Roleplay:The Elemental Wars

The sequel to The Fury Of The Elemental Gods!

Plot
The Elemental Clans are ten clans scattered throughout Mobius that are each tied to one of the Elemental Gods. Although they don't always get along, major conflicts outside of their respective territories are rare.

Unfortunately, now their deities have disappeared, all contact being severed between them and the Clans' priests and priestesses. Enraged, terrified and shocked, the ten Clans grow restless. Only a mysterious 11th Clan that worships a being of Nothingness known as Nihlus knows what happened to the Elemental Gods...

Rules

 * 1) Do not godmod
 * 2) Do not troll
 * 3) Do not alter the plot
 * 4) No more than 3 characters to a person (not counting groups)
 * 5) RP IS INVITE ONLY; all others must ask
 * 6) Do not just randomly jump into a scene; build up your arrival with things like "(Suddenly, such and such and such)".

Invited People
(Only I may edit this list)
 * Flash
 * Kagimizu
 * Famotill
 * Jon
 * Vampire
 * Lightning
 * Wh!te
 * Memphis
 * S-Flare
 * BloodSonic
 * Flab
 * Smash
 * Banzai
 * Xabior
 * Hunter
 * Shima
 * BoostPowah
 * DigiKatana
 * Tailsman
 * Gale
 * Shadow DragonKnight
 * E-113 Xi
 * Smash
 * Banzai
 * Shousenka

Heroes

 * The Elemental Clans (played by Ryu and others w/ permission; also anyone can play random villagers/soldiers)
 * The Elemental Gods (played by Ryu and others w/ permission)
 * Statyx the Hedgehog (played by Kagi)
 * Fou the Phoenix (played by Kagi)
 * Will the Echidna and the Freedom Fighters Mk. II (Played by Flash and others w/ permission)
 * Flare the Wolf and The Elementals (Played by Flash)
 * Johnny D. the Fox (Jon)
 * Endac Korinth Dragonbane (Shadow D. Knight)
 * Felix the Echidna (Shadow D. Knight)
 * Krados Trandigo the Drowhog (Shadow D. Knight)
 * Ian Fy Pyroclasm (Shadow D. Knight)
 * Dusk the Hedgehog (Shadow D. Knight)
 * Alasdair the Lionolf (User:Gale)
 * Shockwave the Dark

Neutral

 * Celestial
 * Alasdair the Lionolf (General Knight)
 * Falco the Eagle - Undercover as a member of the Wind Clan. (09jhero)
 * Shousenka the Echidna - (Shou)

Villains

 * Those who wish to attack the clans.


 * The Trolls (played by anyone)
 * Rancor the Lynx (played by Ryu; the traitor of the Dark Clan!)
 * Nihlic Clan of Nihlus (played by anyone w/ permission. These guys are often traitors to their own clans, and can be seen wielding any elemental ability, not to mention rare and high-powered abilities. These can members are followers of Nihlus, the alternate version of Evil, God of the Trolls.)

Intro
[Within a foggy, dark place on Mobius, a massive, black-robed echidna with a bone mask covering his face stands before the eight Elemental Gods, restrained by the mist itself]

???: And so it comes that I, Nihlus, the Older Brother of the Elemental Gods, truly a band of over-glorified Chaos beasts with elements instead of the might of Chaos, have taken my younger siblings captive after these many thousand years. It wasn't that hard either. I mean, who set you against each other? Who was that dark little voice whispering in your ears, telling you that your opposite number was out to get you and your clan, causing the infighting that stopped your clans from seeing the truth, and stopped you from remembering or seeing that you had an older brother. None of you can challenge me, although I invite you try. I desire to see your elemental spears in action, to learn their power and how to use them properly. Please, siblings, try me.

Voidstar: You're mad...!! No wonder Ka exiled you!!

Nihlus: Ka? Exile? You are wrong. I was the first of you, the one existent first, as Chaos is with the Chaos Beasts. I was not created, I EXISTED, as did they. Ka may have created you, but NOBODY created me. That is why all of your powers are barely a drop within mine - I am a GOD, you are mere beasts, no better than your genetic spawn. I, too, have beasts at my command, and even my ascot, my alternate side as it were, on my side. Slowly, the Chaos Beasts shall join you in prison, then each of the Nega Beasts, Sol Beasts, and even the entire army of Anarchy Creatures, to prove that I truly am the Ultimate Power within the multiverse, because your "Creator" cannot interfere with the events of the Multiverse, only his own "Realm". Now, doesn't that make you mad. Come on, take it out. Attack me. Fiamme, the hothead of the group, come on, strike me down with that spear of yours, and prove me wrong.

[Fiamme snarls.]

Fiamme: And so I shall!!

''[A large spear of molten rock and fire manifests in her hands. She hurls it with both hands, roaring. It flies like a dart at Nihlus, only for him to catch it with both hands, the spear vanishing in a flash of light.]''

Nihlus: Is that it? I'm disappointed. Maybe if you all attack at once...

Voidstar: Yes. All together now, my brothers and sisters...!

''[All ten manifest their respective spear attacks and hurl them at Nihlus, all at the same time. Within Nihlus's hands appeared A ripple of energy, a mirage-like sword that he used to destroy some of the spears, the others vanishing on contact with him with mirage-like ripples where they struck.]''

Nihlus: Well, too bad. I didn't expect you to give up so easily, but that was your strongest? Your signature? No wonder you came here unprepared for your convocation, purely because I drew you here. You are nothing to my power.

Kyanos: It did nothing...?!

Nihlus: Surprised? It is as I said: I am a god, you are mere beasts in my image.

Celeritas: You are no god; you are a devil!

[Nihlus simply raises an eyebrow, before laughing at the comment]

Nihlus: Actually, I am neither. I am the Master Elemental Beast, and you all represent the Lesser Beasts. Like the Chaos Beasts have their emeralds, I shall decide on a prison for you...with my aspect's help.

''[A black silhouette appears in the mist. They all turn to look at it as it takes on a form similar to Nihlus, but in the form of a giant, uber-haired recolor. He laughs as Nihlus sweeps his hand dramatically.]''

