Alberdyne's RP

In West City; Al was was getting ready to pack it in for the day after a hard day of training and work. Al had a life those days, he spent a significant amount of time training with Master Kami. He did not respect The Turtle School of Martial Arts. He was Kanassan, so he had no use for Hume Martial Tactics. Al carefully readied his bed, when suddenly there was a Great Disturbance. Feeling a tremendous migraine headache, Al touched the side of his skull for a moment. "Ugh..." Al said carefully and then concentrated using Ki Sense. Suddenly, across time and space he saw an event that was later broadcast all over the news. Al suddenly felt a lot of innocent souls being snuffed out and perishing forever. There's a turbulence near East City. Just then, Al heard something on the news and turned his attention towards it.

"This just in..." A reporter was saying. "At about 6:30 P.M. local time, a terrible incident has occurred. A lone Terrorist, acting on his own has attacked and devastated the small town of Horrace, East City. Very little details are known and First Responders are approaching the scene. Local authorities are dispatching Agents to attempt to neutralize The Terrorist..."

"What the fuck?" Al cursed out loud. He looked at the t.v. as images of the ruined town were caught by aerial cameras. The very sight made Al angry, he was a Hero by nature, and he could not allow so many lives to be lost for such a reason. Cancelling his plans for a hard earned nap, The Warrior got dressed and prepared for battle. He put his mask on last, and The Hero was ready. He left the hotel he was staying at, and stood outside of the building, looking up at the sky. There was a rage in The Hero's eyes as he looked up, thinking about the scorching images that were aired on the t.v., real time. He knew a tremendous amount of lives were lost, and it was all the doing of one person. Al pondered the possibility that he could be getting ready to face Cell himself so soon, but he was never afraid. By their nature, Kroniths were a very brave lot, and they would fight until the death. Al popped his knuckles before his aura burst out of his body surprising several people nearby. Everybody was in a state of shock at the live reports being sent from The Terrorist Attack.

Al knew this was a state that people were often left in when their very safety was called into question. Acting as a First Responder, Al activated a Powered Flight and flew towards his destiny. East City. He flew at top speed, and the trip only took several moments at best speed. Soon, he saw East City rapidly getting larger, and the target of Horrace Town. As the images had depicted, the small city had been leveled, and fires were still burning fresh. A scent of death and blood filled The Kronith's nostrils as he flew closer and closer. He sensed death in the air, and it made him angrier and angrier. He thought about the teachings of Master Kami as he flew in a downward arch towards the one Ki presence he detected. It was in the central most point of the ruined city, where the highest concentration of death was. Al was a Psionic, he could see the confused Atmas of the dead all around, there were hundreds. When Al spotted The Warrior likely responsible for the attack, he landed in an elegant position and stance.

There were news vehicles all around the wreckage, but Al was the only First Responder who dared approach The Terrorist. He's one guy on foot, capable of doing so much damage. I swear I will make him pay for all the lives he took today. Al looked at Trunks, he landed a few paces directly in front of the presumed Terrorist. "You." Al said carefully. "I assume that you are responsible for this...?" Al asked. But he knew. Al was no fool, and he understood that there was a a much deeper war occurring between the forces of Cosmos and the forces of Chaos. Al figured that Trunks was likely the culprit behind this. He looked at the other Warrior, and immediately realized that he should not underestimate him. "Let this be known. I do-not represent the people you have slaughtered today." Al said. "I am here to put a stop to you, and kill you, if necessary." Al threatened, he was deadly serious. As a traditional Masked Hero, Al worked on the outside of the law. He did not care about Hume politics at all, he cared about preserving the things that Cosmos stood for. Cosmos... Al thought to himself. "I am going to give you one chance." Al said carefully to Trunks. "You've already taken enough lives. Stand down, Warrior." Al had hoped to somehow reason with the creature before him. Judging by the powerful aura surrounding The Warrior, Al guessed he was not Hume.

A hot wind blew in from The North. Al stared coldly from behind the mask as he looked at Trunks. Al felt himself becoming angrier and angrier with each passing moment. Al had a feeling that Trunks would not submit. There was something dangerous in the fellow's eyes. He could see the ghosts of the dead all around him, walking about in a confused state, there were scorched bodies everywhere. The total death count might never be known. Al's powerful chest rose up and down with his deep breaths. He was letting his anger rise with each passing moment, and focused. Master Kami had given The Hero a new purpose, and that purpose, he was going to fulfill that day. He had sworn an oath to become a fine Champion. "What's it gonna be, kid?" Al asked, deliberately trying to piss The Warrior off.

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