said as she looked back at Tomoko. " We've never done a Job before. Let's see if you can match up to me. After all, I'm going to be taking your spot some day you know." Keyomi said boldy with a smile on her face, knowing that the stone cold Tomoko wouldn’t give her the reaction that she wanted, but she teased her aunt anyway. Kin followed behind, stopping his tracks and hugging Kyoko, and then Michiko as well. " I love you guys... be safe.." Kin looked over at the girl who looked to be about his age, his eyes locked onto her own before he looked to the right, a shade of red on is cheeks as he peeled off to the right and made his way behind his sister and Tomoko to the sewers. " Alright Lady... lets get a move on." Hiro said to Kyoko, if she took notice to his features. She would have noticed that he looked a lot Like Keyth and Keyome both... as if he had some form of relation. " Oi Michiko... I'm gonna be your eyes and ears, i have all of the cameras hacked in that thing. I'll be telling you when something’s coming your way... so be prepared. " He said tapping on his ear piece, turning it on. " Alright, to your positions people, you have a job to do. "

Diversity: Michiko nodded to Claymore about the blueprints. Her focus hazed away from the others as she stepped to them and gestured for Mecca to take them. The woman did so, the hood obscuring how her eyes would study and memorize the layout. A few minutes passed while everyone else got ready and she didn’t snap out of it until she heard Hiro and nodded, fixing the ear-piece in her ear. She didn’t give one to Mecca however- as she instead had a special one for her. Mecca’s earpiece was fashioned to reply to Michiko’s voice, so that she could issue commands and the earpiece would translate the command into a series of electrical impulses that were significant to Mecca’s brain. Michiko just nodded and would turn away. But slowly her head tilted and she cast an amber and skylight glance to Kin and Keyomi. She said nothing- their mother would take care of them, but she still cared and watched over them like they were hers as well. If anything, Michiko was glad they had Kyoko too- the two of them had worked around their awkward situation very well for the bettering of the children. And Michi, strange woman she is, never felt it was awkward. If anything, she was grateful that Kyoko was there. Her head turned back and she would begin to walk away from them. “Come Mecca.” She said quietly and the girl obscured in black fabric followed her… /// Michiko was quiet and easy in her steps, still holding the silvery suitcase in her hand as she stared at the prison. It was where Keyth was- she was staring at the exact building. She opened her mouth to give Mecca the command, but it froze in her throat as she suddenly felt dry and breathless. Her eyes fluttered and she looked down to her necklace, twisting the silver slide in her finger until it opened to reveal a small LCD screen she’d downloaded a neurological sequence onto. It revealed a small image of Keyth looking over his shoulder at her, a small smile creeping on his lips. She squeezed the necklace before she snapped its hut, and glanced up. It took Michiko a moment to gather her wits about her, as she closed her eyes and would think that this would allow the others to get into position. Then she sighed, back to an emotionless guarded state as she began forward again. TheFaraday EnviroSuit was already active, and she could tell the temperature of the air around her, the direction of the wind, and detect chemicals and hormones in the air that came in contact with the suit itself. At the fence they slipped through easily- Michiko and Mecca both fairly slender. And once past that, Michiko opened the suitcase and pulled out a pistol with a long slide on the top which holstered auto-inject syringes. She then loaded the first syringe, a rapid acting anesthetic. And as they made way to the side door, guards seemed to fall to the ground quietly as if their consciousness simply was swept away from them. At the door the other girl with Michiko stepped forward. She put her hand to her mouth and cut her fingertip open with the sharp teeth set back from her canines and out of her smile’s view. She touched the key panel and after just a second, the TechnoVirus in Mecca’s blood hacked the panel and the door opened without registering to the mainframe that the door was opening. Once they were inside, they could hear guards down the hall and Michiko loaded another syringe into the pistol, trying to stay focused. “Hiro.” She whispered, knowing he’d hear her in the earpiece. “Where are the guards up ahead? East or west hall?” Diversity: it shut* ] Discordia: Kyoko gave a curt nod in agreement as she looked over her partner for a moment. He had definite Tasanagi traits that she could not help but noticed. Hopefully, his temperament was a bit tamer than the others. Either way, it was going to be one hell of a night. With the small earpiece in her ear, Kyoko separated from the group, counting on him to follow her as she slipped through the darkness on steps that had been trained