3rd Hunt : "Pumpkins May Cry"

[®onnie ®ude]

The 3^rd Hunt

"Pumpkins May Cry"

The door to the apartment clicked and opened. Someone had picked the lock and sighed as the light from outside shined into the apartment. When he entered into the hallway the door slammed shut behind him on its own accord.

"Shit..." He shouted not really sure if he was more pissed at the door closing or the fact that it startled him.

His gloved hands grasped the door handle and he attempted to open the door, but it wouldn't open. "Rusty, piece of shit...looks like theres no turning back now, eh?" He stated knowing he could probably find another way out anyways.

Instead of dwelling on it he entered the main room, a room in which he presumed was the living room. Inside he saw what he was looking for. It was Gantz, a black ball, but not only that. Inside, it held someone captive. Inside, it held....

"Dominique..." Montezno whispered as he approached the ball with an outstretched hand.

"I know ya can hear me...If ya can here me just give...Just give me a sign will ya?"He begged.

Romney Montezno pulled back his hood and the white hockey mask that he was wearing. "Its me...Monte. Just tell me how I can fix this and I'll get ya out of there...please!"

It was of no use...the ball remained cold to his touch and didn't seem to be responding. When he realized that this was to be expected he allowed his head to rest against the black ball.

"Ya know...you told me not to cry around you. Ya said crying was weak, but I can't help it...seeing you like this. Ya don't deserve this....Ya don't deserve this shit!!!" Montezno shouted, "Goddammit Domini-" He tried to state, but was cut off as the ball began to glow in a green aura.

Montezno noticed this and backed away from the ball as if expecting to see or hear her voice. When nothing was heard he attempted to touch the ball and was immediately electrocuted.

As it shocked him he saw her. He saw Dominique. However, she seemed pissed. As a matter of fact she seemed more pissed then usual.

It was as if she were attacking someone who just wanted to be near her. Instead of fighting the shocks that were now coursing through his body, Montezno merely allowed her to take her aggressions out on him.

When it was finally over he slumped to the ground on the verge of unconsciousness. Though before he closed his eyes he could barely make out a text displayed on the gantz ball.

@ V3553L +0 HuN+, +0 b35+0w ^^y w!LL, @nd +0 r3@P ^^y r3D3^^P+!0n.

@ V3553L +0 <@rry 0u+ wH@+ ^^u5+ b3 D0n3.

An hour later a laser withdrew from the Gantz ball. This laser began to form Jomo-mo-mo who didn't seem thrilled with the fact that this was her 3rd consecutive mission in three straight days. How many damn aliens could there possibly be in two months?

(Note: Hunts one and two both took place on the 30th and 31st of the last month)

Jomo glanced at the Gantz ball with a look of sorrow before noticing someone laying on the floor. It was Montezno!

Jomo let out a shreak of surprise and scurried over toward him despite them not being on talking terms. With concern in her ape-ish eyes she proceeded to try and wake him. When all else failed she tried pinching him...

"Ye-ouch! J-Jomo-what the fuck...Damn!" He shouted while rubbing his sore rear end.

Montezno glanced at her and then at the gantz ball before rubbing his head. 'Was that all a dream...' he thought to himself.

If so why was he there?

His eyes fell on Jomo and he gave her a look of confusion, before it shifted to annoyance. "What are ya doin here...Ya followed me here...didn't ya?" He asked as if already knowing the answer.

Jomo-mo-mo shook her head before going into a series of hand gestures. "No-no! I saw a noob on floor and it happened to be you..."

Romney's eyes narrowed. "So you did follow me..."

Jomo shook her head again and pointed to the Gantz Ball.

"No way...not another one already..." Montezno trailed off as lasers began withdrawing from the ball. "That makes three now...you've got ta be fuckin' kiddin' me!"

As the two people finished transcending into the room it was easy to tell that they were none other then Lance Fredrickson and Ami Ryousuke who was crying as he held her in his arms.

Montezno glanced at the black ball for presumedly the 10th time that day with an annoyed expression on his face. "Was it something I said or did? Why are we doing this shit again?!"

Gantz's only response was...

l<!LL +H3 g!rL...

[The Merc]

Lance held Ami in one of his arms as he came to realise that he was in the room, his other hand holding the sword he used to pole vault over the hordes of humans and humanoids below just moments before. He held her somewhat tightly to his body in an attempt to bring her comfort as he retained his same serious mood. His eyes scanned the room, and read the message on the ball. This didn't help Lances mood at all. He had to choose between his plans and payment. But, in the end his plans didn't really need to include her, it was simply easier. The job always came first for Lance.

Quietly, while he held her tightly to his body, Lances eyes drifted down to her, he didn't wait to give her time to realise what was happening, he simply began to rush the sword hilt towards her, aiming for her upper torso's side, extending the blade to about a meter in length to make it hard for her to simply move to the side and avoid it. He was planning, that once she was on his sword, he'd start cutting down, causing as much damage as possible to make her irreparable. His face didn't change one bit from it's hard expression. He was now showing his true self. Emotionless, logical, hired gun.

[®onnie ®ude]

Montezno read the Gantz ball not really sure what to make of it.'What girl?' He contemplated in thought. He then heard Jomo-mo-mo screech and he turned to see her pointing at two Gantzers.

