"Wakako wants to meet?" Rebecca asks while not rising her head from her current project.
"Yeah, a big job apparently. Got some intel about the Tyger Claw boss and she wants us to help deal with it."
It'd been a busy week, but not for them. The city had been abuzz ever since Night Corp released Biotechnica classified documents revealing their human experiments, rape, torture, and the numerous other crimes committed in that facility.
The fact that 'Zombie' had been the one to reveal this after being chased through the city by Biotechnica AVs had only increased his notoriety, sure, Rebecca was pissed that she didn't get any credit, but Ori would rather that than get a target on her back.
By now most people in the city had heard his name at least once, and while people didn't rank him on the 'top ten strongest', he was definitely an honourable mention. They'd been completely buried in gig offers since then, which was nice as it allowed them to be very picky.
The drastic rise in fame brought many things, people had started calling him a revolutionary due to his 'war on corruption', his actions against Biotechnica and the Tyger Claws only emphasised this. They'd even start spray painting his name and depictions of stylized 'zombies' around the place.
He'd almost shit himself laughing when an art channel showcased a graffiti piece painted on the back of the Biotechnica building. If that wasn't a kick in the balls for those assholes he didn't know what was.
He hadn't heard what Night Corp was doing against them, but he was pretty confident they'd gain the rights of the Protein Farms outside the city soon enough. With Joanne Koch on the run, it was as if they were already admitting their guilt.
The rise of the 'Zombie' brand had also altered preexisting gigs, such as the offer from Colt to design weapons under the name. They'd gone for a direct payment to an offer for a piece of the pie. Ten percent of earnings would go straight into Ori's pocket.
He couldn't reject a score like that, especially with how profitable it would probably be with the hype surrounding him. He'd gone to visit with Rebecca and met a man called Stanley Bright, the Lead Designer in charge of the project.
Needless to say, he and Rebecca quickly hit it off as soon as he showed her the equipment, and it didn't take long after that for Ori to start pitching ideas.
If he was going to be involved in something like this, he didn't want to sell shit. He wanted it to be high-tier, professional and specialized. Something he'd personally use. This basically meant one thing, Stopping Power.
Fire rate, reloading, stability, accuracy, all that stuff was fine and dandy, but if the thing couldn't break through the enemy's armour it was worse than useless. Thus, every piece in the lineup would be designed to break through at minimum steel plates, or thin titanium plates...
A lot of ideas had been thrown around, but he'd left that to Stanley and Rebecca, knowing that he was only good at shooting guns, not creating them.
Aside from that, he'd also put Quentin on the task of figuring out if Bastiano Loggagia was full of shit or not. Who else to find out but a former Corpo like Quentin?
Shaking his head, he returns to the subject at hand, "She's put a team together and we're on it. Unless you don't feel like blasting some Tygers?"
Rebecca's head shoots up from her desk, "You're dumb if you think that! Are we leaving now?"
"Nah, maybe in a few hours."
"You asshole!"
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"Who the fuck are you?" one of Wakako's 'Grey Tyger Claws' growls as Ori, Rebecca, and a recently healed Sasha step up to the meeting place. Despite the guy's hostility, it was clear by the way he kept glances at the massive LMG Ori was holding he was secretly shitting his pants.
"Haah?" Rebecca bristles, grabbing the guy by his collar, bringing him down, and pointing her Thermite Launcher in his face. "You got something to say, punk!?"
The door behind the guard opens, revealing a masked man wearing completely black clothes with a katana at his side. "Enough, Wakako-sama is waiting for you." he all but commands.
Rebecca releases the guard and allows her Cyberware to retract, spitting on the floor at his feet, "Whatever,"
The armed stranger leads them to a large conference room with a large table in the centre, Wakako was already sitting at it, along with a dozen other people, most covered in Tyger Claw tats. There were more like the swordsman however, garbed completely in black with demon masks, none of Ori's crew was sure who they were or why they were here... If Wakako allowed them in they had to be trustworthy though.
"Ah, Zombie, just on time." the elderly Fixer nods at him.
"Wait, this is 'Zombie'? Some punk-ass kid with his girlfriends?" one of the Tygers sneers.
"The fuck?" Rebecca snaps.
"You talking to me?" Ori crooks a brow and squares up. "Didn't know Wakako hired loud-mouthes for this, meat shield?"
"Hitoshi, sit, you're embarrassing yourself." Wakako states before focussing on Ori, "New look?"
Ori shrugs and shifts his LMG to the side, showing his black Cybernetic arm, "Just a bit, how about we cut to it though?"
She nods and gestures for the trio to take a seat, Hitoshi sending a side-eyed glare at him. After a moment, she rests her elbows on the table and lets a tight grin show, "It's time. Taki Kazo, the dishonourable wretch he is, was earlier seen entering a newly established Doll House, one almost entirely composed of, our members... He wishes to make a statement. You will give our rebuttal." she almost growls, individually locking eyes with everyone present. "Rescue who you can, but your first and foremost duty is bringing me Taki Kazo's head."
