[GAME] Kamen rider X Jojo's bizarre adventure

Fear gripped Jena as her core. What she had witnessed seemed to nightmarish to be real. Salvatore's stand mimicking Bart's had caught the young woman completely off guard. She willed her stand to evade it's oncoming attack with every ounce of brainpower she could muster. It was ultimately futile however. The creature reared back on it's legs in an attempt to suddenly turn. All that changed was where the attack landed.

a tennis ball sized hole was punched through the chest of her stand. An identical wound formed instantaneously on Jeana. As she felt the life drift out, her grip on the bar holding her up loosened. She came down loudly into the pool of blood that had formed beneath her.

The sound of sirens could be heard in the distance. No doubt due to Jean's gun fire earlier. The cell phones given to the members of team null began to ring/vibrate. When opened each team member would find a message consisting of a single word.

Escape.

Salvatore fell to his knees in exhaustion as his stand vanished. He felt like he had just run a marathon after not sleeping for several days. "Man...that..." he gasped in between breaths, "...really takes...it out...of you..." He tried to get back on his feet, but his body refused to move. The two consecutive fights, along with using that technique, had finally taken their toll on him. His eyes fluttered closed and darkness enveloped him.

He awoke to the sound of sirens drawing close and the phone in his pocket chiming. A quick check of the phone revealed two things: one, that he had only been out for a few minutes; and two, a message that simply read "Escape." Salvatore looked over at Jenna and the growing pool of blood. He hadn't intended to kill her. He knew it was always a possibility in a fight like this, and he had been aiming to end the fight...but he still didn't want it to end like that.

There would be enough time for that later. Right now, he needed to not be caught right near the dead woman. With a great amount of effort, he pulled himself to his feet. He dragged himself over to where Antonio had been flung, shaking him. "Hey, get up. We've gotta go." Hopefully Antonio still had some energy left in him. Otherwise Salvatore would have to carry him...and still being exhausted, he wasn't sure how far they'd get. On top of that, they still needed to find Keith, wherever he had run off to. "C'mon," he tried again. "we need to get out of here sooner rather than later!"

Everything was still hazy for Antonio. It took everything in him to remain conscious for the remainder of his and Salvatore's struggle against Jeana. Salvatore shaking him did little to remedy his dizziness, But his sense of urgency persuaded Antonio to attempt to stand up. With a great deal of effort he made it to his feet, But would need help doing anything beyond standing under his own power.

Someone watching Antonio carefully would notice that he never looked towards Jeana. He was intentionally looking away from the general direction, even as he talked to Salvatore. It would be even more noticeable when he became aware of the sirens and instinctively turned towards the source of the noise. His head nodded upward as his eyes would have caught sight of Jeana. He turned back to Salvatore.

"Wait...wheres the other guy..?" He would mutter weakly

Keith was resting with his back against the wall, and he could still feel the pain of the stab and his hand was shaking from its wounds. Looking over at the ground Keith saw what looked like a weird arrow, and he began to crawl over towards it and once in reach he would grab it and place it head first into his pocket. Keith would use his stand to help him up onto his feet, and to keep him steady as he reached down and grabbed his shirt. After throwing it over his shoulder Keith's phone would begin to vibrate, and after checking it he just shouted," Oh ****!" Keith wanted to choose the closest way out of this building, but he didn't know how to deal with the situation at hand.

Keith looked out a window and saw it was only a story off of the ground, but still it wasn't going to feel good, so he turned his back to the window and said," You better work dammit!" Keith hugged himself causing his stand to hug him and then he would hit the ground on his back after falling out of the window. Keith was shocked that even though his back was sore he still could get up, and he felt bad for his stand even though technically he was just feeling bad for himself. Keith got up and headed for his car and as soon as he got in he sent a text to Antonio saying," What the hell is a Golden Arrow?" After sending the text Keith would take it out and put it on the passenger seat.

"That idiot ran off on his own, remember?" Salvatore said as he put one of Antonio's arms over his shoulder. "We were going to go find him when she showed up." He gave a quick glance back at the corpse, taking one final look. Antonio seemed to be intentionally avoiding looking at her. Perhaps that was for the best. Salvatore started to lead Antonio away, but in his weakened state it was little more than a hobble. Of course, with Antonio just barely managing to stay upright, that was probably as fast as he could manage to go.

