Dark Depths [DOMA]

As Kuro had barriers thrown behind him, he said through his comms, "Converge on our location. Snipers, watch the exits." He had knocked them back, but one seemed to nearly rebound from the impact using a thruster. Kuro recognized this armor. Einherjar. As the commando utilized the thruster, Kuro sheathed his blade, continuing a menacing walking pace forward. The assailant came forward with a swipe from his LMG, and then fired a cartridge in the Murasama's sheath, quickly drawing the blade with an extra oomph of power to meet the LMG strike. It was swiftly followed by a kick to their stomach, just to see how well blows would land against the power armor as he made more hand seals with his free arm. He would eagerly meet the three commandos in melee combat, drawing his dagger to deal with their blows next to his katana, sweeping their legs and utilizing the walls for kicks and additional swipes. But if they did retreat, he would spin back and unleash another large fireball that encompassed their surroundings and would spread into the side tunnels from this range.

"You are attacking a DOMA enforcer. Surrender. Lethal force is authorized." At this point, his dagger and katana would crackle with electricity used to enhance their cutting power, and he would strike at their weapons to get started on destroying them.

The first's blocked strike would ring throughout the tunnel, indicating that there was more than enough weight behind it to have turned a normal person into a meat pudding on the pavement. The kick unsurprisingly, did... next to nothing- maybe Kuro would feel it in the morning at the most. The other two coming up would be much the same, holding back ONLY to avoid accidentally hitting one another. This would work in Kuro's favor though, clearly. They did not respond to his declaration, they barely made any audible noise outside their armor and walking around. The only time they seemed to respond in any meaningful way was when Kuro's weapons became electrified, making them kick their thrusters on to get distance away, and also trigger Kuro's fireball. Fortunately for Weaver atleast, the unconscious men she had were already gone from her Shadow Ninja reserve. She was alittle more paranoid about keeping her men around as of late.

Weaver was starting to quickly lose her cool, not simply from how this wasn't going in her favor as originally expected with the information that she had at the time of. But also because that scythe really hurt, more so than it should. Who used a scythe anyway? She'd withdraw her threads and try to reevaluate the situation at hand. There was one guy holding off her THREE Cerberus Commandos. Then there was ANOTHER guy watching his back. The rest of the agents didn't even register in her mind at this point. It was just THESE two making it harder than expected. The only way she felt like she'd break even at this point is if she took the bait back- even if she couldn't get it open right now because of the absurd locking mechanism- and THAT was saying something, when someone as paranoid as her thinks someone else is being paranoid!

Once the steam from Kuro's fireball cleared, both commandos would... still be very much standing. It was hard to tell what kind of effect the attack had but the commandos had used the chance to reload. All three raised their LMGs and just unleashed a hailstorm of bullets, giving Kuro virtually no room to evade this time as they would suddenly flick their thrusters on and with incredible speed, blast through toward the inner chamber. Their intention would be quickly revealed if Kuro didn't have another trick up his sleeve to keep them from doing so- they were going to whittle down the troops.

Interesting. The three commandos in the Einherjar armor were literally trying to fill the entire occupied space of his section with their fire. It was an effective tactic, but in Kuro's situation, he would have simply focused fire on their target. He wasn't going to tell them anyways. He swatted a few bullets from the air before catching a bullet in the shoulder. He didn't even make a noise, falling to the side of the tunnel and pressing a hand against it. The tunnel would become closed off with earth just as he had on the previous side. He knew that wasn't going to work, however, aside from a storage unit for all their bullets.

Every second counted.

He threw his knife into the wall about three quarters of the way up, and then quickly buried the other in the same location on the opposing wall, looping their cables together. He moved to the opposite wall, holding one of the daggers as he formed the hand seals again. The string and the katana he held would crackle with electricity once more, their cutting power greatly enhanced. If they burst through that wall like he expected them to, they risked losing their heads or at least getting their necks cut if they were on ground level. Above ground level would be decidedly less lethal...but that much more painful. And he held his sword at the ready to cut for the neck of whoever came through closest to him.

