Scene #4261: Dragon Slayer

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Reinhardt Wilhelm	Brigitte has found where the Dragons lay at night. The city was a ghost town even during the daytime, due to the fear people had of the Dragons that lurked in this city. But these were not the dragons that snagged up cattle and devoured them whole, setting villages ablaze. These were dragons of a modern kind; A gang that ran guns, drugs, and other illegal materials throughout this village. While this village is hardly the streets of Detroit at their worst, it's no better off without someone stepping in. ENTER REINHARDT. The knight is for lack of a better term /huge/, like eight feet tall at the least in that armor. With his hammer in hands, the Knight issues a challenge to the Dragons as he boldly storms into their territory. When he speaks, it's enhanced only by the megaphone in his armor, otherwise deep as the ocean regardless. "DRAGONS! My name is Reinhardt Wilhelm, and I stand as champion for the innocents of this land! FACE ME NOW, IN HONORABLE COMBAT!" He is quite loud indeed, and this late at night everybody's attention has been gotten, including the Dragons themselves. They arrive in response on motorcycles, toting automatic rifles and grenade launchers, military grade hardware that should NOT be in the hands of these punks. Good reason for Reinhardt to step in.
Yang Xiao Long	With so many motorcycles around, another one won't raise much suspicion. The colouration of both it, and the rider, might make it stand out, but the deep thrumming of its Dust engine would mingle very well with the local internal combustion sort. Yang wheels about, coming up from within the town, following the Dragons out, like she were part of the gang... that is, until she catches up with one of the trailing bikers and sideswipes into him. "Hey Buddy! Need a light?" she asks, before pulling away, and punch-firing an explosive shell into the front wheel, taking it clean out and flipping the poor sod up and over with the wreckage spiralling off into a minor explosion in the background. "Broadcast to all friendlies. The chick with the flaming yellow hair? She's a friendly." she casts out, swerving around to find her next victim.
Kotone Yamakawa	Why had Kotone never joined the Union? She seemed like prime material for it yet she never had but she was prone to showing up at things like this. There was a man with spine like as Imperial Space Marine and armout that was very much in the same spirit of thir and he was facing down a gang alone. Maybe he was a bit nuts but what he was doing made sense. Kotone had tapped the local information nets and had noticed some pretty odd things on the social media for this town. She'd been exploring a world with a lot seemingly in common with her own but at this point? Exploration time is over for the moment Reinhardt might pick up some very simple flying drones, postively relics from his point of view scoping out the region as a motorcycle of unknown make is moving in. "So a bunch of over armed thugs? It's jackasses like you that made me what I am and I don't like seeing you do it to others." The woman's accent is hard to place thought it could be Western Canadian? "So all of you on one man calling you on on your actions? I doubt any of you can really be called men at all let alone 'dragons' I seen real ones and even the maruading ones got more class than you." She guns the engine on her motorcycle but it doesn't sound like it's combustion but it's also an odd mix old style wheels system and something else her gear's pretty odd.
Valentha Summers	Space warps and twists on a rooftop overlooking the motorcycle gang and the coming conflict. In a small flash that's likely to go unnoticed, a beast roughly the size of an elephant appears through a ripple of space-time and magic. A golden-scaled DRAGON with a body that's absolutely covered from head to tailtip in spiky spines and other sharp, stabby protrusions is... lazily lounging on the roof's edge, neck extended over the side and head looking down on the proceedings. Valenthanixa, for now, chooses to observe just what the heck's going on down there. Shapeshifted into her true form, but only a fraction of its true size.
Alden	Alden was lucky to be checking the signals when he caught wind of the challenge, and he was certainly impressed both by the knight, and the courage to challenge the entire gang on his own!. He certainly had to help that person!, or at least meet him!. It's at times like this he wishes he owned a vehicle of his own, but, for now he has to make do with what he has. Cue a large, periwinkle quadruped wolf with dark blue stripes rushing to the area! with what seems like a rather tiny humanoid with cat ears and tail riding atop his head!. He tries to join as fast as he can, grumbling as he spots the motorcycle gang. "Katze, get ready." he says, the small Shinki jumping from his head and moving to find a safe spot to watch.
