The Wastes

[Angel]

*The negotiations finally draw to a close, a large briefcase is placed on the table and the client puts the disc next to it. they exchange with the help of a neutral bar tender and both parties stand, ready to leave. Zed's head whips round and everything seems to slow, barrel full of shotgun pellets whistles through the air, straight for the client and the mod boss grins disgustingly.

Zed snarls and hauls the client to the ground and all hell breaks loose. The bullet smashes into the table, sending splinters up. The patrons begin to scream and panic, pulling weapons. Zed yells over the noise*

SEPH! take that guy out! he's too good! *Zed pulls the dazed client behind and upturned table as the guards begin to fire* QUICKLY!

[Sephirothsicase]

Seph looks to the man who just fired, up on the balcony along the left wall. Seph moved from the wall and ran forwards, he leapt onto a table and then leapt straight upwards once more. He managed to grab a hold on the balcony.

He grunted and grabbed hold of the mans right leg with his left hand and pulled sharply. The man flew off his feet and landed hard on the balcony. Seph pulled him so that both legs were either side of a pole. Seph grinned evilly before grabbing hold of both and letting himself drop.

The man slid down and the pole stood steady as the man's groin was slammed hard into the pole. Seph heard the loud squeal. He quickly moved from his legs onto the balcony once more and pulled himself over the railings.

"You won't be needing this methinks..." Seph smiled and pulled the shotgun off him as the man writhed in pain. Seph shot him with it as he walked by the man and carried across the balcony.

[Angel]

*Zed winces in sympathy for the man, for a slime moment before pulling off his belt and undoing the catch. The metal links separate and the belt turns into his weapon. The client watches open mouthed and Zed sends the length of metal up into the lights above and shorts them out with a heavy shock.

In sprays of sparks every light bulb in the building explodes, along with the bar fridge and an arcade machine, and the battle is plunged into darkness. Glass rains down and Zed covers his face. He recovers his night vision faster than the human guards and steps out into the middle of the floor while they are still blind. he surveys the confused men then grins, swinging his lash.

It strikes out like a viper and takes down one, ripping the skin of his face and tearing a hole in his neck. the next falls smoking and burnt, fried by over three thousand volts. He grins as another takes aim and jumps high, over the tables and bodies, to land behind him. He touches him gently, griping his wrists and pulling down his collar. He sinks his fangs in and drains the man before he can even react, then drops the corpse to the floor.

the client sees noting of this, cowering behind his table and doesn't notice Zed leave, let alone return. There are only three enemies left, including the mob boss who hasn't even pulled his gun. Zed shakes the man then gives up on reviving him to any sense*

<Seph? nice move but we need out, could you clear the way? This guy is pathetic...>

[Sephirothsicase]

<Of courssse.....>

Seph hissed and scanned the dark room. He moved silently across the balcony. One person at the far end was standing just below the balcony. Seph grinned and looked down at him, he thought for a second before vaulting over the railing.

Seph landed ontop of the man, the weight instantly buckled the mans legs and he fell hard upon the floor. Seph twisted his head, snapping his neck before moving behind an upturned table as the second man began firing at him. Seph grabbed the chair that had been kicked over in the rush to get out and threw it over the table. The man aimed his gun and shot at it, not being able to see what it is. Seph creeped around the other side as he was distracted and shot at him with the Shotgun. It peppered the man from his face to his chest, he fell and died shortly after. Only the boss was left.

"We leaving him or killing him?"

[Angel]

<Leaving! He's not worth it. We can pass it off as a successful job if he stays alive. The bosses taste like sh*t anyway!>

*He dives out from cover, running as a crouch and dragging the client, who seems to have picked up his money SOMEHOW and clutches the case to his chest. He pulls up behind the bar and shoves him beside the quivering bartender. Peering over the bar, he takes aim and throws a heavy glass tumbler at the opposite wall. It explodes into fragments and the remaining flunky turns towards it. Zed creeps up behind him and fries his spinal cord, leaving him twitching and screaming on the floor.

Leaning over the bar, he pulls the client out and heads for the door.*

<We're done, time to get out!>

[Sephirothsicase]

<Already on it.>

Seph shoulder-thrusted a door open since some idiot had locked it after the shooting started and held the door open for them both, allowing a clear exit.