Nihlus: As a God, I have aspects, Gods based on myself that are essentially me with an altered personality and abilities. Presenting my aspect known as Evilagram, God of the Trolls!

All: !!

Evil: Yea, that's right, pathetic fools. Now, the true Elemental God and I have buisness, so be good prisoners, and the mist won't cause you more pain than needed.

Nihlus: The mist is part of my powers. It dampens your powers when I want it to, and restricts you movements too...like now.

Neso: You won't get away with this...!!

Nihlus: And whom shall stop me? You? Chaos and his band of beasts? Chrono? That alien Vitiosis? Trollus, who Evil can control? The Ring beasts? I doubt it. I have taken steps to prevent any of them getting involved.

''[None of them can think of an argument. Nihlus smirks.]''

Nihlus: You see? I am not afraid of you. Goodbye for now, my siblings. [Nihlus strides out, while Evil seems to fade]

Part 1
''[In the Red Mountain Zone, Drakath the Lion, the leader of the Fire Clan, can be seen looking out towards the valley. The second-in-command, Enshoku the Wolf, is standing next to him.]''

Enshoku: ....sir?

Drakath: Do you sense that, Enshoku? That change in the air?

Enshoku: Change?

Drakath: Something is wrong...

Enshoku: .........

[In the Southern Tundra, Tunndrae the Fox, the Ice Clan's leader, is walking around...]

Tunndrae: This isn't right.....why can't I sense Kyanos' presence?

[She stops and looks around, feeling that she is being watched.]

Tunndrae: [She unsheathes a dagger made of ice] Who's there?

{SFX: *twig snapping*}

Tunndrae: [Whips around towards the noise] !!

[Further out, closer to G.U.N territory, Flare and a group of his teammates stood, watching...]

Flare: Something's wrong. I can't feel...anything! The Beasts, they slumber, so they have lowered power levels, but something has silenced the great powers.

[In the Electric Clan village...]

Voltassa: This it terrible. First we lose all contact with Haeos, then my brother...

Elettricitá: Whomever did this shall taste my blade!

Erosito: [Pulls out his scramasax] Mine too!

[The other soldiers voice their agreements.]

Rigel: Could it have been the Water Clan that did this?

Voltassa: I doubt it...I've heard that their god has disappeared as well...

[In the Water Clan village, an otter priestess is meditating.]

Otter: ..........

[A stingray priest is watching her.]

Stingray: Anything...?

Otter: ............ [stops meditating] No...there's no sign of Neso's presence...

(Up high somewhere...)

Cold: Are you sure your girlfriend is here?

Sai: Yeah.

''[Meanwhile again, near the G.U.N base, a small figure can be seen lurking about. Upon closer examination it appears to be a young male porcupine, soaked thoroughly with water and shivering like a leaf. He sneezes every now and then, creating a small shower of electrical sparks from his nose.]''

???: Ughh.......th-this sucks....*sneezes again*

''[He is getting nearer to the base, but does not realize this. Meanwhile, near the Mist-laden peak, the leaders of Nihlus's clan were grouped together around a table within the leader's house.]''

Pianura: We now have a problem. Nihlus ordered us to start attacking our opponents, but never told us which one. Where do we start?

Nulla You lead us, Pianura. You tell us.

Pianura: I called you here to guide me, not the other way around.

Niks: You could try a dice. Back in the Twilight Cage, Zero, me and the other kids in our village would do that when we couldn't decide something.

Pianura: And WHERE am I going to get a dice with the elements on it?

Zero: Try asking, ma'am. [Zero reaches into his pocket and withdraws a twelve-sided dice, each side colored in a different color, eight sides possessing the elemental symbols.] Let's say that the other two sides are the other thorns in our plans, the Freedom Fighters and...

Niente G.U.N! Those backstabbing bastards!

Zero: Exactly. I throw the dice into the air like so... [Zero hurls the small dice into the air with a smooth flick, letting it spin as it rose and fell] And whatever is at the top when it stops moving is the target. ''[The dice slams into the table top and rolls slightly. All upon the table hold their breath as it continues to roll...and stops, the light-blue Ice side pointing straight up.]''

Pianura: The Ice Clan... Tunndrae's command. This is our target.

Niks & Niente: We shall prepare our forces.

Pianura: Indeed. Soon, we shall begin our assault, for the glory of Nihlus, the Forgotten Elemental God!

(At Station Square with Johnny, he brought four of his off-road vehicles in an isolated dirt track environment for a test drive such as; F80, Ronin Mk IV, Arclight and Uradna-66)

Johnny: [wipes away sweat] Whew! Took me several hours to bring these hot wheels in a non-asphalt environment. Now then. [looking at the four vehicles before seeing his sprint car] Aha! The Arclight!

(Johnny then hobbles towards the sprint car before getting inside after opening the door and later closing it. He fires up the car and peels off towards the dirt track, leaving three of his vehicles parked. He can be heard shouting with excitement while racing through the dirt road.)

''[Meanwhile, near the G.U.N base, a dark figure can be seen between the trees, watching the base. It is nearly dusk outside, better camouflaging the intruder with his black fur. G.U.N. soldiers are meanwhile busy patrolling.]''

???: [To himself; has a Cockney accent] Ehehe...easy targets...

''[He stealthily steps out of the forest, the cover of night keeping him well-hidden. Soon, other shadowy figures follow him, keeping to the edge of the forest and away from the spotlights.]''

G.U.N. Troop 1: Hm? *looks around*

''[The figure points at the soldier silently. An arrow, coated in Dark energy, flies from the group of shadowy figures and towards the soldier.]''

G.U.N. Troop 1: *hit in the shoulder* Gah!!

???: Attack!

[The other archers fire more arrows at the G.U.N troops as the others attack with ranged Dark-aligned moves, such as Dark Pulse and Shadow Ball.]

G.U.N. Troop 2: Everyone, fall back! We're under attack!!

G.U.N. Troop 3: *gets hit by an attack* GRAAAAHHH!!!

G.U.N. Troop 1: *panting, he uses a radio to call in* Alert...! Alert...! We're... under attack...! Intruders use Dark-aligned abilities and weaponry, please send reinforcements...!!

