Misojan's Story

Hana blocked both blows. To any normal individual, Zaltos would've truly vanished as far as they knew, but for the Miso Force, it was more every day. She retaliated by attempting to stretch her arms and wrap them around Zaltos' body before pulling herself back and attempting to headbutt him with the rubber band effect.

As the fighting started, Kinoko smirked. He may have been good, but as long as he didn't do what she was thinking of, then Hana would be able to outlast and overpower.

Zaltos played to the headbutt coming his way by leaning his upperbody to the right and dropping his right shoulder. When he done this, their chests would slam into eachothers and Hana's head moving over his left shoulder. As the chests collided, Zaltos took his right arm and used a close range hook on what would be the left side of her ribcage. Hana will find the Zaltos is not afraid to rush into attacks as the fight goes on.

"Come on now, let's get in the air make some noise." The voice crept into the ears of Hana again as Zaltos vanished and reappeared in the sky, expecting Hana to be right behind him.

Hana took the punch, her skin indenting for a moment before it fixed itself, leaving her as though the hook never connected. Instead of following Zaltos into the sky, she responded by raising one of her hands as she charged a beach ball sized orb of energy in mere seconds. "Kee hee hee hee! Kee hee hee! Missing Marble! Hah!"

She threw the orb at Zaltos, the pink energy sphere shooting at him with tremendous speed, and enough power packed into it to possibly harm him severely if he outright tried to block it. As it traveled, she used her other hand to fire several small ki blasts at Zaltos in a method of trying to pincer him.

"And here I thought we were going to have a good fist fight..." Zaltos whispered to himself as the energy ball erupted for his form.

Zaltos quickly gathered energy, but instead of taking form like Hana's, his took form in fire. After gathering some energy, when Hana's initial attack was within four yards, he threw his fireball at Hana's to create a small explosion of energy as it erupted to push the pink blast upwards. Zaltos noticed the volley of blasts coming for him and quickly dropped towards the ground, using the short flash of energy to guise his sudden movement.

Once below the volley, Zaltos brought his right hand backwards and began to gather a significant amount of energy. The fires raged around his hand like the plasma extending from the Sun. It would take a matter of seconds to prepare this medium attack, but using the timing of the Ki blasts as a distraction, it gave him a slight edge in raising the energy in time.

"Pyro....." Was the word Zaltos used during the initiation of the energy gathering, and when time came to release, he would use another word, "Cannon!".

As the word Cannon escape, the blast of fire raged towards Hana with the same power as the blast she shot at him. Behind this blast was Zaltos, ready to rush in on Hana behind his attack if she evaded it or tried to defend against it. While it might not be lethal to the alien, this blast could cause some pain through contact or burns.

Hana utilized Rapid Movement to get behind Zaltos and attempt to elbow him with both elbows jutting back, looking to pull momentum to her side. "Hah!"

Kinoko began weighing options as Mirkan, Slale, and Maynace huddled with her. "Okay guys. This guy is unprecedented. He isn't a Ruulan, but we'd need to break contract terms to actually fight him at full. So we need to figure out a way to get the hell out of here and finish the mission without him hounding us. Let's begin the discussion!"

Rubira made a passing glance to the sky as the Meganium asked him her question, her own eyes widening a bit at what she saw. "Maybe that," he inclined her head towards the two figures launching projectile attacks back and forth upon each other. Both flying humanoid figures seemed to be fighting, thought the context as to why was missing to the Rapidash. The two Pokemon kept their distance as both stopped.

"Huh, I didn't know humans could possess these kinds of abilities on their own...then again, they're not from Ruula," Rubira seemed to be thinking out loud, "And then there's Crimson, of course. So I guess I've seen weirder..." she realized she was still in the company of the Meganium and smiled, "I don't think I ever got your name. Mine's Rubira."

Zaltos noticed the little jelly woman vanish as his blast neared impact, immediately forcing him into alert. By the time he realized where he was going to be struck and his muscles tensed, the elbows hit. Instead of trying to take a full hit, he decided to attempt as moving forward, taking the initial shock off the hit and making it feel no different than a punch to the back muscle.

After taking the hit as best he could, his form vanished again, appearing nearly ten yards away. A smirk crossed his face as he felt his nerves settle and the feeling of the hit washing away as if nothing had happened. While his body would not warp or stand immune to physical attacks, he could heal; bruising never happening as his body can heal non-vital wounds and damage on its own, ranging from seconds to minutes depending on what it was.

