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In the wreckage of a wasteland, There stood a cloaked man, all of his body hidden. This, was an elderly man. A old man, only known as...Geraldo. A legendary warrior, no doubt, not taking anyone's bull crap, not in any universe. He found the crisis's of the Order of despair, sigma, and even Black Shadow meager weak children, hardly enough to satisfy his tastes. Man versus the wild, that was his personal taste. Fighting the worst monsters this world could offer. Luckily for him, he found one of those creatures, and it was close. Geraldo could just smell it...



Geraldo checked his watch, narrowing his eyes at it. One second ticked off, making him give an angry look. "They are 1 second late!! Damn, i knew better than to invite some team of weaklings!" He called out, making little lizard's scurry from under pieces of broken space ship pieces. He stood in the middle of a rather empty part of the wastes, if not some with a little bit of debris here and there. It is here, where e discovered a legendary creature made it's nest. Large wings, Devilish horns, a tail like a sledge hammer...Yup, sounds like something Geraldo needed to suplex into submission. His buddies could also use a bit of a lesson in monster smackin'.

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Lucas looked in the distance at the only object within this deserted wasteland. A crashed and absolutely wrecked gunship. Pieces were scattered here and there, and little-to-no life was to be found around here, not that many would actually WANT to live here. But it might make a good salvage site. But for now the blond psychic shook his head and continued to ride to the destination of the mission meet up on his Mr.Saturn Table. He accepted this mission to test himself, to test his strength to see if he was up for the task of taking down the disease that plagued Li but with a different plan than the others. And in order to lead, he needed to be strong.

Eventually Lucas made it to the meet-up point and hopped off the Mr.Saturn Table and let it run off to wherever it goes when he doesn't use it or has summoned it. The blondie then walked around the wreckage a bit scared of what dangers might lay ahead, but still tried his best to stay strong and complete this mission. He then looked around to meet whomever he was teaming up with on this mission. All he really knew was; One is named Geraldo, and one is named Espio and is an ambiguous ninja judging by what was on the mission board. Still, eventually he spotted someone in the distance and walked over to them before saying. "Hello."

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In all actuality, Geraldo couldn't have been farther from the truth when it came to Espio. One never should underestimate the punctuality of a Ninja, if they have an appointment, they more likely than not will show up before their appointment, and lie in wait, making sure they met under the ninja's terms, not the terms of the other party. This was exactly what Espio had done, as he  laid on the wrecked Gunship, invisible to the naked eye as he waited for Geraldo to become upset, then prove the old man otherwise, as he had gotten on his bad side.

Espio cleared his throat, continuing to lay there, as he spoke. "Late? You underestimate the punctuality of a ninja. If I wanted to be late, I wouldn't have scouted the Gunship out long before you arrived." As he stated this, he stood up and changed from invisible to his usual purple form, the powers of a Chameleon proving useful once more. He snickered at whatever reaction the old man and young boy would have, as getting someone to be even slightly shocked at his sudden appearance was always slightly amusing, and he just couldn't help it with the old man.

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"BOY!" The old man called out, point a grizzled finger directly at lucas, stomping up to the blond sprout, workin' up a rant of a life time, speaking in a tone that could match Foghorn Leghorn in annoyingness. "Do you know how RUDE it is to leave a old man waiting?! I say boy, i said are you listening at all, any of this getting through taht helmet you call hair?! You boys these days, head's stuck in the game's and fighting black bulls or despair orders, not a splitting lick-a moment for a old man! i coulda died of a heart attack before you got here, i say, i coulda been vulture food!!" Geraldo said, ranting out lucas for no real reason than just being a grouchy old man. And oh boy, when espio reered his ninja abilities, proudly stating he was here the whole time...Geraldo's jimmies were truly rustled.

"OH GOOD LORDY LOODY LOO, DONT WE JUST HAVE A GUY WHO'S CRAP DONT STINK!!" Geraldo yelled, smacking espio upside the back of the head in punishment. "You could of gave me a heart attack boy, i say boy, I. SAY. BOY! You coulda kiled me dead in my tracks, no reward's for either of ya' with your ninja sneakin'! Why i oughta, This is gonna be pitifull, Horrible, down right insulting!!" Geraldo said, angrily grunting as he just walked along, fully expecting his little team to follow. Geraldo looked off a rather large drop, looking down at what apeared to be a nest, full of egg's. And near it...May be the most horrifying thing anyone could have ever seen.



"That, ya bunch of dumbo-rejects, Is the Diablos. A flying wyvern with a massive spiked mace of a tail, digging ability, horn's that can shatter pure stone like glass, a roar so loud it can shatter the ear drums of anyone standing in 100 feet, and a natural armor so thick, you'd be lucky if your blade can make any form of indentation before it bites your head off, rip's your body into un-identafiable gore and turns you into a nice cannibal-themed necklace...And I....AM GONNA GO PILEDRIVE IT!" Geraldo said, giving a explanation of his very illk thought out plan, before revealing his true form to the team, flexing to show he meant buisness.



"I. AM. READY!!!!!" Geraldo yelled, before jumping off the drop to face the dinosaur head on.

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Lucas backed up a bit when pointed at and when Geraldo stomped up to him, the shy-ish boy being easily intimidated by the mission client despite him being somewhat of an old man. Still, the blond child nodded at what Geraldo had to say so then the old man could probably feel like he actually let of some steam by getting something through to Lucas, who in turn was just trying to ignore the intimidating and cranky nature of this crazy client. After all was said and done by Geraldo, Lucas stood up and patted himself down, along with trying to look up at his hair which the old coot insulted rudely.

At least the ninja..... thing, could distract the old man for longer than Lucas did. The boy only said hello and Geraldo blew a fuse for no good reason, maybe Espio could help him. But regardless, he sweat dropped at the over all cranky and crazy attitude of their client as he seemed...... less mentally stable, to say the least. This mission better pay well some how, or at least contribute in some way to the life sphere or expansion of safe areas.

When the Diablo appeared, Lucas was a bit afraid but gulped and tried to hide his fear away as he got into a battle ready position and took a deep breath. "It's ok..... You've faced bad things before right? Just.... Give him some support. He seems to be alright, though I'll help from afar." Lucas said to himself for a little reassurance and support as some signature hexagonal energy began emanating from his fingers. "S-Sir? What do you think is the best way of getting rid of this thing? Any weaknesses?" If he could get some information from the crazed muscular Geraldo, then maybe the psychokinetic kid could develop a strategy.