He slashes his hand, and Zack comes to a dead stop half an inch from the ground. "I can fly. You can't. Did you want to fall several stories?" He lands next to him, and drops him down the last bit to the grass.

Virgil looked over at where they jumped, but didn't dare do that himself. He might not be human, but he couldn't fly either.

@MikkishtheLeprechaun

Japeth turned to the girl. He sensed power emanating from her, but not the kind she could control. He jogged up to her and held out is hand. "Why I never see the evenin', it's sure nice to say the opposite of good bye!" His eyes flashed momentarily. "Your in the best of luck! I'm not that unhelpful duck. Why follow me, it's past the trees! Better not put no chains on me!" He turned back in the direction he was going with the young man. He motioned for both to follow. The young man backed off. "On second though, I probably don't have time. Bye!" He ran back to his van and drove away down the path. Japeth just shrugged.

@Shadow Dragon@Letmehaveone2

Zack was a tiny bit irritated. Not only because of Vinashy's assumption he was like any normal human being, but also he somehow didn't know they were several stories up.

"Right, I should have told you. I also took this experimental drug. It was a little side gig. It made me...more durable..." In truth he could have not only survived the fall injury free, but landed gracefully.

He drew his gun, looking out into the trees where the cultists must be hiding.

@Dealdric

Hannah noted how the man kept singing everything. He was either insane or...something else. Of course, she wouldn't be surprised at this point if he transformed into some giant monster. It was so commonplace in her line of work she was desensitized to it.

Still, she was told not to drive up on the mansion as to avoid drawing attention to herself. That and the fact the cultists would see her right away.

"My uncle is a little trigger happy, by the way, so you might want to let me out as soon as the mansion is in view. He won't recognize this car and will think you are the government come to spy on him. He is crazy that way."

"Ah. Well, I thought you were about to shatter your bones." A branch snaps, and he points over with his gun. A loud crack comes from his gun, and there's a scream of pain. "Found one. Duck."

@MikkishtheLeprechaun

Japeth looked at her with questioning look. "Cars and bars, stig'em up Lars, but who ever said I drove a car!?" and he ran to the back of his cabin. A small horn was heard and a sickly blueish-green golf-cart with dune buggy suspension drove around in front of her, Japeth in the driver side. He motioned for her to get in.
"Government be correct, I bet! That boom-stick there is a mighty threat! Agent it might, or I'm a termite!" His eyes flashed green while he smirked. The way she acted seemed strange, that and the mansion she was referring to held more than one sorry old man. He new these woods better than anyone. She would either be surprised or not. One way was proof, the other simply reassuring.

@Shadow Dragon@Letmehaveone2

Zack hit the ground. There was a gunshot. Then dirt kicked up in front of Zack's face from the impact.

Then something kicked in. His doubts about killing earlier were gone. One might venture to say Zack was gone.

His friend had been a soldier. His friend had killed. His friend was inside of him.

Zack raised his gun, the grip feeling all too familiar in his hands. He shot and a cultists head jerked back before he fell to the ground. He shot again, and a scream of pain followed. He continued shooting as he ran and ducked behind a thick oak tree.

Vinashy flows around the battlefield, gracefully, almost like he's dancing, and sends off several shots.

@Shadow Dragon@Letmehaveone2

Zack sent bullets flying, and bullets came flying back. When a normal person is shot, his body seizes up and he collapses. When Zack's gun needed replenished, he looked down to reach into his pockets for more bullets, and only then noticed a bleeding bullet wound in his leg. It stung, but in such a way he didn't notice as he was fighting.

A cultist came running at him with a knife as he reloaded, and he sent his leg into his face so hard the cultist flipped backwards twice before falling to the ground. Then came another cultist brandishing a machette. Zack grabbed ducked under a swing, then grabbed the arm. One cultist joined the melee with an axe but when he swung, the axe hit the other cultist as Zack had moved him. The axe man then found himself with the barrel of a revolver right in his face, before his brains were shot out onto the ground. Zack then pulled the corpses of the cultists on top of himself a moment before a blast of machine gun fire peppered the corpses and the ground all around him.

@Dealdric

Already Hannah could hear the sounds of gunfire. She didn't care about people. To be a Maniacles agent you needed a cold heart and a willingness to let people die or even kill innocent people if ordered to. Still, she didn't want to be blamed for someone finding out about their corporation, as they were low key. One might even say they were a secret corporation. There was no doubt in her head the gun shots were a result of the cultists. There was no need for the man she was traveling with to know more than she needed to.

"You might want to let me off here." Hannah said to Japeth.

Vinashy reaches into his cloak, his hand sinking into the material itself, and draws a minigun, setting the stand down. "Eat lead!" He begins blending the area with hundreds of bullets.

Zack threw the axe one cultist was wielding, and it stuck in the forehead of the machine gun cultist. He ran up and snatched the gun off the ground. It was an AK; every casual gamers wet dream.

The shots now ringing out from the AK added to the ruckus caused by Vinashy's minnigun, as he continued fighting and blasting cultists heads open.

He runs out of magazine, and puts the minigun away. He draws twin handguns, and begins firing off whole clips, almost as fast as the minigun.

As the dark forest lights up with gunfire, Zack's body pushes shells out of his wounds as the wounds heal up on their own.

"How much can that body of yours take?"

@Shadow Dragon

Zack heard some voice in the chaos. It was Vinashy. With the sounds of gunfire and confusion, he didn't really hear what Vinashy had said, and also didn't notice he had sustained another gunshot wound plus a couple grazes after the first. In total he had one fresh gunshot wound, one which had healed up, and a couple gashes from where bullets had barely touched him as they whizzed past.

"These people can't shoot for shit!" Zack commented "I'm fine for now."

He catches a bullet that was headed for Zacks ear, and flicks it away, stowing the now empty gun, and drawing a pair of fully automatic handguns. "How many are there?"

Zack's gun starts clicking, signalling that its empty.

"Way too many!" Zack yelled, to answer Vinashy's question.

He drew his pistol in time to headshot a cultist running up behind Vinashy with an axe.

He keeps shooting until his guns empty, and draws his scythe. "Time to go reaping."

*Click*

Now Zack's pistol was dry as he pulled the trigger on a cultist with a nail bat. The cultist swung at Zack, who barely ducked out of the way in time, watching the nails pass less than an inch from his face. But then Zack used this momentum to trip the cultist over on his back, then picked up a nearby switch and pounded the cultists head until his face caved in.

Zack even spotted another cultist watching the slaughter, wielding a machete but hesitant to attack. That was when Zack felt something pierce his neck, then fell unconscious.

Japeth watched her go, simply sitting in his cart. He heard things happening inside, but he didn't want to involve himself. He pulled out his banjo and started playing. He stayed silent while he played.