Marcus sighed a little bit in enjoyment, fulfilling the pure desire to kill was enough for him, it seemed his attack was a little over the top. It sent his opponent across the room into a wall, her neck out of place with her spine, her arm dislocated as well. "Hmmph, at least that's over.." He said before his eyes widened almost as if he was terrified, this woman, she was getting back up. "People don't do that;..." He muttered silently to himself still amazed and awestruck by the spectacle. She stood up and was holding her dislocated extremities as if she weren't hurt at all, as if she had no feeling, like she was already dead. He continued to watch her, it seemed maybe she was some sort of vulnerable if she was apologizing for attacking, either that or she realized how pointless it was. His eyes widened a little when she asked him what year it was, what did that mean? How long has she been around then if she didn't know the year? "Uh, 4362..." He answered, still appalled by the situation occurring before him. "You're in a prison...we have no idea how to get out..." He answered, with a quick turn he noticed a pirate coming at him, hurling a knife toward him, narrowly he dodged the blade with a simple turn of his head. His hands were bound still, all he could do was try rushing the blade thrower but how would he even do that. "A little help?" He asks, glancing at the strange female, doing a quick triple take when he saw her eating flesh, he'd be honest, that made him uncomfortable. "Definitely not human..." He muttered, seething in pain when a blade sliced his cheek open.

Kori stood upon the broken bodies of the pirates, he was able to get his hands free thanks to an energy knife severing his cuff and making a deep gash in his hand after it sliced through his bracer. Now everything seemed handled, seemed anyway, he rifled through the pockets of the downed men, finding a key, presumably a way out. He looked over to the group of detainees that accompanied him. "I found our way out..." Kori says to himself.

Jacque snorted as Rachel referred to his life as interesting and spoke of the joys of kicking ass. With her cuffs free, Jacque rolled his head a bit, eliciting a series of cracks from his neck just as Rachel told him her name, "Nice t'meetcha Rachel. I'm Jacque." he stated with a polite nod before jogging over to one of the downed guards that Spartan had kicked earlier. The shaman had to move fast, for while he may have been fortunate enough to avoid being attacked thus far, it wouldn't be long before more pirates or this planet's authorities showed up. The pirate was of course dead, his bones shattered and stabbing through the flesh in several places, however for what Jacque had planned, he didn't need a living body- just some fresh blood. "Coal, the wounds on my hands are healing, you mind being a dear and remedying that for me?" Jacque inquired as he waved he hand in front of the serpent. Coal was only to happy to oblige, and quickly sunk her teeth into Jacque's palm before letting go. "Ouch. Thanks Coal." Jacque said as he began to trace symbols with the blood that welled up onto the corpse's forhead, hands and the bottom of his boots, "M ap ba nou, mannken mwen strings yo mwen te senyen, ou va danse tankou si vivan menm si klèman mouri. Maryonèt nan san." he chanted as he placed his hands over the corpse's eyes. The pirate suddenly began to jitter and convulse as though alive, and as Jacque stood and curled his fingers slightly, the corpse rose, "I may not be a necromancer, but who needs one when you can make your own flesh puppets?" the shaman mused.

Jacque's fingers danced like a marionette as he willed the corpse to pick up its fallen weapons and follow him out of the shop, whereupon exiting he had the body open fire on a pair of slavers that had been drawn from their ship due to the commotion. Jacque smirked as he began to walk towards them, "More puppets to join my show...".

"Back at ya" Rachel nodded in return as she turned and went her own way back into the fray, though she didn't stray to far from her new found 'friend' Jacque as she wanted to see just how well he could fight, it was part of their deal after all to show each other a good brawl before escaping this place.
As she made her way back to the chaos that raged on not to far off from their location, Rachel lifted her hand into the air and a dull light appeared taking the form of a scythe "Oh how I missed you Shadow" She spoke to the scythe as it took a physical form as a large weapon, taking the bag that was attached to it before placing her scythe onto her back between her wings. Rachel then started to dig around in her bag for her other weapons that were taken from her when she was captured, removing from it a gun in a gun holster that she soon equipped around her hips, and a demonic looking dagger to match the gun, that she placed to her thigh in it's own little knife holder. Once she was ready Rachel felt a shiver of excitement run through her body, grinning as she spread her wings and took to the air in order to get an advantage on all of those who she was planning to beat up and most likely kill. Flying over head for a few seconds Rachel then managed to single out one pirate who was trying to escape the battle, folding her wings she sent herself into a free fall at this poor man "Heads up!"" The hybrid called out as she reached for the man's face, and once in her hands used her momentum to drive it into the ground. Rachel sat perched on the back on the pirate for a few seconds as she spotted Jacques using his magic to use the dead as his puppets "Nice" She spoke under her breath before spotting her next target and jumping back into action after him. With her fists curled Rachel started to fight everyone she came across, throwing in rough punches and high kicks whilst dodging, Most of these fools didn't even seem to know how to fight back properly.

