An Escapee

TARGET NUMBER THREE

A rat runs by a crate and topples a bottle over. A gun point to the direction as the rat runs up a pillar.

"Damn rodents..." he barely remarks and a disc smoke grenade lands in and goes off cutting his speech short. "What the... who the hell are you?" he questions immediately as all weapons in the room point towards the origin of the smoke. The silhouette of a man is seen as the smoke begins to clear.

In a cold tone, he declares "I have been sent to deliver a message to you but this isn't a nice way to welcome a messenger, is it?"

"What?" one of the men utters.

"I will cut down the chit chat. Shut this place down!!! If you don't in the next minute, I would do it for you. It shall no longer be repeated"

"And who the hell do you think you are to deliver such a message, and that too by walking into the devil's lair? You got a death wish or something?" one man questions from the back.

Silent Samurai smirks. "You have 20 seconds remaining".

"What happens if we take you out before time runs out?"

"You are allowed to, if you have such ability".

The leader steps forward and reads the inscription on Silent Samurai's hachigane [headband]. "Silent Samurai huh? For the record, you are the noisiest person I have ever met. That name doesn't suit you. Sayonara [goodbye]" he says giving his men the signal to open fire.

Torrents of bullets are sprayed towards Silent Samurai who seems unfazed but alas, they only succeed in killing their own men as the bullets fly right through him. Most of their men drop dead to the ground like flies.

"What the…"

The hologram before them disappears into a haze.

"Well" comes a voice from a corner in the room. "I guess the name does suit me after all".

"What the... when did you get there?"

A jingasa [Japanese War Hat] flies out from the direction of the voice and cuts through the leader's rifle ending up in his shoulder.

"Aarhhhhh!" he lets out a scream and drops down to his knees in pain. "Aarhh f**k, kill that guy!" he roars.

Shots begin blazing towards the direction the Jingasa emerged however Silent Samurai moves swiftly evading the bullets by hiding behind crates and takes out the five men remaining simultaneously, leaving behind blue trails with the swishy sound of his sword as he thunders through the room without killing anyone, though most ended up being severely wounded.

The leader tries removing the jingasa but the pain is so unbearable he couldn't help but give up. Silent Samurai walks up to the leader leaving behind a trail of bodies.

"Remember the name. It's Silent Samurai". He pulls out his jingasa.

"Aaaarrhhh!!" he let's out a wail

"Go to sleep" he says and smacks him in the head with his sword's hilt. "Silent Samurai to team, number three is clear". [That was easy] he thinks

3 BLOCKS SOUTH OF HALSEY GRANDE CINEMA

TARGET NUMBER TWO

"Hahaha" loud laughter can be heard from the warehouse. Sitting around a crate are few men busy playing poker.

"Don't you have anything better to do than sit around and play poker all day?"

"Come on, don't be like that. Join...."

Crash! a loud bang cuts short his speech with all eyes turning towards the door. They slowly rise and arm themselves. Crash! once again the loud bang rings and the door flies open revealing a silhouette as Death Stalker walks into the warehouse holding a nunchaku in without any care. All eyes shift from the mess he caused towards him as he enters.

A pair of eyes roll from his hand to face and hand again and demands with a cold glare "Do you mean to start a fight by breaking in here with a weapon in hand?"

"You must be Hotdog. Correct? I've heard a lot about you. Just wanted to find out if you could live up to the name"

[16 men in total. 2 o'clock, 3 o'clock, 9 o'clock, 7 o'clock, hotdog 12 o'clock] he carefully observes scanning the room.

"What? So your plan is to pick a fight? You must be out of your mind not realizing that you are at a disadvantage here"

"Well I guess so but…". His lips curling up into a cunning smile, he drops smoke pellets and and quickly move 3 o'clock. Holding the tip of his gun, he strikes the first man in the head and using his body as shield, he simultaneously kicks the other two into a pillar right behind them.

All gun shots stop as he seemingly disappears into thin air. As he moves through the shadows, screams emanate from where ever he passes making the others feel really uncomfortable as they do not know when it would be their turn. "Do these guys think at all? Can't they even tell that gathering at one place only makes my job easier?" he whispers to himself as he continues to appear and disappear with the hence men around.

Standing atop crates like a predator, he watches his targets. "Armatures" he says dropping a smoke grenade in their midst and follows like a bomb dropped from the sky.

"Aarh" comes ones voice from within the smoke. Hotdog watches on in confusion as he hears the sound of bones breaking from within the smoke. He grabs a gun and begins shooting haphazardly into the smoke, and ceases as no sound could be heard.

The explosion of a smoke pellet behind causes him to turn in time to see Death Stalker emerge from the smoke as though he teleported and kicks the gun from his hands. He walks towards Hotdog "…numbers without proper skills don't freak me out. They just add to my kill count" he concludes his already started statement.

[This guy is skilled, if I try to prolong this fight, I may be at a disadvantage. I would have to quickly take him out with brute force]. "You think taking out my comrades single handedly in this short time is going to scare me? I've seen worse" he says and launches forward.

[This guy is huge. He may not be able to move as swiftly as me. Prolonging the fight may not be in his favor hence there is a high possibility he would attack with brute force to end it quickly. Which means his punches are likely to be heavy as well. He may not be as skilled as I am, but facing him barehanded and head on may prove troublesome. In that case, I would have to incapacitate him before this fight is prolonged].

A wry smile forms on Death Stalkers face and he removes his nunchaku and speeds towards him. Hotdog launches a fierce punch able to crack anyone's skull in an instant at Death Stalker.

[Brute force, just as I thought].

