Silverland division:
Band Lone walks into the command center of the Silverland division, he had been called by Elian, but the reason why was never explained. The once mercenary notice Elian was reading a few files while holding his chin. Band already knew what this meant. Elian had something on his mind and whatever it was Band knew it was going to be sick.
Looking over Elian’s shoulder the once mercenary peeked at the file and notice the file had a large red mark across the page that read [RESTRICTED] Noticing this Band rolls his eyes and turns walking over to the soda machine as he points out “You know, it says RESTRICTED for a reason.” The living legend heard the words of his field agent and replied “That never stopped me before, nor you, did it?” A soda falls into the basket of the machine and the Band Lone reached to it before he opened the can. He takes one sip before he answers, “Hum, you got a point there,” Band then notice a little “look” that comes to Elian’s face. “Oh-boy - Here we go.. What is it?”
Is a little operation that was due to occur yesterday but then was canceled because the primary target skipped the planet.” Responded Elian. “*Skipped the planet* That happens a lot now a days.” Sarcastically remarked the Lone son of a gun. “Yes, however is not the operation that intrigues me is the wasted talent that was left behind. It gives me an idea.” Elian looks over to Band, “Band, you’ve manage a team before, haven’t you?” He added, “You know, those mutants you rescued from the correctional facility, you called *Red Brotherhood*”
A questionable look comes to Band’s face as his eyebrow was raised before he doubtfully responds, “Yeah, but where are you getting at?” Band stands before Elian as he notice the sickly look on the face of the legend. Elian does not answer the question, instead he walks over to the intercom and give an order through it to his henchmen. “Let loose a prototype.” Band had taken a sip from his soda before he heard Elian’s command which makes him choke and spit the soda all over the floor, once he regains his breath he strongly inquired “ARE YOU MAD?!” He continued, “You’re letting loose one of those, *things* with all those civilians out there?”
Band, feeling he was doing the right thing he reached to his holster and raised his gun at Elian, however, Elian failed to see the threat, “You got to be kidding me, Band. Don’t play with me and put that toy down.” The clicking sound of the hammer in the gun been pulled reached the ears of the crystal devil. Band appeared determine to stop his mentor, “The prototype. Call it back, that thing is unstable and is not even finish.”
But Elian knew better than that, and Band’s new found heroic determination intrigued the living legend. That was exactly what he is looking for in the gunman, a brave captain for his new ambition. “You know its weakness Band. Do it yourself.”Elian then vanishes in thin air.
Allen: A.I.R. labs building:
Elian reappeared above the building next to the Allen company building called: the artificial intelligence research laboratories. (A.I.R) Elian watched as the prototype just broke through a wall leaping from the third floor of the laboratory before making a street crater with its landing. The prototype looked over at Elian standing above the building before it just ran off crushing the ground with hard heavy step.
“The casting begins.” Whispered Elian before a smile came to his face.
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