[IC] Blood Compact: Vampire Genocide

[Wraithblade6]

@Remipa Awesome@legion-114@the grey dust

It wasn't long before Hank came over to talk. Mithias tried to keep his judgements and concerns to himself and leaned back on the ledge, folding his arms. He looked at Hank as he spoke. It was nice to hear Hank sound just like his former self for a moment, stumbling over words and wonderously reflecting on the intricacies of his present reality. The good part was that he didn't appear upset in the least. Hank seemed to be free of his depression. Even his voice was lighter.

Before he answered, Mithias pushed off the ledge and walked over. His thoughts only revealed by his actions, Mithias put his arms around Hank and held him for a moment. "We will see, Hank. We will see." He let go. "I will go to the hotel, but I am going now. I don't see a reason to wait until daylight. Most of Gabriel's likely guests would likely be vampires... or harlots, both of which do their work in the late hours. The night is young. Let us go. I will be with you."

Mithias grabbed a hat and the two went outside, leaving Chantelle. The wait staff took care of the broken glass. Mithias knew there was a reason his father had mentioned his 'cheerful old friend.' He intended for Hank and Mithias to go there. Whatever his reasons, Mithias knew better than to ask. Then could be no better way of knowing than to go.

Het hotel
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Two vampires walked into the lobby with pretty much no human batting an eye. Mithias kept his head down and hands in his pockets reflexively. Hundreds of years had conditioned him to avoid human attention, and walking into an expensive hotel lobby at a vacation resort was like spitting into the public eye. But it seemed to be no big deal.

Scanning the atrium, he discerned the voices. Far back and alone in a quiet corner were two vampires that appeared to be having a discussion over cups of tea. As Hank and Mithias got closer, walking up together, Hank somewhat nervous, and Mithias floating beside him like a hitman, they took notice. One, Mithias recognized right away as Adam, whos rich blood had so recently bonded him with familiarity and shared memory. He knew Adam's motives fairly well after that. The other, was a youthful vampire in another fine suit with white hair. The sight struck Mithias like a hot needle, for not a night went by that he didn't recall a similar figure with such a complexion, such posture... Mithias stopped in his tracks.

[Kurai Assassin]

North Looked back at Kami "You. Want to meet our Leader and Disband us. Cute. but no can do. no one knows where he is. we dont even see him. everything is a video message." he turned around and pulled then pin on the Smoke grenade on the front of his belt. He dropped the grenade as he walked to the car that Allison had retrieved. "Theta drop the Bubble shield. we dont want them following us." As north jumped in the car he yelled to Allison "PUNCH IT. leave this place in the dust!!"

Washington

Wash had made it to the Seahawks Stadium along with the others that were at the Downed pelican. "HQ. HQ this is Echo 1-2 Requesting a Pelican At Seahawks Stadium. Latitude 47.595146 Longitude -122.331601." *Copy that Echo 1-2 pelican is En Route to your Location please have an Open LZ*

Doctor Church

The Director wheeled over to his computer system. he scanned the maps as he heard everything Kami no Kage was saying to north "Damnit how could this have happened" he turned back to his map and saw that the entire east end of Seattle had been engulfed in Flames. Church thought to himself for a few minutes. Maybe now was the time to take a small Vacation, some where quiet like...Hawaii. so he could get his thoughts straight and Talk to someone... someone who could help him.

[DiZL ReloadeD]

Allison was already getting a bit impatient while she was waiting for North to show up Come on, what on earth takes so long?. Only seconds later she spotted North who walked towards her. "Would you please speed it up a bit? I haven't got all day!". He ordered his AI to drop a bubble shield and then he turned to Allison "PUNCH IT. leave this place in the dust!!". "You don't have to tell me twice!" she replied with a grin under her helmet. Allison floored the gas pedal and the Humvee accelerated quickly "Woohoo! Next stop: Seahawks Stadium!"

[thewizardguy]

@Kurai Assassin@DiZL ReloadeD
A smoke grenade? Really? Kami could have killed North even as he retrieved the grenade from his utility belt. To the Oldblood, the movements seemed to occur in slow motion, a mockery of action performed by one who didn't understand how vastly outclassed he was. North threw the grenade to the ground, and Kami watched it go off motionlessly. The smoke spread, and North turned to run from his foes. He was going to rendezvous with his allies, even through the helmet Kami could easily hear the conversation take place. The entire event was silly, it was almost tiring. Previously, he would have acted sooner. He would have killed North the moment he had moved his hand towards his utility belt, broken his neck with a single gesture. But now, it seemed like a tedium to defeat such a weak opponent.

