Reunion Between Warriors

Mobile Task Force Omega-141, "Queen's Requiem"

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Task Force Mission and Info: MTF Omega-141 is a Task Force consisting of humans who have become anomalous humanoid entities known as Stands, or Stand Users. Their missions involve dealing with various entities and anomalies but specifically also deal with other people who have become a Stand and Stand users who have bad intentions or need help. 

They are to report to a Site Director about the details of their mission and must constantly train themselves and take breaks in between when needed. Should they need anything, a level 3 or 4 researcher must listen to their requests and mention it to a site director. The Leader of this task force named 'Rodeo' is allowed to recruit who he wants in his team and must mention this to a Site Director, the MTF team is allowed to work with other MTF teams as well in case if the mission requires a joint operation. 

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[Meet the Hand] 

Inside a cave in the rocky mountains somewhere in the Nevada desert, Nikolai, the one who has become the Hand, sits on a rock and looks at you, the Readers.

"I am Nikolai Fedorov. The one who has become The Hand." He spoke up and showed his right hand to the readers before continuing, "And this is my weapon. It weighs as much as an average human hand but can scrape anything or anyone from existence, sending them to god knows where. It doesn't cost a single dollar or penny to use this hand, because I own it and can use it how I want to and whenever I want to... except for masturbation which is completely a HORRIBLE idea."

– 10 Seconds Later –

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *snort* HAHAHA! Hohoho!"

– 10 More Seconds Later –

Looking around, Nickolai looked at the back of his right hand and saw a smiley face was drawn on it. 

"Oh my god. Who drew this? Alright..." He takes a deep breath and yells in furious, "WHO DID THIS?! WHO DREW THIS ON MY WEAPON?!"

– 20 Seconds later –

"Some think this Stand that I have become could have more potential if Okuyasu wasn't hindering it." He sniffed as he nodded, "Maybe. Maybe. But since I have become the Hand, I have already pushed this thing to its absolute potential and due to that, I can now outsmart bullets, rockets and tank shells. But I have yet to meet the one who can outsmart my right hand." He said, making his final statement as his hand glowing intensely.

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In the deserts of Nevada, Finn, Robert, McQueen in his bipedal form and Nikolai were wrecking a CI base and its soldiers without mercy. 

Grabbing a CI soldier with his left hand, Nickolai throws him towards a Humvee's front window and crashes into it. He swings his right hand down and pulls three CI soldiers towards himself and does a right hook on one, an uppercut on another and a spin kick on the last one, sending all three of them flying in different directions. 

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! CRY SOME MORE!"

Few minutes later, the group of four drived away from the base with McQueen in car form. Robert was able to get a functioning laptop from the base and use it for whatever purposes they need. 

Nikolai in the backseat chuckles in amusement, "Cry some more."

"Ok..."Finn looked at his Russian friend oddly before shaking his head, "Anyways, Robert, can you access the Wi-Fi?" 

"For now no." Robert shook his head, "The only Wi-Fi was back at that base but we wrecked it so going back is a no go."

"You know we did beat them up to a pulp right? Don't you feel bad?" McQueen said through the radio.

"Believe me McQueen the Chaos Insurgency and the Global Occult Coalition cannot be sympathized with and are something who we cannot let our guard down against. So yeah, we did beat them up but we might also be helping the Foundation, and the Serpent's Hand people be safe from those monsters. Because believe me, those two factions don't show mercy against them. I've read the Scp articles so I know what I'm saying."

McQueen could only sighed, "Got it, Finn. So where should we head to get a stable Wi-Fi connection?" He asked him. 

"Since we know that we are in Nevada. Las Vegas might be our best bet."

"Hell yeah! Las Vegas, baby! Let's go!" Robert yelled at the three excitedly.

Knowing their next destination, McQueen continues to drive down the road along with Nikolai, Robert and Finn. One can only imagine what might be waiting for them there

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In Miami, Wamuu was still continuing his search ever since he arrived in Florida but no luck whatsoever, no new opponent showed up yet to give him the satisfaction of a good fight. He was currently standing on top of a lampost of a highway and looking at the night sky thinking what he should do next. 

"I've searched every area of this state but.... my search here is now becoming fruitless." He sighed in sadness.

'America is a big country so I might have to move my search to other states as well.' Wamuu thought. He was about to leave until he spotted something coming from down the road. 

Activating his wind suit and becoming invisible. Wamuu saw it was someone riding a chopper bike but when the chopper got closer to the lampost he was standing on top, his eyes widened in shock and surprise. 

'Is that who I think it is?!' 

The one riding the chopper bike was none other than the Flame Pillar Man, Esidisi, wearing a red shirt underneath the jet-black leather jacket, long jeans, and he wore a pair of sunglasses. Esidisi didn't seem to notice Wamuu was on the lamppost, he rode past it and continued heading down the highway. 

