War Time (Invite)

[Jayceon Williams]

Today was the day. The time was finally here. No more waiting. Today was the day that war shall be declared.It was time to serve them bastards what they want. War time. They were going to pay what they owed. It was time for them to get what they deserve. It has been a long time coming. Now someone with the big enough grapefruits... enough testicular fortitude... was going to bring that war to their front door. He had rallied the troops. He had given his speech. The people's eyes were opened. The were ready. They had his back. They knew what had to happen. They knew what time it was. They were going to give everything they had in it. He had his soldiers ready across the nation. It was payback time. No more was he going to sit by and let them put their plan into action. Someone needed to answer for what has been going on. Jin Remmy was going to be the one to do it.

He stood up off of the bed he was sitting on. Dressed in a long sleeve black shirt, black bullet proof vest, black fingerless gloves, black baggy jeans, black combat boots, long, black trench coat, black bandanna across his forehead, and black sunglass on his face... looking like he Blade or Morpheus on some shit. He was ready for war. Behind him on the bed rested an AK-47, two Mack-10s, and two 44. pistols. Remmy turned around and grabbed ahold of the pistols and slid them into holsters that were hidden underneath the trench coat. Then he grabbed the Mack-10s and stuffed them into a couple more holsters on his hips. Finally, he took the AK, and slid it over head and let it rest on his back. He had the weaponry. That was for sure. Taking a deep breath before exhaling a small sigh. He headed for the door.

Stepping outside the building, it was complete anarchy. Flames shot out from vehicles and building windows. Vehicles had been flipped over. People were rioting in the streets. Weapons in hand. Torches for those who didn't have guns. Police tried to hold the people back but they weren't having that. They were on "their" side. The people simply put bullets through the police without regret. Laying waist to the "defense." Did they fear jail? No. They were making a change in this world of theirs. They were standing up for what they believed in. They were handling business. An armored vehicle pulled up to the curb in front of the building Remmy had just exited. Seeing a familiar face in the driver seat, a smirk formed on his. He stepped down the steps from the building and made his way to the armored vehicle. Making his way around to the passenger side, he opened the door and climbed inside. Closing the door behind him, he turned his attention to the driver and said...

"Took you long enough."

[Yoshi Nagata]

"You seen the shit goin' on round the city man? I had to drive real careful up through this bitch."

Yup. Hideyoshi Nagata is the driver of said Armored Vehicle. The engine hadn't been turned off, he grabbed the lever on the side of the wheel and popped it up slightly, putting that big sumbitch in drive and began to head off to their next destination. He glanced at Remmy, for a moment before turning his eyes back to the road. Pure chaos on either side of the street. Explosions going off inside shops. People, those people being the police, being gunned down without mercy by the soldiers Remmy had gathered. Yup, Yoshi was one of them Soldiers too. He was wearing something similar to Remmy's get up, his was just a slight bit different. Had a hoodie instead of a trench coat, tribal dragon design on the back of the hoodie. No bandanna, no glasses. But everything else was pretty much identical. He tightened his grip on the wheel as he began to hit a faster speed. Nearing at least 60 miles per hour. He almost couldn't believe what was going on in the city and all. But there it was, all around him, in front of him, to the sides, to the back. Another explosion went off as a car was blown sky high. He looked out the driver's side window for a brief moment, couple people with baseball bats were going to town on a police officer. Damn. Bout the only thing he could think. He smirked slightly before glancing back over to Remmy, keeping an eye on the road through his peripheral vision momentarily before just turning his full focus back to the road.

"Took us forever to get this damn thing, I ain't 'bout to be speeding round corners and flip the thing after all. Not with all the chaos and pandemonium going on, ya know? Still can't believe ya actually doing this, Not that I'm having ANY doubt 'bout it. Ya know I gotcha back in this shit. All the way to the end, man. So, uh, yeah, got a briefing or anything ya needs to tell me before we actually get there? ETA is about 30 to 40 minutes, so, if ya do got a briefing, I hope its a short one, dude."

[Jayceon Williams]

"That's what I'm talking 'bout. Aha! Lookit them bitches run. I told they asses it was on. Told em. Shit is on like Donkey Kong my nigga. They ain't know we was gonna rebel on they asses like this. Hahaaa..."

