(GS3) Field: Umano Underground Slums

[Jello]

The splitting headache returned on and off all night and there was nothing he could really do about it at that point. Medicine and sleep wouldn't fix it. All he found himself able to grasp onto was the realization of his goal being completed.

Stumbling weakly into the alums, he tumbled around a few times, using the wall for support more often than not in order to maintain a standing position. Soon after making it a few yards towards the base, a stray faction member under Hikaru noticed him. He ran over to him to lend the poor boy a hand.

"Are you OK? Err, sir?" He stood up on the shoulder of the soldier-esque man. He caught him breath, slowly trekking towards the base with the man before abruptly stopping him.

"Do you know where your leader is? Actually, never mind that... Send him this message." The man eagerly awaited this message for a moment as he shuffled to the man's front. He stared deep into his eyes for a moment.

"Find me at the park. After he saves you."

"Saves me---?"

Lock.

Bewilderment beyond the wildest dreams began as the soldier dropped to his knees in agony. Fury began to build up into him. He was nearly screaming at the top of his lungs as a red static and perplexing black ring began consuming at the man. He writhed in agony for a moment.

Silence. He became limp for a moment. Then the man restood, shoulders slumped.

Then only the sound of slight laughter filled the alleyway. Whose laughter? Well nobody really knows. He walked out of the alley, weakly coughing as he proceeded to exit the slums.

"I'll leave this in your capable hands...."

[Hope]

A strange group of fighters were gathered up among the usual spot where he and his buddies would usually meet up. They were playing Vanguard like usual, but there was something different about them. It seems that the found their daily victim, someone to push around for laughs. While Daisuke himself wasn't usually encouraging it, he was fine with standing by and letting his friends enjoy themselves. He liked it when they were having fun.

"HEY GUYS YA FOUND 'NOTHER TODAY HAHA?" He ran over to them, waving and laughing.

But they were silent.

"SOMETHING WRONG?" He tilted his head over to look at the victim. I was a scrawny little man, sitting down in a fetal position. The usual kind of position when surrounded by large burly men who want your lunch money, but strangely enough he could've sworn that he saw a dark energy about the small man.

This wasn't how their fun times usually went about.

"STOP THIS GUYS SOMETHING IS ACTUALLY WRONG WITH HIM!" He warned his friends, for once telling them to stop as there was no good fun in causing harm to this extent, but his friends remained silent.

"Are you a strong fighter?" One of them asked.
"WHAT? I'LL FIGHT YOU RIGHT NOW IF THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT!" He raised his fists.
"No.. this kind." The one whom turned to him lifted up his deck, surrounded by an energy of darkness. His gang mate's eyes glowed red, a smirk of evil ran across his face from cheek to cheek. This wasn't the smile that he wanted his friends to have.
"DAMMIT!!" He rushed in  jumped over them, about 50 feet in to the air, and tossed his deck onto the table, the sheer force of his throw causing an explosion of dust along the surrounding area.

"IF THIS IS THE KIND OF FIGHT YOU WANT THEN COME AT ME, I'LL TAKE YOU ALL ON MYSELF!"

[Spectre Diamond]

"AHHHHHHHH!" The last fighter slumped into the ground as the reverse had taken over completely. Blood red energy engulfed him as he was screaming in agony. The screams stopped as he gave a dark grin.

He turned to the rest of the reversed fighters of the slums as they had dark glints in their eyes.

"Now go forth and reverse anyone for our empire!" They erupted into cheers as some gave a salute to the masked individual. The dark glass my have obscured his face but he could still perfectly see and talk through it. The reversed fighters began to dispersed as he turned around to his reversed generals.

"Now I have a special task for you four. I want you to go to New York and start our conquest for the empire." The 4 of them gave a dark grin as they left on their motorcycles, heading to the air port. Hikaru turned to the moon as he stared at it.

[Hope]

"EVEN NOW THERE'S MORE?"

Daisuke hid inside an abandoned shack within the slums to get rest. The amount of reversed fighters were reaching among the thousands. An endless army of them lay in wait for him should he decide to even make a single step outside. He was thinking to himself as he hid how dire the situation for him has become. Not only were they endless in numbers, but they were getting stronger with each one that he defeated. He thought to himself how this happened, how the Underground King let this happen.

"I HAVE TO FIND HIKARU... UGH" He slowly stood up and ran back out into the open, placing his deck onto a table and continuing to fight. "HERCULES ATTACK!"

