Off the Grid Season 4

At the Reaver's main base, the Reaver engineer's, and the remaining one's left, under the command of Crazy jack were creating new weaponry, and we're repairing their vehicle's, while some other Reaver's were soon back from their run in with Clint to continue fighting. They were hard at work, preparing for their next salvo run, until one of the Reaver guard's of the base....ran in running out of breath.

"WE GOT TROOOOUUUBLLLLEEEE!!!!!!!" The Reaver screamed in a fancy tone.

"WHAT'S GOING ON!?!?!?!?!?" Crazy Jack shouted angrily at the Reaver guard.

"Raven's.....coming down the corridor" The Reaver panted, as Jack growled with rage.

"HOW......CHECK THE SECURITY MONITOR'S!!!!!!!" Jack shouted.

"Boss, I'm not seeing anything on the security feed....their's nothing there" A Reaver replied, until a wristbracer went through one of the black inked Reaver's chest, as he collapsed to the ground dead...oozing out some sort of black ink.....revealing the pony who was scouting Vampra's base.....Lance

"Oh I can assure you there's something there" Lance growled in a deep voice. One of the other black inked Reaver's charged at Lance, only for a cloaked Bad Blood to pick him up, and throw him against the wall. Crazy Jack had seen this pony before, and knew who it was.

"How did you bypass.....OUR DEFENSES!?!?!?!?!?" Jack shouted angrily.

"We Raven's are professional's at infiltration" Lance replied, as the Bad Blooded Yautja in front of them de-cloaked. A Reaver pulled out a shotgun ready to retaliate....until another Bad Blooded Yautja dropped in, as the Reaver put the gun down, playing the situation smart, and not risking his own life. "Mortis has some.....pointer's for your defense system" Lance told Jack, as the same robot that scanned Vampra's base was now in the room behind the Reaver overlooking security.

"Your defense system's were laughably primitive....a service droid could have bypassed it" Mortis stated, until their Captain....the Crimson Dragon who the Raven's worked for, jumped down from the ceiling, facing Crazy Jack.

"Hello Jack....it's been a while" The Crimson Dragon snarled.

"Skip the formalities....Captain....What Do You Want!!!!!!" Jack scoffed.

"It look's to me like you suffered a humiliating defeat at the hand's of a certain.....somebody" The Dragon stated, pointing at his equipment.

"What are you getting at?" Jack growled angrily.

The Crimson Dragon reached his arm out, as one of the Bad Blood's handed him the backpack that Pixel used as a pillow to sleep earlier. "Who's is this?" The Dragon growled. Jack only rasied his arm's with a fake shrug.

"Never seen it before.....and if you think you can WALK IN HERE....AND THREATEN.....GAAAAAHHH!!!!!!" Jack screamed, as the Dragon threw him to the ground, causing the Reaver's to ready their weapon's, as the Bad Blooded Predator's, pulled out their Wristbracer's, or readied their Plasma Caster's.

"I'm gonna ask you one more time" The Dragon stated, as Jack cracked a smile.

"Oh I'm sure you know exactly who's it is" Jack smirked. Not having anymore game's....The Crimson Dragon gave Jack a brutal punch, as smoke puffed out of his nostril's, as he spoke.

"JAAACCKK....WHO'S IS THIS!?!?!?!?!?" The Crimson Dragon snarled.

"ALRIGHT, Alright....it was your Prrrrrecious CLiNT!!" Jack replied with a snark.

"RRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!! The Dragon roared angrily, as he beat Crazy jack so hard that his skull was crushed instantly kiiling the leader of the Reaver's.

"Easy now Captain....I just fixed up your arm" Mortis assured him, pointing to the robotic arm that replaced the one he lost a long time ago. The Crimson Dragon let out a huge puff, calming down before looking at the other Reaver's.

"LISTEN Here Reaver's your day's of aimlessly wandering these Wasteland's are over. Our petty war, and conflict end's here today....today start's a new era.....MY era....what belonged to the Reaver's now belong's to me....YOU ALL.....belong to ME! I will bring order to the Wasteland's. I offer you a chance to be a part of this new world....or you can leave it, like Jack" The Crimson Dragon ordered, as he got only silence in return, and smiled. "Good.....we understand each other. It's time to pay Regalias a visit....send the message"

The Crimson Dragon told Lance, as a mischevious smile spread across his face. "Hmmf....consider it done" Lance smiled, as he started to head out of the Reaver's base, but then stopped. "What about Clint....he's probably well behind the defensive area's of Vanguard Outpost by now?" Lance asked, as the Dragon cocked an evil smile.

"Aaaahhh yes.....Vanguard outpost....we have something special in mind for them....don't we Mortis?" The Dragon asked, as Mortis rasied up a claw that was filled with cybernetic hack's, and digital cyberspace code's, crucial to taking down almost any security.