As a youngster, Kiro Sarr found himself in need of a job, since he needed money for himself like anyone else in this world. So he started to accept contracts of all sorts, such as assassination, being a body-guard, hunting, usually dangerous jobs nobody else would dare pick. Because of this, Kiro was eventaully called a mercenary and people started looking for him, instead of him looking for them. With all these contracts being sent to him, each one paying more than the last, he couldn't help but accept each and every one. But, as one would expect, there were more contracts than any one person could handle, so he invited people to work alongside him, splitting the rewards from each contract.

He decided that this would be the start of a mercenary clan, and a clan needed a name. He couldn't be bothered with anything too flashy, so he made a name that showed that the group were straight, sharp, to the point and were as hard as steel. Like a blade. And so they became the Blade Mercenaries.

Haru: Hmm.. Something cool, not too flashy.
The blade? NOPE!
Um.. Chaotic Blade? NOPE!
Chaotic Scythe? Too dark.
Fist of-We don't even USE fists!
Agh..
*thinking period of 5 minutes*
Aha! Blade Mercenaries!

Blade Mercenaries Tryout

Friday, June 26th 2015, Lost had just recently completed his 100th assassination of a criminal. But Lost did not take the time to celebrate nor did he have to capability to. Instead, Lost was walking through out town. The name of the town was of no importance; the only thing that was important was finding a new criminal to kill. It was nighttime so there weren’t very many people on the streets, just the occasional drunken bum or lonely girl walking home from a night of drinking.

It was just then, while Lost was scanning his surroundings, that he saw a man in a suit chained up to a wall. Lost quickly headed towards the man to un-chain him. The man didn’t seem too happy about this since he was shaking his head rapidly from side to side. Lost didn’t understand this fully because his facial recognition update had yet to be installed. But that didn’t matter anyway as there was the sound of a metal pipe hitting the back of Lost’s head.

“Error, severe blow to the head received, activate repair protocol” Lost said, before the world went black.

“Rebooting” Lost opened his mechanical eyes to see a small, dark room surrounding him. He was sitting in an old wooden chair with his arms tied around his back, with chains. Lost quickly scanned the room and found two life forms standing in the shadows. Lost squirmed trying to move his arm to the point where he could press the buttons on his wrist.

“I thought you said it shutdown!” The female said.

“I thought it did!” The man said in reply.

Lost ignored their arguing and he quickly punched numbers into the buttons on his wrist. After a few seconds he teleported out of his chair. Both the male and the female open their mouths to speak, But were interrupted by Lost who grabbed both of their heads and smashed them together. The two tumbled to the ground. Lost quickly went over to stomp on the man’s head only to have chains wrap around his leg and pull him down.

“You didn’t think it would be that easy do you?” The woman said while chains formed a sword in her hand. Lost turned and pointed his arm gun at her but soon afterwards the man punched him in the back of the head followed by a swift kick to Lost’s free leg, making him fall to the ground with a thud, the faint sound of rap music coming from the man’s headphones.

Then, the man tried to stomp on Lost’s head. Lost put up a shield and blocked the kick, then he shot a bullet at the woman. The woman blocked the bullet with chainmail armor wrapped around her leg, but by the time she looked up Lost already had the man on the ground with a gun pointed at his head.

“Look we can talk this out man to uh.. Machine!” The man said looking up the barrel of the gun. But Lost wasn’t buying any of it and pulled the trigger. But instead of the bullet connecting with the target it hit the floor. A chain wrapped around Lost’s neck and pulled him to the ground hitting his already dented head, He blacked out. The man was standing over him smiling.

“I told you we could talk” The man said. Lost rebooted and his eyes flickered back to life.

“System restart was activated, searching for new owner.” Lost looked at the man and his eyes changed to a bright green. “Greetings, my name is Lost”

“Welcome to the team Lost” The man said.