[[R.T] SpiderHunterMD]

A form of darkness strolled into the Underground, seeking out its King. Beyond this land lies his opponent, the one he wishes to defeat and add to the list of Sins he has annihilated. 'Wrath' was the first target he hunted, the Underground King, a man of little patients and aggressive tendencies.

The aura of enveloping shadows looked upon this field of nothingness. Amon stood in the centre of the first stage, surrounded by minions of the King.

"Sins of the world will be cleared in my name, watch as they fall one by one until there are no more. By thou name Amon, you shall suffer the same fate!" With this, Amon began defeating the Minions around him.

[[R.T] SpiderHunterMD]

The Minion's were laid down on the floor, suffering immense pain from the enveloping shadow that was corrupting their very hearts. They had been defeated, both mentally and physically. Amon was hoping this would attract the one he desired to defeat and eliminate from his seven targets. The Underground King was nowhere to be found, but this did not put Amon off his path of Sin annihilation. Their was six more targets he could go after, he had identified the following ; Greed (the man of corrupt justice who forces others to follow his rules), Sloth (Neu Edelwiess, the one whom abuses her power for her own means) and lastly... Pride (Hazama).

Amon began to walk away from the land of the fallen fighters... towards his next target.

[Spectre Diamond]

Passed through the shopping district he was heading towards the slums to see if anyone of his loyal reverse fighters had returned. He needed to see what has been happening. Every where he went it was over run with reverse fighters that were under his command. He rides through the main entrance to find no sign of life in the slums.

"It seems no one is here." He got off the oblivion and checked around for any non reverse fighters. He heard foots coming from one of the entrances for vehicles. His senses were on high alert.

"Its seems another prey has come." Freezeray spoke as he shared he sensed the disturbance on the way.

[Helios]

Slammed with schoolwork again, Hazama finally gets a free weekend to do whatever he wants. He walks to the entrance of the dark, horrendous place known as the slums. Though something was a bit off, no conscious person was here. There was just dulled orange street lights and collapsed bodies on the ground present.

Then, with no waning he hears some sort of engine grow louder. Every passing second, it grew in noise, bringing some action to the place. As the vehicle turns the corner, Hazama just stares at the vehicle. But the driver does something weird with a vehicle in the slums. Usually they would fly pass the slums not giving any craps, but this guy slows down. Once the car comes to a complete stop, the driver steps out of the vehicle.

Hazama keeps walking in the same direction he was when he arrived at the slums. Once he got close enough to the driver he said out to him, "Pretty unusual for this place to be completely empty, don't you think?"

[Spectre Diamond]

Hikaru then turns to Hazama as he came into the area. Straight into business he doesn't bother answer his first question.

"Are you strong...?"

[Helios]

"Are you strong...?" this guy asks. When he heard that, Hazama was caught a little bit off guard.

"Hmmmmm," he ponders aloud, "Am I?"

[Spectre Diamond]

With a swift motion of his hand he summoned out 2 red fields, one on each side. He places his deck and starter on the field.

[Helios]

With no response to his question, his opponent summoned two red fields and prepared his deck.

"Funny thing is, I don't have a Cardfight Vanguard deck at all," he responded to the opponent's actions. He walks over to one of the collapsed bodies and grabbed his deck case. He opens it and flips through the cards. "Ah, this will do." It has been an extremely long time sense I have held you all. "This will be interesting,"

He puts the starter on the respective circle. He then starts shuffling the deck. Finally, he places the deck on the field. "You ready?" he questions the guy.

[Spectre Diamond]

The six damage landed on the field as the reverse began to take over the young man. He screamed in agony as he slumped into the ground.

"Now suffer and descend to madness." He began to walk away and onto the oblivion. Driving off into the exit of the slums.

[Helios]

Once defeated, a little burst of pain went through his body. His acting skills were pretty on point, making a believable scream and falling to the ground like most fighters have done. He wanted it and finally got it. The power rushed through his body as he arose from the ground. He saw the man walking to his car.

Before he got in, Hazama said, "Thank you, for you have no idea how long I have been waiting for this power." As he said that, a black mark appeared right on the backside of his right hand signifying his devotion to this clan.

He exited the slums and walked the street with a new motive, Link Joker.

[[R.T] SpiderHunterMD]

Voices echoed in his mind, telling him to return back to the beginning of where it all started, where his first foe was encountered: The Underground Slums. Amon had came here merely yesterday but was unable to discover 'Wrath', but in return, defeated his minions.

Amon began walking through the gates to the slums, heading towards what he believed to be his target.