Super Mega Ultra Hit Squad Alpha[SMUHA]

What the actual bloody hell? Kamui's sensory abilities were most definitely not his greatest strength, but even he could assess the energy signatures gathering outside his door...which was in and of itself the chief problem. Why the hell were they sitting outside his door? Did humans just not understand how doors worked? Were they too complicated for them? It was expected of course, Deoxyribo Nucleic Acid degrades over time and humans had been inbreeding for a long time since they had made the revolutionary development of the door knob, perhaps their capacity for intelligence had simply degraded so far that a circle was a mind blowing concept. It WAS a scientifically sound theory if not for the fact that such a degradation would take considerably more time than had actually elapsed, but Kamui certainly wasn't going to let facts interfere with his agitation. That wasn't any fun. The man had found himself sitting on the floor of the massive room, which was most definitely not an office, casually watching the door as his finger impatiently tapped at his chin and the umbrella casually bounced off the padded floor. Patience was not at all his virtue, and as he waited when one, then two, then finally the third reached the door and decidedly did not utilize the door, Kamui's lip twitched in annoyance.

Thankfully, they, or at least one of them, mustered up the mechanical cognizance to catch up in knob technology. Truly a revolutionary day for all of mankind. Funnily enough, it wasn't actually the human that figured out how to open the door. An internal sigh went through Kamui as the door opened in front of him. The first one to step through was honestly the one he expected to. Not necessarily because Kamui expected him to be the predominant Vanguard door opener, but mostly because he was the one that Kamui's dossier had led him to believe was the most confident, confidence bordering on arrogance. Kamui enjoyed that confidence, not only was it easy to manipulate, it was also rather fun to poke at. He continued to make it even more amusing when he decided the proper response to this situation was to saunter in to the room like he owned the place. Kamui's head tilted curiously to the side as Hayden made his way toward him, blinking intermittently in confusion. Kamui's energy was often difficult to truly get a read on because of his rather unique biology, but even still anyone could tell that Kamui was not the kind of being that should be approached so casually, yet Hayden didn't seem to care much about that. It displayed either an impressive amount of confidence or, and the more likely scenario being, it showed an impressive amount of idiocy.

Kamui leaned gently on his buttocks, stretching his neck around Hayden's massive frame to look at the two figures still remaining at the door, his eyes lingering for a moment on the spot just outside the door itself. They both looked like women but, unfortunately, Kamui was informed of the rather unfortunate name of the team's resident Briget. Kamui wasn't really sure how he was possibly going to recover from such travesty if truth were to be told. A man should not look prettier than some of the considerable amount of women Kamui had known. Kamui's face would even look rather crestfallen at the thought, he was truly rather depressed at the thought. Once Kamui had learned that young Ash was in fact Azure's son and not his daughter, he had actually grown far less interested in the idea of their little hit squad, yet he was already committed and Ash was too valuable to let go as opposed to finding a more attractive, genitally, replacement. So for now he'd simply have to deal with it. That was when he saw the other one...and if he were a cartoon character his heart would have leaped out of his chest. Though, given his abilities he probably could have accomplished that. Mid gait for Hayden these thoughts flew through Kamui's head. Could he arrange his body in order to properly imitate bugs bunny? The look of intense contemplation on his face would undoubtedly be misconstrued for something more serious or, at the very least, real by the people potentially looking at him, but Kamui could not even begin to care.

Hayden did finally reach him though and Kamui had to at least pretend to care about anyone in the area but Toki. As Hayden's massive hand extended down to Kamui, the red haired boy's eyes shifted back toward him, a playful grin on his face. Kamui extended his hand up to him, not deigning to pull himself from the ground to do so, and shook the massive palm with his rather more diminutive one. Though both in body language and in facial expression, Kamui was quite clearly completely unphased by Hayden's strut in to the room. It was almost as if the Red-Haired man didn't even notice, contrary to the reality of the situation. Hayden then introduced himself in, as he was aware, a pointless gesture but Kamui understood the etiquette involved in sharing it, he did not want to expect Kamui to reveal his identity without first offering his and Kamui had no issue reciprocating.

"Kamui Cruor, Crown Prince of the Northern Sugiuran Kingdom, Liaison to the Vanguard and for the next few months, your friendly neighborhood commanding officer."

