Jan moved into the complex and followed along behind some of the others before veering off down a side path. Stealth was a better weapon for him and aside from the device he had been given, his weapons were of a silent but deadly variety. It would not do to be in a group of stomping loud troops that were going to get shot at with only throwing knives and a blowgun for weapons.
There were a lot more people than they had originally suspected, this place turned out to be crawling with men. Jan climbed into one of the elevators and opened the top hatch. It was only a matter of time, he figured before a group of the wrong sort had to use it for transportation.
His estimation was correct and soon the elevator began to move upwards a level and come to a halt. Jan stopped mentally humming the theme from Mission Impossible to lean over and look down through the small gap in the grate that he had left open.
'You know, its absolutely amazing how many people never look up.'
Waiting until the doors closed, Jan pulled out the small gas bomb, and twisting it so that it would go off on impact, dropped it down into the hole. Quickly sliding shut the grate, he then scurried up the wires as far as he could. It was only a matter of seconds before people inside started shooting through the top of the elevator.
'You know...that plan wasn't as well thought out as it seemed.'
The shooting stopped and someone tried to push open the hatch, Jan kept it closed with the force of his telekinesis from his perch further up on the cords. More shooting, which slowed and then ended when the elevator came to a halt. He wasn't sure they had been knocked by the gas or not. Holding his breath and cautiously lifting the lid showed bodies on the ground but not as many as had been in the elevator when it started.
'Damn'
The elevator doors started to close.
'Shit!'
Jan jumped down and pushed through the opening. It was then that he noticed they must have originally planned to go further down but someone had pressed the button for the next floor when the gas grenade hit.
'Didn't think of that...'
One of the bodies in front of him moved and Jan sent one of his knives at it blunt end first. Whoever it was might be useful in telling him something.
Moving over to the unconscious form, Jan held a hand over his mouth and stifled a laugh that was part nervousness and part amusement. He'd hit Nova and if he hadn't wanted information he might have killed her... or at least made her a very hungry, very cranky vampire.
Quickly stowing the knife and schooling his features to look worried, which wasn't that hard under the circumstances, Jan gently shook his sister's shoulder.
"Nova! Nova wake up! I got him, promise."
Hillman Compound
[COLOR=Red]Located in the industrial district, along the waterfront were 2 miles of nothing but warehouses. Some of the larger warehouses were fifty thousand square feet of storage and some were filled to capacity. On the south end, standing pristine and new, was Hillman compound, known formerly as Hillman, Inc. This is where the multi-millionaire stored his luxury items, docked his yachts and kept his precious things hidden away.
The warehouse itself was made of concrete and boasted security guards around its surrounding electrical fence. No one could come within 500 feet of Hillman, Inc without being thoroughly accosted by a gruff looking security guard with bad breath.
State of the art security and fifty cameras surveyed the premises. There were four check points and one main entrance. The surrounding warehouses have been bought and cleared out by Hillman, Inc and not a soul interrupted whatever went on down on the south end of the docks.[/COLOR]
Jan
19 years ago
Nova
18 years ago
The sun blazed on Nova’s back as she walked through the crowds lining the steps of the church, armload of ‘presents’ in hand. The bag’s contents seemed to shift as she moved toward home; one moment she would look down to see second hand clothes, the next several wrapped presents. Sometimes the bag felt so –heavy-; it seemed to get bigger and bigger until by the time she got to her front door the bag was bigger than her, weighing her down, suffocating…
Nova!
“Merfle.”
She got the bag into the house, and now it was a Christmas tree, fully decorated with little lights and everything, though she didn’t know how she had managed to carry that home. Her brother came out of the kitchen…sometimes it was Jan, sometimes it was her big brother Honovi, sometimes the littlest brother Yoki…the face kept changing, and the words made no sense, though she knew what they were saying anyway…
Nova, wake up.
“’am awake. Don’t wanna go back.”
Honovi was telling her to take the tree back, cursing, telling her that she made him sick, angry, breaking ornaments. He kicked at the bag, which was somehow still full, and the snow globe inside shattered into a million pieces and suddenly it was Yoki in front of her, crying. Then it was Jan again, handing her the bag, everything inside still intact.
I got him, I promise.
“Don’t wanna go back.”
What was she saying? Where was she?
Nova tried to take in her situation, though she had no idea what she was doing lying face down on a cold floor. Answers came to her after a moment when she remembered the raid, but what had happened? It didn’t make much sense for her to lie down and take a nap in the midst of all of this.
All of this.
She opened her eyes.
“Jan?”
She was about to ask him what had happened but the hallway chose that moment to blow up.
She had forgotten about setting off the pen. Grabbing Jan’s arm, she pulled herself upright and half ran, half threw them both into the now empty elevator, slamming on the buttons until the door closed, just before the fireball hit.
She turned to Jan, grinning.
“Damn but I’m glad to see you.”
The elevator started going down after that, and Nova turned, frowning.
“Er. I didn’t tell it to go down…”
Nova!
“Merfle.”
She got the bag into the house, and now it was a Christmas tree, fully decorated with little lights and everything, though she didn’t know how she had managed to carry that home. Her brother came out of the kitchen…sometimes it was Jan, sometimes it was her big brother Honovi, sometimes the littlest brother Yoki…the face kept changing, and the words made no sense, though she knew what they were saying anyway…
Nova, wake up.
“’am awake. Don’t wanna go back.”