Marcus said "Uh, 4362..."

"..."
Time stopped for Carlota as if she had been paralyzed, if what that guy said was true she had, perhaps, overdone her nap maybe a bit too much

"Ahaha..."

She laughed, albeit weakly, as an attempt to recover the spirit, it wasn't because she was going to have a hard time getting up to this new future, because she had lost people and that sentimentalist stuff. Her sadness came from the fact that her master had forgotten about her. Nevertheless, these guys looked tough, and she would, soon or later, need their help if she wanted to escape from that prison. She was absorbed in her thoughs, not being completely aware of her surroundings when the call for help of the armored magician (or whatever that guy was) woke her up from the trance and Carlota saw that he was being attacked

Marcus said "A little help?"

Without much delay, Carlota retrieved a S&W Model 12 from a sahdow on the ground and emptied the six bullets into the assailtant and finished by throwing the gun itself at him. She then walked to his dead body and from the shadows she retrieved a Chiappa Rhino and started to shoot the already dead assailant even more. She did this up to eight times, making the body a bloody mess and leaving the floor full of emptied revolvers and cases.

"AAAAAAAH I FEEL MUCH BETTER NOW."

She then turned to the armored guy and said

"Well, thank you so much for being so informative, I think that from here on I can consider you my ally. However, no ally of mine can be considered useful unarmed."

She walked towards the man and tossed him a Ruger GP100

"Consider it a token of peace, mister Juggernaut. It sure is outdated, but who knows? It might come handy."

Marcus' attention on the blade thrower had shifted once he heard the loud sound of gunfire, his eyes tracing the shot to Carlota. Six rounds into the pirates chest certainly did the trick, a sly grin crept up on his face once he saw her draw another weapon and fire at the already dead enemy, he had to admit, he did enjoy the sight of her destroying something. Once there was an evident mess of blood and shell casings she seemed to relax, turning to thank him, even going as far to call him an ally. With a smirk he caught the weapon she tossed him, his bound wrists making it a bit difficult but he completed the task. "Thanks...you can call me Marcus.." He said, not liking the idea of just being called 'Juggernaut'.

Kori was happy to have found the key to the ship that got them here, now all he had to do was figure out how to get to the ship. "Now that everyone's dead, how about we discuss an escape plan?" He asked the lot of detainees around him.

As Spartan opened the back door to the shop a pirate was running for his life, as Spartan opened the door and stepped in the, pirate slammed into the door and was knocked out cold, Spartan looked down to the guy and shrugged, not really caring for the lowlife but had the curtsy to drag him outside and lean him against the wall before entering into the shop once more to see if he could help, when he got in, it was chaos, there were dead pirates, people fighting, and in general just chaos
"and everything's gone to hell, great..." he said to himself mostly as he tried to think on what to do besides standing in the hallway that led to the back exit, when one of the prisoners there asked about an escape plan Spartan grinned slightly
"hey guys, back door's open" he said as he pointed a thumb over his shoulder towards the exit

Back Alley's
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In the back alley's of the market area Kore-Drax silently made his way towards the docking area he came from, a few moments went by and he exited the alleyway to the dry dock, he looked around and there is was, the ship that brought him and everyone else here in chains, Kore-Drax narrowed his eye's before he began walking towards it. At the docking ramp of the slaver ship stood a Guard about seven feet tall, in it's hands was an alien rifle, there were small spots on it that glowed a dirty orange color along it's design, as Kore-Drax approached, the pirate tensed up and slightly tightened his grip on the weapon
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"not another step Rakavenclonien, this is a private ship, only the crew and the crews guests are allowed on" the pirate said in an insect bussing tone with some clicking sounds mixed in, Kore-Drax stopped a few feet away, he eye's trained on the pirates
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"Heh, more like it's a pirate ship and only the crew and their slaves are allowed on..." Kore-Drax said with a grin under his helmet, the pirate narrowed his eye's and stepped back slightly
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"Who are you? what do you want?" asked the pirate, his grip tightening on his weapon, Kore-Drax seen this and curled his hands into fists
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"Me? I was but a "guest" upon your privet ship, but when I was escorted out by the crew I forget some personal items that belonged to me, I've simply returned to reclaim them" Kore-Drax said with a dark chuckle as he narrowed his eye's, the pirate stood there for a moment putting together what the being in front of him said, he quietly gulped before he aimed the weapon at Kore-Drax as fast as he could, but before he could pull the trigger Kore-Drax's lower hands grabbed the pirate weapon and jerked it upwards, a shot fly into the air before the pirate began to wrestle for his weapon, while he tried to get it free, Kore-Drax raised his top arms up and put his hands together in a club, then brought them down on the pirates head, a sickening loud crunch rang out as dark green blood splattered onto the floor under the pirate, it's body twitched a few time before collapsing to the floor
"you wont be needing this" Kore-Drax said as passed the pirate's weapon to his top hands as he stepped over the dead pirates corpse before he made his way up the docking ramp
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Slaver Ship Bridge

