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Rikka started whimpering, staring at that . . . that thing with wide eyes. The shattering glass had cut her arms and face, but she was too terrified to feel the pain. She was afraid of what those spikes would feel like, being run through her body. She was afraid of being crushed into a wall, her broken body left there as some sort of decoration. She was afraid of being killed.

Rikka remembered how she was holding her sisters bow, and she fired a shot at the Corpus Morte. "Get back!" she cried. "If there is anything inside you, anything that even has a concious get away!" She turned and ran, ducking behind the first shard of twisted metal she found large enough to cover her. "I don't want to die," she chanted. "I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I dont' want to die!"

Rikka ducked out of the way, the word war burning into her mind. Was this thing, this living thing created as yet another weapon? Rikka pulled back the string, her magic taking arrow form and burning towards corpus morte.

"I don't . . . I don't want to kill you," she told it. "You're leaving me no choice. You . . . you were damned the moment that this place created you. Why can't you fight against your fate, like Khane has? It seems to me that you have no conciousness . . . nothing inside you that tells you what to do. Or maybe there is, but it tells you only to destroy. Whatever you are, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that this world has done this to you, and I'm sorry that you have to be destroyed." Rikka pulled back another arrow, but this time she aimed for the weapons. She needed to get that task done as well, and this was a good a time as any.

The arrow of light connected with the ripper gun, the first thing Rikka had managed to spot. Then she turned the bow back and corpus morte, preparing to attack and defend herself once more. "Forgive me, I just pray that Khane doesn't tell me your a brother too!"

The arrow singed more of Corpus Morte's plating, bouncing off and smashing some lights into wherever it is that lights go when they die. The sheet of metal stuck into it's gut, singing in slowly. It bulged, and grew, the singe marks disappearing. Violence only begets Violence, War only begets war. It opened it's mouth, and spoke in a clear, articulated, South African accent.

"What do you know of Death?"

At first Rikka thought Death was reffuring to death, but she guessed that Abel knew more about this place than she did. Her face turned a little red, "Y-yes, a little help would be a big help," then she realized just how tongue tied she had just sounded, and took to being quiet again.

"I don't know anything, I'm just an ignorant outsider, forced into this world by my sister," Rikka told it. "I'm only doing as he bids, without understanding what I'm doing. Khane told me this weapons could . . . no would hurt people. He said to destroy them and I will."

Then she looked at Abel, "Sarcasm is unbecoming," she said shyly. "You shouldn't be so cruel to it. You'll either make it angry or . . ." she quickly swollowed 'you'll hurt its feelings' and sighed. "It doesn't matter what else it will do, but you really will make it angry. I tend to think that making anything or anyone angry is a bad thing, do you agree?"

Rikka pulled back on the bow again. "Now I have a question for you," she told it. "What exactly is your purpose? I don't understand anything about you or about this building that surronds you. I'm slowly learning, but is destruction the only path?"

The more this thing talked the more Abel was surprised by its revelations. Knowing about Carnophage was obvious, but the plan that Goldwind had was just too much. Letting that happen would be wrong, especially is the banks were taken over. Though what he was interested in was Taco, most likely the incarnation of famine.

"So in other words you guys want to begin an apocalyptic event as a distraction for the main problem. Well I am sorry but I can't let that happen. I like my money where it is thanks, and if the world was taken over, well then what would happen to all my assets? Destroyed I am guessing, right?"

As Abel talked to the creature he remembered he was not facing it alone, so he would have to figure out what good the girl was to him.

"Girl, you have your answer do you understand that we must stop them? Now stop stalling and show me that you can be useful."

The arrows bounced off War harmlessly... leaving singe marks that were quickly sloughed off. War lumbered forward slowly, leaving a trail of gore and devastation in his wake, his lawed feet ripping holes in the floor as pieces of guard and scientist fell off at random, splattering on the ground.



War picked up speed, bearing down on Rikka, his spiky carapace shielding him for the most part. Shards of metal from the floor flew out behind him. The beast of war plowed on.

Abel watched as Rikka was hit by war and sent flying into the wall, what ever her barrier was supposed to do it didn't come close to working.

"God damn, do I have to do everything around here? Stay there and rest I have a plan."

He knew that attacking the creature would do nothing since he had just stated that he fed and became stronger from violence. Doing nothing was out of the question, so what remained was to be passive. Not peaceful, not war like, just neutral, like the Swiss. He took out the Zero Point Manipulation Gun and pointed it at War, hoping to just trap it in the anti gravity beam.

"Well here goes nothing."

Abel held the beam in place seeing that it was actually working. The beast was trapped, meaning it could be dealt with. He was about to walk towards it when a warning blared in his head.

"WARNING CRITICAL SYSTEM FAILURE IMMINENT! AUTOMATIC SHUTDOWN INITIATED FOR REPAIRS IN 30 SECONDS! Thank you, have a nice day."

Abel could not believe his luck, he had only a few moments left to do something. He set the gun on a constant beam and threw it to Rikka.

"Hold him with this, I...can't...keep... from...sh..uti..ng..doooooown..."

He held out for the time and then all his systems were down, and the nanintes would begin their job.