to be as silent as humanly possible. From the look out spot she had noticed a small gap between two buildings that was only a few feet in width. It was a perfect spot to scale to the top. She paused between the two buildings, sending a look over her shoulder causing her raven hair to ripple down her back. Once she had checked the position of Hiro, she turned forward and dashed towards the one wall. Instead of hitting the brick surface, she leapt at it and her foot landed firmly against the wall. As soon as it made contact, she pushed off again leaping towards the other building that was parallel to it. Her slender form darted back and forth between the gap like a ball bouncing across the screen of an old school video. Each pass brought her closer to the top, until finally her fingers wrapped around the edge of the building and she hoisted herself up with a slight groan from the tension on her arms used to pull herself up. As she looked across the roof, she was greeted with the form of two guards. One had stood leaning against the small building that was used as a stairway to enter the building. His eyes dropped a little as if he had had a very long day and was only half way there. His day was about to get worse. The other guard was far more alert and paced the perimeter of the roof, his hand firmly gripping a gun that Kyoko had no intentions of ever letting being fired. Given it would take longer for the lackadaisical guard to react, Kyoko chose to target the other guard. Instead of unsheathing the katana at her side that was better suited for multiple opponents, Kyoko slipped two curved blades out of their sheaths. The were no longer than 4 inches and were shaped like a tiger’s claw. Easily they were concealed in her small hands, only the very tip and a small bit of the curved edge stuck out from the side of her hand, running along her pinky. She positioned herself behind the guard, her body cast in shadows and waited for him to step closer to her location. His pacing closed the distance between them and in a blur of black and ivory, she darted from the shadows. Kyoko’s poisoned blades moved in a flurry, first sending a slice to the back of his knee, dropping him to the ground before she dug the other into the side of his throat. It pierced through the skin like it was softened butter and the man gave a gurgle as he choked on his own blood. With a grunt, she pulled the blade from his body and a spray of crimson blood ripped through the night air. Kyoko shoved him so the corpse fell forward onto the ground rather than backwards onto her. Her arm wiped across her brow, collecting his blood on her sleeve as she looked over to see if Hiro had dispatched the other guard.

SayuriAkagi: Hearing the voice of the Arasumaru’s Kaicho after all these year brought back a sense of nostagla for woman as she let off a sigh her right hand coming up to her left ear to tap it three times with her index finger, this would allow her to change fequencies to the third channel as she continues to hear Claymore taking a damn trip down memory lane and staying shit about him being too old for this sorta thing. Tomoko could help but laugh to herself thinking the same thing as well before her thoughts were interrupted by Keyomi loud ass mouth hollering her head off. This is turn made Moko roll her eyes in agitation as the teenage girl took off in the direction needed trying act as if she had something to prove at the moment before she herself moved to follow in the hopes that Kin was behind her so that they would quickly get this shit over with before she choked this stupid girl into submission this time. Claymore’s words about them keeping her safe were a literally understatement at best but none here knew of her training with the Japanese Yakuza and the Triads or of her own birthright which is how she liked it but just in case she need to she brought one of the Twins along for back up caressing the Glock as if it were gold on her left hip instead of a gun not really caring as to what Keyomi was babbling about at the moment until she spoke of trying to take her place one day to which she retorted keeping her voice just low enough to where she could hear it, “Then stop letting guys use you as cheap fuck then if you plan to take my place as head of the Shiroi Ookami.” As she knew this would possibly get the flames in the girl stoked and even peak her curiosity as to what she was getting ceasing her stride along side her to in front of her to only prove her point even more to her. ~You always be at the back of the class little one as long as you continue to follow the crowd.~ was her only thought after the matter. Tomoko shifted her gaze to Kin remembering what her daughter Sian had told them about their adventure at school, he had indeed come a long way from what she herself could remember about him. He was always a quiet boy with a big heart unlike his crazy ass sister. She only hoped that he would use whatever talents given him from Keyth to good use and especially on a night like this, the night of the full moon where the old one believed any and everything could happen.