One of the Gantzers was Lance and the other was Ami, a girl. "Oh shit..." he cursed as he drew for his katana.

He could see that Lance had read the ball as well and he was obliging with Gantz's unreasonable request. And Montezno, despite seeing a lot of foul shit in his life, couldn't dare speak on what he was witnessing.

Lance was holding her tightly with a cold expressionless look on his face. His eyes drifted down to her, as if hoping not to give her time to realize what was happening, he simply prepared to rush the sword hilt towards her, aiming for her upper torso's side, extending the blade to about a meter in length to make it hard for her avoid it if she were to try and move.

Montezno was disgusted at what he was seeing. The fact that Lance's face showed no remorse and instead of having a tear in his eye he held a vacant gaze that made the male veteran want to throw up. Lance was showing his true self and neither Jomo or Montezno were pleased to meet it.

Lance would feel Ami breathing in his arms as his blade grew ever closer to her back. Just as soon as were about to impale her, Lance's right shoulder was impaled by another blade instead.

If Lance were to look up he'd see Montezno scowling at him as if he were the sickest scum he had ever laid eyes on. "Don't ya touch her mother fucker...Dominique would never ask ANYONE to do that. So you just calm your ass down..." Montezno spat before twisting the katana in the man's shoulder to administer even more pain."Let her go...NOW!" he ordered with murderous tone in his voice.

Ami Ryousuke heard Montezno say this and shifted so that she could see what he was shouting about. She then felt the katana that was sided with her back and winced inwardly as tears rolled down her cheeks.

Why was he doing this? Lance loved her, didn't he?


Meanwhile the Gantz Ball's text became more demanding as Jomo began to screech at it...

l<!LL H3r(!) l<!LL H3r n0w(!)

[Defectron]

Several more lasers began to come out of the ball as Kiba began to materialize along with Monteznos couch which he was still clinging to. Montezno might be pissed about this normally, but right now he had his hands full with more important matters. As soon as Kiba finished materializing the couch toppled over with a thud spilling himself onto the floor. He had made it just barely, that had been a little too close.

"Uhh sorry about your couch...whoah...whats going on here?" Kiba noticed Montezno had just stuck his sword to lance and the ball was displaying a strange message.

"Kill the girl?" Kiba glanced back at Ami, was it talking about her? Why did it want them to kill her? Or was it talking about another girl?

[natewolfman]

~As his leader snapped back at him, matsuda for the first time since this all started really got a good look in her eyes and could tell there was nothing left of his original leader, she was consumed, obsessed, the clan was dead and as far as he was concerned... so was she. The young biker turned to walk away and was instantly confronted with the evil creature, but he caught only a glimpse before everything went dark... ~
The Gantz beam shined bright almost instantly after Kiba appeared, Slowly from the head down Matsuda Yamagata appeared. Yamagata fell to his knees 'what had happened?... where am I?...' slowly he looked around the room, 'a man who looks like he belongs in a forest... a samuri?... a monkey... and a giant... black ball...
"... I Died didn't I?" He stated matter of factly, a month earlier this would have been very strange but between the insane rabbit creatures and his leaders mental breakdown... this was nothing.

[Tame]

As Anthony teleported into the room he found himself momentarily relieved. It meant seeing the others, and he wasn't in any danger from the rabbit aliens. Then he remembered teleporting into Gantz' room most likely meant having to fight a lot of other nasty aliens instead, amd the relief vanished.

As the room came into view, he saw that several other Gantzers had arrived. There was the jungle boy, a guy he didnt' recognise, the chimp, the hockey mask guy, and the guy and the girl he had encountered during the previous mission. What he could see was almost as bad as fighting aliens - teammates fighting among themselves. Both the men had their swords drawn. One's was pointing at the girl, the other had impaled the first guy's right shoulder.

'Shit, what's happening?!' Anthony exclaimed as he drank in the scene. He glanced at each of the others in turn, then at Gantz. "Kill the girl" it directed. He looked back the two men with swords drawn and understood. Backing away he kept his eyes on the two men.

[nishi]

Michael materialized into the room sitting on the floor with his knife to his neck, as a trickle of blood ran from his neck he stopped pushing the blade and looked at the new place he had been taken to. He slowly brought the knife away from his neck and stood up looking at the strange situation that seemed to be unfolding.
"So theres Otaku's in hell huh?"

Michael turned around noticing the sight outside the window.
"Tokyo tower?"
Michael moved closer to the window placing his free hand on the window, well as close as it could get at least. He had studied Japan and took great interest in it, he had hoped to come here some day.
'I'm in Japan? I wonder......Heaven or Hell?'

[jjrev609]

Justin was next to enter the room. The lasers materialized him in a huddled over position as if he were stabbed in the stomach. He straightened himself out and looked at his stomach and foot.

"The hell, what happened and where am I?" Justin asked a loud. He looked at the people in the room and the commotion. "Who are these people?" He said under his breath while clutching one of his sticks that were hanging out of his bag. However one person stood out to him from the crowd. As soon as he laid eyes on him Justin knew there was something strange going on.

