The Delightfully Deceitful Dark Fang vs The Awesome Alternator RP

The Set Up

"This man, this...Alternator." The masked man said flatly. "He is a criminal?" He locked his fingers together and observed the men before him. They definitely looked like law enforcement, but he wondered why they came to him.

"Yes." One of the three officers said, laying a small sheaf of papers on the desk. Drake lifted the papers and flipped through them slowly and deliberately. He dropped the papers down and looked at the three police officers.

"What planet are you from?" He asked, with a small smile.

"Honos." The leader of the trio said. Drake smiled and cracked his knuckles.

"I had a girlfriend on Honos once I think." Drake replied, standing up from his chair. "So I know what uniforms the officers on Honos wear." He began walking around the desk, and the three officers shared a worried look. "I also know the uniforms law enforcement on Virtus wear, and I have bad news for you three." He moved before they could think, pulling knives from hidden sheaths and stabbing the leading officer in the chest, lashing out with a foot backwards to send one man through a sturdy coffee table. Still holding the knives, he rolled, pushing with all his strength so that the man flew through the air and collided with his other colleague, crushing him against the wall. Continuing his roll, Drake sprung up, kicking the second officer, who had just stood up, covered in wooden splinters. He was slammed against the back wall heavily. Drake landed smoothly, in a compact fighting stance. The leader, the only one in any kind of fighting shape, ran at him. Drake ducked under the first swing, side stepped the second, grabbed the man's wrist and threw him into a large cabinet. There was a moment of silence and then Drake straightened up and walked out of the room, smoothing down his jacket. "Virtus." He remarked.

Battle

He found the Alternator with a minimal degree of effort. He had no weapons save for his sword which he hoped to not need, since the information was that the Alternator himself was unarmed. He strode towards his target and took up a fighting stance, holding out a badge he'd taken from one of the officers. "Stop in the name of the law! I, Drake Forrik, officer of the Police Force of Planet Virtus hereby place you under arrest! You have the right to bleed! You have the right to curse, and the right to cry! You have the right to a physician! If you do not have a physician, one will appointed to you!" He cried out. "If you surrender now, I will go easy on you."

@Dark_Fang: Pete was sitting down, to lunch outside a nice french cafe, when out of nowhere, a weird looking, masked ninja walked, straight up to him & pretended, to be a cop. It was obviously, some kind of joke,as he didn't know, what a Miranda Right was. Turning his head, Pete looked the guy, up and down, It must be some kind of hidden camera show or some thing, so Pete fearing nothing casually answered.

"Fu*k off" shaking his head, at the ridiculousness of the stunt, Pete went back to sipping his coffee.

@ALT:Drake eyed the man with a stern look, then cracked his knuckles. "You are wanted for crimes across multiple dimensions, as well as the theft of highly sensitive technology." He stated as he cracked each finger on its own, then all of them together. "On the behalf of the police force of Virtus, I respectfully request that you follow me, sir." He said, then placed a hand on his sword. "Or I have the right to utilise lethal force." The words clunked into place heavily.

@Dark_Fang: the second Pete heard the worlds multidimensional, his invisible tattooed sentient intelligence circuitry, scanned the living hell out of the obvious liar. The reported back to him, the data it had hacked, from the orbiting alien craft. The information it's self few across his vision, in hyper-fast info burst's, transparent panels only Pete could see with his Sentient Intelligent PC, showed various pictures information & secret governmental intel, from the clan like planet Virtus.

tapping off the points on one hand Pete began "One you are an alien this is earth f_ck off, two you are not even, a real Cop to anyone but your own people, so really please F_ck off, three I don't know who, you stole those badges ,from probably alien criminals like you!, but they were not MultiCops from my dimension, so f_ck Off !" Standing up Pete placed a ten carefully on the table under his empty cup. Then turned his back on the alien & casually walked away , flipping the middle finger at the alien, with the back of his hand.

@ALT: Drake smirked. The boy would need to be taught a lesson. "Your argument is flawed. Virtusians like those of my clan are used as law enforcement officers the length and breadth of the cosmos, due to our affinity for armed and unarmed, melee and ranged combat." Drake remarked, first debunking the boy's "knowledge". "This badge carries the weight of the authority of any law enforcement force that happens to be arresting your sorry a$$, I'm the opposite of a criminal, I am an officer of the law, and our police force has been contacted by these MultiCops directly to ask for our assistance in subduing your criminal carcass." He grinned as the kid turned his back and began to walk away from him, and allowed the boy to take three steps before launching a torpedo-like flying kick at the kid's chest. It was calculated as the most efficient attack to take him out with a low chance of accidental death

@Dark_Fang: Pete knew that this guy, was a fraud, hired by the Multicops as If! Total rubbish, he just made the name up. His home dimension was inaccessible, to any one who wasn't an agent of the Multidem unified AI consciousness. If an actual AI agent, had followed him here, from his home dimension he wouldn't hire local talent. Hell if they knew he was here, they would of just, shifted the entire city to a prison dimension. Then let the Justice field SI AI, assume control of the inmates, through it's vast planetary reality manipulation engines.

No a much more, likely explanation is this is all the fault of that Mattersuit guy. That T.I group from Russia, obviously tricked this alien, into doing their dirty work. Suddenly he felt his attacker foot pass through his back. Smiling Pete separated into his new multiform, conscientiousness a insect swarm, that easily enveloped, his attacker in an instant. Stinging him in a hundred different place's at once. No way would he ever turn his back on, an attacker without using the Alt device.

"ssssssseriously dudessss youssss beeeensss trickedsssssss" reaching out with his new found hive mind to summon more bees "Youss Needss Tosss F_ckssss Offsssss"

@ALT: Wherever his suit was, the stings did not penetrate, and as such, only a small amount of his flesh was able to be stung by the bees, and that healed quite quickly. A few moments of irritation was all. Drake spun around and fell into a defensive stance. "I'm sorry, sir, but I have a warrant for your arrest, and I'm going to carry it out." He flicked his hand out, and a small device flew at the transformed man, exploding and sending out a sonic attack. If nothing else, it should serve to disrupt his attention for a half second. All the time Drake needed to attack,pouncing in with his plasma-edged sword, slicing at the man's form repeatedly, knowing that all he would do was p!ss the man off.

@Dark_Fang: Attacking this guy was fun and all but it was getting peter no where. He's obviously a fool he thought, ignoring the device thrown at him until it went off. The pain was excruciating it felt like a hundred thousand hot knives had been jammed into his ears. His bee form immediately dispersed & fled high into the air. Carrying his consciousness & high technology with it. "F_cksss yousss yousss d_cksssss"

As Pete rose over the cafe building he saw the guy wailing at the tail end of the colony he summoned. Catching the easterly wind Pete rose even higher up into the sky.