In the bridge the Captain sat in his chair, in front of him was a dashboard, and on it were multiple bags the size of basket balls full of galactic credits, which were small flat rectangular bars of gold, the Captain grinned to himself as he reached into a bag and pulled out a handful of them, and let them slip through his fingers and fall back into the bag, making a satisfying sound of gold clinking against itself, he sighed as he turned on the comm. to the guard at the ramp
"any signs of the crew returning with my credits?" he asked in a course voice, but nothing responded to him
"hey! are you listening?! I said is there any signs of the crew?!" he yelled into the comm. to the guard, but nothing still, the captain growled as he got up and went to his monitors
"I swear, you'd better be dead or I'm gonna-" as the Captain turned on a monitor and view the docking ramp his eye's widened, there lay his dead guard in a pool of his own blood
"-kill you..." the captain said slowly as he grit his teeth, he then punched a button on the dashboard that turned on the comm. systems along throughout the ship
"attention everyone still onboard, we possibly have us a trespasser on our ship, and he needs some help finding his way out, please see to it that does... by any means necessary..." the captain said with a hiss as he turned off the comm. system, he then hurriedly gathered up the bags full of credits and took down a large picture of himself that was behind his chair, behind the picture was a vault, he opened it then quickly stashed the credits inside, he put the painting back up and sat n his chair with a sigh of relief, then he turned on the monitors from his chairs control panel on the arm of the chair and watched them intently.
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Slaver Ship

though most of the crew had left to deliver the slaves to the market and make sure they got paid, there was still a fair amount of pirates onboard throughout the ship, they were just relaxing like they usually when they reach a port, two pirate in particular were looking over some weapons that they got from the slaves when they captured them, one of the pirates, the smaller of the two was looking over four bladed weapons, two Shock Knives and two Electro Swords, the bigger one was looking at the D.M.M.G, and on a crate behind them was four D.M.H.C's
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"huh, those are nice blades, but you might as well sell them, they're useless in a battle..." the big one said, he towered over eight feet tall, the little one only reaching four feet looked up to him with a glare
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"say's you, these blades could cut clean through armor and shock anyone who tries to block them" he said in the weapons defense, the big one chuckled
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"but you'd have to get close enough to use them, the odds of you reaching an enemy while they're shooting at you is a hundred to one" the big one said as he placed the D.M.M.G down to reach for the D.M.H.C's behind him to find out they were gone
"what the?-" was all he managed to say behind a gunshot range out and splattered orange blood over the wall, the small pirate jumped to his feet and dropped the swords and knives before pulling out a small firearm, it didn't do him any good because by the time he had took aim he was filled with hole, he gurgled up dark red blood and fell to the floor with a thud, there stood Kore-Drax, he put the D.M.H.C's in their holsters and put his swords and knives in their sheaths before picking up his D.M.M.G and turning off the safety, as he walked past the corpses he dropped the gun he had picked up from the guard outside.
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"that's better" Kore-Drax said to himself as he walked down the hall of the ship heading towards the bridge, he was going to pay a visit to the captain and thank him for the trip, but as he was on his way, he heard a call go out over the comm. system, he couldn't help but grin slightly as he continued towards the bridge.
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The captain sat in his chair sipping a drink of some sort for a few minutes, then he heard gunfire coming from somewhere in the ship and he grinned slightly as he took another ship, then he spit the liquid as he look to the monitors in disbelief, what was left of most of the crew were dead, there bodies riddled with holes
"what?! there's no way!" he exclaimed as his claws dug into his chairs arms, then he heard a dull metal thud on the door to the bridge, he looked at it suspiciously before he ducked behind his desk, the door then was blasted off it's metal hinges as flames dissipated from behind the door, the captain grabbed under his dashboard and pulled out a shotgun like weapon, when he stood up he aimed at the door, his six eye's locked onto the entrance, his finger on the trigger
"I Know Your There! Show Yourself!" the captain exclaimed in anger then he felt the barrel of a gun pressed against his back, his eye's widened slowly before he dropped his weapon and put his hands up
"what do you want from me?..." the captain hissed
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"what's rightfully mine, and then some, when you captured me you took all the credits I had on me at the time, which was a decent amount, I would have just liked to have what you took from me back, but then you went and tried to sell me to be a slave, so your going to pay for that, ether with your life-" Kore-Drax said as he pressed the gun into the pirate captains back
"-or your credits" he said with a grin
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"H-how mu-"
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"-all of them..." Kore-Drax said sternly, cutting off the captain
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"All of Them! Are you Mad!?" the captain exclaimed, then a single gunshot rang out and the captain fell to his knees and yelled in pain as blue blood dripped from a bullet hole in the captains leg
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"yes I'm mad, and why wouldn't I be, you abducted me, stole from me, and sold me all on the same day, and now you getting what you deserve, now if you don't mind-" Kore-Drax said as he put the barrel of his gun to the captains chin to lift it up, making the captain look at him
"-credits, now" he ordered in a dead serous tone, the captain nodded then pushed himself up and limped over to the painting behind his desk before taking down the painting relieving the vault
"that is the most clichéd hiding spot for a vault..." Kore-Drax said in a disappointed tone with his lower arms crossed, the captain narrowed his eye's in annoyance as he entered the combination, which Kore-Drax paid attention to, after a few seconds the code was accepted and the vault opened revealing stacks of credits piled on top of each other
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"there... that's everything I have..." the captain said in an angry tone before turning to face Kore-Drax
"anything else?" the captain asked rudely
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"yeah-" Kore-Drax said as he raised his D.M.M.G and aimed it at the captain
"-your in my way" the captains eye's slowly widened in realisation, the bridge was filled with the sound of gunfire as the captain was pelted with bullets, each one going clean through him from point blank range and hitting the back of the vault, just missing the bags of credits, after the gunfire stopped Kore-Drax reloaded his gun and looked to the captain who stood, completely ridded with hole, his body twitched violently before falling forward, hitting the ground with a thud as blue blood pooled around him
"that's why you don't mess with a Rakavenclonien..." Kore-Drax said as he put his D.M.M.G under his red cape, it then magnetically locked onto his armor as he let go to close the vault to test the code, surely enough it worked, then he closed it again and locked it
"well I think I would call this a happy accident" he said as he picked up the captains body and went through his suit to find keys that would turn on the ship, he then dropped the captain down a garbage shoot to the ship's incinerator before he took a seat on the captains chair to rest, he put both his top hands behind his head while both his lower hands rested on the chairs arms
"first chance I get I'm going to scrap this bucket of bolts then get myself a proper ship, I'll have the rest of the credits put into my account for whenever I need them..." Kore-Drax said to himself before he closed his eye's, then it hit him, he looked to the dashboard to find two key holes for the ship, he only had one, which meant there was another, but where, Kore-Drax had completely checked the captain, where could it be?!, then I occurred to Kore-Drax that it could have been a possibility that a trusted crew member had another key, but when he had killed the pirates onboard he searched them as well, which means
"the other key is somewhere between here... and the slave shop in the market..." Kore-Drax said in an annoyed tone and he let out a sigh
"great..." he said as he rested his head in false defeat
"well, whoever has the key will have to make there way here eventually... that is... if they survived the breakout..." he said as he got up from the chair, he looked at the key in his hand then put inside a compartment in his armor before he began to make his way off the ship, throwing bodies into garbage shoots that led to the incinerator on his way out

