"Ready, lets go. Epsilon drop the sheild" katya said. as soon as the sheild dropped took off. Shooting the first guy she took her katana and impaled him to his friend behind him

When the shield was dropped Allison ran to the guys on the left, two men noticed her and wanted to shoot but they already emptied their magazines on the bubble. Knowingly Allison closed the distance and jumped right at the first guy knocking him down. She took the other guy down first, reloaded and then she lowered her gun and delivered a buckshot to the face of the guy he was standing on.

Ford was out of ammo now, he had his sidearm but if he was going to get close enough to use that he may as well get creative. He drew his Machete and charged in, Well the minions were distracted on Allison and Katya Ford was able to impale one of the Men with his blade, another turn but was also met by Fords blade. He ran over and stabbed a third, then when he was caught he turned his sidearm and fire two shots at the closest guy. He then turned and fired another shot at a new guy.

He grabbed the MP5 the last one he stabbed was holding and returned fire to some dumbfounded grunt who thought he could kill him. The gun ran dry fast, low on ammo it seemed. He dropped it and faced another guy, he had a knife drawn on Ford. "Well well then. Party time." He dropped the MP5 and drew his knife to go with his Machete. The guy took one swing before Ford caught him and broke his arm, then stabbed his hand into a car. "Don't move, I'll be back for that." He moved in on his next victim.

Ved
He leaned against the wall next to her taking a drag from his cigarette, blowing out a column of smoke.
"you can answer that question yourself babe."

Silver was furious. Not just at the guy but at herself, just for existing. "I can't help what I am! They are the ones who made me!" She sat down, exhausted from the day. Tired of living. "Whatever. They can kill me if they want."

Ved
"It'd be me killing you, not them."
He corrected, scuffing his foot on the sidewalk.

Command Centre, The Citadel, Classified, England

Baxter walked into a chaotic command centre, battle commanders were dashing about giving battle instructions to independent teams, others were looking at data streaming down their consoles. None of which really took notice of Director Baxter's reappearance, nor did he care. However over a small time frame, the panic seemed to even out. The number of hostiles were being reduced in every city around the world. meaning that intelligence officers were now beginning to trace back the point of origin.

"Director Baxter, looking at these! Shipping manifests. It seemed that Purge were constantly shipping containers into all of the cities that these outbreaks had occurred. We still haven't found out if they have actually been holding captive super naturals, but my money is behind them." A operator said from behind his console. Baxter quickly looked over it.

"Hmm, this is all very strange. There's someone I'd like to share this information with."

@Kurai Assassin

Baxter would open a channel into Katya's Comm and a text formatted message would say: "So about the dinner date at Al'Fonso's?"
The line was a privately made channel running of a back door server somewhere in India as to mask the location. Along with the message would be the data on Purge and how that there is strong evidence to support the idea that they were behind this attack.

Silver shrugged it off. This was her chance to leave. But the Purge forces were still out there. Could she pull off being a normal person? "So you are just in it for the money? Good reason. Never actually seen money for myself but I heard it is powerful. I know Yamada corp has a ton of it."

"Hi I'm Scarlet, nice to meet you Delta." Scarlet replied, waving. "I'm Alaska's companion in arms, helping him kick ass and take names! Hehehe." She turned and looked out the window, nothing but chaos loomed below, the streets ran red. "Oooh, looks like fuun. Hurry up and land!" She said as she turned and looked up at blood. "With pleasure.." Blood replied. He flipped a switch and roared a battle cry, he spoke soon after "This is Agent Alaska and York of Project Freelancer here to aide your sorry asses in destroying this plague! We're gunna land, so clear the fuck out or get crushed!"

He finished with a manical laugh before turning the loudspeaker off, he whirred past a few gunships and such and landed the helicopter bearing the Project Freelancer insignia directly in the middle of the chaos. "Play times over Scarlet, say good-bye to your new friend it's time to feed!" Blood shouted, grabbing up the disc. "Bye bye Delta, see you on the killing field hehe!" Scarlet shouted at Delta waving.

