Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20140503224606/@comment-24080120-20140512220611

Later on, a short while after the ascension, the dropships have already reached their destination. The train is now located just below them, all they have to do now is drop there. Feral stood up and Blood followed him with his hood covering his facial expression, He was clearly reluctant to go with this heist, but he had no choice. They stood at the back of the dropship as the pilots slowly opened the hatch. The air was blowing so hard at both of them, but the brothers just stood there, unfazed by the harsh wind current. Blood for one, was used to it. Feral, was just anchored by his huge coffin sword.

As the hatch opened completely, the landing area was easily seen below them, a fast moving train. Both of them didn't bother to care nor did they even look at each other. Both of them jumped along with a bunch of footsoldiers. They all safely landed on the train, but Blood had some eerie feeling about this bunch, they don't seem to be part of the White Fang, and they seem to be slightly skilled than the footsoldiers there.

After sucessfully landing, Feral used a hand signal to instruct Blood on what his mission was. Blood smirked, he didn't knew Feral still remembered their hand signals when they were training in the forest. He was convinced that Feral still had some hope left in him, but hope won't help him from his current situation. Either path he chose will lead to someone getting hurt, all he can do now is follow Feral.

Feral instructed him to go to the farthest part of the train to carry out his mission, that part of the train was the (NPC) passenger's cart. He did so as Feral said and ran towards the back. As he arrived, he opened up the door from the rear part and pointed his weapon at the people. With a little bit of hesitation, it took him some time to activate his pneumatic weaponry. But then, he thought that he wouldn't be harming them too much, just enough air to put them to sleep. With that thought, he activated his weapon and blowed the entire back of the train, every person along with their luggage where blown back to the other side of the cart, with him still elevating the air pressure on the cart. Later on, everyone fell asleep, now he must move to the next cart and do the same thing again, although, the next cart is the cart filled with Beacon students. But he doesn't know that...

Feral on the other part was walking along with the footsoldiers to the front cargo to confirm the devices that they were looking for, but to get to the front cargo, he had to come to the VIP cart first. Hunters were sure to stop them, but if that happens, that's what the footsoldiers are for. As a sort of distraction to keep the hunters in company as he make his way to the front cargo cart.

He arrived at the VIP cart, and later on declared to the people there.

"This train is now taken over by Dystopia, anyone who'll question nay oppose us will suffer from severe consequences."