Wild Star

[Nei3rd]

This fanfic is non-participant. If you've got any questions, feel free to pm me. Und nooowwww...

WILD STAR

It has been 30 years since the death of Olga Flow. Man, machine, and Newman have began an age of discovery on they're new home Ragol. But this age has it's dark periods. This is the tale of such young adventurers. Our first tale is how 4 such adventurers met, and how they met.

Story 1: Midnight Rider.

It was a cold November night. Snow was falling gently to the ground below. Covering the grass and the concrete like a white cotton blanket. Inside a small ranch house two young teens are bickering. These are not your average run of the mill teenagers though. They are both children of Isaiah Bartholemew and Nei-3. Two of the heroes who stopped the Brotherhood of the Dark Hand from ressurecting a greater force than Dark Falz. After such a hectic journey they settled down and had a half human, half newman girl named Maria. A few years later they had a boy they called Opie or "Chico" as Isaiah's father would call him.

Opie, a 13 year old NU-man is 5'3 with short dark purple hair that is slicked back with a few bangs that cover a bit of his forehead. His ears perk up a little but nothing that stands out. His eyes are hazel with olive skin. His sister stands about 5'8 and is 17 years old with fire red hair that is done up in two pony tails.

"Calm down, Marie." Opie said while munching on some marshmellows. "Isn't it at you friend Marcy's place? I mean you said it a few days ago that you were mean-" Opie was cut off by a make-up box to the head thrown by his sister. Maria turned around and gave him a mean look. "Hey I got a present for you." Maria stated as she put her hand in her back pocket. Opie gave her a confused look but then turned to anger as Maria quickly pulled out her hand from her back pocket and gave him the finger.

"Screw you too!! ASS!!! Last time I helped you!!"
"Help? You didn't do shit! You can take your marshmellows and shove it!!"
"Bite me!"
"EAT IT!!"
"No thanks," Opie said "I'm not in the mood for tuna.". Maria got mad at Opie's little comment but before she could stomp on his head her door burst open and a figure that was a bit smaller than Opie shoved a piece of paper that read "WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE: Jack Boston. Reward: 5,000,000 meseta.". It had the picture of a man with a raggy goatee and a mullet plastered in the middle. "Hi mom! Great timing!" Opie said to the purple haired woman. "Yea? Well me and your father were gonna go out and catch us our monthly paycheck. Wanna come? I hear that your getting good with that partisan your grandpa gave you." Opie's mom said rather excitedly.

Maria just groaned. The first time she went on a bounty hunt with her parents it ended up with her nearly gettin shot with 5 Guilty Light blasts. She didn't know how her brother could do it and she didn't care. "Nei?" a rugged voice came from the background. "Nei honey? You ready? This guy ain't gonna catch himself!". Nei put the sheet of paper down and asked if Opie was ready. "You bet! Lemme get changed!" Opie said ecstatically. Opie rushed into his room and changed out of his wool shirt and pajama bottoms into his "Clothes of Whomp Ass" (which were a pair of dark brown boots, white cargo pants, a tight grey zip-up sleeveless shirt, and a short sleeved black jacket with a yellow hood). Grabbing his Partisan he quickly ran out of his room.

Waiting by the front door was his parents playfully joking about each other's clothes.
"Hey sweetie, why are you wearing that business suit?" said the older man."I thought you hated dresses?". Nei just laughed and said "Well I do have to look professional for my job! Besides this navy blue color makes me feel all...cool. I thought you got rid of that beat up old bomber jacket Isaiah!".
"Hehehehe nope! I'm gonna wear till I die!" Isaiah said smugly. Isaiah then paused for a moment. "Hey hun where's Chic...o...there you are!" Isaiah said as he noticed Opie standing right by the door.

"Ready to bring deep hurting to some mullety freak?"
"You bet old timer! Let's bring on the noise, let's bring on the pain!! W00T!!!"
"Hey whatch it I ain't that old..."

[RubyEclipse]

Interesting fic! I like the emotion you give to your characters! n.n

[Nei3rd]

Thank's honey. Tomorrow I should Chapter 2: Into the Rabbit's Hole Up, or maybe sooner.

[Nei3rd]

Chapter 2: In the Rabbit's Hole...

11:53 PM
Sunrise Ave. New Malle City

As the snow falls into the darkened and cold streets a silver sports car pulls into a drive way. Three doors open up and Nei, Isaiah, and Opie calmly get out. Well not calmly for Opie as he slips on a sheet of ice and falls, and collapses on his side.
"Fuck! OW! SHIT! ASS! ASS!!!" Opie yelled and he rubbed his butt. Nei couldn't help but to laugh, all seriousness and bad-assity just went straight out the door.

"Shut up! Stop laughing mom!! It's not funny! The pain...in my ass...the pain is numbing my ass!! I don't think I can sit down anymore...not even on a toilet!!"
"Goo...Good lord I can'..I...can't stop! Oh god...so..so sorry!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
"Sooo mean..."
"Okay enough you two." Isaiah said chuckling in between words. "We got work to do. Here Chico, lemme help you up.". Pulling his son up by the hand he checked his watch. "Alright...it's nearly 12. The store should be closing. Hopefully there will be no innocents around.". Isaiah didn't like it when innocent bystanders where around his "work station" as he was a firm believer of not killing someone unless it was absolutely necesarry. He taught his son this and stressed it when they were out together bounty hunting.

