Undercover

Once the police encircled the two and Agent Shelly had introduced himself, Felicia knew that there was no real worth in trying to fight off the police, so she nodded at Tony so they could lower their guns. Shelly cleared his throat and then announced "You don't have to arrest these people. They were chasing down a very dangerous man. Focus your men on the collateral damage, and helping me discover any fingerprints and weapons, the like. Where's the nearest station?" Shelly turned to ask who seemed to be the officer in charge of this whole squadron. Nodding, the officer pointed at an empty police ship, and replied, "5 minutes away or so. Directions to the base will be on the ship I think. Good luck hunting this one down, sir." Shelly chuckled lightly, before walking towards the ship. "Base? I was just asking for your sake. Must be hard working this job at times. I'll just be tracking him down. Have a good night!" Shelly patted the officer on his head as if he was his pet, leaving him with a furious look, but one he had to hold in, enduring the snickering of the other officers. Putting his head down, unleashing his curly brown hair to the two of them, Felicia and Tony shared looks of confusion. This guy was on this own? He wasn't a commander or general due to his uniform, the two or three stars weren't on it either...

As they climbed into the ship, Shelly sat at the front, whilst Felicia, clutching onto her gun in her pocket, tried to find out more.

Felicia: So, we're going to follow him? Sounds like walking into the biggest deathtrap in existence...plus he's probably gone off-planet, and well, we aren't the most...legally secure.

Shelly: Don't you think I already knew that? But...it's kind of my job to do this shit so...you gonna sit down or not?

Felicia: You're so nonchalant for a guy who knows this could end up very bad for him.

Tony: Yeah, you may have eight arms, but you don't have eight lives.

Shelly: You won't do that. We share a common goal, and for you, I can always just be a meatshield, and you avoid any legal thorns as well. Sounds pretty good to me.

Felicia turned to Tony, concerned. "We trust this guy?" Tony took another glance at Shelly, who had just put on four-eyed sunglasses as they flew further and further into the sky before replying. "Sure. That Henki guy was trustworthy, still is, right? So...this guy should be the same." With that, they sat down, however still on guard. After a few moments of silence, Felicia tried to break the ice.

Felicia: So...what the hell happened to you. Last time I heard the Arcanians couldn't come on earth due to environmental stuff. Are you like the special one or something?

Shelly: Heh, that sounded like a book I read lately. Read it physically like they used to centuries ago. Was about wizards. A good read, a good read...Have you been reading lately?

Tony: You didn't answer her damn question.

Shelly: Oh, no, I'm not special. I'm just more important than a lot of other people.

Tony couldn't help but smile at that as Shelly laughed also. Felicia however, couldn't help but keep an irking feeling of unease. It wasn't doubt per se, could've been perhaps even fear for Shelly as, by his attitude, she doubted he knew what he was getting into. Soon enough, they shot into space, as Shelly told them to put on their space modifiers using their Rhythm bots.

Shelly: Hmm...looks like he stopped at a gas station. And one close as well. This is going to be easier than I thought...

Tony: Don't take it easy like that. He got away with an ally it seems. It could be more than one person for all we know.

Shelly: Nah. The ship was tiny. A waste of money right? Especially for whatever underground stuff, he's up to. Thinking about it, when did you two start going after him?

Felicia: Yesterday. We tracked him down to General City, obviously had to make the long ass trip there, and we were close to getting him before he pulled all the grenade bullshit.

Two hours or so passed before the gas station they were supposed to head to was close, but unfortunately, it seemed like the ship they were using probably wouldn't be able to make the distance from Pony Faction, which Felicia and Tony weren't looking forward on landing on. They weren't exactly fond of ponies. Anyway, once they arrived at the station, Shelly refilled the ship, before asking Felicia and Tony if they wanted to buy a few snacks and stuff at the store. With mild hesitation, they agreed to it, as Shelly opened the door everyone in the store turned to him, even the man at the register. At the center of the store stood Ringo himself, next to him was a scrawny, miniature young man, with a tattered cigarette hanging off the edge of his mouth. Pulling all their weapons out, the trio quickly realised they were outmatched in this situation.

Ringo: Oh, these two are still following me? And who is the third one, meeting at our rendevous point like this? What do you think Slant? Blast them to bits?

Slant: Not yet Ringo, maybe Hyliad could use them...

Ringo: Good point. Aye! Come to the middle.

Shelly, although clearly irritated with having to do it, and being wrong about what Tony had warned him about, walked towards where Ringo had pointed at. Felicia & Tony followed suit, with the same look on their faces. Ringo walked around the three, carefully examining them all it seemed, with still a gleeful smile across his face, before commenting firstly on Shelly. "An Arcanian, huh? Strange to not see you guys on your home faction, but you certainly could be of use...Also seems like you were the leader of this whole thing. Did you track me down? Guess it didn't work huh?" Next was Felicia, who probably looked the most pissed off out of the three of them at this moment. "Definitely look like you can hold your own in a fight...might be ina need for a hair colour change though..." He said, glancing at her blue hair. Last, was Tony, who wasn't even looking at Ringo, and rather to the side, which quickly annoyed him. "Wanna look to the side so fucking bad? Here!" Ringo planted a fist right into his face, the punch sending him to the ground. Immediately, Felicia sprung into action, as Ringo yelled, "DON'T FIRE!" She grabbed hold of his arm, hooked his legs with hers and slammed him down to the ground, before swiftly pulling out a knife to put against his neck. "Ever touch him again and I slit your throat and make vampires drink up the blood." She snapped, before all her threats being to no avail, as slant uses the butt of a rifle to smack her the back of the head, hard enough to knock her out. After getting up, Tony wanted to leap in and help her, but Shelly grabbed hold of his hand, his grip so tight that it was hurting Tony. Slant started to laugh maniacally, whispering, "Time for you all to meet Hyliad." And with one switch of a button with his rifle and firing, Shelly and Tony were also knocked out.