Kami locked onto North with his suit's many additional sensor arrays. He could see the infrared and ultraviolet shadows cast by the large metallic suit. With advanced sound sensors, he was able to easily triangulate North's position. Even the electromagnetic fields that surrounded the suit gave away North's position. Kami shot forward like a loosed arrow, accelerating to sprinting speeds instantly. Even as North were to emerge from the smoke, he would find Kami standing in front of him. Kami had the strength and speed of an Oldblood, and no longer was he limited by his suit. No longer was he tortured by the crucifixes affixed within. He was a god among men, capable of crushing steel with his bare hands and outspeeding a moving car.

North kept running, primal instincts taking over as he realized the strength of his opponent. It was a hopeless endeavour, human legs could never outrun an Oldblood. Even boosted by a mechanical suit, it was mere mortal technology. And Kami had had quite enough of such trivial dealings.

He flew past, his feet digging into the ground and leaving craters from the force of their impact. He was next to the Humvee in an instant, and grabbed onto it with one hand. He shot a look back at North, even as the soldier rushed up towards what he had believed was his escape.

[Very well. Witness, the consequences of your choice.]

Using one hand, Kami pushed the car upwards. The two ton vehicle briefly lifted above the ground, spinning 180 degrees. It came down, wrong side up, it's chassis collapsing under it's own weight. Allison was trapped within by the twisted metal, and had she not been wearing her armour she would have been crushed to death. Kami simply turned back to North, even as he felt anger boil within him. He had given them every chance, every option. He had given them Mercy. Now they would feel Wrath.

[Ved. I want them alive. Break their arms and legs, we will then take them to HQ. Kill them only if you must.] Kami nearly growled, as he stalked towards North. The man had foolishly made himself a mouthpiece for Freelance, and would face Kami's personal anger. [Now allow me to show you why the meek must not anger the strong. You have refused the Law of the Land. You have refused the Law of God. So allow me to introduce you to the one Law left. The Law of Nature, the Law of the Strong. Allow me to introduce you to the fate of weaklings who attempt to stand up to me, the Lord of Death.] For the first time, emotion permeated Kami's monotone. His robotic voice seemed to shift, becoming deeper and more gravelly. He was pissed.

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Ford had sat at a distance, presumably observing. However, now that was no longer an option. One of the Paladins shot towards him, brandishing it's shield and sword as it advanced on the Freelance soldier. Without his sniper rifle, Ford would have little in the way of protection. And yet, he was faced with the righteous hulk of metal, storming towards him like a 4 ton battering ram.

[Kurai Assassin]

"TEX. YOU BETTER HOPE SHE'S OK" North shouted at him "Im gonna make this plain and Simple to you. i know your type. you kill for honour you fight battles that will challenge you. But how would it feel to Kill 3 Soldiers that are wounded and tired. but if you want a fight ill fight for i have nothing left to lose. the only person that Cared for me was killed in your explosion and for all i know you've killed my sister. So if its a fight you want, its a fight you'll get. but before we go let me quote something from a song i used to play." North Cleared his throat "im gonna make you bend and break. Say your prayers and let the good times roll. Incase God doesnt show" North grinned under his helmet as he waited to see the mechanised Purge to respond

[BurningCold]

@Wraithblade6 Victor easily slipped into the shadow of this mysterious newcomer as he entered the hotel, leaving behind his previous and now very lucky quarry. When Mithias stopped in his tracks, he knew exactly why. It seems I've found something fascinating to do indeed, I wonder if anyone here remembers me. Hopefully not. Victor was already preparing a quick escape in case things went awry for him here.

[Shikaru]

@thewizardguy@BurningCold

Erick rolled out from under the Jeep seconds before the Paladin crushed it and dusted himself off. "Rude..." he spoke lowly. He turned towards the two mid-conversation, arms crossed. Either Kami was completely off his nut, or a better liar than he was. It took all he could do to maintain his composure and out-right laugh at Kami. He remained sient, not interferring, simply listening.

He too was a tactician, a man of stealth, cunning, and wit. It would take more than brute force to deal with this situation, something Freelance didn't seem to understand.