''[The intruders approach the base quickly, still attacking. The G.U.N. troops try to fire back at the intruding clansmen. Some are hit, but they just keep on advancing.]''

???: WARNING. YOU ARE IN A RESTRICTED AREA. HALT YOUR ADVANCEMENT AND DROP YOUR WEAPONS.

??? 2: Keep going!! These mongrels will pay in blood for takin' our God away from us!!

''[He fires a Shadow Ball at one of the soldiers. However, a large G.U.N. mech crashes to the ground, intercepting the blast. It is soon followed by a squadron of other mechs, who aim their weaponry at the intruders. An ermine holding a shortbow looks at the group leader, who is finally revealed to be a rather wiry male ursine.]''

Ermine: M-Maybe we should parley, Varjud...?

[The bear, Varjud, glares at the ermine.]

Varjud: There's no reasoning wit' G.U.N, Tenebre! They think everything belongs to them...!

Mech: YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. HALT NOW, OR YOU SHALL BE TREATED AS HOSTILE TARGETS AND TERMINATED.

Tenebre: B-But maybe they can help us...! Maybe they didn't capture Voidstar!

[Varjud growls, looking quite peeved.]

Varjud: Drop your weapons, everyone.

[The other Dark Clan soldiers obediently drop their weapons.]

Varjud: You'd better be right about this, Ten.

Mech: ENEMY WEAPONS NEUTRALIZED. TARGETS CAPTURED. SURROUND AND DETAIN.

[Several of the mechs surround the intruders, keeping the weapons trained on the clan members.]

Mech: ENEMIES ARE TO BE IMPRISONED FOR QUESTIONING UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE.

[The soldiers all hold up their hands as Varjud glares at Tenebre.]

Tenebre: Ehehe...a-at least they're not shooting us...

[All of the clansmen are lead into the base as medics head towards the injured troops.]

Varjud: *thinking* Worst raid ever.

[The mechs lead the intruders into the base, keeping them under close watch. One of the Dark Clan soldiers, a male rat, has been badly injured earlier but managed to avoid detection by the G.U.N medics. He stumbles over to Varjud.]

Rat: *whispering* Hey, what do we do now?

Varjud: *whispering* Nothing. Hang on, you're injured!

Rat: *whisper* Quiet, man! I don't trust these guys...!

[The mechs notice that the clanspeople have stopped.]

Mech: CONTINUE MOVING, OR YOUR ACTIONS SHALL BE TREATED AS RESISTING DETAINMENT.

''[Varjud slaps the back of the rat's head and continues walking, along with all the others. The Mechs take the Dark Clan members to a prison area, putting them all in a large prison room.]''

Varjud: [Looks around] ........

Mech: YOU SHALL BE DETAINED HERE UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE.

Varjud: That's nice.

[With the jail doors locked tightly and guard mechs on standby, the Dark Clan members are forced to wait several hours until someone comes.]

Rat: .....now I'm bored.

Varjud: Shuddup, Skelfing.

[The clansmen then hear a shuffle of feet.]

'''Solder: Attent, HUT!! Present, arms!!

???: At ease soldier. I'm here to see the interlopers.

Varjud: Finally, we can get some answers now...

A green hedgehog with yellow marks, electric blue eyes and black arm-braces walks up to the cell door, with two armed soldiers right behind him.]

Statyx: So, you're the rag-tag bunch of sneaks, are you?

Skelfing: Who ya callin' rag-tag, you son of a-

Varjud: [Shoves the rat a bit] We came fer our God.

Statyx: If you're looking for religion, a high-security military facility isn't exactly the bes-

Varjud: The God of the Dark Clan! Voidstar! We...want...him...back!!

Statyx: .....Huh?

Varjud: We know you G.U.N buggers took him! Our priests sensed it happen!

Statyx: Uh-huh.... any specifics? Like who did it?

Varjud: A whole squadron of G.U.N soldiers and mechs!

Statyx: And why would we kidnap a God? I mean G.U.N. isn't exactly flawless, but we're smarter than a certain egghead.

Varjud: Tests, experimentation, whatever the hell it is you do here.

Statyx: Listen here, we haven't done any God-hunting, especially in these parts.

Varjud: Our priests and priestesses wouldn't lie!

Statyx: Eh, whatevs.

Varjud: Yew callin' them liars?!

Statyx: Yes actually, since I know for a fact that we don't have any Gods here.

Tenebre: Err...Varjud, what if somebody tampered with the priests' visions...?

Varjud: Wot?? That's not possible unless yew're a very powerful being...!

Statyx: Feh, and those are in short-supply.

Varjud: I'm gettin' REAL sick of yer smart mouth...!

Tenebre: [To Statyx] W-Well, did you hear anything, at least, sir...?

Statyx: And your accent is bugging me, so we're both at a loss.

Varjud: [Growls and facepalms]

Tenebre: Uhh, e-excuse me..

Statyx: What?

Tenebre: D-Do you have any idea who could have taken Voidstar...?

Statyx: First I'd have to know who or what a "Voidstar" is and what it or they are capable of to have even the slightest idea.

Tenebre: But, I thought you G.U.N people had tabs on all of the Elemental Clans?

Statyx: Clans, yes. Deities, not so much.

Tenebre: Well that's not really helpful...

Statyx: Boo-hoo. My problem is your hostile actions against G.U.N.; not your own clan issues or whatever.

Varjud: Well, when this world starts falling apart thanks to The Elemental Gods going missing, you'll wish you'd been more helpful.

Statyx: And why should I believe you in the first place? How do I know this isn't just to steal G.U.N. tech and get an edge on the other clans?

Varjud: We have no use for your wretched, environment-destroying technology! Our greatest conflict stands against the Light Clan, and while we fight, we've never made attempts to utterly destroy one another.

[He crosses his arms, glaring at Statyx.]

Varjud: Ka preaches balance, but we mortals are imperfect, and so we fight.

Statyx: Well no element is perfect, but Darkness would know best about flaws, would it not?

Varjud: *eye twitches*

Tenebre: .......

Statyx: Each element carries its own "sins", but Darkness is most known for encouraging and bringing out the worst in people. The Darkness you worship and wield, if I am correct.

