Saga 1 Episode 4: I am my father's son!

Empress SerizawaNoah SerizawaPromethus
                                                                        Heart breaking news

( Theme ) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zyNl76pFqkY / Deep in the caves within the Trinity of Sin's base sat the Empress her face looked unpleased after the news of what happened to Jericho it drove her insane how could he be so foolish in letting himself be killed?! But maybe he wasn't dead that's it maybe it's a trick her mind began to puzzle all the thoughts together seeing there was no body and no body means he could still be out there hurt suffering but this is Jerichio were talking about he doesn't suffer he only plots and gain. Homura was surrounded by thousands of Lost Legion soldiers who all looked at her as the new person in charge, it sicken her not being in charge but just the fact Jerichio was gone her love the one person who gave her life meaning was no where to be found. She would turn towards her two female guards Dawn and Jinx some friends she always keep with her they try to keep her saine. " Come on Empress dont beat yourself up you still have Noah and it seems he may need you more than ever now.." Hearing Dawn Homura would shake her head trying to get it together and that's when it hit her she had an idea, turning to the Lost Legion she would began to speak. " Set up the arena my Son's training will start now grab him.. " : Yes Empress!: The Lost Legion would run like roaches going off her word as she sat on her throne with her two friends at her side as they began to watch the Lost Legion set up the arena in front of her she needed to see if he was ready to go outside New Nexus she loved her son but he needed to be ready he needed to be a man to find his father.(  <-- How they looked) // Noah Quarters // Loud knocking would be heard on Noah's door as the Lost Legion would began to shout through the door " Sir Empress will like to start your training now.. Please report to the arena at once.." If Noah would report walking through the halls of hideout would be much different and darker and once he would stand in the arena all he would see is his mother sitting on her throne watching him with her two guards at her side. " Serizawa! This will be your final test I wish to see how well you do against our finest."

Noah, finally pulling the thin covers from off of his muscular, slender frame hopped to his feet, instantly gripping his gun from under his pillow as he heard the banging and yelling from outside his door. He pointed the barrel at the oak and readied himself, his breathing was heavy, obviously not being used to this random wake up call. He slowed his pulse and sighed, shaking his head as his brown locks fell in front of his eyes. "Okay! Okay! I hear you!" He slowly sat on the edge of his small twin bed, setting his .45 on the nightstand next to him. "Okay-...today is the day." He muttered, moving the silken strands from infront of his discolored hues, before looking over to where his wardrobe that held his uniform was. He grunted softly and stood, moving his quiet feet to the doors and opening them to show a green soldier attire which he wore almost every day. Slipping the undershirt on over his torso and his fingerless gloves over his hands, he looked at his boots, that belonged to Will. A loud, almost deafening ringing came to his ears as he just stared at them. He remembered how he felt, seeing his best friend, standing there, ready to desert them, with the last little bit of supplys that they had at the time, trying to take it to the enemy. How dare he. How dare the lot of them. Noah slowly sighed as he tried to forget about pulling the trigger. He tried to forget brains that leaked out of the back of Will's skull. He tried to forget the blood that oozed onto the land. And he tried to forget about how many times he stabbed him after that. Noah has lost it in that single moment of battle, having lost all that he felt was important to him at the time, until he felt his mother hold him and try and drag him off the body. He remembered how his knife easily slid through him. Minutes passed and Noah came back to, having zoned out for a few moments. "Oh-...right." He grunted, shaking his head, sliding on his pants and boots, as well as his vest over his undershirt. Noah was fully ready, after placing his two sidearms, his katana, and his multiple throwing knives on his person. He moved to the door and pushed it open before making his way down the dark hall. He stared at the floor the entire way to the arena where the soldiers, and his mother sat and waited for him. "I am ready." He spoke, standing at attention, and saluting his newly appointed leader, and mother. "Test me in any way that you feel you need to, and I will not let you down. I will show you my skill." It was obvious that they already knew his skill, but now he needed to give it his all and he would not let the death of Will distract him. "Bring it on." He whispered under his breath, before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a toothpick, sticking it between his teeth. Noah stood, looking around at thousands of the soldiers, before moving his legs slightly apart and placing a hand to the hilt of his blade, but not drawing it, just simply readying himself. His martial arts training, and his marksmen training led him to this exact moment. All the killing, and battles-...led to him standing in the arena. "I will make you proud, mother." He nodded and acknowledged that he was ready for the final test.

