Hunting the Dogs, Pt1

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Was this all some sort of cosmic joke? Or just the ways thing naturally occurred? Deep in thought, Nick a new member of The Creed thought to himself. He looked at the bounty, the man known as "Big Dog" Aldrin had the look of a simple brute. He smirked, just the thought of hunting down someone who looked so full of themselves made him slightly bubble with excitement. Then something all the sudden caught his attention that stuck out like a sore thumb.

Location: WEST BLUE/ WEST WINCHESTER[/b]

His eyes fixated on the location where these animals known as the "Wild Dogs" made their habitat, at least for the time being until Drake and Nick arrived. Little did "Big Dog" know there was a storm headed his way very soon indeed. This was Nick's first mission for The Creed, and what irony this mission took place the same area where his own mother died protecting his now deceased elder twin sisters died herself by animals. These bastards were going to die if Nick had the say so from Drake in this mission. He let out a cynical chuckle at the mental images of ripping and tearing the leader of the Wild Dogs to shreds.

Nicks heart started to beat with anticipation. He didn't care about the bounty more than the thrill of the hunt and battle. The time was drawing near as they were almost going to arrive at their desired destination. He handed the bounty back over to his partner who happened to be similar in nature. "This will be a fun hunt indeed, I cannot wait to see his blood gushing from his body-suu."[/b] Spoken with a truly dark and amused tone.

"So E-Kard-suu should we kill him, or let live with a few missing limbs?"[/b] Eager to hear his partner/boss' response, as he continued to think destructive thoughts about a man who was known for his senseless violence himself. Nick passed Drake a fresh pear the last one of two he had left which should hold both of the tyrants over until after the battle, and started chomping on the last one himself as the small wind sail got closer to the island. "I know you most likely didn't want to be in this small sail-suu, but this is the best way to get into the west part of the island as the rock formations in the sea are to clustered to take a larger vessel."[/b] Explaining to Drake as he knows his partner was probably wondering why he suggested that they take such a small vessel initially.

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And here they were, Drake 'E~Kard' Mitibuki and his partner, Nick. Cruising on a petite vessel on their way to Winchester Island. Though the boat was rather small, it was warranted. He figured with the way the shore was naturally set, a larger boat wouldn't be able to finagle it's way to the island.

He didn't care.

His eyes shifted to the bounty paper, 'Big Dog' Aldrin. E ~ Kard smirked. The over-sized brute of a person looked awkwardly clumsy and even less threatening. Drake thought of at least ten ways he'd take Aldrin down and even more ways he could kill him, "This will be a fun hunt indeed, I cannot wait to see his blood gushing from his body-suu."

Drake snapped back from his short daze at the sound of his partners, err... rant? He

He chuckled.

His partner was overly excited which would hopefully make this an even smoother, cleaner hunt. "So E-Kard-suu should we kill him, or let live with a few missing limbs?"

"No, we will take him alive." There was a slight pause, "Preferably with all of his limbs attached..." Drake told him. He was a professional and even though the poster said dead or alive, he'd do his best to bring him alive.

He relaxed and let the cool ocean bring them to shore. The white haired male did little more than drift. With a red velvet vest, black jeans, and a devious grin the leader of The Creed watched as the two made their way to the shore. When the pear came his way he shook his head in a disapproving no. It wasn't any personal; it was just that Drake rarely ate food from others. He's just cautious. "You can have it." He responded.

"I know you most likely didn't want to be in this small sail-suu, but this is the best way to get into the west part of the island as the rock formations in the sea are to clustered to take a larger vessel.

"I know Nick, don't worry. I'm not bothered." He reassured him.

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Good, more for him. He loved his fruit and only offered it as a peace offering to Drake. He casually shrugged his shoulders. "Ok then if you say so.."[/b] Nick said in a carefree tone. He started to analyze the area now checking for any signs of enemies in the nearby vicinity. There were so far no enemies in the immediate area.

'Leave him alive huh..and in tact that'll be difficult if I transform as the main purpose of my abilities really is to kill and rip apart. The only problem is if this guy is strong enough to pose a threat even in the most minute way. Even though he looks like a big dumb brute I won't take any chances if it comes to that, but I'm almost certain that it won't anyway.'[/i]

Nick's aura changed. He was now much focused on the task at hand. He was given the order to leave "Big Dog" in one piece, and for the time being he had to follow the orders given to him to a tee. Nick closed his eyes and focused on his inner strength, mustering and increasing his fighting spirit. He slowly opened his eyes while the small vessel finally made it to shore hitting the soft sands of the beach. Nick didn't have anything else on his mind but capturing the brute.

He inhaled deeply fully filling his lungs with air to the maximum amount. Then he caught a feint smell of gun power in the air. Nick knew it was from a distance. He stepped off the small boat, and the wind instantly picked up within their direction. His feathery collar started to dance softly in the high winds as his blue striped jacket also started to flow in the winds slightly giving off a peak of his gore battle gloves resting on his back belt line. He turned around to Drake with a serious stare.

"I smell a feint trace of gun power about a little over a mile ahead down wind. That could be a good place to start."[/b] He said with a straight and serious tone. His brown eyes were fixated in the distance on something that wasn't in sight. Now it was all up to the leader to decide which route they take. Nick waited to the order in silent patience.

'Its almost time. After this mission I will be known as Carnage to everyone who comes across me in the blue seas.'[/i] Nick was deep in concentration conjuring impromptu battle plans in his head at a moments notice which all were very well though out on the spot. Just one of the perks to having a heightened sense of battle..now the silence before the raging storms of fury.

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Thud...

The sound of the edge of the boat hitting the sandy shore broke Drake from his relaxing demeanor. It was now time to be professional. Drake watched his partner relieve himself from the boat and Drake quickly followed. After taking a step off the boat, Drake turned to the small vessel and did his best to anchor it to the shore. Grabbing the small rope he wrapped and tied it around one of the large rocks for support. He was careful not to cut the rope with his sharp right hand.

Couldn't forget about their ticket out.

Dozens of start off points rushed through the leader's head. Dock, Tavern, and the like came to him as possibilities. Also, judging by the size of the brute, he'd most likely have been seen recently by someone.

"I smell a feint trace of gun power about a little over a mile ahead down wind. That could be a good place to start.

A clue, ok so that was a start. Drake looked forward and then back at Nick. "Lead the way then Nick." Drake told him. The silver haired man then reached into his jacket and pulled out a dim blue box. He opened it, took out a small blue pill, and popped it into his mouth. As soon as he swallowed the gel pill he instantly felt his effects.

Instantly his body felt heavier and his movements less fluid. It was fine though, meds were meds. You had to take them.