Walking down the half snow covered sidewalk to Murphy's Shop they where stopped by two men. The man on the left was a newman with long elvy ears that stuck out to the sides, the other was a tall pale faced man with a long scar down his face. "Hey we're inna dilemma here-" before they could finish Opie piped up and said "You think you're inna dilemma? I just fell on my hinder and I think I broke a butt bone or sumthing!". Nei snickered at the comment and tried hard not to burst out laughing from her son's whining. The two men looked at each other and grinned. "Tough luck kid." the short newman said. "But the dilemma we're talking about is your parent's wallets. If they don't Ha-AAAAAAAAGH!!!!" the newman's threat was cut short to Nei's savage kick to his family jewels. "Jesus! Harry! HARRY! You ok bro?? What the hell? Thats it I'm gonna g-UURRRGHKLLLEEE!!!" Opie shoved the hilt of his partisan into the taller man's neck, dropping him to the ground. When the two supposed muggers where on the ground writhing in pain Opie and Nei faced each other with big toothy smiles on they're faces and gave each other the love and peace sign.

11:59 PM
Murphy's Store

Jack Boston was in a small room counting up a large pile of meseta to himself. "550,050...550,100..550,1..45? What the fuck man? Jesus Christ. Mental note to self...teach little J a leason in stealing." Boston said to himself. Shoving the rest of the meseta in a large suitcase he heard a strange noise. It sounded like a a dying animal gurgle. "Yo...George...is that you? Hello?". Jack picked up his .38 from his desk drawer and loaded it up. Carefully walking up to the door he peaked out the door window. There he saw Opie stepping on George's head. "Shit! Bounty hunters!" Jack said holding the .38 near his face. Bracing himself for a gunfight he took a deep breath and shoved open the door, firing wildly at Nei. "Whoa..huh?" Nei said looking around.

In hail of gun shots, 5 managed to hit her. Falling down to the ground with a thump both Opie and
Isaiah looked at her body with blank expresions. Jack didn't know what they were doin but decided to use this opportunity to run. "Dagh!! He's runnin away!" Opie said hopping over the counter and running after Jack. The chase soon became a matter of how many bullets Opie can dodge and how many thugs he can bat out of the way. Adrenaline was pumping through his veins and he knew this all too well. Whenever this happened to him time seemed to slow down while his hits seemed to pack more of a punch. Soon Opie came to a ware-house like area. The bottom floor had a telepipe by a bunch of boxes. Jumping over the railing and landing on the boxes Opie got back up as quick as he could. "Alright you 80's reject, you can run, have your thugs get in my face, but you can't hide!" and with those words he jumped into the telepipe. Across the room Jack was running towards the pipe, wondering if he lost the kid. "I hope to god that Elton is at the bar. I hope this leads TO the bar!".

When the light dissipated Opie found himself inside a bathroom stall. Bursting the door open with a kick Opie found that an older man was having his way with a drunk newman. Shaking off the moment he quickly gave the man a "hello" nod and quickly resumed his persuit, not knowing that Jack was right behind him.

[Nei3rd]

In a New York Minute

"Ate enough floor yet honey?" Isaiah said sarcastically. Nei slowly got up up for the floor, wincing in pain. "It woulda been a good idea to put on some armor...I got too cocky...again!" she said removing the lead balls from her chest. "Ugh! The bastard ruined my fav shirt...and blouse! I'm sooooo gonna get Mr. T on him!" Nei said, gritting her teeth. "I hope Opie is all right. I think we should get our asses in gear and follow him." Isaiah said walking towards the door, Gae Bolg in hand. Nei shrugged off the pain and walked towards him, reminding him that he shoulda went after the man as well. "Hold on honey I got something in my pocket. Lemme-" Nei was interrupted by Isaiah sticking his middle finger in front of her face. "Is this it? You gave this to me a few times before." he said grinning wide. "Thats it! No sex for you!" Nei screamed.

Opie looked around his surroundings. He was inside a bar, a really seedy bar. Crazy techno was laring the background of this huge place. It kinda looked like the main room of a palace...only alot more darker. Like something out of those freaky gothic novels with demons and Cthulu...and stuff like that. "Eeee. Weirdo place. Alright where is this guy? I wanna nab him and get out of Freaks-ville!" Opie said to himself, looking around. Turning around he noticed a room with larg glass windows. Standing inside looking out was a tall man in a gre bussiness Armani suit. His skin was dark and he had long blonde hair in a pony tail. Just by looking at him Opie knew that the man must be the owner, and the resident big criminal man. After breaking glances he noticed someone run out of the men's bathroom. It was Jack! "Your not gettin away this time you mullet haired bastard! I'll show you what you gettin for shootin my mom!!" Opie screamed while materializing his partisan . Opie jumped up and used people's heads as stepping stones. It was much faster than just plowing right through them anyways. The blonde haired man looked at Jack and then looked at Opie making his way towards him. He then turned around and shouted orders to a large black male android and smaller black and dark orange female ninja.


