Williams Vs Dragonflizzle

The lights the sounds, Kagaro had made it too the city that never sleeps.. Kagaro came here on a whim luckily he can do that kinda thing being alive and all.. He did here though that a book on demonology could be gotten from a collector, hed have to add it too his library later.. But for right now he was enjoying the breeze.. A thought struck him jumping down from the roof top Kagaro let his shadows dissipate, becoming Greg.. He strolled down the street looking at all the sites and sounds that Bagdad had to offer.. Plenty of crime he noticed even with all the meta humans.. No especially with all the meta humans.. News feeds flashing on television screens continually.. Seems crime fighting was something of a spectators sport.. Greg continued walking, grabbed some food, from a Chinese stand and continued or tried to but some one bumped into him as he turned spilling his noodles.. The enraged Greg turns to look at the bummpee (enters Agent Williams)..
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Williams sat there looking at the large gridded monitor, tracking the location of several infected individuals. Meta-humans they called themselves, and the media followed. No, this was an infection. The infection was called power, it was called narcissism. These people were corrupted, a cancer growing inside the organism that was humanity. They killed, they conquered and they fought. They held no responsibility for their actions, they were held to no standard than that of their own moral code. Williams sighed as he looked to an infected(Meta-human) near the current facility. Bangkok was not a place he found too many of these creatures, it might be worth an investigation. Bringing his leg down he stood to his feet. His movement sparked interest of a familiar looking "man" behind him, similar hair to Williams, similar scuff, though this man was well over William's height and proportion. The "man's" eyes fell upon William's as if anticipating him to speak.

  "I'm going to investigate the infected." Agent Williams' told the thing. Upon hearing these words it's unwavering attention processed what was said."Agent Williams. Shall I prepare a pod for the subject?" The thing said. Williams looked over his shoulder and shook his head. "No GIZMO. This is research and observation. I'm not even taking my gear with me. Prepare an emergency pod for an escape, then assign yourself a random infected." Williams commanded as he straightened out his suit and departed. The last thing said was GIZMO in response. "Understood."

  Williams made his way to the surface, armed with nothing extra then his tech-glasses, his gun, matches, and his watch with the escape pod summon, and the gun. His glasses projected the map on the one-way glass, allowing him to track the Infected he was after. He moved with purpose, eyes observing everything as he passed. He was headed right to the infected. He was focused, determined. He bumped into the man. A master of fighting skills, reflexes and dexterity allowed Williams to snag the wallet within his pocket. Williams swiftly moved aside, not stopping and trying to blend into the crowd as he passed. It was ineffective, and he knew it. But he had the wallet. He turned into a small convenience store, across the street from a gas station. Moving quickly now, he opened the wallet, held no concern for money or credit cards. He rather looked for a driver's license, photo I.D, anything. Once it was within the scope of it's glasses it was captured forever within Williams. That alone was enough for him to turn back and find the man. Which would be all too easy if the man had pursued him as William's anticipated.

Greg was surprised by the mans obvious attempt to blend in with the crowd, for a white man to even try in this city.. Once he had nocked over his bowl of noodles.. Suspicious Very. Greg noticed the bulge of his wallet wasn't pressing against his none existent ass.. Not only did he nock over his bowl of noodles but the man had the gal to steal from him.. That was indeed interesting.. The prospect still made him mad.. acting far more angry than he was.. Greg, fallowed immediately.. Pushing people out of his way.. Yelling thief wasn't his style.. Yet as he approached the glass doors he realized that the man wasn't taking money from him.. More suspicious, Kagaro summoned his shadows allowing them to drift over his body as he walked thru the glass doors..

The man was not totally impressive, not compared to the hot head he just got done fighting.. He was scanning over his ID very quickly. To fast to be committing it to memory.. Kagaro couldn't take any chances with this one.. Kagaro filled the convenient store with shadows making it completely dark covering every light source.. Luckily the store was small it didn't take much to cover everything and simply lifted the wallet out of the mans hands with a tendril of darkness, all but invisible in the dark store.. Kagaro had no intention of killing the man even if he was trying to uncover his identity, Kagaro was three hundred years old.. Look closely enough in history and youll find him eventually..

