Fantasy Innocent Criminals

[ColorfulCastiel]

She gasped softly. “Oh... you don’t want to have to kill us. So you’ll pretend we’re dead. That’s awfully nice, and clever.” She sunk into his arms, growing tired. She allowed him to put her in the car, though she couldn’t fight him, she wasn’t able to. “Hey wait what?! Why can’t i join you? What is this!” She yelled at him, shoving at him. “I’m not handicapped!” She glared, already beginning to sit up. “You’re rude.” She started to scoot her way up and out of the car.

Scarlett-Wulf

 

[Scarlett-Wulf]

"Are you even of drinking age?" Victor asked Sahara before he reverted back to normal. Placing his boot on Saharas chest while alexis closed the heavy steel door. "If you get out here I'll be forced to crush your head....and believe me I'd enjoy it"

 

[ColorfulCastiel]

She groaned and laid back. “I am! I am 22 years old, I can drink!” She was angry, she didn’t want to drink anyway. “Fine. Fine! I’ll stay here.” She gave up. She hated this guy. Hated him. And that says a lot, she didn’t hate anyone. She watched him with fiery hatred in her eyes.

Scarlett-Wulf

 

[A.I.S.H.A.]

Pandora was relishing the moment until Mors came out of nowhere and sent him flying down the street. He bounced off a car and crashed into a building.
“What the...” he grumbled as he stood back up. Pandora searched for Sahara but she was no where to be seen. Great... he still has to deal with Mors... wait a second. Pandora hopped off the rubble and began searching for Viktor. What the hell was going on? Frustrated, Pandora forgot about it. His mission and priority is Mors, so that was who he was going to kill. The demon turned to him and grit his teeth. He was proving quite the nuisance. Pandora charged the abnormal with the hopes that he would simply block his strike. Pandora was planning on summoning chains upon getting his strike blocked to ensnare Mors and trap him in place. After that, Pandora Can finish him off, but it wouldn’t be without enjoying it first... Mot

 

[Mot]

Mors turned for Sahara after the blow and saw she had disappeared. Not feeling viktor place the note in his pocket he was aggravated. "I said im done fighting.. " His teeth grit in anger as blood built up in his hands. Slamming his palms in his ground a blockade of spikes spiked towards Pandora as he charged.This should hold of Pandora for just a bit as Mors planned his next attack. The idea came to his head through instinct and he knew what to do. Mors formed his arm into a whip and pulled himself far enough to get a running start. He was heading towards the area of the disaster where the blood shed happened.
A.I.S.H.A. ColorfulCastiel Scarlett-Wulf

 

[A.I.S.H.A.]

Pandora caccooned himself from the attack but was knocked back. He released his chains and landed on his feet. His face grew wrought with rage when he saw Mors running from him, completely ignoring his attacks.
"Fine... you want to save them...? I'll show you some real blood," he murmured with a sinister grin. Pandora searched eagerly for Sahara. The little brat had escaped his grasp earlier and he decided he was going to finish her off. Pandora lifted himself off thee ground to gain a vantage point and spotted her with Viktor.
"Heh... she's in the car. No way to dodge this is there?" Pandora said, with a cackle. Suddenly, a wave of chains arose from ground and rushed directly to the car.
"I'll cut you to pieces!" Pandora cried out maniacally, his veins pulsating. Too many chemicals... "You can't save them all Mors, HAHA!"
Scarlett-Wulf Mot ColorfulCastiel

 

[R.I.P]

As Desmond rushed across the various buildings, he peered down at her for a second, noticing that her mood had changed slightly. Maybe it was the fact that she had just been forced out of her house by him? He felt like it was his fault, causing him to feel bad about the whole thing. "Don't worry. I have some spare money for a hotel. If you want it." Desmond explained whilst jumping through the air quickly, wind blowing his hair slightly as they travelled. He thought that it'd be far enough away for them to have gotten away, so he jumped down onto the floor, the street lamps lighting up the deserted road. "Let's walk from here, we don't wanna get caught." His voice echoed slightly as the glaring street stared silently at them. Desmond let her down from his arms, scratching his head a little.

