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Fandom Universe Correction Agency: Black Void (COMPLETED)

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The fire burns their hands, at first, the flame seeming to shorten as it’s lifted. It’s coiled blade’s fire faded as the weapon was pulled. It was warm, yet dark, as if it were a horrid reminder of deception and darkness.

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"I am pretty evil as it is." Furiza said trying a few moves with the sword. The alien tyrant smirked "if we are to fight together, may our enemies fall before us."
 
HUNK remained silent throughout the explanation and with the appearance of the other newer agents. He knew of the genesis jars, even used one once. With the elevator carrying them down towards the portal, he chambered a round in his Desert Eagle and placed it back in the holster; while his job involved scouting the competition, he fully expected a confrontation.

On the other side of the portal, his expectations were met. Some brute approached, seemingly from a similar universe as the one from which Raditz originated, though his sharp eyes were drawn towards the one hiding in the trees. He pulled his pulse rifle from the subspace storage pocket and racked the grenade launcher, as if to say to their aggressors, "Don't try anything funny."

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Frank smirked, as he entered the portal, Kevin beside him, he saw the army of monsters "so count bleck is assisting." Frank deduced with a smirk, he saw goret, and briefly wondered if he'd need a genesis jar, then he remembered bardock and raditz were with them, he looked and saw furiza and dark pointing to them he said "I'll fight those two." He said to hunk



Furiza noticed frank at the same time "okay so that little brat and his number two are here." He said.
 
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Concealed in the darkness, the mysterious stranger could see that the gas masked man meant business. His face was covered by a helmet, making his expression unknown. What did seem to bother him, however, was that those two idiots removed his only chance of escape. The coiled sword. He simply watched, in hopes to see how this battle plays out.

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Goret stared at the two Saiyans, but also took notice of the humans coming in. He paid no mind. “Count yourselves lucky, because I’ve got two others with me to watch you die!”

“What?” Raditz asked “Your tissues and your ego?”

“No. Pals.” He turns back. “Chunks! Fleetway!”
 
"Bleck?" HUNK questioned while tucking the stock of the M41A under his armpit. Making liberal use of his watch, he radioed back to CiMos, "This is HUNK, requesting a file on Count Bleck." He leaned towards Frank, adding to his plan to fight two baddies at once: "These monsters are mine, then." There were countless creatures, supposedly sent by Bleck. Would they be enough?

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O'Chunks did a double-take as he watched Goret rush right for the enemy with seemingly no plan in mind.

"I like the spirit, but oi...this time, I've gotta git this workin' in an orderly fashion, see..."
O'Chunks placed a hand to his chin in thought.


One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.


...Was all it took for him to shrug and come to his own conclusion.



"All forces...CHEEEEE-YAAAAARGE!" his voice bellowed, carrying across the entire battlefield.


"Chunks a'blast!" he shouted with a flex of his biceps. Much to the incredulous Fleetway's horror, O'Chunks launched into the sky with only one explainable fuel source—"natural gas".






"GRRRRR-ARRRRGH!"









T H O O M



"GAAAH-HAHAHA! It's me, the one and only...O'CHUNKS be me name, and CHUNKIN be me game!" he introduced after his supervillain landing. He struck a pose a little too close to a member of the Ginyu Force and pumped his fists together. "I'll rain down on ye like a fat thunderstorm, so prepare for a beatin' with some serious hammage!"




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"Hammage?! Er...I mean damage! Some serious damage!"


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Meanwhile...






HUNK's watch gleamed a green hue, and CiMos began to relay the stock information from the agency's database into HUNK's earpiece.


"Count Bleck...this dark figure wants to destroy the entire multiverse. Often preferring to use his forces as a personal sword, appearances of this dark mage have been scarce. Therefore, the agency has not been able to glean a motive. He is a proficient user of dark magic, and hearsay suggests he is able to travel between universes on his own power. Threat level: High."





HUNK, as well as the rest of the human (and not-so-human) forces who were soon to arrive behind him, were met headfirst with a wall of strange creatures barring passage to the big boss himself.










The front lines of the group were occupied by creatures with access to melee weaponry, who were gradually closing the distance...



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Clubba
The front-most part of the formation was occupied by chubby, dinosaur-like creatures wielding heavy spiked clubs, which were likely (and obviously) going to be used to bludgeon our heroes.




