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Tokeru sighed, somehow she had managed to avoid his entrapping shield even without moving at all.

He smiled, "well then, we'll take her down together. Come love, lets show this b***h just how we do it in Haven."

He dropped all defensive barriers, and focused on offense. First creating a small shock shield around himself, it would halt any bleeding for a few minutes and keep him fighting, or alive long enough to get actual medical aid. Secondly, he enhanced his strength and speed, creating a small sickly-yellow aura around himself. The color of plague and famine.

Without realizing it, the second part of Tokeru, the one that was brought out by the months of experimentation and torture did exactly that. Anything he touched would be drained, replenishing his life and draining the others, in increasing amount directly related to how long he held them for.

With a kiss to Edith, he took his scythe in his hands and faced where alexz was, dismissing the illusion as a fake and trusting his instincts.

"Lets play a game."

As Rikku and her paused from combat, Kerrigan looked over at Will and Kyrre, her eyes widening at the amount of power that Will was putting out. She had not spent enough time with him since his transformation to understand how his new power worked, but she had been a warrior for long enough to know that what she was seeing was massive amounts of power and energy at work. A few times she was forced to shield her eyes from the light, her vampiric fangs causing her to hiss slightly as a natural reaction to the immense light surrounding them.

Her attention then turned to Krii and Rogue, still engaged in combat. She wanted nothing more than to go and help him, but she knew that Krii wanted Rogue to himself. She could not help but think that it had something to do with her...but that was his business. Her eyes wandered over to Tokeru and one of the elders she was less familiar with, Alexz or whatever her name was. For all she cared, she would have liked the elder to rip his throat out, but then Edith would be devastated...this looked like the final battle.

When she had turned her attention back to Will and Kyrre, she saw the immense attack he released at the vampire elder and flinched slightly. This was not a Will she knew...this Will was blood thirsty and savage...he was a threat to all of them at this point.

"Will, stop!," she called across the docks, unsure if he would hear her or not over the sounds of battle all around them. She at least had to try. Unfortunately, that meant taking her eyes and focus off Rikku, an unprofessional move that she had not made in years.

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Will barely heard Kerrigan's pleas, he was so focused on Kyrre. He could now see the vampire, and the sight chilled his blood. At that moment, Kyrre looked very much like Will knew that he did, struggling with some borrowed, inner power that wanted control of the physical form that it had been lashed to. The sight filled the hunter with a terrifying knowledge as he looked at the black blood pouring out of Kyrre turn putrid and vile. 'He's just like me.'

This, more than fighting an Elder all on his own, filled him with dread and near panic. He knew how dangerous he could be when Death was in control. The hundreds of Mauser's men that had perished horribly at his hands without even a chance to truly fight back was proof of his other's potential for carnage. If Kyrre or the other vampire Elders had a similar personality behind his power... God help them all.

Desperate to slow the spread of darkness, Will flung his hands straight into the air. Following the motion, the remaining four light-tentacles that he'd created in his out of control state, the four that had been burrowing into the ground behind his back while hidden from Kyrre's sight by his own body, exploded from out of the ground around Kyrre and his dark aura. The beams of energy shot up into the sky, and with a clap of his hands they came together at the apex of their ascent, energy spreading between the now joined pillars of light to form a dome around the vampire an his energies. It was thin and it wouldn't hold up long against a concentrated, powerful attack, but it would buy precious minutes.

Exhausted, Will fell upon his hands and knees, the energy form surrounding him dispersing into the air as he vomited up both the contents of his stomach from the day and a worrying amount of blood. God, he felt like his body was practically on fire, or had been rubbed raw and bloody by cactus leaves. That last spurt must have topped him off at ninety-five percent or so. Just another little bit, and he'd probably have died within minutes if not instantly. Reaching out blindly for his axe and finding it, he propped the weapon into the ground and used it to help him get to his feet. Swaying, eyes going blurry, he turned and shouted out orders through the blood and bile filling his mouth. "FALL BACK! KRII'OUSE, KERRIGAN! FALL BACK! GET BACK TO THE VEHICLES AND REGROUP AT HAVEN!"

Stumbling in the direction of his hunters, Will cursed weakly as he tripped over a piece of debris and fell flat on his face. Forcing his torn muscles to lever his beaten body up to stare at the fight still taking place, he coughed out his orders again as even more blood dribbled down his chin. If Kyrre got free before regaining some degree of control, then they wouldn't stand a chance at this point, he just knew it. "Fall back..."

Rogue kept an eye on his eyes. She always tried to keep an eye on their eyes...the rage taking over. His force knocked her back, they landed several feet from where they had previously been. Kerrigan's bullets missed her narrowly as Krii had sprung at her.

She kept an ironclad grip on her katana as they landed. She slammed it into his back the best she could while they were in the air and released it, leaving it there.

His arm went high as they landed and connected with her pale face. Her neck snapped to the side with the force of his hand, and his claws making their mark. Blood flew off his claws, and a roar that sounded like a large feline came out of her. She quickly dug the silver claws into his chest above her.

It was then that a hand came up and grasped at Eden's shoulder. "Wait..." Still somewhat weak, Will managed to roll out of his sister's arms, bracing himself against a building. Reaching into his coat, he pulled out a syringe. Gripping the safety cap with his teeth, he yanked it off and nearly instantly he had the needle stuck into his thigh. As the plunger was pushed in, Will sighed with relief. Morphine, one of the great marvels of the world. With the pain gone, his energies could focus on healing him; assuming of course that he didn't pass out. Another syringe, this time a mild stimulant, took care of that issue and ensured that he'd be ready to fight again in a minute if need be. Gail and her perscriptions were certainly earning her paycheck today.

Steady now, Will wiped away the blood from his mouth and chin with the back of his sleeve. Already he could feel the power, now at a much lower level and therefore controllable, working for him rather than against him as it began healing the damage that it had caused. Of course one way or another he'd wind up in a hospital bed in the infirmary, this was just a stopgap measure that would keep him on his feet for a couple more hours.

Turning to the two huntresses, Will smiled, not the terrifying grin that he'd worn into battle but the same old comforting grin that so many identified with William Jackson. Even if the effect was partially spoiled by the blood staining his teeth, it was probably a comfort to see that he was himself again. His voice had strength returned to it, and with that strength came command. "Edith, Kerri. Pull back and make sure to get Lydia to safety. I'll see to getting Sethe and Tokeru back here, you just have the engines nice and toasty for us when we get there. Don't worry, I'll be fine. I'm not going to die tonight, but damned if I'm going to let any of my people die either. Now go, that's an order. Trust me."

Taking off at a light but steady jog back the way he came, Will spotted Alexz as she concentrated on attacking their minds. Holding his hand out, he murmered a prayer to focus himself as he tapped lightly into the power again, knowing that it would buy him at least another hour in the infirmary. "If they should despise thee, Lord Jesus, let them be accursed upon the earth and driven out. Oh Lord come, amen."

As the words passed his lips, wisps of the power swirled and congealed into his open palm, eventually forming a sphere the size of an orange. With a grunt of effort, he hurled the orb of pure energy right at the vampiress' feet, detonating it with a peal of flashing light and thunderous sound as the concussive force lashed out at her, albeit weakly. That should disrupt her concentration and lift the mental attack at least. Hellbringer held more firmly in his grasp, Will ran as fast as he could over towards his blood brother. They had to get out of there before Kyrre could break free. Their survival may depend on it.