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@Poi I was waiting for at least one more person before posting. If no one replies within the next few days or so, we'll just continue and they can pick up later.

Currently Crossfire and I are working on a collaborative post.
Ally hit the demon a few more times, this time in pure human state because she wasn't being slammed into the walls anymore. Now that she had stayed in her human form rather than the constant titanium or constant switching, the pain really began to sink in. The scrapes on her back became for prominent as she struck the demon. She sucked in air through her teeth, trying her best to ignore the stinging and ache of her back.

Then, the demon began to grow in size. Percy began to grow older. Ally didn't know how much longer she could keep the demon distracted- she desperately needed help. She heard pounding footsteps running towards her and thought it might be the day convict, but when she looked up she saw something better. The lizard man was running in her direction. Ally felt relieved to have the help, but then the metal boy began yelling at thr lizard man, who stopped and turned his attention to Percy.

I-is he gonna kill him? Ally thought, almost frantically when the lizard man changed course for Percy. Was that the only way to end the fight? Suddenly the lizard man chomped down on the supernatural cord connecting the two. Ally's jaw dropped, but once her shock dissipated, she attempted to give the demon a few more elbow strikes before momentarily retreating. She was now about fifteen feet away, sitting on her haunches, trying to recover from the major loss of energy. Her breathing was deep, almost gasping, and her arms felt like the heaviest noodles on earth. Despite this, she tried to keep her eyes on the scene in front of her, as ready as she could be to dodge or go back to help, even though she wasn't sure she could go titanium once more.
"Yeah, that's a good plan," Ally said, barely realizing she was going in the direction of her home. She didn't even think about going home. She slapped her forehead, feeling dumb for not considering it. "We grab some things from my place and leave," Ally said, then thought about it. Should they stay in her apartment and hope for the best? Maybe team up with others? Wait for the military? She shook her head, unsure of what to do.

"It's so... quiet," Ally murmured, looking around. She turned around to see the street they left behind. No crowds traveled along that route anymore, only a few zombies lingered. "Uh, Nick, do you think they see us?" Ally asked. Their distance of about 300 feet made her feel somewhat comfortable, but she didn't know how fast they were or how much stamina they had.
"Nick!" Ally shouted at his arm was trampled on. He got up, clutching both the leg and his injured arm. "Hey, it doesn't look to bad," Ally said, trying to be optimistic. Then again she wasn't the one dealing with a footprint on her forearm.

The pushing and shoving seemed to ease and the noise seemed to be more in the front than at their current position. "Shoot, we're in the back," Ally muttered, though Nick already seemed to have noticed that. Ally looked around again, not really wanting to look to her back anymore. She didn't want to see zombies, she wasn't sure she could keep her cool if she did. That was when she noticed everyone was racing down a main street. Figures.

"Nick, let's cut down a side street."
"Yeah, a car would be great," Ally agreed, arming herself with the leg. She didn't want to hurt anyone else while she traveled with Nick, but she also didn't want to lose the leg. She followed him through the crowd, trying to figure out a place to go.

"Maybe somewhere isolated?" she shouted to Nick over the screams and calls of the crowds, "Like a farm?" She figured they could just take the bus or train, but when she saw people standing on top of a tipped over bus, trying to avoid the overwhelming crowd, she immediately scratched the idea out of her head.

"An abandoned building maybe?" she shouted, but heard a car honk. People jumped out of the street, some even getting clipped by it. Ally grabbed Nick and pulled him to the side with herself, although they weren't too close to the path of the car. She wanted to be sure both her and her friend were safe in this even though the car was about two meters away when it passed. How was she to know it wasn't going to skid into their direction? "What is wrong with people?" Ally asked in frustration, all humor from earlier seemingly gone.
"Hey, you never know what goodies you'll find in the trash," Ally replied. She couldn't help but laugh at Nick's comment. She bent down and picked up a shoe lace. The aglet had fallen off, but other than that it was in perfect condition. Someone had probably gotten it in a box of new shoes and tossed it. "See, I found a show lace! There's a lot you can do with this!"