It would actually force the commandos to stop, for a moment. They could've smashed through it. There was a reason they stopped, as it was logical to think Kuro knew that. He was just trying to buy time. Except they weren't going anywhere any time soon with the gangsters on the other side. So someone would pull out an explosive, load it into an underbarrel on their weapon, and take aim. "Hold," one would say. The boss was giving them some different orders to proceed with.

Weaver was too invested in this to just walk away now. It would've been different if the original plan had been more succsessful but it did not take into account the two keeping the rest of the agents standing. Her ninjas were limited in how to go inside, as the waters on the ground made trying to sneak over it suicidal for them. And they had come properly prepared to deal with them this time which only left her men. She hadn't really wanted to bring in The Biker unless SHE was down here. It seemed like more than she should've had to invest here but... she decided it was an additional expense that had to be paid to send a message. She silently signaled to one of her ninjas, mentally calling out to her men to hold their positions and get ready.


Hans wasn't a slouch for physical activity, dealing with mostly normal thugs was a breath of fresh air compared to what he was trained to deal with. But when Three Oni stopped trying to take shots at them, and everything else seemed to go silent, he had a bad feeling. It seemed to be getting worse quickly, aswell. Some of the men seemed to be growing more anxious too, muttering something about something coming for them. And before his spirit even had a chance to say anything, Hans felt and then SAW something suddenly plow through what remained of the first wall Kuro had made. It was a figure dressed from head to toe in a Biker helmet and leathers. "OH GOD! Not him SHOOT EM SHOOT EM LIKE YER LIFE DEPENDED ON IT!" Someone just screamed, panic shooting at The Biker. The others followed suit as Hans backed away and also followed up, to seemingly no effect as the bullets clearly hit their target but... didn't have any effect as The Biker strode toward Hans.

This thing... "That's not a singular revenant! It is an amalgamation of spiritual fury!" Hans spirit commented with surprise. Hans was too- revenants were in particular VERY VERY stubborn but also very one driven toward one particular task. They were rare only due to the fact that sooner or later, they got their revenge on... whatever it was they wanted vengeance on. They'd depart soon after doing so but until that, there were specific things you needed to do to keep one down for good without it exacting it's revenge. THREE of them sharing one body was... completely new to him but if he had to guess, these three were united in their goal- and that made this revenant that much worse.

Hans immediately flipped his lantern open, bathing the chamber in an eerie yellow light and brought The Revenant to a halt... for the moment. Hans the others used this chance to try and get as much damage done as possible, someone was going up to try hitting it with their Nth Metal baton. "Wait, don't go near it!" Hans warned urgently, about to cast a spell. He ran up behind the agent and managed to JUST get there in time to pull him away before The Biker swung, regaining it's focus before it continued to stride toward Hans.

Kuro waited in the dark, hearing the ongoing commotion in the chamber behind him. But he wasn't taking his eyes off of this wall. It was entirely possible that it was the Biker that the men were getting so scared of. But if these commandos in the Einherjar armor joined that fight, they had zero chance. He would hold his position.

Fortunately, them giving him more time to think was just drastically putting them at a disadvantage. Kuro put out another command on the secure channel. "Halt. The enemy has Einherjar power armor near my location. Units are advised to re-equip with rocket propelled grenades." That would keep the men from arriving for a few moments longer, but if the commandos held their position, they would be in a lot more trouble. And Kuro was fine just standing there to build up his chakra reserves.

Special Agent Hans had his title for a reason. If he couldn't handle the situation then they were dead as it was. But he would do the courtesy of asking. "Hans, are you capable of dealing with the situation? The Einherjar soldiers are on the other side of this wall." He paused. "We can switch, if that is preferable." He was communicating with him through their comms link.

Hans would push the agent he had pulled out of harm's way off and backed away from The Biker's punch, feeling the wind behind it. He worried for a moment that he'd go after the other agent but was... 'relieved' to see The Biker only had eyes for him right now. It probably had to do with the lantern's light, which made the vengeful spirits within FEEL less than powerful. Hans went back to his scythe and swung, The Biker pausing a moment and barely avoiding the blade. Did it know to avoid it? Was it just being cautious because of the light? It seemed more than happy to soak bullets. Hans was about to cast another spell when Kuro's voice crackled into his headset, keeping him from casting a spell for longer. "As long as I have The Biker's attention, yes. Don't piss em off! Keep an eye on the tunnels and objective!" Hans replied, calling out to the other agents while wondering what Einherjar Soldiers were. Sounded roughly norse or something to him but that was it.