"You, where's the bitch at?" Justin shouted toward Matsuda.

[The Merc]

Lance clutched the wound in his shoulder, causing him to release Ami from his grip and sort of push her away from him, a bit of a shock look crossed his face for a moment at the realisation that he had been attacked, but that passed by quickly as his gaze turned towards Tez, and he decided it was time to be done playing his games.

"The controller issued us with an instruction." Lance began, shortly after more people began to teleport into the room. He placed his sword on the ground, close to him so he could easily pick it up once more if he needed to defend or attack. And, no longer clutching his wound with that hand either, he began to perform some sloppy one handed sign language directed towards Jomo. Lances message to Jomo read 'The ball gave us an order. While I keep their attention, carry it out.'

"The controller gives us instructions, arms us, and lets us live, so long as we follow it's instructions of killing nominated targets. The killing of another is small act if we are permitted to live with gear that is not normally accessible by the public. Many of you have failed to realise that point, I can see that. Even if it's one of us we have to kill, if it means the rest of us may live, then so be it. But it is understandable that the person themself wont be to keen on the idea." Lance stopped for a moment, waiting for what he had said so far to sink in before continuing. "Those who remain loyal to the controller, and in turn the squad, will be provided with gadgets and weapons that are also not normally accessable to the public. So long as the controller pays the highest price, I'll follow it's orders til I die for good. Those of you who wish to see a longer lasting life, then I would advise you also follow the controllers orders. If something can bring us back from death, then obviously it can just as easily put us back in there." Lance paused once more, before moving onto the finale of his speech.

"So everyone, you now have a choice. Live and fight forever with me, til you grow old and die, or die with this emotion controlled idiot in the very near future for not following a simple order." Lance finished saying, picking up his sword once more with his free hand, he moved to also dislodge himself from Tez's blade, and stand ready for whatever assault may come at him, hoping Jomo would carry out his instruction.

[Virtuoso]

The lasers formed Luke next. He was up against the wall, looking as if he had just been slammed into it with a great force. Once he had completely materialized, he stumbled, but quickly regained his composure.
"What--" he muttered as he took in his surroundings. He appeared to be in an apartment, and must still have been in Tokyo judging as he could see Tokyo tower out the window. There were eight other people in the room: seven guys and one girl. There was also a chimp. One of the guys had impaled another through the shoulder with a sword. The second was holding a sword of his own, and seemed to be wrapping up a speech.
"So everyone, you now have a choice. Live and fight forever with me, til you grow old and die, or die with this emotion controlled idiot in the very near future for not following a simple order." he said.
Luke had no idea what this guy was talking about, until he noticed a large black ball at one end of the room. On it was written a message: l<!LL H3r(!) l<!LL H3r n0w(!)
Judging by the hurt look on the girl's face, this guy had been trying to kill her. Being as the last thing he remembered was getting hit by a car, Luke had at first been more concerned with his own well-being. But he didn't like to see innocent people get hurt, and he had no reason to believe this girl deserved to die. Apparently, the "emotion controlled idiot" who had impaled the other guy felt the same way.
"What the hell's goin' on here?" Luke asked noone in particular.

[natewolfman]

Matsudo stood crouched down leaning against the far wall as he listened to a speech by lance. 'goddamn, i hate long winded people...' he thought to himself, and quickly grew bored with him. One by one he watched more people materialize 'is this what happened to me?' he thought to himself trying to piece it all together, the young biker knew this was all connected with those creatures in the subway and everything that has happened lately but before he could dish out any real questions Justin stepped in.
"You, where's the bitch at?" At first Yamagata had no idea who the kid was.
"who the fuck..." as his words poured out he remembered, he hadn't cared who the person was and barely even saw his face.
"oh ya... ha ha your the little twerp that got his ass kicked by Makoto! Just sit down and shut the fuck up kid." As he spoke he slowly stood and wrapped his large metal chain around his knuckles, his eyes never diverting from Justin's.

[jjrev609]

Is this guy for real? Justin thought after listening to Lance's speech. He wanted to understand it more but another issue needed to be attended to.

"Last time I checked the bitch 'killed' me and you watched and tried to stop her, so I can only assume you were the true bitch of the two, and if you wanna fight I have no problem with that." Justin said while smiling. He took off his bag and dropped it at his side. The martial artist took a deep breath and and slowly shifted into a Muay Thai kickboxing stance, his feet slightly apart, bouncing on his toes, and his hands open and up near his head.

"Come on, two bucks says I beat you with no more than four kicks." Justin said with a smirk.

[Ecker]

Just after he got smashed on the ground, James found himself flying into the room on the moment he was materialized, hitting the floor with his face.

"Ouch! This hurts... What happened?" said, as he stood up and looked around, seeing that horrific scene just like Luke saw, with just and add-on, which was Luke himself. It was fucking insane, he didn't understand nothing. 10 seconds ago he was feeling the bus' window hitting his face, and crashed it as he got smashed on the ground.

He got no words to express his confused feelings, so he just stayed there, seeing that without understanding nothing and with the mouth open, with a shocked expression.

"I... died?... Where am I?!...Uh...", said James, after got his mouth working well again.

