Roleplay:The Third Army

This Roleplay is Closed! Sorry!

Overview
As the Battle for Viola City has ended and troops everywhere are recovering Zero decides that it is time that the team look into the third army and where they are based. As Zero and the Shadow Legion journey further into the outskirts of town they find the vicious wildlife, the ruins of some ancient culture, and the man who has been pulling strings for both sides to be fighting against one another, The Jester.

Participants
NeoExlucky

Zapor888

MaverickHunterSig--RYUUJIN NO KEN O KURAE

Timesmashaperil

Characters
Zero Evol (Neo)

Knave Veron (Neo)

Eliza Hamilton (Neo)

Sedna the Rat (Neo)

The Jester (Neo)

Wildlife (Neo)

Vex Robotics (Neo)

Lexi the Hedgehog (Zapor)

Nemi Harper Fay (MHS)

Natalie Alister (MHS) (Probably.)

"The woman who will strike you down." (MHS)

"The assassin split between heroics and self interests." -Saren

That Lawyer Person Who's Always Late For Everything (Time)

Part 1 (A): Living for another Day
As all of the troops came back to the main street, they found that the reinforcements for the rebellion had arrived, and had set up a village of sorts consisting of tables lined with food, and tents scattered all over, some holding medicines, others being empty, and some containing weapons and armor. A station of sorts stood as a place where Rune Knights could recharge their powers. Everything here seemed calm, almost friendly.

Zero sat at a table alongside Knave as the rest of the Shadow Legion, exluding Saren, arrived back in town. "So what happened out there?" Zero asked. "To everyone?"

"Well, I found the princess, we said some stuff, got captured, saved Grapes and Kala, talked with the princess, she said Zapor wasn't iced, and we sorta formed an alliance." Lexi told him. She then dropped the dragon to the ground. "We also got this guy."

"And...who is that?" Zero asked.

"Wait, you formed an alliance with the enemy?" Knave asked. "How?"

"Well, this is one of the princess's brothers. We knocked him out before he could execute anyone." Lexi said, pointing at the dragon on the floor. "And Aqua said she knew about the third side, and her part of the army wkuld help us take them down."

"The third army..." Knave muttered.

"Besides Tenor and Soprano, did anyone else run into anyone part of the third army?" Zero asked.

"I didn't." Lexi answered.

Sedna, the small wiry rat girl came forward dragging Alto with her, somehow she managed to identify Zero and Knave and threw the girl in front of group, with Clock and Nemi behind her.

Nemi was telekinetically dragging Alto's blade behind her. "...We need her to start talking. Now."

"And...who are you?" Knave asked, with Zero standing up looking from Alto, to Sedna, to Nemi.

"My name is... wait, my mom never told you guys anything about me?" Nemi put her hands on her hips, looking a bit concerned. "...Anyway, it's Nemi Fay. I'm here on OmegaCorp's behalf... sort of."

"Fay?" Zero asked. "You're related to Ciel then?"

"Of course. She's, uhh... having a bit of a problem right now, though..." Nemi replied, looking down.

"I'm Sedna." The rat girl said. "I'm a...uh..."

"A...?" Zero asked.

"She's a dragon." Knave muttered. "Or at least, the reincarnation of one."

"Yep!" Clock-Watch replied. His jacket was covered in dirt, and torn in a couple of places. His hair as well, it was quite messier than usual, and had dirt caked on it in various places. It seemed he must have gotten into some sort of fight earlier. "I ran into all of these guys during a bit of investigating. Well, I only met Sedna. I encountered the others on my way back, when she kinda tried to murder me and both of these guys." He continued, pointing at Alto.

Nemi levitated the blade toward the group, out of Alto's reach of course. "Maybe you might want to check this out."

Knave picked up the blade with ease. "It's a runic focus."

"A what?" Zero asked.

"Runic knights require a focus to use Glyphs, often times we have them installed within our weapons so that we can have an easier way of carrying them around." Knave explained. "I keep mine in my clothes."