Turning off his wind suit, Wamuu immediately starts jumping from lamppost to lamppost and follows his master. 

Stopping in front of a traffic light which was showing the red light, Esidisi decides to wait with his arms crossed till the light turns green. But then, he suddenly felt a presence behind him. 

"Come any closer and I might as well end you right here and now." He said menacingly.

"Lord Esidisi." 

Startled, Esidisi widened his eyes and instantly turned around to see his loyal warrior Wamuu in the flesh. 

"Wamuu? I can't believe it. So even you were...."

"Yes Lord Esidisi. I was given a second chance just like you."

Getting off the chopper, Esidisi approached him but then Wamuu immediately bows down to him. 

Esidisi couldn't help but chuckle, "You still haven't changed a bit, have you? You may stand up."

Complying to his master's order, Wamuu calmly stands up, which Esidisi greeted him.

"It's good to see you again, Wamuu."

"It's good to see you as well, Lord Esidisi. Seems like fate guided me to you."

"Well fate works in mysterious ways. Come on." Esidisi said, waving Wamuu to urge him to follow 

"Where are we going?" He asked 

"Somewhere where we can chat and catch up again." Esidisi replies as he gets on the chopper and says to Wamuu, "Hop on."

"Yes, Lord Esidisi." Wammu said straight away.

Sitting behind Esidisi on the chopper bike with his arms crossed, the traffic light becomes green and Esidisi starts riding down the highway. 

While riding down the highway, Esidisi asks Wamuu, "You're not gonna ask me why I'm using a human vehicle and wearing human clothing?"

"As much as I don't appreciate human technology and the clothing, given the fact that we still have no idea whether this earth is the same or not and have yet to learn more about this world, It's only logical that we blend in with the human population and using a vehicle will get us from one place to another quickly." Wamuu simply explained.

"Yes you are quite correct, Wamuu."

As the two drove through the highway for a brief moment, Wammu took his turn to ask, "My lord, did you... had any encounters with bizzare individuals?"

"No I haven't. Why do you ask?"

"Because I had an encounter with someone while I was in Australia and he had an ability which was bizarre in its own way, I fought him and won."

"Is that so? Tell me more about your fight when we reach a place to stay for the night." 

Spotting a cloth shop on the right side of the highway, Esidisi parks the bike a few meters away from the shop on the side of the road. 

"Is there something wrong?" Wamuu asks.

"Since we need to blend in and given that you are still in your old clothing, I'm buying some clothes from that shop for you."

"But Lord Esidisi, you don't have to. I'm your loyal warrior and servant so it should be me who should get the clothes for myself. I would be ashamed to see my own lord buying something for me." Wamuu insisted.

Looking at him, Esidisi couldn't help but laugh and pat him on the shoulder.

"You really haven't changed, huh. You don't have to feel ashamed, Wamuu. Just consider it as a gift from me to you and as your master, you should respect my decisions."

Wamuu sighs, "Alright."

"Good. Now stay here just in case someone tries to steal our vehicle."

"Yes my Lord." Wamuu said, bowing down on the ground.

Heading for the cloth shop, Esidisi entered it while Wamuu stood next to the chopper bike and kept a lookout for anyone. Wamuu was glad to see his master again and this only gave him more hope that his master Kars and Santana could be out there as well. 

Perhaps fate will guide him to them just like he was guided to Esidisi or maybe fate will guide them and bring them to him instead. But again it's fate and it works in a way he and everyone still don't understand. 

Few minutes had passed, and Wamuu saw Esidisi coming back with a bag filled with clothes.

Raising the bags, Esidisi ordered, "Put these on."

"Certainly."

Half a minute later, Wamuu was now wearing a gray tank top, blue jeans and some gray shoes. Wamuu found it a bit odd to wear them but he will adjust to them soon enough. 

"You look good in it and the clothes seem to fit." Esidisi said, smiling at the modernized servant of his. Perhaps staying in this era seemed to make him adapt and a bit of liking.

"Yes, while they are a bit odd, I'll get used to them in no time. Thank you."

"No need to thank me. You've been loyal to me and Kars for years so this is the least I can do for you and... well you've done things for me and Kars all the time so I thought why not do this one thing for you." Esidisi said with honesty.

"That's nice of you to say, master Esidisi."

"I know. I mostly don't say stuff like this but... still, it's good to see you again and that too alive and well. Let's move out."

Getting back on the chopper bike he 'borrowed', he and Wamuu get on the bike and start to drive down the highway. Wamuu was a little bit surprised by what his master said but he accepted the kind words. His master would be serious in most or many cases, but seeing this side of him was something he didn't expect but he didn't protest given that he and Santana were raised by them since they were babies and they were trained by them in fighting as well and being their only parent figures throughout their life. 