Re-securing the disc on his armor Blood hopped out of the helicopter with a hard thud on the concrete. "Power up the hydraulics and check the seals, it's killing time!" Blood shouted. "Hydraulics online, seals secure, good to go! Go and get 'em!" Scarlet replied.

A few Purge agents fired a few shots at him, startled by the roaring, the bullets plinking off of his heavy armour. He turned to face them and spoke "We can play later, right now, these assholed are my targets. Sit tight and don't die yet...". The two looked at each other for a few minutes bewildered, then seemingly remembered the fact they called for help from other Orginizations, nodded, and rushed off in the other direction.

Blood simply rushed forward, into the fray. Maiming, decapitating, obliterating anything that he deemed an enemy, laughing manically the entire time.

Tony was confused as he looked from Hank to Mithias. Running over to the elder vampire, he asked, "Wait wait wait, You know Hank? Yet... Are you both vampires? And... Has something like this happened before? Like... I mean, There's rumors through out history but... There is for a lot of things..."

Mithias started the bike's engine, but didn't take off. He leaned back for a moment to answer Tony's question, bringing his hands up to his face. Carefully, delicately, he removed the brown contact lenses from his eyes and let Tony see the unreal orbs beneath. Mithias blinked, then answered flatly, "Yes, we are vampires. I made Hank my child ten years ago. It didn't change him much. 'Things' like this have happened before, but never on this scale. Stay close to Hank if you want a good chance to live. May we meet again, Tony." Mithias rode off, winding between vehicles and running, screaming people.

Blood might notice a crashed and burning airship in the middle of the city green, along with some young dude non-nonchalantly smoking a cigarette in the midst of chaos. he appeared to be talking with... a little girl?

Vlad's minions were all now either dead or run off. The sniper had also been dealt with. Florida was out of ammo and the Bloodhound had a wounded leg. Katya would have just received Baxters text message asking her to go out on a date, and Texas was neatly bound in the transport. Suddenly, Allison, Katya, and Florida could hear a shriek and an explosion just down the ally from their location. A huge arc of flame shot up out of the ally and high into the sky, radiating the small group with it's orange light and heat, even though they were plenty out of its range. It was the Purge, and more than that, it was a horde of ghouls in front of them, heading right for the group of Freelancers.

The horde of fleeing bloodthirsty monsters took this band of humans for a quick meal and lunged at them. There were too many for a guy with a knife and two women with swords to possibly fight off without making a single mistake, but thankfully the narrow alleyway slowed their advance. Still, they poured forth from the darkness, an orange halo in the background behind them as Purge pursued relentlessly from behind.

As the first pair of glowing red eyes lept for Katya, a blade flashed and a sickening squelch and splatter were heard. Some random ninja dude in a hoodie and jacket had just appeared out of nowhere and sliced it in half. His face could not be seen with the hood up, but he was undoubtedly skilled with those cheap looking Asian swords. "Come with me!" He said loudly, and motioned toward another alley. Was he to be trusted? Who the hell was this guy?

Ved
"Money nice as hell yeah, but ain't shit I know how to do otherwise."
he said with a light smirk, taking another drag from his cigarette then dropping it, stomping it out.

The zombie like creatures fell with every stroke of his blade, the blood empowering Blood with each strike. He ran and slid, cutting the legs off of three in a row, he stood and stomped down hard on the first brain matter and skull splattering across the asphalt.

The other two still scrambled towards him, legless and all. Picking up the second by the head he crushed it's skull in his right hand and tossed it aside, decapitating the last he looked around. A short ways out were two people, a boy and a girl, seemingly just calmly talking standing around a crashed airship during the chaos.

Either they were stupid or the kind of crazy Blood liked, either way the zombies were closing in on them fast and he was here to protect the civillians. He sprinted off towards them, mowing down everything trying to attack him in his path. The un-armed beings did absolutely nothing to his armor aside from scratch it up a little, gnawing, scratching, clawing, biting, nothing stopped his advance.