Thunrian: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=maDD1sP6q7Y ) " East wing." Hiro said to her in a stern tone. in response to Michiko. Keyomi took notice to what Tomoko had said, cocking her brow up in response. ' Did she just... try to call me a whore.' She thought to herself. A Devilish smirk broke across her face as her eyes glared a bright red for a moment. " Your always right Auntie." She said following behind Tomoko. Kin took notice to his sisters odd behavior... " This is gonna be a long day.." //// Within the rooftops. Hiro had been swiftly taking out enemies left to right with a hard choke slam to one of the guards killing him silently. " Kyoko, lets get a move on. We have to get to a good point, so when the bombs go off we can come in with the attack." He said through his ear-piece to her. " Nice moves by the way... what Kind of military training did you receive? " He said shooting one guard in the head with his silenced rifle, his brain matter plastering on the wall as he hit the ground. Hiro had indeed be impressed by her combat. He on the other hand had been a Maru Jeitai solider. With the intense training process. The Maru Jeitai soldiers are all shipped to 'Diablo' An Island within the Bermuda triangle. Forced to live on the death lands where strange mutated creatures reside. They most learn to adapt and fight the creatures all the while survive the harsh combat. The Maru Jeitai camp sit's within the very middle of the island. After there training Maru Jeitai soldiers are able to become almost super-humanly skilled in all forms of special operations included but not limited to, Counter-terrorism, Guerrilla Warfare, Direct Action, Counterinsurgency, Assassination, Close Target Reconnaissance, and many others. The ability to conduct these actions with such skill can either originate form advanced training, mental programming or even supernatural/superhuman powers. Also, when combined with high intellect and a high level of physical ability, they can create completely new possibly unbeatable methods of special operations. Once trained to the highest level, they will have the ability that they need to pick up a weapon before they instantly become proficient in it. The first time they pick up a sword, they can spar with masters, the first time they use a bow, they can hit bulls-eyes. Even alien, magical, or other weaponry that they should not understand comes naturally to them. ///// “Michiko, be on the look out. Group of guards taking some prisoners to there cells down east hall. There all strapped with guns, these guys have nano-machines that enhance there physical attributes that allows all of there natural senses increase by 60%. Be careful, they'll kill you in a heart beat. There also wearing standard armor, guns aren’t breaking through that. Your gonna need some serious fire power to break these guys down." Claymore said as he flipped the switches to start messing with the lights within the prison.///// Kin and Keyomi, and Tomoko had made it to there area where the kids both stood on the look out. Keyomi had set up her string, and had attached it to the other side of the room. “Alright, were ready!" Kin said as his claws extended. " Set up the bomb 'auntie' we have you covered." Keyomi said she wrapped the string around her hand.

Diversity: Michiko nodded as she heard the words and would begin forward. The lights flickered and she heard the guards speak of it up ahead. Her hand reached out and she touched the back of Mecca’s shoulder, before drifting her hand lower. She pulled open Mecca’s jacket and revealed a small music player with a small set of speakers on the belt. It would draw the guards’ attention immediately if she turned it on. The guards were getting nearer though, and the rattle of chains between the line of prisoners rang out as she would lean to the girl. “Activate the M.M. Helix, and transfuse.” She whispered. At that moment she pushed play on the small music box- as Mecca uniquely reacted to music in such a way that her potential was heightened- a trait of the girl and not the Project as Michiko felt it was a flaw, but it had its uses. { https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=luZEKyoPDkk } The music began to play and the arming of the guards sang out as they cluttered at the end of the hall. As they were doing so, Mecca had already drawn her weapon. The Monomolecular Helix was built into the thumbs of her