The Agency web-connect identified the face, and revealed to him on the energy-spectrum that there was a tendril coming for the wallet. True enough he could have fought, but instead he allowed the tendril to take it from him, acting as if he didn't even know it was there. His glasses had scanned every nook and cranny of The Agency files, linking out even into the government registry. He pulled out that his name was Gregory Benedict. The cross was perfect in match with a deed to a land plot in Chicago. A bookstore. Under the same name, but the dates were...skewed. Williams showed no sign of concern. He brought his hand up and ran it through his hair, sleight of hand allowing him to tap the button on his watch, a signal emanating.

"Gregory Benedict... the same who owns the store out in Chicago?" Williams asked with a crack of his neck. His face, the shadows, all of it recorded through the lenses and closed in and saved within The Agency's computers, live feed allowing others to watch and discuss. "What brings you out so far from home?" Williams asked as he watched the area around him, the shadow sending his glasses on a warning frenzy. Thankfully the glasses were only a one-way projection, and didn't give off any noise or else Williams might have broken them to shut them up.

The shadows fell over the man while filling the building.. He didn't even, flinch just rubbed his hand threw his hair.. The man continued to watch his surroundings as if he could see.. The few people within the building screamed and yelled as they began tripping and falling around the little store.. The man who owned it began proclaiming in the background something about ohgod not again.... How unfortunate.. kagaro simply began hardening the shadows around the man, specifically his legs and chest, but a little bit off the body to not alert the man.. That's when he said his name, and some personal questions.. It would be best to avoid saying anything else to this man.. He knew his identity some how.. Ether he had prior knowledge, or when he looked over his ID.. He must be wired in some how.. To bad he was too smart now he has to die.. With that in mind Kagaro answered his question by making the shadows bend to his will.. A fog almost instantly built up in the building.. Thickest around the strange man.. The shadow construct was vapor in nature and would be breathed in by the strange man.. Kagaro simply waited a breath and hardened the shadow fog in the mans lungs.. This would make the mans lungs start seizing unable to breath.. while being held in place by the shadows that wrapped around the man.. But his goal wasn't to kill the man.. Not yet anyways.. it be too easy to just get away after that.. No way this man came in alone just to provoke him like this.. On top of that, he had too be wired in to some kind of network.. he hadn't left any kind of trail to fallow until now.. or at least he thought.. He had to eliminate all possible threats and if some one else was around his eminent death might draw them out.. If no one came out to help the strange man he would spare him teleport away with him for a private interrogation.. He would just have to wait until he passed out..

Williams was no fool. He could plainly see the vapor form. As such, he held his breath before it could reach him. He knew he couldn't hold it up forever, but what choice did he have? Besides, he didn't need to hold his breath much longer. His "salvation" was coming, just as he had planned. The only issue now was waiting it out. This itself was no easy task. His peak human endurance training had him up to a good five minutes without air before needing a breath in, and in that case he would be find. The issue was in the constrictions, the bindings the shadows held on him. He kept calm though, one could easily state that the man still kept his cool. Admirable, regardless of who you were. To Agent Williams, he was totally in control. This "Infected" believed himself to rival Willaims. Williams simply wrote it off as ignorance.

  The Primordial energies of Death were defeated by Williams', the armies of darkness were driven back from government secrets, the Israeli intelligence had been infiltrated...all by this man. This HUMAN. Not Infected, not Meta-human, a pure human being with the will, determination and the drive to further himself. Did he have powers? No... but did this mean that this...this "Infected" had the advantage? No...

  William's was nearing the end of his breath limit, thanks to the constrictions placed on him. He let out an exhale, but as he did the roof of the building collapsed behind him, and then the roof behind this "Infected" and the one more time off to the right hand side at the end of the store. Natural light began to fill in, and what's more there were three Pods that appeared, each one equipped with plasma jets and their dimly glowing shielding. At first they appeared harmless, simply drop-offs from what would have easily been believed to be alien technology. But hey, you have to love GadgeTech.

  The Pods engaged their plasma thrusters and caused bright lights to shine as they floated and began to dis-assemble and reform, akin to the means of a transformer. There were four sharp arachnid like appendages that allowed the pod to be upright, and then there were two hose-like arms with amazing pivoting and claspers on the ends. Each pod transformed into these designs, all of them fixated onto the "Infected". Williams, freed in the flashes of light from the Plasma-thrusters took in a deep breath and threw out his left arm. Herofall slid up the track, and reached his hand, spinning. He grabbed down with perfect timing, years of practice proving effective. He held the highly advanced gun up as he aimed at the Infected. He had turned the tables.

