A man in a white suit walked briskly through a dim corridor somewhere in the underbelly of Mt Hailein. He opened the door to conference room C and took a seat towards the backside of the room.
"Mr. White how good to see you arrive safely." says a woman in a black outfit that resembles something out of a goth kids wet dream.
"Pleased to arrive as such Mrs. Black. Greetings Mr. Green, Ms. Red. I see the rest were unable to share in my fortune." Says the man in white with the calm of a cold grave.
"It appears so Mr. White." says Mrs. Black with eyes regarding all emotion as foreign and unknown.
"Shall we begin?" asks a woman in a red dress nonchalantly.
"Indeed" states Mr White, "I have the privilege of informing the council that my efforts have been successful. with data coming at a high price from our bustian contact, i have been able to create the perfect soldiers for The Order. now with bustian weapons we can realize our goals of old and end this farce."
"I see" states Ms. Red, "However we shall need a great distraction to remove any barriers that our troops may have and voices to radicalize them to do what all humans must."
In unison: "To battle against others through blood for only the strong deserve the gift and all must prove their strength for the weak deserve only an early grave."
into the room walks a naked man surrounded by six armed guards. the man is perfectly sculpted and beautiful rather than handsome. he stands with the ease of a predator at rest. all who see him can know he is violence in the flesh. Mr. White stand and gestures for the rest of the council.
"A demonstration. unit 231 i command you to kill them all aside fro the one in red."
Mr. white calmly walked out of the room soon followed by Ms. Red and the unit 231 now dressed in the guards body armor and clothing wilding a small arsenal.
and so it would begin......