Sigrun Stem	Sigrun had been observing, hidden on a rooftop and prepared to act when the time was right. Then THAT happened, and the entire situation has changed. She keeps watching, the magic she's used has found her a perfect hiding spot, and makes it just a little harder to notice her to begin with. And then Valentha arrives on the ceiling near her, and the sharpshooter glances over. "How good to see you again." She says softly, with a clear awareness of who she's talking to. "You must work hard to hide that aura."
Reinhardt Wilhelm	The actual dragon goes unnoticed, but Reinhardt is currently busy as it is! He sees one of the thugs get sideswiped. "Hey, what the-AUGH!" Poor guy gets sent flying as the bike goes up in flames, as is action law. Reinhardt picks up the signal thanks to Brigitte, and he's prompt to answer. "This is Reinhardt, I am glad to have any support on this, if you will indulge an old man's crusade tonight." He smiles privately, his grin broad as he engages his energy shield just in time to defend against a torrent of automatic rifle fire directed his way. Brigitte radios in, "We got other signals coming our way. When did these people start getting the nerve to strike back?" "They are not locals, I think." In any case, the Dragons open fire as they spy Kotone and Alden as well, RPGs brought to bear as they try to get rid of these rabble rousers. Yang gets a hail of buckshot from the punk whose buddy she just sent skywards, as well as harsh language. "YOU FUCKING BITCH! I'LL KILL YOU FOR THAT!"
Valentha Summers	"It's disgustingly difficult." The dragon rumbles gently. Valenthanixa's voice is fairly close to Valentha Summer's, but at her size she must be very careful to keep her voice down so only Sigrun can hear. "I see you didn't panic." The dragon winks Sigrun's way, then continues peering down from the roof. "Somehow doubt these gangsters have half as much mettle. Just... biding my time. There's a good time and place for everything." And the moment is not yet ripe.
Yang Xiao Long	Buckshot strikes Bumblebee and Yang squarely as she's turning. The bike shrugs it off, the pellets richocheting off the angled metal, or rebounding from the reinforced tires, but the /real/ surprise, might be the same thing happening against Yang's Aura. Flares of orange-yellow flattening the pellets before they can strike the girl's body, though each impact drains a good portion from the reserve. "Oh yeah? I'd love to see you try!" she retorts, shifting her position on the bike. She hops up and balances on the seat, tapping a few buttons to activate autopilot and get the bike clear of the battlezone, before she LEAPS skyward. At the apex of the leap, she spins in midair, her hair blazing like a golden flame, the same flames wreathing her entire body, before she suddenly starts to plunge downwards. Her right arm is cocked back like a gun's hammer, and for good reason as she SLAMS down into the ground, firing a kinetic shell at the same time. The shell blasts into the earth, then reverberates back up, firing shards of earth and stone spiking up all around her in a circle, the surface rippling like water after a stone has been tossed into it.
Sigrun Stem	"It is my job to fight against the odds against monsters that could flatten me in a fraction of a second if I gave them opening." Sigrun points out where she gets her composure from, she looks at the shield appreciatingly too. "Wish my shields could last like that." Automatic fire is met with rapid archery. Sigrun starts loosing arrow after arrow at the thugs, each of which highly accurate and with enough force to punch through at least an inch of steel, and likely more. She doesn't speak to justify herself.
Kotone Yamakawa	Kotone Yamakawa says "Call me Samsara for the moment and I'd be happy to." Kotone guns the throttle and she speeds ahead moving to dodge the fire power her response times are rapid almost mechanical in how fast she's responing and she lobs what seems to be some sort of grenade it would explode but not with a blast of explosions some strange white foam which would restrian people who got covered in it, mess up machinery oddly though one could still breath but that would be about it. She's also looking to see if the Dragons have any wireless systems in their gear or base she can get into and cause some havoc.
