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Post by lucky5 on Jan 18, 2011 20:31:44 GMT -5
Sergei Vladimir had just recently entered one of his minor hideouts. He had been dropped off here by one of the helicopters he used to get to Gotham. It was located underground about thirty miles from Gotham.
The base itself was nothing special, having only 2 bunkers big enough to fit 20 men together, a small laboratory, some holding cells for experiments, and living quarters for about 5 researchers. There was also a small office prepared for him that acted as a monitor room.
The cameras located throughout the base were hooked up to the monitors along with the wireless ones attached to the T-003's located in Gotham.
Sergei had just been prepared to watch the magnificent battle that was about to take place in Gotham. When he suddenly heard a scream from one of his soldiers that was stationed at the entrance over the radios.
"...Your orders sir?" asked the current lead officer of the troops stationed here.
"All UBCS members report to the entrance, find the intruder... and shoot on site. As for the other residents... continue your research." Sergei said.
"Yes, Sir!" They chorused.
There really was no need to worry. If thing got out of hand he always had Ivan.
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Post by talbain on Jan 19, 2011 0:31:55 GMT -5
The feral warrior known as Jon Talbain walked the outskirts of Gotham, past Slaughter Swamp and now into the backwoods hillbilly country. Perfect place to hide a bunker, right? Word is some Ruskie with an attitude is working for Umbrella. Those Russians always did put up a good fight, may as well check out a good fight and do a good deed or two by wiping out some more employees of that wretched company. Jon often found to do good deeds made him feel that much better about himself, he had horrid thoughts about things he's done in the past. Such as murdering an innocent old lady, grandmother to a Bulleta Hood, his rival who has been on contract from Umbrella in the past, a natural hunter for the supernatural and occult. Jon being the former, his werewolf mutation was a true curse. He'd since metamorphed into his canine form due to it being fairly late at night. Jon snuck past a small gate, accidentally alerting a guard who hit a small alert button and yelled out from the sight of the wolf.
"Shit! You'll regret that you corporate scum. Jon said with a growl as he chomped his razor sharp teeth into the man's neck, shaking his head while he gripped onto it much like a dog would to kill it's prey. Jon didn't like to kill humans, but these guards were funding the most disgusting company known to man. Not so long ago they set loose B.O.W.'s all throughout the world and it had caused much destruction. As Jon ran towards the front entrance doors he saw them shut quickly while an alarm sounded. "Hey, you couldn't open up could you? I'm freezing my bollocks off out here. the feral fighter said almost with a chuckle, his voice growly and scratchy. Jon punched a bit towards the door, the steel barely denting from his superhuman strength. "I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your door down." Jon said, finally focusing all his power into one ravaging roundhouse kick into the middle of the doors, bending them inwards and giving him a way to enter.
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Post by lucky5 on Jan 19, 2011 15:39:21 GMT -5
Sergei was watching through one of the cameras positioned at the entrance. Then the man in questioned saw the intruder roundhouse kick the STEEL entrance door off its hinges. The door proceeded to go flying into two of the men stationed behind it crushing them against the wall and killing them. There was an elevator and stairs to get to the lower levels.
Just then the elevator door opened and four members of the UBCS proceeded to file out and open fire upon the intruder. The rest of the agents were taking the stairs or in the case of one man positioned at the the elevators lower level door. He was there to open fire upon anyone who came down the stairs or elevator. Unless he was radioed to stand down he would fire upon anyone who came through.
This didn't seem like it would end well for either parties...
