Eric_Willams Deep with in ones mind, there lays a dormant insanity that goes with out notice…Flowing deep with in; thoughts are untouchable, lingering with a tampered soul… Human and Guyver confliction, an epic crusade within him… Hidden with in the darkness of dim light cascading threw the very ground, the wind itself awakens with a light gale moving threw out the area… Shadows awaken beneath, calling out to one another and if given life, they gather into one selected area….
Eric_Willams Exiting threw the door, somewhat melted by the impact and force of his kinetic over flow, his pale green eyes seem to wander about the room… Resting his hand against the wall he notices a device, broken and giving off a mist of steam… Walking towards it, flashes of electrical matter fly towards his face… Covering them with his hand, sparks of electricity manage to escape and impact his face…
Eric_Willams Falling to the ground his lays for moments, screaming in pain as his skin takes its time to heal… Loneliness over comes, taking over every emotion that is created threw the narrow complexity of the brain, though lifeless, emotion is still felt but is over come with that icy feeling of that seems to over take his soul, or what's left of it…

Kuzusu_Zenshou within the confines of a dark and secluded corner of the Guyver Strike Forces headquarters, Sakari sits alone, under a holo projection system that has allowed him to communicate with this new comer for at least a short time.. his eyes ponders, running over the seemingly never ending passage of his office.. shadows fill most of the room but a small secluded corner, lit up by holo-projectors and the like..
Kuzusu_Zenshou .. slowly Kuzusu bows his head and allows peace to fill his thoughts, he thinks of happier time, times when the Revyug were not a constant threat, time when he was not forced to take such radical measures towards Guyvers and there like, softly he sighs, bringing and right hand forward to comfort his throat as he clears it.. he speaks, audibly now,
Kuzusu_Zenshou , "General Redwing.. We have an intruder in passage C-9-Beta, Apprehend the suspect and detain him until I arrive.. " a shake of the head and a simple glance towards the floor, ignite a fiery blaze within the iris's of his eyes... he knows what has to be done if this doesn’t go down in the manner he most desired from the beginning.. it wouldnt be the first time he killed on of his "own" kind..
Kuzusu_Zenshou .. softly he speaks out once more, this time more in a hushed whisper, changing com channels as to not alert Lacus Caedo to his primary objectives.. "Special Lieutenant Hunter, Meet up With General Tank Killer in the North wing, section C-9-Beta, stay in the Shadows.. You know what to do if this doesn't go our way.."
Kuzusu_Zenshou fingers slowly slip from around his throat, and hang wearily at his sides.. his entire visage seeming writhing in agony of the choices he has to make at this juncture..

Lacus_Caedo_Guyver :He sits in his office looking over a few things on his electronic planer of the lists of things to do for the days ahead being a bit unusual as he is still in his boosted form as a voice comes over his intercom as what it seems an intruder has breached the compound? as such acts are unheard of in the GSF as he slowly
Lacus_Caedo_Guyver stands up from his desk as his services are needed once more his boots slapping the metallic panels that lace the floor below as he makes way towards section C-9-B as this area is all the way on the other side of the compound making his way endless down the long corridors towards this new comer who decides to disturb his few seconds of peace

GuyverHunter It placed a solid footing on the hallway's floor. Hyper-sensory orbs moved with caution, quick movements along fine grooves atop its head. Armored phalanges curled into fists, its Hunt had only begun with its entry into the infamous GSF compound. Whatever lurked within didn't matter... - It began to run down the halls, occasionally sliding to a halt, as its momentum prevented it from a complete stop. A guttural sound emanated from within its vocal recesses, amplified via its sonic emitter orbs. The fun was about to begin.

Eric_Willams Lying on the ground, he looks to the ceiling… Cascades of orange seem to mask the dim shadows created by the singular flame created by each candle… His pupils seem to enlarge in size, allowing the limited light to enter… Turning to view the others, he closes his eyes in embarrassment… Distant memories of the past seem to push there way into his mind…Laying on the ground, he smiles with limited bliss… Unknown to him, the presence of an unknown man… Holding a G unit in his hands he smiles innocently…
Eric_Willams The Guyver within his own body awakens his healing process with out the activation and the initial formation of armor around his body… Slips from reality, Frustration and anger mix to make a volatile emotion capable of the unit to feed off of… Raising his legs up in the air, the slowly separate into a “T” from… Moving his right leg back into a slight arc, he spins his legs around in a winding formation…
Eric_Willams Using the momentum cause by the speed of his legs, he places his hands behind his neck, truing so that his face to adjacent to the ground…Within mid air, his is able to land on his feet, while his senses run ramped with the heightened complexity of his organism… Struggling to open his eyes, what would take hours finish in minutes… He stands ready within Labyrinth of the GSF bases…
Eric_Willams Bio Kinetic energy seems to run ramped threw his body, fusing what unknown plasmatic energies… Feeling limitless energies flowing threw his body; he looks towards the other Guyver within the compound… Clinching his fists he seems to contain the ever-growing pain that has over taken his boy… Pushing threw his eyes; pale hues of blue light seem to embody the essence of both his energies…