Watching the chaos unfolding outside. He began to nod his head. Listening to Yoshi as he spoke. He reached into his trench coat. Finding the inner pocket. He reached in and pulled out a nice Cuban cigar. Eat it bitches. Illegal? Pfft... Try and stop him from smoking it now. He put it in his mouth and reached into his pocket again. This time pulling out a silver Zippo lighter. Flipped it open. Ignited the flame. Lit the cigar. Closed the Zippo. And put it away. He then turned his attention back to Yoshi once he asked about a briefing. Raising an eyebrow, he pulled the cigar from his lips. Exhaling the smoke through his nostrils and lips. He responds to him...

"Briefing? Alright, alright.. I'll keep it short and sweet like you said. It's simple. Don't run any of these people over. We gonna need em. They ain't expendable. They may be our soldiers but they ain't out here for nothing. Don't run em over. If ya need to, run some of these damn spies off the road. Them bastards deserve to die. Ya know ? So, get us to the gate carefully. Then we blow that sumbitch off it's hinges. Either blow the gate open or ram it. Whatever it takes to get in. Then we make our way in. Our soldiers follow behind. And we get in. By any means necessary. Shoot a spy. Kill a spy. We break in the doors. Pop whoever in there. But gotta be careful. They got them Matrix niggas in there. The ones doing all the flipping shit. Jump fifteen feet in the air and crush the top of a car. Torpedo their asses through the windshield type niggas. Gotta watch out for them fools. But we get through. Find the target. And kill em. Free the world from all this bullshit that they put us through. Ya feel me? We take care of this problem once and for all.

He took another quick drag from his Cuban cigar and then hands it over to Yoshi. Seeing if he want some.

[Yoshi Nagata]

He looked at the cigar being offered. Eh, why not? He took it from Remmy and took a drag off of it then handed it back to Remmy. He let the smoke flow from his mouth and nostrils in a slow stream as chaos continued to pour on. Sky was red from the flames coming from cars and the tall buildings. Was a war zone, through and through. No doubt about it. Looks like he wouldn't have to go overseas to find out what one was like.

"Ah, come on now. This is us we talking 'bout. We ain't gotta worry about them people that can seem to defy the laws of reality. They just probably souped up on some kinda special drug. A super steroid or some shit. Shit, don't matter, they ain't gonna survive through a bullet to the head or chest though. They can do all the damn flips and twists they want."

People ran across the street about fifty feet ahead of their current location. Least it wasn't ten or he'd have to slam on them breaks, not unless it was a cop or something, then he'd just run them through. He pushed his foot down on the gas pedal a bit more, the needled rose past 65.. 70... it came to a stop around 75. They'd be getting their sooner than expected as long as they didn't have to slow down any.

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[Jayceon Williams]

Nodding his head, Remmy indicated that Yoshi was right. The target was what they were aiming for. Anyone else? If they interfere, they can get dealt with too. Niggas was just being controlled by the strings they was being pulled by. But if they under the target's umbrella of power? Blast they ass on sight.

"Right. If they don't get involved, fuck em. Let em run, duck, and hide. They ain't nothing but pawns to the bigger picture. Ya know? Even the President my nigga... Even the President of the United States.... Dude just a puppet. He's just a pawn. He only there to tell what he's been told to. Nigga ain't too bright, as you've probably noticed. Ya know? Dude just following orders. But if he feeling froggy, and the nigga try to leap? Put him back in his place. Other than that? We go for the main target. We remove them from power, then the power goes back to the people. Like it was initially supposed to be in the beginning. This shit dates back like a mothafucka homie. All the way back to Washington. They had the right idea. Give the power to the people. But then someone got a little too big for their britches... and nigga started controlling shit. I'm telling you. Shit is bad. We gotta get rid of em. We get the target. No one else unless they corrupted by power."

He lifted the cigar back up to his lips. Taking a drag. Looking ahead at the people running in he distance. Trying to see who exactly it was up ahead. Fuck. Wasn't exactly that clear from their location but they'll have to see as they get up there. He began to nod his head and exhale the smoke as Yoshi sped up. Then he turned his attention back to him.

"You strapped? I got plenty of heat on me if you need something but you know I told ya to come prepared. Got something on ya?"

