Dawn of Resistance
Jul 21, 2007 7:30:50 GMT
Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2007 7:30:50 GMT
(OOC: Continued from the last post of "Dry Your Eyes Neojiisu...")
Not long after the Omniscient One watched Tong Lieng and Neojiisu disappear into the clouds, bound for Otherworld, he removed his sensei's robes and retired for the night. It was a peaceful evening, calm, cool, and rainy, and he watched the lightning show while sipping tea on his balcony. His mind was full of thoughts. This wasn't uncommon for someone so wisdom-filled, but this time many of his thoughts were personal. He thought about Neojiisu and Lieng, wondering if they were doing well. He also thought about the defectors from the Order, who had secretly began to organize a resistance against registration. It seemed sad and silly to him. With a mere wave of pens and paper-filled folders, much of the Order had put registration behind them. They considered it a farce, and many of them listed outrageous and ludicrous abilities in the required fields, such as the ability to grow flowers instead of body hair. But for the defectors, registration was the loose rock leading to the slippery slope. From their paranoid viewpoint, registration was merely a first step. Next it would be mandatory licensing, eventually leading to tracking devices and finally outright prohibition or imprisonment. They felt that the World Order would stop at nothing to exert complete control over the population. So they were fighting back. But in turn, Registration Forces were using them as model examples of why registration was necessary. If Law Enforcement was supposed to stand a chance against violent criminals like this, then they should at least know what they were up against. Still, it wasn't the registered who were dangerous, it was the unregistered-- the anarchists with no respect for authority-- which further mooted the philosophy of registration as a method of deterent. The Omniscient One just calmly exhaled and took another sip of tea. The world was troublesome place sometimes.
Eventually, he put his kettle down and went to bed. Little did he know, despite all of his knowledge, wisdom, and foresight, that the restful sleep he would have tonight would be the last sleep of his life.
At the break of dawn the next morning, the Great Monastery of the Order of the Eye was mercilessly attacked by Resistance forces, led by a woman that was a former pupil of the Omniscient One. Her name was Mei Huang, and she was as beautiful as she was deceitful. She timed the attack fully knowing that both Neojiisu and Tong Lieng were gone. The gambit was in her favor: even if Neojiisu and Tong Lieng returned from their suicidal mission alive, it would be too late to save the monastery. Attackers poured in from all sides with other former Order members leading the way. Men, women, and children fled in all directions, and anyone who stood in the way was cut down. The Resistance purposely demolished the winding mountain roads to stop the police from interfering, and they laid booby traps and ambushes all along the way.
The Orders' strongest warriors did their best to defend the Omniscient One's personal monastery, but they stood no chance against one of his greatest pupils. Blades of energy from her two war fans cut them to ribbons in an instant as she rode the wind to the monastery's doorstep. As she entered the dojo, the Omniscient One was sitting calmly in his sensei's chair. "I'm sorry, old man," she said, "But I can't let you live. You're the only one who knows how to stop us." His last words were, "I never saw this coming."
In an instant, it was over. The Omniscient One was dead, along with scores of others. Many others were kidnapped for the Resistance's sinister purposes.
They came after the Orders' diamonds, planning to use them to pay for their campaigns. With the horde they had stolen from the Orders' deepest vault, they now had enough to buy a small army on the black market. If they couldn't fill their ranks simply with those resisting out of principle, then they would fill them with the greedy and merciless. It was a price they were willing to pay for freedom.
Not long after the Omniscient One watched Tong Lieng and Neojiisu disappear into the clouds, bound for Otherworld, he removed his sensei's robes and retired for the night. It was a peaceful evening, calm, cool, and rainy, and he watched the lightning show while sipping tea on his balcony. His mind was full of thoughts. This wasn't uncommon for someone so wisdom-filled, but this time many of his thoughts were personal. He thought about Neojiisu and Lieng, wondering if they were doing well. He also thought about the defectors from the Order, who had secretly began to organize a resistance against registration. It seemed sad and silly to him. With a mere wave of pens and paper-filled folders, much of the Order had put registration behind them. They considered it a farce, and many of them listed outrageous and ludicrous abilities in the required fields, such as the ability to grow flowers instead of body hair. But for the defectors, registration was the loose rock leading to the slippery slope. From their paranoid viewpoint, registration was merely a first step. Next it would be mandatory licensing, eventually leading to tracking devices and finally outright prohibition or imprisonment. They felt that the World Order would stop at nothing to exert complete control over the population. So they were fighting back. But in turn, Registration Forces were using them as model examples of why registration was necessary. If Law Enforcement was supposed to stand a chance against violent criminals like this, then they should at least know what they were up against. Still, it wasn't the registered who were dangerous, it was the unregistered-- the anarchists with no respect for authority-- which further mooted the philosophy of registration as a method of deterent. The Omniscient One just calmly exhaled and took another sip of tea. The world was troublesome place sometimes.
Eventually, he put his kettle down and went to bed. Little did he know, despite all of his knowledge, wisdom, and foresight, that the restful sleep he would have tonight would be the last sleep of his life.
At the break of dawn the next morning, the Great Monastery of the Order of the Eye was mercilessly attacked by Resistance forces, led by a woman that was a former pupil of the Omniscient One. Her name was Mei Huang, and she was as beautiful as she was deceitful. She timed the attack fully knowing that both Neojiisu and Tong Lieng were gone. The gambit was in her favor: even if Neojiisu and Tong Lieng returned from their suicidal mission alive, it would be too late to save the monastery. Attackers poured in from all sides with other former Order members leading the way. Men, women, and children fled in all directions, and anyone who stood in the way was cut down. The Resistance purposely demolished the winding mountain roads to stop the police from interfering, and they laid booby traps and ambushes all along the way.
The Orders' strongest warriors did their best to defend the Omniscient One's personal monastery, but they stood no chance against one of his greatest pupils. Blades of energy from her two war fans cut them to ribbons in an instant as she rode the wind to the monastery's doorstep. As she entered the dojo, the Omniscient One was sitting calmly in his sensei's chair. "I'm sorry, old man," she said, "But I can't let you live. You're the only one who knows how to stop us." His last words were, "I never saw this coming."
In an instant, it was over. The Omniscient One was dead, along with scores of others. Many others were kidnapped for the Resistance's sinister purposes.
They came after the Orders' diamonds, planning to use them to pay for their campaigns. With the horde they had stolen from the Orders' deepest vault, they now had enough to buy a small army on the black market. If they couldn't fill their ranks simply with those resisting out of principle, then they would fill them with the greedy and merciless. It was a price they were willing to pay for freedom.