[Defectron]

After materializing Kiba looked around the room to see what exactly was going on. Apparantly the black ball wanted them to kill Ami for some reason which was what all this commotion was about. Although Kiba had killed things for the black abll before he just didn't feel like killing her. It wasn't because she was human, Kiba never felt all that close to his race anyway so killing a person to him wasn't all that much different then killing an animal or an alien. But it just didn't feel right to kill someone who looked that helpless. Not wanting to get involved in this Kiba walked over tot he wall and sat down. If things got too out of hand he might step in and beat the crap out of some of these people, but right now he had to focus on putting his uit on which he began to do regardless of anyone who might be watching him change.

[nishi]

Michael had taken another quick glance around the room as it seemed someone was trying to make some point in a speech. While turning his head back toward the window he saw the writing on the ball.
'l<!LL H3r(!) l<!LL H3r n0w(!)?'
"What the hell does that say? Kill Her?"

Michael tightened his grip on his knife as he began to look back out the window.
"Japanese? Yeah they must be if this is Tokyo. Why the fuck do we know what their saying then? I'm not exactly fluent with the lingo. Who knows, could be dead remember? Hmm seems you even fucked that up. What did that guy say again? The controller gave the instructions? Yeah, so you think that ball is the controller? Possible. Bring us back from death? But then were alive?"

Michael seemed to be talking to himself in a low tone, it was a tactic he had began to use a few years back as a way to induce a split personality, it goes without saying that it never worked. But now he used it when alone to pass time or help himself to memorize or even figure out situations. Michael brought his knife up to the invisible force that prevented him from touching the window and moved the blade across it over and over.
"The controller? Of life and death? I had assumed there was a creator but I don't know, is this in one sense God? possible, yes. Or in essence a Devil? Enticing us to kill the little bug? Stomp the insect out of existence? Hmm."

Once again he seemed to be talking to himself in the same low tone.

[KßзŁŁ]

Zerojii began teleporting into the room near the entrance to the Monobike area on his knees, gritting his teeth against the pain he had been feeling prior to the sending. He laughed slowly as he got to his feet, sensing no more pain, and looked at his knees for a moment. Reaching up to his neck nodes with his left hand, he felt that they were now intact. It seemed they were the key to keeping the rest of his suit functional; he'd have to remember that.

Suddenly Zerojii broke out of his moment of solace and looked around him. He was back in the room he had come to after all that had happened just a night before... He saw the ball he had ignored displaying some green text. Zerojii decided to walk over to it, not really caring much about having to push past anyone in his way. It wanted them to kill the girl... he was tired of sitting around, and the girl hadn't done much of anything at all that he'd witnessed the night before. It seemed that most people's attention was on Lance, and he figured Montezno might give him the benefit of the doubt at this point, so he walked past him casually and attempted to slash at the girl's neck. He wanted to behead her, and get on with whatever the ball had brought them there for. After swiping at the girl's head, Zerojii would try to get back to the other wall, towards the ball and into the corner behind it. He would use it as cover and try to protect his neck nodes as best he could.

[Benry]

Back again at the room, T-Bag missed Lance's cheesy talk, not that it would have much effect on him. The first thing he noticed was what was happening in the center of the room; Lance was stabbed and it looked that Montezno had done it. T-Bag smirked, although he didn't understand why but soon he realized. The ball had gave them orders to kill Ami and it looked like Montezno didn't agree. Shit! He wished he had a gun or a sword so he could do the job, not because the ball ordered so, but because he would gladly do it; Ami had revealed his true face last mission. But right now there wasn't much he could do. That's what you get for stealing my sword. T-Bag thought while looking at Lance. Then his gaze shifted to some new arrivals on the room. There were quite a few but T-Bag could not help but notice the guy who was taking a karate stance it seemed (not that he understood much) and another one with a big metal chain wrapped around his knuckles. Having the suit, T-Bag also had the guts to step between the two and end the fight. He didn't want to fight them as they could get the suit later on and be a big problem so he would just act like a "veteran" and a strong guy and end the fight.

"Yo big guy!" He said as he got in front of the two talking to Matsudo. "Ya better chill the fuck out if ya don't want me to do it. We've got more important matters than your bitch fighting. This applies to you to." He said turning towards Justing. "Keep it outside the room." He said with a confident tone because he really was confident, cause he had the suit so it all came down if those two would try to attack him or not.

He really wanted to see where this "drama" that was happening in the center of the room would lead. However he could already see it. It is inevitable that there is gonna be division and the team would split in two.

[natewolfman]

Matsuda opened his mouth as if to interject to T-bag but thought better of it.
"Hes right, this isn't the time... nor the place... we'll settle this later if you insist on it." The biker lessened the grip on his chain, he would take special note of this man who stepped between them as well as those causing the commotion in the center as they seem to know what is going on better then he. Keeping his eye on the kid in front of him he slowly slumped up against the wall once again only a foot or two away from where Kiba had rested, these people seemed violent and if he wanted to get out of here he needed answers.
"Tell me... it seems none of this is new to you... what are we doing here?" His voice was directed back to T-bag but his eyes did not leave Justin's.