Things were going rather well for Jacque at the moment: He had slain a decent amount of pirates already and now had five bodies to take part in his 'puppet show', each being controlled by two fingers. With the pirates that had attempted to quell the prisoner escape all either dead or severely wounded, Jacque felt it was high time that he wrapped up his show and finally saw to leaving the wretched planet behind. Jacque reentered the market place, though he kept his eye on the street outside for any sign of reinforcements, "Well now Mr.Merchant, here we are, your suppliers dead, your products released, your customers scared off, and your store damaged and soon to be destroyed by moi. I gotta ask, was it worth it? The trading of the lives of sentient beings for fucking MONEY?" Jacque said as he loomed over the shop owner who lay before him. Having not moved after giving Jacque the key for fear of being shot, the merchant stared up at Jacque through one eye -the other having been crusted shut by dry blood and tears- and spoke "You..come...kill me...now?", it asked with choppy english. Jacque crouched and pet Coal over the head like a villain stroking their cat, "No...no not even close. Y'see, what you've done is pretty terrible, but I don't feel that there's a lesson to be learned from vengeful murder. Instead, i'm going to let you live, live with the knowledge that the creature you were going to sell not only destroyed your shop, but refused to end your life after taking that which you worked hard to gain. You'll know what it's like to have everything taken from you, just like the people you've sold." Jacque explained with a soft smile on his face.
The shaman snatched the merchant up my his shirt and dragged him out of the shop. "Alright gentlemen, you've got one last job to do." Jacque shouted to the corpses as he got far enough back before willing them into the shop. Once they all entered the premises, Jacque had each of the corpses activate any explosives they had on their persons, be it via pulling a pin or pressing a button. As Jacque clasped his hands over his ears, the alien merchant looked on in shock and horror as its store went up in a series of explosions and flames before letting out a shrill shriek of dismay. "I feel as though I should make some sort of one liner here. Instead I think i'll be getting off this rock. I'm sure that slaver ship has an escape shuttle or two it could spare." Jacque said before walking away. The shaman stopped as he noticed Rachel again and whistled to get her attention, "I think it's time I paid our transporters a visit. Y'know, pop in, talk shop, beat the piss out of em, and steal an escape shuttle. You in?".

