REUNION I (Ch. 90)

Raven watches Arinx from just over a kilometre away stationed atop a roof, he empowers his Enforcer technique, a bang ensues and he's feet find the floor of the stores roof, 

"You're here" the voice calls stepping out of the shrouding darkness, Jimmy looks Raven up, examining him with a curious gaze, 

"You brought the burrowed body" Jimmy Comments, "It's been a while hasn't if Raven Voss" he smiles, 

"Give me a reason not to cave your skull in" Raven replies with his menacing gaze trained on the expressionless boy, Jimmy frowns his head tilting ever slightly,

"Don't tell me you're still mad at me for that Voss, you've already ruined my life anyways, you only got hurt because you don't know how to use that body" he replies running his eyes over Raven's frame, 

"You're right" Raven replies solemnly before shooting Jimmy a menacing smile, "Care to have a taste if what i've learnt?" He questions as he blurs forward still empowered by 'Force', Raven's kick aimed at the ribs finds connection against a manifestation of black transparency, the film see through, the weights and 'Force' of his light kick tanked, 

{Break it!} Silver demands, Raven spins on a pivot re igniting his Enforcer technique as his hell slams through the protective film with a bang, Jimmy's body is ragdolled back and for the bearest if moments Raven wonders if he'd killed the pest, a quick scan of his senses tells him the film had ultimately saved Jimmy's life albeit at the cost if it's own, but there was something else, 

(He's a Shifter),

{Bearly} Silver sneers, {More importantly, this is similar to Lingyun's spear}, Silver states,

"An Artificial artifact" he murmurs,

{I have several working theories on how they're doing this},

(Shelf it, we've got enough on our plate already) Raven responds, Jimmy's frame finds feet with staggering legs, 

"How viscous, tell me, how is it?, Having two bodies", he questions, "Here i was worried i'd killed a friend" he smiles,

"You're trash" Raven replies with overtly shown disgust,

"So where you, differences is one of us was simply lucky" he snaps in irritation,

"Lucky?, Maybe" Raven smiles, "but so where you, you had us by your side, but never once sought your own strength",

"Easy to talk when you're up, how long would it have taken to get to where you lot are?, Ten years? Twenty?, Even now you judge yourself by normal standards when each and every one of you are products of talent" Jimmy replies taking a seat at the roofs high edge, 

{He's not wrong, i've mentioned this before},

"Another round of bullshit" Raven replies strangely calm, "For the threats you faced normal work was all it took" he replies, "You can't even be firm in your beliefs" he chastises Jimmy, "didn't you say it yourself, there's no need for a reason, no reason for justification, your a worm, and i'm here to squash you" Raven declares as his 'Force' flares,

"I guess even despite your nativity an attempt on your life is the line, or has power given you a false sense of belief, tell me Raven Voss what happens when i take it from you?, Is it then the really small spineless you comes out?"

"Are you done?" Raven, as if on que a silhouette covered in an all black combat suit with no inch of her frame exposed lands before Jimmy, instantly Raven can guage her power equal to his, at least to him when he held the reigns,

"Before the madness begins tell me how",

"What",

"How to get another body" Jimmy questions, "If you don't, the hell you're yet to experience will only get worse", Raven smiles, his smile eventually gradually devolving into a manaical laugh, 

"It seems your little friend is giving you a false sense of protection" Raven grins menacingly,

{Raven!} Silver bellows through their connection stunning him, {Stand down, for some reason that boys proximity to you is accelerating the mental corrosion},

(An artifact?) Raven questions,

{Possibly, it seems we need to speed up plans on your real body, you can't win the war to come with this body nor with the other}.

Jimmy frowns when Raven falls to a daze and eventually snaps out of it, exhaling he takes a long stare towards the starless sky before turning away,

"What?, You're just going to leave?" He mocks, Raven maintains silence as he blurs away into the night's shroud.

"As you where" the cold unfeeling voice eco's out through the pitch black screen, "this is much unlike you Dexter, you've hastened the plans",

"A necessity" Dexter replies, 

"One that had better work, though i am aware the need for haste is no fault of your own" the voice states,

"I await good news",

"I'll be sure to deliver on that sir" Dexter nods, the line cuts Dexter exhales swirling his chair to face the skyscrapers window, 

(How's the plan going?" He questions the huge hulking white teen in a suit behind him, 

"The Mercanery hall executives have commenced their attack" the hulk of a teen replies with a voice suiting his frame,

"And Kaiser?",

"On stand by",

"Good, no mistakes", (speed and efficiency) he mules.