[Yoshi Nagata]

"Yeah, I got plenty on me. Got a little something extra in the back too if ya want some extra fire power. Some Thompson Sub Machines. Don't ask how I got 'em. Ya know, also known as the Tommy Gun, Chopper, Chicago Typewriter and Chicago Piano? Yeah, got a couple of them bad boys. We good to go I think. But as for what's on me? Eh, little of this, little of that. Probably the same shit you got. Got two Beretta's on me, in holsters on my side. Couple of Uzis, they do their job well enough. Tested all my shit earlier, everything is in working order.... Aight we there. Hold on, dude? I hope this big boy is stronger than them damn gates."

Yoshi's knuckles turned a shade of white as he tightened his grip on the wheel of the vehicle, he pushed his foot down on the gas pedal, hoping to get the armored vehicle to its max speed. Two guards got in the way, standing between the speeding hunk of metal and the gates. One jumped out of the way as it neared, the other stayed. Game of Chicken? You lose buddy. The vehicle plowed right over the poor unfortunate soul and slammed directly into the gates, Yoshi lunged forward, the seat belt slung him back as the gates blew off the hinges and the vehicle rolled right on in, swerving slightly before Yoshi maintained the composure of the vehicle. Remmy's soldiers began their march in as planned, the one who jumped out of the way of the car fell to them. Yoshi slammed on the breaks and turned the wheel slightly, making the vehicle come to a sliding stop.

"Oh... shit man. That was fun! We gotta do that shit again. Just, in more relaxed circumstances, eh? Look in the back. Get whatcha want and lets storm the place. Our people already heading in. Damn, you got a buncha people rallied up. More the merrier, eh?"

Unhooking the seat belt he let it slide back as he turned around slightly in his seat, reaching into the back and grabbing a Thompson, he brought it around and slung it over his neck and shoulder and then placed his hand on the door handle and looked to Remmy, waiting for him before heading on out himself.

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[Jayceon Williams]

"Mothafuckas don't know what the hell they done gone themselves into... Aha!.... Let's get these bitches..."

Remmy unhooked his belt and followed Yoshi to the back. Goddamn. Nigga wasn't lying. Where the hell he get these guns from. Fuggin' nice. Remmy been known to peddle guns out the back of vans in St. Louis but he ain't ever been able to get the hook up with something like these. Yoshi got connects. Dude's asian. Triad? Yakuza? He never bothered to ask. Fuck it. Back to the mission. Remmy snatched up one of the Tommy Guns he saw Yoshi mention. Holding it in his hand and looking at it closely. Been awhile since he grabbed one of these. Been a long time since he messed with the ol' Tommy Gun. Brought back a lot of good memories. Looking up at Yoshi...

"Shits nice. I'm ready nyukka. Let's go. I'm ready to pop these bitches."

He held the gun up in both hands now. Smirk crossing his face. He still had his guns on him. But to pass up a chance to buck at these bastards with a Tommy? Fuck nah. He ain't missing out on this. About to straight up fuggin' Tony Montana these niggas. They don't know who they was fucking with.

[Yoshi Nagata]

"Aight then. Lets do it."

Pausing slightly, Yoshi took a deep breath in before swinging the back door open and making his way out, he was quickly followed by Remmy, both of them had their Tommy Guns armed and ready to fire off at anybody stupid enough to try and halt their mission.

"Ya know... The easy part was getting in here. Haha! Now the fun part begins man."

He swung around from behind the armored vehicle, facing the front doors of the large building, Tommy Gun pointed and ready, course, just like before, Remmy followed quickly behind. Didn't take them long to reach the front door.

"Damn dude... Security must be lacking... That or they all gathered up inside waiting for us... Not unless they didn't hear or see us crash through their front gates."

Yoshi shrugged his shoulders slightly as he took one side of the front door and Remmy took the other.

"So, we kicking this door in and run in, guns-a-blazing or what man?"

[Jayceon Williams]

"You know it."

Remmy took a few steps back away from the door. Holding the Tommy Gun up and out of his way. He rushed forward and lifted his right foot up. KYAH! Big booting that fuggin' door. Kicking that sumbitch open. Doesn't look like them bastards even bothered locking the door. Damn thing just flew open on impact. Once the door was open, he got the gun ready and waves for Yoshi to follow him. Remmy quickly made his way into the building. The place looked empty. Not a soul in the place. Or atleast, that's what it seemed like.