The Biker seemed to be moving with alittle more vigor than a moment ago, which was definitely bad. Assuming there weren't other distractions, Hans would FINALLY cast a spell before dodging a roundhouse kick from The Biker. A spectral hand would appear and latch onto The Biker's shoulder- Hans was starting to think The Biker's form was only somewhat tangible. Just incase The Biker could slowly heal the damage to it's form, now it couldn't. Hans tested this with unloading the rest of his clip into his chest. Hans would go on the offensive with his scythe, still being careful as one wrong move could change things in a big way. Based on what he knew of The Biker, it would probably be easier to just cast his Anti-Magic field. But then he'd be without magic, which didn't sound appealing with the blood thirsty gangsters.

Speaking of...

Weaver was keeping her 'ears' open for any thoughts that might be useful. The one inside the chamber had TWO sets of thoughts, one of which was more active than the other. Fortunately curses were different than magic. So that wouldn't be an issue. Reinforcements being on the way however wasn't going to be good. They needed one good push, and also The Biker to do butcher some DOMA agents. Both of these wishes were conveyed to the commandos and The Biker mentally.

After reloading and restocked, one now had a flamethrower attachmenet on their gun. Once Weaver gave the order, the grenadier would blast the wall infront of them down. The Flamer would then start walking forward, spraying flaming napalm forwards all over the tunnel. The last one would once the smoke from the blast clear and seeing Kuro, take aim and start firing- walking on the flamer's side. The Biker would slow down for a moment, and turn toward one of the other agents...

Fragmentation. Yes, the wall blew apart in front of him. Kuro managed to avoid any severe damage from the wall falling, but a piece of it hit his mask directly, cutting his face as he felt cool air hit the left side of it. It created an interesting contradiction; his exposed flesh feeling cool while a warm trickle of blood ran down his face. He stood, activating a mechanism on the left side of his belt as the flames came through, making the wire run loose. It was still attached to the dagger in the wall behind him. He moved quickly across where the jet of flame wasn't focused on, and then ran along the wall. The most he could do was grip with his left fingertips, and he held the cable with it as he quickly ran past the two commandos. He could hear them firing behind him, and he slid along the ground towards the third, hoping they would be discouraged from firing while he was near. He cut for the commando's hip with his sword still crackling with the electricity, and activated the mechanism to pull the wire taut. If successful, it would quickly slice through the two men behind him in trying to bring the wire taut with the electricity running through it. His chakra was depleting fast, and failure was not an option. If the third commando wasn't felled, he would keep striking for him, displaying impressive skill even with one operative arm as he would cut for his weapons and numerous vital points.

Hans seeing the Biker's shift of focus, and knew he had to act fast. With a quick flurry and a spin on his feet, Hans swung and focused his momentum for a clean slash through- that was the only way to finish this quick. The Biker raised one arm up as the scythe came down at an angle, digging into it's body for what would have been a severe injury for any normal person. The only reason it had been halted was because it's arm had been raised to a position to catch the scythe's shaft. The Biker than quickly grabbed ahold of that area with both hands and tugged. There was so much strength in it Hans hadn't the chance to let go before he was dragged in, instead finding himself swung OVERHEAD and into the ground at The Biker's feet. The Biker raised his leg with intent on smashing Hans' melon, missing as Hans rolled and scramble back to his feet while an agent decided to use the distraction to try and baton him.

Hans had no chance to say anything, instead saw The Biker spinning on his heels and backhanding the agent's head clean off his head, enraging the others who opened fire- not bold enough to try getting in close any more as more bullets started to come from the other tunnel. Hans swore in german before risking close combat himself, pulling out his Nth Metal Knuckles and socking The Biker once in the gut. He then ducked just in time to avoid a hook, quickly grabbing onto it and falling backwards to kick The Biker over him into the wall. Hans pocketed the Nth Knuckles and grabbed his scythe as The Biker acrobatically flipped back onto it's feet. Show off...