Honovi was telling her to take the tree back, cursing, telling her that she made him sick, angry, breaking ornaments. He kicked at the bag, which was somehow still full, and the snow globe inside shattered into a million pieces and suddenly it was Yoki in front of her, crying. Then it was Jan again, handing her the bag, everything inside still intact.
I got him, I promise.
“Don’t wanna go back.”
What was she saying? Where was she?
Nova tried to take in her situation, though she had no idea what she was doing lying face down on a cold floor. Answers came to her after a moment when she remembered the raid, but what had happened? It didn’t make much sense for her to lie down and take a nap in the midst of all of this.
All of this.
She opened her eyes.
“Jan?”
She was about to ask him what had happened but the hallway chose that moment to blow up.
She had forgotten about setting off the pen. Grabbing Jan’s arm, she pulled herself upright and half ran, half threw them both into the now empty elevator, slamming on the buttons until the door closed, just before the fireball hit.
She turned to Jan, grinning.
“Damn but I’m glad to see you.”
The elevator started going down after that, and Nova turned, frowning.
“Er. I didn’t tell it to go down…”
Ellis Duban
18 years ago
Current time: 4:34am
Sunrise: 5:18am
Time marches on.
Sunrise: 5:18am
Time marches on.
Mathias
18 years ago
Arrogant bastard,bad enough to break my ribs but do I HAVE to listen to him gloat? Mathias grunted at the reminder of his injuries. A couple of grazes and at least dislocated ribs. While his skin is tougher than normal, even it couldn't protect him against the kinetic impact.
Slowly getting to his feet,Mathias reacted in time to deflect the oncoming boot. He wondered why this guard hadn't gone for the easy kill or strike. then it came to him, he must be on a derivative of Eternity - and he wanted to enjoy his newfound power. Must have felt so weak before...he is going to make this last Mathias thought to himself again stopping a powerful blow.
Assuming,of course, I last that long...
"How's it feel to be on the other side of the equation now,huh??"
Arrogant bastard,bad enough to break my ribs but do I HAVE to listen to him gloat? Mathias grunted at the reminder of his injuries. A couple of grazes and at least dislocated ribs. While his skin is tougher than normal, even it couldn't protect him against the kinetic impact.
Slowly getting to his feet,Mathias reacted in time to deflect the oncoming boot. He wondered why this guard hadn't gone for the easy kill or strike. then it came to him, he must be on a derivative of Eternity - and he wanted to enjoy his newfound power. Must have felt so weak before...he is going to make this last Mathias thought to himself again stopping a powerful blow.
Assuming,of course, I last that long...
Mathias
18 years ago
Fuck yeah...I'm loving this thought Johnson, throwing the vampire around and generally kicking his ass.
Revelling in the feelings of superiority, Johnson wore the vampire down - making him feel defeated before he actually killed him.
Oh yeah...I'm the man he thought,aiming another kick for the kneeling figure before him
Revelling in the feelings of superiority, Johnson wore the vampire down - making him feel defeated before he actually killed him.
Oh yeah...I'm the man he thought,aiming another kick for the kneeling figure before him
Mathias
18 years ago
Time to end this Mathias had suffered enough of this fool. While they were evenly matched in speed and strength, Mathias possessed two distinct advantages over his opponent.
1000 years of exerience
And he wasn't playing a game
Another kick came at the kneeling man, and Mathias waited until it almost connected before moving,grabbing the booted foot and twisting. The human went down,head smacking against the floor. He swung a foot at Mathias,who stepped over and landed a kick of his own to the mortal's genitals and was rewarded with a howl of pain. He hauled the now whimpering guard up,searching for something , anything to end this with.
In Nomine Patris
The green arrow above the elevator door lit up and Mathias could see more guards in the car as the door began to open.
Et filii
Remembering the pen Ginnie gave him, he grabbed it and shoved it in the guards pocket.
Et Spiritus Sancti
He clicked the button he thought was the tear gas and threw the body at the onrushing guards,who fell back into the elevator with a thud.
Amen
Leaping back,he expected to see a white chemical cloud and was surprised to hear a *whoomf* and see flames billowing forth as the incendiary went off instead.
Well,that works he thought,collapsed against the wall.
"Hostiles engaged, casualties nine guards and one elevator. Orders?"
1000 years of exerience
And he wasn't playing a game
Another kick came at the kneeling man, and Mathias waited until it almost connected before moving,grabbing the booted foot and twisting. The human went down,head smacking against the floor. He swung a foot at Mathias,who stepped over and landed a kick of his own to the mortal's genitals and was rewarded with a howl of pain. He hauled the now whimpering guard up,searching for something , anything to end this with.
In Nomine Patris
The green arrow above the elevator door lit up and Mathias could see more guards in the car as the door began to open.
Et filii
Remembering the pen Ginnie gave him, he grabbed it and shoved it in the guards pocket.
Et Spiritus Sancti
He clicked the button he thought was the tear gas and threw the body at the onrushing guards,who fell back into the elevator with a thud.
Amen
Leaping back,he expected to see a white chemical cloud and was surprised to hear a *whoomf* and see flames billowing forth as the incendiary went off instead.
Well,that works he thought,collapsed against the wall.
"Hostiles engaged, casualties nine guards and one elevator. Orders?"
Jan
18 years ago
Nova was giving him a bit of a scare and he shook her a bit harder until she finally came around. She didn't want to go back? To this place? He couldn't say that he blamed her.
Nodding when she said his name, Jan was about to inquire if she was okay when the hallway exploded. He had not done that one. That was about all the time he had to think about the matter before Nova yanked him into the elevator.