"STEEEERIIIKEE! YEA!!!" Opie yelled swinging his partisan down with full force, cleaving a table and leaving a large cut in the wall. Jack stopped and felt something out of place. He reached behind his head and noticed that most of his hair was missing. Jack looked at the ground and saw his black hair lying there. "M-m-my hair!" Jack whined. Opie gave off an evil grin and said "It's about time. You look a bit more pleasing to the eye now. The 80's are over...and so are you!". With that he jabbed his weapon at Jack, cutting off his left ear. Letting out scream of pain he began to run again. Before Opie could start after him a female voice told him to stop. Turning around he saw the two androids. "Look," Opie said, "this guy is mine. Not yours mine! M-I-N-E! Get it?". The bigger android walked up to him and with a menacing look told him "You better run home boy, before you get hurt.". "Wait," the ninja piped up "he looks strong. Maybe he can proved some...entertainment for us." she said with an odd tone of excitement. The larger android let off a small chuckle and turned to Opie once again. "This is your un-lucky day child." the taller android said materializing his twin Assaults.

"HOLY CRAP!!! HONEY! HONEY LOOK!!" Nei screamed.
Isaiah came running to the room Nei was in and saw the large breifcase of money. "It's probably blood money. I don't know i-"
"I say we take it!"
"But I-"
"Oh stop. This put Opie and Maria through college. With the rest we can have an early retirement. You know how much I hate working at Shell corp! Working inside that damn cubicle all day. BLAGH!"
"Fine."
"Yay! I think someone is gonna get some lovin after all of this!". Isaiah only shook his head in disbelief. Nei could get a bit greedy, well more like really greedy. "Are we done here? We gotta find Chico." Isaiah reminded Nei. Nei nodded in agreement and follwed the trail of wounded bodies. "He's gotten good." Isaiah thought to himself. "Maybe then I can give this job up and maybe pass on my GB.". They came to a ware-house storage area. "Man, this is gonna get tough." Nei said looking around. "Well enough jibba-jabba. Let's start looking".

"Sacred Earth rises from the ground!" Opie yelled, stabbing the floor with his weapon. A chunk of the ground shot up and slammed into the ninja android making her reel back. "Shiro! You ok?" The taller android said. "I'm fine Darshu. No problem.". Already 20 seconds into the fight nearly 25 people have been killed due to the android's feirce attacks. Opie was getting pissed and took out all of the stops. He had two things too accomplish. One, get rid of these two androids and two, make sure no one else gets killed. Shiro lept up, and doing a somersault in the air threw two knives at Opie nearly hitting him. Darshu kept firing his Assaults. "Give up!" Darshu said "This will only get ugly.". "It's already ugly. You careless fuck! Winds of Rage!" Opie begand twirling his partisan over his head summoning a whirlwind blowing back the two androids. "Crap, what the...heh, shoulda known. You use tech charged attacks? How unique." Shiro said. Picking himself up Darshu looked at Shiro and gave her a nod. Shiro did the same, knowing that if this kept up they would both die. "Let us finish this Shiro!" Darshu said aloud. "Yes." Opie said "Let us." Opie calmed himself, closed his eyes and went into his battle stance. The two androids rushed toward Opie hoping to end this battle. "Aku," Opie murmured and bith a blinding speedran behind Shiro and cleaved her in half vertically. "Saku," he said little louder running behind Darshu, cleaving him diagnally in half. "ZAN!" Opie gave off a powerful strike tow the both of them. Both of the android's bodies slammed into each other lifelessly and broke apart. Sparks flew and they both exploded.

"J-J-JESUS CHRIST!!!" Jack screamed. "E-E-Elton! Did you see that?" Jack began to panic. "My dear brother. What time is it?" Elton said calmly. Jack fumbled around his pockets and pulled up his watch. "Its 12:22. Why?" Jack questioned. "All that," Elton chuckled "In just one minute. Fascinating!". "N-no way! You got to be shittin me! That little twerp? In one minute!?" Jack was about to have anervous breakdown. He's never seen anybody with that kind of power. "This kid isn't human! Not even a Newman! He must be some sort of devil!" Jack thought to himself. Opie stared at Jack menacingly. This was it. 20 innocent lives taken and they're killers dead. Opies bounty was now a quivering pile. This was the coup de grace. All of this happened in a New York Minute.

[Nei3rd]

Toward the Island of Hope

1:30 AM
December 3rd
Downtown New Mallet City

A few days has passed since the fight at that club. The police has now branded Opie Bartholemew as the one who caused the destruction and the 20+ deaths of innocent bystanders. Now framed for crimes he did not commit, is on the run. Scared, homeless, and confused. He decides to go back to the place where it all started. Opie shrugs off the cold and goes to Murphy's. Maybe there he'll find a clue to where he can find Elton and Jack Boston.

Opie quitely opened the door to the shop and quietly snuck around. "Huh...seems like mom and dad took care of the alarm." he said with a small smile. He missed his parents and even though he hated to admit it to himself he missed his sister as well. Opie peeked into various dressers and drawers finding nothing of interest except for porno mags and old guns. "Huh, nothing of interest here." Opie said to himself. There was only thing left to do and that was sit down and think. Sitting down on a wooden chair he began to think of any place that could have any hints as to where Jack could be. Each passing minute Opie leaned back on the chair until finally he feel backward, hitting his head on the wall. "Urrrrgh!!! Dammit!". As if the wall didn't hurt him much a picture of the city harbor fell on his forehead putting him in deep hurting. "AGGGH!! What the hell? Honestly!" Opie said aloud. Getting up from the cold floor he noticed a safe inside a wall, with the door nearly open. "Hullo! What do we have here? Crap..crap...crap...cra-ooooh!". Nearly throwing out a scan of a beach side mansion Opie looked at it with wonder. "Boston Estate Manor. 2-46 Elis Str. Gal Da Val Island." Opie read aloud. "Hohohohoho! My revenge will come quicker than expected Boston! Meh? Whats this?". Flipping over the scan Opie saw a not on the back.

