Mojowuq9 (holy shit i just remembered ive been using the wrong name this entire time its Keyes, not reeves. thats a big oopsie. ill spend time changing all of the Reeves's to Keyes. Reeves was the name of a negotiator between the GSR and the RE after the GSR took in New Legion soldiers. edit: done) 5 hours later, the craft arrives at a landing station on the Remnant Capital. Asking a local for directions, they make their way to the Remnant High Throne. They start to realize on their walk that there is a surprisingly low amount of security. They were not submitted to a weapons check upon arriving, armed guards are few and far between, and the local seemed to know exactly where the High Throne was located. It was all extraordinarily suspicious. Upon reaching the front gates, electro-disks are thrown, disabling security cameras. Keyes extends a blade from his biomechanical arm and silently slits the guards' throats. As they walk closer to the main building, Reeves can feel the weight of the gun increasing. It is almost time for 'forgiveness.' Nevertheless, the team continues into the building, expecting soldiers at every turn. Instead, the halls are empty, all the doors locked. They make their way up to the top, where the throne itself is. Keyes pulls out the pistol, preparing to take a shot if Buchanan is there. Upon reaching the top, they see no one except for a man in his late twenties, with long, crow black hair, a cybernetic arm, eye, and leg, casually lying on the throne. Twin gun-swords are crossed on his back, and he holds a small knife. "So, you finally made it... Jameson. I've been waiting forever." The man glances at Keyes with piercing blue eyes. Keyes is shocked as to how this man knows his name. "Who are you? Where is Buchanan?" With his other hand, Keyes pulls out a regular pistol, aiming it at the man. The figure chuckles. "Oh, Jameson, you'll never learn, will you. People change. I've changed. And I see you have as well." A realization hits Keyes. "No... It can't be. Buchanan? I- you- what are you? Never mind all of that. I'm here to end this; to end you." He aims the anti-soul pistol at Buchanan, but Buchanan knocks it away with a flick of his wrist. "Nope." Buchanan stands up, easily 6' 8". He smiles a wicked smile; all teeth. He reaches out with his left hand, and a massive, completely ventablack sword appears in his hand. With another flick, Keyes' men are crushed under an invisible force, crippling them instantly. "Just you and me, James. Just like the old days, before you became a complete idiot." At an impossible speed, Buchanan runs at Keyes, and the fight begins.
Every time Keyes lands a blow on Buchanan, it passes through him. Every time, Buchanan laughs, slashing Keyes with a sword made of the void. "Y'know," Buchanan taunts. "I thought you would be happier to see me after all those years." Buchanan and Keyes lock blades, furiously pushing against one another. Keyes finally wins, and his blade sinks into Buchanan's chest. Keyes looks on in shock as Buchanan laughs, and the apparition fades. A piercing pain takes Keyes off balance as a dark sword pierces Keyes from his back, all the way out his chest. Buchanan flings Keyes off the sword, and slams him into a wall, unknowingly placing Keyes next to the S.T.A.R. pistol. As Buchanan takes a second to breath, Keyes picks up the gun and aims. "This... ends... here..." Buchanan looks on, amused, as the bullet is fired. It sinks into his skull, and he laughs maniacally. "Oh... I see what you're getting at here. Welp, too bad it never happened." Keyes can only watch on in horror as the flow of time reverses, and the bullet re-enters the chamber. Buchanan walks up to a frozen Keyes, and takes his hand, moving it towards his task force. "You walk into my house, kill my friends, and then try to kill me? Not gonna work, pal. I knew this was going to happen. Those reports leaked about my capabilities. Class-II? What a joke. It's been so long since I was that weak. So, as punishment for your transgression, you are going to watch as you kill your friend." Buchanan pulls the trigger on the pistol, and the bullet slowly enters Keyes' friend's body, ripping him from existence. The shot wasn't missed. Both Buchanan and Keyes still stand. Buchanan lets out one last laugh, then snaps his fingers. Keyes finds himself at command central for the New Legion, completely unharmed. He moves out of his chair to contact S.E.I.N. ASAP.