    "Hover and strike, Pod three on me! Thrusters on!" Willaims ordered. There were a series of beeps and within seconds the first two pods (the one behind Gregory and the one to the left) hovering with the spider like appendages looming. The one behind Williams stood over him and lit it's thrusters. back, illuminating the area behind them, preventing a strike to the back. The gun still trained on the shadow-man he looked dead-set. "You've just made a rather interesting choice Mister Benedict." He said, ready to pull the trigger at a moment's notice.

kagaro was indeed shocked as three pods broke thru the roof of the little store.. That was the only reason his shadows fell apart around the man and the fact that it was unavoidable was simply insulting.. Kagaro figured he should at least give the man a chance.. Damn his foolishness he should have just crushed him.. Now his secret had a chance to get out, this man was going to pester him in the future.. If he let him live.. The shadows simply retreated up against the walls and ceiling sealing the holes windows and doors.. "This your family"? While speaking he allowed the shadows to thicken just over his skin.. Hardening as far as his will would allow while still allowing free movement at the joints.. Lets play a game he thought.. "is this the part where you take me in"? He put his wrists together extending his hands.. Shackles of shadows appearing around his wrist.. "Maybe I should show you to my family".. Kagaro was grinning, he allowed the shadows to extend his smile in a grotesque image.. The shadows around him began expanding growing at a fast pace, nothing specific just a large Ameba.. First I need to know how powerful that gun is.. The Ameba focused on size at that point, growing in proportions enough to brake thru the roof on the building and tearing down the wall behind him.. It would grow large enough to push the man out of the way and his toys. And be powerful enough to do it but first they had to think about the roof collapsing above them as the ails in the store collapse ruining footing.. A thought struck Kagaro, how did he know to find him?

The Plasma thrusters were doing beautifully at keeping the room from being covered in darkness. Unfortunately the poor infected didn't have reality manipulations. Light drives back darkness. It's that simple. However the man created shackles and decided to grow it's size. It was a rudimentary tactic. To believe that trapping people in a small space and then filling said space would be effective against William's would not be a firm belief. Williams shook his head and smirked. The man had a sense of humor, he could give Mister Benedict THAT much. The problem Williams found himself in at the moment was that the bastard was using shadow to somehow block out the sunlight. He'd dealt with this before. His mind wandered to their first experiment. Subject: Shade. Little boy afraid of the dark and the monsters under the bed. Kid turned out to be a hell of an umbrakinetic, so needless to say...Williams had been through this before.

The only thing he could do now, was open up the area. Make the sunlight so prevalent that he can't concentrate the shadow. William's smirked as he pointed his gun at the wall. Herofall running on ammunition 1. He snapped his right fingers, the Pod behind him fired out it's graspers, grappling Williams and pulling him into the seating area. It turned it's thrusters to the wall, combating the shadow as Williams' aimed the gun to the wall and fired, ducking back in as the shot rang out an explosion against the shadow. The wall opened up and the pod fired out at 100 miles an hour through the wall, the other pods following suit as they fired up into the roof. Their durability rivaled the power of the shadow, and with their speed they would receive a few dents, but there was nothing irreversible. The pods moved back, people gathered around to watch the sci-fi devices move as they moved to the surrounding roof-tops. Williams looked down at the shop that contained the shadow-man Gregory.

He put a finger to the arm of his glasses and they lit up, sensing his finger-tip and toggling the vision settings. It shifted from seeing energy to seeing thermal sensory, targeting the man within. Williams stood up and dropped down to the roof-top he was currently on and he aimed for the roof of the building, firing out one explosive shot after another, crippling the roof of the building containing the shadow-man, blowing chunks out of it. If he went uninterrupted there'd be natural light in no time.