He faced Hana, with a slight smirk crossing his face while the whispering voice crept into her ears again, "Pain is only weakness leaving my body. I'm begging you, hit me stronger." The voice fading out with a slight laugh behind it.

Zaltos was at his range while the words were spoken and in the blink of an eye, he was gone again, this time reappearing in front of Hana with a left knee for her chest. Following behind this knee and his right foot that snapped to strike underneath her jaw, intending to kick the head backwards as Zaltos released a barrage of fists into the uppertorso, beating on her from waist to face, pushing Hana through the air with each hit. When the series of punches came to an end, Zaltos aimed to finish it off with a powerful right fist that had the glow of fire around it, intending on using this power punch to send the alien into the ground with a cratering force. The fists all moved at a nearly untraceable speed that would prevent even the Majin from responding with an aggressive attack during the assault, forcing them to defend if possible, or take the beating even if it didn't physically harm the alien.

Hana took most of the hits, and after the barrage was done, exhaled a shout as she undid every deformation in her form, returning to a normal state as though nothing happened. As she proceeded to prepare a counter attack, Kinoko called out to her.

"MISONII! RETURN TO US! THIS FIGHT HAS NO FURTHER BENEFITS!"

Instead of launching her counter attack, Hana used her Rapid Movement to land beside Kinoko and the others, where Kinoko spoke further. "The old man isn't a Ruulan. He's at least as strong as us right now, and he isn't even trying. I've recorded all the notes we need on him; access them in the RUL-A55 file. We have a survey to finish, and Galaxy Police to avoid, so let's make it quick. Take your Attack Balls with you! Miso Force! Move out!"

The group would all take to the sky and split into five directions, flying at speeds that would shame land speed records. In short order, each Attack Ball would also rise into the air, and follow each member accordingly at an equivalent speed. They wouldn't be seen again, at least not for a while as they no doubt moved on to other jobs after this one.

Zaltos chuckled as everything went down. Like them, he got what he wanted out of the situation, watching as their ships took off with them. He remained high in the sky, watching the Miso Force take off into the sky for their survey, letting them get far enough away before he lowered himself to the ground. Zaltos walked around the craters in the ground and thought about how the ships looked unscathed.

Zaltos picked up his coat and other items, placing them back on his body before sending a message to his ship above, "Drop the lift and have officers waiting on the main deck."

In seconds, a blue beam of energy stretched from the atmosphere to the ground. This beam could be seen for miles and miles, not trying to hide. This beam would act as the elevator for Zaltos and what was coming with them.

"I'll be back on board in a minute." Zaltos responded to the ship before he changed lines to the signal the Miso Force's Reconnoiters were using, "Try not to get caught by the Galaxy Police while surveying. I'm sending a message out to the Fireknaught to let you be. We cannot speak for the rest of Ruula, but you're welcomed here by us. I suggest next time not illegally entering a planet, especially with your capabilities... it looks rather bad. If you need anything, you now have my personal communication line, and when you're ready to leave, I will have an escort ready to get you off the planet..."

Once Zaltos gave his message, he sent a message to the Fireknaught that lead him here, "Come back to their landing zone."

The squad leader got the message and the group took off in full sprint towards the landing zone. It took a matter of minutes before they reached the site, and when they did, they could see Zaltos standing at the edge of the lift waving them on. With a quick salute, they Fireknaught finished moving to the lift where they and Zaltos would vanish into the sky. As the ground was lifted, the beam retracted behind them, closing off the connection between them and the ground.

The ship would eventually return to its position in the cloud of mechs and starships that defended it, not account the Giga-Mech that was present. When all was done and the ship was stable, Zaltos and the squad he brought with him made way to the main deck. While Zaltos was fine, the three soldiers looked like they were in awe due to not being on a spaceship in some time.

"Men, do not take this the wrong way, but in order to sustain our presence on Ruula and reach our goal of becoming Ruulan, we must deal with the issue in Nimbasa City." Zaltos spoke as he looked through the decks windows at Ruula.