He continued to look up at him with the warm, almost childlike smile that had adorned his face for the entirety of the time they had been in the room. It wasn't a threatening smile, but it most definitely was an assertive one. Regardless of the confidence he exuded, Kamui, despite his playfully fueled word choice, very much expected to be treated like their commanding officer and if they were wise, they'd heed that directive. If not to avoid the consequences of angering a being like Kamui, than simply for their own benefit. Then, without giving Hayden a real chance to react, Kamui was suddenly gone. To the untrained eye, one might simply believe Kamui was inordinately and obnoxiously fast...which in and of itself was not inaccurate, he was inordinately and obnoxiously fast, but that was simply not the kind of movement he had exhibited. The other two might be able to pick up on it, but the one who should be able to notice for sure was Hayden. Even at extreme speeds, Hayden would have been able to feel Kamui's hand slipping from his own. Instead, there'd be nothing of the sort. Kamui would simply be there one moment, receiving that firm handshake, and then the next Hayden's hand would be closing on nothing but itself. In less time than it took to blink, Kamui had moved from his seated position to right before the doorway, his inquisitive eyes scanning over the other two squad members.

"You must be Ash then and you..."

Kamui's hand held the door frame as he swung his body around until he was face to face with Toki, a warm yet decidedly devious grin on his face. Toki was a relative unknown. Hayden had a considerable amount of documentation on him and just being around him for a few moments was enough to tell just how much turmoil his body was in and Ash was the son of Azure, even if it was just hearsay there was plenty of details that Kamui could put together on the spawn of their illustrious leader. Toki however was the unknown. Short of a short dossier on her psychological status, something that if you spent thirty seconds looking at her you know was inconclusive at best and outright misdiagnosed at worst, Kamui had nothing to really go on. However, he immediately felt a sort of kinship with her that extended beyond his desire for more intimate activities. He had nothing to base it on, but Kamui just felt deep within his soul, gut, and other organs that he was going to enjoy this girl.

"...Toki."

Kamui pivoted on his foot and pushed back in to the rather open training ground, motioning behind him toward the other two to follow his lead and step in to the room. He wasted little time in making his way back toward the center of the room, turning his attention rather cavalierly back over his shoulder as he walked past Hayden to make sure the other had followed him back in to the room before he shed light on what exactly they were here for, plopping himself back down on the floor and holding his now rather visibly ornate umbrella out in front of him, once again flashing that soft smile toward his charges.

"I've been tasked with putting together an "Elite" team by our beloved leader, you all have been chosen for various reasons. You will be the Vanguard of the Vanguard, which doubles as a way to confuse your opposition to no end, and you will also serve as a form of special operations squad, handling situations that require a smaller unit without that whole cumbersome battalion thing. We're going to first start with a history lesson, a human one. I'm aware not all of you are human but you're charged with protecting them so we might as well, focus on them. How did a small, powerless, human manage to kill a mighty creature like the now extinct Wooly Mammoth. Feel free to repeat someone else's answer if you agree with them"

The person of questionable gender seemed to cheer up once seeing someone new walk by. Lips curling upwards into a smile as they stood up tall, hand quickly raised to wave towards the girl. She seemed nice enough, and not someone who'd be especially rude to others. "Hi there! Yeah, I'm waiting for someone to say come in, I just knocked a few moments ago." The answer seemed fair enough for her, as she did another nod as if affirming that was indeed what she did. Soon, her body gently leaned against the wall as she relaxed. "Oh! It's also nice to meet you! I'm Ash! I've been here for a long while and I haven't seen you around, so I guess you're new. Welcome!"

Soon, her eyes trailed over to a much larger, familiar figure approaching. Hayden. She's known him from a few missions and also training. The same hand as before quickly waved to Hayden, smile still visible upon his lips. "Oh! Hey Hay!" A goofy grin coming across their lips at the extremely horrible nickname they came up for Hayden. A feeling of pride seen visible on her face from this. It's a question why he didn't get beat up for being a nerd very often. "Yeah, I'm here too, I got called for something special. I knocked on the door and have been waiting for a bit." He seemed fairly calm about this, and not all too worried about time or haste of this matter.

Soon, Hayden simply went over to swing the door open to reveal the interior. Ash slowly pushing herself off of the wall to lean over to the door frame, body leaning over so she could peak just inside. Eyes wide with anticipation. Hayden simply strutted over to the odd person, shaking his hand and introducing himself. Kamui... She's remembered the name, heard it a few times, but she can't just remember enough information. At the very least, she was familiar with it, and soon, she was extremely familiar with his face.

Seeing him almost appear suddenly right in front of her as she had been peeking through the door, leaping back in surprise as a girlish shriek escaped her lips. She was heavily surprise by someone just poofing in front of him, and even fell backwards, bum hitting the ground as he stared upwards. The man seemed... Nice at the very least, the smile putting them on edge, but it's something that they could handle. Her head slowly nodded as they seemed to fixate on a definite gender now that seeing who it was and hearing that they wouldn't attempt anything... What they thought as rude. Body appearing a bit softer than before as they slimmed slightly.

