[Metal Provinence] (VOL-01)

ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ ᴏɴᴇ/ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ

The moon shines down upon a city glazed with that of glass, and steel. In the rain, an unusually quiet atmosphere surrounded a tower that pierces the skies. Very simply named, the Skytower.

Thud.
On one of the balcony's falls a man in very literal shining armor. It was white plated, with silver to give it that shine. Through multiple depressions in the suit of armor were lights, glowing with a bright blue hue, simulating the suit was running on energy. The figure stands, as thunder strikes behind them, they begin to walk forward. Peering through the glass facing into what seemed to be a floor guarded by many, many armed individuals.

The figure just stares. The floor was white with black furniture everywhere. Seats placed nicely against the walls, and windows cleaner than anything they had ever seen. But they werent interested in that. They shift their gaze, narrowing its eyes at the men through the glass. The men that took away their life.. Ripped them of their right to live. Clenching their fist before..

Crash!
They kick open the door leading inside, imediately getting met by laser fire. The figure would zip with a trailing blue light behind them toward cover. The heated shells hailing upon them, they peek for an opening, to which there were none.

Until.. They leap up, pulling back their arm and grabbing what seemed to be a sword from their back, ripping it out of its sheath, slashing at the oncoming projectiles and successfully breaking them down into nothing but numbers. Data. The guards looked confused.. terrified even, as the figure landed and flashed forward, and behind them. They would all scream in unison, as multiple cuts would appear on their bodies, forcing them on their knees before they eventually die.

The figure spared no expense in looked behind him. They werent the concern. What concerned him, were the mobile turrents coming forward from the elevator shafts. Opening fire on the armed figure, the molten shots blazing through the dead soldiers behind them. The figure looks around.. then grabs a seat and throws it into the hail. The turrents auto-tracking follow the seat, but mariculously dont follow the figure. Raising his blade and sending two slashes of pink and black energy, disposing of the turrents, there was a chuckle. They were happy with their success.

They look around.. no one in sight. They turns to the bodies, stepping forward while putting away his blade. Kneeling down, taking a look at the I.D. cards of the men they just murdered. Looking at the name..

Daniel Artimus.

They sigh. Then take the card with them, in search of one of the locked doors theyve seen before. Running over, then stopping abruptly. These doors were reinforced, so there was no way of breaking them down. They scan the keycard, the door slowly opening before it stops, being shut-down manually. They then get a grip on the door from the bottom, with all their all their might pulling the door up, and rolling on through. They would be met by sniper fire from across the street, the bolts breaking through the glass and hitting them in the shoulder.

"Gᴀʜ, ᴅᴀᴍɴ." They exclaim, before back stepping, dodging another bolt. There was noise coming from down the hall as well.. damn it. They looked to both sides; Outside and the window.

"Wᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇɴ. Iᴛs sʜᴏᴡᴛɪᴍᴇ~!" Theyd says, before kneeling forward and grabbing onto their blades handle. Facing forward as the light on their armor began to glow. Then, in a burst of energy, they'd rush past the men in front, turning and sending his blade down directly on one of the enforcer's heads, severing them in two. Then turning to the other, blocking an attack from the butt of the rifle he was holding with the broadside of their blade. They kick him back, the man bouncing against the wall before being impaled by the longsword.

"Sʜᴏᴡs ᴏᴠᴇʀ." They says, pulling it out and using it to block the sniper bolts being sent at him. Looking to the door the men came through, it was open. They rolled out of the way of another wave of shots, before running to the door. The bolts following their steps as the door before them began to lower. They slide under the door, jumping up as soon as they enter.