What Kuro was doing was for the most part unnoticed as the front two commandos turned, training their Chimeras on him- his proximity to an ally did not stop them as they simply flicked something by the butts of their guns and took precise, single shots. Kuro's target however, would have just finished reloading another belt when he dropped down. No time to move, so he did the only thing at his disposal and tried parrying the sword with the forearm 'ammo shield.' It probably would've done the same amount of damage to his hip as it did to the shield as Kuro's sword made ammo belts come falling out. The Commando growled and swung his leg, boosting it with a thruster for added speed. As for the wire that Kuro had cleverly placed for later- it went taut and caught the other two commandos by surprise. But their backs were where their armor's generators were and was the densest part, stopping the wire for the moment. Both instead took a moment to grab onto the wire and pull, ripping the knife from it's hiding place before the wire had a chance to completely eat it's way to their generator.

Kuro let out a shaky breath. The first even remotely audible sign that he was getting tired. He still had plenty of fight in him, thanks to his remarkable willpower, but his left arm hanging limply at the side of his body was plenty visible indication. He saw the kick coming, but he still had his sword against the man's arm. He jumped backwards to lessen the impact as much as he could, but it broke some ribs and sent him into the adjacent wall. Would he make an exclamation of pain now?

You guessed it.

He threw his sword down the hall and into the ceiling a few feet away, making another hand sign as his Raikiri was still active. He flipped backwards and onto the wall, touching it and making another wall of earth. But this one would be different. It came out of the side of the tunnel this time to stamp each commando to one side, at chest level. This would keep their arms and firearms occupied for a moment or two. At the same time, he ran on the side above the wall unimpeded, getting his sword. It sparked once more, and he sliced quickly for each of their helmets at neck level with its enhanced cutting power. Fighting the three of them at the same time was taxing, more taxing than he would have believed. He was making a large gambit to end it, but he had no choice at this point. He could only hope Hans was doing better. If successfully cutting their throats, he would collapse on the elevated wall momentarily, before dragging himself to his feet to go help Hans.

The Biker was back on his feet again, not looking any more worse than earlier- which was to say he didn't physically look any different apart from the numerous bullet holes. There was no blood but the barest appearance of 'something' solid looking. Hans was about to say hell with it and cast his anti-magic field in hopes that whatever was animating The Biker would cease. It wouldn't banish him for good but it'd atleast get him the hell out of here for the moment. The Biker bent his legs and broke into a sprint right for him! Well better make it fast! Hans spun on his heels and swung low, forcing the Biker to hope over the first swing as Hans quickly spun it bac around after switching the direction of his momentum, all the while chanting the verbal incantation as The Biker snapped backwards to matrix dodge the second swing. Hans then finished his spell, the air around him becoming much less magic charged and forcing his scythe out of existence.

But The Biker was still standing, he didn't even seem to notice anything as he kicked off with a dropkick, sending Hans flying into the wall with a painful crack. Yup, ribs were broken, which considering he could punch people's heads off, it could've been worse. "Revenants... are so annoying," Hans deadpanned as The Biker scannd the room at the other agents, looking for a new target before suddenly snapping his head down toward the other tunnel. Uh oh...

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All the commandos more or less knew what they were dealing with since the first instance- well not precisely, just that "Ninja" would've been anyone's first thought. None of the ones they had actually encountered had actual magic powers, however and so the commandos were pinned. "Charon!" One of the commandos would bark, not waiting to see how this played out. It was a reflex and intimate knowledge of their armor's limitations. Once the word was spoken, a shadow ninja's arms would quickly appear behind the commando and seemingly pull them into the wall. The first two commandos escaped without issue, the third one not so much. His head came off just as the ninja started to pull, resulting in the shadow ninja pulling a dead body into the shadow web with it's comrades.

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Weaver sensed this happen and... became furious. If she hadn't been back in the shadow web herself, everyone near the other tunnel would hear her voice her displeasure in no uncertain terms. Instead, she ordered The Biker to go after Kuro, her own fury eclipsing it's. After that she meanwhile pulled the rest of her men out aswell, as the reinforcements were on their way.


