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Tortuga ran through the streets like a charging bull as the storm intensified. 

Once Ivory and The Pioneers reached the stadium, they were taken aback by it's sheer ruin. Already a crowd had formed, kept at bay by a few barriers and policemen trying to keep the panicked crowd under control. Ivory dismounted Tortuga, and walked with the rest of The Pioneers single file forward. One of the police officers held his arm in front of her approach.

"Hey! You can't go in there! Step back, uh... ma'am?" The officer quickly faded from his routine words as he took in Ivory's bizarre appearance.

[color=RosyBrown]"I am here on official business. I believe this shall suffice?"[/color] Her mesmerizing voice tickled ears, as she held up a laminated slip of paper. The guard held took it, and shot the Sergeant a suspicious look. They shrugged. He turned back to Ivory, and stuttered his response.

"I uh... Think I'd have to take this in to get a look at it. Could you just hang tight?"

[color=RosyBrown]"I'm afraid not, then."[/color] Ivory continued walking. The police guard tried to hold his arm out again to prevent passage, but Tortuga, directly behind her, grabbed his arm and gently shoved him back. He watched helplessly as all six enigmatic figures filed one-by-one into the ruined Stadium. 

Ivory's earpiece had buzzed again. It wasn't the gentle buzz from when it was being tuned into, but violent and static. 

"[i]BZZZZZT[/i]Ivory?[i]BZZZZZZZZZT[/i]cloud[i]BZZZT[/i]Japan[i]BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT[/i]can't[i]BZZZZZZZT[/i]Stick to the[i]BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT[/i]Mission!"

[color=RosyBrown]"Hello?"[/color] Ivory asked, confused, before the wild buzzing took over. Suddenly, Ricochet abruptly lunged and ripped it from the side of her head, crushing it between her two fingers. [color=RosyBrown]"Ricochet! Shame on you!"[/color] Ivory said, in a disapproving, disappointed voice that almost sounded angry.

Ricochet made no reaction. But sure enough, Ivory turned her head. One of the TV's meant to show the fight from the lobby was intead showing an emergency broadcast, which flickered on and off, the screen bearing a crack on it. It showed that a massive hurricane had formed around japan. It was more like a donut, with an extremely large eye and thin barrier. It completely enveloped Japan, and had destroyed any incoming ships or planes. Authorities are still scrambling to understand what is happening.

This was a cue to Ivory that she was able to sneak in, take an Oni, and leave. As the Pioneers approached the Arena, they stopped in the hallway, looking out to see them. The seats of the stands had been shattered by win, an overwhelming downpour had formed. In the middle of the arena, a group of monsters had stood. Giant, colorful creatures, with steam surrounding them. A large one stood in front of the group, challenging anyone who dared to stand up to him. But then a figure wearing armor approached him, their hands slightly raised. 

Were they a Symbiote, like the Pioneers and herself? No, couldn't be. Ivory received no response when she tried to control them. She could tell from her voice, however, that they were a female. They were proposing a treaty with the Oni, to ensure no violence would occur. But that couldn't do for Ivory. She needed to bring in a specimen. Luckily, a fighter in the ruined stands shot a glowing orb of light at the giant Oni, blinding him. 

"You insult me!" The oni bellowed to the armored woman, which looked like an action figure compared to him. Good, a conflict was likely to stir. But Ivory couldn't risk them being rational, and attacking whoever it was that fired the shot. Ivory needed to take measure. She turned towards her group, and nodded towards Haunt, who had been hanging near the back of the group. Both of their faces glew orange for a few seconds, before fading. Haunt turned invisible, and crept towards the crowd of Oni. He knelt down by one, and made a razor slash with his claws at the back of their quadricep. He then moved side to side, slicing several wounds onto Four of the Oni, before retreating to Ivory.