He reached them within minutes, he paused and stared at them silently for a few minutes, swapping his vision to thermal to verify if they were human or not. Satisified with the results he restored his vision to normal before speaking "What in the hell are you two doing? I mean...I admire the insanity of standing in the middle of a battlefield and killing everything that gets near but..you're two un-armed jackasses in a field of prey trying to kill everything in sight. Hell if I hadn'tve rushed over you would have been overwhelmed."

He shifted slightly in his armor, looking around. The nearest zombie was a few meters out, damn Purge ruining all the fun... "Anyway...who the hell are you two?"

Scarlet chimed in "Be nice Blood, they seem hurt and might be as crazy as us hehe..no telling what they will do."

Blood simply grunted in repliance, they'd need some pretty high firepower to damage him much.

Sean
"Ok Delta back in my Armour now" The Delta AI now appeared in the corner of Sean's HUD. he jumped out the door battle rifle in hand and took off towards the Purge Battle commander "Sup. heard you guys needed assistance. where do you need us" he asked he saw a red dot appear on his motion tracker. "one second" he said as he turned around and put his knife in the middle of the zombies head.

Katya

"OK then, Allison, Florida lets move alley now" Katya said taking off after the stranger. as they got into to alley Katya grabbed the guy that ha Saved her. "Ok two questions, first What the fuck are those things and who are you?"

Hank & Tony

Both Tony and Hank were out of bullets, Hank's blades were actually going dull from the over use they were being put through. Tony was fighting but he was only human, he was running on fumes and refused to give up. Hank was still going at it killing the dead anyway he could, this included blunt objects, the occasional dropped firearm, or even parked cars.

Hank flipped a parked car into a crowd of the dead and stood back just far enough to set the the fuel take ablaze, it was leaking so tossing his lighter was enough to get it going. BOOM! The car went up in smoke taking several of the dead with it. "Hank!" He turned over to see Tony holding closed a door that was trying to be forced open from the other side. Around Tony more dead came up, Hank ran over and started beating the dead into pieces with anything he could find. After he had taken out close to ten the brick in his hands was closer to a rock then anything.

Hank walked up to the door. "Move Tony." Tony jumped out of the way as Hank kicked in the door sending it back crushing several dead. More came out, Hank killed several before he had to stop and move on. Tony followed but he was low on breath.

Tony stopped Hank. "Hey! Look, we're in bad shape, any human forces that are left are in at least in as bad condition as me. We have no lines to hold and nothing to hold them with, we need a new strategy and fast Hank!" Hank nodded. Tony was right, their wasn't many people still fighting, and the ones that were able to still fight had either run out of things to fight the dead with or were hiding. "Take shelter Tony, You're no use to me dead." Tony was about to object when Hank cut him off. "Go inside, rest up, meet me out here in a few hours when your able to fight. In your condition you are more of a burden then a help."

Hank ran off to keep fighting. Tony worked his way inside an apartment building. Inside wasn't much though, it was empty in the lobby but dead bodies were still around, One was a police officer. Tony walked over, the side arm was still in the holster, with a spare mag. Tony started to reach down when he stopped, he had no idea if this body would stand or not. He decided a small kick was a decent way to check, after kicking the officer and waiting he grabbed the pistol and the spare magazine.

Hank kept on fighting, he felt sore. He wasn't sure if it was him getting tired or the amounts of hits he had taken trying to defend the city. More civilians were being attacked, Hank grabbed an Axe off a fire truck and jumped between the people and the dead. "Get in the ally way, I'll close it off once I take care of these guys." They ran in, it didn't take long to take out the dead.

Hank ran back over to the fire truck, he released the E-Brake and ran to the back of the truck. He took a deep breath and started to push the truck in front of the ally way. The truck stopped when the front hit the corner of the ally way. The dead were not that coordinated, no reason they would try to get under it. This would do for now.