Kuzusu_Zenshou standing now within the corridor of his masterful office, he sighs once more in an exasperated tone, trying to reconcile for his sins of the past, and those which may soon come to pass... a somber shake of the head is all which is evident within the complexities of thought which are kuzusu's impulses.. fingers grasp to a sheathed blade, finding solace in their jeweled exterior, though not enough comfort to sway him from his woes..
Kuzusu_Zenshou .. fiery eyes look down a rather long hall.. his head continues it monotonous shake as slowly feet pace forward and a fiery figure comes a blaze.. his feet leaving torrents of flame within their wake.. little embers of solid still, still burning within the nights embrace.. oh what woes have pushed him this far, to call to his avatarian distinction this day..
Kuzusu_Zenshou .. he pauses within step, reflecting on the journey past.. a smile greats his lips, as delicious exploits of hate begins to emerge within the depths of his soul. he could not let the Revyug win this war, he couldn't let them be the bearers of the futures past... a head dips within the recesses of a bow .. his leaning form struggling to comprehend his reason for being.. he continues, taking leave from his place on the wall, and continues down the corridor to an elevator shaft some ways in the distance..

Lacus_Caedo_Guyver He continues down the corridors in what it seems to be a maze as this would have to be some sort of record for him as his sensory orbs steering him clear of the surround walls and turns as they move about their delicate tracks sending loads of information to the host making slight changes in his vector nearing this unknown this
Lacus_Caedo_Guyver intruder that decides to come in and crash his party making him crawl out of his office...He finally reaches Sector C-9-Beta his path crossing the one who has breached his home surveying the damage and shaking his head slightly pissed as he has spent a lot of time replacing the last door due to some inappropriate behavior as he looks down towards the being who stands merely a few feet
Lacus_Caedo_Guyver from him looking him up and down slightly gathering a bit more intel upon the being before him still shaking his head looking back and forth from the fucked up door back to Eric as the feedback from this Guyver indicates that this being has some Guyver attributes
Lacus_Caedo_Guyver (( You just fucked up my door, now its going to take me about 5 hours to replace it )) as a slight chuckle echoes in the background knowing that this break in will not go un-noticed

GuyverHunter Data filtered into its mind, its hyper-sensory orbs having accumulated proper information. It stood silent for a moment, statuesque in appearance. The lights that danced off its Bio-Armor only highlighted its apparent empowered countenance. Its head turned to the side, allowing the Hyper-sensory orbs to begin formulating a lock onto the region that was within its range. ~
GuyverHunter Within a span of mere seconds, the lock became a given, and were it able to physically profess facial expressions, it would've grinned. It continued heading down in this direction, and all the while its CM placed a subtle pulsation of brilliance. Then, out of the blue, through the Guyver's communication link, was a voice.. echoing within his aural senses. Something about a door, and the time needed to replace it. ~
GuyverHunter That was about enough to allow this Guyver to pick up its pace.. - Down the many corridors and other passageways, the shortest route to where Lacus and Eric were was taken, its speed lowered to that of a pathetic normal walking speed, a casual stroll of sorts.. only with a bit more determination placed within every movement. Within the matter of a minute or two, it would reach where Eric and Lacus were. Then whatever was to happen, would happen.

Eric_Willams Transcending threw gateways that to the dim witted, would profoundly not exist though the comprehension is quite simple… Incased with in his own tome created to hold things unholy, things with out a name, other with power, it sits until is awoken once again… His pale green eyes seem to revert to a crimson red allowing strands of unknown substances to escape for his pupils… Time itself is a factor that is not permitted, and unable to exist with in chosen solitude of the Guyver…
Eric_Willams Murderous intentions reduce his mind to single thoughts, heightening by the dim hue of his surroundings further setting the gloomy hovel… He stands alone, his pale white skin the only color within the room… Crouching down, he is able to pace around his sanctuary but he is not truly alone… A “presence” around him seems to compel him, as if guiding him to as selected area …
Eric_Willams Surrounding him, an invisible barrier that is self contained within the complexity of his entire being… Moving threw his skin, awakened by the presence of Lucas, the organism pulsates… (( I… I'm sorry… Its just I was following another…)) A slight grin seems to form on his lips as if being over taken by another being, one beyond that of human comprehension…