As he continues looking at the sky, Wamuu thinks of what might come next for them. 

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On the outskirts of Miami, Wamuu and Esidisi were currently inside a motel room with the bike parked outside. Wamuu who was sitting on a chair explained to Esidisi, who was sitting on a couch regarding his fight against Abel and how it went down. 

"So this man Abel was able to pull out melee weaponry from a rift that appeared on the palm of his hands and survived your divine sandstorm at least twice. When you killed him, his body decomposed at an accelerated rate until there was nothing left. Also he lacked hamon." Esidisi said, recalling the words from his servant's explanation, feeling a slight surprise on this interesting individual Wamuu encountered.

"Yes." 

"Hmm... this Abel is a bizarre one indeed. Wamuu, did you encounter any soldiers with logos on their uniform that we're not familiar with?"

"Yes. When I awakened in Australia, I had an encounter with soldiers wearing gas masks and pretty much dealt with them quite easily."

"Mhm." Esidisi nodded, picking up something from his leather jacket's pocket, he showed him a badge which had the logo of the GOC on it. "Was this their logo?" 

"No. The logo had a black circle surrounding a red dot in the center."

"I see. Then the soldiers I encountered and the ones you encountered might be two different organizations or factions."

"Highly possible."

"...If your encounter with Abel is proof enough that we are on a different earth. That means Joseph, the Red Stone of Aja and the Stone Mask might not be here. Speaking of Joseph, how did your fight with him go down, while I was dead?" 

Recalling the event, Wamuu began to explain the time of his battle against Joseph.

Listening to his explanation, Esidisi couldn't help but feel shocked and surprised that Wamuu, who never lost a fight against anyone and was considered as a fighting genius was defeated by a mere human like Joseph. 

"While Joseph might have used his own ways of defeating me, I accepted my death as a warrior in that colosseum nonetheless without any regrets." Wamuu finished.

"At least you fought till the very end with your honor still intact." Esidisi nodded with a smile, not angry or anything but felt relief that his servant's death was not that mocking.

"Yes I did. But we can learn from our past and make ourselves better and stronger than ever."

"Indeed Wamuu."

"So what should we do for now?" Wamuu began to ask.

"For now let's get some sleep. Even though we Pillar Men don't need it most of the time but just to keep our minds fresh and ready if it's necessary."

"I'll keep watch instead. Just in case we were to be ambushed by those organizations that we encountered or anything that might disturb us."

"....Yeah, I think it might be for the best. I'll be in the bedroom then. Goodnight Wamuu."

"Goodnight to you as well, Lord Esidisi."

Entering the bedroom and closing the door behind him. Wamuu then thought. 

'I wonder where Lord Kars and Santana might be. They too might also be looking for us. Also,  I again feel like someone is watching me. Maybe I'm being paranoid.'

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Inside an Scp Foundation cargo plane, Iris and Abel were inside of the aircraft as it headed for America. Abel's cube from which he always resurrects from was also in the plane, with some Mobile Task Force soldiers were alongside with them, wielding higher caliber guns just in case if Abel goes on a rampage. 

Sitting beside Abel, Iris was looking at the photo she took of Wamuu with her Polaroid camera when she first saw him and using her powers to make the photo move. She could see and hear the entire conversation Wamuu had with Esidisi which she didn't expect would be also alive.

"This might be a problem." Iris mumbled, she glanced at one of the MTF soldiers and asked, "How long before we reach America?"

"By 9 PM." He shortly answered.

"Thank you." Iris thanked him and continued to look at the photo again, "Great. First Wamuu and now Esidisi. What's next? Hell breaks loose somewhere in the world?!" She yelled.

(Author: 😐 About that.... well.) 

"Will you calm down Iris. Your yelling is an annoyance." Abel muttered at her in annoyance.

"I can't calm down! We should have relayed this info about the Pillar Men to the JoJo professionals like Rodeo and the gang a day back, but nooooo, we had our flight get delayed by one lousy day. Then we heard from Triana that site-17 almost went boom by a Chaos Insurgency mole and Scp-1765 got wrecked by King Crimson. If I hear more stuff like this, I JUST MIGHT HAVE A SHEER HEART ATTACK!"

"Good grief." Abel lay in his seat, feeling tired even though he could fight an entire month, but from this girl's rambling, it's kinda hard to hold.

Iris lets out a deep sigh and says, "When time passes, more threats start showing up and when those threats make a move, people get hurt or worse." She said looking down.

"....First, shut up. Second, if you think in a negative way, negative things happen. Three, stop being frustrated because a fighter's mind needs to be focused, calm and collective. Four, can you just be quiet for the rest of the trip." Abel calmly muttered as he closed his eyes and crossed his arms.

"Fine."

"Good."

Laying in her seat alongside Abel, Iris then thought. 

'Let's hope we can make it to Rodeo and his gang.'