UNSORTED

Mission Link: Who Let The Dogs Out?

A woman's shrill cry pierced the skies, startling the people around him. The screech of tires braking filled the air, followed by a vicious snarl and the crunch of steel.

People began to run to and fro in a panic, swarming past and over one another to escape the sudden emergence of danger.

He quirked an eyebrow, heading turning in the direction people fled from. He hadn't expected to get involved with anything dicey today, but his battery—or the source of his power, which he thought of as a 'battery'—was getting full.

Another day or so and he'd start discharging against his will. That would be a disaster in and of itself. Better to get involved now than learn it was something he could have easily stopped later. His soul could bear the weight of no more guilt—not after what happened to Sakura.

He sighed, slipping his hands in his pockets and trudging toward the raucous activity. As he reached the now sparsely populated intersection, his steps faltered at the sight before him. A huge gorilla sat atop a vehicle, pounding its fist into the roof.

The roof crumpled beneath its blows like tin foil. Tajima knew gorillas were strong beasts, but capable of folding steel with ease? Something fishy was going on.

That was when it spotted him. It howled and leaped from the roof, surging through the air with surprising speed toward him, its open frothing maw a portent of horror to come.

"Calm down." Blue sparks danced around his fingers as Tajima raised his hand, firing off a bolt of lightning.

It struck the beast full in the chest, knocking it to the ground. It was meant to incapacitate, but the creature struggled to its feet and charged again.

He sighed, drawing the metallic rod from his pocket. "Alright, buddy. You asked for it."

Lightning danced along the rod, forming a large broad sword surging with electricity. Tajima stepped toward the gorilla as it closed in, swinging his sword wide like a baseball bat. He caught the beast in the stomach as the gorilla folded in mid-air around the blade.

Tajima grunted, sending a bolt of lightning through his blade that shocked the creature, causing it to crumple to the ground. Drool pooled at the corner of its lips as it laid in a heap, the whites of its eyes visible as the gorilla's pupils rolled back in its head.

Tajima hoisted his blade, resting it against his shoulder. He could hear more screams and cries around him—more strange animal attacks? Someone was behind this.

He would get to the bottom of it.