"Huh...? Where them bitches at?"

He pointed the gun out. Looking around. Just waiting for a sound of someone hiding. Or someone to jump out. He knew the security in this place couldn't be this bad. Something was up. He didn't know what but he kept his eyes and ears open as he proceeded to move in further into the building. Waving for Yoshi to come along.

"Be very, very quiet.... I'm hunting bitches...."

[Yoshi Nagata]

A slight sound escaped from Yoshi, him stifling a laugh that was about to burst out from him. He cleared his throat silently, holding onto the Tommy Gun gently, not too tightly, but tight enough to where he is ready to fire at will. He took a slight look around, doing a little slow three-sixty turn as he did, getting a good look at the entire area. Place was God damned empty.

"Maybe they on some holiday vacation or some shit. I ain't heard a god damn thing since we got in this place. Not a pin drop, not a computer beep. Nothing... Whatever makes our job easier though, right?"

He sighed slightly before standing up straight from his slight crouched position, he took another good look around. Side to side, back to front. Not a god damned thing. He approached the double doors at the other end of the room that they entered from, standing a few feet away from it and raising his Tommy Gun, taking aim at the doors.

"Ya know. I seen plenty of fucking movies. Bet they on the other side of this door just waiting. So, how about... we stand on this side of the thing and open fire? They wouldn't be expecting that. We'd take a good many out like that alone. I doubt the door is reinforced either..."

[Jayceon Williams]

Remmy looked at Yoshi with a surprised look on his face. Then he began to nod his head. He knew what Yoshi meant. In a whispery tone, he responded to him...

"You know what? I bet you right. I bet you right man. The movies are really just very well made documentaries of shit like this. I bet you're right. And you know what else? I ain't letting them bastards get the upper hand. Nah. Forget that. Let's get them bitches."

He took a few steps back from the door. Yoshi doing the same. Both men held their guns at the door. Getting ready to unload. The two men look at each other. Nodded. Looked back at the door And proceeded to pull the trigger back simutaneously. Bullets tore through the door with ease. Wood from the door flying everywhere. Basically just turning this damn door into swiss cheese. Leaving just about nothing there. Click, click, click... Fuck. Emptied. Remmy shook his head with a smirk on his face. Damn that was fun. Looking up from the gun at the door. It was hard to see anything in the room. The bullets had destroyed pretty much everything in the room it seemed. Debris filled the room. Remmy dropped the Tommy Gun on the floor.

"That was fun. Goddamn that shit got some kick to it. Got some major power in that gun. Let's see if we hit anything."

Remmy reached into his jacket and grabbed his two .44's. Time to enter the place. He nodded toward the room. Remmy headed off into the debris filled room. His two .44's in hand ready to kill whoever's inside... if anyone...

[Yoshi Nagata]

Reaching around to his back, slipping his hands up under his hoodie, Yoshi grabbed hold of the two guns, the Uzi's, and swung them around front. He followed Remmy into the room quickly, both two men charged in, one taking one side of the room, the other taking the other. Remmy fired off once, taking a moving person out. One of the very few that were unharmed during the two men going trigger happy on the door. Another gunshot as Jin put another down. Yoshi put the other two survivors down without so much as a second thought.

"These sons of bitches ain't nothing Jin!"

A quick movement. Yoshi caught it out of the corner of his eye, his peripheral vision. He whipped to the side quickly and pressed his finger down on the triggers, spraying whatever it was in a side sweeping motion. A glass shattered and water spilled out across the floor. He released his finger from the trigger and looked at the stuff pouring out. It was a giant fish tank. He looked to Jin, who was of course, staring in his direction. He chuckled slightly, a bit nervously and shrugged his shoulders, raising his right hand to his head and scratching at the back of it gently with his pinky finger.

"Saw a quick movement... Shoot first, ask later, y'know?"

[Jayceon Williams]

"Hahaha... Probably scared the shit outta them poor fishes... Goddamn man.... Come on... Let's keep going... Hahaha..."

