The Unseen Evil

[cunfuzzler]

Elizabeth couldn't believe she had just allowed her voice to go unchecked, it was too late to stop the effect however however, poor Max was already downed. Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit! I just deafened Max. I just want to leave now, go back to the plane, and leave this place, shack up at home, pay some guards, guards with dogs and automatic weapons, and never leave. She snapped back to reality to the sound of Max's cries, she looked down at him and careful to keep her voice as soft as possible spoke to him "Can you hear me Max? You're not dying... You're probably not dying." She honestly didn't know if he was dying or not, she had never killed anyone before, though she had never been so reckless before either. She leaned down and tried to pin him in position to stop his flailing. Looking into his eyes she spoke once more this time trying to mouth her words as explicitly as possible, though she doubted it was something Max would pick up on. "Max, I need you to snap out of it, people are fighting somewhere. I hear gunfire, and it would be really nice if you could help out."

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Wilston both watched and listened as his men were executed one by one. As well as hearing someone playing a maniacal version of Marco Polo it seemed. That was just creepy really. He could just make out the silhouette of one of his men combating the woman they had seen. She got right back up after he shot her, but this guy was no fool, he had been with the group almost as long as Wilston himself, he could tell by a yellow stripe on his back. The man dropped his P90 to the ground instead grabbing a large obsidian cursed bowie knife from at his waist. If anything would cause permanent damage it would be it, Wilston smiled at the man's resourcefulness. Now however he was torn between helping him or hunting down the Marco Polo guy that was still as of yet unseen. He decided to go with the former, he trained the sights of his P90 on the woman and opened fire. They themselves would not eliminate her, but they might just provide the distraction that could allow his comrade to finish the job.

[MsKittyCatty]

Eden reached out to grab her sword but as she did, she watched the man grab a bowie knife. She gave him a skeptical look, glancing from her rather large sword compared to his knife, and started to stand, but as she did, bullets began flying around her, some hitting her. She cried out, a bullet hitting her wrist and causing her to drop her sword as the man over her began stabbing her. “Stop!” she yelled, falling to the ground and shivering as blood began pouring from her body, curled up in the fetal position on the ground. A tear fell from her eye and she began to lose consciousness, the world becoming black as she passed out. Her body would begin to heal a wound and another would open thanks to the men attacking her.

[Damo021]

So much had happened in quite quick succession, One moment their was tension between the two groups while they stood idly around in the open and in dense fog to suddenly being quietly attacked which made all chaos ensue. Frederich was hit by a tranq dart and hit the floor like a sack of potatoes, hell for a second Turi thought that Jack little annoying demon had done something but of course it was not the case as who ever it was knew what they were doing and wanted them alive.

Using her heightened senses to try and pick something up as she could not see bugger all at distance in the fog but was to no avail and although Turisia remained calm while others where panicking there was something amusing even if considerably dangerous for the most unorthodox team was now under siege and despite their amazing capabilities their unknown enemy seemed to know what they were doing still as other darts went whizzing by soon the group had split up, A big mistake in the Krentasians mind but alas remained behind to check on Frederich in the human craft at least while the other went of in two different directions.

Things seemed to be quite as Turi came back out, she was being as stealth as possible and stick to cover, She could hear the others moving around out in the fog and couldn't see them for worth a dam, Soon however their was an explosion on a building followed by an enemy leaving her heightened sense of smell gave it away that it was a werewolf, Surely they were not behind it? soon Eden and Vincent had made it back on the streets , it was nuts and exhilarating but helped her start getting a bearing of people movements despite not seeing them from the rather annoying fog, great snow and fog, this was one very agitated Krentas.

She had kept silent out of the way using the cover and fog to move around, if enemies appeared again she would launch a surprise of her own on them, she was curious to weather or not the others in the 'team' even remembered her even being there, all the while it seemed that Jack got himself into some sort of trouble to was not to her surprise, the smell of blood was in the air and soon it was all chaos and sounds, her senses picking up pretty much everything going on. Just then the Banshee let out a howling scream of words, weather it was panic or not was unknown but she certainly could of woken up the dead a few miles away with it, the scream was something she would never forget as it overloaded her senses and collapse on the floor where she was in cover, fortunately the scream was for a few seconds in a sentence and needed a good few minutes to gather herself up, it was one of the major weaknesses of her kind and why they prefer to keep a distance between themselves and banshees soon It went quiet once more and something did not feel right to Turisia.

Weapons fire, that was it, the first major mistake of the enemy, it gave away their locations to Turi like a beacon, it sounded like they were shooting at anything they thought they saw moving, this was good they were spooked, obviously some one had done something to them and Turisia began making her way to the sounds being silent. Fortunately for Eden however, Turisia had just sneaked up to her position to see her getting shot at by one enemy while being repeatedly stabbed by another, they of course got the upper hand on her and she appeared to be unconscious, this was her time to counter attack as the man with his P90 had stopped firing and neither of them were aware she was close by.

