S-cry-ed: Evolution

"So you try to recruit me into your little operation and now your just going to run away?" This time it was Takeru who took Micheal by the collar. "You're not going to get  anything to go your way with an attitude like that!"

Micheal shoved Takeru off of him and got in his face. "I thought I could trust you! Now I got someone shooting at me!" Micheal shouted.

Takeru stumbled backward but caught his balance. "Funny. You never struck me as a coward."

"I don't have to explain myself to you. I do what I need to survive." Micheal said.

"And YOU need allies. You can only do so much on your own." Takeru turned away from Micheal, the dog walking by his side. "You know where to find us." He slowly walked back to the bar, not turning back to face Micheal.

Micheal got on his motorcycle and speeded off into the distance before the shooter could fire again.

Takeru sat down at his seat, shaking his head. "He really ran away just like that." He took a drink of water, being sure to share with his dog using the bowl provided by the hostess.

Micheal reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out what looked like a compass device and he typed in a few co-ordinance and a beacon popped up pointing to a nearby location the Micheal started driving toward.

After recieving another pitcher of water from the hostess he decided to speak up, bored from the sudden lack of events. "You have such a sweet voice, miss." Takeru turned toward the direction she was standing and smiled. "My name is Takeru."

"I'm Veronica." The waitress said scoffing at him, trying to get back to her job.

"Such disrespect from women these days." Takeru chuckled to himself. "Don't realize that being social is what gets them good tips. Oh well."

Micheal pulled up to a re-inforced cement dome as he parked his bike and entered the bunker going into the lower levels, putting on a glove to cover his robotic hand and pulling a hood over his head making his way deeper into the structure.

Takeru dropped a medallion into his drink, downed it, and caught the wet coin between his front teeth. He got up from the table after dropping the coin into his hand, the dog watching the girl from across the room. With a quick flick of the wrist, he tossed the coin straight down the front of her shirt. "Your tip." he smiled. The dog wagged his tail as his master laughed, turning toward the door.

Micheal maade his way to an arena where two alter users were fighting for the entertainment of the crowd. Micheal watched closely observing all that was going on.

Takeru walked out into the desert, pondering the events that had just taken place moments ago. He shook his head, heading down the street into the town.

Micheal looked down at into the arena watching as the two combatents battle raged on one robot looked like a steampunk and the other looked like a medieval knight. then Micheal looked up at the press box and his eyes immediatly got wider seeing the pit boss of the arena and a known general working with Micheal's father. The rage consuming Micheals eyes as he looked at the general...

"I really don't know what I'm doing in this town..." Takeru sighed. "How bout you boy?" he asked the dog as he walked. The dog just yawned. "You're no help. Maybe I'll run into Tanya soon."

Without anymore delay Micheal quickly formed his 357 magnum and pointed it at the general and fired off three rounds but immediatly after the rounds left the chamber the steampunk alter smashed the knight into the wall below Micheal and knocked Micheal into the arena between the two alters. The general quickly moving from the path of the bullets as Micheal fell.

"Well if it isn't the traitorous son of our great leader. Found yourself in quite a situation have you." Said the general.

"Its nothing I can't handle!" Micheal shouted pulling his pistol again and firing off more rounds all dodged by the general.

"ATTACK!" shouted the general as the two alters started to close in on micheal.

"Aw fuck it. Come one boy, lead me to the truck. He couldn't have gotten too far!" The dog barked, running off ahead of him as he followed, getting into the truck, and following Michaels trail out into the desert. 

"Let's do this!" Shouted Micheal as he pounded his fist on the ground creating a shockwave sending the other two fighters flying and surrounding himself in a rainbow aura as a fully robotic alter formed in front of Micheal holding two .357 magnums in its hands and another .357 formed in Micheals empty hand as the two started firing off countless rounds at the two alters.