" I will make you proud mother.. " Hearing that made Homura heart melt to hear her own son speak to her like that she wanted to smile but she needed to keep a firm face in front of everyone she couldn't show any signs of weakness at all not even for a second she looked at her son unfazed before snapping her fingers. " Bring in the Roaches!" Homura's pets commonly referred to as simply the Perts and known colloquially thanks to Max as the Roaches, is a highly aggressive endoparasitoid extraterrestrial species. The Roaches are predatory creatures with no higher goals than the propagation of their species and the destruction of any life that could pose a threat to them. Like wasps or bees, Roaches  primary weapon is their inner pharyngeal jaw, which is capable of shooting from their mouth like a piston with sufficient power to smash through bone and metal. In fact, a common tactic used by the creatures to eliminate prey is to restrain the victim with their hands, immobilizing them, before killing them with a precision jaw strike to the head, piercing through the skull and penetrating the brain; this form of attack is colloquially known as a "Headbite". They have segmented, blade-tipped tails. The sharp tip has been seen to vary from a small, scorpion-like barb to a larger, flat blade. Despite their seemingly flimsy physical construction, the creature's tail makes for an incredibly potent weapon, The tails have been used variously as stabbing, slashing and blunt force trauma weapons(

<-- How they looked) A number of four would began to surround the arena snarling at Noah the Lost legion had to place a cage up to trap them around Noah for they wouldnt attack anyone else. : Good luck my son..: Homura would say in her head as she watched. " ALRIGHT BEGIN!" As soon as Homura spoke the Rochaches would leap into action one of them would leap towards Noah at full sprint aiming to send an powerful slash towards his chest but if he wasn't paying attettion to the tail it would come from underneath and slash at his left leg leaving a serious scar. The other three just watched for now to see how he moved they were studying the poor boy.

"Oh good. Roaches. I had hoped for Roaches.." He spoke softly to himself as they slowly came from their cages. As soon as he heard the words "Begin" He drew his sword and side stepped, feeling the vibrations in the ground from the running roach, only to roll back, completely avoiding the tail and strike that it had tried to unleash on him. Noah held the katana in one hand and drew his pistol in the other, pointing it at the large roach that had tried to attack him, whilst also getting a grip on where the other three were positioned. He fired three shots toward the roach's head in order to either cripple it, or make it move. If the roach did get shot, it would obviously be unable to do much, but if it moved from the bullets, with lightning fast reflex, Noah would be right there, bringing his sword down, whilst standing three feet away, hoping to decapitate the foul creature. Little did he know, however, that dispatching one roach was a small victory. If both attacks were to miss however, he would take a few steps back as well and ready himself for the roaches to strike again. He never attacked first unless provoked to do so, and relyed heavily on counter manuvers to see him through the end of the day. Noah knew that if he were to fail here, it could very well mean the end of his life, and thus, the end of all he ever trained for. He knew that he needed to succeed. He wanted nothing more than to become a soldier. He stumbled back, ready to attack another roach if need be, but he didn't want to end the battle that quickly, as he knew not of the natural armor that these beast possessed. If the roach were to be killed from Noah's attack with his gun, he ran to the edge of the cage, and sheathed his blade, pulling both of his guns with no effort, and pointed it at the other three roaches, having himself an idea. He placed his back against the wall, and watched the Roaches start to walk with their disgusting legs around the arena.  He had no other choice but to wait for the next attack. He had only hoped that the roach stayed dead, if he had even killed it at all. His stance readied for another counter attack if any of them were to charge him, or fire their projectiles at him. He was young, but he was also a warrior, and far superior than a lot of the soldiers that had taken this test as well.

Once Noah shot at the Roach it made contact but there was one thing he did not take in the blood, as he shot the blood of the roach would began to shoot out towards him landing on his chest their blood was acid and would began to burn Noah's skin the burning sensation would be breath taking. Only to graze to the Roach the beast as it was still in motion the Roach would attempt to block Noah's sword strike with it's take allowing both weapons to clash. \* CLING\* Would be heard as the other beast would come into play the second Roach would come from behind aiming to spit their acid towards Noah's back if this would hit Noah would recivce major burns on his body allowing the beast in front of him to strike him with his large claw, which would be aimmed towards his lower chest enough force to knock Noah down to his knee's. Throughout the battle Homura would be watching closely trying to figure out her son's weakness and strength but seeing he was kinda having issue's she thought making it a bit easier would be needed as she would press an button on her throne the arena would began to shift into tunnel's ( http://www.michalak.org/fh/avp/net\_trailer09.jpg  <- like this) It was much darker and Noah would lose sight of his mother and everyone who was watching due to the shifting of the arena it would be dark only thing he had would be his senses. The loud yells of the roaches could be heard as they were racing in the tunnel's searching for him their speed was so raw that they came off as a blur. Within the tunnle's there were more weapons like flamethrower, and other guns that Noah could use.