Kuzusu_Zenshou stands now within his own inner most thoughts.. his mind reaching out to surmise his sins for the day and for the days passed... fingers move slowly over a metallic surface, IE the wall, his hand prodding over the door next to the elevator.. "Open." Sakari mouth as to persuade entry into this tiny little shaft.. the cylindrical door opens to allow entry way.. slowly he steps in.. closing his fiery eyes to the world around him...
Kuzusu_Zenshou ... it had been decades since he had encountered a guyver, non the less one that he could sway to his side, it had been longer.. so many years now since Kal-El and Kousotsu had abandoned there team, left Sakari to fend alone in this ever-changing world of strife.. there gods had left them to fend for their selves, and without them the world crumbled, and fell to other gods who felt themselves mighty enough to sway the ways of life,
Kuzusu_Zenshou in manner unbefitting to civilization...ground floor of the complex, rather the main floor considering the mass portion of the base was located beneath the surface of the earth rather then above, an elevator shaft cuts open, it metallic doors gleaming in pale rays of sun shine, gleaming from false holo-projectors about the confines of the main floor..
Kuzusu_Zenshou "Hunter, are you in position.." Sakari ask awaiting answers for the situation which is expediently becoming hostile.. a quick change of communication channels leads him into direct link with the Tank Killer.. "General Redwing, report on the situation."

Lacus_Caedo_Guyver He continues to monitor this being in front of him hearing what it appears to be some sort of excuse but unacceptable for him to tolerate with the destruction of a piece of the GSF compound (( Yeah I'm sure you was fallowing someone )) as the sight of the
Lacus_Caedo_Guyver broken door leaves his mind as he is now focused upon the one before him while sensing the Hunter somewhere close by...his control medallion sending out a barrage of controlled light busts who’s frequency echoes out into the visible light spectrum as the area surrounding the medallion illuminates making slight
Lacus_Caedo_Guyver adjustments with the unit haring the might voice of Kuzusu summons him once more (( The situation is going smoothly )) as a slight chuckle echoes over the direct link between the two (( He seems a bit confused on where he is at the present ))

GuyverHunter The Guyver made its way down the final hall, already picking up the signatures that declared one familiar subject and another, unknown one. The voice consciously played back in the mind of Troy/Guyver Hunter. Lacus, the voice belonged to the General. Hunter wasn't sure about the other person, and because of the lack of data on this matter.. ~
GuyverHunter it was decided that it would have to resort to other means of gaining information without making a mess of things. Thus one of the few unique aspects of the Warrior Guyver was to come into play. A sufficient gathering of Bio-kinetic energy was first needed, and so the Guyver began to summon forth the innate energy that was in a constant flux of existence within it. ~
GuyverHunter The rise of this energy pulled from its natural state within the Bio-Armor began to coincide with the Control Medallion's pulsations atop its head. The coursing energy began to sway to the rhythmic impulses of the CM, beginning to place itself in its own energy allocation phase, ready to be dispersed wherever it was necessary. For now the Guyver stopped, simply awaiting conversation or action to take place .. silently allowing itself to remain calm and yet ever alert.

Eric_Willams Incased within this single being, powers that are with out measure… A simple grin forms on his face as pale green eyes seem to play within the light that reflect off them… Simple illusions of once great battles come to play within these narrow groves of his brain, allowing him to simple learn technique, strategies with in that very moment…
Eric_Willams A low howl of wind erupts, lifting a single leaf within his arms… Lowering his head, long bangs flow as they are caught in the gentle gale…
Eric_Willams Looking around, strands of brown hair fall over his face somewhat covering his eyes… A grin forms on his pale, yet alive lips… As if keeping a secret form a friend, he is heavily excited but unable to tell… His senses arises, transcending that of any mortal being or entity, but they are focused upon another… The faint murmurs of voices turn into whispers and threw that; loud voices heard if he was taking part in the conversation with Kuzusu…
Eric_Willams With out contempt, lost within lingering feelings, there lie his mixed intentions… Grasping nothing, his hands clinch in fury… Lights begin to play tricks on the surrounding area, darkness now, and the true magnitude of his lust… He stands in front of the other, moments seeming like hours as he waits for the first initial move…With in his palm, a surge of energy begins to brake free, yet he still remains in control… (( So… What is supposed to happen…))