Rachel was having more fun than ever as she continued to fight her way through the chaos, attacking any slaver pirate, or those who would have brought them that came her way, maybe even a slave that came on the ship with her, or two..oops, But best of all there were no demons here to stop her in an attempt to take her life, though as much as she loved the place for that reason she just couldn't leave earth, she felt some sort of weird bond to the planet she was born one, probably cause of the links she has to the demons there, despite that they hate each other's guts.
Rachel was in the processes of holding someone by the scruff of his shirt and beating his face in "Beg all you want man, it's not going to save you from me punching you to death" She replied to him as he begged for his life, drawing her arm back to get a last good whack in though her attention was drawn to a whistle, lifting her gaze she found that guy she spoke to earlier "hm? you want something?" she questioned as Jacque grabbed her attention, and was soon speaking about giving the transporters a visit and asking if she was keen to join him. she thought about this for a moment "Yea I'm in, don't really want to miss my only ride home" Rachel replied. Glancing down to the man she was still holding she finally unleashed her punch at his face, before dropping the body and moving on towards Jacque "Lead the way" She gestured as she cleaned the blood from her hands and then removed her scythe from her back ,and instead placed it over her shoulders, as she found that one looked more intimidating when they were showing off their weapons.

"Okay then, Marcus, such a shame that you are still handcuffed, but I don't think you'll have much trouble"

True to be told, she preferred him that way. If he tried anything funny at least he was handicapped enough for him to have a chance to be killed, because what she could not kill she feared. But nevertheless, defeat means friendship, doesn't it? In a prison, because that's what they were supposed to be in, all inmates are potential allies until you get out. Funny enough, most of the noise and fighting seemed to have ceased and things have gotten strangely quiet, not completely quiet, but the noises of fighting seemed now distant and way less frequent than before. That could be either good or bad news for all she knew

"Anyway, juggernaut Marcus, I didn't see anything like an exit on my way here and you surely didn't either or else you would have left instead of having found me, unless you had any direction in mind I suggest we keep blasting our way through until we find an exit."

Jacque smirked and cracked his neck as Rachel told him to take the lead, "With pleasure mon ami, let's be off. I hope the captain has good insurance." he said with a small chuckle as he began walking in the direction that the surviving pirates had begun running in. As he walked through the abandoned market place, something on one of the tables caught his eye: to his left, on the table lay a cane sword and its sheath, "Oooh, pretty." he said as he gingerly picked up the weapon and examined it. The sword's blade was thin but solid, surprisingly well balanced even with the large handle and as Jacque ran his finger lightly across the edge, he learned it was still razor sharp by the cut that appeared on his finger. Not even stopping to think about it seeing as the vendor had long since ran off in the chaos of the breakout, Jacque sheathed the weapon, tucked it under his arm, and licked away the blood on his finger, 'I'm gonna die of blood loss one of these days. Well, that or from smoking too much.' he mused as he nodded at Rachel and continued towards the ship at a decent pace.

"To bad if he doesn't" She replied "I almost feel sorry for him, but then they did bring this on themselves" Rachel laughed a bit as she continued to follow Jacque, soon falling silent as she observed the market place that had housed so many slaves, thinking about this tugged at a nerve in the angelic side of her mind and she didn't like it, but she knew that there was nothing else that could be done seeing they turned the whole place upside down so the hybrid tucked away her angelic feelings and continued to walk through the fading chaos with her scythe still resting over her shoulders. Rachel only stopped when Jacque's eye landed on something that he found appealing and went to obtain it for himself, placing her free hand to her hip as she watched with her demon eyes while Jacque observed his newly obtained cane sword.
"So I see you just found yourself a new toy, Gunna give it a name?" Rachel inquired as Jacque nodded to her showing that he was ready to get moving again, she believed in weapons having names just like her shadowstorm, it was a beautiful and simple blade and looked worthy of a decent name, well to her at least.
Removing her hand from her hip Rachel followed closely by though she was still weary of the man but he had shown no attempt to betray her thus far. Turning her gaze up to the ship that loomed ahead of them Rachel couldn't help but feel over joyed about their going to leave this planet, and didn't plan on taking anymore trips away from earth anytime soon.