She seemed fairly silent for the moment, now watching him move over to the new girl before standing right back up to speak. An elite task force? Weren't they already part of the Initiative? Weren't most of their time put into that? A few question formed in her head, but she seemed certain that things would be explained in due time, hands slowly pushing herself up to a standing position as she blinked, taking a few steps closer as the room was revealed to them in a better fashion. And soon a question was revealed to her... She thought it was fairly obvious, it's what a lot of people do actually.

"Uhm, they used weapons, right?"

Now that was interesting.

When it came to speed Hayden like to see himself somewhere in the upper echelon of it or advanced end of it so when he simply felt the hand vanish he won’t lie it put him on edge. So as his hand closed in a fist he remained there a moment as he began to hear the man speak to both the younger people behind him. This man was fast and that was not light coming from Hayden, perhaps it was something else entirely but for now he would dismiss it but store it in his mind for future recall. For now, the male would turn around to see the other man introducing himself to both the people, Hayden eyes watching with that intense but passive hawk like gaze he used when accessing situations or in the battle field. This wasn’t a battle field but he was meeting a new person and one that was bringing together three very interesting people from what Hayden could see.

Just like that introductions were done as the man began to walk someone and from the look he threw Hayden way he supposed he should follow. The walk was short but Hayden eye’s would be trained carefully on their surroundings followed the man named ‘Kamui’ himself. What a strange name. But none the less once they reached their destination he turned around beginning to talk about history than switching over to the thing about woolly-mammoths which Hayden actually knew but for polite reasons he let the other two go first. Ash was close but not quite what he think the man was looking for and Toki was well… they had originality. Now that it was Hayden turned he would open his mouth speaking rather plainly but the with a soft tone for the others in the room.

“I believe it was because they worked in a unit to bring down the beasts, just as we do as the Vanguard and even more so within the initiative.”

This was Hayden area of specialty afterall working in units and commanding them as a seated member within the very large Vanguard; he even commanded areas of operation when need be. He was no plain soldier or commander but he knew a bit about history and military tactics something he learned in his past and previous life. It was strange how unlike some he pursued almost the exact same life despite having the chance at new things. This was his passion and leaving it would be a fool errand, of course he would return.

“The Vanguard of the Vanguard.. interesting.”

Kamui listened quietly as every answer he heard was something he expected. No, that was a lie, two of the three answers were what he expected. He expected Ash to be close, but not quite get it and he/she/it was in fact pretty close. Humans did, in fact, wield weapons against the mighty mammoth. It was a big part of why man was able to hunt creatures far larger than he. Unfortunately, the weapons they have were, compared to what humans would later wield, barely more than glorified sticks. A house cat was not likely to kill a healthy human simply because it had claws however. That was where Ash's thought process fell apart. A human with a stick, by himself, was never going to kill a mammoth short of some herculean effort from a human performing above and beyond his ability. So while he was, indeed, on the right track, he did not quite understand why he was or what point Kamui was trying to make. Then came the Hayden's answer, the answer he expected to get it right...and he was for the most part. Him missing another of the crucial points wasn't too out of character, he might even have understood and appreciated the part he missed, he might have even implied it, but an implication wasn't necessarily going to get the message through to the other two...and then there was the answer he didn't expect. Toki or Zero as she seemed to mentally refer to herself as, was very much the unknown in their little group. She was the x-factor, the enigma that Kamui did not have every answer mapped out for. That made her quite, quite interesting. Then her answer came...and Kamui couldn't tell if she was an idiot, eccentric, an ass, or all of the above. He was going to hope for the latter two, but he was going to enjoy all three all the same.

As they had all finished speaking, Kamui's eyes had been fixated on the candy solution for a few seconds after the words finished leaving Hayden's lips, a few seconds that seemed to laugh forever...before Kamui's head rolled back and joyous, benevolent laughter left him in a fit. He laughed for a solid thirty seconds. The answer was so ridiculous, so uninformed, that he had trouble believing it was genuine. Part of him doubted it was, but regardless her answer was hilariously stupid and not necessarily wrong. Candy in its modern incarnation was not really a thing back then, the closest thing to it was a raw sugar cane plant which was most definitely not a thing in the kind of conditions where Wooly Mammoths lived. However, because there was no real tests, hypothetical or otherwise, that they could use to test her theory, there was no way to definitively prove that mammoths were, in fact, not allergic to candy. Of course, her question did still fail to answer his, as humans didn't actually have access to the vaunted candy and couldn't possibly use it to hunt the mammoth.