Dear brother,
Don't be afraid to come on over. We just got the best body-guards money could buy. So if your ever in trouble from the mob or police just come on by. Oh, and tell that sweet newman Juliette I said "Hi". She's a very sweet girl. A good addition to our "collection". Taa-taa!
Your favorite brother,
Elton


[i]

"Oddball." Opie thought to himself. Pocketing the photo in his coat pocket he set out once again into the night. This time his path was laid before him. Walking in the dark streets with caution and an alert eye from the police he made his way towards Gal Da Val island. Which was a 2 day drive from where he was. It would probably be more since his only transportation is by foot. Yet he did not care. He'll hitch hike his way there if he has too. Hell may hath no fury like a woman's scorn, but it sure doesn't burn brighter than one man's determination for justice.

[Nei3rd]

Wild Star

Edgar Templetonne the 2nd. Son of Edgar Tivrusky Templetonne the 1st and president of Templetonne & Eddy Research. A company that researches photons and old weaponry as well as various medicines. Edgar Templetonne the second isn't just your average rich boy. He wanted to make a name for himself. Swooned by tales of hunters of old journying down into the wild yonder of Ragol. Seeking out adventure and riches. When Edgar was 14 he trained as a force. Training each day he became very good with various techniques. But thats not all he did. He went to school and did normal teenage activities.

A few years later Ed finally enlisted in the Hunter's Guild. But things we not as fun as previously indicated. Taking up small, low paying quests such as working for greedy and paranoid landlords, rescuing small kittens out of broken down dens, and most embarrisingly of all: acting as a spy for rich wives making sure they're husbands don't cheat on them with the cute 19 year old secretary. Yet on Edgar's 25 birthday that would all change. His father told him of a small job that the police department of New Angeles city had brought out. The job was this: Help the NAPD find and capture a serial murderer that went by the name of "Jesus". Witnesses state that it is a man clad in white and gold robes that walks barefoot. His face is concealed by a white hood. Whenever his around he seems to kill those he deems "sinful" or "corrupted". Taking this chance to make a reputation for himself he quickly takes up the job.

Chapter One: Edgar, McClain. McClain, Edgar.

It was 3:00 in the afternoon when the taxi pulled up to the 17th precinct of New Angeles Police department. Edgar quickly got out and handed the driver 100 meseta. "Keep the change my friend!" Edgar said happily. "And good luck with the new kid!". Waving goodbye to his ride he turned around and looked up at the building. It was a large building with 5 floors. Wide windows on each floor seemed to let you look in quite well. Some of the blinds were down yet some were up. Allowing the sunny December day to peek in. It was a bit chilly today (at least 50 degrees. NA is a coastal city.) But some of the people where wearing short sleeved shirts or had they're dress shirts rolled up. Smoothing out his yellow and black force garb and straightening out his black and green headband, Edgar walked up to the small fountain that was in the lobby of the first floor building. Looking in he used the water to fix up his spiky brown/red hair. Satsified with his looks he took the elevator the the 4th floor to meet the cheif.

At the fourth floor Ed took a good look at his surroundings. The hustle and bustle of the office areas was like that of his father's place. Many people running around with files and the such. Reaching the Cheif's office he took a deep breath and posed himself, trying to look as professional as possible. "Cheif Radigan?" Edgar said peeking his head in the room through the door. "Uh, I'm h-here for the..the thing..er I mean jaerb, I mean jorb..."Edgar stuttered. The cheif only chuckled at Ed's wonderful pronounciation of "job" and motioned for him to sit down. Cheif Radigan was a longtime freind of Edgars father. He was a slightly chubby man with white hair. His eyes where blue, kinda like a pool. He had a deep tan which was what most of the residents of NA had. "Si' down Ed. Coffee? Whiskey? You look nervous. Calm down eh?" Radigan said in his gruffy voice. Edgar quickly sat down in a comfy brown chair that faced towards the desk. Radigan began flipping through his drawers and took out a mid-sized file. "Of course you heard the details from your dad right? About our lil Jesus friend? Well lucky for us he struck again. We've assigned you a partner. I hope you don't mind.". Edgar didn't mind at all. He was hoping he'd get paired up with a cute detective. But this was dashed when a grey and orange Hucast came walking in. "Edgar meet Detective John McClain. McClain, Edgar.". A grumbled hello came from John's "mouth". "Well then" Radigan said joyfully. "Shall we get started?"

[M_BlackHawk]

Looking wicked so far. Keep it up.

later

M_BlackHawk

[Nei3rd]

Destination:No-where

"Wow...I never knew this Jesus guy was a freak!" Edgar said half scared. John just walked by him without a word. "Hey John." Edgar called out. "What?" McClain said with a bored tone. "What're we gonna do now? Do we go on the beat lookin for some leads?". McClain just looked at him for a while and went back to his desk. Grasping his head as if he had his own version of an android migrane. Already it seemed as if John wasn't going to like his new partner. Yet he had good reason. He's already been through this. A few months ago a hunter had helped to take out Jesus. Yet he was killed bye one of his followers. His last words was to take his red Sato mag and to kill this false messiah.

