The Impact:The land of the dead

Bushido listened to the briefing intently, trying to find his own conclusion to these very strange events. What the hell have you you gotten me into this time... he wondered silently, thinking about his oyobun's cryptic message. Apparently he was supposed to fly into enemy territory, where he would be shot down without a second thought if these "aliens" caught sight of the helicopter. Besides those obvious reasons for discomfort, he also had to rely on an ordinary human pilot to get them through any danger in the skies, which Bushido didn't find very appealing at all. Fortunately the team he was had prior experience working together, meaning they most likely wouldn't be dead weight. All in all though, Bushido was not liking his chances as he reluctantly stepped into the helicopter.

The mission started well enough, and the collection of villains inside the vehicle refrained from killing each other or the pilots, which was close enough to getting along. The problems started when the helicopter got a little to close to whatever was guarding this city. A ferocious explosion shook the helicopter, and Bushido knew that they were sitting if they didn't land soon. The explosion had forced the helicopter out of control, but thankfully the pilot was competent enough to regain control and make an emergency landing. As soon as they touched down Bushido stepped out of the flying deathtrap. He looked back to see the other villains talking to pilot, so he approached them. One of the villains, a very good looking woman, gave the pilot a healing salve, and as he helped his injured copilot, he gave them some direction.

The woman took charge, heading in the direction the pilot had told them and motioning for her teammates to follow. As they left Bushido looked back at the pilot. "Thanks for your help." He told the man with a respectful nod. The pilot looked at him quizzically, as if surprised at how courteous the villains had been. Bushdio didn't stay to chat, he turned around and followed the other three. They had apparently landed in some sort of ancient gravesite, but beyond that he couldn't tell and he had to return to the group.

"I suppose you have a plan." Bushido called out, catching up to leader of the group, "Because you took to the pilot's instructions pretty quickly." He studied the woman, judging from the way she walked that she was an experienced fighter, perhaps even as good as himself. He also checked out her teammates, a tough looking guy who most likely the muscle, and a dark looking shirtless guy who's powers couldn't be judged from sight.

Bushido smiled. He was liking this chick more and more, her attitude was refreshing, far from the wannabe gangster yes-men he had to employ as grunts for the Yakuza. Maybe after all of this was over she could be a valuable ally... Bushido pushed the thought away. It was to early to be thinking about that, not when they were in the middle of enemy territory with possibly no way out. After hearing all of their introductions he was told to give his own. This wasn't something to take lightly, because first impressions can mean the difference between a loyal teammember or a stab in the back. That was something he learned the hard way in the Yakuza. It seemed that these people were comfortable enough in his presence, even cracking jokes in front of him, so he didn't need to make it too formal. He also had to avoid looking like a complete idiot, or these guys wouldn't take him seriously.

"My name is Bushido." he started, "I'm a master swordsman, dual wielding being my specialty." He motioned to his twin fangs before continuing. But I guess you could call me a bit of a renaissance man. Hand me pretty much any weapon and I could kill with it. I also have a way with upgrading weapons, so don't mistake me for 'musclebound idiot'. All in all I guess you could say i'm a pretty nice guy, granted you're not at the other end of my sword." Bushido added that last part to avoid seeming too friendly. After all, they were all supposed to be villains here, and he didn't want these guys thinking he was soft.

Finished with his own introduction, Bushido looked over the team one more time, memorizing their faces and and names, and adding their powers to his mental database. Its always good to remember who you're working with... or who you might be fighting later. He followed the Huntress, careful to stay slightly behind and beside her, as a partner and not a lackey. He wouldn't let any misconceptions make her or her teammates think he was just another hired gun.