[Al]

Scott had been transferred into the apartment before he even noticed he was dying inside that wreck. When he had been fully transferred he looked around the room, feeling strange to enter into such a tense atmosphere and immediatly saw the ball, but Lance made his speech soon, and after listening he was still wondering if this shit had been real or was he knocked out somewhere in that vehicle. He recognized Lance on the spot, but that wasn't what had been bothering him.

Scott had been trying to get used to seeing through his left eye alone for about a month now, but now he could see out of it as if Lance had never gouged his right eye out. Just the sight of him angered him greatly, and he already experienced being attacked by this particular person once and he also seemed to know what was going on, so he let his feelings go.

After he had been nagged at internally to look around some more he saw the words on the black ball, yet felt his head spin from this whole situation, he sat down cross-legged near a wall and looked out the window and saw Tokyo Tower.

"It'd be funny if that this was all some kind of dream. What next, I'm actually in The States? But still...this guy(Lance) doesn't seem the otaku type, well he kinda does but more like some drill sergant wannabe..." Scott thought, still drifting off into his own little world. But came back to reality after Matsuda spoke and hoped to find answers to a few things out, even if they were not the answers he wanted.

[Benry]

"It seems like you're a smart man." T-Bag said to Matsuda. "You may believe me or not, but what I'm telling you is the truth." He said as he too leaned against the wall watching the drama unfold. None of this had any emotional impact on him, well if you call an emotional impact finding funny the current situation, then yes. "Basically, when special people die, they get transfered here." He said as he leaned at Matsuda, whispering in his ears so no one else would listen. "And you my friend..." he said as he put his hand over Matsuda "are one of them." He finished poking him in the stomach. "This is no game. If ya wanna survive stay close with me because as you can see... these guys all think they are the leaders and they're not even explaining to you what is happening. I'll explain to you what you gotta do once the ball opens. yes, it opens." T-Bag said smirking.

[jjrev609]

Justin was in awe, how can someone's head be so big? He started at T-Bag with his mouth hanging wide open. He didn't even want to fight anymore, how could he with a distraction like that?

That shit is HUGE! Justin shook off the thought and looked at Lance.

"I feel this is all wrong, there can't be any reason or any good coming from killing another person, please tell me and help me understand why should we really listen to what you say and this controller you speak of."

[Virtuoso]

Luke didn't like the look of what was going on. One guy was trying to kill another who had apparently been trying to kill a girl because of a message that had appeared on a black ball. More people were materializing out of lasers that had come from the black ball. He kept his eyes on the three in the middle of the room. Whoever they were, they could be dangerous. Luke slipped his left hand into his pocket and closed it around his pocket knife. He didn't want to hurt anyone, but from the looks of things, these people weren't too reluctant to attack one another, and he might have to defend himself. He noticed another boy about his age (Justin) who was trying to reason with the hurt man in the middle (Lance). Justin and Luke seemed to be in the same position: neither of them was completely sure what was going on but did not want to see innocent people getting hurt.
"He's right," Luke said after Justin finished speaking. "I don't see any reason to hurt this girl. Now, from the looks of it, some of you have been here before, while some of us have not. If one of you could just explain to the rest of us what's going on here," he said to both Lance and Montezno, "we could find some kind of peaceful resolution to this problem."

[natewolfman]

Matsuda was instantly uncomfortable with how close this guy got, but what he was saying seemed so strange he decided not to interject as he normally would. 'Strange? ha, what can i call strange after these last couple days...' he thought to himself.
"The ball opens up?... i suppose your entire merit will ride on that statement." His voice was also lowered to keep others from hearing, although Something was unsettling about this man he could see from most of the other's, something was happening and he did not want to get involved.
"I'm Matsuda Yamagata... Call me Yama." The biker was now studying the others in the room, this was alot bigger then he thought and would have to be very careful with his actions.

[angryman101]

Dino was quite baffled. one minute he was walking home from the local instrument shop and the next he was walking towards a wall in a room where there were many strange and angrily active people. Blood had been spilled, there was a large ball in the back half of the room which seemed to absorb light and turn it into darkness, and an ape. An ape?
With his back to a corner, he slid down and sat. He had been raised to be open-minded and flexible, adapting to any situation like water, but....this was a bit much. He noticed that some of the room's occupant's were wearing strange, skintight suits. He didn't know what the fuck kinda dream he was in, but he might as well enjoy it while it lasted. He unzipped the new Strat's case, took the guitar out, tuned it, and strummed a few jazz pieces as he observed the group's interaction. Whatever was going on, it would no doubt be an interesting spectacle.

[Ecker]

After he questioned the whole room and himself, James found only one thing to do: Observe. He stayed just listening everything, seeing that people were trying to kill each other and such. It was very odd, but he just like, ignored it (Or tried to). So, he started to listen to a guy who just appeared on the room and began saying a lot of things, about the ball that would open and such. He stayed there, still shocked, just waiting for the ball to open (or not), to see if him was trust able. If he was, James would do what he say... maybe.

"This is too messed up... I can't understand anything... Fuck", he thought.

[jjrev609]

"You know what, forget what I asked I've got other things to attend to." Justin said as he changed his focus back to Matsuda.