Alden	The digimon sees the approaching projectile, "Katzeeee." he calls outloud. He is not too worried about the gunfire, it might HURT but he won't get too damaged from it, unless it's high caliber. What worries him is that explosive flying his way!. There is a flash of light from the area near him, "Digi Modify, super evolution plugin S!." comes a voice from away. His form glows brightly, just as the projectile gets close!. It seems the explosive hits the target area fine, and from the explosion, a new creature sent back by the blast!. Alden would love to say he came unscathed, but the scorch marks and bruises all over certainly show that he somewhat understimated that attack. He tries to play it cool, mumbling a soft 'ouch' as he gets up, growling loudly. "Note to self, next time avoid explosives..." eh mumbles, before running forward to assist!. He snarls loudly, "Fox fire!" he calls, a jet of blue flames emerging from his mouth, aimed to the closest of the bikers.
Reinhardt Wilhelm	The thug is, unfortunately for him, a bad shot. He wastes shotgun shell after shell before he fumbles for a reload, taking his eyes off of Yang for a vital moment. That will be his undoing, as he's knocked off his bike with grisly results as Yang smashes him and his bike into paste. Kotone throttles towards the horde of bad guys, and she'll find plenty of wireless systems to play havoc with the enemy through hacking dickery, mostly their smartphones and the electronics on their bikes. Alden sets a couple of bikers ablaze, the thugs panicking as they abandon their vehicles and attempt to stop drop and roll, with carrying success. Hopefully those flames aren't third degree, but then again the karma of Dragons is delicious. Reinhardt himself drops the shield, using the jet boosters on his suit to propel himself towards the leadership of the gang, smashing into the with meteoric force via his hammer to clobber the leading Dragons. Sigrun's marksmanship is true, as she manages to nail more than a few Dragons through deadly accuracy, pinning them to the ground if their bikes aren't hit instead, the vehicles stalling and flinging their riders clear.
Genji Shimada	From somewhere up on the rooftops, in the direction of a nearby warehouse, there is a soft 'fwip'. Something small and fast goes flying silently, passing through a street light just long enough for the illumination to glint off what might be steel. The projectile flies with unerring accuracy... ...right across the forearm of a Dragon, lifting an oversized pistol to point it at Reinhardt. The weapon clatters to the ground, the thug yowling and swearing in pain at the new wound on his arm. That's gonna need a stitch or two. Anyone lucky enough to look in the direction of the warehouse might see the briefest flicker of green light, but then it's gone.
Kotone Yamakawa	Kotone Yamakawa gets into the phones the first thing she does is pull the ID information of their owners, after all if there is law in this region this will be useful and she can hunt to see if they are connected for anything else. As for thier bikes she's just turning the Electronics off on their bikes. Also on every digital display the logo of the Laughing Man appears. Oh she's just going all out on this one and more Freeze Grenades are getting tossed about as she zips about and if she notices Genji? She gives no sign she's got to worry about no getting shot.
Valentha Summers	"Resolve like that is quite worthy of respect - ah, there goes the stealth..." With so much havoc befalling the gangsters, Valentha decides that enough is enough. Time to make her move. She LAUNCHES off the rooftop and drops like a stone, ENLARGING on the way down. Yes... that was not her full size. When she does near the ground and slows her fall with a mighty wingflap powerful enough to send a GUST raging down the street... she's become rather enormous. Fifty feet long, a hundred-fifty foot wingspan, and her height can be measured as approximately 7 Reinhardts. That's... Big. And she sees fit to open her great maw and unleash a bellowing, deep, reverberating roar filled with dischordant high-pitched shrieky noises. A roar of the sort that mankind's oldest genetic ancestors learned to fear beyond all others. Beyond grand posturing though - standing tall with her wings spread and chest bared - she makes not a single move to engage. Instead... "And to think you called yourselves DRAGONS." The magical beast snorts her disdain their way, accompanied by a few jets of flame from her nostrils. Flame that's thankfully high over anyone's heads and disperses harmlessly, but being anywhere near it's still like sticking your head in an oven... "Pathetic." WHAMPF. The street cracks beneath her tail as it lashes down in a further show of bestial majesty. Her goal here is pretty simple. Make sure that the gangsters aren't just soundly beaten, but are THOROUGHLY WETTING THEMSELVES and reconsidering their lives. What of them might survive this onslaught, anyways.