Just as Edgar was about to ask if he was alright a loud explosion broke the usual work noise. "Holy Shit!" one of the detectives screamed. "Hey that exploision was by 54th!" another screamed. Edgar looked at John as if to ask if he wanted to investigate. John nodded his head in reply and they both ran out of the building, jumping into the nearest cop car. A few minutes later after some weaving in and out of traffic they got to the scene. Buildings burned and in the middle of the carnage was black figure in front of the flames. Cop cars and the police along with some of the SWAT team surrounded the figure. Upon close inspection it was a tall pale girl all dressed in black with black spiky hair. "Ugh,she couldn't have caused this could she?" John murmered. Edgar surveyed the damage. This wasn't just any typical bomb, this girl must have had a few others with her to cause this much damage. "It's not a bomb." Edgar said. A nearby officer looked at him and asked him what it might have been then. "If you look closely, there are several impact craters. Wide craters. Whoever did this must be using some potent Rafoie techs." Edgar deduced.

Just then the girl in black gave out an evil grin , stuck out her tongue and flipped the police off. She turned around and ran into the burning building. "Crap!" John said. "That freak is gettin away!!". Edgar and john quickly gave chase running right after her. The building was a blazing inferno. But Edgar seemed to keep good pace with the fugitive, yet McClain seemed to be lagging. "C'mon McClain! Wheres that android speed I've heard so much about?" Edgar chastised. "Screw you human! Least I know where she's going!" John retorted. The girl only laughed at John and Edgar's bickering. Racing and dodging falling debris they came out to the other side of the building. Suddenly the girl stopped. In front of her where a small group of cops and a few onlookers along with reporters checking this new standoff. "FREEZE!" John and Edgar screamed at the girl. Taking out his autogun and pointing it towards her he began to creep up behind her. "Put your hands behind your head and drop to the ground." McClain commanded ready to cuff the girl. The next thing he knew was that he was flung back from a kick to the abdomen. "Christ!!! You ok? Holy shit she's strong!" Edgar exclamed looking at the girl in black surprisingly. "Hmmph, Stronger than you lamb." the girl said coyly. She turned her attention towards the officers pointing they're guns at her. "Protectors of those who have turned against god's home. Ye shall feel his anger and hate! RAFOIE!". Just then the area in which the police stood now became a dome of fire and screams of pain. The onlookers screamed in horror as they saw what happened to the police. "Bitch!" Edgar screamed aloud. "If you want to blow something up, blow me up! I dare you! C'mon you tough shit do it! If I survive I'm so gonna tear you apart!!" . The girl only laughed and ran towards the whole but before jumping in she turned towards Edgar and said "Tempting buuuut...you'll have to catch me first!". With a laugh she jumped down into the hole. This of course mad Edgar angry. Looking back at his partner and the destruction he jumped into the hole after the girl.

Running down several miles down the sewer he finally stopped when he heard the girls voice. It seemed she was talking to someone. When he looked around the corner she saw her standing next to the man in white. Finally the man began to speak.
"My child, you have done well. Yet, you have taken a few innocent lives.". The girl's face soon became stricken with horror. "I'm sorry my lord. I didn't know what to do! I'm sorry, please...please forgive me!" she said nearly crying. The man only smiled and told her that all would be forgiven. Her face seemed to brighten up with happyness. "But," he said, "with action comes consequences. But do not worry. I still love you." with those words he lifted up his cloak and from behind him a del-biter walked in front of him. "Do not worry, it shall be quick and ye shall spend eternity in the bliss of heaven.". The girl stepped back and tried to run but the del-biter ran forward and gored her with it's horn and slmming her against the wall. "Holy crap!" Edgar whispered to himself whatching this cruel display of "love". The del-biter walked back a few steps and shook the girl's lifeless body of it's horn. The man in white turned towards Edgar's direction.

"User of the unholy arts. Come forth. Face me." he commanded. Edgar gulped and regained his confidence. Walking from behind the corner he came face to face with the man known as "Jesus". "Heh," Edgar said "Don't look like the Jesus I know. Sure as hell don't act like it either. I mean who sics a del-biter on one of his own followers. Maybe they should just call you Lucifer or I don't know fucktard?". Jesus only gave a small laugh. "Dost thou dare to standeth up to thy grace? Dost thou mock my power? Foolish lamb. Ye shall face the might of god's wrath! MICHEAL! Rend this knave's body into the ground!" with that he dissapeared in a flash of light. "Urg! Bastard ran away." turning to the del-biter he backed away. "Looks like it's just you and me huh? Well I guess we should get started." Edgar said drawing his MAHU. "LET'S GO!"

[Sharkyland]

[Stamps this fanfiction on the next to read list.]

Too many good people writing fanfiction... not enough time in the world to stay awake. At least I'm happy that I don't have to start my car and drive out to the library to check these out then come back to read it. http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/anime2.gif

[AUTO_]

Looking awesome so far Nei3rd! Keep posting new chapters, your story is very interesting...

[Sharkyland]

Interesting and odd, I must say, but alas everyone has their own style.

[Nei3rd]

My So Called Cultist

"Here's some card in your eye freak!" Edgar screamed slamming three MAHU cards in the del-biter's single glowing eye. The creature realed back and let out a yelp of pain. Shaking off the pain it tried to smack Edgar with it's left front "paw" but it was easily dodged by Ed's youthful dexterity. Running circles around the beast trying to get a good spot to shoot off a round of Grants only ended up in angering the del-biter. Charging up it's electric attack Edgar thought that this would be a good time to negate it bye using that Grants technique. But before the pillar of light could finally hit it, Ed got smashed by the electric attack and getting knocked back. "Dammit! Stupid ass thing! Gotta get away and cast a resta. That bastard is soooooo gonna get it!!" Edgar murmured to himself under his breath. Casting another grants on the beast he got up and ran to a safe distance. When the final beam came down he used a resta tech on himself.