Deadly Darkness

 

[ColorfulCastiel]

Sahara groaned and shoved her way out of the car. She rolled and hit the ground, laying there for a second before she sluggishly got to her feet. She watched the car get wrapped in chains. Horror filled her eyes, she staggered back, tripping over her weak limbs, and falling onto her butt. “Actually, I take it back, just kill me. I am tired of this, this life, hiding and fighting.” She never in her right mind wanted death but she’s weak, ready to pass out. She stared at pandora, knowing this man— this thing, would make her suffer.

A.I.S.H.A. Mot

 

[Mot]

Mors realised his plan wasnt working PAndora layed attention on them, He couldnt do what he wanted to do without the bloody corpses. Spotting the bloody hunter corpse Mors thought with his own blood maybe it will turn out well.Coming across the scene he reappeared but besides the others. His feet beside Sahara and in his hand he dragged a Deceased hunter, Cold and bleeding with deep wounds. Looking up to pandora. " You're only suppose to kill the ones who resist. Your friend dragged them over to the car to detain them and you respond by trying to kill them? You're disappointing father as it is. Matter of fact the whole facility would rather have you dead than burdening them with your actions. The damage you've done is close as the terror i brought on the facility B. When the media figures out who should they turn to punish?" Mors lifted the corpse up and bit from its neck ripping out meat and the blood lust aura formed. Throwing the corpse the air he slashed it open and the blood quickly absorbed into Mors. " You better hurry up and kill me while im charging up my attack, Because when i say its over I will drain every drop from you." Mors arms turned to claws and the veins in his eyes streamed to his arms as if he was geting ready to shift. Crouching he pounced at the wall and quickly climbed up to Pandora's vantage point where he would jump out at him with atempt to slash him.
A.I.S.H.A. ColorfulCastiel Scarlett-Wulf (Did we leave other people behind? Im confuzzled cus i rememeber there were more? )

 

[ColorfulCastiel]

( Mot Ceat6 apparently left to get drinks with Ari, I don’t know where Justin has been)

 

[ColorfulCastiel]

Sahara sighed softly, she barely spotted Mors transformation before the darkness swam in her vision. her eyes slipped closed and her head lolled back as she tilted and fell all the way, pinning her wings between her back and the earth. Her breath evened out almost immediately as she passed out. It was about damn time for her.

A.I.S.H.A. Mot

 

[R.I.P]

Blood stained the darkened walls of the ally way, a sickening laughter echoing from it. It sounded as if metal was being dragged on the floor, a trail of red left behind the blade as it caused sparks to fly. "What a wonderfully boring night, they didn't last as long as I thought they would. What a pity." Two hunter's corpses riddled the ground behind the man, the wind brushing past him as he hurled his weapon over his shoulder, looking into the night sky with his ghoulish blue eyes. "Mirror, mirror on the wall, which hunter shall I make fall? Be he big or be he small, I'll end all hunters, end them all!" His laughter filled the air as he strolled down the street, cracking his neck slightly.

(Sorry about the short intro, I'm rushed for time. Wont be on 'till tomorrow people!)

 

[Scarlett-Wulf]

Blood stained the darkened walls of the ally way, a sickening laughter echoing from it. It sounded as if metal was being dragged on the floor, a trail of red left behind the blade as it caused sparks to fly. "What a wonderfully boring night, they didn't last as long as I thought they would. What a pity." Two hunter's corpses riddled the ground behind the man, the wind brushing past him as he hurled his weapon over his shoulder, looking into the night sky with his ghoulish blue eyes. "Mirror, mirror on the wall, which hunter shall I make fall? Be he big or be he small, I'll end all hunters, end them all!" His laughter filled the air as he strolled down the street, cracking his neck slightly.

(Sorry about the short intro, I'm rushed for time. Wont be on 'till tomorrow people!)

"End them all you say?" Victor asked starting to laugh with him, liking his play on words. "Come on let me get you a drink kiddo!" Putting an arm around him gripping his weapon. "You made quite the mess back there, it was beautiful!"
R.I.P

 

[Justin93Daniels]

• Jason Walker

• 
  Having successfully blended into the background, Walker made his way over to Sahara and gently picked her unconscious form up, before quickly, yet quietly, making his way towards the treeline.
  
  "You ain't outta the woods just yet, girl." he whispered to her.