[Angel]

*Zed grins as they pass him*

We don't make a bad team. We're headed back to this guys compo- *He stops suddenly, his eyes glazing over* Angel's awake. What timing. *he closes his eyes and shakes his head to clear it, starting moving again.*

Anyway, We'll take him back then get our pay, simple.

*He sticks his head out of the door, looking up and down the street but its empty, odd. Then he hears a scream of "Devils! bloody Devils!" and understands. someone else mush have gotten out and spread the word the the mob boss's men had been wiped out. Not to their disadvantage to say the least.*

[Sephirothsicase]

"Team..? Hmph, long time since anybody's been a "team."

He growls slightly as the shouts go up and yells back abuse at them. He pulls the remaining shells out of the shotgun and throws the weapon at the ground, making sure nobody can use it against them.

[Angel]

*He grins, even he hasn't heard some of those words before, and pulls the client upright. He pats him down, checking for injuries and pats him on the cheek*

see? you've got your money, you're out and safe, now we want our share. *the scientist looks dazed but the attention slowly brings him to his senses and he fumbles with the catches on the briefcase. He hands the money over and Zed pockets it after a quick glance to make sure its all there.*

good man, honest. I like that. *he gives the decent looking man a smouldering gaze, he squeaks and backs off, then disappears down an alley. Zed laughs inanely and turns back towards Seph and what's left of the gang.*

[Sephirothsicase]

With a "Shrrrink" the Harpies Claw seperates from his finger and becomes a crooked dagger-like object.

"We finished? Can we go back and kill more people now?"

[Angel]

you want my permission? Well this is a first...

*His smile turns evil and his hands spark again, lively now that the battle is in its heat. He glances around and picks up a heavy duty length of pipe, a tyre iron that one of the gangsters has dropped. He hefts it and makes it light up with crackling blue sparks. One of the remaining men takes aim with a pistol as Zed advances, strangely confidant in the face of a firearm.

His grin widens and he lets his fangs show* Come now.. no need for that! we're all good, reasonable monsters now, aren't we?

*he leaps forwards and the man pulls the trigger impulsively, the bullets whine harmlessly into the dirt. Zeds makeshift weapon crashes into the man's torso and he convulses violently. His hair stands on end (despite the grease) and sparks. The smell of burnt flesh rises along with smoke and steam. The remaining gangsters recoils in horror and some turn to run*

Leaving so soon? and he was me, just starting to enjoy myself!

[Sephirothsicase]

He shrugs, he was being sarcastic but he'd let the kid have that little victory. Seph knew they had come out the way they had came in, so he dissapeared behind a building for a few moments to get the Sniper Rifle he dropped a while ago.

He pulls on the bolt and the empty case of a shell flies out passed his head. He walks a little further down the road, past where Zed was standing and kneels down, facing the door. He brings the rifle up and presses his eye to the scope.

"Let them move forward Zed."

[Angel]

Oh come on.. if I ease off they'll just get away. How long has it been since you fought humans? You're ruuuusty!

*he grins and runs at the side of the building opposite the club, by using the window sills as ledges he runs along the side of the building, much to the amazement of the herd of mobsters. He lands on the far side of them to Seph, penning them into the street section.*

Your move...

[Sephirothsicase]

Seph lets his grip on the gun lax before firing the large rifle. An explosion sound echoed out as a bullet exploded forwards after it was shot. It fired into the chest of a member of the gang who had just turned around. It peirced his lung and he fell down. Seph pulled the bolt back with a grinding sound and fired once more.

This round shot one member in the back as he turned to flee, Seph couldn't tell what it hit because of a smudge on the scope, but he was dropped quickly so it must have been fatal. He pulled the bolt back once more with the speed on an expert and shot once more, landing another bullet directly in the brain of another runner. He pulled the bolt back once more.

[Angel]

*Zed grins and takes down two runners at once as the step on a trailing power cable, they fall quickly but don't stop moving for longer. He hurls the tyre iron at one hiding in the middle of the pack and it hits the back of his head with a very satisfying crack.

One of Seph's bullets whizzes past his head, trailing the brains of a less fortunate target. He jerks pack and tsks, a habit he's picked up from Angel. He plunges back into the fight quickly though.*