As Spartan told anyone left in the store about the back exit his eye's widened slightly when he caught a glimpse of a pirate through the door window that led to the front of the shop, he grit his teeth when he seen the pirate lift a belt of grenades and pull the pin off one, that sound, the ever so quiet sound of a pin being pulled from a grenade echoed through the door and into Spartan's ears, every other sound had faded out as he heard it, he heard more pins being pulled just milliseconds apart, there was more then one pirate doing this, on instinct Spartan tensed up as he got ready to act
"Get Down!" Spartan exclaimed as he turned around as fast as he could and tackled Junko to the floor all in the time it took for one to blink their eye, then the deafening boom of multiple grenades going off followed by the sound of glass shattering and wood splintering barraged the ears of anyone left in the shop as the ceiling gave in and collapsed from the force of the blasts, the raging roar of the flames soon followed as smoke began to flow to what remained of the ceiling, filling what remained of the shop with suffocating black smoke, blocking any source of light, Spartan opened his eye's with teeth grit, cyan blue light came from his eye's illuminating the small space he and Junko were trapped in, fallen wooden beams were pressing down on Spartan's back as he began to push himself off Junko
"hey, are you okay? are you hurt?" he asked in a serous tone as the sound of something collapsing not that far away from them caught his ear
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Eve was silently humming a tune to herself while she leaned on Magnus's neck, she was kicking her feet in the air while Magnus lay down on his stomach in wait for Spartan to return, then she heard the sound of explosions, then the back doors to the shop blasted open as fire erupted from it briefly, the building shuddered slightly before the backend of the shop began to collapse
"what happened?!" Eve exclaimed in worry, but she knew that she shouldn't be worried, Spartan had survived much worse then an explosion of that magnitude plus something like a building coming down on him, but that still didn't stop her from worrying
Magnus however wasn't bothered by the incident having seen stuff like this happen to Spartan before, he knew he'd be alright
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Kore-Drax had left the ship and was originally going to make a B-line to the shop he was brought to, but stopped for a moment when he seen the smoke of a fire going into the air from that direction, he took a moment to think upon it then pushed the thought aside before continuing down the ramp to make his way to the shop to search for the other key to the ship

Amalvi said
"Okay then, Marcus, such a shame that you are still handcuffed, but I don't think you'll have much trouble"True to be told, she preferred him that way. If he tried anything funny at least he was handicapped enough for him to have a chance to be killed, because what she could not kill she feared. But nevertheless, defeat means friendship, doesn't it? In a prison, because that's what they were supposed to be in, all inmates are potential allies until you get out. Funny enough, most of the noise and fighting seemed to have ceased and things have gotten strangely quiet, not completely quiet, but the noises of fighting seemed now distant and way less frequent than before. That could be either good or bad news for all she knew"Anyway, juggernaut Marcus, I didn't see anything like an exit on my way here and you surely didn't either or else you would have left instead of having found me, unless you had any direction in mind I suggest we keep blasting our way through until we find an exit."

Marcus just shrugged somewhat when she commented about him being cuffed, it did annoy him but there wasn't much he could do about it really. "I'm still capable you know..." He retorted, clutching the weapon with both hands as if ready to fire the old weapon. His ears somewhat twitched to the sound of pins being pulled, a sound so familiar. He was well acquainted with grenades but more so adept in use of detonator. He quickly glanced at Carlotta, he knew he could walk away from the blast but could she? "Thank me later!" He said urgently, pulling her into his hold and shielding her from the initial blast. The impact of the explosion knocked the wind out of him truth be told, along with that it pushed the two of them right out of the market and into the streets, a trail of smoke and fire following as they tumbled to the ground. Marcus' armor making contact with the metal pavement caused it to dent lightly. "That was close..." He said, releasing the female from his grip, upon doing so he realized his hands were freed, it seemed the blast overloaded his cuffs. "Well, that.....convenient." He said, rubbing his wrists.

Kori trudged out of the partially exploded market, his armor black with soot and smoke, he was rocked a little bit but not gravely wounded. He still had the key, thankfully he had it so close to him that it didn't melt and become useless. "Okay, let's get out of here.." He said, coughing a bit, black smoke leaving his lungs, starting to walk off, moving past the staring faces of humans and alien people. Marcus stood up and pulled the woman up with him, tugging her along as he walked a bit o a distance behind his brother. He held onto the firearm he was given with his free hand. "They have our weapons Kori, we can't just barge in..." He piped up, Kori turned his head 180 and looked at his brother out of the corner of his eye. "I know....but how else are we getting off of this station?" He asked him. "Hmm..." Marcus should have expected that level of stubbornness from him, there was probably no other way. The three continued to travel street level, using the alleyways as cover while law enforcement searched for them.

Marcus said "Thank me later!"

"What fo... HEY!"

She barely had any time to react. Her initial instinct was to shoot the guy, but since she wasn't equipped with any loaded gun at the moment she was grabbed and shielded from an explosion, a rather preferable outcome had she shot Marcus. When the explosion passed and she was released from the hard embrace of the soldier, Carlota looked around and was left speechless with the architecture and buildings around her, not to mention the strange creatures that walked around the area like humans but with monster properties. She could have though them to be demons or similar beings, but the posibility of them being angels was there, since it was her future and all. What an interesting world she had woken up to. She looked at the other guy, who she hadn't had the pleasure to meet or shoot yet and was about to say "If you want weapons I have dozens of them if you need." But she would have looked like a fool, considering that her armament was a bit outdated considering the circumstances. While the three of them were traveling through the streets she bombarded the guys with questions

"Okay, any of you is a history major or something? Can anyone make a summary of the last centuries? Nah, disregard that, probably is boring bullshit. Can anyone tell me where are we, as in, where in Earth or world. Also, what happened to demons and angels?"

She squinted her eyes when she realized something

"Oh wow. Took me a while to notice that you guys are twins... What were your names again?"