All the while Erick was picking through Kami's mind, reading his true intentions, or trying. Kami has apparently had to deal with mind reading vampires before, hundreds of pointless thoughts streamed through his mind, some related, some not.

Some rather...interesting information surfaced from what he could gather however, amongst the sea of randomness. He grinned behind his visor and began his approach towards Kami, he focused his mental abilities directly to him.

"Ah, Kami No Kage, the infamous vampire slayer and 'General' of Purge." He spoke calmly, Kami would feel...something. He wouldn't quite be sure what. "This..peace you speak of. Yes.. I do indeed believe a peaceful route is the best to take. However, what is there to make us trust you? The word of a killer, a savage like the very threat you seek to destroy."

He spoke calmly and to the point, no traces of hostility or any other emotion in his voice, just sincerity. "Now, don't get me wrong. It is quite clear you've changed much in the past ten years, but as they say. History repeats. What guaru-" And then, smoke grenade. Erick sighed heavily and stayed where he was, 'Idiots..' he thought.

He watched as Kami sped after the Jeep and whistled lowly. He to set off after them, pacing himself to be behind Kami as he ran. He made no moves to attack, simply follow. He flipped the Jeep with ease, made a few threats, and then the human-ish torch appeared melting things all over the place. Erick continued to simply stare and watch for a few moments before continuing. Kami would still have something tugging at the edge of his sub-conscious from the small conversation the two had before..smoke grenade. "Now then..where was I..eh." Erick tried to remember, but failed.

He tried to focus on both Kami and the human torch melting the Humvee. "Now, now. Let's calm down alright? So what, we killed a few people, blew up a fuel thingy. You've done the same, and worse. The past is in the past, even if the past was only a hour or two ago. Let's just ease down a bit, lower our guns, and talk this out like men and human torches yes?"

As a last resort he could cloak out and ditch these morons he'd decided to help.
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Blood was..moderately confused at the image of the man and the snail, he simply shrugged and shouted. "Not the philosophical type buddy, gunna have to give it to me straight!"

[BurningCold]

@Shikaru If a bird could sigh, Kane would have managed to do it. The green haired vampire sent Blood a clearer message, while trying to focus on flying at the same time. The message said, Can... you.... slow.... down.... Flying.... gets.... tiring.... Especially.... at this..... speed.... Flew.... like hell.... just to get.... back there.... then.... Purge.

[hagroden]

Ved
His hand flashed forward, orbs of light flying forward at the speed of a chain-gun, aiming directly towards the flipped vehicle. If any of his hits landed, it would burn directly through their body, and create gaping holes. He moved forward casually, continuing to fire off orbs of brightness His opposite hand stayed at his side as he walked, holding it loosely.

He lowered his firing hand, the orbs stopping as he did so. Continuing to move, he drew a long-barreled automatic pistol, snapping the blade onto the bayonette slot. He then switched hands, placing the gun in his right hand. Moving silently, he leaped into the air landing with a dull thump next to the Humvee. He knelled down, the gun ready at his side.

"Surrender, or be captured by force."
He growled softly, putting the Bayonette's tip on Allison's shoulder, angling it so a bullet would merely hurt incredibly, not kill. Cocking the gun, his finger rested on the trigger. His opposite hand glowed softly, yet still began to liquidize the exterior of the humvee his hand was resting on.

[Kurai Assassin]

Doctor Leonard Church

The Director wheeled himself to the Hangar and over to the closest pelican drop ship. Luckily most ways around the Freelancer facilty were flat and had elevators to lower floors. he wheeled himself into the back of the Pitch black drop ship. his own private Pelican that only he used. he pressed the intercom button inside the Pelican "Ah yes F.I.L.L.S could you set a course for Hawaii please" the AI Unit Deemed F.I.L.L.S was the Directors personal Assistant along with the Alpha AI. F.I.L.L.S was capable of working her way into any computer system and controlling it. Such was the deal with the Directors personal Pelican. *Yes Director. is there anywhere specific you'd like to go* "A Resort known for hosting multiple Vampire clients. I have to meet with one of those said clients." the Director broke a sweat. it had been years since he had last seen the Extremely Shady Figure that he sought after. Could he still remember what he had looked like from all those years ago. Would he remember him.