He smiled weakly at her when she said she was glad to see him. Personally, he was glad to see she was awake and that neither of them were vampiric torches.
"I'm glad to see you too but really you didn't have to create such a fuss on my account. I would have been happy with a few small fireworks, honest."
Looking up at the elevator panel and then at the floor indicator proved that they were indeed going in the wrong direction.
"Come on then I don't want to be standing out in the open when this thing comes to a stop."
They probably didn't have time to get up through the hatch but they could at least move off to the side. Hauling Nova to her feet, he then pressed them both against one of the side walls.
"So this is what you do with your time..."
The elevator stopped and the doors opened. A man and a woman in white coats hurried inside looking nervously around in every direction. They spotted the two against the wall, and Jan pushed both humans back out into the room.
"the lab."
He finished looking around at the metal counters and unfamiliar equipment of exactly that.
Nodding when she said his name, Jan was about to inquire if she was okay when the hallway exploded. He had not done that one. That was about all the time he had to think about the matter before Nova yanked him into the elevator.
He smiled weakly at her when she said she was glad to see him. Personally, he was glad to see she was awake and that neither of them were vampiric torches.
"I'm glad to see you too but really you didn't have to create such a fuss on my account. I would have been happy with a few small fireworks, honest."
Looking up at the elevator panel and then at the floor indicator proved that they were indeed going in the wrong direction.
"Come on then I don't want to be standing out in the open when this thing comes to a stop."
They probably didn't have time to get up through the hatch but they could at least move off to the side. Hauling Nova to her feet, he then pressed them both against one of the side walls.
"So this is what you do with your time..."
The elevator stopped and the doors opened. A man and a woman in white coats hurried inside looking nervously around in every direction. They spotted the two against the wall, and Jan pushed both humans back out into the room.
"the lab."
He finished looking around at the metal counters and unfamiliar equipment of exactly that.
Ellis Duban
18 years ago
'Hey, I know you!' Ellis smiled, well...as much as she could. Having fed on guard Williams, she had partially regenerated, but only about 10 percent of the visible skin on her body reflected it. In fact, her smile was lopsided, bloody and just overall disturbing. Her fangs, however, had grown back.
Smacking her lips, she turned and looked at the scientist. 'Poop.' What a waste. 'Well he said he wanted out.' Turning back, she laughed at Kyle's horror stricken face. He was on the ground, backing up to the far wall. This wouldn't do, they didn't have time.
'Hey listen, we need to go.' Again, the terrified face. 'Really, Evans, I don't look that bad.' Oh yes, Ellis knew exactly who Kyle Evans was. Who and what he had been doing. She met him, not too long ago in a Bar. He was, of course, drunk but also a reporter for the Nachton Times. She saw an opportunity here. If she kept him alive, she could have a body, so to speak, at the paper. Manipulating general information was the best past time.
'Alright, come on.' She walked over to Kyle and grabbed him by the leg. 'For fuck sakes, snap out of it. It's just a couple burns,' she past the one way mirror and looked at her face. Oh. Well yeah, that was pretty bad. Fuck it, she thought.
Pulling Kyle by his foot, she walked back out into the hallway where she could clearly hear the gunfire above. 'Ahhh, the calvary is here! Come come,' she dropped Kyle next to the painfully pale guard Williams. She pointed to his face and chuckled. 'He apparently really wanted those.'
Guard Williams laid half out in the hallway, his skin had paled to an ashen gray and in his eyes or at least where his eyes had been had in each ocular cavaity... a perfectly white fang.
Smacking her lips, she turned and looked at the scientist. 'Poop.' What a waste. 'Well he said he wanted out.' Turning back, she laughed at Kyle's horror stricken face. He was on the ground, backing up to the far wall. This wouldn't do, they didn't have time.
'Hey listen, we need to go.' Again, the terrified face. 'Really, Evans, I don't look that bad.' Oh yes, Ellis knew exactly who Kyle Evans was. Who and what he had been doing. She met him, not too long ago in a Bar. He was, of course, drunk but also a reporter for the Nachton Times. She saw an opportunity here. If she kept him alive, she could have a body, so to speak, at the paper. Manipulating general information was the best past time.
'Alright, come on.' She walked over to Kyle and grabbed him by the leg. 'For fuck sakes, snap out of it. It's just a couple burns,' she past the one way mirror and looked at her face. Oh. Well yeah, that was pretty bad. Fuck it, she thought.
Pulling Kyle by his foot, she walked back out into the hallway where she could clearly hear the gunfire above. 'Ahhh, the calvary is here! Come come,' she dropped Kyle next to the painfully pale guard Williams. She pointed to his face and chuckled. 'He apparently really wanted those.'
Guard Williams laid half out in the hallway, his skin had paled to an ashen gray and in his eyes or at least where his eyes had been had in each ocular cavaity... a perfectly white fang.
Alec Devereaux
18 years ago
Listening for a moment, Alec extended his senses just a bit. He couldn't go nearly as opened up as he would have liked to with all of the gunfire from the upper floors...and what was sounding like what he HOPED were the penbombs being set off up top. None of that was coming from the present floor. The floor above the Beast. As close as he'd ever want to be to it considering its purpose. Wondering again what was going on down below, he followed his own instructions. Do the job in front of you - set the final charges, get out.
Dropping down into the floor in a remote section, Alec was convinced that he was alone. It looked like a storage area. Slipping up his goggles, he expanded his sight...
Holy shit.
