《Knights quest》Plans
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Small villages northeast of SouthCentral, within tribal territory enclosed by a maze like forest.
* waking from unconsciousness*
"Auuhh...aaahh...my head", Raka painfully express with aching head pains.
Upon gain back his sense, Raka realized he had been carried off far from Central, Glancing around he concluded that he was inside tribal territory by the markings upon the trees.
He couldn't have been in a more worst situation, for the tribes won't hesitate to kill a Suit member this far outside of Central.
"Damn!, I'm puck...this is that shit Aszra's fault, how could he just left me here?" Raka ranted, but while he was cursing out Aszra's name he felt a soft tug on his shirt, causing him to swiftly rotate knock aside whatever was behind him.
"Ey ey ey... cool it man", Cass calmly said rubbing his face and yawning, *blank stare*
"Why??.. why you looking at me so? Wait... hell with that, why are you here? Where's ASZRA!!??" Raka asked inna rage,
Not only was he in enemy territory, he was also with a Gifted, which if anyone found out wouldn't hesitate in trying to claim the boy for themselves.
"Shussssh.... if you keep making nose you'll wake tiffy, and that idiot already loud in her sleep", Cass informed him.
Then he also infromed him that after Aszra fled from their mother and his sister, that he had been contemplating on how he should deal with him, and as for where he was.....he left Raka to find a place the kids to stay for them morning.
"Your father is a low life", Raka quickly stated.
Phzzzttttztttz ptattat... "you wanna say that again?" Cass asked confidently with his body now surging with lightning,
"......I can't believe this shit, I've been taken hostage, then dropped in the worst place for a Suit Division leader and on top of that I'm left with my adbuctor children.
I could just abandon them, this is the South but what kid of man abandons children?.... wait...they ain't mine screw em." Raka thought after having a meaningful conversation with himself,
Not wanting to waste time since morning was quickly approaching Raka decided it would be best to climb a tree for better surveillance of the area.
Reaching the peak, Raka could now easily view the surrounding areas, "No..noooo...no", he said in disbelief.
Shoooosh!! Quickly dropping back down covered in leaves,and breathing rapidly Raka suddenly turned pale and drop to his knees.
*Smirks* "guess you understand now that they ain't no way back unless you plan on clashing with the tribes within this area", Cass smugly said,
"How?..how??, how could he traverse arcoss such a distance?. It would have taken me at least two days to make it this far, even if I were racing it still would be around a two day trip", Raka deduce.
Upon trying to figure out were he was from the top of the tree, Raka could clearly spot out the Red Desert, which would have taken three days to reach from SouthCentral and he was know but kilometers aways, placing him in one of the borders tribes territories.
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"Ey, papa said that he'll meet with you once you reach the village, they're several small villages within this sector and most or welcoming.....well towards kids if you enter wearing that tore up Suit they'll know your a Suit member and then you'll have too deal with the chief or Sentry of the village",
"How are you so infromed? Plus I'm also a Sentry level warrior, as long as I'm careful I could make it back." Raka responded trying to gain control of his situation,
*Yawns* "ahhhhaahh... hey hey, Cass where's Father?" Tiffy asked as she just awoke from her sleep,
"Shit...oops I mean damn, ahhhh!! Look she's up now and papa isn't here, which is bad since she's spoiled and a brat, so I'll have deal with her now. So you can either carry us towards the nearest village or risk traveling through this maze forest", Cass suggested,
"Damn itttt!... he's smart and well informed, Aszra probably keeps them on their toes, if I do try to go ill probably end up running into one of the border tribes, but going into a village is also risky....damn ain't gotta choice", Raka figured as he tore off the remnants of his shirt and tie, deciding it be best to take the appearance of a traveler,
"Ey papa left those clothes over there for you, he said once you stop beaching to wear those, you'll look more like a regular southerner", Cass informed him.
*Rubbing her eyes* "Cass did Father left?" Tiffy asked,
"Yeah. He wants to see if this guy is worth his time, so he's waiting further ahead at a grandpa's village." Cass responded.
"Yawns, is this guy even strong enough to make it there? Aren't we in the Crimson Moon territory that borders along the Red Desert?" Tiffy asked,
"Well...it his problem", Cass state as he and Tiffy sat and waited for Raka too finish dress,
At the village
"Seems he finally decided to leave, good now just how capable are you?" Aszra wonder as he sat upon a small house observing Raka's actions form afar,
"Psst...you guy can go now he's on his way, remember don't listen to him, he kidnap those children but don't kill him just..... know what see if you can kill him", Aszra told the group of elite mercenaries.
SouthCentral, BlueSuits Headquarters,
"I hate him so much, but man I can't stop myself from loving that man", Navarra ranted on as she and Rak-sasa entered the Blue Suits headquarters.
There the two devise a plan on the best way to castrate Aszra and retrieve Raka, lounging out in Rak-sasa room one would think to fine a world of weapons, maybe a few bodies and a strange creature. Nevertheless it was quite surprising too see her living quarters too have such a feminine feel.
