Phoenix

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From the ashes, we rise again.

(Hopefully the Pilots can help save some of the writing… yeah, who am I kidding? RT fucked it up at this point. We all understand RT sucks ass and they ruined a good show. Enjoy.)

A certain green-eyed Pilot can be seen in the front yard of the Xiao Long cabin, twirling something connected to his forearms by chains. He was wearing little armor, mostly in casual clothing as he had on large combat boots, gauntlets, and knee pads.
His gauntlets had some kind of mechanism on it, which connected to the strange weaponry he's twirling. Ghost then began to get into it and practicing his movement, backflipping elegantly and twirling on his way down with incredible speed, slamming his blades into the ground before he joined them.
The blades shook the ground and fired off a wave of embers, as the fire Dust quickly drained from their metals.

"These really feel like the Chaos Blades from God of War… ha, I'm Kratos now." The pilot chuckled as he slowly retracted his blades, the chains coiling into the mechanisms just below his elbows. The blades were now revealed to be a pair of large Kukri blades, before they shifted into small Karambit knives, sheathing themselves in special slots in his arm guards. He then looked down with a satisfied smile, as the camera shifted to an attic window, where his dusty helmet remained. The camera returned to him.

This is only KK of KUKRI… Yeta’s still working on R and I, so let's see U.

He lifted his hand up to his chest, before unsheathing a large Kukri blade. He inspected it, before slicing it through the air. He grew a small smirk as he did so, watching a red blur run past the inside of the cabin window.

"She's finally awake. That's good… hopefully Yeta gets back from his trip soon. I can't wait for the rest of my arsenal!" Ghost excitedly cheered as he sheathed U, before returning to practicing with KK. 

He yelped as he fell over as the flat part of the blade smacked him in the face, leaving a long pink line down where it impacted across his face.

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Another pilot, now in the same outfit, just with different coloration, and only one singular robotic hand replacing his right forearm down. He clenched his fist with a quiet mechanical whirring, before he came to a stop just above a smoking crater.

Hello, Beautiful…

"E-e-rror… S-scanning… sc-_-ing… Unknown entity d-d-de-_-ted… Th-threat d-detected… In-initiating d-defense spor-" The smoking pile of black synthetic material, outlined with a silver alloy was cut off as time was frozen. The mass was in a shape similar to that of a person, but the suit seemed to be damaged…

I know that tech… that's a kind of Nanotech…

The Ex-Pilot smirked as he jumped into the crater before retrieving his prize…

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