<div style="text-align: left;">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v457/Darthvegeta800/keanu-reeves2_zps7369e7b9.jpg) (http://smg.photobucket.com/user/Darthvegeta800/media/keanu-reeves2_zps7369e7b9.jpg.html)</div><br/><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Silver Samurai<br/><strong>Location:</strong> L.A. Streets<br/><strong>Whereabouts:</strong> Aiding Captain Marvel<br/><strong>Taggings:</strong> Captain Marvel, Ghost Rider<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Silver Samurai Armor<br/></div><br/>The Silver Samurai was pleased the blonde learned fast. She took words of wisdom and tried to follow them. A good start. Too many rookies of potential burned brightly like fiery flames but dwindled and were extinguished as they wanted too much, too quickly.<br/>As the Ultron Drones engaged them, the Silver Samurai moved with lethal precision. His tachyon coated blades cutting and slashing his foes. He dodged enery blasts and never stood still. At times he turned Ultron Drone attacks against their own ilk.<br/>But even a man like Silver Samurai would eventually tire.<br/><br/>However he noticed the superheroine became overly empassioned and wandered off, pulverizing and smiting the drones with might of a veritably goddess.<br/>It was always inspiring to see metahumans of her unleash their inner fury.<br/>But as part of the Ultron Drones chased her, their jets burning, she became seperate of him.<br/>In the distance she could see him and his blue gaze fixed her. She knew he was looking at her as dozens of the Ultron Drones descended.<br/>He nodded at her and it took a moment for it to became apparent what he intended.<br/>He kicked a button and the fire hatches and several grids began to activate, descending and thus banishing Captain Marvel from the sight of the majority of the drones.<br/>Still the indomitable heroine faced a veritable cohort of the drones. Lured away from the masses, they remained a formidable pack.<br/>A pack that fought with one mind, one purpose, one all encompassing ruthless desire to take her down.<br/>Silver Samurai would not see the arrival of Ghost Rider but Captain Marvel certainly would.<br/>As one the Ultron Drones turned their heads to look at their demonic foe.<br/><span class="bbc_u"><em><strong>"ENEMY TARGET AQUIRED. IDENTIFIED AS GHOST RIDER. THREAT LEVEL: HIGH. RESPONSE MEASURES... EXTREME"</strong></em></span>their ruby eyes flared too life. As one they aimed their weapons at the awe inspiring purger of sins.<br/>They now faced two high level meta's. And they knew it.<br/>They would not hold back...<br/><br/>Silver Samurai was unaware of any of this.<br/>More and more of the Drones arrived. Some had tried to push into the tunnel but the Silver Samurai lashed out with a quick manoeuvre to cut them in two.<br/>But Harada did not pretend to have a chance against his foes.<br/>Captain Marvel was their priority it distracted them. It no longer did.<br/>As one they regrouped.<br/><span class="bbc_u"><em><strong>"SILVER SAMURAI THREAT... RE-EVALUATED. ABOVE AVERAGE..."</strong></em></span><br/><strong>"Well... at least we're making progress" </strong>he noted dryly.<br/><span class="bbc_u"><em><strong>"Unified assault. Purge. Then proceed. Captain Marvel remains priority target Zeta 4"</strong></em></span><br/>Around him lay the Ultron Drones. A dozen at the least. He should not have been able to do this by their calculations.<br/>He had no powers beyond one that was useful but oddly antiquated. He was brittle, tired, human.<br/>His armor light and not designed to resist them.<br/>Silver Samurai was a joke. A Jest.<br/>But he endured.<br/>A wild card as defined by Ultron.<br/>Kenuichio Harada was not the first one to perform above expected levels.<br/>Reinitializing as one, they deemed him as a 'wild card'. Thus extreme tactics and energy use was allowed.<br/><span class="bbc_u"><em><strong>"Executing Anti-Wild Card program. Silver Samurai termination... inevitable"</strong></em></span>they said as one.<br/><strong>"A man like me defines himself by his life AND his death" </strong>Harada moved into a crouched stance.<strong>"A beautiful death... is all a man can ask for..."</strong>he whispered to himself. He pushed asside his horrible memories of hell. Of the Gaki. Of his encounter with Wolverine and Satan himself.<br/>Perhaps he would return to Gaki-Do. It mattered not. One realm of struggle replaced by another.<br/>He half smiled.<br/>This time the Gaki filth would find him as difficult to take down as these Ultrons.<br/>The Ultrons struck as one.<br/>A fierce blaze of energy discharges and razorsharp blows pitted against the dual blades of the last true Samurai.<br/>The outcome was foreseen, the price that was paid high.<br/>Ultrons lay everywhere. But so were splatters of blood.<br/>An Ultron placed his metal foot on his back.<br/><span class="bbc_u"><em><strong>"PROCEED. PURGE THE TRUE THREATS!!! ULTRON DEMANDS VICTORY. ULTRON'S WILL BE DONE. EXECUTE EXTERMINATION PROTOCOLS. PROCEED. PROCEED PROCEED."</strong></em></span>through each security wall they burst, one after another. Unaware of what had happened with Ghost Rider, Captain Marvel and their Ultron brethren.<br/><br/>Silver Samurai's armor was bent. Blood and agony but still he tried to rise. The metal foot pushed down. The crack of bone.<br/><span class="bbc_u"><em><strong>"ADMIRABLE RESISTANCE. FUTILE RESULT..."</strong></em></span>more so than before it seemed as though Ultron himself spoke through his drone.<br/>Silver Samurai smiled wryly.<br/>His soul was tained. Deep down he feared Gaki-Do. He feared the fiery pits and to return there.<br/>Beheaded. Tortured. Humiliated.<br/>The face of the blonde superheroine came to him. Innocence incarnate. Not like him.<br/>He was evil... perhaps. But he was also honorable. Samurai. Last lord of the Yashida. And perhaps in death he would give the real hero a fighting chance.<br/>He looked at the tracks. The cunning warrior's mind raced despite the terror, the pain, the guilt.<br/>The tracks were electrified.<br/><strong>"Hubris and pride are sins we share"</strong>he merely said.<br/>Fear in his gut. So many sins he carried. For each good and honorable deed a ruthless act. For each time he was hero, he could think of two he was villain. His mysterious return to life so brief. So short.<br/>But let hell's demons welcome him. He would meet them with pride.<br/>He lashed out, his hand grabbing Ultron's foot. The blade, his armor... the Ultron. The discharge was bigger than expected. Insulated yes but the layer of metal that coated it might be beyond conductive. It might be his doom. The layers under the armor held momentarily but then prickles. Pain. Oblivion.<br/>The Ultron Drone fell down an empty husk.<br/>The room was a pit of silver death.<br/><br/>Armored drones everywhere, cut to pieces. Sputtering electricity.<br/>And a single mutant warrior. A single silverclad Samurai lay there motionless.<br/>His ancestral sword in his right hand, the other blade still dug next to the rails, electricity jolting upwards. Light lightning. Like a beacon to the kami.<br/>Proclaiming bombastically<em>"Here comes another warrior. Here comes Kenuichio Harada, Master of the Yashida Clan. Silver Samurai!"</em><br/>And then all lights went out and the room was filled with darkness.<br/>