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Game Date 
October 11th & 12th, 2008
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Opening Story Line for Forsaken

producers note- This scenario adventure picks up where the movie "Ultra Violet" ends.

Violet stood in the shiny square directly in front of the Arch Ministry Central Office Building. The mirrored windows and the shimmering reflection of the sun forced her to use the darkest setting on her glasses. Standing there, she wondered how she had managed to come through all the violence that had been spawned by Vice Cardinal Daxus in one piece. Oh yes. How could she forget? She was a killer; stone cold and bred for the fight. From Kata to machine pistols, Violet had what it took to get the job done. Just ask Six; He was her ward.

Six had been born of hate and greed and a desire to control the world. Six was to have been used in that plan by the Vice Cardinal. Thanks to Violet, that track was spoiled. The bodies of hundreds of Ministry Goons and one Vice Cardinal were a testament to that fact.

As she looked up at the Arch Ministry insignia on the building, now only a shell of what it used to be and dedicated to helping people, her multi vision glasses kept firing a shot of static across the lenses. More an annoyance than anything else, she kept thinking back to that fateful day when she almost lost her life defending her ideals.

Violet Sahn Zat Sherif. Hearing her full name jump out in her head almost startled her. What triggered that stream of thought? The Blood Wars were thought to be “officially” over. But there were multiple factions that still didn’t honor the rickety truce that was in place. And with no one to lead the Arch Ministry in the manner that Daxus did, things were slowly sliding into an abyss.

Rival gangs were fighting for turf. The Blood Chinois had control of the Asian Quadrant, called the “A-Quad”. Another gang specialized in dealing weapons to the fighters. Called the Mountain Yards, they were more that adept at showing up unannounced with just the right armament for the job being done. But their reputation as arms dealers was not as good as their reputation for treachery. Many eager fighters had fallen because he trusted too fast or failed to show proper respect. And they called no particular place home, and wandered as silent nomads.

There were also the Tin Pan Gatos. Representing what was left of the Latin Quadrant, the defended their L-Quad with exuberance and were rarely taken advantage of OR by surprise. They lived up to their name as cats... with sharp claws.

Again the static in her glasses interfered with her vision. She walked closer to the building; close enough to see her striking reflection in the glass. That’s when the humming started. Acting beyond her control, her lenses stuck open to the clear cells and the huge glass panel only inches away began to shimmer like the surface of a lake. Static began to interlace here, too. And she wondered if this was all connected.

Al l of a sudden, the panel screen came to full-color life and was filled with the face of someone that she KNEW had been dispatched to a different plane of existence. What manner of trick was this? Did someone in the Arch Ministry enjoy playing a little joke on her? If so they had better be prep- er...

“No Violet. I assure you that this is no joke,” interrupted the face in the panel in a calm and reassuring voice..

She thought immediately as to how this could have happened and said, “So who are you and how did you get inside of my head?”

“Well, V; May I call you V?” Not stopping for an answer, he continued, “Well, V, you see, Vice Cardinal Daxus may have been power hungry and on the edge of mad. But he wasn’t completely stupid. He created all sorts of wondrous technology. You yourself know that our cloning method is almost perfect. Now you’ve discovered we can read your private thoughts.”

Violet replied, “Yeah, great. But stay out of my head. I am very happy with keeping my thoughts to myself, thank you. So you’re an identical clone of Daxus? Are you a child killer like he was?”

“Oh, no- no- no, XPD-154. Do you still use that alias? I found it rather amusing. Bottom line is, that was then, and this is now. I am the new Vice Cardinal. Daxus was so kind as to provide the cloning material for me. A healthy upload of the thoughts and data you so carelessly left behind after scorching him gave me a definite edge. I thought it only be fair to warn you that I am more than a clone. I’m a hybrid” said the twin to the deceased Daxus.

“Warn me of what, Mr. Clone without a name?” she replied. “How is it that you can warn me when you are the one who should be warned?”

A rolling laugh escaped the image as Violet’s temperature began to rise. “Well, to warn you that I am taking over where Daxus left off. And to prove to you that I mean business, let me present someone who I think you will love meeting.”

The camera pulled back to show the clone standing there, head-to-toe. The laughing echoed as he turned to his right and said, “Come here, young man.”

To her astonishment, a young man walked slowly into the camera’s view. My gracious, it was Six! How in the world had he gotten his hands on him!

“You bastard!” she screamed. “How did you get your stinking hands on him?”

“V, V, please calm down. There’s really no need to get so agitated. This not who you think it is. Not by a long shot. I don’t know where your precious Six is. Let me introduce you to Seven. He’s all that Six was, plus one!” And he laughed maniacally at her and continued to laugh.

She looked the boy over and came to rest at his eyes. There was none of the pleading or love that came from the eyes of Six. This one had eyes of cold ice. As she looked, he cracked a twisted little smile and began to laugh like his puppeteer. Together they looked like a nightmare relived. The sound of their laughing was enough to drive anyone mad.

“NOW, what are you going to do Violet? How are you going to chop your way through this? Do you have enough Hemophage friends to help you now? Are their enough machine pistols and cartridges to satisfy your hate for the Arch Ministry? Aren’t you the slight bit curious as to who I am and what my name is?”

With all the cold steel that defined her, she lowered her voice and just above a whisper said, “You are a dead man and I don’t care what your name is. I will kill you like I killed the one before you, except this time I’ll have more fun doing it.” She thought she saw a slight shudder form the new Cardinal. All of a sudden she felt the urgent need to seek safe shelter. Her mirrored lenses came up on adrenaline cue so she could secretly scan for an escape route.

“Well, my dear. I WILL tell you who I am. I’m the one who is going to get you in the end. I’m the one who is one tic smarter than you. I’m the one who will destroy your friends and restore order to the world where I will be given homage every day for those pitiful humans out there who need MY antidote. You want my name? My name is DRAXXUS! Please remember it. And one more thing, my sweet child... You will not win this one. Do you hear me!? Hear me, Violet! Believe me when I say that you have been forsaken”.

Her pistols shot out so fast that it seemed like they appeared from thin air. She aimed and fired at the panel, as she saw the black Arch Ministry guards come from the door at the sides of the building. With the panel and adjacent windows shattering and throwing chunks of sharp pain in all directions, her escape was initiated. Backing away quickly, she moved towards her transportation, but not before laying out two fiery streams of 9MM death to the sides of the building. While the guards that still lived scrambled for safety, she smiled to herself at his arrogance. She knew she was made to kill. And she would kill him for sure, as sure as look at him.
“But not today, my darling... not today...,” she thought, and ran for her motorcycle. She had to prepare and get the rest of her comrades in line with her. This would require everyone’s assistance. Even Six...