 

[ColorfulCastiel]

Sahara remained asleep, breathing softly. Her heavy limbs dangled hopelessly. Her eyelashes flickered on her cheeks as her eyes moved beneath her eyelids.
Justin93Daniels

 

[MorgathosTheRussian]

"Two hunters have been found dead, killed by a madman with a chainsaw. Trail of dripping blood and gore indicates that the heretic went down the street. We are going in without any information on who the heretic is or how powerful he is. I am giving you the authorization to shoot to kill. We can't let this... thing wander the streets." Wilhelm says. He stood before a group of his finest men, all armed with automatic weaponry and protected with kevlar and some basic metal armor. He himself was armed with a relatively large rifle named a Bolt-gun, loaded with powerful bullets he designed himself, and his razor-sharp falchion.
The team, codenamed Hammer, moved in from the opposite direction of the gore-trail. The street had been cleared thanks to the actions of the Hunters, making civilian casualties unlikely. With rifles raised, Wilhelm led a wedge formation marching down the street. Behind him would come heavier teams, heavily armored and armed, to ensure that the houses on the street were clear. "Keep your eyes open. Any on this street without Hammer codesigns are hostile." Wilhelm said. Soon, Victor would come into view. "Civilian spotted. Open fire!" And with that, a barrage of bullets launched themselves at him. "I want to hear those rifles sing!" Wilhelm shouted over the roar of his squad's guns. Scarlett-Wulf

 

[Scarlett-Wulf]

"Two hunters have been found dead, killed by a madman with a chainsaw. Trail of dripping blood and gore indicates that the heretic went down the street. We are going in without any information on who the heretic is or how powerful he is. I am giving you the authorization to shoot to kill. We can't let this... thing wander the streets." Wilhelm says. He stood before a group of his finest men, all armed with automatic weaponry and protected with kevlar and some basic metal armor. He himself was armed with a relatively large rifle named a Bolt-gun, loaded with powerful bullets he designed himself, and his razor-sharp falchion.
The team, codenamed Hammer, moved in from the opposite direction of the gore-trail. The street had been cleared thanks to the actions of the Hunters, making civilian casualties unlikely. With rifles raised, Wilhelm led a wedge formation marching down the street. Behind him would come heavier teams, heavily armored and armed, to ensure that the houses on the street were clear. "Keep your eyes open. Any on this street without Hammer codesigns are hostile." Wilhelm said. Soon, Victor would come into view. "Civilian spotted. Open fire!" And with that, a barrage of bullets launched themselves at him. "I want to hear those rifles sing!" Wilhelm shouted over the roar of his squad's guns. Scarlett-Wulf

Victor grabbed his hammer turning his body to steel, the rounds ricocheting off his body. Still drunk he looks back over his shoulder at the group "what in the hell do you idiot's think you are doing? There are civilians in this area!" The fact that he was shot at and still being shot hadn't crossed his mind yet. "Do you have any idea who I am you punks! I'm a hunter! First grade Victor Crost, if your lucky I'll just beat you to death! Besides you almost hit Alexis!!!"

Alexis was hiding behind Victor, shaking and glad she was walking in front of him when. They turned the corner.

 

[Scarlett-Wulf]

MorgathosTheRussian

 

[Justin93Daniels]

• Jason Walker

• 
  Jason, having left the scene, heard the sounds of gunfire, and quickened his pace, while remaining silent, and keeping his ears open.
  
  He was able to escape unnoticed, due to the loudness of the gunfire, and the soldiers' focus being on Victor, several blocks away.
  
  Eventually he reached the woods, where he gently placed Sahara's unconscious body on the ground, and slid his bag off of his shoulders. He then pulled out a First-Aid Kit, and began treating her wounds carefully, and with surprising precision and speed.
  
  Before long, she would be wrapped up in sterilized bandages, while her wounds would be covered in antibacterial cream underneath.

 

[ColorfulCastiel]

Sahara sighed softly in her sleep, her head lolling to the side. Deep down she felt better but in her unconscious state, she wasn’t able to acknowledge it. She was still sore but when she woke, she would use the earth to heal her entirely.
Justin93Daniels

 

[Deadly Darkness]

She contemplated the idea as he offered her money for a hotel. After what had just occurred, she doubted any hotel would take her in without suspicion. Maybe it was better for her to stick with Desmond. Though there was the possibility he wouldn't allow her to. He might see her as another burden, which she could understand completely, but she had saved him so maybe she could use that as leverage. Although, there was that factor: he had been caught. If he was reckless it might only dig her deeper into the situation. She let out a sigh as they landed on the ground. Even though he was caught, Aya was clearly out of her element and she needed someone with stronger abilities to protect her. This was the best option.
She thanked him as he set her down on the asphalt under the glow of one of the street lamps. With a shaky breath, she mustered as much courage as she could. "Desmond, I'm an abnormal." She figured there was no point in being dramatic about it, so she tried to be as simple as possible. "I didn't tell you because I was worried. You must understand some portion of the apprehensiveness that comes with sharing such information. I'm sorry for not being honest, I was just doing my best to look out for me, and Biru."
R.I.P

 

[A.I.S.H.A.]

