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It was just another day traversing Sparonis, it was everything Ace every could have wanted. A loyal team of elite Blackshade warriors, a small sand ship with tons of tech and loot on it, and no one could stop him. A figure in the distance, the sands died down as the ship came to a stop, there stood a man cloaked in a blood red cape and slightly worn crimson japanese garb.
"Look what we've got here boys! An exotic deeelight!" Ace's right hand man Sharktooth always too pleasure in introducing people he didn't know or give a rat's a** about, this time the introduction wasn't so bad a little too fruity though.
"Your givin me a tooth ache Sharky." Dex the techie and Ace's left hand man replied to Sharktooth's comment, it was obvious this group of warriors had been together far too long. Ace raised his gloved left hand and all his men got off the ship, there were a total of sixteen including himself. The crew and Ace boxed in the man so to speak with a four by four wall of the best damn armored badasses Blackshade had to offer, their leader Ace standing face to face with the man.
"Not from around here huh? Well there is an enterance fee, you must hand over all of your tech and money if you want to stay here. The Blackshade doesn't take kindly to freeloaders." Ace smiled and held out his right hand to the stranger expecting him to fold and give into his orders but instead the Crimson robed wanderer just returned a smile and shook Ace's hand.
"I don't want trouble pal, but if thats what your asking for then fine. My name is Z by the way." His tone was a bit musical but also pissed Ace off to the fullest, his crew let out a long
"Ooooooooo." It was on!
"Ok Z, i'm Ace. I accept your challenge and it will be blades." Ace smiled he knew he was the best swordsman in all of Sparonis, Z just returned the smile before backing up to the edge of Ace's crew while Ace did the same. Almost as if planned they both unsheathed their swords, Ace's was a magnificent Flame red double edged sword of his own design while Z just unsheathed an old engraved silver sword.
"Hope your ready to die kid!" Sharktooth screamed out and Ace's crew started cheering for their leader and booing Z, 1...2...3... Then one swift move. Ace screamed out as both his arms were sliced clean off, Z had barely moved but he crossed the battle field and struck before Ace could even react with his enhanced cybernetic eyes. The crew had fallen silent, eight of his men rushed Z and were all killed decapitated by the warrior.
"Didn't put up much of a fight at all did you? Guess I should take my prize." Ace looked and focused his eyes before he saw Z move two steps before Ace's legs were chopped off right above the knee. He almost fainted from the pain but not quite, he could feel every pulse of pain his nerves were screaming into his brain almost like a blade against a chalk board through a megaphone attached to a concert grade sound set up.
Z smiled as the eight remaining members of Ace's team parted and allowed the man to take their Sand ship with it's relativly large haul and equipment. The next thing Ace felt was the unholy pain of flesh being merged with machine as his arms and legs were replaced, it was even worse then bleeding out on the desert ground as his nerves were brutalized and re-made with the machine. Then there was nothing.
Ace woke up, he had fallen asleep his body in an akward position against his chair and his cybernetic legs hiked up onto his enchanted anvil a fire slowly burning in the Forge.
"Just another dream." Ace sighed and rubbed his right arm where the flesh and the machine merged, it was throbbing with a slight pain that went in time with the knocking on the Forgery door. Knocking?
"Come in." Ashy, basically Ace's right hand entered the room and sat on a stool across from where Ace was sitting leaning against one of the ship's walls.
"Ya wanker i've been knockin on dat der door fer almost a bloody half hour! What where yew doin?" Ashy spoke with a british accent that had some illeteracy thrown into the mix, Ace always thought it was funny when the kid spoke especially in anger.
"Ya know, just going a bit insane in the ol' noggin." Ace tapped his head a few time which made Ashy snicker a bit before he responded happily.
"Why do yew fink that is? Ace replied sarcastically but in a nice way.
"Oh my mum and dad didn't give me enough hugs and kisses as a kid, now I get nightmares about monsters under my bed." Ashy burst out laughing and so did Ace, this kept up for about five minutes before the two finally calmed down.
"Guess I'll end up like yew one day huh?" Ace just smiled, got up out of his chair and patted Ashy on the head messing up his shaggy dark brown hair before gathering his weapons and making sure Carmen was attached tight into his right arm.
"Maybe... Maybe, and look into getting a shower I don't wanna have to clean up everytime you come in here. Ashy smiled and waved before Ace left the Forgery, his arm The Obsidian Guard sealed tight onto the half machine warrior. Ace set out above deck and out into Gallinus before he saw Slater and Del.
"Yo." Ace just gave a nod and a wave as he kept on walking towards a small shop, nothing much but still a place that had it's own charm.
"N-N you here?" Ace called out before an old short black man came from the back room and welcomed Ace.
"Ace my brutha how have you been? That old C96 helpin you out?" N-N spoke with a Jamaican accent, he was round and short enough that he seemed to have no knees but dark white dreads that reached the floor, quite the unusual person.
"It's doin good brutha gotten me out of a lot of bad situations." N-N nodded and held out his hadn, Ace slapped it before the pulled each other in for a hug and slapped each others backs and laughed before N-N stopped. "I think you might wanna check out the Gladius brutha they got a few good fights today if you wanna join any, im sure you'd win quite a few gears from it." Ace was never one to turn down money and N-N always knew what he was talking about when it came to The Gladius, so Ace gave N-N a farewell and walked out of the shop.
A mile or so away Ace walked the distance in ten minutes to the Gladius before stopping off at the gate to register for a fighting position.
"Ace my man how are you doin? Haven't seen you in the Gladius for a while." The register was an old friend, who's name Ace always forgot for some reason but still they were pretty tight friends.
"Oh nothin just came here for a battle or three, show some of your fighters how you actually knock someone out." The Register laughed and gave Ace a pass to the underdome, the waiting Area for the fighters where they could get a perfect below view of the current fights. It looked like some sort of mage and one of the generic gladiators.
"Give that magic boy hell!" Ace yelled up before he started checking his equipment and armor making sure everything was in check and in working order.
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