Varjud: It all depends on whether or not the wielder chooses to use Voidstar's gift for evil! Too many people take advantage of that gift to make the innocent tremble with fear...Henge's damnable brother was one such person...!

Statyx: Him and countless others. So of course Darkness would know about flaws quite well.

Skelfing: Doesn't mean we abuse our powers...

Statyx: Uh-huh, so you say.

Skelfing: You've got no room to judge, G.U.N soldier. You don't know us.

Statyx: Which is why I have no reason to believe you.

Tenebre: Look, this arguing isn't going to get us anywhere...!

Statyx: True. So, perhaps I should read you your rights before you're locked up.

Tenebre: Th-That isn't what I meant! Voidstar needs our help...!!

Statyx: No proof, no reason to let you out.

Tenebre: B-But-!

Varjud: Forgit it, Ten. 'e ain't gonna listen to any of us. G.U.N types don't give a damn about us "common folk".

Statyx: *ear twitches, and he looks at Varjud* You've got a real mouth on you, y'know?

Varjud: [Crosses arms behind head] I'm only sayin' wot's on me mind.

Statyx: *snorts* .....Y'know what? I've got a preposition for you.

Varjud: Do ya, now?

Statyx: Yeah. You clan guys solve disputes among yourselves via combat, don't you?

Varjud: No. We're not barbarians. >.>

Tenebre: Combat is only used to decide a new head soldier, battle mage or assassin, unless the current head willingly relinquishes their position.

Varjud: Wot, do yew mean wit' rival clans? Then yeah, it usually comes teh that.

Statyx: Close enough. *gives Varjud a disapproving look* On both counts, given first impressions.

Varjud: *sarcastically* Forgive me, master.

Statyx: Sorry, not in a forgiving mood.

Tenebre: [Sighs and sits down] Why can't we come to a peaceful agreement?

Statyx: Breaking and entering and assault on a public officer come to mind.

Tenebre: [Looks at Varjud] I'm thinking we should have just asked.

Varjud: Like they'd listen to us!

Statyx: Well, here's my preposition to you guys: I take any number of you guys on in a fight. You win, you get total reign and free access to every square inch of this place, free to search anywhere you want.

Soldier: B-but sir-!!

Statyx: However, if I win, you take me directly to your Clan's location, and I find out whether or not you're telling the truth.

Tenebre: [To Varjud] Sir, why don't we just take them there in the first place...?

Varjud: Because, I don' trust these self-righteous blokes. [to Statyx] Yeh got a deal, G.U.N soldier. [holds out hand to shake]

Statyx: *grabs Varjud's hand and shakes*

Varjud: Now...[looks back at his comrades] Hmm...

Skelfing: Ooh! Pick me, pick me!

Varjud: Siddown ya idjit! I ain't lettin' you fight wit' wounds like tha'!

Skelfing: Oh c'mon!

Varjud: Yeh took a bullet teh the gizzard, then yeh snuck off wit' us when yeh shoulda gone teh the medical ward. I ain't risking a death.

Statyx: *waits for a decision to be made*

Skelfing: It's just a flesh wound!

[Varjud lightly pokes the bullet wound on the rat's stomach, making him grunt in pain.]

Skelfing: Ghh.. [looks down] I think the bullet's still in there. Ten, pas me an arrow, will ya?

[He sits down as the ermine hands him and arrow, and proceeds to use the tip of it to try and dig the bullet out.]

Varjud: Yew moron, yer gonna spear yer guts! [he grabs Skelfing's arm]

Skelfing: Hang on, I can get it out!

''[A thin arc of electricity travels from the other side of the room to the wound. Skelfing's nerves around the wound become numb as the bullet slowly extracts itself from his wound, before suddenly flying high-speed back to the other side of the room. Right into Statyx's hand as he catches it.]''

Statyx: *wearing a smirk that's barely concealing his smugness* If the guy wants to fight, feel free to let him. I don't plan on killing any of you. But as an experienced combatant, I'm not adverse to taking a pragmatic approach to combat; if I see a weakness in an individual or a group, I will take advantage of it. Just putting that out there.

''[Skelfing looks down at the wound on his stomach, quite surprised. Varjud frowns a bit.]''

Varjud: Alright then..

[He turns to his comrades.]

Varjud: Who wants in?

[Immediately the others raise their hands in excitement, eager to defend the honor of Voidstar.]

Varjud: Alright, les' see...Skel, you can join if you really want to.

Skelfing: Yes! [jumps up]

[Varjud also picks out Myrkur the Hedgehog, Kuuvalgus the Fox, Schwarz the Zomutt, Gwyll the Dingo, Seseliai the Beaver, Synkka the Serval, Cysgodion the Skunk and Keganasan the Chinchilla.]

Varjud: Alright, that should be good.

Statyx: Very well. *nonchalantly opens the cell doors without supervision* Follow me.

[The chosen Dark Clan soldiers follow Statyx out of the cell, leaving the others behind.]

Statyx: *casually leads the Dark Clan soldiers down the hallway without a seeming care in the world, paying the group of warriors behind him no caution or mind*

Gwyll: [Hushed tone; to Varjud] I bet he's planning something...

Varjud: Hm...

''[Eventually, they all reach a very large domed room with artificial lightning, the only opening being the one door. Once everyone enters, the doors slam shut tightly.]

Statyx: *turns around to face the soldiers* Alright everybody. Shall we begin?

Skelfing: Yes! [steps forward but Varjud holds him back]

Varjud: Don't get so eager now, Skelly. Yew still 'ave a great bloody hole in yer stomach.

Statyx: Five.

''[Schwarz cracks his knuckles, and Gwyll and Seseliai's hands starts to glow with Dark energy as they take battle stances. Kuuvalgus, Cysgodion, Keganasan and Myrkur stand there waiting, the chinchilla smirking as she crosses her arms. Synkka looks apathetic while Skelfing shifts from foot to foot impatiently, eager to battle.]''

Statyx: Four.... feel free to attack by the way; I'm just counting down from how long until I make my move.

[Skelfing grins and steps forward again, but is held back by Varjud.]

Varjud: Wait.

Statyx: *raises an eyebrow in interest* Three.

[The beaver and the dingo continue to gather energy while the others wait, tense.]

Statyx: Two....