Using her speed and agility Turisia leaped into action and closed in on the man armed with the knife rapidly. "Human, How about a new target" It was the only warning he got as he looked up seeing Turisia heading at him and once again would be in close quarters combat, sadly for him he was about to get a reminder lesson in paranormal 101, Don't fight a Krentasian in close quarters. By the time he had stood up however he was already taking the first blow as Turisia quickly drop kicked him in the chest knocking him of balance, within seconds she landed on the floor only to quickly kip up back up onto her feet effortlessly. Wilston watched in amazement and immediately set about reloading his P90 realizing the seriousness of the situation.

The man quickly went back on the offensive trying to get in a few good moves which on most days would work but the woman was just reacting to quick for him, dodging and doing a few quick jabs in between like she was toying with him before disarming him and knocking him down on the floor, her back to him she looked at Wilston his weapon was jamming during reloading but he kept his calm before looking up seeing the woman looking at him. He watched as the man saw his chance believing she was distracted and picked up his blade once more and went for her. This was his last fatal mistake. Within moments Turisia had swung round what seemed effortless movement as she went for a blow to the mans abdomen her sudden quick movement caught him out as her clenched fist hit its target and the man yelled out in pain as her wrist blades that was concealed under her clothing pierced through and tore straight through his abdomen and straight out the other side.

Turisia looked in the mans eyes, the fear of death in them and shock as she started pushing in further and upwards to finish him off lifting him a few inches of the ground until his body slowly went lifeless and rested his head on her shoulder as she once again looked a Wilston with a sly smile on her face and the breeze blowing through her hair a little, her eyes looking at him as her next victim. as blood dripping of her blades and then pulling them blackout the entry wound and letting his body fall to the floor and put the right arm which had the wrist gauntlet on down to her side letting the blood drip of it.

Standing with her right side facing Wilston she did not break eye contact with him at all as she slowly moved her left hand under her now blood stained winter jacket and grabbing a hold of one of her concealed throwing knifes. She glanced over at Eden momentarily, She didn't owe that woman anything before looking back at Wilston confident in her quick reaction if needed and awaited his next move.

[Kagura]

Max was sobbing uncontrollably. This was terrible! He hurt, so he cried, and he cried, so he hurt. Stupid tears! Stop hurting! His seeing was blurry but he watched more than heard Elizabeth talk to him. It seemed like she was upset. Well, so was he! She was holding him down and he didn't like that. Now he couldn't move at all! Now he felt dead! Max didn't want to die! Max didn't want to have his flesh and innards eaten by a Ghoul! What would other Ghoul flesh even taste like? Probably not very good. Max hoped he wasn't tasty.

“Mizz 'lizabeth...” he managed through the tears. He may not be able to hear himself very well, nor much around him, but he knew when he was talking. He could feel that in his throat. “'elp meeeee?” He tossed his head back and forth. “Bellsss, Mizz 'lizabeth...”

Max was struggling, now. He tossed his head back and forth faster, trying to clear it. It seemed to work. He was almost completely swallowed by black and that couldn't be good. But steadily he was getting feeling back. His eyes could see a little better. The ringing wasn't so loud. “Miss Elizabeth?” Yes, he could hear himself much better now. Max was still a little panicky, but he'd stopped crying at least. “Miss Elizabeth, why are you holding on to me? And my crying hurts. Burning.”

This was all too much. Why couldn't he go home or at least to a nice, quietlike graveyard where he could feed and relax and never have to worry about airplane-things and flying pointy objects and eye juices that burns his face? “Miss Elizabeth, I want to leave.”

[Diggerton]

Vincent slowly came to. The scene around him was chaotic. People were shooting, he could vaguely here someone he was sure was Jack playing some sick game of Marco Polo. He saw Turisa standing off with one of the soldiers, and Eden unconscious on the ground, covered in bullet holes, which appeared to slowly heal. If it wasn't for his superior Dhampir blood, he'd still be out. He slowly pushed himself off the ground, but as he got to his feet, he wobbled and fell over again. He may have woken up sooner than most, but he was still under some of the effects of the tranquilizer. He tried to push himself up again, but as he was almost up, he vomited, the red of blood mixed in with the sickening slush. That wasn't good. He fell back over into his own vomit. Not one of the high points of his life. The third time was the charm, and he managed to bring himself to his feet. He wiped himself up, and quickly took stock of his surroundings. His nos quickly made it apparent that almost all of the men were dead, and that his original count was off. There were seven. Now only one remained, the one Turisa was faced. Vincent wasted no time- he hated to ruin the moment, but he drew his gun, and aimed for the head. A resounding bang rang out. The man, seemingly the captain, fell. "That's all of them!" Vinny shouted to the group. He clambered over to Eden, still slightly wobbly from his nap. He knelt down next to her, and lightly shook her, careful not to touch any of the bullet wound, "Eden? You okay?"

[MsKittyCatty]

Bullets began falling out of Eden’s body and stab wounds began sealing as her body was finally able to let it heal itself. Her eyes slowly began to flutter open and her hazy vision slowly brought into focus someone saying her name. She frowned slightly and blinked a few times until she could feel her body being shaken and saw it was Vincent over her. She tried nodding and slowly sat up, propping herself up and rubbing her temples with one hand as she sat on the ground. “Geez, that was brutal,” she mumbled, glancing at Vinny, her body still aching though not in real pain anymore.