Noah quickly noticed the blood squirt and land on his chest, luckily, he noticed that the vest he had on was kevlar, and it gave him just enough time to remove it and toss it to the ground, as he was running, dropping his sheath in the process, but luckily his sword, approx. 3'2, in his left hand, was still present. He noticed the roach coming back at him, and indeed he slammed his sword down, but in doing so, the vibrations talked to him closer in the earth. He shifted his left foot, and sidestepped, using the roach's claw against it to pin it in place for the acid spit to attach it's self onto the first beast's noggin. Noah then slid his sword from the claw with brute force, doing so with his titanium steel, able to cut though solid metals, through the pincers of the roach. Noah would then jump high, about 5 high, and land on the head of the second roach, hoping not to squish it, but to use it as a springboard, which set him in a straight path for the tunnel that led to more salvation just as it was beginnging to shift. His tiny body allowed him to slip through the cracks before the shifting even stopped, so he thought. IF he were lucky, he would be safe and could gain his thoughts, or better yet, find more weaponry. Noah bit down on his toothpick harder but never lost sight of what was important. He ran at a quick 23 miles per hour, in a dead sprint, yet he was pacing his breathing, as to not wear himself down. Once inside, he took a lighter out of his pocket and lit the zippo, which was wind resistant and ran down the tunnel. His eyes locked onto the flame thrower and he quickly picked it up and noticed the roaches not that far behind him, as beasts usually follwed their prey. If he learned anything from burning real roaches with his zippo, it was that all bugs burned. He started walking forward, the flame from the flame thrower after he switched it on lit the way. The shifting of the arena was somthing else, but luckily for him, he could see very well in the dark, having many experiences of being out at night and sneaking around in places he should not be in. That is how he escaped through the tunnels, and that is how he was going to be a soldier. A sniper in the dark. He was almost nocturnal in a way. It never did bother him, unless in pitch black, which is why he carried a lighter with him, to act as a torch should he ever need it. Obviously, as he came back into the arena after exiting the tunnel to spot the roaches, he began to open fire, shooting out a large flame that reached to 9'5 in front of him, as he had it set to high. He was sure to handle it properly and wave it back and forth, to try and roast every single roach at once. IF this were effective, then he had won, but if not, then he would simply ready himself for more, with his sword sheathed on his belt. Burnt roaches were easier to cut through.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fq3QmtV8vT0 ) The Empress would watch as Noah had taken out all of the Roaches in one swoop of the flames it made her proud he actually passed but the test wasn't over, she would slam her hand against the button for the arena to come back to it's normal platform for Noah could see her. " You passed your first step now for the real final challenge.." She would turn to the lost Legion before demanding them to bring her Prometheus some of their eye's open due to the fact Prometheus scared them he was kinda the same age as Noah but he was single handily trained by Noah's father Jericho. The guards would began to race towards Prometheus quarters before knocking on his door just like they did Noah ordering him to reach the Arena, " This test will show me how strong you've really gotten Prometheus was trained by your father.." Once Prometheus would make it to the arena the Empress would explain that he would have to do battle with Noah once he would step on the arena the Empress would press the button for the last time allowing the arena to space out giving them both room once they both was readied up the Empress would shout out. " BEGIN!!!"

Prometheus is a strapping young student, His hair is White and His skin as pale as a winter's blizzard. He stands 5"6 - 5"7 after training for 19 hours on edge with his training Partner Jericho. His body was exceptionally built considering his weight, He is clad in strapped clothing black, being the color of choice. His boots thumped the ground as he walked, His hair waved with the thick winds whipping through itas he ripped his door open after the hesitant knocking with guards asking him to Fight Noah, His sword emblazoned with a mark of unity between Jericho and himself in the shape of a Lion and Dragon it blared a bright light as he passed the Arena lights, with the pommel thumping against his hip with his steps. He walked through the tunnel way past the guard who seemed to be soiling their pants for nothing, into his battle with Noah his long time friends son. As he escaped the dimness of the tunnel blocking his eyes from the bright rays of the Lights surrounding, He made his way to the middle stage and awaited his opponent as he took off his top like he did so many times before during training while saying to himself "The key to winning is to develop a connection with the one you fight, learn them and learn yourself so that you may have the upper hand.... Thanks Jericho" He tossed his top aside and stood fast in his position as he plugged his earphones in and listened to his music awaiting the arrival of Noah before hearing the chime of the empress' voice with the word "BEGIN" Blaring through the arena He felt ready