"Wonderful." Zero noted, clearly unimpressed. He walked over to Alto, grabbing her by her hair and pulling her up to meet his face. "Where are your 'friends' hiding?" Spill."

Alto replied with nothing.

"Where's your mother?" Knave asked Nemi.

"She could get her to talk." Zero noted, throwing Alto to the ground. "Or Neo..."

"Ciel?" Nemi asked. "Oh, uhh... s-she's around."

...Well, there would be locks and chains appearing in front of Nemi after that statement, but quite frankly it wouldn't take a detective to figure out that she was withholding information. And that she was terrible at hiding it.

Zero blinked, not being able to see any of the locks and chains, that would have to be something Clock would look into later. Though Zero knew that something was going on. "Right...anyway." Zero picked Alto up and threw her down in the seat next to Knave. "Spill."

Knave picked his sword up and smashed it down onto Alto's blade, shattering it. "You'd better start talking. You have no way to fight back anymore."

Alto gave a deep sigh and lifted her head with a grin. "It doesn't really matter. You're not going ot have a chance to fight against Conquest."

"And what would that be?" Zero asked.

"Conquest? Only the destruction of both the government and the rebellion!" Alto spouted. "Not even your scythe guy could stop him, and he seemed like the strongest one here!"

Zero, unsure if she was talking about himself or Saren paused for a moment. "You mean the Jester?"

"And he's only a pawn compared to the Emperor! Just wait until you meet him and you won't stand a chance!" Alto said.

"Big talk, coming from someone who's never faced someone from Id Lux Ultima before." An unfamiliar voice was heard nearby, belonging to an approaching lynx. She was dressed in a modified sneaking suit, the top half of her face being obscured by a thick, black-and-gold hood. There was also something very off about her... the mere sight of her was enough to send chills down one's spine. "We're OmegaCorp's first and final response to every crisis that develops on the planet, and have ended more conflicts than any other registered PMC. Now tell me this, have you really never heard of us? Or are you that big of a moron to think that OmegaCorp wouldn't send us in?"

Alto grinned. "We know exactly who all of you are. Look around, tell me who's missing?" Alto laughed.

"Alright then, tell me. If you know so much about us, then why do you suppose we're the only ones allowed to operate as individuals?" Natalie hissed. "You can't even begin to fathom what one of us alone is capable of."

"You ever heard of these guys?" Zero asked, partially trying to ignore the newcomer who he believed to be some sort of soldier from the rebellion.

"Yeah." Knave noted. "But there's not really much to go on. Except for a handful of reports..."

"Conquest is a cult." Sedna brought up. "They're an organization who choose to believe in a diety besides the two dragons, and is considered to be the anti version of the red and blue dragon religions.They're known for worshipping random ruins found around the country and constantly defacing anything to do with the red or blue dragons. They don't even have names, they give those up to call each other by their titles, which makes me really question her name."

"Ruins?" Zero asked. "Like what?"

"Well nothing to bad, just like some old castles or whatever, not anything we keep up with." Knave sighed. "In fact the reports show that these castles didn't even start appearing around here, until about a year or so ago, where they just sort of...teleported in."

A flash of understanding washed over Zero's eyes. "Just like Wayward Castle..."

(Oh that's right, I'm terrible at making entrances. Sorry. -MHS)

"Umm... d-do you suppose there's any relation to the Remnants of the Scythe?" Nemi asked. She must have been looking over Ciel's notes at one point, but not enough to fully grasp the situation.

"I was thinking the exact same thing." Zero nodded, looking over again towards the new figure, and tried to remain as brave as he was, though a visable shiver went down his spine as he looked again. Something about the soldier made him feel, off. Almost like he should be scared of her, though he never would admit it. "So, Tall, Dark, and spooky, you want to come j-join the r-rest of us?" His voice trembled near the end, but for the most part he remained rather composed.

"Well, that's why I'm here, isn't it?" Natalie replied. A smirk briefly appeared on her face as she passed by Alto. She loomed over Zero for a moment. "...I'm sorry, am I scaring you? I understand if you're afraid, but maybe that'll change after I show Conquest just what they're dealing with, here."