She then watched Nick drop a chair. It hit the ground pretty hard, loosening the legs and sending pieces of the back into the air. Ally covered her eyes in case any splintered material flew to them. "Nick, you really are smarter than you look!" Ally laughed, unable to contain her happiness about the chair. She walked up to it, put her hand on the seat and kicked at the two legs in the air. Because the fall loosened them, they broke off easily, one side smoothed from sliding around someone's living room, the other part jagged and sharp from the splintered part.

"This is great! Now... Back to the crowd?" Ally asked, looking around to see if there was another option.
"Yeah, we definitely need to be careful," Ally said, doing her best to ignore the scent of the garbage from the dumpster. She pushed the black lid up, bringing up another strong waft of dumpster-scent. She pulled her shirt to cover her nose a bit and give her slightly fresher breaths of air. The woman reached up and pulled down a trash bag. She jumped out of the way as it tumbled to the ground. "I guess we both search a bit for weapons," she said, tearing open the thin plastic with the heel of her foot.

So glad I wore tennis shoes today, Ally thought with a slight smirk. If they were going to be running around a lot, they would need good shoes. Her thoughts then became more optimistic. Maybe the cops would get there, shoot the zombies, and everything would be done. Or maybe the government would send in soldiers to kill the zombies. The government might even bring them all to a sanctuary while they cleaned up the... Creature situation.

"Find anything?" Ally asked Nick, as she shuffled the trash around, coming up with nothing. She reached for another bag and knocked it down, hoping to either find something useful in the bag or under it within the pile or garbage.
"Alright!" Ally said, following Nick. She was thankful he was so tall compared to her because she was nearly being absorbed by the crowd. Waves of people pushed and shoved the two as they made their way towards the alley. Ally nearly fell multiple times as people shoved her in every direction. This is insane! Nothing will get done like this! she screamed internally.

Finally, the two were able to burst through the crowd into the alley. "Thank goodness you found this. I'm not sure which we need to be more worried about, the crowd or those... Monsters." Were they zombies? Didn't zombies move slowly, bite people, and eat brains? These zombies were pretty fast and didn't seem too picky about which part of the body they ate.

"We need to arm ourselves in case those things come for us. We don't know how strong they are or when the cops will come to help us." Ally looked around the alley, unsure of how to craft a weapon. Finally, her eyes rested on a dumpster. "Think we're desperate enough for dumpster diving?" she chuckled, hoping to lighten the mood, though she was completely serious about this.
"Alright, that sounds good," Ally said, glad she wasn't alone. She didn't know what she would've done if she didn't have Nick here now. Maybe she would've went running into the street and got hit by a car. She followed Nick's lead, feeling sick from watching someone being torn apart. Like that won't be in my dreams every night, she thought, almost gagging.

"Where should we go? I'm not sure a gun shop would be safest, we might get shot there..." she said, more thinking aloud than giving actual suggestions. She wished her home was closer, there would definitely be more to work with there than shoving through people in the streets like this.

"I hope we're strong enough to fight them off with our fists," Ally said to Nick, "But really I don't want to touch them at all. Maybe we need baseball bats or something?"
Ally felt Nick behind her and was glad he didn't get caught. "What the heck is happening?" she asked, voice full of anger and confusion. Where did these monsters come from? How could they stop them? Where were the police? Ally didn't know how or where to find answers. She looked around and watched people racing to their cars in an attempt to eacape the now hellish restaurant. In all of the chaos, several car crashed occured.

"Nick this is terrible. What do we do?" Ally asked, unsure and quite scared. She looked beyond the parking lot and saw what she didn't expect to see. Besides a few people running from the restaurant, there seemed to be two more of those zombie-like creatures harassing the people. She continued to look around and spotted another. "Where did these things come from?"
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