Varjud: .....

Statyx: One.... Zero.

''[Seseliai throws out a Darkened Bastion (high-level shield) to protect her comrades while Gwyll shoots a Shadow Ball at Statyx. The hand-to-hand combatants wait for Statyx to react, excluding Skelfing, who runs at him.]''

Skelfing: For Voidstar!

''[Statyx quickly sidesteps the Shadow Ball towards Skelfing. Smirking, Statyx performed a two-knuckle jab directly at Skelfing's bullet wound. With a grunt of pain, the rat doubles over, clutching his stomach while his tail quickly wraps around Statyx's leg and yanks hard. The apathetic-looking female serval walks forward a bit, keeping her keen cat's eyes on Statyx.]''

Statyx: *in retaliation he goes with the pull, turning it into a handstand and pulling his leg upwards, Skelfing with them* Now, let's see if that barrier can distinguish friend and foe! *Statyx performs a handstand spin, quickly increasing speed until he finally throws Skelfing at the barrier*

''[The rat splats against the barrier, which briefly flashed black when struck. He is comically imprinted in mid-air before he falls forward, right next to Varjud. The bear just shakes his head and sighs.]''

Statyx: *pushed off of the ground and back into a standing position* Well? Is anyone else going to make a move? Please, I insist.


 * (Ryu-Hmm...)
 * (Kagi: I hope they have something else. Otherwise I could bring this to a quick end.)
 * (Ryu-That'd be pretty humiliating for my charas)
 * (Kagi: It's more about pragmatism and resourcefulness than brute force.)
 * (Ryu-The Dark Clan soldiers are certainly capable of that. Skelfing's just too enthusiastic most of the time.)


 * (Kagi: Ryu, am I missing something? It's still your turn.)
 * (Ryu-Wait...oh yeah, it is.)

[The impassive serval walks up to Statyx, her eyes locked on his.]

Statyx: Oh no you don't, I'm not getting caught in any mind-tricks. *he focuses instead on her legs, so as to keep track of her without making eye contact*

[And suddenly the palm of her hand came flying at his face with an almost absurd speed.]

Statyx: *quickly deflects the technique, grinning as he realizes two things: one, this serval specializes in hand-to-hand combat, so no worry of mind tricks or illusions from her. Two, he has the advantage* So sorry, but I'm afraid you're not quite at the proper speed. Here, lemme show you. *performs a palm thrust into her gut so fast it's a blur, the high speed resulting in a powerful impact sending her flying*

Part 2
(Back with Johnny, after he tests out his latest sprint vehicle, he stops momentarily)

Johnny: All right then. Now, [climbs out of the vehicle] what to test drive next...?

Within the plains nearby, it seems as though the elements are in discord over G.U.N.'s unwanted trespassing. However, a lone warrior of Elven heritage can be seen, stained in the blood of fallen G.U.N. soldiers as he crosses the wilderness, searching for someone or something. Smirking, the figure is hunched on one knee, sword out stretched to the side while a soldier falls to his knees from loss of blood from a deep and fatal abdominal rend. "You fools should of stood out of my way..."

Meanwhile, a Mobianised Linoone quickly scaled a G.U.N. sentry tower, stealing the film from the camera there, before returning to the ground. "Got it. Good ol' Pianura better pay up for this, I mean, my people went out of their way to report it to me, so this better be good enough for some info." * * * At Hope Tower, where the Light Clan resides, life seems to be going on normally, however, the mysterious loss of contact with Celeritas has everyone worried and on edge. A pure white ferret with gray hair and facial mask, with a short sword held loosely in one paw, was sitting on one of the Tower's balconies, watching the sunset with an impassive expression on his face. * * * (Back with Johnny, he senses something, as if something felt disturbed.)

Johnny: ... [shrugs] It's probably nothing.

(Johnny, still undecided, is still trying to pick out a vehicle; he then gets inside the Ronin Mk IV)

Johnny: [starts up its engine] All right... [revs its engine] let's do this!

(He then drives off towards the off-road terrain course. Unbeknownst to Johnny, his vehicle has a loud engine noise, which would echo through the forest within several meters away)

[The loud roar of the Ronin Mk IV is heard faintly by a green-furred male Galago.]

Galago: ???

[The galago can also hear the turbo kicking and a couple of misfiring blasts from the vehicle, as if it was navigating through slopes and turns.]

Galago: Hmph! [jumps down from the tree he was sitting in] Who would have the nerve to treat this sacred forest like an off-road track?! [runs towards the noise]

(As he arrives towards the noise, he can see a heavily modified rally car, known as the Ronin Mk IV, driven by Johnny (although he does not know it), racing along through a dirt terrain)

Galago: ಠ_ಠ

(As the car speeds by the galago, he notices a driver inside the Ronin Mk IV, which happens to be Johnny. Johnny does not notice the Nature Clan scout as he continues to drive through the off-road terrain (or as the galago calls it, the sacred forest))

Galago: HEY!! YOU STOP RIGHT THERE!! [runs after Johnny]

Johnny: [racing along until he notices the galago in a rear-view mirror] Huh? I'd speed up, but then again... [slows his vehicle down] why risk damaging it?

(He then slows his Ronin Mk IV to a stop before getting out of his vehicle)

Johnny: [to the galago, looking down] Is something wrong?

Galago: You better believe there's something wrong! You're rampaging through this forest like it was some...some race track!

[The galago is a bit shorter than Johnny, and lean and wiry.]

Johnny: [looks behind to his off-road terrain; sweatdrops, chuckles nervously] Well... at least the trees are still there.

Galago: You're damn lucky they're still there... ಠ_ಠ

Johnny: I'd clean it all up myself, but then again... it'll take months to clean everything up, but no worries, [pulls out his phone and starts texting] I have someone who can clean up the mess up. ^^

(He finishes texting before putting his phone away)

Galago: O RLY? Who, then?

Johnny: Well... G.U.N.

Galago: Them?! They've destroyed forests too, except on purpose so they can build their damn buildings!!

Johnny: What?! Nono, it's not what you think! I just told them if they can help me out on clearing out the off-road terrain I just put up and transport my rides back to my home! Honest!

Galago: [Crosses his arms] Hmph...very well...