"Get up, we were gonna fight before, why should we listen to this big-headed bondage freak and then act like nothing happened? Square up bitch, I'm still gonna knock you the fuck out with four kicks!" Justin shouted as he resumed his fighting stance from before, awaiting Matsuda to rush him.



(Note: Stay in character man...)

[natewolfman]

The Biker looked down on the kid with a crooked smile.
"Listen kid... A week earlier i wouldn't have let god himself stop me from kicking your ass up and down this bitch... But sit down and shut up whatever this is, is bigger then you and me." His words were true, before all this had happened Yamagata would never have allowed ANYONE to talk to him like that or even interfere, but he was focused now, and needed more information. He smiled once more, and with an overly condescending tone.
"Forget your two bucks." Slowly he pull a wad of cash out his pocket. "The second we are out of this room ill put two-hundred to kick your ass, but know this, only one man has ever fought me and lived... and Tam Wei is 100X the fighter you will ever be." The street punk crossed his arms over his chest and gave a slight chuckle obviously still trying to get under his skin.

[®onnie ®ude]

Kiba was next to spawn from out of the ball. As soon as he finished materializing he toppled over with a thud spilling himself onto the floor. He had made it just barely, but that had been a little too close for comfort. He'd need to learn to keep a better eye on his suit in the future or he probably wouldn't be so lucky next time around.

"Uhh...whoah...whats going on here?" Kiba asked as if baffled, noticing Montezno's blade extended and piercing into the shoulder of Lance as he held his own katana at her back poising to slice her in two.

“What the hell IS goin' on here?” Luke Lloyd asked as well, moments after teleporting in himself and seeing the scene before him.

“I don't know...rookie, what the hell are ya doin, eh?” Montezno asked Lance rhetorically going as far as to give the blade another twist, whilst receiving a wince of pain from Lance Fredrickson.

As the stare down between Lance and Montezno prolonged another laser then crossed over Montezno's extended blade. The person who it made was Matsuda Yamagata. When he regained his composure he glanced at all the occupants of the room before asking, "... I Died didn't I?"

Jomo-mo-mo smacked her face when she heard this and directed her attention back on Lance as Kiba glanced at the Gantz ball. “Kill the girl?" Kiba asked glancing back at Ami, was it talking about her? Why did it want them to kill her? Or was it talking about another girl?

“No...were not-” Montezno tried to correct, before he was interrupted by Lance.

"The controller issued us with an instruct-" Lance reasoned, clutching the wound in his shoulder.

“I don't give a fuck! Let her go!” Montezno ordered. He then added. “I'm not going to ask you again...”


During this time someone shouted, “'Shit, what's happening?!” sounding as if the voice belonged to Anthony Hastings as another laser materialized another teenager posing to be the most pathetic looking of the bunch.

Instead, of being loud he began talking to himself as if he were a sociopath or a psychopath in its first dormant stages. This was normal for people like Michael Heins and despite what he was discussing with himself, he easily went unnoticed.



Meanwhile, Lance finally released Ami Ryousuke who was a shivering, crying wreck by now. Her form flopped off to the side and she quickly gathered her legs up to her chest and sat in a corner as far away as she could away from Lance. If Lance were to glance at the expression on her face he'd probably see a terrified seventeen year old girl who had just had her heart broken and her life threatened all at the same time.

"T-the controller...issued us with an instruction." Lance attempted once again.

“ 'the controller', eh? So let me get this shit straight. You...were about to kill this girl just because a fucking ball asked you to? Are ya outta ya fucking mind, loco?” he asked Lance wanting to degrade him as much as he could. He wasn't in the mood for this shit with Dominique on his mind and he was beginning to grow impatient.

"The controller? Of life and death? I had assumed there was a creator but I don't know, is this in one sense God? possible, yes. Or in essence a Devil? Enticing us to kill the little bug? Stomp the insect out of existence? Hmm."Michael stated more to himself rather then to anyone else from by the window.

“Hey, hey, hey, hey!” Montezno said nodding to Michael while keeping Lance in his sight. Michael happened to snap out of his thoughts the moment he heard the veteran attempt to get his attention and turned with a look of confusion on his face.

When Montezno saw that he had the weirdo's attention he spoke,“Ya you. Shut up...” That guy was beginning to give him a headache. Sooner or later the boy would not only be talking to himself, but wouldn't even be able to get a word in.


Just then, Justin entered the room along with James Bunnark...

"I... died?... Where am I?!...Uh..." James mumbled to himself and looking from left to right as if flabbergasted.

Justin on the other hand made his presence known as soon as he laid eyes on Matsuda Yamagata

"You, where's the bitch at?" Justin shouted toward Matsuda. while clutching one of his sticks that were hanging out of his bag.

At first Yamagata had no idea who the kid was.

"Wha?..Who the fuck..." as his words poured out he remembered, he hadn't cared back in the subway who the person was that Makoto killed and barely even saw Justin's face. "Oh ya...ha ha your the little twerp that got his ass kicked by Makoto! Just sit down and shut the fuck up kid." He said, sounding pretty intimidating as he spoke slowly, stood and wrapped his large metal chain around his knuckles, his eyes never diverting from Justin's.