Remmy turned around and continued forward. Looked like they got all the people in this room. He didn't see any movement. Atleast, no people were visible. Finding another pair of doors. He stopped for a moment. Then he got himself up against the wall. Holding a hand out behind him to stop Yoshi, who was following close behind. Can't be too careful. Remmy reached forward and grabbed one of the door hands. Then he quickly pulled on the door to open it but moved his arm out of the way. Letting the door open on it's open from him pulling on it. No shots were fired like he expected. Cautiously, Remmy began to look around the corner of the door to see if anyone was coming. The hall was empty. Hmm... He looked back at Yoshi.

"Looks like it's clear but keep an eye out."

The two men proceeded into the hallway. But once they had entered, the sound of an alarm began to ring through the building. The fuck? An alarm? This far into the building? Was they stupid? A steel wall slid up from the floor behind the two. Sealing off that part. Another was coming on the other side of the hall. SHIT! They were trying to trap them. Fuck it. Remmy waved for Yoshi to come on as he charged forward. The steel wall was waist high by the time they reached it. But Remmy leaped over that sumbitch like it was the Olympics. Yoshi followed right behind him. They sure as fuck weren't going to get trapped in that hall. Hell no. Who knows what could happen in there. Pushing himself off the floor, Remmy looked at Yoshi.

"These fuggin' people man. Tryna' trap us. Not this time. Not now."

Once he stood up, he looked around the room they were in now. Appeared to be an office of some sort. Hmm... Looks like an ordinary office, but who knows. He didn't let his defenses down but he kept an eye out for anything that could help or hurt them.

[Yoshi Nagata]

Remmy moved a bit further into the office, keeping his guard up as Yoshi looked back at the steel door that rose up. Damn. These sons of bitches weren't playing around were they? He reached forward, tapping the steel with the back of his hand, the Uzi in his hand tapping it once or twice, making a slight metallic clinking sound. He sighed out before turning around and walking into the room, looking around it Looked safe enough.

"Okay... dude... Is this like the last room of this building? I don't see another damn door anywhere. There's a couple windows over there... But I don't see no damn door. Not... Not unless, you know, there's a "secret" door somewhere. Bet there is. Bet that statue head over there opens the pathway too. This place been just like the movies so far. Might as well see if another cliché is actually used."

He shrugged and walked behind the desk in the office, there was a strange statue there. He couldn't make out what the head of it was supposed to be modeled after but that didn't matter. What did matter was what always happened in the movies. He put the Uzi in his left hand back in its holster and put his left hand on the statue head, he looked back to Remmy, Remmy nodded, giving him the go ahead, he pushed down on the statue head, and what do you know, it moved slightly downward, sinking into a depression and then he just waited for something to happen...

[Jayceon Williams]

As cliche' would have it, the pushing of a statue's head just so happened to do something. And as cliche' would have it again, a certain section of a book case in the room would begin to sink into the wall and slide to the left. Revealing a passage way on the other side. Remmy stood there, mouth agape for a moment. Mothafu... From now on... Gotta start watching more movies. Shit like this is getting ridiculous. Remmy shook his head. Closing his mouth. Then speaking..

"These bastards... I tell ya... They ain't even tryna' hide... Shit ain't even clever... But whatever... Guess our next move is through that passage way, eh? Let's get moving then. Probably leads us to them or something."

Remmy proceeded to make his way into the newly opened passage way. Yoshi following behind him. Getting his Uzi's out again to be prepared for whatever was ahead. The passage way seemed typical. Stone walls. Dim lighting. Small enough for a single person to slip through. Long enough for a group to follow behind in single file formation. It was crazy. Soon they found themselves walking down a flight of stairs. Perhaps underground? The stone walls soon became dirt walls. The two would finally reach the end of the passage way. An opening that looked like a cave type shit.

"What the fuck? Niggas hiding underground. Goddamn..."

On the other end of the opening, there was a set of steel doors. Remmy raised an eyebrow. He looked around. Nothing but dirt. No where to go but through those doors. Hmm.. Fuck it. Remmy began to walk towards the doors. Yoshi following behind him. Then... there was a sound that stopped them in their tracks. It wasn't a sound he could recognize but it did catch his attention. He knew this shit wasn't going to be this easy. Then..