Checking the contents, it confirmed what he'd suspected. Ammunition...for a damn army. Fuck...were those RPGs? Rocket looking deals, anyway. More than enough grenades to supply Tacharan's little run on this place, that's for damn sure. Checking the perimeters of the storeroom, he found what he was looking for - an inventory. Scanning the list, he didn't see anything too unusual, just...an awful lot of all sorts of explosives and other devices not typical to your standard research facility.
Grabbing a couple of grenades, just in case, he set a spare charge in the room. Couldn't hurt. Listening at the door, he heard someone passing back and forth on the other side. Fucking sentries. Crawling back up into the ventilation, he headed one room over...it looked like some sort of office. Likely whomever was in charge of distributing all of those goodies. Dropping down, Alec sealed the grate behind him and slipped behind the desk. A quick search didn't turn anything too unusual up, but there was a concealed safe under the rug under the roll mat for the chair. Damn external hinges had almost worn through the rug. Sloppy installation. Checking it quickly for traps, he listened at the safe, popping it by sound alone.
Lenses? Who keeps six lenses in a floor safe? Shrugging, he bagged them. Part of a puzzle for someone else. The clock was rolling. Setting himself up next to the door, he oiled the hinges and waited for the footsteps. As the guard started walking away from him, Alec pulled his long, narrow fighting knife, opened the door and strode silently up behind the man. Smiling, Alec stabbed him in a downward motion through the seam in his armor directly between the collarbone and the shoulder. From the clicking gasp and the twitching of the blade, he knew he'd hit heart through the subclavian artery. Twisting and removing the blade, the man sighed as blood spattered on the ceiling and on Alec's chest as he guided him slowly to the floor.
Closing the man's eyes, he moved down the hall, hearing a conversation through a closed door. Dammit. Altering direction, he went to the end of this secondary hall and listened. There was someone there, but they were also facing away from the door. Still, better than two folks actively aware, and close to one of the charge points. Oiling the hinges, he very slowly disengaged the lock on the door. Not hearing an intake of air from the other side, he quickly opened the door and shot two rounds into the guard's face. Reloading, Alec left the clip on the man's chest. Glancing around, he headed down to the next room and set his charge. One more should do this floor. On the other side of the guard substation. Looking up, he hopped into one of the vents and made his way there.
Shit. Four in the room. He'd have to do this really quickly. Steeling himself, he silently backed to the nearest junction, pulled the pin on one of his stolen grenades, rolling it toward the grating and skittered down the opposite junction quickly. It should come to rest right on the grate above their heads. Hearing the sound of weaponfire, he kicked open the grate open on his target room, dove to the floor and rolled as the grenade exploded. Standing, he saw a very surprised man in a suit staring at him, getting ready to shout. Smacking him with the metal grate from the vent, the man staggered for a moment, shout forgotten. Alec kicked him in the groin and drew his knife.
The man started crying. Looking at his reflection, Alec realized he looked pretty damn fearsome. Coated in blood from mid chest up, soot mixed in, looking the part of the merc. Shaking his head, he placed the tip of the blade to the man's chest.
Will it hurt?
Nodding once, Alec stabbed the man through the heart. Watching the man's consciousness depart, Alec withdrew his blade. Checking the man's wallet, he pulled his ID and keys. Edgar Cayce.
Setting his charge, Alec hopped onto the desk and into the vent. He could hear the cavalry coming to the guard station. No one would notice Edgar, though. Crawling to the junction, he rolled another present for those folks stacking furniture in the guardroom to look in the vents.
Crawling quickly away, Alec heard the shouts of surprise and the scramble right before the blast. Popping into the elevator shaft, he saw one clearly disabled on the bottom floor and one looking functional. Popping the grate, he dropped in, set it for two and hopped back out, just in case of other stops. Replacing the grate, he rode his box back out from hell and back to the surface of the earth.
Final charge set - heading up from Hell and back into the walking world. Does anyone need assistance on extraction? If not, I'll be heading to the reload point. See y'all topside. Fourteen minutes max to detonation, folks.
Dropping down into the floor in a remote section, Alec was convinced that he was alone. It looked like a storage area. Slipping up his goggles, he expanded his sight...
Holy shit.
Checking the contents, it confirmed what he'd suspected. Ammunition...for a damn army. Fuck...were those RPGs? Rocket looking deals, anyway. More than enough grenades to supply Tacharan's little run on this place, that's for damn sure. Checking the perimeters of the storeroom, he found what he was looking for - an inventory. Scanning the list, he didn't see anything too unusual, just...an awful lot of all sorts of explosives and other devices not typical to your standard research facility.
Grabbing a couple of grenades, just in case, he set a spare charge in the room. Couldn't hurt. Listening at the door, he heard someone passing back and forth on the other side. Fucking sentries. Crawling back up into the ventilation, he headed one room over...it looked like some sort of office. Likely whomever was in charge of distributing all of those goodies. Dropping down, Alec sealed the grate behind him and slipped behind the desk. A quick search didn't turn anything too unusual up, but there was a concealed safe under the rug under the roll mat for the chair. Damn external hinges had almost worn through the rug. Sloppy installation. Checking it quickly for traps, he listened at the safe, popping it by sound alone.