"Attacking with brute force? You are making yourself too damn predictable man!" Death Stalker says and strikes his fist with the solid iron nunchaku. Crack! goes his bones. Gnashing his teeth to ignore the pain, he launches another. Death Stalker steps in realizing he wouldn't be able to use his other hand and hits him in the sternum with his elbow. He staggers back and coughs up blood.

[Wh… this guy… who would have thought he can pack up this much power behind his attacks? I guess he isn't just skilled. He is actually pretty strong too and a threat].

"You are dead" he yells and runs fiercely forward with a kick.

"Anger?" Death Stalker declares and using his opponents leg as leverage, knees him in the jaw, sending him crashing down. "It clouds your judgement, and dulls your attacks" he finishes.

Hotdog stands to his feet. "I'm not done with you yet" he roars.

[Is he really going to keep this up?].

"My customers are hungry, it's time to serve them a Hotdog!" and with that, he kicks Hotdog twice on the chest and follows with strikes to his head with his elbow. Hotdog drops like a log onto the cold hard floor thump! Death Stalker walks away from the huge figure on the ground.

Hotdog coughs announces sitting up "Hey man, I appreciate your lessons. I would do well to keep them in mind"

[He can still move...? wait, why I'm I not killing him...? This is so much not me... well whatever...].

"Please do" he says turning to him.

"One more thing, you seem like a good guy, you've got skills, but if you really want to stop him, you gotta do better"

"Who is the he you mention? And why are you even telling me this?"

"Because I like you. It's been a while since I met someone as skilled as you. You actually remind me of my little brother, you two look quite a like."

"I don't think we do"

"Do what?"

"We do look alike?"

"Hmph actually you do, he… aarrh!" he lets out a yell and lays down writhing in pain. Death Stalker runs to him and realizes the man has been poisoned.

"Sil… ver… coated b… ridge" he mumbles and his breath ceases. Death Stalker lays him down, stands and walks out.

"Death Stalker to team, number two is clear" he looks back "The hell just happened"? he mumbles

A FEW BLOCKS EAST OF HILLTOP HIGH

TARGET NUMBER FIVE

Disc grenades are used to draw an X shape on a roof. They light up and begin to beep. Exploding, they send a shockwave through a certain radius causing it to cave in. All eyes directed at the hole in the roof, observe as a purple light flashes through to the ground.

"Hey guys, sorry about your roof" Rex exclaims, not sounding even a little bit apologetic.

All weapons are directed towards him. "Who the hell are you?" a man asks.

"Sorry but I can't answer that"

"I wasn't expecting you to anyway. Bore holes into him". Bullets begin whizzing toward him. They stop on his armor and clatter to the ground.

"Come on guys, don't make this too easy for me". An explosion of wind accompanies him as he punches some into walls and others into pillars. A hand grenade comes flying towards him which he hits into a stack of crates behind him and it explodes, causing the crates to topple over some of the men. He takes the others out in no time, using anything he finds around as a weapon. He hits one more person with a wooden bar, sending him into a stack of crates.

Suddenly, he is hit from behind almost immediately by a ball which sends him crashing into the wall ahead.

"Aww, what the hell was that?" he exclaims.

He turns, face up on the ground however, he notices the ball accelerate towards him from the roof. He moves away just it time, as the ball slams into the ground, sending several cracks into it. Without waiting a moment, the ball zooms past him to a figure behind. He overlooks his shoulder, then turns slowly to face the figure.

"You are probably wondering what this is... you will know soon enough" and having said that, he throws the ball at Rex. To his amazement, the ball rapidly increases in speed, hitting him on the chest head on before he could even react thus throwing him backwards, however, he flips and slides backwards across the floor, stopping himself with his fingers acting as brakes.

"This thing's fast..." He stands and watches as the ball bounces of walls and pillars, slamming into him from time to time without slowing down for even a second.

"You come out dressed like freaks and think that makes you heroes?"

"Where did you get that ball?" he asks out of breathe and SLAM!, it slams into him again.

"Oh that? A little gift from a friend"

"That tech..."

"Oh, you think you are the only one's who have access to this kind of tech!? Compared to what they have, you tech is insignificant"

"Wha..."

"Enough talking now, just die already"

Slam! slam! slam! slam! slam! slam! Rex is slammed by the ball.

[This ball moves as though it has locked onto me. Not once did it move towards that guy. But if I move towards him, naturally, the ball will follow. In that case...]

He removes a disc grenade and moves towards the person before him.

[As of the balls current position, it should take at least 2 seconds to get behind me]

"You think you can predict it and reach me? in your dreams!!!!"

Rex jumps towards the man as the ball hits the wall behind, deflecting towards him.

"You forgot one important thing man, balls cannot change their trajectory mid air". With that, the disc grenade explodes with Rex hands clamped over it to form a nozzle and the shock wave pushes Rex out of the balls way, sending him crashing into a wall. The ball that was behind him slams the man to the ground, and crack!! goes his ribs before it bounces off through the roof. Rex charges after it and after attaching a disc grenade, slams it back sending in back at an even faster speed and it explodes as Rex comes crashing back in.

"Didn't think that guy was going to be such a pain" He says as the moon light shines on him through the hole in the roof. He stands panting and scans the room, before turning away.

"Rex to team, number five is clear. Tawny Owl status"

"Uh, got a little problem here. We got an escapee. Black Trittle [car brand], Sports, Latest model. Currently in pursuit. He is heading in your direction Rex" Tawny Owl says. She barely finishes when they speed past Rex's location.

"Alright team we got an escapee. He is heading towards the street connecting CCB and DCC banks. Anyone who can get there fast, get there and cut him off" Rex says and joins the pursuit.

"I'm on it" Ace says. He climbs a building quickly and races to the mentioned street. He removes and throws down a cluster of spikes and it spreads across the road surface as he sees the headlight of the oncoming speeding car.