[Vérité]

A Utopia for Humans and Reploids alike, this is the smallest, but most secure city of the 3 capitals. The Suburbs are rarely disturbed.

The Federation had a large presence here, it was obvious. They weren't using military curfew's for nothing. But the Terrorists were getting more desperate. Bombs. Suicides. Hostages...


"And that's why they must die." Price Armani whispered, outside his house in the suburbs. He was wearing a nice pin-stripped suit while sipping some coffee on his house's balcony. It was over-looking the Old Doppler Town In ruin.

He thought about the files he found recently. The Assassins, their enemies, the history... It was too much for him to absorb at once. So he took his time; Read the Codex left and right. He discovered the ways and culture.

But he didn't expect that his Family would've been murdured. In this very house, the lower floor had just caught fire. Price was thinking about what he'd just done while sipping the coffee...


He threw the man to the ground, who struggled frantically and grabbed his dagger again. He pointed it at Price desperately, with a sneer look on his face.

"You touch me! TRY IT! I'm too powerful! You'll join your putanna family!" He threatoned, motioning to the pile of dead bodies to the side.

Price gritted his teeth and held out his wrist. Suddenly out of nowhere, something ignited. A wristblade made of pure contained plasma. He swiped the dagger into pieces, then exacted his anger out on the killer. He put his hand on the neck of his Wife's killer, then plunged his plasma blade into the Killer's throat until they stopped squirming.

He took one last sip as the house started to collapse. He threw it down, along with his old identity. He climbed down from his balcony and started to walk away calmly as the house burned down.

He had a list. 5 Names. 5 People who are responsible. 5 people who will die.

[OmegaMan]

[From Omicron's Office]

In distance, Omicron sped into view. It had taken him a relatively short time to get to New Hera. Probably no more than an hour. He knew shortcuts, and the Noire Mk. I could handle off-road excursions. He had pretty much taken a straight line from Abel City to New Hera at the highest possible speed the vehicle could go.

By now, however, a group of people, including the same news team from earlier, civilians, and a small squad of Maverick Hunters were surveying the burnt building. Omicron slowed down when he got close and parked his chaser a block away from the crowd. Omicron made his way to the squad of Maverick Hunters and showed them his license.

"So what's the story with the fire?" Omicron asked.

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"Uh, who would you be?" A tall Reploid said, eyeing him oddly. "This area is about to be locked down to civilians.." He added as the fire had been extinguished as the Airship dumped the giant breeze of h20 over the burning death trap. It was unstable now.

[...I need Borgia Saiban approved, now]

[OmegaMan]

OOC: You'll have him veeery soon.

Omicron rolled his eyes at the figure who didn't notice he was holding his identification up.

"I'm Detective Omicron," he replied, holding his I.D. up some more. "I've been investigating a string of murders for years now, and I was wondering if this fire may be related. I'm desperate for a lead."

The I.D. showed his codename, Omicron. His human name, Isaac Monteric, was also listed. By his photographic was a symbol which denoted Honorary Hunter Status for solving several other cases in the past.

"Of course, this could have been an accident, but one shouldn't immediately rule out arson."

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"Okay Detective." The thinking reploid held his stance but moved to the left to allow Omicron passage. "So far, we're not sure if the murder is maverick-related or not. Bodies are still trapped in the rubble.

[OmegaMan]

Omicron slipped his license back into his pack. He walked over the building's remains. "Still in the rubble, huh." He said to himself. He began try moving chunks of rubble out of the way in an attempt to uncover the victims...

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The first two bodies to be found were one of a woman with ashe-black hair, who seemed to have a wound at her side. Then the second body, to Omicron's grief, was a small child.

The One in charge immediately started pulling the red tape, keeping reporters away from the scene.

[OmegaMan]

Omicron gritted his teeth. This scene. This bitter scene reminded him of that very night so many years ago. The night that his own family was killed with the destruction of their home. The woman reminded him of his mother... The child reminded him of his brother... Omicron examined the woman's wound. This seemed to be the cause of death. Omicron immediately knew the murder was unrelated to his main case. This wasn't an accident either, though. It was clearly murder followed by arson.

He turned to the Hunters who were regulating the crowd.

"How many people were in this family?" he asked while digging further into the debris.

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"At least 6 members. A mother, three boys, one sister, and a father." The reploid in charge paused. "The father has been yet to be found, as have the two brothers and younger sister."