Lenses? Who keeps six lenses in a floor safe? Shrugging, he bagged them. Part of a puzzle for someone else. The clock was rolling. Setting himself up next to the door, he oiled the hinges and waited for the footsteps. As the guard started walking away from him, Alec pulled his long, narrow fighting knife, opened the door and strode silently up behind the man. Smiling, Alec stabbed him in a downward motion through the seam in his armor directly between the collarbone and the shoulder. From the clicking gasp and the twitching of the blade, he knew he'd hit heart through the subclavian artery. Twisting and removing the blade, the man sighed as blood spattered on the ceiling and on Alec's chest as he guided him slowly to the floor.
Closing the man's eyes, he moved down the hall, hearing a conversation through a closed door. Dammit. Altering direction, he went to the end of this secondary hall and listened. There was someone there, but they were also facing away from the door. Still, better than two folks actively aware, and close to one of the charge points. Oiling the hinges, he very slowly disengaged the lock on the door. Not hearing an intake of air from the other side, he quickly opened the door and shot two rounds into the guard's face. Reloading, Alec left the clip on the man's chest. Glancing around, he headed down to the next room and set his charge. One more should do this floor. On the other side of the guard substation. Looking up, he hopped into one of the vents and made his way there.
Shit. Four in the room. He'd have to do this really quickly. Steeling himself, he silently backed to the nearest junction, pulled the pin on one of his stolen grenades, rolling it toward the grating and skittered down the opposite junction quickly. It should come to rest right on the grate above their heads. Hearing the sound of weaponfire, he kicked open the grate open on his target room, dove to the floor and rolled as the grenade exploded. Standing, he saw a very surprised man in a suit staring at him, getting ready to shout. Smacking him with the metal grate from the vent, the man staggered for a moment, shout forgotten. Alec kicked him in the groin and drew his knife.
The man started crying. Looking at his reflection, Alec realized he looked pretty damn fearsome. Coated in blood from mid chest up, soot mixed in, looking the part of the merc. Shaking his head, he placed the tip of the blade to the man's chest.
Will it hurt?
Nodding once, Alec stabbed the man through the heart. Watching the man's consciousness depart, Alec withdrew his blade. Checking the man's wallet, he pulled his ID and keys. Edgar Cayce.
Setting his charge, Alec hopped onto the desk and into the vent. He could hear the cavalry coming to the guard station. No one would notice Edgar, though. Crawling to the junction, he rolled another present for those folks stacking furniture in the guardroom to look in the vents.
Crawling quickly away, Alec heard the shouts of surprise and the scramble right before the blast. Popping into the elevator shaft, he saw one clearly disabled on the bottom floor and one looking functional. Popping the grate, he dropped in, set it for two and hopped back out, just in case of other stops. Replacing the grate, he rode his box back out from hell and back to the surface of the earth.
Final charge set - heading up from Hell and back into the walking world. Does anyone need assistance on extraction? If not, I'll be heading to the reload point. See y'all topside. Fourteen minutes max to detonation, folks.
Ellis Duban
18 years ago
Ellis pulled the kevlar flak jacket off of Williams. She tossed it towards Kyle and then patted the dead guard down again. Reaching into his pocket, she squealed happily when she recovered a fresh pack of cigarettes. 'Now that's a nice piece of fried gold, right there.' She took out the matches tucked into the celephane and opened up the pack. She purred, they were unfiltered. She gently balanced the cigarette in her mouth and lit it. The glow of the lighter reflected off her glassy green eyes. She inhaled deeply and closed her eyes.
The smoke trailed out of her burnt lips and again, with a crispy smile, Ellis sighed happily. 'Fuck ME, I needed that.' Dragging off the cigarette again, Ellis nudged Kyle with her foot. 'Giddy yup, I need to find someone.'
She patted herself down and found a usable pocket and tucked in the pack. Again reaching down, she took William's gun out of his holster and tossed it to Kyle. Then she reached behind her back and fingered the melted steel in her back. The cigarette dangled precariously on her damaged lips. 'Fucking things are in there pretty good. That's going to hurt later. Ah well,' she decided to leave the guns embedded into her skin.
Ellis took the cigarette out of her mouth and tapped the ashes onto the floor, giving Kyle an impatient look.
The smoke trailed out of her burnt lips and again, with a crispy smile, Ellis sighed happily. 'Fuck ME, I needed that.' Dragging off the cigarette again, Ellis nudged Kyle with her foot. 'Giddy yup, I need to find someone.'
She patted herself down and found a usable pocket and tucked in the pack. Again reaching down, she took William's gun out of his holster and tossed it to Kyle. Then she reached behind her back and fingered the melted steel in her back. The cigarette dangled precariously on her damaged lips. 'Fucking things are in there pretty good. That's going to hurt later. Ah well,' she decided to leave the guns embedded into her skin.
Ellis took the cigarette out of her mouth and tapped the ashes onto the floor, giving Kyle an impatient look.
Kyle Evans
18 years ago
He wasn't sure what was worse, the scientist with the smashed in brains, the fact that the guard looked like he had been bled dry or that fangs were shoved into his eye sockets.
When Ellis lit up and smiled, he decided that was the worst part. She had only partially healed from feeding on the one guard. Apparently those were her fangs embedded into the guards eyes, but they had regenerated back for her already. Parts of her face were burnt beyond recognition, other parts looked brand new. Oddly enough, her hair had regenerated before her fingernails, which were again, burnt and crispy. Ellis threw the kevlar at him as he began to stand and it almost knocked him down again.
With an oof, he took a step back and looked at the jacket instead of watching Ellis smoke her cigarette. He wasn't sure what she meant when she reached behind to touch her back, but when she turned to the side, he got a peek. Something that resembled a gun had partially melted into her back. There was a glob of steel where her kidneys were suppose to be. The nausea crept up into his mouth again but he put on the jacket as commanded and just barely caught the guard's gun.
