Marlon City, 4:48 pm
Lower East District, The Wharf.

An MPD transport vehicle is en route to Black Box 3, located next to the bay. Several dummy trucks are being sent all over to delay any attempt at jailbreak for the two Level 4 paras inside. A modified Faraday cage keeps one's power contained and the other is in cryostasis. The guards are alert, but relaxed as this is just routine. They expect no threat tonight considering that their intelligence completely kept this off the books and compartmentalized, and MTF Ibis is on standby in the Vertibird in the sky. They chat about sports and other things as they drive the armored vehicle to it's destination. 

"So… This is surprisingly easy for a transport job." One grunts. "Jones said it would be dangerous."

"That's because these damn Paras crawl all over the place like bugs. You don't know where they'll come from next. All you can do is just try and survive. Especially the bitch in the trunk. She's killed several hundred if the reports are right."

"Damn…" The other whistles. "Jeminson was killed by that other one… Called himself the King in Yellow. Still don't know how we got him."

"It's classified." The other one looks out the window and scowls. "We might have company." He picks up the radio. "Fortress this is Transport 6, we have potential bogeys."

"Roger, Transport 6. Mobilizing Ibis." The response came. "ETA in six."

The guard went to respond as a flash of purple light cut through the engine, a speeding blur charging through laughing.

"Damn… This was almost too easy!!" The man stood up, sword in one hand and obsidian lightning crackling in the other as the transport vehicle flipped over, crashing.

"Transport 6…- reading a crash… Do you copy?"

"Bryce… Why is my arm in the street…" One guard stared as blood sprayed from the wound.

"Oh hell… Fortress… We've been hit…  Its Obadiah."

"The game's Obsidian Edge, copper." The man sneered as he opened up the doors of the transport, killing the guards who were trying to unstrap themselves. He noticed that one held something labeled Subject 9, Taylor but the screen was too cracked to read more. He slashed it open anyways and turned to open up Pestilence's pod. The gaunt woman fell into his arms with a soft oof. Obsidian guided her to the two guards in the back, so she could feast, stepping back as he felt her hunger rise. She hadn't consumed in a while her hunger grew. And she touched the dead men, their flesh seemingly melting under her touch as she filled out.

Obadiah walked to the front to kill the last two when he dodged a bullet, scowling as he looked up and saw the members of Ibis.

"We'll, I'll be damned…" He sneered at them, blades reforming and he readied himself as Pestilence ate. He could deal with the other guards later. Hopefully she wouldn't attack the other Para but she wasn't in her right mind yet.


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Task Force Ibis:


Detective Commander Ingvald growled at his squad as they loaded the carrier. "Shut it and get your asses on. We've got two Level 4s that need to be contained. Machai, as soon as you are able, engage the enemy. Hank, assist. Jorgen and I will provide support. Drones say it's Obsidian Edge who caused it. Keep in mind that they are less than a mile from the Exclusion Zone 3. No heroics, we're all going home." He nodded to the pilot who was taking off. "Get us there."

It was a quick ride and Chrysander had Kingsley take several shots at Obadiah to keep him from the cabin of the truck. They all got a good look at the contents in the back, namely the unnatural feeding Pestilence partook in as the Cryo pod warmed up. Chrysander grimaced at the scene, Hank beside him shaking his head as they closed in.

"Ready team! Go, go, go!!"

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The Tower


Tiberius Lorne looked down at his city. He stood above it all, a glass of brandy in one hand as he scowled at the Exclusion Zone closest to the Tower, Site 2. Gravity there was never the same after one of the Aggrieve tore it up in a rampage. He scowled at the sight, sitting down at his desk to over some reports when the lights flickered for a moment as the backup generators took over. In every screen, all around the city, a blinking eye glitched into view. The voice was garbled at first but grew stronger, forming words that rocked the city to the core, and was gone just as fast as it had come.

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[i]"You are not alone… The Change comes to all things in time. Break your shackles and embrace true freedom."[/i]