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Scenceing Luna's Tie flare slightly, curious Saria slips away from the others to investigate. She souldn't be gone long and it only felt like a floor below, very near now to where the others she had left were. Saria shadow shifted and watched as Luna interigated the man who had taken care of some more of those gaurds.

*Renee walks through the High Rise District once more. She hums to herself, which was odd, since she never hummed. As she continured through, no one notices her, just te way she likes it. Unless they were willing to pick a fight. She also notices that nothing ever happens during the day and all teh action happens at night. Such a shame.*

*Renee looks at Albert. She smirked.*

Krii'Ouse turned to the person who just came into the scene. 'Who are you to ask my name, when you have not given me yours. As for evidence, it doesn't matter, since this place is going to Hell. And who are you talking about, what friend?'

he turned to Tyler as he crawled out of the hallway. 'Ty, you okay, bro?' he asked, rushing up to him, and putting an arm around him. 'What the Hell happened?' he asked, moving his brother to the wall, and sitting him against the wall.

Kneeling down, he looked at the wounds Tyler had recieved. 'I can cauterize those for you, if you want.'

Will literally waded through the guards sent before him. He didn't know how many he'd killed, incinterating some with his energy blasts, smashing others with his bare hands, and slicing through many with his sword and throwing stars. He'd even used the bombs he'd made, creating several small fires in his wake as well as taking out close to a dozen guards with each of them. He just didn't keep count anymore. Twenty? Fifty? A hundred? There seemed to be a never ending swarm of guards, even with the races combined forces fighting elsewhere throughout the building, they still had countless toops standing between him and Mauser. So the guards just kept coming. And Will kept killing them.

Another one, leaping from around a corner, spraying fire with his machine gun. Killed, a shuriken sunk deeply into his eye. Another, this one from behind, metal baton swinging at his skull. Dead, decaptitated with a barely concisous backward swing of Will's longsword. Next victim, pulling the pin on a grenade. Sent to the ground screaming, legs burned off by an energy blast, the armed grenade going off in his face and taking out the two men next to him as well. Several guards regrouping and rallying, forming a firing line, hoping to take him down by the sheer volume of firepower. Wings of energy protectively gathered around his body, melting the bullets on impact as they hit the blazing appendages. Retaliation, the last of his throwing stars sent flying in a wide arc, sending half of the men falling to the ground injured while the rest fled; energy blasts to the back for the cowards, the merciful quick jerk of broken necks for the injured. One suffering from shock, mind gone, gibbering in fear as he curls in the fetal position while staring wide eyed at Will; they are beginning to understand, the Angel of Death himself is among them and there is no hope for survival. If every single guard in the building came at him at once, perhaps there would be a chance, but as it was most of the security forces were already engaged elsewhere and those who remained to challenge Will were destroyed piecemeal before they even had the chance to send any warning ahead of them. The poor lunatic's existance ended with a hammer blow to the top of the head, caving in the skull through pure blunt force trauma. And still, Will went on, no longer Will but a fundamental force of nature itself made manifest; Death.

The last guard in the immediate vicinty, rosary clutched in his hands, a prayer to St. Christopher for protection the last words on his lips as Will's hand punches through his chest and rips his heart out with his bare fingers. Death stares coldly at the corpse, then a hint of emotion fills the glowing eyes, the glow fading. The wings retract. Death is gone for the moment. Will is returned to the world. Resisting the urge to vomit, knowing he'd awaken screaming every night for years remembering the faces of everyone he'd killed this night when he relinquished control to the power within him, Will made the sign of the cross on his chest and uttered a quick prayer for the departed. "Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou amongst women, and blessed is the fruit of they womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, be with us sinners now and at the hour of our deaths. Ame- HURRRKKKK!!!!"

Collapsing to his knees, Will heaved on the floor, blood pouring from his mouth like a fountain. The energy leaving him as he returned to normal for the moment, he felt the full effects of his ravished body. Not from any injuries sustained in the fighting. Thanks to his powers they never touched him. No, the grave injuries done to his body were from using the powers themself. He'd been worried about this, and now his fears were confirmed. A mortal body wasn't meant to hold the divine within it, not capable of fully processing otherworldly energies and powers. He'd never used the power that much or for that long before, and it nearly killed him. Man never recieved anything for nothing, and the price for using too much of this new power would undoubtedly be Will's life.

Slowly staggering to his feet, Will wiped the blood on his lips off with the back of his sleeve. He was blessed by the fact that his powers were twofold, and only the aggressive use of their full abilities caused him harm. Already the mystical healing was going to work, stopping the internal bleeding, rebuilding burned out tissues and muscles, and repairing the damage to his vital organs. He still felt like hell, but he'd live provided he didn't use the power that much for at least a month or so. Small boosts to speed and strength would be fine, but anything like what he'd done already before he was fully recovered would more than likely send him back to the pearly gates for a second time. And he doubted St. Peter would look favorably upon someone with as much blood on their hands as him. Oh yes, when he got back there'd definately be SEVERAL hours AT LEAST spent making use of Father Michael's confessional.

But none of it mattered right here and now. Not the blood on his soul, not the powers that threatened to kill him. He still had a job to do. He still had at least one more life to finish tonight. Leaning upon his sword hilt, Will limped further down the hallway. He was nearly there. Mauser was close.



((Whoever roleplays Mauser, get in contact with me. I want to discuss Will's imminent confrontation with Mauser with you.))

Reno smiled and nodded at Edith."Alright I have no problem with that. But it would have been impossible to pass those last guys up."As they walked side by side he listened to her question."Well I dont owe anyone dinner. And I havent met anyone since we last saw eachother. I was on my job, protecting my boss against vampires. There wasnt anytime for romance on that mission. Besides your the only one I really have my heart set on." Reno stopped as he heard what he had just said."I meen thats not what I uhh heh heh." He rubbed the back of his head trying to think of what to say.Reno's eyes suddenly sharpened."Hey Eden you feal that? Somone is here."

tyler took deep breaths as the feeling started to come back to his legs. "bomb, went off... blew up the stairs... i fell... smashed up real good" tyler was ghasping for a moment and couldn't talk clearly.. his mind was a tad bit rushed. taking a deap breath and trying to calm down a bit he looked down to krii. "when i seperated form you i found a stairwell that led up to the barics. i encountered extream resistance... to prevent me from getting to the barix they blew up the entire stairway. there are no no stairs going up to the barixs anymore. the only way they are making it from level to level are by the elavators." replied tyler. "when they blew the stairs i was caught in the fall and by shear luck i managed to leap and make it to a damaged door. i heard you and thaught you might want to know this bit of info" he replied in a serous tone as if this was a total war.

"barics are on the 59th floor and the 70th floor.i was around three floors away before they blew it. and trust me, i left no one alive when i went... i've got a idea, but we need to make it to the parking garauge roof that is next to this building. if we can get to it's roof we can make a destraction for will. there should be a few cars or somthing we can chuck at the building to make a few holes. we should be able to jump the gap at the 50th floor. i think we are on the 48th..." suguested tyler