A Search For Humanity

[Gen. Vlad Kolov]

Well it's about God-d**ned time! "I agree. Though I do need to have a limit on the extent of damage I can cause." By this I mean 'Can I use NBC weapons or not?'

[Damascus]

Damscus raises an eyerow.
"Her orders are... what?" He asked, looking puzzled. "You just kinda trailed off there."
What a strange woman. He found it hard to believe she was a dragon. She must be an older generation, because the younger generations, himself for instance, were always full of themselves and much much more grant in appearance. Ashen was a nice exception, though he was a it to egotistic.

[Lin-Sat]

You know I have no desire to slay most of the population at this time.

I say.

I will allow limited use of chemical or biological weapons, but contain them! If I hear that they got out of hand, I will be most disappointed. No nuclear weapons, they are too destructive.

[Gen. Vlad Kolov]

"Very well." I state. I consider the non-persistant chemical agents I can use. I would like to use VX, but it is too persistant. I decide on chemical warfare troops equipped with chlorine gas, a lethal compound that is too reactive to remain in the enviroment for long... I walk out of the office and begin making preperations...

The Anarchists, my political antithesis, are my highest priority. After them is Bassarov's rebels, but this is still retribution for the 'theft' of F3442. LIF hasn't surfaced for weeks... If they ever do though they will be top priority.

[Sakura Zukamori]

Sakura stands outside. He longs to spread his flaming wings and lay waste to all he sees but his orders are clear.

Fire envelopes him and the human form he is trapped in rises off the ground. After hovering for a moment Saku blasts off, streaking through the air. He had a chance to do some damage. And he intended to do so...

[Ashen]

((Nevermind that))
He watchs the man fly off.
"Meh, he'll get it done eventually." He said, teleporting to Germany. Now, to find Bassarov again.

[Nakia Vanamo]

"I told you what here orders are. To find Unit 4." Nakia looked at him while she raised him eyebrow. "You don't listen well do you?"

[Juri Izawa]

"Oh, well.. I never liked machines.. Do you know if their defeating it.. or what?"

Juri says, frowning.

[Kaieka]

I travel to Germany, where I have been told that the rebel group has one of their factions. It is here that I will find he who has escaped the clutches of Red Infinity so many times, Valodya Bassarov. I have studied his picture and know his face well, the pale skin, the well-defined bone structure, the stringy dark hair, the deep, wellish eyes.

I am eager to prove myself. I am eager to inflict a little pain on someone. I am eager to show off my abilities in the torturing realm. I am eager to have a little fun.

It is damp and darkening as I walk down the streets, the heels of my boots clicking a rhythmic staccatto on the cement. My cloak is pulled tight around my frame, still shrouding me in darkness and invisibility. I watch a little boy playing in the street with a skin and bones dog, I see people hunched up for warmth in the alcoves of buildings, but my eyes are forever roaming to find the one that I was sent to find. I have the pictures of some of his "outlaw rebel group". If I see them, I will be led to the one that matters. Perhaps I will kill them all.

A huge machine crashes above the entire city, destroying, covering all other sound with the sound of destruction. I glance at it from time to time. I have been told of its presence during my time here. Its cause is to anihilate, Red Infinity should have it taken care of soon enough.

I walk around a group of people just standing in the middle of the street, staring up at the destructive machine as it wreaks havok. Stupid humans! Standing there gawking and doing nothing, but what can they do? Nothing.

[Iltanesh]

I slump against a wall as the kami circle around the base, protecting it. It was a difficult ceremony, but at least there is one safe haven in this world.

[Raz Nili Ze'ev]

The fifteen surviving Palmach members enter the cafe.

"You know what? Screw this. I'm not committing suicide. An order like that is definitely not Kosher. Let's just go ahead and use our plan. I don't care whether Sharon is General or not," Raz says.

She transmits Ezra's plan to the others telepathically.

Seargent Chaim nods in agreement. He is the ranking officer.


"Nazis follow orders without question. We aren't Nazis."

[Kelthassil]

I glance around the area, bored. There isn't much to do here. Maybe Kolov will have a mission for me, but he's in a meeting with Lin-Sat. d**n. Perhaps the Ministry of Terror will offer me some entertainment. Shrugging, I walk off in the direction of the ministry.

[Sakura Zukamori]

Saku hits the ground hard enough to break the cement under him. He raises his head, staring up at the giantmachine.

"Creations of mankind, meet your doom!" He swings his leg around and braces himself. His mouth drops open and a ball of orange light begins to build infront of his jaws, swirling and growing.

With a shout, Sakura fires the attack, the orb streaking straight for the great machine.

[Ixyanarosir]

I hover above the necromancers keep as my undead army begins to storm it.

"OMADON!" I roar. "COME OUT AND FACE ME YOU COWARD!"

[Omadon]

A single figure in gray walks out of the massive frozen walls of icy before, across the opening of an ice cave that forms the gates of Northrend.

Omadon, his robes rustling in the chill breeze, steps out alone, facing the army of undead, and looks up at Ixyanarosir. "Well well, a dragon who fancies himself a necromancer. What are you doing on my doorstep?"