Johnny: [hears G.U.N. vehicles] Speaking of G.U.N., here they come.

(The three G.U.N. vehicles (transporter truck, bulldozer and dump truck) arrive at the forest and G.U.N. Soldiers gets out of their vehicles)

Galago: [Looks at the vehicles with distrust]

(The G.U.N. gets out of their vehicles, with the exception of a driver commandeering tthe bulldozer as it scoops up the dirt terrain and dumping onto the truck, while the G.U.N. soldiers take Johnny's vehicles onto the auto-transport truck)

Johnny: [to the galago] See? Nothing to worry about.

Galago: I guess not...

(The dirt terrain is finally cleared up, this revealing patches of grass, still intact, and Johnny heads inside the auto-transporter)

Johnny: [waves] Laters!

[The G.U.N. vehicles, with Johnny, leave the forest intact and unscathed.]

Galago: ....um....okay, later.. * * * [Later that night, Johnny is asleep whilst leaning against the window as the G.U.N. truck is transporting his vehicles back home.]

Tantrum: [snickers as he watches the G.U.N. truck passing by] Target spotted...

Mac: Bombs away! [tosses smoke grenades at the front of the G.U.N. Truck, which releases smokescreen]

Driver: What the-?! [tries to veer away from the smoke]

Johnny: [immediately wakes up as he felt the truck veering] ?!

(The G.U.N. truck then crashes into a wall, thus damaging it, which also results in sending Johnny's vehicles flying and smashing onto the ground. Johnny also hits his face on the windshield of the truck after being crashed into it. The G.U.N. Driver is dazed and injured but still alive)

Johnny: [groans; muffled] What happened...?!

Driver: Smoke...bomb...

(Suddenly, Johnny is suddenly stung by a needle, which is a sedative, caused by Mac!)

Johnny: [yelps] Guh! Something stung me...! It's... [falls unconsious]

(As soon as Johnny falls unconscious, Mac opens the door of the G.U.N. Truck and both he and tantrum pulls Johnny away from the truck! The G.U.N. Driver is helpless to do anything about them due to being injured and dazed as he sees Johnny getting kidnapped by the evil Trolls.)

G.U.N Soldier: [Weakly reaches for his walky-talky and turns it on] Help...kidnapping....Trolls....

(As he waits for backup to arrive, Johnny is taken into the Troll Moon Base. Johnny looks around, blurry and all, as he vaguely sees mac and Tantrum dragging him towards the cell before being thrown inside it.)

Tantrum: [chuckles evilly] Be a good little fox and stay in your little cell.

Mac: Aren't you a fox too, Tantrum?

Tantrum: STFU, Mac. ¬¬

(The two leave the cell with Johnny inside it.) * * * Back, close to the entrance to the Transitory Mists, the Linoone swung off a customized motorbike, wiping the sweat from his face as he pulled off his helmet. "Now, Pianura, here I come. You better be ready to pay up."

"Oh, we are, Thantos, depending on what you brought us." With that, a gray hedgecat emerged from the shadows of a nearby hut.

"Nulla...long time no see. What I bring you is important. Pianura needs this, ASAP. It's footage of the Dark Clan. They've gone crazy and attacked G.U.N." Thantos reached into his backpack, and withdrew a portable DVD player, and CD case. He handed each to the hedgecat.

"Thank you, Thantos. For this vital information, I think it's worth this little piece, and Pianura agreed." From behind her back, Nulla presented the Linoone with an envelope. He opened it with a claw swipe, and the sudden expansion of his eyes was much more fulfilling as he read the message - The Nihlic Clan, the true Elemental Clan, shall attack the Fire Clan in two weeks from the first of next month.

"This information is worth an equal price to that which I gave you. Pleasure doing buisness with you." Thantos placed his helmet back on his head, then swung over his motorbike and roared off.

"Foolish Linoone...if only he realized that our true target was the Ice Clan, on that same date! Now, to return to Pianura, and deliver my information." As Nulla thought, she was already running back towards her clan, DVD player and disc safe in a satchel on her side. * * * Meanwhile, back near the Ice Clan's village, a scout hung near the outskirts, a bee using Nihlikinesis to stay hidden, as he gathered information. Only a few scouts were near the outskirts as well, most of the other villagers further inside. A second figure using Nihlikinesis emerged, and tapped the bee on the shoulder.

"Pianura wants us back at base. Said something about intelligence being laid back until she returns from her boyfriend Rancor's little hut, something about Dark Clan going nuts, blah, blah blah." The hedgehog nodded to the mist he had created. "Come on, my sister gets angry easily." The two remained unnoticed by the Ice Clan scouts.

Meanwhile, Pianura forced herself forwards, towards the home of the lynx traitor to the Dark Clan, a man who's knowledge of the Dark Clan and their tactics was to serve the Nihlic Clan well...and a man who, despite the fact that he was close to a decade older than her, had Pianura's heart aflutter whenever she thought of him. The people of her own clan were respectful, but not the kind she could ever envision settling down with. Sighing silently, she rounded the corner, towards his home.

The lynx, meanwhile, was busy maintaining his collection of throwing knives. He did not know that Pianura was approaching his home, but he would certainly be pleasantly surprised. The Nihlic Clan leader was a strong and militaristic woman, qualities that Rancor greatly respected.

Quietly, Pianura approached, stumbling slightly over a loose stone, before standing at the door, uncertain whether or not he was home, whether to knock or not.

Rancor's keen ears seemed to pick up Pianura's slight stumble, and he turned towards the door. "Who's there?" he asked.

Pianura blushed slightly, caught off guard. "It's me. Pianura, leader of the Nihlic Clan. I have footage of a Dark Clan attack on a G.U.N. base, and I wondered if you could tell me why they just lost control."

Rancor's ears perked up as he opened the door to allow Pianura inside. "It's a pleasure to see you again, Lady Pianura. The Dark Clan's gone berserk, you say?"

"Indeed. Our contract with the Pickup Merchants had their leader personally deliver video footage of their attack, which I brought with me." Pianura grimaced. "I don't know what to say, other than that."