Three Fireknaught came forward with handcuffs and the the three from Ruula knew what was happening. They stuck out their hands in submission but didn't seem to happy about the situation. Once the cuffs were on, their Pokemon and weapons were removed from their forms , leaving them with nothing but their uniform on.

"I do not like having to do this, and I can promise it will not last long. I understand what you did in Nimbasa City, but we can't afford to lose the faith of Ruula and AXIS due to a misunderstanding between our forces. You will remain in custody until we can arrange a court date." Zaltos spoke with a saddened tone.

"Sir, we understand. I do not like this, as my men were only following my orders, and should not be here." The squad leader spoke.

"Yes, I know, but they do not. We are Fireknaught and there's enough tension from how we arrived here. We will make a special request to have them released, but that decision will come from a Ruulan judge. We have to be an example here. We will talk later, but I have other matters to attend to at this moment." Zaltos responded again, still with a depressed tone.

The three soldiers were escorted to the prison cells on the ship where they would be left till the court date came for them. In that time, Zaltos was messing with his holo-screen computer, going over all files they had from recording the Miso Force. Once viewing these files, he removed the module from his Ushanka and uploaded the files. These were the main files of interest as they got to examine the aliens on the ground and watch the one he fought. He wanted to know what brought these aliens here and what they exactly are.

A soldier then came in and pulled a screen up next to Zaltos showing him two Pokemon, Ivy and Rubira, "Sir, I don't think Pokemon can talk, but should we worry? Maybe there was someone else around, possibly a trainer?"

"No, we were alone. As far as they saw, I was fighting one of them and they all vanished. If anything, they'll think they beat me, and worry about them. I also don't think Pokemon can talk to humans unless it is their master." Zaltos spoke.

"We're working on it. We're having to search databases across the universe to translate the language it's in. Once we can do that, we'll be in."

"Since their ships are in movement, see if you can crack their systems. In fact, see if you can get into their communication device, let's have a little fun." Zaltos finished, now watching the Miso Squad on his screen as they flew through the skies while he sent a message to the Castelia City base, "Jam out all signals in Castelia City when they arrive there. No questions asked."

"Will do. We'll alert you when we are doing so." An operator responded.

"We can't have them finding our base there. We need them to get their look at the city and get out. If they get too close, make them disappear."

"Yes sir. I hope they don't get near enough to worry about, but we will protect our interests in this city."

"It's not just the city, there is a Taiyou prince in Castelia City and if the situation arises, it would be nice to be the ones who protected him." Zaltos responded, "Oh, and if one of these ships," he spoke as sending the image of the Attack Balls, "if one of these start to hit the ground, catch it and relocate it in the prison."

"Yes sir. We're closing the line and recoding the connection. Everything will ready in two minutes." The operator spoke as the line clicked.

With that, the Fireknaughts would no longer interact with the Miso Force unless absolutely forced to. They would keep a keen eye on them, following them with drones as well as scanners across the land and being cast by the ship in space. At this point, the Fireknaught hoped the Miso Force would go without being bothered by the GP or Taiyou and could get off the planet; all while maybe getting one of their ships either now or later.

Ivy watched, thinking to herself They look incredibly silly... She turned to Rubira. "I'm Ivy."

"Ivy, huh?" Rubira nodded her head as she watched the fight in the sky end just as quickly as it had began, "That's a fitting name, I guess..."

The green humanoid-like figure rejoined the other four members of similar attire. Rubira watched as they all took off and split off from one another at such a speed even Rubira knew she couldn't keep up with. The lone figure continued to float in the sky until a bright blue beam sucked him up into seemingly nothingness, though the Rapidash probably knew better. A sigh escaped her lips as she turned to the Meganium. "Well, that's that, I guess. Nothing more to do than to head back."

Rubira turned around and proceeded towards Nimbasa City. He assumed Ivy would follow her, so she brought up another question that had been nagging her, "Say, what drew you towards these guys anyway? Why were you heading this way?"

Emily would appear within a large and mostly empty room somewhere on the Remembrance of Truth; her staff, as well as the Miso Force, appearing alongside her. The group of warriors stepped forward, looking around at the large room and it's impressive architecture.