Meanwhile back on the surface, ambulance and extra police officers surrounded the area where McClain and Edgar got seperated. Still lying on the concrete road McClain thought to himself. "I got my ass kicked by a girl. Not just any girl. Some daffy punk human girl. I'm gettin to old for this. I can't wait till I retire. I don't wanna wait another 5 years. I hate being a detective. I also hate that damn rookie punk. Shitty rookie hunter. He's too damn green for this. He's gonna get me killed. Augh. Where's help when you need it? C'mon McClain get up. Oh wait..here's the damn medic. About fuckin time. God I'm so damned pissed. If that bastard comes outta that hole I'm gonna strangle him. Then put him inna headlock and smash his face in. Loser kid.". After being treated and resting inside the ambulance vehicle a young newman officer came up to McClain. "What the hell happened here? Where's that force you were with?" the newman asked. "Well that shit faced goon went into that big hole over younder" McClain said pointing to the big hole in the street leading to the sewer. "To answer your other question, some daffy goth broad blew up some of our fellow officers.". Leaving out the fact that he got punted across the street he just sat there feeling extra grumpy. His brooding was cut short when an officer reported that he heard some fighting down the street. "It seems like it's coming from down into the sewers. Sounds like...a weird grumbling noise and...girly screams?". Figuring that Edgar must be fighting that weird broad he quickly got up and started down the street, thinking about his revenge on the girl.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH! Getawayfrommestupidweirdodogthing!" Edgar screamed in a girly fashion being chased and shot at by the del-biter. "Fine! You want some up close and personal pain? Well my friend, this doctor is ready to prescibe a dose of 50cc's worth of red photonic PAIN!". Pulling out his Kaladbolg and swinging it around in a threatining manner, Edgar just remembered what one of the veteran hunters told him about melee combat against one of these things. That sound advice was to never hit it head on but apprently that advice was being ignored right now. A stand-off between the two seemed like forever. The del-biter getting ready to charge and Edgar taking on a stance that he's seen in one of those samurai movies. The stand-off was broken when the del-biter charged forward. Edgar ran towards the biter at full speed, when he got close he inched to the side and lept forward. With everything he got he swung his saber and cut open a big gash on the beast's side. But with the grace of a thrown dead cat he tripped and fell on the mossy concrete with an audible "whump". "Oww, my freaking nose." Edgar whined. He looked back and saw the Del-biter limping about with a huge cut on the side and purple blood leaking out the side. He thought for a moment. "SHould I use a resta and waste one of my hard earned monofluids or should I take the chance and kill it now?". When the beast finally regained some of it's strenght back he decided not to take any chances and cast resta on himself and then unwillingly used a monofluid. Taking a deep breath, Edgar picked himself off the floor and regained his stance. Charging forward to deliver the final blow he slipped on one of the moss patches growing from the floor. "Dammit!" he screamed hitting the floor again. The del-biter then took this ample oportunity to crush it's opponent. Getting up on it's hind legs and raising it's "paw" it struck downwards with everything it had. But it's desire was cut short, halfway down it was impaled by Edgar's saber. The del-biter's paw went limp...along with the rest of it's body. The last thing it heard was several footsteps sloshing through the sewer waters and seeing Edgar's pale face cringing and closed eyes holding onto the saber. Throwing the now dead beast to the side Edgar sat up, trembling. "I got it..." Edgar said softly. "I killed the beast! HUZZAH! And now...I shall do my victory dance!". Edgar jumped to his feet and did an Irish Jig. Laughing happily about his victory. When the police came to the scene Edgar stopped. He then gave out the peace sign and proudly said "V is for victory suckas!". Edgar then slumped to the ground and passed out from exhaustion.

The next day Edgar awoke lying in a hospital bed. Looking up he saw a nurse holding some ice cream. "Hello nurse!" he exclamed proudly. "Pray tell, am in heaven? Cuz you sure an angel!". The nurse blushed and giggled but Ed's happyness was cut short when he heard an all to familiar voice. "Morning Edgar. How'd you sleep?" McClain said with hardly any emotion. "Oh god!" Edgar whined. Looking to his left he saw McClain reclining up against the wall with his arm's folded. "Good morning buzzkill." Edgar said waving his hand hello. "We just got a hold of that girl's diary. I think we got a lead on where we think this Jesus guy hangs out." McClain said with a hint of happyness in his voice. "I'm doing fine. Thank you very much." Edgar said while eating his ice cream. Shaking his head, McClain began to tell Edgar about the cult that the girl was in. The cult's name was "The order of the Divine Path". A group of fanatics that try to make they're own little judgement day. He also began to tell them that this Jesus guy may not be all that he seems. With the massive power that he holds he could be able to wipe out the city if he were to tap into themajority of his power. "So we gotta bring him down before he does it right?" Edgar said, licking the plastic spoon. "Exactly. We gotta find him, and neutralize him." McClain added. "But..." McClain began "We're not so sure about the location. I mean what if it's a trap?". "Easy peasy!" Edgar said "In order to find a psycho, we must be the psycho.". McClain only looked at him as if he had two heads. "You see, I was thinking that you would become one of them. I'd join you buuut, he already can sense me.". "What do you mean?" McClain said, with tension in his voice. "You came face to face with him? What did he say?". "Chill, chill." Edgar said, trying to calm McClain down. "He was blathering about how my force skillz are fake and unholy. He also said he'd smite me, blah blah blah, he's the son of god blabbity blah. So on so forth. So since he can trace me, I thought the only thing that can get close to him is you. Since you know, you haven't seen him. McClain gave this a little thought and much to his liking, had to agree with Edgar's little plan. "So how bout it?" Edgar said with a smile. McClain gave out a little huff and accepted, thus promptly making Edgar smile even more. "I still think I'm too old for this shit." McClain said starting to regret his choice of action.