"Wow....You've got quite a taste....ahah." Navarra awkwardly state staring down a massive teddy bed in the corner of the room,
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She seems so hard-core but she just a cute baby, Navarra thought trying to keep her facial expressions limited.
Sitting on the bed, restless with anger Rak-sasa grab hold of a blue stuff bunny, embracing it as she asked about the best way to go up against Aszra,
Navarra trying her best not to laugh or pet Rak-sasa who too her surprise also sucks her tumb, "my nine she's adorable", was all that flew through Navarra's mind but she instantly became serious when the thought of having another child came up.
Sigh...."I'm surprised that I was even permitted to enter one of the Suits headquarters, you guy aren't known for being welcoming", Navarra commented.
"Well....the Blue Suits division doesn't have an actual issue against those from the Red Desert, only members that go that far out of our territory are the Recruiters." Rak-sasa responded, as the two continued too discuss the matter, Rak-sasa suggested that she will from a small group too assist with the retrieval of her brother, but Navarra rejected the proposal.
"Aszra isnt one to be cornered, approaching him with forces would only lead too bloodshed. Also he can't move freely once he's with the children, so he'll need to make frequent stops for food and rest", Navarra implied,
"Stops? With gifted children. That's not a wise move, especially if he's outside of Central. The entire south itself is lawless, anything goes here. Only out of respect and fear that the Clans Tribes and the top Organization groups
Don't have to deal with the savage lawlessness that is the South." Rak-sasa explained.
"Agreeable, outside of certain territories it is immediate death for weaklings,and the South is divided into two factions. 'Wardens' the peace keepers and law enforcers, which the Clans Tribes and some Organizations uphold but they are those of the south that live for carnage." Navarra state
"The 'Prisoners' an underground south Colt, they are link to almost every disturbing action you could think of, because of them several small clans merged to keep the themselves safe." Rak-sasa said as her bright golden brown eyes beamed with anger.
*Smiles* "you're promising." Navarra state grabbing Rak-sasa be her cheeks, "i like you...so I'm taking you", said Navarra with her lake blue curly hair beinging to wrap around Rak-sasa.
"What???!" Rak-sasa thought,
BLAMM!! Busting through the door came Baa and Bul, Rak-sasa was still confused by the situation. Not only did they smash in her beautiful door, knocked over plant pot collection even smudging her clean floor.
Though none of those were of importance since Navarra had now viewed her as an individual of promise and already decided on taking her.
"How the hell did one of the Six Swords infiltrated our headquarters?" Bul furiously question,
"Rak-sasa!! Did you bring her here? I've got Intel from some of the S ranks that you brought here, YOU MAD WOMAN?" yelled Baa,
The Six Swords, an elite group made up of Blackstar Sentries all having unique skills, they have no allies and usually keep to themselves but are known to have had frequent clashes against The Company's Sentries,
"Rak-sasa didn't you know she was a Sword?" Bul asked,
"Yeah....buy she was cool and she was going to help me get Raka", she responded.
"Enough of this", Navarra said igniting herself ablaze creating a massive explosion, the blast alone toss both Bul and Baa into the barracks below giving her time to flee.
"Hmph... I'm heading back and taking you with me too the Red Desert, there we'll be able to maximize your potential and maybe you'll become the seventh Sword", Navarra stated as she corset Rak-sasa check.
Northeast from SouthCentral, BlackSky's border territory.
"Ehhh..aaaaaahhhhhahahah", Ziair sincerely laughed as he Stomp out West while glaring at Primous and Butcher,
"Grrrrhhhh...* grabs head* look at your last hope, the Mighty Orchestra...well he was before his entire army got wiped by the Company. Eh eh eh ahhhh...what a shame", Ziair stated with a pause as he held West high,
Shoooosssh!! WHAMMMM!!!
"AGRRRHHHHHH!!!" groaned out Ziair in disbelief,
"Aaaaaaaaahhhh!!!!!!" Roared Butcher as he launched his fist directly into the face of Ziair, in his rage Butcher instantly transition to deliver a kneebash to Ziair's skull, whipping his back savagely like a raging stream.
"Shitttt....how am I taking damage? This is my tribes Ace ability yet he's hurting me...."
* smirks*
"BUTCHERRRR...FINALLY YOUR BACK!!!" he yelled answering back with a sudden overhand rattling the skull of Butcher, who instantly threw an exploding uppercut, the brief clash had such force behind it cause both Ziair and Butcher too buckle.
*Glances at each other and smirk*
*Breathing rapidly* "I'm already tired and now I'm pushing it even further by using this, if Butcher doesn't win this exchange we're finished", Primous thought while he projected his area wide ability.
"Hehhh heehhh... I love this rush, but how is it that he seems to be on the same level as me? This is some Gifted shit ain't it", Ziair stated,
"Primous, just hold out for a while more and I'll clap this bastard."
While Ziair and Butcher engage West manage to drag himself towards the others.
"The sun is peaking, the others will make a move now", West stated.
While the clash was still happening upon the ground, legion and his squad started moving.
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