The Heroes Call
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The Heroes Call
Mon Aug 07, 2017 3:08 pm
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Why did the former Captain Commander come to this place? Why did the man who rebuilt the Unabara Clan from nothing return here? Tsubasa had once sent an olive branch here to Azure. But he'd been a dust in the wind due to his own personal problems. Swearing to never kill or draw blood had cost him some sanity. He walked slowly towards the Base of the Vanguard. Was this visit going to be one of the conflicts he wasn't sure yet as he walked towards those doors? He merely gestured left and right and the doors began to open. Controlling the metal in them he forced them to work and open. Only enough to slip inside the base as he walked in his swords remained sheathed. Tsubasa slowly began to walk towards the center point. This visit was for a reason, he didn't hide his presence. And in fact knew some would come to speak with him. He'd been walking a path that was impure and not correct for some time. He had to repent someday for the sins of his life. But that wasn't for today to be decided or discussed.
He was a hero to some people and a villain to others. Tsubasa was one that couldn't be defined by a singular definition. He was a complicated case of a man who'd done his best for the Gotei. But made alliances with the Monsuta for power to start something. He decided to make an accord with Adam, something some saw as the devil. But he wondered about that sometimes. Tsubasa didn't like knowing the Monsuta or their motives. They had stagnated and fallen from grace long ago as well. It was strange as the Vanguard and Monsuta were similar till recently. Something changed about the Vanguard, their members used to fight with vigor and force. They used to be a like a tsunami upon the battlefield. Coming in and clashing with strength and power. What had been lost on that day Azure died? Was it something he could fix with words was the question. Tsubasa didn't know if he could or couldn't fix it simply yet. The nice way was always a good option, but something about the air around him.
Those who would attack knew he wouldn't hesitate to bring them down. Tsubasa's cold resolve could be felt as he made his way. Entering this base slowly and taking his time not rushing. Allowing his so called escorts to follow him. Over his shoulders was a haori with the symbol of a raven in it. Tsubasa wore the emblem proudly as he walked forward towards his ambition. Sometimes fate veered off course and needed to be pushed back. He'd heard rumors but this place was quiet far more than even his clan. Tsubasa's foot steps were casual and slow, his senses alert. As he could feel everything around the corner and locations around him. He wasn't doing this for a reason a person could understand. He was once a blade that was forged for the Gotei. But if a sword forgets to return to the sheath, it can become dull. Tsubasa's problem was obviously being dull. He didn't bother releasing power or using overwhelming force. That didn't work in the past nor would it function this time. They needed to be reminded of something important.
They fought tooth and nail, putting body and soul on the line. But some times you have to face your brother. If only to protect the ideals and truth of something. Tsubasa wanted to open their eyes if possible to the facts. He wanted to remind them of what was precious to them and how they fought for it. The question was good some old used up Assassin do it? He wasn't entirely sure, he had to try was the only thing clear. He'd not done something so dangerous and ambitious in a while. Invading the Vanguard base despite the unclear nature of his faction he stood towards. But that wasn't the time for this, Ibiki was his friend even if she hated him. He had to help her at least on this front he could do something. He just hoped he wasn't too late as he crossed both appendages over his chest. He leaned his back against a wall and waited. It was time for the heroes of the Vanguard to answer the call. The Pale Rider was calling for them deep within their base, no alarms were sounded.
The question was, who would answer this call?
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