Justin seemed unphased by the other teens big remarks. Smirking arrogantly, he responded with, "Last time I checked the bitch 'killed' me and you watched and tried to stop her, so I can only assume you were the true bitch of the two, and if you wanna fight I have no problem with that." He took off his bag and dropped it at his side. Then the teen with the martial artist background took a deep breath and and slowly shifted into a Muay Thai kickboxing stance, his feet slightly apart, bouncing on the balls of his feet, and his hands open and up near his head.

With his rather cocky smirk he has been known to flash since arriving he issued Matsuda the joust, "Come on, two bucks says I beat you with no more than four kicks."

"Yo big guy!" Someone called out to Matsuda even though Justin was an inch taller. Either way at least someone was going to attempt to interfere and mediate between the two disputing teens. Surprisingly enough it was Theodore Bagwell and no one had really even noticed him teleport in! Unlike many of the others he stood off to the side and observed the situation, saw an issue and proceeded to try and stop it before it escalated into anything major.

(Note: I had no clue wtf Theodore was trying to say...so I improvised.)

He approached them stating, "Ya better chill the fuck out if ya don't want me to to get involved. We've got more important matters than your bitch fighting. This applies to you too." He said turning towards Justin. "Keep it outside the room." He reasoned in a confident tone probably only because, he was wearing a suit.

As Justin's mouth widened at the size of Theodore's cranium, Matsuda opened his mouth for another reason. He had been about to decline Theodore's words of truce, but thought better of it. "Hes right, this isn't the time... nor the place... we'll settle this later if you insist on it." The biker agreed loosening his grip on his chain.

He then glanced once more at Justin's amazed expression before addressing the Big-Headed Con-man once more."Tell me... it seems none of this is new to you... what are we doing here?" His voice directing back to Theodore, but his eyes not leaving Justin.

"It seems like you're a smart kid." Theodore responded. "You may believe me or not, but what I'm telling you is the truth. Basically, when special people die, they get transfered here." He said as he leaned in closer to Matsuda, whispering in his ear so no one else would listen. "And you my friend..." he said as he put his hand over Matsuda "are one of them." He finished poking him in the stomach and ignoring how uncomfortable Matsuda looked when he did it. "This is no game. If ya wanna survive stay close with me because as you can see... these guys all think they are the leaders and they're not even explaining to you what is happening. I'll explain to you what you gotta do once the ball opens. yes, it opens."

"The ball opens up?... I suppose your entire merit will ride on that statement." His voice was lowering to keep others from hearing. "I'm Matsuda Yamagata... Call me Yama." Yama-Yamagata stated, thus introducing himself.

Theodore didn't want their bickering to get in the way of him witnessing the team fall apart in front of his very eyes and he was glad Yama-Yamagata was showing such promise in co-operation.

However as Scott Rhymer teleported in, Justin recovered from his stupor, cleared his throat and spoke, “Why should we really listen to what you say and 'this controller' you speak of." saying this as he pointed toward the Gantz Ball and its green text. “Weren't we gonna fight before, why should we listen to this big-headed bondage freak and then act like nothing happened? Square up bitch, I'm still gonna knock you the fuck out with four kicks!" Justin shouted as he resumed his fighting stance from before, awaiting Yama-Yamagata to accept his challenge.


Yama-Yamagata looked up at Justin with a crooked smile. "Listen kid... A week earlier I wouldn't have let god himself stop me from kicking your ass up and down this bitch... But sit down and shut up whatever this is, is bigger then you and me." His words were true, before all this had happened. Yama-Yamagata would never have allowed ANYONE to talk to him like that or even interfere, but he was focused now, and needed more information. He smiled once more, and with an overly condescending tone. "Forget your two bucks." Slowly he pulled a wad of cash out his pocket. "The second we are out of this room I'll put two-hundred to kick your ass, but know this, only one man has ever fought me and lived... and Tam Wei is 100 times the fighter you will ever be." The street punk crossed his arms over his chest and gave a slight chuckle obviously still trying to get under his skin.


Meanwhile...


Lance placed his sword on the ground, close to him so he could easily pick it up. And without clutching his wound with that hand either, he began to perform some sloppy one handed sign language directed towards Jomo.

Jomo read it as, ”The ball gave us an order. While I keep their attention, carry it out.” As soon as she read it she looked up at Montezno and aimed her Y-gun at Lance once again ready to shoot.

When Montezno noticed this he cleared his throat, stopping her before speaking, “Don't...ya can't hate the guy for trying to get away with that one...Even though, I think I despise his ass already...”

When Lance saw that there were others present and his attempt to form an alliance with Jomo failed he began to explain himself. "The controller gives us instructions, arms us, and lets us live, so long as we follow it's instructions of killing nominated targets. The killing of another is small act if we are permitted to live with gear that is not normally accessible by the public. Many of you have failed to realize that point, I can see that. Even if it's one of us we have to kill, if it means the rest of us may live, then so be it. But it is understandable that the person targeted wont be to keen on the idea." Lance stopped for a moment, waiting for what he had said so far to sink in before continuing.

