Santa Prisca: 2:42am, June 19th, 2010:
P.O.V: None
On the formidable island known as Santa Prisca, the notorious Bane and his men are surrounded by dozens of men and women in red cloaks. Men stands there as his men raise their arms as the rifles cock at them. One of the Reds approaches Bane who communicates in Spanish. "Our sublime Master proclaims.......he will depart this facility........if.......one of you defeats his champion in single combat." The towering Bane barges his way forward, past his men as he stands in front of the red cloaked speaker. "Just make it interesting." Bane delclares as an alarm rings out as the bar door opens. Bane walks in, not realising the smug look on the red speaker's face. In the makeshift arena, Bane narrows his eyes across to the other side as the other door opens. A skinny man with red hair enters with a confident look. A woman next to him, with familiar features, walks him in.
Bane turns back to see the red spraker drop his Venom enchancer in the arena. "You give back my greatest weapon?" Bane asks questionly as the red spraker smirks. "It would barely test his champions prowess......if you didn't have it." He says as Bane smirks and attaches the enchancer to his wrist and to the back of his skull. Bane grunts in pain as the Venom drug courses through his veins. His eyes narrow in pain as his muscles bulge and expands. The already towering and muscled Bane is enchaned further with huge muscles. "Your funeral, little man." Bane says as he turns and looks at the man across from him as he cracks his neck.
The woman, next to the man, injects a purple serum as the man begins constricting and groaning in agony as the serum rushes through him. The man collapses holding his torso as Bane narrows his eyes. The other man behind growling as his teeth sharpen, his skin hardens into something like scales, the right side of his torso and arm split open to revealing the bulging red muscle underneath, but the man shows no sigh of pain. The man is now a huge monster creature with huge muscles, harden skin and a fierce temperate. The monster charges at Bane with incredible speed which surprises the luchador but he quickly shakes it off and shields himself from the massive overhsnd of the bigger opponent.
Bane delivers an uppercut and a straight right hand to the monster's chest but he barely registers any pain, almost like he didn't feel anything. The monster grabs Bane's neck and delivers a powerful short punch to the gut which blows out Bane's air from his lungs. A quick uppercut and right hand, followed by a grab, Bane is thrown into the adjacent wall with a thud. Bane has barely anytime to register what has happened before the monster is on him again. The beast shoulder checks Bane into the wall which makes a few cracks. The raging animal grabs Bane's head and throws him away before jumping and landing a powerful punch to Bane's head. The resulting contact leaves a small crater in the ground. "Hail Kobra." The red speaker says as he repeats it. Soon enough, all the present red cloaks begin chanting as a large man with a red snake themed cloak looks down with a satisfied look adorned on his face.
Carribbean Sea: 1:24am, July, 22nd, 2010:
P.O.V Change: Matthew Spectre
It's late at night, as I sit at the back of the bio ship's bridge. We are currently on a mission heading to Santa Prisca. A notorious island nation, known for making and selling the street drug known as 'Venom'. The drug acts as a strength enchancer, capable of making anyone strong enough to lift a truck with relative ease. Batman gathered us to observe and report the findings of the islands activities. The island's heat signatures reveal that more Venom is being made but not shipped. Batman wants us to figure out the why and to report. However, a tension is in the air as Robin asked in the briefing, who's leading? Batman and Red Tornado left the choice to us to figure. I understand the need for a leader but to leave it to us is only going to invite conflict with the group. Especially with this covert mission, where we can't reveal ourselves.
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