gloves, so when she pushed her thumbs together it activated the two access points therein and created a small current between them. A faintly glowing thread of monomolecular current fixed between them, attracting the small flecks of diamond from the girl’s gloves and causing the thread to become akin to a moveable, length-changing razor wire. The Helix was made mostly to tear through metals and burrow through tech, but it could cut and hold flesh as well. And where her hand had been previously cut, Mecca’s blood was almost magnetically drawn across her fingers and onto the wire- transfusing where it now made the Helix a fine glittering crimson thread between her hands. The flash of gunfire emitted itself from the barrels up ahead as Michiko jumped forward and stepped in front of Mecca. Four bullets hit- only two penetrated. The suit had been given an extra resistance to tearing and breaking, which caused the bullets to empty their kinetic force into her body and break bones, even do visceral damage, but not penetrate and cavitate in their progression. Two bullets only made it an inch into her body due to the suit’s protection. But after four bullets, she had seven broken ribs, a fresh pneumothorax, a bruised spleen, and a great deal of internal bleeding from bruising and muscle fiber tears. Michiko doubled over and one hand clutched the floor, Sanastasix being injected in her body from the belt- two of ten doses. The nanoserum began to immediately heal her wounds as she felt feet on her back, Mecca jumping onto Michiko and leaping off, high in the air in a flurry of black cloth and bronze skin as she came down. She dropped her foot into one guard’s face, and whipped the Helix out wide, causing it to create a large ten foot lasso of sorts connected to her thumbs that touched the guns of the guards who had aimed them at her- as they should. But the moment the Helix touched their advanced weaponry while her blood was transfused into the weapon, they acted as if jammed. The small chips in the guns that set firing rate and prevented overheating succumb to the Techno virus, and suddenly the guards were without guns. The prisoners whistled and began to jerk and rattle their chains as Mecca landed on her feet and in a flurry of twists and long legs, threw out a series of offensive sweeping kicks that knocked many of the guards back. Most were back on their feet quickly- only to be feel the itchy, sharp tickle of the Helix along one side of their neck. She’d twisted and turned around them fast and graceful, with balance unlike what most had ever seen and reflexes sharper than the average combatant. Mecca had moved evasively after the initial first set of attacks that had knocked them all down and disabled their guns, and all to the perfect plan as she did a solid double back flip into a crouch with her arms swinging backwards and hands made into fists. She had tangled the Helix around the guards’ neck and when pulling caused them all to be pulled into one another so quickly that their heads all bumped like a bunch of coconuts slamming together. Bam! Knocked out, all falling to the ground and some groaning and woozy as Mecca then lurched forward, the Helix bouncing back between her thumbs as she held out her hands and pushed on the chains between the prisoners. Michiko, healed by now had stood up and watched half the display- though this part was not plotted as she came up to put a stop to it. “What are you-“ Snap! The chains broke and the Diamond Drill technique used by Mecca had been successful. Heavy links clattered to the ground and Michiko looked to the prisoners now walking around before setting her gaze on Mecca. She still seemed to be under Michi’s control- seemed to be. 

Diversity: “Avenge the torment your guards have taken out on you.” Michiko made the best of a bad situation and glanced to the prisoners, most of which while wolfishly whistling at the women would not make a move after having seen them dispatch the guards so effortlessly. Michiko picked up her suitcase and loaded a tranquilizer into the pistol, stepping forward now as Mecca began with her- heading towards the security console as fifteen brutish murderers now rushed down the halls with their war-cries and bellowing laughter, ready to make for a perfect distraction while the women went on to the next part of their plan. After the security console would be Keyth- in the farthest confinement of the prison. 