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Skellobit

Immediately behind the lines of clubbed monsters were a number of rows of skeleton-like creatures with long spears in their hands. It wasn't too hard to guess that they were going to use the clubbed monsters as cover while they poked their spears through the gaps in the formation.




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Spiky Skellobit
Near the back of these skeletons was one with a unique hue, as well as a spike on the top of his head. This one had to be the ringleader of the force.


However, the monsters ahead of them weren't limited to merely walking and melee attacks.



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Squig
Small, curious four-legged creatures were squirming underneath and off to the sides of the Skellobits, their mouths widening as if part of their battle strategy relied on using them to do...something.

After only a few seconds had passed, the enemy force was already within range. The small creatures began to shoot rocks (albeit, slow-moving ones) from their mouths at the arriving heroes, providing cover fire for the melee units to get up close and personal.



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Squog
Far in the back, bigger versions of the purple creatures made up the edge of the formation, firing boulders up into the air like a company of catapults. It seemed like there were only a handful of them in the enemy formation, though they were well-protected by the slew of monsters acting as body-shields in front of them.



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Cherbil


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Ice Cherbil

Scores of fragile-looking, cloud-like creatures swarmed above the melee forces' heads, moving forward at the same rate as the ground forces. Whatever it was they were supposed to do, it seemed like they weren't quite in range yet.




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Growmeba


Finally, a few floating one-eyed creatures were among their ranks. Their numbers were far fewer than those of the Cherbils, but...



For the more battle-perceptive of the U.C.A. forces stepping through the portal, they'd be able to spot three noticeably large silhouettes blocked by the sunlight approaching much farther away from the main force. It seemed like they wouldn't be arriving to the field for a good bit of time.

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Frank began shooting monsters with a death ray that could kill anything it shot, and operated like the dalek death rays on doctor who. He threw Kevin an ice ray, intent on fighting his way to furiza.
 
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Fleetway was indeed caught by surprise, watching as the warrior flew into the sky like a fat boy after Golden Corral. He coughed at the horrid stink, before following, flying instead of running toward his opponents, his nose clamped shut. Thanks to his flying the Banana peel on the floor had to sit there sad and alone. The hedgehog gazed at the two, folding his arms. "So, these two are the one's who hyped you up?"

"Of course." Goret responded. "Now, let's say we do this in an orderly fashion. I get one on the left (Bardock) You two handle the one on the right (Raditz). "

"Ah, NO WAY!" Fleetway said. "I wanna fight them both!"

"Sorry, but I made up my mind. I wanna see what the old man can do."

"How about I kill the lot of you and get this done." Raditz said, impatient.

"HAHAHAHA, Raditz." Goret said. "That's not how this works. Besides, even if you beat us, there's still much more to this than meets the eye."

"At this point, I don't care. Who ever wants to fight, then lets fight."

"ROCK PAPER SCISSORS GO!" Fleetway and Goret all of a sudden began playing a high speed version of Rock, Paper, Scissors. They tie for about a minute, until Goret manages to get scissors, beating Fleetway's paper. "HA!"

"Grrr...Fine, I'll see what rockstar here's got." Fleetway glances over to the army charging toward their enemy. He smirks "Maybe a little more fun afterwords."
 
"okay dark? See the kid in the lab coat? The one who's downing monsters and coming towards us?" Furiza said to dark "he's the most dangerous one here."
 
alex used his sword to kill his enimies, he eventually used his thundersword to stun the enimies and the hit them after that. he was preety good, but looked like he was used to work on a team. he was going through enimies at an alarming rate, but still was run back from not being in a team
 
Automatic gunfire soon drowned out the squabbling as HUNK wasted no time tearing into the approaching army at 900 rounds per minute. He swept from left to right, pulse rifle sawing into the front ranks.

The boulders and stones crashed down around the UCA team, several of the latter battering the gunman’s helmet. HUNK knew exactly what had to be done. Tiliting up the muzzle of the weapon a few degrees more, he hurled grenade shells into the back lines, one after the other until the U1’s four-round magazine was empty. “Cover me while I reload and aim for their ranged units,” he ordered while stepping back cautiously to take cover behind a shattered boulder.
 
From inside the watchtower, Cugai, Fugai, and Pepperjack were now viewing as the agents made their way into the portal. Arms folded, Peppjack shook his head in disappointment at them just running out like a bunch of barbarians. That, however couldn't be helped. Not now. Cugai kept watch, the battle commencing already had him on edge. The army, however small they seemed, didn't stop him from feeling a little uneasy, especially with who they're up against.

