A Clone Encounter

[Zarae Zyne Kilanatlar]

Zarae struck one with her swords then as Gareth lobed the gernade object she vanished from sight, tumbled out of the way and shadow jumped back to her group.
"well, this is gunna be fun."
she watched as the fire exploded around them.

[veraka]

There were about three baddies left that were still taking aim at Onix when Gareth's thrown explosives did what they were made to do.

Not hesitating to fire, the trio opened up upon Onix, spraying the entire area around him, and the clone himself, with laserfire.


Onix ran with near three times the speed of a well-built elf, blazing across the distance that separated him from Lothir, Gareth, and the now-shadow-exiting Zarae, when the crimson beams super-heated energy came sizzling in.
Onix got grazed by one of the beams, it's super hot energy burning through his OMNI-armor and broiling his flesh underneath. However, the clone didn't feel much in terms of pain, as his body was fueled by adrenaline and endorphins.

Keeping his thoughts in one place, he engaged armor mode, redirecting his suit's energy to become an extra layer of armored muscle, just in time, too, as two more red energy blasts came hurtling in, one striking him one the chest plate of his armor; the other struck him dead-center on the side of his helmet, shaking him a bit in the head.
"These guys are no amateurs, that's for sure."
Kicking his feet out in front of him, Onix slid into cover behind small cluster of rocks, whilst simultaneously drawing his HV rail-gun((similar looking to the one in Crysis)) which he was given by his squads sniper, Stalker.
Hearing Gareth's comment, the clone snapped up the rifle to his shoulder, popped up from behind his cover, and time slowed down 300%. Everything in his vision was slow-motion as he aimed down the sniper scope, brought the cross-hairs to his first target's head, and exhaled slowly. Counting the time in between his heart's pulse, Onix squeezed the trigger when he came to his hearts ending beat. The rail-gun fired, hyper-accelerating its depleted uranium slug to Mach 7.

The round traveled the distance in under 1/1000 of a second, vaporizing the targets head in a puff of red mist, brains, and bone. The headless enemy tumbled over, hitting the ground. Onix pumped the rail-gun, opening the electromagnetic rails up to cool and re-align for the next shot. The empty cartridge ejected as a new slug came up from the mag and was chambered. The clone repeated the same process of counting his hearts rhythmic beat, squeezing the trigger when his heart was in between beats. The EM sniper weapon fired again, taking off another enemies useless cranium. The clone pumped his weapon again, ejecting the spent round, re-aligning the EM rails, and chambering a new round. Slowing his breathing on command, Onix snapped off a third shot, taking off a shoulder off of a poor SOB. All of this happened within under five seconds.

It was when Onix lowered his rail-gun from his shoulder that he noticed a small, blue-glowing round device landed a few feet to his left, and made an audible whining noise.
"Oh SHIT!" he yelled as he tried to get up and run; the device exploded less than a split second later, enveloping an area of 7 yards in diameter with blue lighting. His HUD went out as did the rest of his helmet, including audio and video systems. Onix felt his suit constrict on him, squeezing his airway shut, and blackening his sight to tunnel-vision. He collapsed onto the ground conscious, but barely.

[Zarae Zyne Kilanatlar]

((wait, did u kill um all?))

Zarae reappeared as the alien clone ran away, firing his magic at the enemies. she thought about pulling out an old trick, but since they werent drow, it would effect them as good. instead, she deactivated her swords and reattached them. this time pulling a dagger from the strap and aimed it at any survivning guys. A flick of her wrist and the the small blade took flight. The magic-enhanced weapon bit deep into the creature’s throat thru a weak area in the alien armor.
then some explosion went off hitting the alien and appearing to knock him out, if not kill him.
'that aint good for him,' she thought.

[Aylstra Illianniis]

Seeing the clone go down, Lothir ignores his own injury and rushes ver to him, grabbing his ownmall travel-pack and digging into it to find a potion or something to help him. At last he pulls out a small healig potin and opens it, pouring it down Onix's throat while holding up his head. He keeps a wary eye out for any more enemies.

[veraka]

The clone's vision continues to grow more narrow, until, suddenly, he's blinded for a moment, then feels a soft, soothing liquid run down his throat; realizing one of the group's member's had helped him out, Onix shoves the event away in his memory banks, vowing to remember it for as a long as he breathes oxygen in his blood.

His tunnel vision narrows to near blackness momentarily, but then, his suits system's detecting that his armor has been 'breached', automatically retracts and relaxes, despite the lingering EMP shocks that run up and down the armor. This opens up his air-way, allowing Onix to gulp down several large breathes of life-giving oxygen. His vision comes into focus, and he realizes that the drow bard, Lothir, was the one who effectively saved his life from asphyxiation.

