The Thirst Of The Emirates

Waking atop the Burj Qatar wasn’t among the weirdest places this individual had slept. It seemed that after an exhausting fight he’d dose off regardless of his location. Scattered around him, he took note of his Black Ops Members all positioned almost in unity; this man didn’t need protecting but it seemed they still surveyed the perimeter in order to stop anyone from waking him. In the past, waking him had led to the deaths of a few, more commonly, he ripped some of his allies limb from limb while serving as a soldier, alive. That was primarily because of the fact that said soldiers relatives were the ones who held an evening trial for the death of his older brother. Being a soldier in his youth built him up, back in his days only swords, hands and arrows were used in combat making it ever so pleasurable unlike the countless weapons used in modern day feuds.

Rising from his sleep he moved his hand and fingers through his hair, moving it from front to back while the hairs diverse aero dynamic properties kept it elevated high above Sting head. He stood to his feet while an individual appeared before him, now that Stings onslaught on the United Aram Emirates had begun he decided to take the next steps in his plan and attack the United Arab Emirates themselves. Weakened through the capture of Qatar the takeover that segment would come with ease. If a poor soul dared to challenge him they’d meet the full extent of his wrath. The Soldier looked around while awaiting orders but all Sting did was wave his arm outward which not only formed the Garganta but also indicated to the soldiers that they should secure the area until his return.

In an instant, he made his way swiftly through the gargantuan, a serious facial expression followed suit while he considered the course of action after this takeover. He wanted to take the whole of Africa under the name of the Monsuta, it seemed that the so called lawful pests of the world took the Monsuta as a joke something Sting couldn’t permit. He wanted to show all those that they can’t brand a price on the lives of the Monsuta members.

Sting appeared on the other end of the Gargantua only to be met with a huge skyline that pared that of Qatar. The Skyline was engulfed in countless buildings all of which seemed to be itching to be torn down. He grinned as he shot across the city, his dense body slamming straight through one building as it made its way through to the other side, shattering the pillars of reinforcement in the process. The building began to tumble down on the individuals below but the ground seemed sparse, it seemed that the thoughtful bastards had decided to evacuate in case an invasion did take place, how thoughtful. The top half of the building flew to the ground as the foundation split in half, the ground beneath the building cracked and tumbled but fortunately, the foundations of these newly formed buildings were dug deep into the ground to combat the increase of seismic waves in the area. The ascension in said waves was largely due to the increase in the presence of power enhanced beings, these individuals in combat seem to shake the whole foundation of the earth in the very same way that it shook now.

Sting remained still and energized as he inhaled bracing himself for an attack. His eyes and ears had a heightened senses allowing him to see or hear the slightest change in the wind which helped determine the origin of an attack. The humid temperature began spreading across Sting skin while the destruction of the nearby building allowed for a solid breeze to swoop the area. The yellow haired Chikara was known for his thoughtless actions; no doubt his enemies would see this as one of those actions. However, when deciding to attack Qatar, he had a plan. The general area around Qatar is oil rich and the equity stakes in the oil business around the emirates was at an all-time boom, many organizations began using oil to lubricate large weapons formed for variety of organizations. The bi-products created were identified as isomers of fuels that could essentially be recycled after through re-engineering; along with the oil, the countries revenue largely out-weight that of the loss. Attacking the country and claiming it would essentially be a gateway to the neighbouring provinces allowing the Monsuta to spread their influences with not just the aid of the excess funds that Qatar possess but also with the architectural plans of the weapons that were created and distributed by this great city.

The United Arab Emirates, identified as the heart of the Arabian society, taking this country under any terms would allow for an increase in the Monsutas social position. With the area being near a lot of the other major countries it would successfully act as a gateway for the Monsutas further endeavours. True the Monsuta owned a vast majority of South America, but the not so subtle addition of Qatar and The Emirates to the arsenal would show the neighbouring organizations that they were serious.