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It was true he couldn't concentrate his shadows as well in light and the shadows them selves would weaken as constructs while in the light.. As Williams jumped on one of his toys and broke thru the wall.. Kagaro smiled.. Yes the light makes him weaker.. But you cant have shadows without light.. The darkest shadows are often times right under your feet.. It was obvious what Williams was going to do, its yet another trap Kagaro had devised.. As the man shot up for the roof Kagaro smiling began laughing.. The ameba was already pushing thru the wall behind him weakening the structure of the building as well as the roof above his head.. The ameba at this point was holding the roof up.. That's when the blasts came thru the ceiling some of them hit the ameba taking out large chunks of it.. kagaro wasn't smiling any more.. Damn him he thought... Dosnt matter what hes doing will only help the effects.. Of course at this point it might not harm Williams.. As the light struck the construct it started to hiss and smoke.. But held its form.. Then another blast hit the blob taking out even larger chunks of the ameba.. Fine Kagaro thought, no more mister nice guy.. kagaro cast his shadows into the pores in the earth, searching for an thing.. He found a transfer station for the sewage under the road.. That could end up being useful he thought.. Instead of running yet, he knew that the best thing to do when out numbered was attack.. Focusing on the area the blasts where coming from Kagaro Launched a large tentacle of darkness from the ameba at Williams on the roof.. Nothing effective its target wasn't the strange man but his footing.. Even so the tentacle will still try to burst thru the remaining roof and grab the mans feet.. If it dos it will simply pull him into the building as it collapsed on top of him.. Now to get him into a more advantageous position.. But first a marry chase, the ameba lashed out, behind Kagaro throwing him and a good section of the blob to prevent damage into the building behind him.. Hopefully he dosnt hit anyone on the way.. the store began collapsing the next building was a larger office complex two stories tall and was wide open.. Large windows on one side, where the main offices were luckily doors blocked out the natural sun light.. Kagaro through himself into the middle of the room rolling as he hit the ground and began wrapping himself in tentacles of all shapes and sizes each one moving writhing.. Waiting for a attack in any direction.. That's when a thought occurred to him, the mans glasses.. How could he see in the darkness? How did he know where he was under the roof.. So kagaro kept moving and put himself in-between the middle of the building and the back wall.. If he could see him then most likely the attack will come from behind..

Williams was prepare for anything, however this time he had been his own worst enemy. The differentiation of energy is nice, though this time he had detonated an explosive shot as the tendrils lashed out. He saw them coming, but the energy from the explosion riddled him. He was able to move back, but alas a tendril reached him. Having a hyper-advanced mind had it's advantages. As he stepped back and his foot was pulled from beneath him he felt the world in slow motion. He saw something... Something was being flung. Williams' didn't claim to know the man's tactics, but he was a genius, a master of strategy. There was a crashing building...it was enough to know that it was the man escaping. Or that was his educated guess. He began his descent back into the other building, the world still so slow. Desperate times, call for desperate measures. Williams' falling raised his gun, firing out the pistol. By thinking, his glasses registered the command, and the ammunition altered itself within the highly advanced gun. Herofall ammunition shot 5, he fired with expert precision, able to gauge how fast he was being pulled. His shot was off...but it didn't matter.


The shot tunneled and went through a window, not shattering it, but leaving a small bullet hole. The shot went past the shadow-man and went into the wall. Williams was almost to the old building, and he pressed the button. Mid-fall the second shot in his gun, and the bullet in the wall behind Shadow-man tethered with energy, and Williams was propelled at vast speeds towards the glass, and subsequently Shadow man. He ducked his head, crashes through the glass and pressed the button again, severing the tethering. Williams tumbled to the ground. This wasn't his first time rolling through a window, this was easy. Tuck and roll, he popped up Herofall aimed at the Shadow-man. Small paper-cut looking marks adorned his cheeks from his body against the glass, his eyes narrowed as he looked around a the office, gun still trained as he fired at Shadow-man's left arm.

Kagaro wasn't totally surprised by the mans methods, the cool tether trick was bad ass.. Him crashing thru the window screamed, Secret Agent Man.. The cheesy song started playing thru his head, damn the 80s he thought.. The fact he entered in thru that method meant nothing, but the way he got in was another matter, maybe the bullet from earlier? But how?  The Agent stood in the middle of the room one window uncovered from his shadows.. The entrance Kagaro used having been covered by ruble.. The single spot light eliminated him.. The man pointed and fired his gun before Kagaro could react fully.. His last thought before the gun went off was now before his drones show up.. Luckily Kagaro had his defense up before he had crashed thru the window..

The tendrils that encircled Kagaro buffered the blast from the mans gun.. As it struck Kagaro, the shadows around the agent, reached up in one giant mouth to swallowed him.. In large teeth that would snap shout loudly..