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Post by talbain on Jan 19, 2011 19:12:23 GMT -5
Jon stepped into the building, crouched down in a defensive stance as he glared across at the armed soldiers exiting an elevator. They seemed to be armed with firearms, all pointed directly at the feral fighter. Jon thumbed his nose before charging, taking a barrage of bullets into various parts of his body. Howls and yelps emitted from his mouth as he took his nunchucks from his yellow belt. "Wahhhhtahhh! Atatatatatatata! Whaaaa!" Jon shouted while his right arm flailed with the nunchaku, swinging into the gun of one guard and knocking it from his hand. Talbain followed that with a claw to his stomach, releasing his entrails onto the ground before turning and dragonpunching a second guard, sending him into the ceiling at an alarming speed, almost liquefying him from the sheer force. Jon was in full on rage mode, he knew Umbrella were evil and he knew all the members of their attack forces were just as sick. Umbrella were some of the most evil around, that just rubbed Jon the wrong way. Without a moment's thought he turned around, colliding head on with a bullet fired towards his face. "Yoowlll! Bloody hell, that hurt. You are gonna wish you never did that you gutless wanker. Jon spoke to the remaining guard who was looking visibly scared. Jon held his hands out from his body, palms facing towards the guard as a light emitted from his hands, culminating in a fireball blasting from his palms right into the unlucky guard, frying him instantly.
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Post by lucky5 on Jan 19, 2011 20:11:04 GMT -5
Sergei watched in amazement as a wolf-like man disposed of the men that came out of the elevator and destroyed one with what appeared to be a flash of light coming from its hands. The Russian had then decided that it was time for plan B.
As the rest of the men filed up the stairs to confront the werewolf there being twelve in all. He got up from his chair and went to wall behind his desk. He pressed his hand against a certain spot on it and applied pressure making an indention appear in the wall and the master computer rise from the floor.
"Computer Code: Bravo 11" He said.
"Searching... voice recognition approved, code approved. Releasing all Experiments, Opening all doors, setting self-destruct for 30 minutes and erasing all data."
Overall Ten Zombies, 5 Cerberus, 2 Hunters and 1 Licker were released onto an unsuspecting research team killing them all. the two hunters then proceeded to kill the soldier posted at the bottom and make their way upstairs where they knew there would be prey, the Licker and Cerberus not far behind. While the zombies continued feasting on the Researchers or stumbling about.
"Excellent. Ivan come we are leaving" He said collecting come files of his desk and putting them into a briefcase, along with turning off the monitors and drawing his Red9.
He then headed for the back entrance hoping the wolf-man would be stalled long enough for him to escape.
As much as he would love a good battle he could not risk it without learning more about this powerful opponent.
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Post by talbain on Jan 19, 2011 21:27:44 GMT -5
Jon clicked his neck after he utterly destroyed every guard in his way. Something was odd, he smelled the undead stench. Hmm, he had no real sense of the undead here before. Although, these things Umbrella unleashed weren't exactly dead, they had heartbeats but were basically rotting dessicated corpses. Unlike Lord Raptor, the zombie Jon constantly comes face to face with during random fights. However, there was something else Jon could sense, the aura of a fighter. It moved throughout the building, possibly to make an escape route somewhere. Jon leapt up, following the scent trail and able to sneak past a few guards until he came face to face with the real squad, 12 men. "Might be a challenge. Jon said as he thumbed his nose in true martial arts style, getting ready for what might be a good fight. Jon swung a roundhouse into one man's head, caving it in easily before he could get a shot off with his rifle. The others watched in fear and astonishment as they dropped their firearms. Jon shook his head and chuckled, allowing them to run backwards. However, it was in vain. They ran smack dab into the now released B.O.W.'s. Dispatched within seconds, they fell prey to the marauding monsters.
"Bon appetite, lads. I have someone to find." Jon said in his usual snide manner, running on all fours towards the scent and away from the monsters, of course they'd catch up eventually but for now it's best to avoid them and go for who he came for. Jon's eyes widened, catching a glimpse of the big man with white hair. Jon had a feeling this was the mark he was looking for, he was the most distinct looking of all the men in the building and had the distinct scent of a fighter.
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Post by lucky5 on Jan 19, 2011 21:52:17 GMT -5
Sergei sensed a presence behind him and turned around.