Kyle hesitantly looked into her face and he saw her green eyes. He blinked. Black hair. Blink. Blink. He remembered her, although through a drunken blur and she knew who he was. He wondered just how involved she was in Hillman's machine. He concluded that this was the original owner Hillman spoke of. It made sense to him now that she had to go see about someone.
He strapped the jacket on and checked the gun's clip. It was a standard 9mm, not impressive but it was still a gun. Kyle wasn't sure why he would need it, at least he hoped he wouldn't find out.
He nodded towards Ellis to lead.
When Ellis lit up and smiled, he decided that was the worst part. She had only partially healed from feeding on the one guard. Apparently those were her fangs embedded into the guards eyes, but they had regenerated back for her already. Parts of her face were burnt beyond recognition, other parts looked brand new. Oddly enough, her hair had regenerated before her fingernails, which were again, burnt and crispy. Ellis threw the kevlar at him as he began to stand and it almost knocked him down again.
With an oof, he took a step back and looked at the jacket instead of watching Ellis smoke her cigarette. He wasn't sure what she meant when she reached behind to touch her back, but when she turned to the side, he got a peek. Something that resembled a gun had partially melted into her back. There was a glob of steel where her kidneys were suppose to be. The nausea crept up into his mouth again but he put on the jacket as commanded and just barely caught the guard's gun.
Kyle hesitantly looked into her face and he saw her green eyes. He blinked. Black hair. Blink. Blink. He remembered her, although through a drunken blur and she knew who he was. He wondered just how involved she was in Hillman's machine. He concluded that this was the original owner Hillman spoke of. It made sense to him now that she had to go see about someone.
He strapped the jacket on and checked the gun's clip. It was a standard 9mm, not impressive but it was still a gun. Kyle wasn't sure why he would need it, at least he hoped he wouldn't find out.
He nodded towards Ellis to lead.
Simon Huntington
18 years ago
Simon pulled himself up onto the door frame, inching his fingers along. He managed to level with the door and was able to pull the elevator doors apart. He wished out loud that no one would be there.
He was correct. Slipping through the doors, he pulled out his guns again and walked quietly down. 'Her location, Carol.'
He was correct. Slipping through the doors, he pulled out his guns again and walked quietly down. 'Her location, Carol.'
Carol
18 years ago
Who shoots out an elevator cable and hangs on to the wall with their fingertips? Her man did, she thought proudly. One of the Mercs snapped his fingers, pointing at Ellis feeding on the guard.
'...yikes,' she murmured. Looking at the floor plan, Ellis looked to be on the other side of the floor. In the middle was the floor elevator where the beast was being kept. It would ascend directly to the top. Just then Alec radio'd in, he was ready.
'Her location, Carol.'
Carol snorted, 'You won't miss her. You're on a direct path to her and the beast. You won't miss that either, it's a heavily secured door that surprisingly is unlocked.' Merc #2 typed in the command and the Beast's entry way was opened on her screen.
Carol checked her watch. 'Sunrise is in 13 minutes Simon.' Shaking her head, 'I do not suggest getting caught in it.'
'...yikes,' she murmured. Looking at the floor plan, Ellis looked to be on the other side of the floor. In the middle was the floor elevator where the beast was being kept. It would ascend directly to the top. Just then Alec radio'd in, he was ready.
'Her location, Carol.'
Carol snorted, 'You won't miss her. You're on a direct path to her and the beast. You won't miss that either, it's a heavily secured door that surprisingly is unlocked.' Merc #2 typed in the command and the Beast's entry way was opened on her screen.
Carol checked her watch. 'Sunrise is in 13 minutes Simon.' Shaking her head, 'I do not suggest getting caught in it.'
Valentine
18 years ago
The damned place was crawling with guards and it had taken more effort than she had anticipated to set the charges as directed. She’d finally finished. Damned, the place was going down wasn’t it? This would not be a small explosion and it seemed to Val that any one unlucky enough to be left inside would never see the light of day.
Day? It was early and that knowledge made her stomach twist. With her final charge now set Val dropped back not wanting to deal with the explosion any more than she wanted to deal with sunrise. Finding a rise that she’d scoped out earlier Val made use of the elevation quickly set up her rifle and began providing whatever cover or help she could. That and making sure anyone who tried to escape wouldn’t make it.
Day? It was early and that knowledge made her stomach twist. With her final charge now set Val dropped back not wanting to deal with the explosion any more than she wanted to deal with sunrise. Finding a rise that she’d scoped out earlier Val made use of the elevation quickly set up her rifle and began providing whatever cover or help she could. That and making sure anyone who tried to escape wouldn’t make it.
Nova
18 years ago
Nova was still feeling a little dazed and gave Jan an uncomprehending look when he pulled her to her feet and off to the side. Everything he said seemed to take precious seconds to register and the voices in her ear from her various clansmen were somewhat lost on her. She reached around to feel the back of her head, wincing when she touched a tender spot, but that was about all the time she had to lick her wounds before the elevator doors slid open.
Jan’s reaction times were apparently a good deal better than hers at the moment and she simply followed behind him as he shoved the two scientists out into the lab.
The lab.
Blinking once, she gave the scientists a hard look before pulling off her wool sweater and turtleneck in one go, leaving the tee shirt behind. As she tied the neck of the two shirts to make something reasonable for carrying things, she spoke, barely hearing herself but dimly aware that she was back to going a hundred miles an hour.