Mors realised his plan wasnt working PAndora layed attention on them, He couldnt do what he wanted to do without the bloody corpses. Spotting the bloody hunter corpse Mors thought with his own blood maybe it will turn out well.Coming across the scene he reappeared but besides the others. His feet beside Sahara and in his hand he dragged a Deceased hunter, Cold and bleeding with deep wounds. Looking up to pandora. " You're only suppose to kill the ones who resist. Your friend dragged them over to the car to detain them and you respond by trying to kill them? You're disappointing father as it is. Matter of fact the whole facility would rather have you dead than burdening them with your actions. The damage you've done is close as the terror i brought on the facility B. When the media figures out who should they turn to punish?" Mors lifted the corpse up and bit from its neck ripping out meat and the blood lust aura formed. Throwing the corpse the air he slashed it open and the blood quickly absorbed into Mors. " You better hurry up and kill me while im charging up my attack, Because when i say its over I will drain every drop from you." Mors arms turned to claws and the veins in his eyes streamed to his arms as if he was geting ready to shift. Crouching he pounced at the wall and quickly climbed up to Pandora's vantage point where he would jump out at him with atempt to slash him.
A.I.S.H.A. ColorfulCastiel Scarlett-Wulf (Did we leave other people behind? Im confuzzled cus i rememeber there were more? )

Pandora smirked when Mors turned to attack him.
“There we go... now i got your attention,” Pandora said as commanded his chains to turn their attention to Mors. In mid air, there was no where for him to dodge. Pandora’s eyes glinted with murderous glee as glared at Mors. Then Pandora froze. His veins had turned black at this point with the amount of rage inducing chemicals in his system. His body had become overwhelmed. Pandora slowly reached up to tap his nose... blood. Then, in an instant, it was like he had woken up.
“What... is happening to me..?” He muttered as Mors struck him, sending him straight into a car, crushing it entirely. He coughed up more blood. How could you not have taken this into account? The incompetency of the agents running this operation is UNACCEPTABLE the agents argued with each other. Scrap the project. This is a complete failure, he will be dead within an hour the agents said. Pandora’s head pounded way too painfully for him to even gather his thoughts. Then, the agents left, their presence completely empty. Slowly, Pandora turned back into a human, his wings turning to ash and his claws and fangs fading away. He couldn’t get up. His body wouldn’t let him, and his memory of what was hazy... who were those two by the car again..? Pandora coughed weakly. Dead within an hour... huh.
“Guess I never really had a shot..”

 

[R.I.P]

"Remove your skin from my shoulder at once, before I carve it off myself." This person had just came out of no where, but this didn't seem to affect the mask wearing individual. When the stranger had turned to some other people, they started opening fire on them, causing him to slam the large sword into the ground, blocking incoming bullets. "One at a time, one at a time!" he would shout behind the blade, waiting for the barrage of bullets to come to an end before he made his next move.

Scarlett-Wulf MorgathosTheRussian

 

[R.I.P]

Desmond stretched his limbs slightly, yawning along with it as he looked back down to her. He could tell that she wanted to say something, but he waited for her to say what was on her mind. "Desmond, I'm an abnormal." she finally said aloud, with an explanation on why she didn't want to tell him in the first place. He couldn't get mad even if he wanted too, because he got it. Lying is the only way for them to survive in a harsh world like this. "Don't worry about it." Desmond would reply to her, reassuringly. "Just because you're an abnormal doesn't mean you didn't help me out. And you needed to lie in case I wasn't trustworthy. I did come to you in prison clothes and cuffs, so it wasn't like I was the most trusted person ever." He laughed a little, before realising that she added an unfamiliar name to her explanation. "Wait, you said Biru?"

 

[R.I.P]

Deadly Darkness