The bullet hit Kagaro and he spun to the ground, his armor of shadows he had prepared earlier buffered most of the damage.. And the tendrils blocked a good portion of it as well.. He sneered, angry he had been wounded.. Instead of believing he won, Kagaro brought shadows around him Dense and in large quantities... He began laughing using his shadows around the building to vibrate in tune with his voice.. His laugh was deep and ominous.. As the shadows piled on Kagaro.. The laugh would be especially loud in the sphere.. The vibrations themselves would shake the building and the very ground..

Williams smirked. Being swalowed by shadow was a trick Shade had attempted once before, and Shade succeeded. It was in Shade's success that this man would find failure. The gun, Herofall, would alter again the barrel splitting in half vertically and separating out. Then the divided barrel twisted to a horizontal, all of this happening in a second as he aimed it at the ground and fired. Herofall shot 2. A small disc shot into the ground and the interior of the mouth beneath him would be driven back as it lit up, covering a good five foot of ground. The energy generated a one-way shield, allowing his bullets to enter, but standing strong against the darkness. Williams gun immediately retreated to its original form and barrel as he pulled a match out of his pocket, lit it and dropped it on the carpet.

"Well...Mister Benedict. You have three options." Williams said, the office carpet igniting beneath him. He stepped back as his bubble shield provided protection from incoming energies. "You can come quietly...You can come kicking and screaming... or you somehow get away from me...and wind up in my office, probably in a body bag." He said the pods finally had time to enter the area, crashing through all at three different angles. The three pods were tightly snug, this is true, but they were durable enough to make things happen. The three pods illuminated what they could with their plasma jets, and the fire within the bubble shield was beginning to grow. Williams took his glasses off and he placed them in his coat pocket before aiming herofall right at Gregory, the barrel splitting out into the four sub-cardinal directions as the barrel seemed to become wider. "Either way...I'd prefer it not be the third... but your surrounded by pods with light. I press a button and I can take off your entire arm, it will likely even kill you. If that fails...I WILL send something that has faced far stronger than you..." Williams said. A pod reached through the bubble barrier and withdrew Williams, who was beginning to sweat in the heat. The pod placed Williams within it's confines and sealed over. Once it was sealed Williams voice was projected through a speaker.

"The choice is ultimately yours Mister Benedict. But please keep in mind.... Bad things don't happen to those who cooperate." Was all it said. At that moment another pod reached in through the fire and extended it's hand, offering the shadow-man the option to come quietly as it laid it's tri-pronged grasper out for the man to step on. The options were laid out for the man. If he came quietly they would return to Agency HQ and they could continue from there.... if he chose another path.... then the unfortunate witch-hunt would resume.

The shield that the agent erected came as a great surprise.. Him lighting the carpet on fire was just bad manners.. Kagaros laughing died down as the pods entered the building crashing in at different angles.. His offer on the other hand was very intriguing.. Kagaro seriously considered it.. Wondered if it would be a good idea to take this chance.. He was backed against the wall again..

No matter what choice he made he needed to stall.. He could feel the bullets bulge on his arm under the layers of shadows that made his suite.. Damn he thought.. He could kill me at any moment.. If that's what he wanted.. Once again, the offer was more than tempting.. Kagaro seriously considered it based on that.. Except there was one problem..

"Whats in it for me"? he was already condemned to live in hell and die a horrible death when the time came.. So MR. Agents threat wasn't frightening.. While talking Kagaro moved the shadows around his suite.. Regeneration the damage done and insulating him from the now known bullet.. Pushing the bullet down his arm into the tips of his fingers.. and flicked it too the side.. "Your offer is not so appealing".. Cocking his head to the side, "whats in it for you"?

Never mind he thought I don't want too know.. and with that teleported into the main sewer line twenty feet underground and too his left.. It was instant the shadows and kagaro disappeared in a blink.. The darkness of the sewer system comforted Kagaro.. The pump transfer station was ten feet in front of him.. A pool of water in its center huge pipes going, who knows where.. It was noisy.. Kagaro was already thinking of what to do to avoid MR. Agent.. Burn the library to the ground, change his name, he had done it enough times now.. Fake his death if he had too..

Kagaro used his shadows to drift thru the pipe and into the transfer station.. Using the shadows to hold him in the center of the transfer station.. Trying to figure out what his next move should be..