Tri-Vector Apocalyspe: War of Emblem, Shun Corp. and Magitek

[Irishu Shun]

Irishu gave a hearty laugh.

"I'm sure, Sarelli. That could be anyone, you'd turn in you own mother if there was a reward. At least mine was believable. Take off the bag and we might talk..."

Shun grinned, taking a sip of his apple juice through a bendy straw. The cup was one of his favorites, a thick wine glass. On the face, the words "A Queen Under the Beers" was printed on in German.

[Mr. Sarelli]

Sarelli snapped his fingers and a man removed the bag to reveal Dominique's face.

"bluffing is for those with bad hands and too much pride." Even though he himself was bluffing.

"Now what do you say to that?"

[Irishu Shun]

Shun's mouth dropped in shock. Dominique? Had she been ignorant enough to allow herself to be captured. Irishu massaged the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger.

"Ok... what do you want?"

He said while hitting a button out sight of the camera. Dominique's locator beacon. If that truly was Dominique, Emblem's base location would be revealed, and if it wasn't, then she must be safe. In a few minutes he would know.

[Mr. Sarelli]

"Leave me be, I'll contact you if I ever need you now that I got your number. Thank you."
He turned off the screen and jumped out of his chair.

"Dammit, in a matter of seconds he'll know its not Aube. And after all that plastic surgery. Kill The girl, I don't care how."

As she began to scream he walked into the lounge and poured a drink. The screaming stopped abruptly and he sat down to relax.

[Irishu Shun]

Shun sat nervously staring at the blank screen. Suddenly, a small GPS like item in one of his drawers started to beep. He frantically shoved his hands in the drawer and snatched up the device. Dominique was safe, at a bar just a few blocks away.
Shun gave a sigh of relive and slumped back in his chair, taking another sip of his apple juice. What happened to that girl in shackles? Shun shuddered. Hopefully she died quickly, Sarelli was a very twisted man.
His screen flickered to life and a man with a large mustache appeared on the screen.

"We think we've located Sarelli's base, sir."

"Good, explore it further."

"Right away sir."

The man said, slipping on a mask and turning off the screen. Shun sighed, and resumed reading his comics.

[Mr. Sarelli]

Sarelli phone rang. He picked it up and answered.

"What?"

"Sir." Said the voice. "We believe a base is going to be breached."

"Which Base?"

"Uh... 005."

Sarelli laughed long and hard.

"I'll lest the big guy worry about this one."

He hung up and took another drink of his scotch.

[Irishu Shun]

The man with the mustache, Mike, and his crew of five men put on their protective face masks and loaded their SHUN Corp. assault rifles. These special rifles kicked with as much force as a magnum, but with a firing rate of 80 shots per minutes. They split up and surrounded the building, a warehouse from the look of it. Contacting each other on the radios, they planted explosives on the walls of the buildings and set the fuses for forty seconds. These "doors" that they would create would not only create chaos inside the building, but make taking the base all the easier.

[Ivan Baronov III]

"Sir, I believe their...HURK." A large metal arm lifted the man and crushed his skull.

"You! Will leave this to me!" said the android.

[Irishu Shun]

Mike saw the android through a window. Baronov. The hit the radio.

"Sir, Baronov is here. What are your orders?"

Shun sat at his desk tapping his fingers.

"I want Baronov dead. I though Aube finished him off, but I guess not. Take out as many Emblem bastards as you can, and if that fails, send in the "Little Brother."

Shun switched the screen off and resumed his usual activities.

Mike hit the switch and the bombs went off, leaving gaping holes in the warehouse. Four of the five men ran into the warehouse, popping shots at everything that moved. Mike sat back and waiting with a switch in his hand.

[Ivan Baronov III]

Ivan Saw the hole and grinned. Ever since the operation he had the need to kill, to feel blood running through his robot fingers. he just sat and smile through his metal jaw.

[Irishu Shun]

Shun heard gunshots and screaming through the speakers. Assuming the operation would be a success, he turned them off and leaned back in his high quality office chair. The sound of disco music began to echo through his office... just the thing he needed to unwind after this series of events.

[Irishu Shun]

The four Shun Solders surrounded the android and began to fire at will, their bullets richoeing off of Ivan's metal core, leaving dents and scratches on his metallic exoskeleton.

Solider 1: "It's not working! His core is too strong!"

Solider 2: "Screw this, I'm going in!"

A man yelled as he drew out a small sword, a energy field surrounding it. He lunged at Ivan.

[Ivan Baronov III]

Ivan grabbed his arm, stopping him in mid air. He stood him to his feet then stepped on them, crushing them. The yelled in pain, but not for long. The took his other hand, placed it along his throat and pulled up, yanking out his skull and spine in a brutal matter. He kicked the body and hurled the skull at the other intruders.

[Irishu Shun]

Solider 3: "s**t! THAT WAS INTENSE! ******** THE THAT GUY, MAN!"

All: "GAAAAAAH!"

The three men loaded in EMP shots into their rifles, and began firing relentlessly at Ivan. However, one of the men started to back out of building, running towards Mike, who was hidden back into the woods.

Solider 4: "We can't do this man! We need help!"

Mike: "Alright, I'm calling in little brother."

Mike said, hitting the small red button on the targeting mechanism. He then guided the laser that shot out of the device at the warehouse, until a small click was heard.

Mike: "Alright, now we get the hell out of here."

[Ivan Baronov III]

Ivan stuck his hand out dodging the bullets as they absorbed into his hand.

"Meet Emblem's ERB (Electronic Resistance Bumpers) Victor! Get the box! HURRAY!"

Victor came back with the box as he was shot in the head.

"Just in time." Still dodging the bullets he set the box on the table and opened it with his other hand. He stuck his other hand inside. There was a large click as he grinned.

"EAT s**t OONT DIE!" He pulled his hand out of the box as it was attached to a high powered gattling gun and opened fire.