[DiZL ReloadeD]

For one moment Allison thought she was dead, but it seems this suit saved her life once more. The only downside to that, she was trapped beneath the Humvee. Ugh great! Mental note: Never let this guy take care of negotiations or distractions again! She was trying to figure out if there was a way to maybe get out of the Humvee until Ved appeared. Alive my ass, this guy's gonna kill me if he keeps shooting.. Luckily that didn't happen and he kneeled down besides the Humvee "Surrender, or be captured by force." he growled, putting the Bayonette's tip on Allison's shoulder. "Does it look like I'm gonna run anywhere?" This guy isn't an amateur, he looked like he knew his shit.
Fuck. I hate to give up, but I hate fighting without a weapon even more, especially when my chances of success are low to begin with... sigh, why did I agree on all of this again?

[Kurai Assassin]

North saw ved by the humvee threatening Allison. "Leave her alone. shes done nothing. if your gonna fight somebody fight me." he drew his blade and twirled it around. "I mean if your gonna fight it might aswell be against someone you can brag about killing? eh"

[hagroden]

Ved
He chuckled softly to himself, Ignoring North completely. Kami was to face off with him, and he would never intrude upon Kami's goals. He pressed the blade into her shoulder slowly, smiling as he did so.
"I am under orders to take you in no matter the means, perhaps I need assurance that you will not cause problems."
He murmered softly, twisting the blade in her shoulder ever so slightly.

He loved nothing more than a heathen in pain.

[Kurai Assassin]

Just as it looked as though a fight was about to break out, a Pelican drop ship uncloaked and opened up on Kami and Ved. North saw this as a great opportunity to control the situation. in the confusion of the Pelican uncloaking Kami would be distracted long enough for North to throw two bubble shields at Kami and Ved Trapping them both inside. as Ved was holding his gun the barrel would be cut in half by opening of the bubble shield. neither could leave for the minute it was up and neither could fire a shot or it would ricochet around and kill them. by then the pelican had dropped lower for the 3 to get inside. North ran over to the Humvee and lifted it enough for Allison to crawl out if she could. he nodded in a sarcastic way to ved as he lifted it and smiled a little under his helmet "Tex. Were leaving"

[DiZL ReloadeD]

Ugh great, of course I get the sicko what else. Allison tried to play it down as good as possible, but there still was a blade in her shoulder. "So tell me little puppy, when did Kami guy start to recruit needy premature kids from the street?" She couldn't help but smile beneath her helmet, that definitely hurt his pride. Before Ved could react the Pelican uncloaked and North dropped the bubble shields. North ran over to the Humvee and lifted it up a bit "Tex. We're leaving". Allison took the remaining part of the blade out of her shoulder and crawled out. "That sure took em long enough, at least you did something useful this time.." Allison complained as both got on the Pelican.

[Legion-114]

@Wraithblade6
As Mithias entered through the lobby, Adam’s face grew a light smile. He quickly finished his business with Bedivere – informing him that it would be in his best interests to bring his key to his main office in Japan.

He approached Mithias in such a confident manner, that it would have been as if he were his prospective employer welcoming him to an interview of some kind. He stopped but a few feet away with a smile on his face, rubbing the still healing incision points of Mithias’s preview taste.

“Ah, how nice to see some... Fresh faces in the hotel.” Adam said as he leant towards Mithias. “Let’s begin the party shall we?”

As the final words dripped from Adam’s mouth, his eyes glowed crimson and his arms spread, his fingers disjointed as if conjuring up some kind of trick. However, those with any physic ability could feel thousands, if not millions of tiny strands floating from Adam and shooting off in every possible direction.

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DOOMSDAY

Across the world, in every major hospital those who were wounded by the outbreak that had occurred a few days ago began to feel their heads burn, their mouths ran dry and their eyes turned to black. All sense of feeling was evaporating and only hunger remained. And it wasn’t long before they knew the taste of blood.

Out in the streets, thousands of varying creatures begun to attack and rip apart and man women and even child that crossed their path. Those that were unfortunate enough to still remain intact from the teeth and claws of these creatures soon found themselves with the same lust for blood as those that had attempted to devour them.

What was also noticeable was that these were no standard fledglings, but rather a pick n’ mix of genetic mutations. Some of which were beneficial and created a destructive creature, some however rendered them useless. Or so it would seem. Soon these creatures would begin to gather bodies of those who were too far gone to be turned and soon begun to create hives of biomass that pulsed like a living creature.