"That doesn't sound like something Maliseer or my brother would organize," said Rancor, sitting back and putting his hands behind his head. "Such reckless tactics are just one of the many reasons the Dark Clan is weak."

Pianura smiled. "I agree, but we were already planning an attack. The Ice Clan. If we hadn't been, Maliseer would have fallen to my hand. I think it was because of the disappearance of their gods...by Nihlus's hand, I must admit."

"Ahh, so that's what happened," said the traitorous lynx. "My my, I wonder what happened to those silly soldiers who stormed the G.U.N base? Captured, I'll bet."

He smiled, apparently relishing the thought,

"You could probably take out the Dark Clan quite easily after you attack the Ice Clan. Those fools in charge probably sent all their fighting forces to G.U.N," he continued.

"I admit, the same thing was out of our head soldier's mouth once we convinced her to stick to the Ice Clan attack. Would you be willing to fight alongside us, against your former allies? Just making an offer." Pianura blushed faintly at that idea.

"I would be honored to," said Rancor, blushing faintly himself.

"Great!" Pianura burst, before catching her girlish outburst by covering her mouth, the blush it elicited turning her cheeks bright red. "I mean, I would be honored to have you amongst us."

"Wonderful," said Rancor, not at all surprised by her outburst. He was happy that she was excited to destroy their enemy.

Pianura grimaced and shifted uncomfortably, embarrassed.

"It's quite alright," said Rancor, smiling, still blushing faintly. * * * (Back with Johnny, who is locked up behind a cell, he tries to think of a way to escape from the Moon Base)

Johnny: [thinking] ''I don't know how and why the Troll ba****** kidnapped me for no reason... but I have to get on out of here if I want to return to Mobius.'' [places his hand on the locking mechanism and begins to increase the heat from his hand]

(Eventually, Johnny managed to burn away the lock, causing it to slide open before the alarm goes off inside the Troll Moon Base)

Johnny: Now... to escape! [runs off from the cell in an effort to find a way to escape the base]

(The alarm goes off inside the Mood Base, with Toxic awoken by surprise from the alarm inside the control room)

Toxic: [sputters awake] Bwuh, what the--?! [looks at hte monitor and sees Johnny making an escape] Oh no he is NOT escaping the base! Not on my watch! [activates the microphone]

(There is some feedback from the speakers throughout the base as the other Trolls murmur in confusion before hearing Toxic's warning)

Toxic (over microphone): Calling all trolls! Flame boy, a.k.a. Johnny, has breached through the holding cell and is about to escape! Stop him at all costs, Trolls!

(The Trolls cheer as the run throughout the base in searching to stop Johnny from escaping the base.) * * * At Old Robotropolis, a few Poison Clan scouts are busy harvesting scrap metal from the remains of Old Robotropolis' capital building. The insignia of Old Robotropolis' former tyrant is barely visible, having been eroded away by time and chemicals. The only things that live here now, besides the Poison Clan, are wild Poison-type Pokemon and, as it is rumored, a monstrous beast. But that's a story for another day.

Two of the scouts, a lean and wiry male cacomistle and a slim female lemur, manage to wrench free the exposed wing of a small Egg-jet, buried under piles of dirt and concrete.

"This Eggman fellow sure left behind a lot of neat things," the lemur commented, brushing some dust off of the surface of the salvaged wing.


 * Despite what was probably an abandoned Eggman robotics base Shousenka still decided upon an investigation, perhaps uncover a clue or two as to where the crazy mustached scientific genius went to next. However the echidna was surprised to see a couple other mobians rummaging through his scrap. He wasn't particularly excited at the prospect that two mongrels could potentially get in the way. "You two," Shousenka started with an exclamation upon his voice. "You seen some ginger bald guy run through here?" He thought he could at least get some information while they were still somewhat useful.

The two immediately jumped at Shousenka's sudden intrusion.

"Eh?? Who're you??" the cacomistle barked. But the female lemur was more interested in the echidna's description of the one he was pursuing.

"Ginger, bald guy? Does he look a lot like this symbol?"

She held up the wing, showing the faded yet unmistakable insignia of the Eggman Empire.


 * Shousenka wasn't interested in the Cacomistle's line of question, opting to pay more attention to the shrapnel the lemur was holding and to ignore the other guy altogether. The echidna's hand gripped upon his katana much tighter as he recognized that stupid bug-eyed face anywhere. "Sure as hell looks like him," The white swordsman announced. "You any idea where he is, or might have gone to?"

"Oh, he fled the coop long time ago, hun," the lemur continued, leaning slightly against the dismembered jet wing.

"This place has been deserted for...maybe three or so years."


 * The echidna looked around his surroundings; the structure was of heavy iron that didn't seem to rust or corrode under weather effects, the ground seemed damp from over-saturated soil from either water or perhaps used as a dumping site for toxic elements; the smell in the air was fueled by the faint smell of oil. After all this was a machine laboratory in its prime so of course it would smell like a petrol station. "Interesting, three years," Shousenka muttered to himself, the area wasn't badly damaged. "I wouldn't have guessed it had been so long."

"Well, I guess it's not technically 'abandoned'," said the lemur.

"It's just not inhabited by...sentient beings."

Indeed the faint signs of feral life were detectable around the premises. Footprints mostly, but occasional scraps of the shed skin of various animals as well.


 * A smirk crept upon the lips of the young echidna, as he began to think of what strange and strong creatures could lurk here. He surmised at the moment to prolong his venture in locating Eggman and decided to take the time to train and practice his techniques, and what better way than to use them against a living target? "I see. Show me where these beasts roam; I can do with a bit of fun before I set off again."

Almost immediately the lemur's eyes narrowed and her snout wrinkled in disgust.

"Barbarian," she hissed, looking away. The cacomistle just shrugged.

"Eh, well, if ya gotta train, ya gotta train. I wouldn't know much about that since I'm not a soldier, but..."


 * The white mobian simply shook his head violently as if to say he didn't give a flying damn about the guy's life story. He gave a small sigh before turning his back to the pair of them, non-complacent with their answers each considering both of them failed to answer his straight forward question. "Forget you two fools, I'll look for them myself." He figure began to walk away from them though he still kept his guard up; he wasn't a stranger to rear sneak attacks.