Now in plain sight, the warriors' armor was revealed. Misokai wore a sleek and very form fitting black leotard under a durable chest piece of a blood red color that was trimmed in white. Colored shoulder guards matched the purple of the Miso Force logo proudly shown on the abdominal portion of the armor, aside from an odd emblem located upon the left chest. The gloves and boots were a solid white color with the boots having purple colored armor pads similar to the shoulder guards in design. The gloves and boots both appeared tough, yet basic. Two knee pads shared the blood red color of the chest piece, with a thick purple cloth covering on one leg, the same color as the Miso Force logo. The armor itself seemed to have an unnatural aura emanating from it however, one that was very alien in nature. The chest piece almost seemed to move on its own.

Misonii wore similar gear, though the leotard and leg cloths were replaced by a sports bra and gi inspired pants. The colors remained the same. Misoquu wore similar gear that lacked the leg cloths, while Misojan wore similar gear and modified leg cloths in a different cut, minus the knee pads. Misoren's gear was similar, replacing the leotard and leg cloths with an undershirt and gi inspired pants.

All of the warriors activated the small silver devices attached to their left eye, which began running various text lines in a foreign language across the blue lenses. After some beeping and setup, they seemed to begin surveying the ship in a general sense.

Emily called the group to her. "My Acolytes, listen! It is time for the next step of your training. This ship appears empty, but is full of powerful warriors whom are highly trained and heavily armored. They will prove suitable for a group exercise. Before we begin, however, I want all five of you to spar me. Practice fighting as a team; I will assess your current progress in your own individual training as well. If you do not do well here, you will not last against the many warriors aboard this ship."

Emily adopted her peculiar stance, the same one she has used time and again. "Let us begin. The Unknown Trinity will be watching as usual, so no slacking off today."

The Miso Force members looked at each other and nodded before they all charged at Emily with intense speed. To normal onlookers, their movements would simply be a blur if not invisible, though the Space Marines would likely be better trained to see them. Emily began dodging their attacks in her usual fashion, never retaliating as she did so. Instead, she goaded them on from time to time with taunting gestures as she avoided repeated attacks.

As they battled, no doubt drawing attention, Emily kept retreating in circles as though dancing, swaying effortlessly around the room and the architecture in dizzying directions. The tips of her heeled boots barely scraped the ground while making tight corners, her form hovering mere inches above the surface. They never appeared to touch the floor, and her form was incredibly flexible with an emphasis on the many twists and bends in her movements.

Misokai was the swift attacker in close combat, her punches and kicks coming out in combinations that she kept trying to vary, so as to avoid being too predictable. She worked in energy blasts in equal measure as she showed improvement in her combos. Misonii, though slower, made effective use of her incredible limb stretching to come closer than usual to wrapping around Emily so she could strike from odd angles. The slower attacking speed did make her attacks a trivial matter to avoid for the Archbishop. Misoquu and her showy moves were entertaining, but rarely did the moves hit their mark, and Misojan's moves suffered a similar fate. Misoren's moves were more calculated, but appeared incredibly predictable, and thus mostly failed.

As the group continued their assault, they began to make mistakes, causing Emily to speak up. "The task is to strike me. Do not allow yourself to get sloppy. Effort of that lack does not bring honor to the Unknown Trinity." She was remaining aware of anyone who was nearby, though she would not interfere with anyone who merely watched, and did not attack her or the warriors.

Dragutin rubbed his Temples, "Speaking of Xenos. I don't know what just showed up but the glare is giving me a migraine. Not a psyker it's something else that's too focused for the Warp. No Chaos today I think."

Eyebrows furrow as Dragutin tries to figure out where the noise is coming from. The burn felt like staring into a multiple star feeling heat burning his retinas even though it wasn't there. So bright his outstretched arm didn't help to occlude the power. He'd hoped that the creature didn't notice the well Dragutin left in the warp even though his mind proved incapable or unwilling to pull anything across the gap.

"Then lets exterminate them...I want a scan done around the ship and I want it done quickly, once we detect the xeno infiltrators I want my fellow brothers to quickly secure a perimeter, Once we arrive we will strike the Xeno hostiles dead. Renalanus ordered as he followed behind the Psyker who began to lead him to where the hostiles were exactly located. Meanwhile across the Remembrance Of Truth all marines on board were alerted to the enemy, all 1,000 marines were arming up and prepared to head to where the xeno threat was located. It would take only a moment however they would repel the borders once they found them.