Alden	Alden is pleased to see that the gang is all but defeated really, watching Reinhard charge at them, and deciding to join in!. He does not have a massive hammer, but he is pretty good at punching and kicking things waay harder than it looks. Mostly, he searches for the guys with rpgs to punch one of them at least!. Of course, that plan stops when something massive lands nearby and... scolds the biker gang?. He seems intimidated at least!.
Yang Xiao Long	"Heh, you need to pull yourself together." says Yang, as she wipes a bit of blood from her face. Yes, she just killed someone. No she doesn't really care. She turns, hops up over the ring of stone pillars she raised, and drops down the other side, casually walking over to join the others, her hair still quietly blazing, little 'embers' wafting out as she walks, little fragments of excess Aura from her Semblance. She approaches Reinhardt. "Yo." she offers, lifting an arm to greet the giant in armour. She obviously didn't notice Genji's intervention... but Valentha's appearance is impossible to ignore. Lilac eyes stare up at the massive land leviathan. "... woooooow." Heat doesn't bother her too much. She /is/ fire attuned, after all... but even still it's a great display of power.
Reinhardt Wilhelm	The Dragons are rather SOUNDLY routed, yes. As Reinhardt and the others finish up, the armored knight storms towards where the leader is currently laying, his helmet giving an impassive and forceful air as he speaks. "The sun has not yet set on this knight's journey. If you trouble the people of this land again, I will not show you mercy like this time." Given how most of the gang is either dead or in critical condition, one has to wonder what kind of mercy Reinhardt is talking about, but it's clear he's not speaking ironically. Yang will receive a nod as Reinhardt removes his helmet, revealing a man in his sixties with a bad eye, gray hair, and a GLORIOUS mutton chop mustache with sideburns to match. "Well met, young lady! You and your friends fought well today, it's been so long since I have had the pleasure of-" And then a dragon happens. HUH. Talk about irony, but Reinhardt lets his hammer lay on the ground as he deems Valentha to be friendly, for a given definition of the term. "Anyway, such heroism cannot go without thanks, so on behalf of this town I, Reinhardt Wilhelm, thank you muchly for the assistance!" He says, laughing and shaking hands with Yang, unaware of Genji's presence. If he does get asked about a green cyborg ninja dude, he'll probably pass it off as not seeing such a dude. "Now then, who wants currywurst? It is almost morning, and I know a place here that sells it 24/7!" He says gleefully, eliciting a sigh over comms from Brigitte. "Oh god...just don't eat it in the truck, please? Last time it took three hours to get the stench out!"
Yang Xiao Long	Normal people might get shaken off their feet by the giant armoured man's handshake. Yang isn't normal. She shakes back just as vigorously. "Currywurst? Sounds like an adventure to me, sure, count me in!" she grins back at him. "I'm Yang, by the way... Yang Xiao Long, Huntress in Training."
Kotone Yamakawa	Kotone Yamakawa brings her bike to a halt now as everything seems to come to an end and she jumps off pulling her helmet off the young woman looks to be Japanese at least in decent though Reinhardt or his partner might notice there's something a little off about the young woman. She's also got sky blue hair and a odd techno hair clip. "Wait mixing Curret and Wurst...um why not that was a hell of a fight you put up hardware or not sir. Also the name's Kotone Yamakawa."
Alden	Alden is glad to shake the armored man's hand, if offered, the tall, bipedal wolf creature wagging his tail, "I'm Alden." he adds, smiling to the others, and motioning the tiny girl with him to get closer, "Glad I was able to help." he adds. He tilts his head at the offered meal, "Currywurst? never heard of that, would not midn trying some." he says.
Valentha Summers	"Curry-what?" Rumbles the Dragon on approach. She's taking slow and easy steps, results of years of practice for how to not accidentally trigger people into fits of panic. There's times for intimidation but that time has now passed. Turning her huge head back and forth among those gathered, the dragon.... GRINS. Somehow. "Well fought, even if they were pushovers."
Reinhardt Wilhelm	"It is settled, then! We can discuss the details further over breakfast, then! ONWARDS!" Reinhardt says in his usual fashion, laughing heartily as he wanders towards the dragon. "You should probably...be gentle, I suppose. Even you might be a big large for the restaurant, I am afraid!" He teases, winking with his good eye at the dragon before leading the gang on.