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"Commander, Biker heading your way!" Hans warned him as he broke into a sprint after him, some of the other agents trying to head him off only to be knocked out of the way. Hans cast another wall of skeletons while this happened, forcing The Biker to slow down to smash through it.

Kuro walked towards the Biker as he made his way over, hearing Hans shout about it. There was nothing to be done about the commandos, but the forces seemed to be drawing back, at least for now. And he did manage to get one. There was a slight limp in his step with the broken ribs, and his left arm hung lifeless at his side. He had lost the ability to even move the fingers now. Blood dripped from his arm steadily, and from his mask's chin, blood leaked as well. He activated the mechanism, and the dagger retracted from the tunnel all the way, coming to hang by his side. He sheathed his sword, and put the dagger away as well, addressing the Biker.

"Will it be death for you, too, Biker?" he said, with a colder than usual tone as his eyes glowed red from behind the mask, and from the section where his face was exposed. As he did, he detached a cable from the dagger, and looped it onto the pommel of his blade, holding the sheath and the firing mechanism. "Lethal force is authorized. Stand down."

And The Biker said nothing, to the surprise of no one as it smashed through the segment of wall Kuro had made to try and pin the commandos to the wall. Once it got through those it only slowed down into it's normal 'power walking' stride. With his special eyes Kuro much like Hans, would be able to see the almagamation of spirits that seemed to be sharing one body, their fury distorting the air immediately around their body. What was new however was the three sets of glowing eyes visible through two of the bullet holes in his helmet. The Biker would then spring forward, leaping up and twisting his body into a downward punch from above with EXCESSIVE amounts of force behind it...

Kuro, at least in his present state, wasn't used to seeing such things. But other than a widening of his pupils for a moment before they returned to normal, he would show no reaction. "So be it." He would walk to meet the monstrosity as it came forward. It leaped into the air to throw a punch down at him. Kuro formed a hand sign. "Toppa." He unleashed a gust of sudden hurricane force winds at the Biker, keeping him suspended in midair for a moment where his punch would never reach him. He would use the moment of air to form another hand seal. "Raikiri." He fired the pin in the sheath, and the sword would rocket out towards the Biker's face, pommel first. But as Kuro had not unlocked the mechanism, the cable would retract, whipping the blade for his neck instead with lightning coursing through it. After its cut, it would return to sender, where Kuro would take hold of it and prepare for another cut when the Biker came down for his arm.

And The Biker's head came off, much like the commando's. This did not seem to change anything, as the eyes still glared at Kuro and the body still writhed before finally getting released again. The Biker would press on, narrowling avoiding another slash much like with Hans' scythe. Only this time The Biker's body threw a roundhouse kick, using the momentum to hop off it's other foot and twist in the air into a back kick.


Hans managed to finally catch up, not feeling to well himself with the agents following behind a slightly further distance away, the objective in tow. Hans used this moment of The Biker attacking to go for it's leg. The Biker bent it's leg and hopped over it, forcing Hans back with a quick flurry before switching it's target back to Kuro. Hans started to cast his Vampiric Touch spell in anticipation, The Biker finding and kicking the severed commando's head at Kuro before running at him with a quick snap kick as Hans drew it's attention away. It spung on it's heels and threw a low kick that Hans hopped over, Hans ducking under a high one right after as he threw a punch of his own- all he needed was a touch.

The Biker's body briefly became engulfed in negative energy, which did seem to startle him for a moment as several snaps were heard. So it DID have a corporeal body.

Kuro was a little surprised at the fact that it continued moving with its head disconnected. He saw the kick coming, however, and got brief flashes of the files that they had seen for the Biker. He brought up the blade to block it, but was kicked back even while blocking. The blade snapped, clipping his shoulder and flying into the wall. He looked at the snapped blade, before looking back to the Biker.

Hans came in to assist, and Kuro moved to fight the Biker with him. the Biker kicked the commando's severed head at him and moved in for another kick. Kuro made a brief motion as he leaned out of the way of the flying head, and then spun back from the kick, spitting a stream of fire at the Biker's body. It seemed his abilities lying in divine magic were helping this fight. Well, Kuro didn't know that though. But some part of him did right now.