Across the galaxy, however, both TFS task groups in Henki's and Adiffs' had split up after arriving at Kappa Land. After their constant research, both groups had discovered that the faction was split into two. A poorer side and a richer side. Adiffs' group would be heading into the richer one, whilst Henki's was going to the poorer one, which usually isn't strange, civilisations like that exist all over the galaxy, but there didn't seem to be any information on why that was the case. As Henki's group arrived on the poorer side, they were quickly met with a moderate amount of people around the ship, watching in what seemed awe at what the ship.

Lobbas: Looks like you guys are gonna have fun there- wait I have no petrol... FUCK!

Roshi: Relax Lobbas, it doesn't seem that bad- and they're praying to us...never mind.

Katsu: We've landed. How do we play this?

Henki: We act like traders of course! We've got all the goods in the bag, we just have to play the role, don't we?

Rum: I guess, but looking at all this, we could see a lot of people trying to take our things by force.

Lobbas: So no one's talking about how we fucking get home?!

Jonas: Think we've got more pressing matters, Lobbas...they're all banging on the window now. This is what a city used to look like centuries and centuries ago...didn't think a place like this still existed.

Henki: Let's go. Lobbas, looks like you're coming too. Or do you wanna stay here?

Lobbas: Go with you guys? Fuck that, I was told to take you guys here, not place dress up and try kill a king. I just drive ships man, so I'm going to stay in mine.

Henki: O...kay. I'll inform you of stuff we find out then?

Lobbas shrugged in response, as Henki and the other 4 headed out of the ship, instantly being swarmed by people, who had medieval clothes, and some had swords equipped, but ones actually made out of iron, not nitro energy. Henki smiled at the fact that his gun was considered futuristic with all of this, and the rest of his group had dystopian weapons. "Oh! We've been saved! They've arrived to kill the king!" Cheers and chants of the sort echoed out the area, as people pulled on the group. Henki tried his hardest to search for a leader of sorts, but there didn't seem to be one. It looks like he would have to take control. "We are here young citizens! To trade our fine goods to you all!" He declared but was met with even more cheers and confusion. "You've come to rescue us, non-believers! We must take you to our leader first! No trading!" A small boy exclaimed, no older than 10. Once again, it resulted in more praise, putting the group in an annoying situation. "Didn't you fucking hear him? He said he wanted to TRADE, not kill a damn king!" Katsu snapped back angrily. "I mean we were here to kill the k-" Katsu kicked Rum right into the shin, causing him to yelp in pain, and Jonas to burst out laughing. Henki instead answered the boy himself with "Sure, take me to your leader, but you all have to accept my gifts first!" Henki chucked his bag full of food, materials, clothing, etc, right to the crowd judging the others to do the same. They all did, despite Roshi saying in the corner of his mouth, "So much for being traders..." quietly. The crowd lead Henki and the others towards the leaders camp, all singing and praising in rejoice. "So we aren't going to ask what the fuck is going on?" Rum questioned Henki, who had started to light a cigarette. "Nah, we can find out through the leader. These people...don't seem the most capable of explaining that." Henki replied, blowing out a puff of smoke. "You're loving the attention, aren't you Henki?" Jonas also asked, with his hand behind the back of his head, and continuing to whistle after asking. Henki glanced at Jonas slightly and gave him a small smirk in response.

Eventually, they got to the camp for the leader, which was lit up in torches, and guards with spears surrounding the entrance. The once huge crowd have now backed off after reaching the camp, as the door was opened for the group. In the room, was a man in armor, a sword strapped to his side, brown hair tied up due to it being so long it looked, on a table full of different maps, blueprints and even written plans, it seemed. He stood up, taking out his hand, hoping for Henki to shake it. "My name's Steven. I'm the leader of this place. I've heard you've just arrived at this faction, as traders?" Henki accepted the handshake and replied with, "No, we're a Task Force from TheFlamingShark Faction. We're here to free you people and investigate the king." Steven and the guards in the room face lit up in joy. "Well, I can tell you everything! From start to damn finish!" He exclaimed as the group exchanged pleased looks with each other before Henki answered again. "Wait, let me get our other group on the line." Henki used MEE6 to call Adiffs.

Adiffs: Thanks for calling, but as that retard, Kaboss would say, we're in a bit of a pickle right now.

Pro: What do you mean pickle? We just had the fucking best day of school possible, it makes me wanna go back when we return to TFS-

Adiffs: Ever heard of a joke? Knowing you, probably not.

Mago: Nah, this is just you trying to sound cool again-

Adiffs: You see this gun? I'll blast your brains out with it I have to. I don't think we need a Mago in our lives anyway, to be honest...

Omega: Well I'm with him.

Adiffs: Shut it, loli lover.

Gabby: We haven't even heard Henki talk yet-

Adiffs, Mago, Omega, and Pro: SHUT THE FUCK UP GABBY!

Henki cut the call after that. Everyone stood there in silence, stunned or amused, as he mumbled, "Well...never mind that."