As the rubble was uncovered more a man in a fancy suit surfaced, where he had a bleeding wound in his neck from a plasma-based weapon. It didn't add up to the other wound.

"That's not the father..." The Chief said.

[OmegaMan]

Omicron had a sneaking suspicion. Maybe this person is... Omicron used his terminal to record the image of this victim. The wound through the neck was from an energy blade of some sort. Omicron searched the man's clothes, looking for any identification, or maybe even the weapon that killed the mother.

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Beside him was a broken dagger, that seemed to have been melted at the center. It was as if this man had been dispatched while he was on the killing spree!

"Oh bother... Look at this." The Chief said, finding an ID card. It had the man before them's Picture on it, but then all it had were tons of binary coding, and several other types of coding. He scratched his chin, trying to decipher the binary.

[OmegaMan]

Omicron looked at the dagger and looked at the wound on the woman. Although the dagger had been melted, he knew what he saw.

"Whoever this guy was," Omicron said, "He may have been the culprit. But if he's dead then..." Omicron paused. It was an absurd thought. An unlikely scenario. Yet the evidence pointed to it. "Then someone got away." And yet why would they not be here explaining the story to the authorities?

He would have to contemplate this scenario a bit more. He waited for the Hunter to decipher the binary to see if this man's identity could be revealed.

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"E....D..E.....N." The Chief finished, and puzzled. "What could this mean?" He asked Omicron. Whoever this guy was, he wasn't with the Government they knew.

[OmegaMan]

Lumine, on 05 December 2009 - 05:52 AM, said:

"E....D..E.....N." The Chief finished, and puzzled. "What could this mean?" He asked Omicron. Whoever this guy was, he wasn't with the Government they knew.

"Eden...?" Omicron asked aloud. "I'm just as in the dark as you are. Is that all it says?" Omicron quickly noted the word "Eden" in his terminal, just to be safe.

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"The rest is too difficult to decipher. I cannot understand it's origin." He looked away with a determined face. But then it disappeared. "Perhaps, you Detective can figure out it's meaning. Do you need contact information?" The Chief allowed more members to come in and take the bodies away.

[OmegaMan]

Omicron thought for a moment. "I can try to," he replied. "Can I take it with me for analysis? As for contact information, I keep in touch with the hunters in Abel City. Just tell your superiors that Omicron has decided to take on the case. If you need to contact me for anything..." Omicron then pulled out a business card from his forensics pack. It had his address and communicator frequency listed. "You can use this frequency here."

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The Chief took it, examing the card, and the transfer between the ID occurred. The bodies were taken away as well, But off in the distance, shrouded by an old building a man in a white cloak seemed to be surveying the situation.

"I need to steal the body before they get their forensics on it..." uttured the white-robed person, who seemed to radiate a hint of danger.
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They took one last glance at the house and proceeded around more buildings to get closer.
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The Chief didn't notice, as he wasa facing Omicron. "Well, I'm a Detective if you haven't noticed yet. The one in charge of the case, actually... Perhaps we can work together?" He asked Omicron..

[OmegaMan]

"Oh, I'm sorry," he said, hesitant about taking the evidence away from this detective. Did he just interfere with his case...? At any rate, the case seemed personal with these victims' demises. "Sure. Two heads are better than one," Omicron replied. "That is, if you'll let me help..."

As he was speaking he noticed movement. He could have sworn he saw someone sneaking towards the burnt house from behind other buildings... Omicron didn't mention anything. He kept his eyes open for anything while listening to the Chief.

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"It's settled then. I'm Detective Dych." He held out his left hand to offer Omicron a handshake. The news reporters were still trying to get in when the White-robed person became blended with the crowd. He had to think of a way to sneak in to steal the body..

He brought up a large pellet in his hand. a Smoke bomb. He held it up above the crowd, preparing to smash it on the concrete side-walk..

[OmegaMan]

Omicron shook Detective Dych's hand. "Let's find out what this is about, anyway..." Omicron said as he lost sight of the figure. He had blended in with the crowd, apparently. Within a blink of the eye, too! Omicron was uneasy. Suddenly, he saw a white sleeve holding a spherical object in the air. Omicron immediately knew what it was.

"What the...? NO! STOP!" he yelled at the figure with the smoke bomb.