As he had passed the first step, he stood at attention, gathering his own thoughts on the matter that had just taken place. He took his sword from his belt loop as one of the soldiers had ran off, rather quickly to go fetch Prometheus, and he sighed. He only had a moment or two to prepare himself, and he did just that. His blue and green eyes lit up as he looked up at the lights that shone down from the rafters and onto him, in the middle of the arena. "ARE YOU NOT ENJOYING YOURSELF?!" He said, raising his arms, trying to pump up the crowd, as he knew the soldiers deserved a good show. The usually well put together soldiers began to cheer and chant his name, even as he made his way to his kevlar vest and his sheath for his sword. He picked up the wooden case for it and slung it back on his back, only to grip his sword tightly in his right hand. Noah was average height for a teenage boy of his age, and an average weight, so he needed to use his opponent's weight and height differance against them. He then took this time to slam his sword into the dead roach, coating his blade in the sizzling acid blood, that did not burn through the titanium of his sword. If he were to fight, he wanted to have an advantage, and he made sure the acid stayed dripping off of the blade and onto the ground, creating small holes with each step he took. Noah watched his sword easily sustain the acid that now forged to the strong, slightly enhanced metal that never broke, and never weakened, so long as he sharpened it every day. Noah listened to the crowd cheer, up until Prometheus walked into the Arena, and they grew dead silent. So quiet that a pin could be heard dropping, even as the thump, thump thump came to from Prometheus's boots. Noah readied himself as he held his sword tight in his hands, knowing that this battle would either mean his success, or possibly his own death, depending on if they stopped the fight before anyone could be killed. He didn't want to kill anyone today, but if he were ordered to do so, he would without question, for that is what the good men and woman did when given a task. The boy began to spin his wrist, twirling his sword around and taking about 10 steps back from Prometheus, but never once losing sight of him. His firearms held 16 shots each, and he had fired 2 shots from the left gun, and 1 shot from the right, leaving him with 29 shots, which he would use to his advantage if he needed to do so. .45 colts were powerful hand guns, easily able to dispatch targets without a second thought, for it usually took  a single bullet to do so. However, he didn't think this was a battle to the death, and would not rely on using them, unless he absolutely needed to do so. "BEGIN" He heard from his own mother and he simply stood his ground. Ready for Prometheus to charge him, for he would not do anything that would give him the upperhand just yet. He still had 30 kunai around his person. On his arm bands, the bands on his legs and even on a strap on his undershirt, that he currently wore. Biting down on his tooth pick he simply looked at his target and held his sword firmly in his hands. The sword was 3'2, with quite a long reach for a katana, so he had hoped it gave him some sort of advantage, but if not, he could always rely on his hand to hand training. He hoped it came down to a battle a fists, so they could both walk away after the fight, and go have a fresh soda at their barracks. "C'mon Prometheus." He mouthed, seeing he had put earbuds in his ears. That could be used to his advantage.

Breathing in Prometheus would stand completely still even after hearing the Empress speak, once Noah fired his two shots the golden child would quickly sway out of the way due to his high relflexes he is able to easily see this coming taking a couple of steps towards Noah Prometheus would grip tighter on his sword with he held with his left. With his raw speed Prometheus would attempt to connect punch into the lower chin which could paralysis, mild concussion or unconsciousness. Seeing the jawbone acts as a lever that could transmit the force of a blow to the back of the brain where the cardiac and respiratory mechanisms are controlled. Which if hit would cause Noah to be flown back but before he would even leave Promethues radius the arrior would attempt to grab a hold of his ankle and yank him back towards him as Prometeus with all his might would use his free hand and attempt to slam his forehead into the ring arena , causing extreme pain, bleeding and eye watering (

<-- How the attack would look)

