Ready Or Not

"Now put that away before you hurt yourself", Maurice said jumping down the dumpster unto the back of Idris then to the ground,"I think you are ready to face the beast now. But you'll need your weapons", she added looking back at Idris who nodded back at her.

"Weapons?", They asked simultaneously.

"Well let's hurry, looks like The Ōmukada has started searching for it's preys", Idris said as the beast shrieked loudly as the endless gun fire continued...

Maurice ached her back and started retching like she was trying to cough up a hair ball. She coughed up a black goo that seemed to be alive as it slithered on the floor towards Aaron who jerked back in fear.

"C'mon, don't be a pussy. Reach for it", Maurice said with a grin. Aaron slowly bent and reached out for the slithering black goo. It reacted immediately he came close and quickly latched onto his finger then started creeping upwards onto his wrist. Aaron jerk up and started in a frenzy weaving his arm to shake it off while Anqa laughed at him.

"Don't fight it moron", Idris called out from where he stood while Anqa continued to laugh. The goo slowly settled on his wrist forming a sort of black mechanical gauntlet that stretched up his arm from his wrist almost to his elbow. He calmed down when he saw that the goo didn't harm him instead it gave him a cool wrist glove.

"Okay this feels weird", he said flexing his arm.

"It's called a morph weapon crafted by Hephaestus himself. Believe me it's very much alive. There's only two of it's kind and your father the king made sure it was yours to will. It's been embedded with your genetic codes therefore the both of you are the only people it would respond to", Idris said grimly as he spread his legs and peed out the same goo but was more brownish than black.

"Eww Idris, that's more gross. Couldn't you have like coughed it up like Maurice?", Anqa retched. The goo slithered towards her. She reached out for it and it jumped into her palm. She watched as it spread and forms a similar gauntlet as Aaron's.

"Now you just have to visualize any weapon of choice, a knuckleduster, a sword, a bow and arrow, a fucking scythe, anything you can imagine and it'll be synthesized right in your palm like a fucking 3D printer", Maurice said as she started grooming herself again. She cared less about everything that was happening, she was a cat after all.

Anqa held out her arm, the arm that had the morph weapon gauntlet and the gauntlet came to life again as it twirled slowly on her wrist. Then on her palm, a black goo started forming a one edged sword from the handle to the blade. It was lighting fast like venom bonding with a host, she was holding a sword in mere seconds after thinking of it. She flexed the black tinted smooth sword then swung it towards the dumpster that Maurice had been standing on and the dumpster was cut neatly in half.

"Okay now that's sharp. Good thing you're on our side", Aaron said stepping back.

"Are you sure that gauntlet is of any use to you? I mean what weapon could you possibly be good with", Anqa retorted, mocking him.

"Well I'm not all that useless yunno. You're looking at a black belt in Brazilian Jiu Jitsu, Karate, Aikido, Judo, Tae Kwon Do, taijutsu and even kenjutsu. I might not be good with a sword but a bow and arrow or a jo staff I'm very good with. I had a lot of free time growing up so I used it well. And the bow and arrow stuff is kind of a family sports thing", he boosted, willing a black bow with the gauntlet, he stretched the bowstring as a black arrow formed between the bow and his fingers on the string. He released it into the wall where the dumpster stood. The arrow went straight through the wall creating a clean hole in the wall. He fired continuously and all the arrows went in neatly into the same hole. Then he stretched the bowstring once more but this time he formed the arrow with a thick ice and let it lose. It went halfway through the same hole and made cracked ripples on the wall on impact. It melted almost immediately wetting the wall.

"Who's now showing off eh? That's quite impressive for a spoiled brat as yourself. You sure have outdone yourself", Anqa commended in a sarcastic tune. Aaron just scoffed.

"Now now, you're both ready. And remember, the Ōmukade doesn't want you dead. It's orders are to bring you back to your father alive so it'll try to subdue you instead. Now go slay yourselves some monster eh?", Maurice said as she walked towards the dumpster and coiled up on the floor beside it to take a nap.

"Oh and since you're being discreet, the morph weapon gauntlet can create armours too or in your case, an assassin's cowl. That way the cops won't be able to recognize you or be able to make out who you are. I would have tagged along but we were not built for this sort of combat. So good luck... ", Idris said before Aaron cut him off,"We sure are going to need lots of luck yunno", he muttered while he stretched.

He walked up to Anqa who was now standing in front of the street staring at the commotion. She turned and they both looked each other in the eye, Aaron's blue eyes glistening with hope and fear at the same time. He might be a black belt but he's never really had to use it in real combat. Anqa gave him a reassuring nod and brought up her arm to stare at the gauntlet as it crept up the rest of her arm forming a skin tight black suit that seem to be embedded into her skin like from the venom movies. It spread from her arm towards everyother part of her body, clothing her in a cool black skin tight suit. It covered her head with a black hood and masked her face. She turned to look at Aaron who was already suited.

"A cape really?", She snared at him.

"It was just a joke", he said laughing as the cape retracted, "I bet we look so cool right now", he said striking a pose with his hands on his waist. Anqa gave him a playful jab on the shoulder and they both laughed.

"So what's the plan?", Aaron asked as the laughing ceased.

"You take high, I take low. Keep the beast busy with your arrows as I clear a path through the zombies till we get close enough to engage. I'll have to use a none lethal weapon so I don't end up killing the zombiefied civilians since they'll turn back to normal when the control freak is dead", Anqa said as black Kali sticks formed in her palms.

"Easier said than done eh? Well ready or not...", He said as the black bow formed in his palms once more,"... Here we come", he muttered with a smirk on his chin...