Truth to be told, she had forgotten

The nonstop hailstorm of questions began to annoy both Kori and Marcus very quickly, they did't have time for questions like those. The two stopped in their tracks and turned to face her, both brothers point at themselves. "I'm Kori..." The white haired male spoke, to them they didn't look that much alike, they had different hair and eye colors after all, the fact that she even noticed they were twins wasn't astonishing to them though. "I'm Marcus..." The black haired man spoke, managing a small smile as he spoke, he began to think about her weapon offer, looking down at the firearm she gave, it was like having an antique, it was useless. "Weapons, uh...no thanks..." Marcus chuckled to himself. "We were on earth from what I know, now we're here...wherever this is.." Kori added, answering her question. "Demons and angels? I'm not sure." Kori admitted.

Junko inhaled a breath of air and tried to slither from under Spartan after the ordeal, she dusted off part of her dress and sleeve, before saying," Yes, I am completely fine, and thank you for saving my life." Junko told him before she propped herself up, but then she reached under her dress and partial showed her garters, Junko grabbed a throwing knife from one of her garters and threw two of them , they both implanted themselves into the heads of the two that tried to blow both of them to pieces." I suggest we get out of here instead of sticking around."

"I'm certain i'll come up with something for this new toy of mine. But for now, my biggest concern involving this weapon is how long it'll take to ram into the eye of whatever poor bastard tries to stop us from commandeering a ship." Jacque said as he tucked his cane sword under his arm and broke into a light jog. As it turned out, the ship that had brought him and the other prisoners to the planet wasn't all that far from the market place, close enough in fact that as Jacque stood before the open loading bay door, he swore he could still smell the slight scent of ozone from the weapons his meat puppets used, a scent that always seemed to accompany the discharge of weaponry that was plasma based in nature. Jacque perished the thought as he craned his neck to look up at the large vessel before him, then peered into the strangely dim loading bay "Huh. No guards out front, that's pretty fuckin' weird. I should probably care a bit more, but at this point I think i've reached a level of apathy so profound that it transcends definition.". Patting Coal lightly on the side, Jacque nodded to Rachel before crouching a bit, unsheathing the cane sword, and slowly creeping into the ship.

What Jacque saw next caught him off guard: Bodies. Several of them, all sporting massive slashing wounds. The air smelled of blood, not all that surprising considering the fact that it was splattered along the floor and walls. "Hey, Rachel, get in here." Jacque half whispered without turning to look at here. The shaman surmised that whatever had done this was well armed, and pretty damned good at close quarter combat, and while it may have did him a favor by killing pirates, Jacque was becoming increasingly cautious. 'Do you think whatever did this is still on board?' Coal whispered mentally, "I dunno Coal. But i'd rather not find out, we're stealth modding this one. No flashy or loud magic." Jacque mused in return as he waited for Rachel to view the carnage.

As Junko got out from under him, Spartan pushed himself up, lifting the fallen wooden and metal beams that fell on him effortlessly before throwing them back, despite the growing roar of flames getting closer to them Spartan remained calm as he dusted his right shoulder off from the splintered wood chips that fell on him as Junko spoke
"that would be the smart thing to do, lets go" Spartan said to Junko as he made for the back exit of the now destroyed store. A metal beam had fallen in the way, Spartan grabbed hold of the beam and lifted it over his head, lodging it against the wall so the debris it was holding wouldn't come crashing down, he turned to look back at Junko as he opened the door
"ladies first" he said with a slight smile, though he was being polite, it was also to be sure that what was left the ceiling wouldn't give way over Junko without him being there to stop it from doing so
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Eve let out a relived sigh when she seen Spartan open the door to the shop, Magnus simply gave a slightly amused huff that he hadn't got his shirt damaged from the blast , Magnus then looked down an alleyway that gave him a slight view of the market, it seemed that people had started returning to the marking, though making sure to keep their distance from the shop that was now in a full blaze in the front, the sound of sirens filled the air, oddly enough they sounded relatively familiar to the fire fighter sirens back on earth
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As Kore-Drax walked towards the market he passed two individuals that looked just like the same people that had been captured like he had been just a while ago, they were heading towards the dry dock. Kore-Drax had to grin to himself as he continued to head towards the shop he'd been captive in earlier, he had the suspicion they were heading towards the pirate ship he'd cleared out to use it as a means of leaving this orbital nation. But they'd be in for a shock when they find out that they needed the keys, one of which he had.
It did come to his mind that they could possibly have looted the other key needed from the pirates at the shop which he assumed to be dead, in which case if he didn't find it at the shop, he'd hunt them down for it, but he'd likely not have to for they might come looking for him for the same reason which would save him the trouble of doing so. As Kore-Drax continued on, he came across three more individuals, all of which had been in captivity with him a while ago, he walked by them slightly narrowing his eye's, he'd have to remember them in case one of them possibly had the other key on them. As he made it to the shop he wasn't really surprised to see it going up in flames, firefighters had arrived to try to put out the blaze.
Kore-Drax narrowed his eye's as he recalled how many Pirates had herded them through the market to the shop, as he tallied up how many there should be the fire was close to being put out, soon the authorities would be here as the firefighters packed up their equipment. He took the opportunity to enter the destroyed shop without being noticed and start searching the bodies of dead pirates. The back of the shop had been completely blocked off so he'd have to sneak around back before the authorities got there, as Kore-Drax searched he found nothing on any of the dead pirate except for burnt cloths and damaged weapons.
All the dead pirates in the front of the shop had been thoroughly searched, besides a few credits here and there he didn't take anything else, with a sigh he got up from crouching over a burnt body and made his way to the front entrance. As the sound of police sirens began to be heard Kore-Drax backed away from the entrance, to his luck a hole had been blown in the side of the shop from a stray grenade that had gone off when the explosion happened. He slipped through the hole into the alleyway and made his way to the back of the shop, only to stop around the corner when he seen a metal beast laying down near the back entrance of the shop.
Kore-Drax immediately dived back behind the corner and peeked around it to observe the beast, it wasn't in a cage, it wasn't chained up and it wasn't going berserk, then he noticed someone on it's neck, just sitting there as if she was waiting for someone without the slightest hint of fear in her from being on the beast. The girl didn't look very threatening, but the beast she was on did, it was huge, it's teeth and claws looked like they could pierce through any armor. Instead of running the possibility of getting eaten Kore-Drax remained in the shadow of the alleyway and waited for them to move on so he may enter what remained of the shop to search for the other key to the ship