Noah watched as Prometheus charged at him in an attempt to punch him in the chin with amazing strength and speed, but he did not count on the teenager's own speed as well. He simply took a few steps back, dodging the hit entirly, however, he listened to the insults that spewed from the lips of the man just a few seconds prior. He wouldn't know how his father acted for he was not his father. He never even met the damned man. He only was how his mother and the other soldiers taught him how to be. Noah's guard was raised instantly as he spotted the being charging right for him, attempting to smash his jaw. Noah, as quick as the other being, having amazing agility for such a young lad, after taking his few steps back, turned with a downward strike, that, if connecting his sword with the other being's sword, would cause a shocking ripple to course through the skin of his enemy, thus either causing him to drop the sword, and move from the attack, or hold onto it in an attempt to try to attack again. If either of these cases were true, Noah would simply send a front snap kick to the chin of Prometheus, causing him to be sent to the ground without question. If his sword attack missed however, with break neck speed, he would take a few steps back, as to not be caught in a counter attack, his enemy. Either way, he would ready himself for another attack, if Prometheus got back up, or charged for him again. His sword had wires coursing around on the inside of the handle, connected to the blade, that send a 10,000 volt surge through his enemy's body, which he rarely used, as his targets didn't usually get to witness him use his sword, for they never saw him coming at all. The teenager soldier held the rubber handle with both hands, readying himself for whatever the outcome. "C'mon!"

Snap\* Once Noah kick landed on Prometheus the older boy would fall back the guards would be amazed from this fight, Noah's kick rocked Prometheus to the point he needed a moment to adjust to the situation the shocks caused him to drop his own sword allowing it to make a loud cling once hitting the pavement. Slowly standing to his two feet Prometheus would watch for his wires and invading them since he drop the sword and was aware of his surroundings. He started to dust himself off before cracking his knuckles " Alright.. I'll say you got round one but now It's round 2! " Once he spoke two tentacles would shoot out his back slowly lashing against the ground causing small cracks on the hard pavement. (  <- Just like this) His body began to slowly creep towards Noah before going into an full sprint but the thing was Promethus wasn't running on foot his tentacles would be moving for him making him go in insane speed. Reaching Noah's radius he would attempt to send a total of Six kicks towards Noah, one straight kick, Two over head kicks, and three side kicks. If any of these kicks landed Noah would feel his ribcage crack due to the pressure Prometheus was kicking in, if Noah would invade any of these Kick Promethus would easily ready for the situation.

Noah smiled as the enemy flew back and brushed himself off, then quickly frowned as the tenticles shot out of his back. "Fuck me..." As he slowly creeped forward, Noah rolled and gripped his enemy's dropped sword with his free hands and held them up to his sides, covering his knees all the way up to the top of his head on each side, knowing that dodging all the kicks in such a small moment would be futile. He felt the kicks connect, but not without a cost. As they landed, the had to make their way through the swords, easily cutting through the flesh with the amount of force and speed he was shelling out in the attack. The enemy would not be able to stop himself, and would amputate his own legs in an instant, allowing Noah to block with one sword and easily send it through the heart of Prometheus, having been givin a clear shot, right in front of him. Noah coughed in pain as the severed leg made it's mark, but at good cost to him. If these attacks were to land, Noah would obviously be the victor, however, he would stagger to stand, having had no more than 3 ribs broken. He held both the swords in one hand each, having one to his side, and his own inside of Prometheus, before admistering a large 30,000 volt shock, causing the heart to speed up to tremendus speeds before popping like a balloon, sending blood exploding from his chest, and all down the front of Noah and the arena. He then pulled his sword away and staggered back, dropping to his knees before giving a loud battle cry, before turning to his mother and Saluting. The attack would be nearly impossible to dodge, knowing that even Prometheus could not have determined that he would have his own speed and strength used against him, at the near possible instant. The heart was going to explode and he would be dead instantly, as to not have him suffer in any more pain. Noah sighed softly, before standing to his feet, not sure if something would bring him back or if he truly killed him. He now had two swords in his hands, and if Prometheus was to die, he would use his sword for good, and for his acts as a soldier. If by some chance, he survived, Noah would wait, and hope there was something he could do to treat him. Either way, it was clear he had won the fight.

Once Noah's attack's hit it would seem Prometheus would be dead but a loud groan would be heard as he would slowly look at his cut off leg and grab on to it before twisting it back allowing his healing factor to take place. After the organ transplant with Jerichio Promethus inherited an abnormal regenerating factor. While his body is soft and fragile, he focuses on providing enough brute force to take down even the toughest enemies. With these he can absorb kinetic energy of incoming projectiles and other damaging forces, such as hazardous levels of heat, radiation and energy blasts, effectively making the user temporarily invulnerable to true physiological damage and thus withstanding impacts which would normally be lethal. " This will take a while.. But nice try I dont die easily." It was thanks to his healing factor that his heart didn't blow up ( Trying to murk niggas I see good post tho i have to give it to you.// The Empress would stand stunned before raising the cage, " You have prove to me that you are able to go out there in New Nexus to find your father but Im assating someone to be with you while you hunt for your father, " She would turn to her guards before speaking out loudly " Someone bring me Akashi he is needed for this mission.."

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