[h1] Necro - Denver alley [/h1]

Bullets tore down the alley way, Frank and Derron where destroyed beyond usefulness so he released them from his control. With his head cleared of the strain he thought frantically. Zach was coming at him now as well, this was becoming a serious danger it was time to go. He still had the officer's corpse at his disposal so he ordered the officer up again and began firing on Arsenal again. Necro, from behind his dumpster, held out a hand an forced his concentration to the limit, drawing up the bone of all his deceased minions. The bone snaked across the ground like liquid mostly coming towards Zach and Necro.

The liquid bone jutted up around Zach making a bone prison that solidified moments later. the remaining bone came to thickening his armor, in hopes that he would survive a few short dashes with less cover. With the officer up and shooting again Necro lept up, slightly slowed by the extra weight on his armor, and dashed across the alley out to the streets of Denver. He had only run a few yards into public when he dropped the officer as well, in hopes that the 'heroes' would try not to cause any collateral damage in chasing him. If they did however, he began running towards the nearest cemetery where he knew he would have enough bodies and bones to drag out a serious fight. 

While running he noticed the bullet holes in his trench coat, revealing the skeletal armor underneath. [color=lightcoral]"Son of a bitch"[/color] he muttered to himself, hoping that his outrageous costume would be largely ignored by the public. As he thought about it he did shift the skull face of the helmet into an open faced one like a motorcycle helmet, he knew he still looked like a madman but it was still better than looking like a villain right now.