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walking to his bio wall, BANE puts his warrior bio in its place, looks arounda bit, deciding which to utilize in the next hunt, a very old, battle hardened bio, a steel construction, with a skeletal and tendoned look it. the horns on the bio fit BANE'S hit precisely, a silverish overall color, blackened in a forge from long ago on homeworld,with gold and copper highlights, the green trackin lasers, te laser tracking device moves in the eye socket as if it were an eye, the small metalic areas in the eye laser are silver ad copper much like the bio's coloring...............pleased with his decision , he turns back to the table, picks up something, and walks down the exit ramp ofthe ship, as he leaves the cloaking device evelopes his body slowly, the right arm has no uber arm, a nub can be senin the shilouette..............! tracking the homing beaconat flashes and blinks in his laser tracking eye device, BANE boldly walks the street , invisble to everyone, a large wooded park breaks the midnight sky as the ful moon fills the night sky.
surveying the area, with his bio's vision on heat mode, he sees the battlefeild he has choosen is clear. de-cloaking, and oblivious to the now gathering hooligans, BANE takes from his large pouch he was carrying on his back, from it he pulls a plasma caster, un-like any other.........placing it on the left shoulder, te hooligans try to mak their voices heard, BANE ignores them, until one hits him in the back of the head, he turns.........contining to mount the caster on his shoulder mount, the hooligans attack for no reason,a terrirotrial thing, BANE abliges them. as they attack him, he being what he is return the favor, as two strike at him, he replies and takes down three with his mighty arm. one clicks a switchblade open , BANE targets him instantly, three green dots in a triangular formation apear on the chest of the knife bairer, this guy freaks, out drops the knife and runs off, still targeted , but now on his back, a bright blueish flash pops fro the plasma caster, the bolt of plasma rips through the back and explodes outward from the hooligan's chest, leaving a very large opened and sealed wound, another hooligan grabs the large pouch, heavy to him as he runs with it.
the whisping of a sheriken can be heard thruogh the loud cries from the humans, and the laughter from BANE, te puch is felled, the hooligan runs to a car coming down the small lane, a police car, the hooligans crashed into the driver's door, blood splaters the window, BANE leaping to the felled pounch, he picks it up, pulling the hooligan's arm /hand from the pouch, immediately the police exit the car and fire at bane, acouple the bullets hit him , here and there, just hard enough to piss him off, but BANE calmly opens his sheild on the left arm gauntlet , the hooligan freaking out, stabs BANE with a screwdriver he was packing in his pants back pocket........BANE looks at this little man, shakes hishead back and forth, then slowly looks at the hooligan and speaks...................******!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and with the opened sheild he cleaves the hooligan in half , up the middle, the cops stop briefly to reload their guns, BANE pulls a frightening looking sword from his back the light beams from the glistening blade, BANE leaps into the air, and as quickly, lands by the police car, the sword as sharp as only BANE could get it, cuts the squad car in half at the front seats and back seats! the cops freak out, BANE re-sheathes the sword, closes his gauntlet sheild, squats, reaches into the bag, and pulls out the new arm, he will wear for enternity, with a hard hit the sensor pad, and a quicain sensors, and nano uber arm an the predator flesh painfully become one reason, BANE cries out both in pain and to lure the rouge bull predator from it's hiding place .................................not missing a beat the rouge bul predator drops what he is doing, and turns quickly trying , he triangulates the roaring scream.........................grabbing a old bio, one he had taken from a fallen commrade from a hunt gone wrong, the very reason, two ancient predators are about to fight to the death, a long wavered grudge between one clan and another.................................!
BANE controling the new arm, looks it over with his bio's visor making sure it will work for what it is intended for, the fingertips extend and open looking like bladed missle tips, double checking the the blade mechinism. also checking the guantlet computers on both wrists, the new hand ready for final combat, BANE awaits the rouge bull predator's arrival, and demise soon after!
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