BANG! A shot cut clean through his torso, Hank had been shot several times within the last few hours, But this was different. He looked at the wall where the bullet had landed after going through him. "Silver." Most the dead in the area were dead, Hank was able to find the shooter fast.

Hank started walking over to the shooter, He fired again, Hank dodged. The shooter fired again, Hank dodged again. By the time the shooter was able to fire again Hank had the gun and held it to the mas forehead. "Do it!" The man screamed. "Do it and show the world what you are!"

Hank looked around, their were people watching, Some even with cameras. Hank sighed and slung the rifle. "I'll be needing this to save your city now, Shoot at me again and I will return fire." Hank started to walk off when he heard the man shout. "You see that! He just threatened to kill me! He threatened to kill me and took the only gun I had to defend my family with!" Hank tried to keep calm, he had more impotent things to do, so he kept walking.

The man drew a knife and charged Hank. "Monster!" Hank turned around and swung the rifle around with speed that none of the humans could comprehend. The man flew back Twenty feet in a spiral. A woman ran up to him Crying. "He's dead... You Monster! Killer!" She was pointing at Hank. He didn't mean to kill the man, he reacted like he was trained to when attack. Only now everything was fragile around him.

Hank could hear the voices, the thoughts. "Killer" "Monster" "Vampire" "He killed him." "He's dead". He heard it quietly at first, the it got loader, and faster. Then he realized some people were yelling at him. He was frozen, he knew it was in self defense. But he knew he could have stopped him with out killing him. It was an accident, it's not like he tried to kill the man, he drew a weapon and attacked.

Hank ran off until he could no longer hear the crowd of people, or at least completely out of sight. He could still hear them, and their thoughts. But he still had trouble telling them apart. Though this time they were saying the same thing. Killer.

Allison took a deep breath as they finally finished off the last guy, but she couldn't relax long enough. There was a sudden shriek and an explosion on the other end of the alley. Only momnts later there was a horde of ghouls coming right at them.
"Can this day get any worse?.."
They were falling back through the alley and then a hooded guy showed up slicing one of those bastards who wanted to get a bite of Katya in half. "Come with me!" he said and ran to another alley. Allison agreed with the armored woman to follow this hooded guy and tried to stick with them, but she was slowly falling behind due to her wounded leg. Great timing body, reeeeaally great. I get beaten up, fight and everything is ok, but now when I run for my life you suddenly feel like working and notice my wounded leg. For fucks sake, I should learn to shut my mouth in situations like these...

Noticing that Allison had fallen behind and still had not reached the alley way she turned to the strange hooded figure and said " Look man just wait here two seconds" and she took off back to Allison. after reaching her she reloaded her pistol and took a shot at the two things that were attacking. she outstretched her hand to Allison "Come on lets go "

The fight had ended, Ford wasn't keeping track of his body counts but he felt good. The dead soon started to swarm the ally, he had his sidearm but not many bullets left. A hooded figure came up ad told the Trio to follow. Katya and the other girl started to, Ford was skeptical but he didn't have much choice.

Allison fell behind, Katya went back for her. When they stopped Ford took a knee and unloaded the remains of his clip into the dead. "We're low on ammo, There's more in the truck but we need to move!" He reloaded after the two got up again. They were not armed for another fight, 'get to the truck' he thought. Their were rifles and ammo inside.

"Well I would if your friend wouldn't have shot my leg." Allison grumbled. Katya stretched out her hand to her, "What exactly is your plan?" Allison asked as she grabbed her hand.

"We get the hooded guy to follow us back to our van and we high tail our asses out of here" Katya said. she took of her helmet and looked back down at Allison "So you with us " She said helping Allison to her feet

Allison mentioned something about Ford shooting her, He had to reply. "Still not sorry, Probably will never be." They were close enough to the truck that Ford was able to grab a new rifle and some ammo, He had some dragons breath shells left so he grabbed a M1014 and slung it on his back. Texas was still cuffed in the back. "What's going on?!" The agent screamed.

Ford laughed. "Judgment day! Hope you were a good boy."