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< Jenova Dra'Vaako >


"You bet yo' a** it is! Could start World War three with most a' dat stuff dey got."

The last words Arell said before she hung up spun Jenova's mind into a dark place. She knew that I.O. was preparing for their own war, but she'd never fathomed that they'd have such powerful weapons, or that Arell could actually have a way to access them for her. She pulled out one of her S77's and checked it, playing with the laser guide, affixing the silencer and holstering it again.

That was when her phone rang. That was quick. Thought Jenova as she pulled out the phone and answered it. He'd better not have come an inch closer than fifteen hundred meters, her Mongrels would shoot him on the spot.

"You'd better be here, Arell. I'm getting impatient." Her voice now carried a slight threatening tone. She was getting edgy staying for so long so close to a big city like New York, so were her Mongrels.

Carried Weapons:

○ Nightingale Energy Pistols: Dual advanced energy pistols powered by hydrogen power cells. They have three settings; safe, stun, kill.

○ Tactical Hogleg Shotgun: Small, compact, lever-action shotgun that fires twelve-gauge sabot rounds. Carries five rounds in the tube, one in the chamber.

○ Falcon S77 Tactical .45's: Jenova's favored handgun, the Falcon S77 Tactical .45 caliber pistol. She regularly carries at least two of these handguns plus about ten extra doublestack magazines for each. The doublestack magazines carry twelve rounds each, plus one in the chamber. Both are able to be equipped with laser guides and sound suppressors, which Jenova carries in an equipment pouch.

○ Machete: Jenova carries a rugged, dependable machete for those up close and personal times.


Mongrel Soldiers-Jenova's Mongrel look like so, with slight modifications from Mongrel to Mongrel.

< Jenova Dra'Vaako >


"Yebat'! You couldn't have told me earlier! Grebanyy pridurok! Give me two miles to the east of where you are and I'll have a VTOL evac you from the situaition! You'd better be ready for a hot landing!" Jenova swore in Russian at Arell. She hung up once he'd told her the coordinates.

"Mongrels! Get back on the bird! We're leaving for the Contact's location! The chertov idiot's got himself trapped and needs an evac!" Jenova yelled over their radios. The soldiers instantly ran back and hooked up for flight. They'd be at the LZ within the hour.

"Homescar! We need immediate gunship support at this location! Sending coordinates now! Make it three Hellfires and Thundersnow! Multiple subjects for the extraction! ETA in forty minutes!" She screamed into a headset.


{exit-I.O. Phoenix Base}

Carried Weapons:

○ Nightingale Energy Pistols: Dual advanced energy pistols powered by hydrogen power cells. They have three settings; safe, stun, kill.

○ Tactical Hogleg Shotgun: Small, compact, lever-action shotgun that fires twelve-gauge sabot rounds. Carries five rounds in the tube, one in the chamber.

○ Falcon S77 Tactical .45's: Jenova's favored handgun, the Falcon S77 Tactical .45 caliber pistol. She regularly carries at least two of these handguns plus about ten extra doublestack magazines for each. The doublestack magazines carry twelve rounds each, plus one in the chamber. Both are able to be equipped with laser guides and sound suppressors, which Jenova carries in an equipment pouch.

○ Machete: Jenova carries a rugged, dependable machete for those up close and personal times.


Mongrel Soldiers-Jenova's Mongrel look like so, with slight modifications from Mongrel to Mongrel.

[Enter Kingpin and Lady Deathstrike from Fisk Towers]

A med tech crew waited for Wilson Fisk to arrive with a wheeled gurney at hand, expecting a helicopter. Their surprise was complete, when an Asian woman in a black bodysuit appeared out of nowhere knelt beside a wounded and recently patched up Kingpin laying on his back. Yuriko Oyama glared at the stunned medical technicians, "Waiting for an engraved invitation? Get over here and take him!"

That sprung the techs into motion, as they scooped up Kingpin and wheeled him inside the hospital. Slowly, Yuriko stood up fully aware of sore muscles despite her regeneration. Yuriko spoke to no one as she slowly followed the techs inside the building, "Damn, that woman took a lot out of me."

Her battle with Batwoman was permanently etched within the cyborg's mind, Yuriko reviewed the flow of battle as she know traveled within the corridors of the hospital. And now after fighting one of the famed bat-themed vigilantes, Lady Deathstrike felt genuine appreciation for what her lover has went through in her travails in Gotham.

In Yuriko's mind, the assassin could imagine her Harley being caught in the seemingly eternal struggle between the Batman and the Joker. Within that tired mind, she imagined this Batman as a mighty daimyo lording over the state of Gotham with an iron fist. Then this dark daimyo would dispatch samurai molded in his image to enforce his edicts. Yuriko fought one of these 'samurai' tonight, briefly wondering how deadly the actual Batman was if Batwoman was one his disciples.

Suppressing a shudder, Yuriko continued to imagine these samurai being dispatched to deal with crime bosses within the daimyo's domain -- seeing the worst struggle with the Bandit Boss Joker and his minions. The depraved Joker toying with everyone like chaos personified using a geisha named Harley as a pawn in his private war with the Daimyo Batman.

Worry fulled Yuriko, as she could see in her mind's eye this Japanese opera ending as if could hardly fail to end.... Deathstrike found a bench to sit down leaning her head back against the cold wall, "I really need a vacation..." And so do you, Harleysama. We both need to get away from this madness... We need a chance to live....

A few moments later, Yuriko's own phone buzzed with a message.