Nathan and Warden arrive at the scene, surrounded by an ocean of downed beaten and bloodied bodies are two men, one in a white shirt and black Spandex sporting black trouser, his middle aged face accompanied by his thinning hair, his stoic face giving him a reticent aura, beside him is a similar heighted muscled man in a full suit, his hair dark and full, his face covered with huge dark shades, the two spring to action, Nathan and Warden waste no time to reply, both igniting theirs Striker techniques, the two mercanery hall executives ignite their as they clash, the muscled mans punches landing with combusting air, his compatriots kicks blurring with blistering speed, in an out if vision as air shrouds his kicks and gives them speed, Nathan's 'Force' coating: Severing Edge slices through air with aid of his batton as feet and metal connect, the thin haired man dodges the next exchange before feigning an attack to the ribs then pivoting down for a calf strike, Nathan chokes down his growl leaning into the attack as his spine bends unnaturally to give way for his batton's strike into his opponents side, the attack draws blood forcing his attacker back, Nathan presses noticing his folly only when what should be a finishing swing is easily side stepped, a blur of a kick latter and he's crashes head first into now shattered asphalt, another kick follows before he can attack, another follows for good measure, the man turns to inspect his colleague dodging the incoming batton by a hair and it's breath, he swerves crashing a kick into Nathan's abdomen, a frown follows when he sees the barely consious teen staggering, 

(He's advancing) Keen to end their exchange he gear for his finishing blow, his leg blurs forward faster than ever before.

Warden and his adversary go blow for blow, neither willing to give ground, Warden's superior 'Force' art giving him aid despite his weaker advancement, but for how long?, Warden's fist misses his opponents bopping head by inches as his opponent feigns a blow to his ribs, Warden reads it deciding to press with a counter, his opponents fist speeds up crashing into his ribs, Warden gives space coughing harshly as he struggles to calm his rattled organs, 

(Me?, I'm miss reading feints?) He questions in momentary disbelief, An unexpected jab to the nose stuns him, it's contrast to the heavy blows unexpected, a fist aims for his right rib, he forms his guard when the heavy hook redirects last minute to connect with his jaw reeling him away, Warden instinctively forces himself foward dodging the coming hook as he replies with a skull to his opponents chin, the two give space as Warden's body still shivers from shock, 

(His Force art, it has to double as an Enforcer, he's using air to freeze, speed up, slow down and redirect his attacks, can i do something more with brigade too?) He ponders, he shoots forward going with a heavy upper cut, his opponent counters, Warden falls back reeling, he forces himself forward again feigning a straight the at the last second bushing of with his toe as he spears his opponent in the abdomen, in response the man in the suit digs his feet in as the two become locked for strength, to the mans suprise Warden softens his hold allowing himself get shaken free when a 'Force' empowered batton strikes him by the jaw tearing into the flesh of his jaw and a little into his right eye, the man sees black bearly consious, instinctively he falls back his vision restored to bearly a blur, Warden's uppercut misses, he'd expected that, he releases his striker technique on his left as the resulting steam clouds his opponents blurred vision, quickly he concentrates his Striker technique on his right arm groaning as his skin threatens to rend and be destroyed as he crashes it into the mans plexus, a wave of 'Force' ensues, seconds latter a body drops unconscious it's upper bones structure reduced to bits, alive only by virtue of it's status as a Shifter. Warden is spent, his arm dangling lifelessly, still he pushes himself igniting the last of his 'Force' into his striker technique on his left as he forces himself toward Nathan's opponent, Nathan falls back to dodge as Warden bearly makes it in time to take the blow, Warden gives a scream as his arm fractures    then breajs in several places, he's ragdolled across the asphalt flooring, the man is unable to recover in time when Nathan blurs forward Striker technique ignited as he plunges his fingers into the mans eyes before ripping them apart, the thin haired man let's lose a blood curling scream as he drops to his knee, Nathan ready to finish the job instinctively falls back when a familiar shilouette steps through the alleys dark into the light, 

"It's been a while kid" Manager Hans states, "you did well, but this is where it ends" he states.