Natalie Alister. Formerly a vigilante serial killer who exclusively targeted other murderers to appease her "Dark Passenger", now employed as OmegaCorp's deadliest assassin. Although, being the Aspect of Terror probably makes it difficult for people to get used to her...

Christina walked in upon what is just happening right now. She decides to hide the knife, that she successfully kept from her fight with Tenor, in her scarf in a position that would not stab her, with the sharp end facing outward.

Zero recognized the name Natalie Alister. He recalled reading about her when he and Neo fought the Necromancer. Another chill shot down his spine, and his face washed over with sadness. That was when his sister was killed and turned into those...things. He remembered the stench of necromancy, and the rage he felt of his sister being taken away from him, leaving him all alone. He opened his mouth to say something to Natalie, but the thought of Dusk overtook his mind, and what was originally going to come out as something he hope Neo would have said then, came out as a short, saddened sigh.

Knave however didn't recognize the name. "Can you fight?" Was the first thing he asked. "I mean, you look scary, yeah, but looking like a fighter and being a fighter are two different things. Like shrimpie looks like a little girl, but she's actually a dragon."

"Shrimpie?" Sedna asked. "Are...you talking about me?"

"Anyway." Zero interrupted. "Yes, she can fight. Now, if we could get back to interrogating our target."

"And what could you do to make me talk?" Alto asked, her grin still giant.

"Well," Zero started. "Just so happens we have a pyromancer here and most of the rebellion brought steel chairs. We could put you on one of those, have Sedna get under it and just start blowing fire. Fire and steel...well, they don't quite go together."

"...That actually sounds like a great idea. Let's watch and see what happens." Natalie said, kicking up a chair and sitting on it... backwards.

"Erm... r-right, I'll go get one..." Nemi said, darting off in a direction. She seemed to be looking for an excuse to get away from the situation... she just wasn't very good around people.

"Thus, the steel chair effect begins." Lexi said to herself.

"W-wait." Alto began, realizing that they meant what they said. "A-alright, I'll talk."

"Good." Zero said. "Where is Conquest?"

"Conquest is outside of the town..." Alto began. "They're out in the forest, past the shadow alter. There's another set of ruins down there, that's where they are hiding."

"Well, we've got what we needed. Let's head out. And leave the kid here," Natalie said, referring to Nemi. "She's not even supposed to be a part of this operation... besides, someone's gotta watch the prisoner."

"We could take her with us." Knave noted. "It's not like we aren't taking other children with us and we could see about Delta or Kala keeping her."

"What do you want to do, Nemi?" Zero asked.

"I helped bring her here, I think I have as much of a right to battle as anyone else here." Nemi argued.

"Well, I can't really argue with that." Zero noted. "Knave grab Delta and make sure she watches her."

"Got it." Knave nodded and left.

"Anything else you can tell us about Conquest?" Zero asked.

"The jester isn't the only commander there." Alto offered.

Zero squinted his eyes. "What do you mean?"

"The jester is strong, but he is the weakest general we have, there are three others, all stronger than him!" Alto sputtered.

"Good, then I guess that means that they won't bore me to death." Natalie scoffed.

"That's what you think! Just wait until Rook finds you, then you're going to wind up dead!" Alto laughed.

"Whatever." Zero rolled his eyes at her words, though he knew that if these generals were any stronger than Jester, then they were going to have a problem.

Knave returned with Delta, who had kept her cane unsheathed. "I'll see if I can get anymore information out of her."

Knave gave Christina a strange look. "Hey Blondie, you know anything about a prism crystal or something?"

"You know how to contact us if you find anything, right?" Nemi asked Delta.

Christina looked at him, "The Crystal Prism? What about it?" She asked Knave.

Delta nodded and using the dice in the hilt of her blade, she pulled a screen up showing a map of the area and everything nearby. "I can contact everyone from my screen using sound manipulation with the dice."

"Good girl. Keep the place nice and quiet while we're gone." Natalie said.