Rachel grinned at what Jacque said "I do like the way you think. However it seems that the number of slavers has decreased, unfortunately" The hybrid shrugged as she placed her scythe to her back as Jacque changed his pace to a jog. Following suit Rachel picked up her pace and followed behind closely, it wasn't often that she would remain on the ground to jog, though flying currently would bring to much attention, and she didn't want to reveal herself to anyone else, even she did not know how far the reach of demon's had extended.
Coming to the man's side as he stopped, Rachel turned her gaze up to him in a side glance, before following his gaze to the ship where they had originally came from. She wasn't all to keen about reentering the ship but it had to be done, if she were to return to the planet that her soul was yearning for. Taking a few careful steps towards the ship as Jacque pointed out there being no guards, "Maybe another one of the prisoners got here first?" She suggested "and if that is the case then it is less work for us...hopefully" her voice had become quiet so not to draw attention to them, if there was anyone left to gain the attention of. Giving a nod in return to Jacque she crouched down and waited for a moment, still keeping an eye on the surrounding area encase someone were to sneak up on them.

Hearing Jacque's voice the hybrid turned her attention towards where he was, quietly moving over to where he was curious at what he wanted. It had become obvious as soon as she joined him though as the smell of blood hit her sensitive nose, nearly sending the demon in her into a frenzy. Taking a deep breath to calm herself she observed and somewhat admired the sight of the blood and bodies. "Well then, we can diffidently say that someone has been here. I still suspect it to be another of the prisoners that came here with us" She spoke quietly wile moving over to closer inspect the bodies and their wounds. She was also hoping that maybe she could take out one of their hearts, to keep her inner demon quiet. It was always so difficult to keep both an angel and demon happy, especially when they are your inner mind and soul, she quickly got to work not wanting to spend to long by these bodies where she was exposed. "So what is our plan? I really don't want to run into whatever did this" She asked Jacque.

Junko slid out of the shack before it would collapse on both of them, when she was outside she gained her composure and bowed to Spartan," I thank you for your assistance sir." she told him, when she saw Eve she gave the,android girl a smile, then looked around and noticed Magnus looking down at the market, she then pointed towards it." We should make haste for a means of traveling off world, if we don't, it may be abysmal for us to get off this planet." Junko pleaded to them, she didn't want to see the people who helped her to be hurt, or left for dead on some random planet, something in her mind told her that the other escapees were going to leave the planet and head off world.

" I believe that most of the others have or either are finding other methods of escape as I speak, we should traverse through this zoo and hurry to a ship now, I'll journey ahead, I hope that everyone makes it," Junko bowed to them before she took off in a mad sprint towards the market. Upon reaching the market she noticed two familiar faces, both of which were the two almost twin entities that were conversating with a woman she noticed that was locked up with them, when Junko got close to the trio. she leap frogged over Kori and the ends of her maid dress brushed across his forehead and white hair.

She took a moment to look back to them and yelled out," This is not the moment to be having a conversation, we should be moving and getting away from this planet, we should speak to one another when we are in the presence of safety." Junko then turned back to the way she was running then stopped, she looked around wondering for a minute where she was running to. But suddenly another powerful force took over her body, and she started sprinting towards the pirate's ship, she didn't know what was controlling her and was curious of where she was going, but then stopped at the entrance of the pirate ship. " Ah the means of escape, I only can wonder what type of danger lurks within this ship." Junko spoke out loud before entering and having her footsteps echo within the ship.