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[4] Group 3 - Market
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?Odd.? Vegeta whispered to himself as he slowly treaded into the darkened room. His left hand groped the nearest wall to him, searching for the light switch. Upon finding it, he pressed on it hard and in response, the room was completely lit. His eyes began to focus to the sudden illumination, almost hurting in doing so but he noticed something still foggy. The room was empty, completely empty; there was nothing inside except white walls. ?Crazy room to be kept locked.? Vegeta spat on the ground and walked out, heading down towards another door on the right side of the hallway. His hand grabbed the knob tight, again, it was locked. He cursed trying to wiggle it open, but quickly decided that completely ripping the doorknob off would suit his time schedule better. Tossing the knob onto the ground, he elbowed the door open, giving sight of yet another office. This one seemed important, a desk in the center, a full wall window which looked over the entire market, and a computer made from a futuristic looking material.

Vegeta stepped in slowly, scanning his surroundings carefully before touching anything. The book shelves and desks were covered in dust, obviously not touched or cleaned in quite some time. His eyes caught something blinking on the monitor, so he walked around the table and gazed into the screen. It read ?To continue, press the enter button.? The prince shrugged and slammed his index finger onto the enter key. Instantly the computer screen became a haze of red, and a three dimensional figure of a young girl no older than 7 years appeared on the screen. Her eyes blinked a few times, then seemed to focus on the prince of Saiya-jins. Vegeta took a step back, then began shifting his weight from the left to right, watching as the figure in the screen followed him.

?Hello Vegeta.? The girl?s voice rang out from the attached speakers like the calling of death. The Saiya-jin jumped back in amazement.

?How the fuck?? He cursed towards the fake image of a girl.

?You must leave here Vegeta. You must go now.? She seemed to speak with the same tone all the way through.

?Say what? What are you talking about?? His reaction was still in disbelief.

?You must leave here now, all of you. Otherwise you will all die down here.? She seemed to warn him yet to be honest, it was seriously freaking the Saiya-jin prince out.

?Us die? From what? I sure hope you?re not talking about those pitiful zombies back there.?

?You will all die down here.? The girl persisted.

?How do you know this? How do you even know who I am? This must be another trick from Brim?s illusions. That?s bastard. Tell me, who or what are you?? Vegeta wouldn?t stand for being played around with.

?You will all die down here.? The figure repeated itself in a response that didn?t answer a single question from the prince.

?Huh? Is that so? Fine then, you will be the first.? Vegeta extended his arm out towards the monitor and released a sudden blast of Ki energy that shattered the screen into pieces on contact. He gave a low growl to the remaining pieces. Just then, the building began to shake with an incredible force, it appeared to come from a sort of explosion, but it didn?t make any sense to the Saiya-jin.

?Reijin.? He wondered. Perhaps something had happened to them. He darted out of the room and back down the hallway towards the first door he was in. It swung open with incredible force, enabling the prince to see his allies in plain view, except for one.

?What the hell was that?? He questioned looking around the room. He noticed something on the windows, and Reijin turned around to confirm it. It appeared to be blood that was splattered all over the windows, every single one of them.

?Well? Would anyone care to explain this?? Obviously no one else had a clue of what was going on. Uub turned to them.

?Is it a Saiyan trait to demand answers from other people when they know very well that no one else knows the answer either? Take a look over here. All of the windows are covered by that stuff. I?d almost say that some large creature just exploded his guts all over our building, or the building is bleeding, or something?? He looked around puzzled for a moment. ?You know what? Fuck it, let?s just go out and look.?

Reijin grinned and walked over to the human fighter stating some sort of smart remark. Vegeta didn?t quite catch it though as he was still stunned at the blood covered glass.

?All aboard! Next stop, the ninth and final circle of Hell.? Uub motioned for them to go out and peered out while he waited. He could see nothing outside of the ordinary from his inside point of view. Finally, Olibu cracked his knuckles and stepped outside obligingly. The others gave a grave look around, and then the group quickly exited the room, stepping outside to look at the house and to find Metal Koola.