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Ori and his crew found themselves standing next to a large parking lot filled with motorbikes. This is what they'd be using in the raid apparently, and he'd been told that unless he painted his truck in Tyger Claw colours, he'd have to ride one as well.
Whatever, regardless of how stupid it was driving into a warzone without any protection, he wasn't getting paid to ask questions.
A few Mox had also been recruited for this, though they had been assigned the role of helping the evacuation of kidnapped Tyger Claws from the Doll House. The plan had already been hashed out, and to his surprise Taki Kazo also had some Arasaka men protecting him.
This clued him onto who the masked men in the meeting were. Agents of Wakako's Arasaka contact. This wasn't something your every Arasaka suit could manage though, meaning the contact was far higher up the ladder than he'd originally thought.
Once he'd picked out a 'good enough' bike, Rebecca had hoped on behind him and the raid as officially begun. To be frank, he'd never thought he'd be part of a Tyger Claw raid, but there was something to be said for scaring civilians away from the sound of your collective engines alone.
No one gave the large group any trouble as they drove through Japantown, then onto the street where the Doll House lay. That's when the bullets started flying however, Ori obviously swerved to avoid getting hit, but the Tyger Claws around him moved in a way that was obviously choreographed.
With the way people were falling off of their bikes and getting their brains splattered, it wasn't working all that well.
Rebecca hops off of the bike as Ori approaches, skidding before driving the bike straight into the front doors of the Doll House, then detonating the small explosive charge he'd stuffed inside the gas tank.
*BOOM!*
Fire explodes, but Ori had already begun tearing apart the ground forces. A dozen enemy Tygers with katanas ran at him, but a quick swing of his Monowire severed their legs, rendering them useless for the rest of the battle.
He looks up as three people get launched out of a window, a grenade is thrown by Rebecca sending them falling to their doom. It's a minute later that the street is completely cleaned of enemy Tygers, with the building surrounded the only way out was with a fight, something he doubted Taki Kazo was willing to do personally.
Ori enters the building first and shrugs off a slug to the chest, he blows the opposing man's head off with Six's revolver before holstering it to catch his LMG that Rebecca had tossed at him.
"H-holy SHI-"
Ori turns the speaker to red mist, his kerenzikov-enhanced reaction times allowing him to easily headshot anyone who dared showed their faces.
He's not even taken off guard when a blur leaps out from a nearby door, he could see their sandevistan glowing from its use, and while the man was faster than him, he certainly hadn't expected him to be able to keep track.
He turns his LMG to the left slightly and sends a bullet straight through him, he tries to cut it out of the air with his sword, but he misses and falls to the group as the projectile rips through his spine and sandevistan. His speed falters, and Ori ends finishes him by crushing his skull with a stomp.
[External Injection Attempt Detected!]
[Initiating 'Get Off Of My Lawn' Directive.: Flesh Administrator] the Collective reports as it begins work to thwart the Netrunner attack.
The slight buzz of his vision ceases, allowing him to continue his rampage through the place. His methods only become more brutal as he sees the state the Dolls were in, memories of Cat in the same situation bubbling forth.
He allows his crew and the other Tygers to clear out the rest of the first floor as he moves up to the second. He strides up the stairs while reloading his LMG but pauses as he reaches the top.
He could hear someone breathing, CO2 levels nearby were higher than normal, and he could feel vibration nearby, someone's heart was beating furiously.
*CRASH!*
His fist goes through the nearby wall and grabs the horrified Tyger, breaking his neck with a squeeze of his hand. "Yo, you alright?" he questions a Doll through the newly created hole, "Yo, you alright?"
She doesn't get a chance to reply as something suddenly hit him from behind, a sword stabbing through his heart and out the front... She shrieks in horror, but Ori just grins, gripping the blade and bending it to keep it from being pulled out.
"You gonna run?" he growls, turning around to the camouflaged ninja tugging in vain on his sword. He was clear to Ori's eyes, brightly lit in infrared vision.
The ninja, deciding the sword was done for, releases it and backflips, launching himself off of the wall and down the hallway. Ori tries to blast him with his LMG but another heat signature from a nearby door draws his attention.
Bullets punch holes into the wall as the three or four ninjas scatter, ascending up the building to defend a more fortified position.
Ori just sighs, glancing down at the sword which was being pulled into his chest by the nanites and disassembled, eventually disappearing entirely.
[Report, what's your status, Zombie?] the leader for the operation questions over the comms.
[Four 'Saka ninjas on the upper floors, the second floor is clear.] - Ori
[Wait for the rest of our people and we'll-
[It's fine, I'm headed up. Let's catch Kazo before he runs away on an AV or something.] - Ori
[Right, we hadn't considered that...]
If Arasaka could lend the guy ninjas to protect him, sending an AV to pick him up was chump change. He highly doubted Wakako would be willing to shoot down an AV in the middle of the city either.
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