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Geostationary Orbit, Orion Cannon, Observation Deck

There she was, a glistering beauty that needed to be saved from the tumours that were the supernaturals. Earth – the only true home of humanity and one that Baxter swore to protect. Proud of his, or rather HIVE’s accomplishments, Baxter sighed with a sense of relief, this new facility, though currently unpressurized and many of the facilities on it needed brining online it was still operational for its main purpose. A laser to cut the tumours away from Earth.

Baxter left the observation deck and began to make his way to the bridge, navigating through the corridors in which workers in full space suits were finishing off the main construction aspects of the interior. However before Baxter made it into the Command Room, an alarm began to sound.

Baxter paced himself and rushed into the command room where command officers were rushing about as best as they could in the zero-g environment. When Baxter realised what was going on, he assumed full battle command of the operations.

“I thought we purged the outbreak! What the hell is going on?” Baxter demanded through his respirator and a senior officer turned to inform him that this outbreak was a separate incursion that may have been caused by unknown factors.

“Very well… I believe then it is time we test the ability of our multi-billion investment and see how well it preforms. Locate the city will the lowest possible recovery rate!”
“Sir, Pittsburgh has a less than 12% recovery chance. This new outbreak is something that we have never witnessed before.”

“Very well. Begin firing sequence!” Baxter ordered has he typed his authorisation code into the console, keeping his eyes on the monitors which dashed through all the security cameras around the world.

The station began to fire its orbital boosters and positioned itself in the correct alignment, collecting intense amounts of solar energy that began to rip through the firing chambers and focusing arrays. A slight wooing sound could be heard from within the station as the laser began to charge. The sequence took roughly five minutes before it was ready to fire. As soon as it was, Baxter activated the laser which fired down upon the city, tearing through the earth’s atmosphere and beginning to burn away all the organic matter that resided in the city, along with most of the city.

“Now… deploy emergency code Sigma-One-One-Four. Let’s stop that cancer before it can consume the world.”

[Kurai Assassin]

As the 2 freelancers got into the pelican it cloaked again and sped off in the direction of the Seahawks stadium. When north went to thank the pilot he was greeted by a familiar face. Four-Seven-Niner had survived the crash and had been picked up initially herself and had come to save the freelancers once again *Did ya miss me North* "You evil Bitch. Dont ever do that to me again" North yelled as they approached the sea hawks stadium. the Pelican uncloaked and landed allowing Washington and his team to get aboard

[thewizardguy]

@Shikaru
As Eric reached into Kami's mind, he found something equal parts confusing and disturbing. First, he found the methodical and clear thoughts of a killer. The inhumanly fast thought processes, as Kami processed all the information around him instantly. It was like a waterfall of thoughts to wade through, as Eric tried to anchor himself. However, as Eric spoke, he began to dig deeper. He managed to take a closer look at the stream, to begin to comprehend even Kami's hyper-fast thought process. And between the cold and emotionless evaluation, he found impurities. Small streaks of colour between the grey. Pride and anger, distaste and frustration. They would have been normal in any other mind, save for how starkly they contrasted with their environment. Like a coffee stain in a pure white room.

Following the stream, Eric dug deeper into Kami's psyche. It was as much curiosity as necessity that drove him, as he realized that he might never find a mind even similar to that of this strange being. And as he did, he came to a great wall. It was a massive mental barrier, erected within Kami's mind. It was huge, and heavily reinforced. Ancient but strong, capable of withstanding serious punishment. And yet, there seemed to be tiny cracks in the wall. From these cracks flowed multicoloured light, the source of the impurities in the stream. It was behind this barrier that Kami had somehow locked his emotions.

And then it was that Eric discovered something truly astounding. It had been there all along, and yet it had taken him this long to truly comprehend it's scope, to truly realize what it was he was dealing with. And in that moment of comprehension, Eric felt himself trembling in fear.

Back in the real world, Eric came to a sudden halt. Midsentence he simply paused, taking a step back with a horrified expression on his face. For what he had seen in the depths of Kami's mind would change his world forever. The information he now possessed might be the only thing standing between the world, and utter annihilation. And yet, even as Kami's head jerked towards him, Eric knew that Kami knew that he knew. And Eric knew that Kami would kill him for the knowledge he possessed.