Vegeta knew that the metallic fighter loved to fight, enjoyed watching a blood bath rain down at point blank range. No doubt that he would?ve tried and go at it alone. Apparently they had found a clue, and MK wasn?t one to waste any time. Vegeta exited the building and looked up, no doubt about it, the building was completely covered in blood. ?Arg, let?s go.? Vegeta took off at an alarming rate towards the market place, and the others were quickly following.

It wasn?t long until they arrived at the scene. Number 51 was the lucky number. He noticed Metal Koola?s body laying on the ground in a puddle of his own blood. ?Well this is just lovely.? His sarcasm was noticeable to all as he stepped over the body, looking around and into the cart. He didn?t notice anything strange or unusual, except for the changeling?s blood everywhere.

?Look?s like he was torn apart at the neck? Olibu was in a squatting position over Metal Koola?s body, examining the injury very carefully. ?Bitten?? He questioned as he looked up for a second opinion.

"Yes, bitten. And he was quite tasty, too." The four fighters turned around all of a sudden. They came face to face with a small nerdy looking human, covered in more of the changling's blood. ?My name is Dexter, I?m a werewolf.?

"Oh, this just gets better and better," Reijin's sarcasm was just as noticeable as Vegeta?s earlier comment.

Don't worry," the nerd told them. "I've had my fill. I'm not hungry."

"We were sent to this stand," Uub butted in, taking over. "Are you the one we were supposed to run into?"

"I imagine so," Dexter sat against the cart behind him. "That idiot Brim didn't believe me when I told him the werewolf potion would lead to disaster. Now he uses me as a some kind of attack dog.

?This is getting old doggy.? Vegeta butted in without hesitation. He was becoming very irritated at the fact that one of his team mates were just killed in a matter of minutes, laying dead in front of him and the one who did it stood there without a care in the world.

"Okay," the nerd held his hands up in his defense. "I'll help you, but I want something out of it. I want Brim."

Vegeta was astonished at how much gall this human had to say something like that, especially after killing Metal Koola. "Help us first, then we'll talk," The Saiya-jin prince replied forcefully.

"Go to the Kala Mountains. There are some survivors there. They'll help you. Come back when you got your clue so you can help me get Brim." With that the human turned and began walking away.

?You?ve got to be fucking kidding me.? Vegeta spoke out in rage. ?I should kill him now, while his back is turned.? The prince began to surge with energy, forcing it downward into the palm of his right hand. ?Useless piece of..? Vegeta was cut off as he felt Reijin?s hand pull back on his arm.

?No, there?s no point, he may be able to help us.? The Saiya-jin warrior seemed a bit skeptical, but he knew this was their only chance. ?If you kill him, we?ll just end up farther away from figuring out this game than we are now. Perhaps he could be of use.? Reijin glared over at the human as he became smaller and smaller along the horizon. Vegeta?s ball of ki slowly began to evaporate.

?Bah, fine.? He spat on the ground next to his feet and turned his back on the werewolf in order to not tempt the true beast that resided in the prince. His arms found their way tightly across his chest. ?So what is it then, shall we go to this mountain and search for yet another clue??
~Semper Fidelis~


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[4] Group 3 - Market - by Burter - 10-31-2005, 12:13 AM
[4] Group 3 - Market - by Sammah - 10-31-2005, 11:13 AM
[4] Group 3 - Market - by Burter - 11-02-2005, 01:27 AM
[4] Group 3 - Market - by Reijin - 11-03-2005, 12:17 PM
[4] Group 3 - Market - by Old Dave - 11-03-2005, 08:07 PM
[4] Group 3 - Market - by Sammah - 11-03-2005, 08:44 PM
[4] Group 3 - Market - by Burter - 11-04-2005, 12:14 AM

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