"You know you didn't have to do that," the clone says as he pulls himself up into a sitting position, looking at the ground; then he turns to Lothir, saying "but you have my thanks, nonetheless."

[Zarae Zyne Kilanatlar]

Zarae (and Gareth?) finished the last surviving who hadnt fled.
she made her way over to the bard and clone. their was little she could do, healing was far beyond her abilities. seeing that he was alive, she headed twords the dead to gather her blades and search the bodies.

[veraka]

((Well, gonna be gone for ten days, so if you all wanna continue, just tell what happens to Onix))

[veraka]

Noticing Zarae sifting through the bodies, Onix decided to get up and do the same, if nothing more than to shrug away the pain that still ran through his body.

Making his way over to the area that formerly held the enemy battle squad, Onix gulped down a good amount of air upon seeing the insignia that was latched onto one of dead bodies. The insignia showed two scorpion stingers that were crisscrossed with a skull drooling blood down the center.

"Oh no; not good, definitely not good."

[Aylstra Illianniis]

The bard comes over to see what he is upset about, and frowns on seeing the insignia. "I see what you mean. such symbols cannot be a good sign. Reminds me of some of the pirate flags from back home. I take it you know what this means?"

[Zarae Zyne Kilanatlar]

Zarae noticed the others join as she gathered her daggers and looted them. most things they had she didnt know what it was. obvious from their realm.
"House insignia?" she asked, "or do only drow live in such ways?"

[veraka]

Hearing both Zarae's and Lothir's questions, Onix turned to regard them both.
He looked to Zarae first, "No, it's not a house insignia, but it does have the same representation that you're thinking of; where I come from, something like this," he pointed toward the enemy's patch ID, "represents what squadron, division, or legion you're from. In my case," he tapped his own insignia that was engraved into his armor, showing an ancient Spartan helm with fire erupting in the background, like a volcano, and two eagles soaring overhead, one black, one golden-red, "my insignia points to my legion specifically."

Turning to Lothir, Onix anwsered in a very serious tone, "yes, I do recognize this symbol, and if these idiots were here on the planets surface, I fear that there's something a lot more diabolical roaming around. The same exact thing that me and my brothers were created to combat is now on Toril's surface."

[Zarae Zyne Kilanatlar]

"oh, so not only aliens, now monster aliens?" she said in a sarcastic joke, "because our world doesnt seam to have enough bad things here...?"

[veraka]

Onix put his hand up his face and pinched the bridge of his nose; he knew the drowess, Zarae, was only being sarcastic, but if a Leecher was truly down on Toril's surface, then the situation on the planet was dire indeed.
Looking directly at the group, the clone said "alright then; since we all seem to have an idea of 'there's a very big, fat fuck' here on Toril, allow me to elaborate on the situation." Onix tapped on his wrist gauntlet, allowing a holo-keyboard to appear on it; working his fingers over the keys in a fast momentum, he typed in the code for the holo-image of a Leecher. Onix got done with his keyboarding, and right after he pressed 'enter', a moving image of a Leecher projected itself from his wrist armor. The creature was well over 15 feet tall, with two sets of legs that were reversely jointed from one another; three sets of arms, one smaller set that protruded from its chest, a medium length set that extended from its sides like a normal humanoid, and a large set that looked like a cross between tentacles and regular arms, which extended out of its back at a 55 degree angle. Coming out of the front of its head were fangs that were easily over 5 inches long. The creature roared like an orc, only more throaty and with A LOT more force.

"THIS is what could possibly be on your planet, Toril; and this is what me and my brothers were born and bred to fight and kill," Onix said with a hint of anger behind his voice.

((Since I don't feel like describing every aspect of the thing, think this SOB in terms of apperance [img:7mbax6ys]http://th06.deviantart.net/fs32/150/i/2 ... 7rulez.jpg[/img:7mbax6ys]))

[Zarae Zyne Kilanatlar]

"oh so something like every other monster beneath in the lightless realms we call the Underdark?" her sarcasm was light tho in a joking sense. but if he worried, then by the Lady's will, she would help in what way she could.

[Aylstra Illianniis]

"Sort of reminds me of an aranea I once knew- but she was prettier," the bard quips, grinning. " Or maybe that saick of goliblith who used to be my alchemy tutor- after my mother turned him into a drider...." He shakes his head with a sigh, but there is a dark look on his face, as if there might be more to that.

"Of course we will help. As Zarae pointed out, there are enough bad nasties on this world already without adding new ones from other worlds."