As Dragutin walked along the hallway his face on the window side turned red from the psychosomatic heat. He itched at the growing burn as he head toward the source of the creatures onboard. His trench coat fluttered at the power bending around him than through him. In that wind there was a coldness in the air like a shadow while waving his hand back and forth. Tall, cylindrical, a sufficient power of its own. Mindless however. It didn't so much as twitch as a mind would than as sputter like a torch. He opened a maintenance hatch and looked down the tunnel.

Draguntin pointed toward the rear of the ship, "There's some moon in the way of the damned heat. I'd guess warp drive. Is the backup coolant system tank attached to the warp drive empty? They're behind it something moving and cold. The warp drive's making a shadow in front of them I think."

"The tech preists know what they are doing. The coolant systems are always checked on every hour, so they should still be filled. Whatever entered this ship got past the defenses without being detected...I will check on the crew for signs of any chaos influence, for now we terminate whatever got inside this ship. If its the Tyranids...then we have new problems..." Renalanus spoke as he looked down the tunnel.

After more time had passed, Emily halted the warriors, remaining untouched. "Enough! Stop now." As they returned to standing before her, Emily was in her standing prayer posture. "Your training must intensify. You are not able to strike me still. However, remain alert! The soldiers are on their way"

The entire group assumed a ready posture, striking their signature poses before adopting a ready stance as a team. Kinoko addressed her team as Emily stood back in her praying posture. "Alright guys, let's do the group exercise and do it well! I hear them approaching already! Move out, Miso Force!"

Emily remained perfectly still and calm.

The marines of the ship marched in perfect sync, their heavy boots of their power armor was thumping againt the hard metallic floor of the ship. At least 15 marines stormed into the room, some armed with bolters, others armed with a heavy bolter. The higher ranking marines leading them were armed with a power sword. "Marshal Renalanus, xeno sighted on the ship. Beginning purge." The captain of the squad voxed as he readied his power sword and ushered the marines forward.

They knew what these aliens were, on Terra when their marshal challenged them. "Load vengeance rounds brothers! Normal rounds do not affect these aliens!" With his order the Devestator marines lumbering forward planted their feet in the ground and aimed right at the aliens. "We sing the chorus of death! Die alien!" And with that the marines opened fire.

Renalanus took off in the tunnel, his marines were now in combat. Alien creatures desecrating his holy ship, he would see them dead.

Dragutin nodded and pulled a specially built prototype weapon built he'd had built by the Adeptus Mechanicus namely a Mark I Venue-class Plasma pistol. He'd kept the casing of the tithe he'd brought and found the creatures willing to provide some of the curious metal found in the case's tether. The ferroplasm made something between wrathfury and helicon pattern though the adeptus still balanced the weapon. The plasma was a hideous thing with a taste of nonhuman flesh if their tests were anything to say about it. The curious effect he'd found is merely carrying a power block on his person kept the weapon charged. He never needed to change clips.

Amid the marines Dragutin's sidearm gave a concordant chime the Venue's mind split open by the Emperor left the marines with a sense of each other's activities through the Venue's active mind. He made them a little stronger, a little faster, as Dragutin held firm a sturdy foundation for the Emperor's will.

As the Space Marines began their attacks, the Miso Force responded in kind. Misokai, the one whom Renalus would surely recognize, quickly utilized Rapid Movement to make swift and vanishing advances on the Marines closest to her, attempting to greet two of them with her fists. As the smile of an impending battle crossed her face, an aura of energy flared around her, purple in color, that was enough to deflect or disintegrate the vengeance rounds that were making contact with it.

Misonii took every shot fired her way without blocking as she skipped towards several of the Marines. Though her body was filled with holes, nothing seemed to really stick, and each one closed again with no issue. Her arms were both spread above her as she charged several smaller magenta energy spheres, and soon, she began throwing them at the Marines, each blast intended to knock them back with a hard blow.

Misoquu leapt back to face her share of the Marines, and struck a pose. "Aiyahhh!" With her cry, the area within a cone in front of her began glowing red before a powerful blast of energy shot forth, a blast that could pose a real threat to the Marines caught within, if any.

Misojan and Misoren both began fighting their own ways, taking the fight to the Marines in close combat when possible.

Emily herself stood at the center of all the combat erupting around her, in her praying posture no less, as she seemingly made no move to try and fight anyone or defend herself from anything.