Suddenly, they noticed the notification from CiMos responding to HUNK, talking about Count Bleck. Both Cugai and Fugai looking confused. "Count Bleck? Sounds familiar." Cugai scratched his head.

"I think he's popped up before... We have info on him, but not much to work with." Fugai responded. "Think one of the admins would know?"

"I could ask around?" Pepperjack said. "He sounds gross, so maybe Cuttlefish knows about him."

"Well, whoever he is, he's got something up his sleeve." Fugai folded his arms.

The lot stood watching as the battle went on, unaware of another coming into the room with them.
 
"why are we going towards the big zork?" Kevin asked as he froze the spiky skellobit with the freeze gun. "That would be zorks dad furiza." Frank said as he shot a gromeba with a death ray.
 
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Kid in a lab coat? Heh, alright. Why not? Let's go get him. He looked at Furiza.

"Fine... Let's go."

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Bardock

Bardock eyed Goret with a frown "If you want to fight so bad, let's get to it."

The Saiyan's scouter had already been off the charts a while ago so the thing was somewhat useless at the moment.
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-Vitals-
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Upon being addressed, and barely glancing over to the young woman bumping into Felix's shoulder, he returned his attention to the man with a nod. "Affirmative. It's a long damn story.."

Felix only glanced down to the woman as he spoke up softly. "Careful, lass. Don't need you gettin' hurt before the battle."

With the elevator descending to the destination and catching up with the rest of the personnel, all four were debriefed on yet another key target. All the while, their motion sensor began pinging contacts; akin to small, clustered blips easily numbering in the double, maybe even triple digits. Jack reached to either hip and pulled off the two M7 Submachine Guns free from their magnetic tethers, bringing the rifle over his right shoulder to rest up into his left hand. Already, the others were drawing their own weapons, with Hailey opting to pull her SRS-99C-S2AM from her back and into her hands; giving the charging handle a firm rack as she breifly bounced the rifle up on her left hand to heft it into a more comfortable position. Three Phantom-sized blips appeared a fair distance behind the cluster of unknown creatures as the rapport of gunfire, though distant, signaled oncoming contact as fragments of debris pelted the area. The four Spartans began to pick up their pace; each beginning to run at a speed of around 25mph as Jack called out. "Eyes out for the big contacts in the horizon. Three, get AM rounds on those flyers. Four, cover her. Two, with me. Move!"

Jack and Felix ran up to stop short of the Umbrella operative about three meters back and to the left of his position; raising up their own weapons to engage the cluster of strange-looking hostiles no taller than a Grunt and... two-dimensional? Felix called out to HUNK, yet moreso a global address to anyone within earshot. "GRENADE ROUNDS IN EFFECT, GET CLEAR!" With the barrel of the M319 raised upward, Felix depressed the trigger and, with a mechanically cyclic sound, the first grenade round was lobbed out of the barrel; screaming through the air as it tore into a cluster and detonated; the distance great enough to avoid the fragmentation radius and potential blue-on-blue casualties. Already, Felix had broken the breech open; ejecting the spent shell and inserting another before throwing the breech up and clicking it into place; sending another round into a different cluster. Jack, meanwhile, raised both his M7's to bear; the target reticle turning red as he let loose his own version of 900rnds/min devastation; the two SMG's combining with HUNK's rifle turning the horde in front of him to mulch.

Ellie and Hailey had stopped about ten meters back from the frontline; with Hailey taking a knee and bringing the scope of the anti-material rifle up to visor level as Ellie took a knee beside her; resting her MA5K Carbine onto her left knee. With a seconds pause, the suppressed "PCH-CHEEEWW" signaled the suppressed deliverance of a horrific 14.5x114mm FMJ-AP round screaming overhead of the front line; leaving a trailing white contrail that went straight into the nearest cloud-type hostile; hopefully before it could complete getting into range. Within another second, Hailey had swapped targets to another cloud; with Ellie keeping close watch on the battlefield around her.
 
"so. We finally meet face to face once more." Frank stated. "Yes we do you mental freakshow." Furiza said "and this time I have some help." He said gesturing to dark. "Dark take them out!"
 
alex continued to plow through enimies like a warm knife against butter. he was getting closer and closer to the enimie outpost. he loved the thrill of this and had a slight smile on his face.
 

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