Osaka Phase II Mission 1: Souls Set Aflame Sept 20, 2012 19:03:39 GMT -5
Post by DawgX on Sept 20, 2012 19:03:39 GMT -5
The erratic, glitchy black sphere called forth its ragtag army of alien killers for another round, another war.
It had been five days since the battle with the District 9 Aliens. Not even a whole week for the team to recover from the nightmares the Hunt gave them. The screams of mutations, the sounds of X-weapons going off, machines and alien weapons screeching and burning throughout the battlefield. But that was all in the past now and what matter was the now.
Shez was the first to be summoned to the dimly lit apartment. This was his second mission, would it be his last?
The beam began to draw another figure as the lone Shez moved out of the way. Tsukasa, who proved himself to be a tenacious Hunter, was finally drawn into the room.
One of Gantz' favorite newcomers, Zenpai, was next who of course had a nice big hard on bulging through his suit.
Ichirou stood there as his frame was fully drawn into the room. He looked around at who was there so far. Shez, Zenpai and Tsukasa. He frowned and walked to the back of the ball. Ichi leaned against the wall and sighed. "Damn. Hopefully we don't have any newcomers," Ichirou said.
Takao was next to be beamed in along with his massive Z-Gun. The gashes, cuts and bruises were all healed as if he was never attacked by the Yakuza. He'd have a hard time explaining this to his girlfriend.
The last of the Vets, Kyle, had been summoned. His life had changed ever since the Hunts and ever since he killed his murderer.
A time had past. No one else was summoned and Ichirous' wish was looking hopeful. But suddenly the ball began to stir. Beams shot out the top of the ball and began to draw a female. She was plain looking with no distinguishing features that made her stand out. She looked around surprised before quickly pressing her back against the wall behind her. "Spoke to soon."
Gantz drew in several more new members: Jean, Jun, Eddie and Yuuta thus ending the transfer.
Ichirou sighed once more heavily. He had his work cut out for him.