“Get the samples and slides, right now.” She jerked her head in the direction of the glass cabinets, pulling a face at the nauseating sensation that gesture caused. Swallowing hard, she continued. “Unless of course you’d rather get shot, I’m getting a lot better at using this thing.”
She herself moved over to the other side of the lab, where two computer stations rested on countertops.
“Fucking Mac users.”
Deciding to forgo making a nice neat backup of all the crap stored on the computers, she yanked open the cases and pulled out both hard drives, dumping them into the turtleneck ‘bag’.
Then Alec’s voice finally registered.
They had fourteen minutes….and that was before she started on the computers.
Plenty of time.
She opened the cabinets above the computers and started gathering up the various lab books inside.
Jan’s reaction times were apparently a good deal better than hers at the moment and she simply followed behind him as he shoved the two scientists out into the lab.
The lab.
Blinking once, she gave the scientists a hard look before pulling off her wool sweater and turtleneck in one go, leaving the tee shirt behind. As she tied the neck of the two shirts to make something reasonable for carrying things, she spoke, barely hearing herself but dimly aware that she was back to going a hundred miles an hour.
“Get the samples and slides, right now.” She jerked her head in the direction of the glass cabinets, pulling a face at the nauseating sensation that gesture caused. Swallowing hard, she continued. “Unless of course you’d rather get shot, I’m getting a lot better at using this thing.”
She herself moved over to the other side of the lab, where two computer stations rested on countertops.
“Fucking Mac users.”
Deciding to forgo making a nice neat backup of all the crap stored on the computers, she yanked open the cases and pulled out both hard drives, dumping them into the turtleneck ‘bag’.
Then Alec’s voice finally registered.
They had fourteen minutes….and that was before she started on the computers.
Plenty of time.
She opened the cabinets above the computers and started gathering up the various lab books inside.
Ellis Duban
18 years ago
The result of the unexpected and rather lethal dose of voltage to Ellis was as much a surprise to her as it was Hillman. Ellis considered what was happening to her as she took a final look at Guard Williams. Kneeling down she looked him in the face, gray and lifeless though it was. She hovered over him, lips grazing his sullen cheek.
'Can you see?' She sang softly and flicked her cigarette at the dead man.
Standing swiftly she turned and headed down the hallway, Kyle in tow. It was the pain of the guard ripping her fangs out that snapped her out of the unconscious trance it had forced her into. The pain was...in a word...magnificent. Tasting her blood as he walked away, her eyes flew open and a single, deep breath filled her crispy lungs.
She was amazed at the control it took to rip herself from the metal chair and how quietly she was able to do it and be behind him in a blink of an eye. Even without her fangs, the empty sockets tingled. It made that dark, evil part in her that not only loved to kill but lived for it tremble inside. Finding Evans was a stroke of pure luck. Her blood lust was just starting to beat like drums in her ears when she saw him. Curious though, why he was there. The reporter from Nachton, indeed. Plus he was cute, so why not, right?
As they walked down the corridor, the digging of the melted guns on her kidneys annoyed her. Reaching back, she dug her nails around the metal and deep into her skin. Wincing, but still walking, Ellis pulled.
'Can you see?' She sang softly and flicked her cigarette at the dead man.
Standing swiftly she turned and headed down the hallway, Kyle in tow. It was the pain of the guard ripping her fangs out that snapped her out of the unconscious trance it had forced her into. The pain was...in a word...magnificent. Tasting her blood as he walked away, her eyes flew open and a single, deep breath filled her crispy lungs.
She was amazed at the control it took to rip herself from the metal chair and how quietly she was able to do it and be behind him in a blink of an eye. Even without her fangs, the empty sockets tingled. It made that dark, evil part in her that not only loved to kill but lived for it tremble inside. Finding Evans was a stroke of pure luck. Her blood lust was just starting to beat like drums in her ears when she saw him. Curious though, why he was there. The reporter from Nachton, indeed. Plus he was cute, so why not, right?
As they walked down the corridor, the digging of the melted guns on her kidneys annoyed her. Reaching back, she dug her nails around the metal and deep into her skin. Wincing, but still walking, Ellis pulled.
Simon Huntington
18 years ago
Simon was walking the exact opposite path of Ellis and Kyle. Holding both of his guns, he turned a corner and immediately regreted it.
Bullets sprayed the space he had just strode into a half second before. He murmured a colorful expletive and waited for a lull in the gunfire before he knelt down and laid out flat on the ground, shooting both barrels and like lightning he was on the four men in the hallway, tearing the throat out of one and feasting on the other. As he finished, he slowly passed the men. Blood covered his mouth and his blood lust tinglied like tiny bells in his ears.
'Sunrise is in 13 minutes Simon. I do not suggest getting caught in it.'
No, that wasn't the plan. The rest of the walkway was clear, save for a small pocket of guards who couldn't reach the elevators. They were dispatched quickly as well. Soon Simon reached what he assumed was the entrance hallway to where Hillman was holding the beast. As he approached it, he passed another short hallway breaking off with a door. He didn't see Ellis or signs that she had made it this far yet, so he had himself a peek at door number one.
Bullets sprayed the space he had just strode into a half second before. He murmured a colorful expletive and waited for a lull in the gunfire before he knelt down and laid out flat on the ground, shooting both barrels and like lightning he was on the four men in the hallway, tearing the throat out of one and feasting on the other. As he finished, he slowly passed the men. Blood covered his mouth and his blood lust tinglied like tiny bells in his ears.