Unfortunately it wasn't long before Salvatore's already dwindling strength gave out. He managed to find a relatively secluded spot and set Antonio down before collapsing himself. "This isn't going to work," he gasped. "Neither one of us can walk. Dammit." He pulled out his phone and scrolled through the contacts. Fortunately, it seemed that the phone was already programmed with the rest of the team's numbers. He fired off a quick text message to Keith.

"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?"

From where he sat antonio clicked through the messages he recieved. He was a bit unsure of what he was being asked by keith. Even if he he'd seen the arrow discovered by his partner he'd be uncertian of what to tell him. In spite of his dizzyness in managed to string together enough button presses to send keith a somewhat coherient replay

"WHAT?"

Keith sighed as he got two text messages from his allies, and just figured they were in the ally from before. Keith rushed over in his mini cooper and threw the arrow in his glove box before heading over to the ally to pick his teammates up. After getting there he saw how wounded they were and he used his stand to help him be able to get out of the car, and carry his teammates into the car before saying,

" Guys...I killed that chameleon, but ya you two don't look to good I am going to have to fix the both of you up as soon as we get the hell outta here."

Keith would get back into the car sighing and feeling worst then he ever had in his life before driving away from the dead corpse of Jeana in the ally. While he was on the road rushing a bit he shouted,

" Wait there were two of them? Is that why no one came to save my ass from having a hole torn through me? Damn I'm sorry and for a second I was going to ditch you two thinking ya left me to die."

Keith would laugh aloud after his rude comment, and would sigh as he opened the glove box and handed the arrow to Antonio,

" That's the thing that I found...it was just lying on the ground while i was fixing myself up and I just decided I should take it then leave it there."

(Ooc: IDK If either of you guys have played the Jojo bizarre adventure: Gold whirlwind ps2 game, but for one fight you do play as Polneraff in his wheel chair like he is in part 5, and whenever he gets knocked down silver chariot helps him up...that was sorta what Keith was doing cause of his injuries.)

At first, Salvatore was content to just sit there and rest. He only half-listened to Keith as they made their getaway. Still, it would have been rude to ignore him...that, and Salvatore felt he needed to give him at least a little piece of his mind. "You were seriously going to leave us? Thanks a lot for that. Besides, we wouldn't have needed to come save you if you hadn't run off like an idiot!" He paused, feeling his exhaustion start to get the better of him. "Still, you did come back for us...so thanks. Good job with that chameleon too..even if I would have....liked to study it...." Any further words were lost as Salvatore let the exhaustion claim him and fell asleep.

With the help of keith's stand the still dazed Antonio got into keith car. A few seconds later he was handed the item keith had found. An almost otherworldly arrow. His groggyness fading. He looked up at keith who was driving at the moment.

"Where did this come from."

He immediatley thought to ask Salvatore about the item as well but discovered he had already passed out.

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Name: Jeana Anderson
Status: Dead
Stand: Top of the stairs

Name: Bart Gibson
Status: Alive
Stand: Karma Chameleon
Status: Neutralized.

Epilogue

As Keith drove and Salvatore slept, Antonio fiddled with the phone issued to him by B.O.A.R.D. He'd attempted to reply to whoever gave them the order to escape. As he eyed the number of the sender, the group received another message. This time it was an address. A small motel just beyond Vegas city limits. While it looked like the sort of establishment that would have "hourly rates" The group would be surprised to find straight laced professionally dressed types working behind the counter. Free WIFI ,complementary breakfasts, and cable TV. It was nice for such an tiny place.

Their individual rooms were clean and well kept. They were adjacent to one another with Antonio's in between the two and a separate set of doors connected to Keith and Salvatore's rooms respectively. The group was given an hour or two to settle in before they received another message. This time it was a question.

"Item Recovered?"

The team would use the phone to take a picture of the arrow picked up by Keith after defeating Gibson's stand. Before Antonio could send the picture the group received another message.

"Confirmed.
Mission complete.
Additional orders
-Protect recovered item
-Avoid contact with item whenever possible
-Standby for next mission at 0800 hours."

Antonio cycled through the text messages received from the anonymous B.O.A.R.D. member(s). The messages had a very distinct font. Something which shouldn't be available on a phone. Furthermore while the text style was the same, the number attached to each message was different. Either the messages were being sent from individuals in separate locations or the numbers were being randomly generated.

Even Antonio, who had joined the mission willingly was growing suspicious of the organization which employed him. He could only imagine his teammates felt the same.