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As the scream tore through the air, Allen winced. Memories came up, unbidden. All the horrors he had commited in his youth, the screams of pain he had caused. The looks of horror, the pleading as his blade tore the innocents to pieces...

...and then it was over. He stumbled slightly, his face a little pale as he managed to catch himself. Whatever had made that scream, Allen didn't wan to know. In fact, one might call it cowardly, but he wanted to get as far from the scream as possible. Those memories were repressed for a reason, after all.

"Chasing after the 'necro-dudes' as you called them sounds like it'd be the best course of action. We can hardly just let them escape after all. You never explained what you were doing in the warzone though, Joseph."

FWOOSH... FWOOSH... FWOOSH FWOOSH

Blurs of objects sped past as Silver swerved in and out of their way, making his way torward Latent at breakneck speed. The crotchrocket was a little faster and more maneuverable than a chopper, so he'd make it in better time.

Like a signal in the dark, he had felt it. Surprise registered on Silver's face as he looked up for a moment, the wind whipping his platinum locks about. Vahn. His presence was strong, coming from the direction Silver was headed, from inside Latent.

Looking ahead through the fiery tinted frames of the shades he had borrowed, Silver could see the rapidly approaching sea-side city. With his brow furrowed, he leaned forward and twisted the throttle again, sending the bike forward with an even greater burst of speed.

He would be headed for the residential area first, where his home had been during his stay in the town.

He scrambled upright as the world blew all to hell around him.

The ship reached the shore, some THING came out of the ocean, and Vahn...

Sunstrike felt a chill go right down to his soul as the flames and heat were sucked right out and into the man next to him.

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Someone surveyed the scene from next to one of the buildings.

"That ship full of creatures is going to be a problem, maybe we should give it something to worry about other then Vahn, hm, Sunstrike? Sam...give him what he needs..."

A bow was strung, leveled, and fired.

~~

Sun wouldn't have much time to think about what was going on though, he had to watch Vahn's bac-!

"ACK!!" Something tore straight through his shoulder, embedding something deep inside. Magic flooded his system and he dropped to his knees, palm spread in the sand. Runes began to glow green in a circle around the two.

His eyes, usually bright shades of orange, was now a murky brown.

He had Vahn's back, which the knight and any approaching ghouls would find severly hampering.

Should any feet cross the circle, they'd find themselves bound by vines that would attempt to drag their victems into the sand and crush them underneath.

Meanwhile a strange rumble had started from the vicinity of the ship.

Sunstrike didn't move, head down and almost half buried himself.

Vahn could take care of the knight, Sun would take care of the ghouls.

The captain waved his hand quickly to one of the bridge crew, who hit a button on one of the consoles that, as one could easily imagine, alerted the few security forces that were on board that there was a situation on the bridge.

Father Brinley turned around with a start, feeling the cold hand of undeath upon his shoulder. "Oh, lord in heaven!" he gasped, bringing his hand clutching the rosary up to the center of his chest, and having to catch himself before he stumbled backwards over the rail in front of the windows.

The man beside him, Mr. Black, raised his left hand.

"Yo."

Across town the "thing" known as Eli moved along at a steady pace. Its purple haze still blocking the holy water pouring from the sky. Through that haze, the creature itself would be seen not walking but skipping.

Yes, skipping. In an almost child-like state of joy the creature would bounce along. It hopped as if it were walking on clouds, its head bobbing side-to-side, and its arms swinging freely.

The streets of the town were all but deserted, seeing as a multitude of other things began to rain down from the heavens as well. The magic missiles and what not would quiet easily peirce whatever protection the haze was providing him. It was not meant to deflect such attacks afterall.

THOOM!

A bolt would strike the thing and in the chest and put an end to its care-free prancing. It would stop and stare at the smoldering indention with curiosity.

THOOM! THOOM! THOOM!

Several more bolts rained about it, but they missed, so Eli payed no mind, until it saw the shadow suddenly being cast over it.

Curious blue orbs turned skyward, just in time to see a billboard (recently liberated from the confines of a building wall) come rushing down to greet it.

CRASH!

He chuckled. Two interesting people, one cocky, one a p***y (har har..made a funny)

He flexed his hands again, looking at the cocky one.

"I dont say please...take it or leave it..."

He then cocked his head, shooting a cold stare at the priest.

"...Boo..."

He snickered at the word hooligan. Unfortuantly for the priest however, but the time he spoke his other words, Menos would not be in the prievious locationg. He was?

"In front of you..."

Glory of god, holy father...he was condemed anyway, why did it matter. He knew reinfocements were coming, he figured he would attempt to end things quickly.

He pulled his arm back and readied his claws to point straight at the man's stomach. It would be a short jab, a slice if you will...but if he connected, it would hurt. Menos was psychokinetic, need I inform you.