'Sunrise is in 13 minutes Simon. I do not suggest getting caught in it.'
No, that wasn't the plan. The rest of the walkway was clear, save for a small pocket of guards who couldn't reach the elevators. They were dispatched quickly as well. Soon Simon reached what he assumed was the entrance hallway to where Hillman was holding the beast. As he approached it, he passed another short hallway breaking off with a door. He didn't see Ellis or signs that she had made it this far yet, so he had himself a peek at door number one.
Kyle Evans
18 years ago
Kyle was looking down at the gun in his hand when he felt something wet spray him in the face. Looking up as he walked behind Ellis, he watched her dig her nails so deeply into her back that it caused a fine spray of blood to jut out and cover him, yet again. He slowed his pace and turned his head.
He wasn't going to eat for a week.
Just then he heard the soft popping noise of distant gunfire. 'Are you in...any...shape to...uh...,' he closed his eyes. He really wanted a drink. 'Are you going to be ok?'
If she wasn't capable of getting them out, he figured he might be able to. Then he considered it. No, they were fucking screwed and he had no idea what to do. He hoped she had a plan.
He wasn't going to eat for a week.
Just then he heard the soft popping noise of distant gunfire. 'Are you in...any...shape to...uh...,' he closed his eyes. He really wanted a drink. 'Are you going to be ok?'
If she wasn't capable of getting them out, he figured he might be able to. Then he considered it. No, they were fucking screwed and he had no idea what to do. He hoped she had a plan.
Ellis Duban
18 years ago
The metal bits in her back hit the ground with a loud clank. The pain throbbed up her back as the open wounds tried to heal themselves. She hadn't fed nearly enough to heal these wounds anytime soon and her urge to feed was starting to drown out her patience for the human Evans. So much so that she turned to look at him, eyeing up his throat.
Suddenly a bullet decided to lodge itself into her back and it nudged her forward slightly. Kyle seemed pretty repelled by the blood spatter on him. Wow he was covered in a lot of blood. Turning back down the hallway, she heard the small troop of guards gathering forces and barking orders.
What followed next will be remembered fondly as a blur of blood.
Suddenly a bullet decided to lodge itself into her back and it nudged her forward slightly. Kyle seemed pretty repelled by the blood spatter on him. Wow he was covered in a lot of blood. Turning back down the hallway, she heard the small troop of guards gathering forces and barking orders.
What followed next will be remembered fondly as a blur of blood.
Terrance Hillman
18 years ago
Terrance was nervous, to say the least.
The beast had been rolled into the back area of its holding floor. He watched the monitors on the wall near it as Ellis...fed. He wasn't sure what he was feeling. It wasn't quite like fear or despair...it could possibly be described as a sad realization. He slid his hands into his pants pocket and sighed.
Six months prior, after he had inquired about the Duibne company, he was contacted by someone who had information on Duibne and its dealings. Terrance subsequently met who he referred to as Judas. Turns out Judas was a vampire. He was a representative of the person who was willing to sell out Duibne and its secrets.
That person was Ellis Duban.
Judas set up their meeting. They talked of history, wine, war and the necessary things. The evil things. Their discussions began to take a darker tone and the beast was mentioned.
The beast.
Terrance shivered and focused on picture in front of him. Ellis was...making a mess. She was clearing the entire floor on her hyper bloodlust caused by his brilliantly stupid idea to electrocute her. The desire to betray her was so overwhelming it was too good to pass up. He had everything, her Domicile plans, her Beast contacts, her Eternity traffic and distributors. He had it all but the beast and he didn't even need it, but he had to have it. Terrance turned and looked back at the steel demon behind him. Not a complicated device by any means, but it was what it represented. They were going above and beyond.
It was just so fucking evil.
Shaking his head, he looked back at the monitor. He paled suddenly. It was empty, only it wasn't. She littered the bodies in the hallway outside the entrance into the Beast's lair. Ironically, there was very little blood.
'Waste not...', Terrance Hillman mumbled to himself.
The beast had been rolled into the back area of its holding floor. He watched the monitors on the wall near it as Ellis...fed. He wasn't sure what he was feeling. It wasn't quite like fear or despair...it could possibly be described as a sad realization. He slid his hands into his pants pocket and sighed.
Six months prior, after he had inquired about the Duibne company, he was contacted by someone who had information on Duibne and its dealings. Terrance subsequently met who he referred to as Judas. Turns out Judas was a vampire. He was a representative of the person who was willing to sell out Duibne and its secrets.
That person was Ellis Duban.
Judas set up their meeting. They talked of history, wine, war and the necessary things. The evil things. Their discussions began to take a darker tone and the beast was mentioned.
The beast.
Terrance shivered and focused on picture in front of him. Ellis was...making a mess. She was clearing the entire floor on her hyper bloodlust caused by his brilliantly stupid idea to electrocute her. The desire to betray her was so overwhelming it was too good to pass up. He had everything, her Domicile plans, her Beast contacts, her Eternity traffic and distributors. He had it all but the beast and he didn't even need it, but he had to have it. Terrance turned and looked back at the steel demon behind him. Not a complicated device by any means, but it was what it represented. They were going above and beyond.
It was just so fucking evil.
Shaking his head, he looked back at the monitor. He paled suddenly. It was empty, only it wasn't. She littered the bodies in the hallway outside the entrance into the Beast's lair. Ironically, there was very little blood.
'Waste not...', Terrance Hillman mumbled to himself.