@Kurai Assassin@DiZL ReloadeD

It was this strange series of events that distracted Kami far more than the Pelican did. North didn't know what had caused Kami to suddenly focus on Eric, and what had caused Eric to pause, but he would happily abuse the distraction. A bubble shield formed around Kami, locking him off from the rest of the world. He seemed to growl, as he punched the sudden wall of energy that had appeared before him. The field wavered, but didn't budge. Kami shouted out orders, as he unleashed a rain of blows on the bubble of energy, attempting to shatter it with brute force. And it was clear that the shield would soon give away under the sheer force of the blows, dozens of punches being thrown in mere seconds and each with the power to tear through metal.

[Attack him! Kill the halfbreed, ignore the others! Whatever happens, he must die!]

Needing no further prompting, the two Paladins charged Eric, completely ignoring Freelance as it escaped the premises. However, they descended on Eric with speed and strength, and it was only through his timely use of stealth technology that Eric avoided becoming the meaty filling of a Mech Soldier Sandwich. And even then he could see the Paladins attempting to track him. Using the sound of his footsteps, the slight movements in the air. He would have a hard time escaping, even with stealth tech.

[hagroden]

Ved
He watched the aircraft disappear from sight, growling internally due to his failure. With his new title he would have more reign over the scientific development units, and he planned to have them begin working on an anti-bubble shield product as soon as he returned to base. He refused to ever be caught inside of one of those over-powered spheres again. As the bubble shield wore down he turned on his private radio, calling in a heat trace on an aircraft headed away from his location. I want to know where it's heading, and the second it touches down, I want a fighter fleet at it's location. He ordered quickly, ignoring the affirmation of his order, and instead barking out another order. "Send a search team at my local, followed by a dozen Paladins. I want Every Non-Purge Operative captured, alive, but if necessary, fatal force is permitted.

[thewizardguy]

@Legion-114
Alarms rang across the country. A massive zombie outbreak had been confirmed across the entire nation of America, thousands of infected individuals emerging from the hospitals of the world. They infected those nearby, and continued to spread and grow. It was a plague of death, a cancer that rapidly spread and consumed all in it's path. However, even as this cancer began to take hold, there was a single force that stood before them. The clatter of armour could be heard, the ringing of church bells across the nation. Battlecries and prayers side by side, as the full military might of the Purge mobilized.

In Oklahoma, as well as several other cities, the infection was instantly wiped out. As the infected emerged, large amounts of holy vapour shot out of every corridor. Specially mounted release valves across the city released a cloud that covered the entire city, wrapping everything in the deadly divine fog. The foul demons burned, even as Crusaders marched forth and cut them down. Weakened and burning they were swiftly eliminated, unable to stand up against the preparations that the Purge had made. However, many other cities were not nearly so lucky. For only a few cities had been converted by the Purge, and many remained without the automatic fog generators.

Creatures swarmed the streets, even as Purge agents marched into battle. Batallions of warriors marched side by side, slicing through the enemy lines with their longswords even as waves of fog and flame washed over the enemy. Strange and mutated creatures ripped into the Purge ranks, beating their way through the Purge's thick armoured plating. The Purge refused to die, and yet were swiftly turned by the hyperinfectious abominations. Many were cooked alive inside their suits, the very armour and weapons they wielded killing them before they could become a threat. Those that didn't were slain by their comrades, only a momentary prayer said over their corpse.

In some cities, the Purge prevailed. Beating back superior numbers with great preparation and superior weaponry. Their every weapon was devoted to killing vampires, and it was what they did best. Their armour burned the creatures at a touch, their weapons burned the very flesh from their bones. And yet often it was not enough. Claws, acid and blades ripped through armoured plating. A gruesome slime forced it's way through the eye holes of a Crusader, as the man inside was eaten alive. But they did not scream as they fell. Rather, they shouted for their comrades to go on without them. To remain vigilant, and to carry on their names.

Entire cities were lost. Los Angles and Seattle were overwhelmed by the creatures. They had refused to cooperate with the Purge and were being torn to shreds by this vampire threat. Texas was infested, a continuous battle ranging from across the state as the vile creatures were being pushed back. But it was not a time for panic. It was a time for war, a glorious war. And even as the great Annihilation Shrines set out to purify those cities that had been lost to this demonic cancer, one thing was certain. The Purge would not allow humanity to fall on this day. And every death, every scream, was a hardwon battle.

This day, the Purge, who so many had despised, stepped up to save mankind.