Knave held the Crystal Prisim out to Christina. "One of our scouts found this with a charred black coat. That Treasure girl mentioned it's name before she took off."

Christina looked down at it, "It's been a while since I've seen this." Christina grabbed the prism. Everything looks normal, so it's not a bomb this time.

The crystal glowed with the seven colors of a rainbow. Having knowledge of it previously, Christina would know that this crystal shined with colors connected to emotions. Red was anger, orange was love, yellow was joy, green was disgust, blue was sadness, indigo was compassion, and violet was fear. The crystal shined the color that the person connected to it was feeling. In this case, Neo was the one connected to it, and violet was the color shining brightest. It was clear was Neo was feeling right now. However, the other colors could be used to track Neo down as they would shine brighter the closer they got to Neo.

Part 1 (B): Wisdom, Valor, Greed, Wrath
Saren found himself still with Wisdom at her glass pedestal. The new path teemed with life but looking at it, for some reason, gave the feeling of a pit in one's stomach. It was certainly not pleasent to look at, which made no sense as it looked like the other stained glass paths that had been seen. Wisdom opened her book once more and continued to read, and spoke almost as if she were reading it from the book. "You have the wisdom and courage to be a hero, you realize this fact. Everyone see's it, regular people think you are, yet you will not submit to it's will..." She muttered.

"Because I'm only in this for money! Jeeze! Why should I submit to what other people think of me anyways!?" Saren retorted.

"Why?" Wisdom asked. "Well I can tell you plenty of reasons why, but that would be time wasting, now wouldn't it?" She scoffed. "Give it time, Mortal, you will learn why you need to be a hero soon. Now go further, you have a battle awaiting you."

"Yeah yeah, now let's get this show on the road.." Saren sighed.

The next area featured a new face, this spirit glowed brigh red and held a giant sword in his hands as he kept smashing it against a training dummy, constantly attacking his target with a variety of tricks, styles, and techniques. The new stained glass was patterened with a several different creatures which were very difficult to identify, but a clear dark aura was coming from them. Something about the aura seemed strange, almost familiar. The figure looked up and placed his blade on his shoulder. "Well look who decided to show up."

"Yeah yeah, let's get this over with so I can go back to doing whatever the hell I feel like and getting paid while doing so." Saren sighed. "Wrath is it?"

The spirit smirked. "You got it. So, why are you here, mortal?  Near-death experience? Devestating Trauma? Tried to learn something out of your reach?"

"Does eating a ball of pure light to acquire new power to fight a new foe count as any of the three?" Saren asked with the sort of smirk that just made him look like an ass.

"This isn't some joke right now." Wrath spat.at Saren. "You tried to use the power of light in order to stop someone. Your shadows were strong enough, why did you think you needed light as well?"

"Because there is no such thing as too much power, it's the same with money.. And if you're the aspect of my wrath than you'd have an inkling as to the reason I would even go so far for extra power.. But just in case you haven't figured it out yet, it's because there is no kill like overkill, and I don't want to simply defeat them, I want to utterly crush them. If that means I have to ingest some weird ass lightbulb and prevent four supposed virtues from killing me than guess what? I will!"

Saren started snickering, slowly getting more and more serious as he explained his motives.

"Clearly you're not thinking at all, dumbass." Wrath told him. "If you died, we would die to, clearly it's not our intent to kill you. Valor's just stupid enough to think that he could try. You wouldn't even be here with us, if you hadn't eaten the dumb light anyways." He cleared his throat. "I know your goals, to become the most powerful being in the world, kill anyone who stands in your way, but I wonder if your seeing the whole picture here, or if maybe your time playing hero left you soft. You know what needs to happen after you kill the Jester. You need to kill the Mythic Knights. They're only going to get more powerful from here on out, and if anyone in this entire world could stop you, it would be them, kill them now and they'll never have a chance to stomp you out of existence."

"Hm.. Can't have that now can I..?" Saren mused. "And you are a part of me, so you should already know if I'm getting soft jackass."