[Nei3rd]

Like Paper and Fire

3 days after Edgar initiated his "glorious" plan McClain has wanted to choke Edgar to death. Mainly due to the fact that on the first day McClain was nearly torched to death by a flamethrower. Both our heroes are taking a small break inside a local bar "O'Mackey's". "At least you got a new paint-job. You look good in blue. So don't be blue. Get it? Blue? Hahahahaha! I'm so the man!" Edgar said drunkenly. "Shut up. Please? Have another beer." McClain signaled the bartender for another round. Edgar immediatly chugged the rest of his beer in order to "focus" and I say that loosely, on his fresh one. "C'mon android, cheer up! We'll bring em down! Like Hawa...Hawaii...whatever that damn island's name is 5-0. Like Miami Vice. Like Dragnet. Like Lethal WEapon. God I love that movie. You know...I swear that this is what it feels like. Whooo I am soooo drunk! Rasm ma tasm a masm blasm! Bwahahahahahaha! I sound like Bill Cosby! Oooooooouuuuh! JELLO PUDDING!!!". McClain only shook his head in pain. He swore one of his AI chips where becoming broke from sitting right next to him. Just then a human-like android walked up right next to Edgar, looking rather peeved. "Excuse me." she said in a mousy voice. "But I don't like what your calling your friend here.". Edgar only looked confused. As if he wondered what he's doing wrong.
"It's not androids you fleshy brained, drunken nimrod. It's humanoids. I outta smash you in your damn head, HUMAN!" the android girl threatened. McClain turned to the girl and stood up for his friend's defense. "Trust me. Smashing him in the head won't do no good. Thats why I get him drunk. He's just annoying, but at least he doesn't think. Which is good for all of us.". Just then Edgar wrapped his arms around the girl's waist and rest his head on her stomach. Looking up at her surprised face he blurted out "Marry me cutie humanoid lady.". The android girl's face wen't from shock to horror. Before things can get out of hand McClain grabbed Edgar by the back of his collar and dragged him out. Edgar put up little to no resistance but murmed out "No, please don't leave me cute lady! I love lou! Noooo...pudding.".

Throwing Edgar in the back of his car, McClain went back into the bar to pay for the drinks. Edgar collapsed on the seat and fell into a drunken slumber. Just as McClain was about to get his car started he got a call in from HQ. The reporter said that there is strange noises coming from an old abandoned church from 51st street. "It's not far from here. I'll go check it out before sleeping beuty wakes up." McClain said to himself. But little did he known that strange malignant forces were at work there.

[Nei3rd]

Bury Me Upon Wounded Faith

McClain drove down the street at high speeds. Thinking in his mind how he's gonna handle the smae bastards that nearly burned him to death. Driving fast and playing back the heckling laughter of the punks who blasted him with that rusty piece of crap weapon, he was wondering if he should beat them to death with his hands or should he shoot them in the face point blank. He quickly looked back at Edgar who was lying there with his eyes half open holding a Durandal. "Hey," McClain said looking back to the road. "Where'd you get that? I've never seen you with that." Edgar lifted himself from the seat, sitting up but letting his head rest on the front seat. "I just remembered. The ol' man gave it too me yesterday. Found it in his collection. Thought I might need it. Along with a Varista. Big ass gun. Damn. Feel like the Terminator." Edgar chuckled.