"Arrogant cad," the lemur muttered.

* * * (Back with Johnny, he manages to escape from the Troll Moon Base inside the escape pod as it launches back onto Mobius, which crash-lands onto the Fire Clan village.)

Johnny: [gets rocked around inside the escape pod as it crash lands; groans] This... sucks... [falls into unconsciousness]

The Mobianized Linoone darted towards the village, his eyes always open, wondering what he could get for his information, unaware of the crash-landing. At the same time, a regally-dressed Pyrohog approached, his expression bored but intrigued.

The crash didn't go entirely unnoticed, however; the pod nearly took out somebody's hut. Already a small squadron of soldiers and scouts were running towards the crashed pod, expecting the worst. One of the scouts was already at the pod's side, trying to find a distinguishing mark that might tell who owned the crashed vehicle. And then he noticed the window, and inside, the unconscious Johnny.

"There's someone in here!" he yelled to the others.

The fox lies at the window, unconscious. Immediately the scouts and soldiers get to work prying the window free. Eventually the window falls to the ground, and Johnny is carefully pulled free of the pod.

"Someone get the medics over here!" the rat barked. Some of his fellow scouts nodded and ran off, soon returning with three other Mobians; a vixen, a male chinchilla and a male mulgara. The three carefully picked him up and carried him towards one of the medical huts.

As Johnny was taken by the three medics, he looks around slightly, barely regaining his vision as he sees nothing more than a blur due to the impact he took from the landing inside the escape pod, as well as his eyeglasses completely broken off from the harsh landing, before closing his eyes.

"Lay him down careful now," the chinchilla instructed. With Johnny now lying unconscious on a mat, the three were able to examine his injuries better. Upon inspecting him, the medics can notice his bruises onto his head, his eyeglasses destroyed from the impact, and some off the cuts around his muzzle and some on his face.

"Injuries are localized to his head and face, it seems."

The vixen pulled off his busted glasses and set them on a table for now. As Johnny remained unconscious while his wounds are being treated, he begins having a dream within his mind, as he finds himself inside a blank void, as he explores, "Whoa... what is this place?" Johnny wonders as he wanders around his dream inside his own mind, not aware of what was going on in reality. A small outburst of noise rings out from the outskirts of the clan village, although it was muffled by the medic's hut.

Johnny's dream was suddenly interrupted by a muffled noise from the hut as his hand twitched slightly. The mulgara looked up, hearing the muffled noise, but the chinchilla immediately dismissed it.

"Let the soldiers take care of that," he said as he resumed cleaning Johnny's wounds.

Outside, the outburst already grabbed the attention of some of the soldiers. Led by a red-furred mongoose, the small group approached the source, the regally dressed pyrohog whose hand was wrapped around the throat of the Linoone, holding him aloft.

"How dare you insist that you are more important than the Crown Prince of the Pyranic Empire!?" the pyrohog roared.

"Hey, hey!! Break it up, there!!" a burly red ram barked, about to grab the pyrohog's arm to make him let the Linoone go. However, the Pyrohog drew himself up to full height, and although he was nowhere near Torxes' height, he seemed to have an aura of command around him. However, he did as asked and released the Linoone, coughing and spluttering.

"I am hear to see your Clan leaders, under our treaty. I have no idea what this street filth wants." The Linoone glared at him, but was too winded to respond.

"I see," said the ram. "You must be...Draco Pyrinth, then?"

The pyrohog nodded, his face passive, with all previous signs of rage gone. The ram bowed his head slightly.

"Very well, sir. Follow me, please."

He turned and walked towards a much larger hut, where the Clan Leaders were right now. The mongoose walked over to the Linoone.

"You okay?" he asked.

The Linoone nodded a few times, producing two things from his pockets. One was a exquisitly-crafted leather wallet, with markings indicating a Pyranic Empire noble, the other was a small, hand-written note. The Linoone took a deep breath, before speaking.

"I'm Thantos, the head of the Pickup Merchants. This note has information on it your clan may want, so I'm here to propose a trade, as my people have done in the past. Or so they claim."

"A trade? Hmm...is there anything in particular that you'd want in exchange for this information?"

"Ehh...well, I'll have to see what you have to offer first, but this is some valuable information. I'm risking my neck here..."

"Err..."

The mongoose rubbed the back of his head.

"Well...we do have some Fire weapons that are pretty valuable, but unfortunately we can't give away the REALLY valuable ones to just anyone...we've also got rare minerals mined from the soil of Red Mountain."

The linoone rubbed his hands together, a smile appearing on his face as he returned the wallet to his pocket. "Sounds like we might be able to do a deal after all."

"Great," the mongoose continued, smiling. "Uhh, we'll have to wait until Mr. Pyrinth is finished speaking with the clan leaders, though."

"Fine with me, I don't think Draco wants to see me after I...uh... borrowed his wallet anyway. Old habits die hard and all..." Thantos's smile was a little tentative and twitchy, as if embarrassed to admit his old habits as a pickpocket.

The mongoose couldn't help but laugh a bit.

"Mr. Pyrinth doesn't seem like the kind of guy who needs all that wealth anyways."

The linoone's smile broadened, and he reached into a pouch on his back, withdrawing a small berry.

"A gift for you, my way of saying thanks for seeing my side. A fruit of no small rarity around here, a Passho Berry. My people have berry plantations and such, so I've got a few to work with."

"Wow, a Passho Berry! Thanks!" The mongoose stored the berry safely in a pocket in his vest.

"I'll be sure to plant this later."

* * * Back inside the hut, Johnny's eyes begin to open his eyes slowly and can only see a blurry figure who is treating his wounds. Being unable to move around and all, due to still being pained from the impact he took inside the escape pod he stole from the Trolls, he can simply watch the figure treating the wounds he received.

The figure, seeing Johnny's eyes open, looked down at him.

"Can you hear me?" he asked, leaning forward slightly.

Johnny's only response so far was a simple nod to the figure.

"What happened? How did you end up inside of that pod?"

"I.." Johnny pauses momentarily as he tries to remember, to no avail thanks to his memory loss as he holds onto his head slightly, "can't remember...", he replies to the figure, unable to get a clear look of the figure due to his lack of eyeglasses.