"It's true." Wrath glowered. "And it's true that you're getting soft right now. Let's see how much Wrath you really have." A part of the glass floor closer to the edge of the abyss began to change color as Neo appeared on the glass. He looked very realistic, every detail was down, but looking at the eyes, it was clear that it wasn't him. Wrath gave a hearty chuckle. "Take your scythe and slice right through him. Show me how much Wrath you have."

(Tales Decision: Attack Neo, or attack Wrath.)

"Easy.." Saren swung the scythe in a decapitating arc at Neo.

The swing shattered Neo's entire body, it appeared as though Neo was made out of glas, and his shards were scattered everywhere. The glass pillar gave a slight tremble but all was well a second later.

"Keep going.' Wrath noted, giving a glass copy of Fey this time. "Kill her."

(Tales Decision: Attack Fey, or attack Wrath)

"Hm...? Don't you think it'd make more sense if they were the real deal?" Saren asked as he cut the fake down with practiced ease.

"I cannot summon them here, I am no god." Wrath noted as Fey shattered. "For now, I require you to prove your wrath once more." More glass figures appeared, this time Zapor and Eliza were both presented for Saren to decide what to do.

Saren smirked, cutting zapor down. "Hm.. Eliza wouldn't stand against me.. In fact she would be useful so I see no reason to direct my wrath onto her.."

The glass Eliza looked different then the others, her eyes were not the same as anyone else's thus far.

"She will stand against you. She holds a virtue you do not. Honor. You had her pledge herself to the Mythic Knights, and she'll find anyway she can to hold that. Now, end her!" Wrath commanded.

(Tales Decision: Attack Eliza, or do not)

"Honor.. Now that does make things annoying.. Very well." He brought his scythe up to bear in a downward slash.

And immedietly the scythe bounced off Eliza, not doing a single hint of damage to her.

"Huh?"

Wrath placed his hand onto Saren's shoulder.

But it wasn't a hand.

A gruesome mix of claw and tentacle gripped itself onto Saren's shoulder. A cold aura very quickly overcame the area, as Wrath drew closer, his hot steamy breath reffuled itself into Saren's ear. "Kill her now." He whispered, but not in the egging that he did before, this was calm, almost as if it were trying to tempt Saren.

Eliza didn't move, didn't change, didn't do anything, her glass statue simply stayed.

"..... If I must.." Saren muttered, going to swing his scythe at her neck.

The scythe once again bounced off of Eliza, vibrating again.

The tentacle-claw hybrid gripped Saren's shoulder harder than before, but he said nothing.

"Why won't you die!?" He shouted, getting irritated as he swung the scythe harder and harder at the glass figure of Eliza.

No matter how hard Saren swung the scythe continued to bounce off of the glass. "Saren..." A faint familiar voice said. "Turn around..."

"Do not let him fool you, my child, his gifts are tricks to have you serve him." Another familiar voice spoke.

Saren turned around. "Eh..?"

The claw-tentacle hybrid continued it's grip on Saren's shoulder, the figure itself was something awful. He towered over Saren, being somewhere around 9-11 feet, his face was shrouded behind a hood, but tentacles could be seen coming out, his body was covered in tattered robes, his feet were something similar to hooves, though they were sharp and jagged. His hand, or whatever it could be called, oozed a strange goop that felt familiar to Saren, like blood but black.

Black Blood.

He was absolutly terrifying for any normal person. His form gave off waves of fear, just glancing at him caused one's mind to scream in agony, his oozing liquid instilled nasuea, the scent of body burning, death, and something wretched could make anyone gag. Yet as he oozed disgust and fear, and madness, he radiated power. Not just physical strength, but mental and kinetic strength to. Two things were made very clear in this short instance of only looking at him. He could kill Saren at any time he wanted, and he could grant Saren the power of the universe.

"Hello Mobian." He spoke, causing one to wince in fear. His voice was a variety of different pitches, almost different voice, but a low bassy voice was most prominent. "You have crossed paths with the spirit of destruction, you may simply refer to me as Destruction, milord, or perhaps, uncle, is the proper term." He gave something similar to a laugh.