"Haha...oh dear. No, Toki. Unfortunately we can't fact check whether or not they were allergic to candy, we can fact check whether or not hunters from that time HAD candy however, and they did not. Even still, the line between lunacy and brilliance is paper thin and you are quite close to being a genius. You are in part right, Ash, however as Hayden pointed out, it was never just one weapon that brought down the mammoth. Humans worked in squads, groups, teams to drag down a creature that was far mightier than he. You are all weapons...do you believe you could kill me? I am very allergic to candy."

He wasn't, but he also wasn't especially adverse to the idea of Toki feeding him, and not just because he was an incorrigible sexual deviant, but mostly because he could really, really go for some candy right now. Kamui leaned back, an audible crack echoing through the training room as he gently rolled his back around, a playful smile still dancing across his lips. That was the goal after all, not the back cracking of course but the objective of this little squad was to create an entity that was greater than the sum of its parts, an entity that could take on anyone and anything. They were the test, they were the way Kamui would truly be able to test his creations and he could see no better test than to pit one creation against the other.

"That's what we'll be finding out today. We are going to play a little game. You guys are still a little way off the whole killing thing, so we'll settle for hitting me. Whenever you guys manage to land a clean hit to the head or torso, you will pass and you might even receive your first mission. If you don't...well we'll be here for awhile."

Kamui would find himself waiting patiently, standing about five meters off from the closest one, Hayden, and standing rather casually at that. The man would hold the same stoic, almost emotionless smile that he had been wearing since he had announced the contest he was putting them to. They were going to have the develop the part that each one of their answers missed, the edge that they were not going to gain with weapon or numbers. Arsenal and numerical advantages were tools, advantages to gain to give one the means to achieve victory. What actually generated the victory, what actually accomplished anything, was not something so crude, something so material. If they cloned Hayden twenty times over and tried to attack Kamui he would simply lose twenty times over and the fates of the other two would not be much more flattering. Winning would require more than willpower, it'd require more than strength, it's require more than numbers. If they found the answer, wonderful. If they did not...then like he said, they would be here for awhile.

Ash seemed humored by the new girl's response. Lips kept shut as she tried not to laugh out loud, goofy smile coming upon her lips as she remained still. It was quite funny to think that old hunters would just feed mammoth's candy and hope it worked, at least in her eyes... At least until a small history lesson was given. Ash wasn't as knowledgeable as she wished, so she simply assumed that Toki actually had a reason to say all of that.

And soon it was suggested that instead of Toki simply knowing some smart piece of trivia, it was rather just a foolish mind. Ash thought it was a good attempt and answering the question however, and kept the goofy smile upon her lips as she stood up as tall as she could. Eye staring towards Kamui now with curiosity as to what would be happening now. And soon, that smile was wiped off of her lips with their task handed to them. Hitting Kamui. Why would that ever be a good test? There wasn't a real need for violence considering they were all just Vanguard members, and quite honestly, Ash despised violence when it could be avoided. The young figure gently bit down upon their lower lip, nearly piercing her own flesh as she had to think about what to do for this.

The first obvious answer was to use some big attack that was hard to avoid, but that'd bring him pain if it did hit, and she didn't really want that. So instead, a separate plan formulated in her head.
Hands remained motionless as she instead narrowed her eyes, still seemingly a bit worried as she gazed towards Kamui's head. In reality, she was staring at the space behind him, blank and devoid of anything there, just air. An odd, dark energy was felt all around as anyone staring past Kamui would see a small portal open up. Only about the size of a watermelon in width, and staring into it showed a dark green expanse of... Something. It was hard to tell at the current moment, but something was emerging from it without a sound.

'SNAP'. That was the sound that would be emitted if the attack was successful. A very thin, long tentacle made from some dark green beast shot out from the portal. Sailing through the air and attempting to essentially whip Kamui's back. To someone extremely trained, they could hear the air being torn through as this being moved at incredible speed to accomplish this. The actual damage and pain that would be let out from this attack wasn't harsh. Instead, it would feel similar to a rubber band smacking against flesh, something to count as a form of hitting someone, but without harming them.

The effect on herself was not quite as noticeable, but still something that bothered her. Her eyelid twitching for just a moment as her body shook, mind assaulted by unholy thoughts. Those of corruption of innocence, domineering those they could, showing her real powers. Luckily... These thoughts were mostly quiet within her mind, and was easy to ignore. Despite her ability to ignore them, it was still irritating and quite annoying to constantly hear them in the background. Repeating themselves over and over once more. She just hoped the attack would hit.