Kuzusu_Zenshou within the bases of thought lies an echoing presence of pain and suffering.. the ages had been cruel to the elderly man known as kuzusu, the last 500 or so years without Kousotsu-Guyver had been hell in a hand basket.. he had resorted to forming the GSF to his own liking, to bringing together troops from long past, those which had not fallen to the ways of the Revyug,
Kuzusu_Zenshou , those who had not perverted their powers to the ways of evil and dislikable lack of moral structure.. a sigh escapes his lips once more, then he reaffirms his position, lowering his head for a moment to allow his aura to catch a blaze yet again.. the flames quake openly over his standing visage..
Kuzusu_Zenshou .. he walks forward now, openly, and unto the scene of the other two Guyvers.. his own avatarian distinctions allowing him to sense the disturbance within the queried area, and comprehend that there is another structure which is not seen, a being lurking in the shadows.. a slight smirk flares over his lips as he speaks in an openly human tongue two the obvious other two present..
Kuzusu_Zenshou .. "Well, what do we have here?" he trails off, twirling his left fingers in the air, allowing little plumes of flame to lash out into the open air, tempting fate with their fiery blaze.. within a set off differing communication, mastered through over 500 years of using the Guyver, Kuzusu speaks out to Hunter.. (( Secure your post, move and, be ready top strike, he looks hostile.. ))

Lacus_Caedo_Guyver He chuckles slightly seeing that this being still has some fight left in him as a slight change has over come him... seeing that from before in his dazed state to a more structured one as a slight chuckle emits deep in the back of his conscious as the lights begin to flicker on and off as this doesn’t affect him in any way...his
Lacus_Caedo_Guyver sensory orbs still continue to move about their tracks taking in additional information upon this one before him being able to track objects in a three dimension plane as the presence of Kuzusu doesn’t disturb him but rather complete feeling him draw near to the small gathering.... He doesn't bother to look to his side not wanting
Lacus_Caedo_Guyver to be disrespectable in a situation like this but rather listens as the great Kuzusu begins to hustle out commands taking up a position to the left side... His control medallion begins to flutter to life once more sending out a series of commands as the search for the hyper link surges into action for the possible confrontation that could be possible

GuyverHunter §<"Understood.">§- was the reply to the command of its superior. Its Hyper-sensors had been somewhat overwhelmed by a third subject. It had to be Kuzusu. - With its commands now made affirmative, Guyver began to take hold of the accumulated Bio-kinetic energy.. and then its Control Medallion began to flicker at quarter of a second impulses, as its innate ability began to take shape. ~
GuyverHunter The dispersion of the Bio-kinetic energy was a silent explosion of materia, the intended and thusly affected target were particles of light themselves, the photonic currents that allowed one to see visible light and all its hues. Upon this fractal spectrum the energy began to manipulate and bend to the Warrior Guyver's willpower, the resulting performance that was the ability to Cloak, ~
GuyverHunter rendering itself invisible and perhaps even to the point where it could not be detected via Hyper-sensors. The transfigurations that allowed light to refract off the Bio-Armor itself thus had Guyver Hunter within the perfect 'dimension' so as to monitor and thus prepare for any action, especially hostile ones. It simply stood in place. The distance between itself and the others was about 8 or so meters. ~
GuyverHunter Nothing that it couldn't cover were the need to arise for countering an otherwise hostile attack on those within the compound. Meanwhile its head lowered to glance at one of its powerful forearms, namely falling its gaze upon the orb that were embedded in either forearm. This special 'toy' was perhaps another little something it would find use in. Not yet, however.. not yet. All things came in due time.

Eric_Willams Stepping back away from the two, he feelings are mixed but the mixture of essences' has now overruled the fear of the Guyver… Closing his eyes for a moment, the energy that has awoken within his palm seem to expand around his fist… Feeling him in danger, it would seem that the intergraded Guyver has truly become apart of him… Not wanting harm to happen to its host, a reversal of energies seems to take place…
Eric_Willams Rather than feeding upon its host, his limitless amounts of Bio Kinetic energy would enhance the unit to unknown proportions as well as the host… His whole being is truly surrounded by a now pale white energy, a combination of a type of aura and an unknown substance… Turing around, he takes his eyes away from the others Guyver within the room…
Eric_Willams Holding the hand out in front of him, he lowers his head as it begins to transform into a light red, looking over his shoulder a slight discharge of what seems to be plasmatic energy, pushes threw his pupils… Turning back, he raises his hand up as the intensity of the essence around his palm awakens to half of its power… Looking up at it, a grin forms on his face…
Eric_Willams Throwing his hand down, its seems to fall of his arm, falling in front of him it lingers with in the ground, surrounding him in a spherical formation… It lays dormant around him, waiting for the moment when it is to be awakened…
Eric_Willams Contempt, but still lingering within him, the essence that has taken over him awakens with in his right hand… Holding it out in front of him, he looks down towards it… Clinching his fist, what seems to be an electrical field surround his whole from, lighting the gloomy hovel, which they are in…