Twenty minutes ran by and finally the two got to they're destination. The church was surrounded by a black metal gate with sharp pointy ends. The church itself was large. Almost like a grand cathedral. It was rather old looking, the front glass windows had pictures of angels with black wings flying to the heavens. "Spooky." McClain commented. "Yea really. Now we're missing the bloody statue on a fountain." Edgar happily added. The two got out of the car walking towards the gates. With a mighty kick of his foot, Edgar smashed open the gates. "Guiness! FOR STRENGHT!" Edgar stated in a herioc tone but to only to be punished by the sudden sting of his beer induced head ache. Rushing up towards the church Edgar spotted something at the corner of his eye. When he turned to face it he started to laugh. "What? What is it now?" McClain said annoyed. "Hey you know that whole Bloody fountain? Well it seems I must have psychic powers or something. Cuz theres one over there!" Edgar pointed out. "That's great Ed. Let's go." McClain commented
"Man o man I've never seen anything like it up close. Smells but looks freaky. Cool." Edgar said admiring the statue. But while Ed and McClain where doing other things something odd happened. McClain's car began to move by itself! Sneaking up past the gates it shoned it highbeams as if to target Edgar. Going into high gear the car charged towards Edgar. But even though Edgar is still a bit drunk he quickly dove to the side and the car smashed into the statue. Yet when the car collided with the statue it let out a loud wail as it shattered to pieces. "Holy monkeys." Edgar mumbled, now waking up from his sleepy like state. "That did it. I guess thats another way to wake oneself from being drunk." He said getting up to his feet. "This whole damn place is freakin me out now. Let's go." McClain added sprinting towards the church doors. Once inside they came to a hallway. The hallways was well lit. With brick walls and a red carpeted floor. Most of the religious symbols were in gold. To signify the dedication of the owner towards whatever deity the owner worshipped. Just then they heard chanting. It sounded like two voices. One of a little girl and the other an older man. Both Ed and McClain looked at each other and nodding. Edgar went behind McClain in order to fool anyone in ther that it was just one person. McClain slowly opened the door and quikcly searched the area. It was empty save for two people. A small girl with long blonde hair wearing a black dress sitting next to an older man wearing a black preist's garb. Upon entering the room the old man started to talk. "Welcome assassin of our gaurdian. Tell me how does it feel to go up against our lord and savior? How does it feel to play a key role in destroying every human's life?". Edgar was confused but quickly relized what the old man was talking about. "Well you see. I for one don't like the fact that he sicced a freaking del-biter on one of his followers. Sure it saved me the trouble but that ain't right. Second he's a delusional freak. Third, he's just some guy thinking that since he knows a few techniques he the greatest thing since sliced bread!" Edgar told the man. "LIES! You know nothing about him. You're jealous of his power. You want it so bad that you will kill for it! I will not let you see his face again!" the old man yelled at Edgar. "Father?" the little girl said innocently. "Are you going to...". "Yes" the older man said "If I die, bury me next to this statue. This statue which I built with my own hands." with those words the little girl bowed and left the room. McClain turned to Edgar and told him that he would follow the girl. Just as he was about to get halfway through the room the old man cast a Gizonde at McClain, paralizing him. "Holy...! Damn old man ou got some juice in you! This aught to be interesting." Edgar said looking at the old man challengingly. "Man, why me? Why does this happen to me all the time?" McClain said now getting comfortable on the floor.

[Nei3rd]

Revenge of the Angry McClain

Edgar was has his Durandal locked with the old man's Elysion. "Hey old man, mind telling me your name before I kick your ass and make you my house maid?" Edgar seethed, gritting his teeth. "My name's Donoph you little shit. Donoph Banz." the old man retorted. Thinking about the name on the floor, McClain remembered something. "Hey? You mean, THE Donoph Banz? The one who fought alongside Heathcliff FLowen?" McClain said. Donoph broke the sword lock and gave off a small chuckle. "You are all thinking that i should be dead, correct? Well your right. I am dead. But I have returned. To protect my lord and his daughter.". Edgar couldn't believe this. "So...basically...your a zombie! Nuts I never thought zombies could fight like this. I mean I thought they'd just slosh around moaning and biting people." Edgar wondered to himself. "Well enough of that! CHEAAAAAAAARGE!". Running towards Donoph with his blade to the side the next thing caught him by surprise. Donoph suddenly got the wrong end of a certain android's metal foot.

"Like that much zombie? Hey Edgar, lemme handle this one. I'm tired of being these people's fool. Besides...your still drunk." McClain said "cranking" his knuckles. Edgar got a bit angry. "Am not! Well...a little. But I'm mostly horny! God I want some womanly lovins." he said, stumbling around a bit. When McClain went to rub his head he saw Donph crawling towards his sword. "Oh no you don't." McClain said grabbing his foot and throwing him back. "It's just gonna be you and me. No techs, no weapons. Just a case full of ass whipping. Got it zombie?". McClain turned towards Edgar and told him to grab Donoph's sword. With the grace of a falling duck Edgar stumbled towards Donoph's Elysion. "Weakling!" Donoph barked. "Blasphemer! Only those touched by his lord's touch can use it! Not you!". Ignoring his words Edgar grasped the Elysion and swung it around. "I sure am touched." Edgar said jokingly "I'm touched in the head!". As Edgar laughed loudly Donoph became enraged. But before Donoph could act he recieved a blow to the back of the head from McClain. "Hey, are you gonna stand there zombie? Or are ya gonna fight?" Donoph turned all of his anger towards McClain, engaging him in a furious fist fight. "Damn machine. I shall drive my fist into your f-" Donoph's words were cut short by McClain's jab to the jaw and knee to the gut. McClain delivered the final blow by slamming both of his fists into the back of Donoph's neck, making him hit the floor hard.

"Hey good fightin there Agent Smith." Edgar said jokingly. When the two were about to go through the small door they heard a small moan. Looking back Edgar and McClain saw Donoph proped himself next to one of the pews. Lookin at each other and then at Donoph with a bored look they both drew they're guns. Edgar pulling out a Varista and McClain a Yasminkov 2000H. Before firing McClain said a small sermon. "Yippie-Kay-Yay" McClain said in his best sermon voice. "O' mother f***er." then a combination of photon and lead bullets filled in the silence of the night sky. "Amen to that my brother!" Edgar said nodding his head happily. McClain gave off a happy "humph". All sense of coolness was dead and buried when Edgar started to sing Micheal Jackson's "Human Nature". Walking towards the door McClain told Edgar to stop or he'd deny him any more trips to the bar, which Edgar did the moment he heard the words "No bar for you!".