"Well if it isn't the mysterious martial artist. What brings you to my humble abode?" He said pointing his Red9 at the werewolf that had stopped his plan to monitor Gotham.
"Mmm you have the look of a soldier... no something more, I'd even say a fighter."
"Well then you must understand how it must feel while fighting a battle and how good it feels after surviving that battle." Sergei then put his gun in its holster and motioned for Ivan to attack.
"I may not be able to provide that battle myself at the moment, but I'm sure Ivan here can oblige. If you survive, I'm sure we will have another chance to fight one day"
"Just a fare warning though the other BOWs are right behind you and this base will self destruct in 20 minutes." he said then turned to Ivan.
"Ivan finish him and get out of the blast radius, I will pick you up within time my brother..."
Vladimir then went up the stairs behind him to get to the helicopter he had called as Ivan charged.
Yes things weren't looking good,... but for who?
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Post by talbain on Jan 19, 2011 22:17:49 GMT -5
Jon was face to face with this scumbag now, he was so close he could just tell he was going to finally kill the Russian psycho who was the cause of many problems around Gotham and possibly other parts of the world. Sure, Jon's killed his fair share of people but they all did something horribly wrong to deserve it. This guy has destroyed lives for no real reason but research and that rubbed Jon the wrong way. However, something was happening. He was fleeing to get away from the skirmish and sending in that hulking great thing in the white coat. Jon remained silent as this smug Russian spoke to him telling of how he's set the place to destruct. Just great, now Jon's trapped in this place with a spooky alien looking bastard and a ton of undead.
"Let's get you back to Roswell. I think they're missing you back in area 51." Jon said snidely, extending his yellow claws and charging straight towards the monster. This may not end too well, but at the very least he'd know he's stopped the research in Gotham for now. Jon knew he was salting the earth for Umbrella there. With a deafening howl he pounced forward for the white clad mutant, snarling with his yellow fangs exposed. Jon often used his teeth and claws during a fight, happy to simply rip out the throat of the enemy with them. This guy might put up a bit more of a fight though, he was simply massive and looked insanely strong.
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Post by lucky5 on Jan 20, 2011 17:34:43 GMT -5
As Sergei got on the helicopter waiting for him outside and headed to his main base of operations. The man couldn't help, but mourn his brother Ivan, knowing that the Tyrant would not make it out alive.
Meanwhile with Ivan and Jon...
The Ivan charged at Jon full speed giving a punch aimed straight at his abdomen. While at the same time the B.O.W.s poured into the room and attacked both the Werewolf and Ivan.
It didn't seem good for either side...
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Post by talbain on Jan 23, 2011 14:24:52 GMT -5
Talbain thumbed his nose as he prepared for the full brunt of the punch the Tyrant was throwing towards him with tremendous power. Jon's body took the punch but just barely, shrieking out a yelp he stood to his feet. Jon glared towards the huge brute as he prepared for a counter attack, he swung out his clawed roundhouse kick. Jon's kicks were deadly, they used the full force of his strong back legs with his claws jutting straight out. His whole body was like a deadly weapon, he could inflict serious damage to anybody in his way, destroying the opposition like a force of nature.
"I think your friends are hungry, guv'na." Jon said flipping backwards to dodge the B.O.W's coming up behind him and using his claws to cling himself to a nearby wall, slightly out of reach of them. Jon often used his cunning and trickery to evade attacks rather than going all out on the offensive.
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Post by lucky5 on Jan 23, 2011 14:47:28 GMT -5
The Ivan punched the intruder his master had told him to deal with to no avail. He was then sent flying back by a powerful roundhouse kick. As Ivan bashed against the wall a swarm of BOWs attacked him while he was down. With only four minutes left and counting till the base was destroyed in a blast of fire.Ivan tried to get up but was swiftly taken down by a hunter.
The BOWs in question were hungry and simply taking down what they viewed to be the weaker target...
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