"Those who remain loyal to the controller, and in turn the squad, will be provided with gadgets and weapons that are also not normally accessible to the public. So long as the controller pays the highest price, I'll follow it's orders til I die for good. Those of you who wish to see a longer lasting life, then I would advise you also follow the controllers orders. If something can bring us back from death, then obviously it can just as easily put us back in there." Lance paused once more, before moving onto the finale of his speech.

"So everyone, you now have a choice. Live and fight forever with me, til you grow old and die, or die with this emotion controlled idiot in the very near future for not following a simple order." Lance finished saying, picking up his sword once more with his free hand, but as he attempted to move to also dislodge himself from Montezno's blade he was pinned down by it against the wall by Montezno.

“The only one who's controlled is you mother fucker...so how bout' I cut your ass now...in a spot where hopefully you'll bleed to death. That way ya won't have to worry about takin' shit from anyone, but the devil himself.” Montezno spat crudely.

Jomo-mo-mo bared her teeth at Lance before tapping Montezno on his leg quickly, raising a hand gesture that said, “I got this, this one's mine!”

With Montezno's free hand he patted her on the head and Jomo rolled her eyes in annoyance. “This has nothin' to do with ya Jomo...If anyone here is gonna kill em' its gonna be me.”

Jomo-mo-mo heard this and frowned at Montezno. It seemed he was still mad at her about what happened yesterday. Why couldn't he just see that she wanted to tell him? Why did he have to be such a jackass about it?

“Jomo's a girl...if the noob kills her and he is wrong, I'll be next!” Jomo gestured, but Montezno hadn't been paying attention to her anymore.

“Look at me...” Montezno stated to Lance allowing him to see how pissed off he was by his eyes. “You don' know shit...Ya gotta be fucking kidding me with this...You have no fucking clue what your talking about and have only have been here for two damn hunts! Only two!” He shouted as he raised two fingers for confirmation. He then glanced at his fingers nodding to each one. “Uno...dos!”

As Montezno did this, another unnoticed occupant of the room, Luke Lloyd spoke up, "He's right," Luke said. "I don't see any reason to hurt this girl. Now, from the looks of it, some of you have been here before, while some of us have not. If one of you could just explain to the rest of us what's going on here," he said to Lance and Montezno, "we could find some kind of peaceful resolution to this problem."



Suddenly, Ami looked up at the occupants of the room hiding the smirk on her face with her arms that were folded over her knees. It was weird that she'd do this considering the fact that she had just been crying soundlessly only sheer moments ago.

However, despite the conversation going on she happened to glance to the left side of the ball when Zerojii Kenpachi entered the room. She kept her eyes on him as he looked at the Gantz Ball, at the message it displayed and later at her.

She then stood as Zerojii, knocked down Scott Rhymer and Luke Lloyd in order to charge at her. By time he reached her she was already standing and smirked at him as her eyes flashed green. In that single solitary moment an invisible wall or force of some sort collided into him and sent him flying into Mako who had just teleported in.

“Ow...that really hurt...” Mako Mitsuhara whined as she tried to get Zerojii off of her.

If the others in the room would look in Ami's direction they'd see her smirking almost seductively as another Gantzer appeared to be strumming his guitar in the corner. This person was none other then Dino Kordango and when he looked up, Ami mimicked the motion of rolling an invisible ball and threw it at his guitar, shattering it into wooden pieces.

When Montezno saw this he immediately retracted his blade and turned to face the Mime Alien obviously posing as Ami Ryousuke. “Shit...how the fuck did it...” he began to state, before his eyes widened and he glanced briefly at Lance. “What a fuckin' day this is turning out to be...” he hissed as the Ami poser acted as if she just noticed Lance. She then smiled innocently at him before blowing a kiss in his direction.

Lance would then hear her whisper to him telepathically, "Aww...Lance don't you love me anymore?"

[KßзŁŁ]

Zerojii got up quickly, realizing he might have a chance to catch the mime alien off guard. He began moving towards the mime and trying to avoid the other people still sprawled on the floor. He meant to thrust his katana towards the mime's crotch, between it's legs; if he managed to stick it, he would try to swing it up towards the ceiling in a 'gut ripper' motion to slice the mime nearly in half.

[Tame]

From his spot by the back wall, Anthony watched events unfolding silently. He didn't want to get involved in one of these life-threatening arguments so just watched keenly, processing everything, whilst ignoring most of the new "recruits" as they teleported in. Lance's arrogant speech annoyed him intensely; like sticking with him would guarantee survival. And as Montezno pointed out that Lance had only been on two hunts, it obviously meant that he, Montezno had been on a lot more. Anthony also had no urge to kill the girl. It might have been partly because he was scared to get involved, partly because she seemed harmless, partly because this room was meant to be the safest part of the hunt. It annoyed him slightly that this haven from aliens was being disrupted and that people might die in here.

Anthony hadn't been looking at Ami as her eyes first flashed green. His attention was brought to her by Zerojii charging towards with a sword in hand, knocking aside two new Ganzters in order to get to her. He saw him being violently thrown aside into a girl who had been on the previous hunt, then looked from him to the girl. She was smiling slyly in a way that seemed completely opposite to her usually shy manner. 'A Mime alien!' Anthony thought at once. Without his gun he was unarmed save for his suit, so he remained against the wall, readying himself for an attack by her.