Discordia: Kyoko made her way across roof top to roof top in an almost feline like nature. In her wake she left a trail of blood and fallen bodies that fell in macabre poses on the roof tops. The headset in her ear vibrated slightly as it carried voices of her team mates to her. As Hiro complimented her and questioned her training, she could only smirk slightly as she replied. “Uhm, military training… none. I just had to become stronger to do what needed to be done.” Her words paused as she snuck up on one of the guards and dragged her blade across his throat. “I guess you could say I trained with Keyome and Tsukuyomi.” She added, before she jumped to another roof and made quick work of the three guards who were stationed there with her katana. It dripped with their blood as she wiped the blade over one of their uniforms, cleaning it before she sheathed it again. Kyoko paused for a moment to look out over the roof. She was as near to the barracks as she was going to get without all hell breaking out. Instead of pressing forward, she began to channel her chi, letting it build up inside of her. Slowly creeping from her form, the air hinted at blue as a chi aura surrounded her expanding and causing her to glow slightly from the energy buzzing around her. As she continued to channel her chi, the black of her hair began to bleed into a vibrant blue the color of the hottest flames. In this state, she would be better equipped to handle the army that was about to be unleashed upon them. She was stronger, smarter and faster than a human should be…. then again… she was not quite 100% human. Kyoko also gained the ability to manipulate gravity which was something she figured she would need in the next few moments. Her eyes closed for a moment as she enjoyed the feeling before they rolled back open and she revealed a pair of intense vibrant green eyes. Once the transformation was finished, she walked to the edge of the roof and unsheathed her katana, having it at the ready for whatever came next. SayuriAkagi: The air on the back of her neck gave off a vibe once she heard that. Her fingers reaching for something unknown that was in the cleavage of her outfit along with another item that would grantee once she was done she would be out of this place altogether and back home to her own family. Tomoko had learned a long time ago to trust those closest to you lesser over the past 10yrs and though she considered Keyomi like a daughter but shit like that was a dead give away to her that a fuck over was in the works on her ass. ~Two can play that chit~ Once at there designated location Tomoko took to the job at hand pretty much ignoring what Keyomi had to say at the moment as she dropped several smaller but deadlier versions of the bomb used in the GMAF mission into their assigned areas making sure to work quick but keeping her own eyes opening for anyone on the prowl or behind her back for that damn matter. Around her body the wind would suddenly take to life around Tomoko twirling and dancing itself around her full frame of 5’8 while she continued to keep to the job at hand humming a song under her breath that would keep the flow of her control over the air elemental strong without fail and ensure the moment any one made a move towards her it would immediate shift or disrupt causing the aggressor a great deal of pain before finally making through the last leg of the area, “Done I wish you guys well but this is where I get off, Tell you father when you see him that I’ll see him around.” From her cleavage she extracts the denomination device tossing it to Keyomi with a quaint smile on her face. “Dear ‘niece’ Ill see you around I only came to make sure that not one of the bombs were misplaced and would go off without a hitch oh and please do be careful I don't want the new Oyabun of the Shiroi Ookami to die, a wolf must always been smarter than their prey.” Tomoko turns away from the two with both guns in hand the wind about her starting to change slowly. “Then again….looks like I won’t have a choice to stick around.”

Thunrian: Keyth sat in his cell, he dug a nother 20 feet untill he finally blasted through the bottom floor of the building landing right in the laundry room with a hard crash. His hands had been a bloody mess, his knuckles broken on both hands but he didnt have time to care for that right about now. The goliath of a man stood at his full height, his prison jumpsuit dark blue witha white shirt under it he looked at himself in the mirror as he passed it. Taking a razor he slice off a thick strand of his beard untill it had been cut down to its natrual and typical size,making him look 10 years younger. Though his hair continued to be wild and out there. He rushed down the hall, his arms pulled back as he rup on one gaurd, sending a punch into the males jaw so he went blasting through the roof head force where his head would get stuck into it, knocking him out instantly. He was rushing head first into one of the secruicty console rooms. " Get rid of the tape... and then i'll be able to get out of here on a clean slate. Yani farhan... that asshole through me in here with a court casing, hoping he'd kill me with all that poisoned food they were giving me. Nice try.. would have worked." He said smirking, and with his right arm he'd bumrush the door with a powerful push. Only to find... " ......Michiko?" He said panting. It'd be short lived when a massive explosion was set off beneathe them causing Keyth to lose his footing and fall backwards. ///// " LETS GOOOO!! LETS GO KIN LETS GO!" ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJ9xhsVV42I ) Kin and his sister had been rushing down the sewer lines running from the flames of the bombs as they were seemingly gaining on them. " AGGGHHH GOT DAMMIT KEYOMI! WHY DID YOU SET THE BOMBS OFF BEFORE WE GOT OUT WHY!? WHY JUST FUCKING WHY!?" Kin said running as hard as he could, he managed to run faster than his once physically dominant sister, his training starting to show a bit now. " I WAS TRYING TO MAKE SURE THE BUTTON WORKD!" " NO YOU WERENT YOU LITTERALLY SAID ' HEY KIN WATCH THIS, I CAN JUGGLE THE DENOATOR ON MY BREAST!' YOU JUST FUCKING DID THAT!" “OH SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!" Kin noticed that the flames were growing closer and closer and finally caved, his eyes turned red and leaping the air, he morphed, going into his Lycanthrope form as he lifted Keyomi up onto his back running on all forms to beat out the explosion, eventually he blasted out of a sewer entrance going 35 feet in the air, the flames not to far behind them as he blasted off into the air. Kin in his beast form landed on a building post unseen as he let Keyomi down. Even in his wolf form he looked disappointed. " Don’t, give me that look alight." Kin simply shook his head as he leaped off else where leaving her there, there job had been complete.///// However, on the rooftops, the Tanks and Mechs showed face and had already targeted Hiro and Kyoko both. Hiro smirked as he tilted his head up. “Well... looks like we have a party now." He said lifting his gun up. “Lets play then... " He said as he took off, blasting into he air and sending a full blown booting stomp into the barrel of a tank, his inhuman super solider strength would crumble it like a can before the thing had exploded into flames. The battle on the roof tops were on! A Mech had been on Kyoko's tail, ( http://www.wall321.com/thumbnails/detail/20121108/robots%20mecha%20drawings%20anime%201920x1200%20wallpaper_www.wall321.com_63.jpg How it looked. ) The Massive robotic titan lifted its cannons firing off at the female with rail gun shots, in attempts to obliterate her.

Diversity: With the trouble amuck, they easily made it to the security console. There a guard was trying to take in all the radio traffic at once, figuring out what had to be done to put the prison back into its calm state. When the door had opened he’d turn only for a tranquilizer to be jammed into his chest via the pistol, putting him into an effortless sleep. Mecca immediately took over then, biting into both hands and bloodying them up before she slammed both hands onto the console. It sparked at first and the screens all went black save for a series of three green dots in the center- forming an ellipse that blinked one by one as if like a loading screen. “. . .” On all the monitors, until they began to activate and scroll through, rewriting the security codes and picking and choosing which camera feeds made it back to the room. Lastly Mecca ensured a clear route out, doors open and all. Michiko watched her, almost forgetting the mishap earlier that made her briefly wonder if Mecca was starting to tap into her persona while under Michiko’s ‘brain control’, to put it as easily as possible. But while watching she heard the door open and turned quickly, Mecca turning to. The Helix was held up glittering between Mecca’s hands but Michiko held out her hand before the other girl quickly to signify stop. And at that moment she would feel her heart stop on a dime. Or perhaps start- as if dead and now breathing life after the long and tumultuous slumber and unrest of loveless continuation. She felt her lower lip quiver and she stared at him, soaking in his appearance and feeling him across the room through their unique nanorganic bond. Her lips parted to say his name but no sound came out. She mouthed his name instead, her brows twisting up in a cracked display of brief emotion, so small but it meant so much when it came to the often hardened and visibly stern Michiko. Just then she was shaken from this terrifying place where she had to face the welling emotions and the astounding wonder as to if any of this was real or not real; as if her mind was so cruel she’d play this illusory trick upon herself. The ground shook with a loud boom and she realized she was a little behind on the plan. She dropped to her knees with a stumble and dusted her gloved hands across the ground- quickly recollecting the pistol and suitcase. “We…” She gulped, gathering her wits as she moved to the door. No time for a romantic reunion, she just wanted to get him out safely. “We have to go, now.” The emotion slipped out in every syllable, as if she would buckle at the knees and burst into tears at the flood of worry and happiness and disbelief that he was /right there/. She stepped out past him and holstering the pistol in the survivalist belt, she took a gloved hand to his and began to run back out the way she came, bulletproof suitcase ready. And in all of her emotion she had seemed to miss one very important thing: Mecca was gone.

As the battles raged on, Claymore had soared over head in the helicopter picking up Kyoko and Hiro, only for Mecca, Michiko and Keyth to meet her outside as well. And then Kin and Keyomi. The Escape had been successful and they were all able to evacuate the area... but not without each of them recieinvg a tracker of some sort.