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Alex kept firing, but his target was fairly far away. Something was poking painfully in his side, but he ignored it, and kept hidden behind the over-turned exercise machine that was guarding his life.

He sincerely hoped the product in that bag would be on their side, otherwise he'd just risked everything to unleash another enemy. He glanced to where Keeli had gone and saw her running for the van, then kept shooting.

Keeli skidded down the rubbish slope when it all exploded in front of her. She threw up her arms for cover and ducked, nearly loosing the keys she clutched in her hand. Trash, shards, slime, it all went up in the air and pattered down on her. She kept her head covered until it was all down.

Grenades. Oh crap. This guy meant serious business.

When the coast was clear, she shot toward the van, keeping her head low. Keep him busy, Alex.

At the back of the van, she threw open the doors and crawled through, reaching for one of the emergency kits stuffed in the corner. It had a flare gun in it. Good enough. She tucked it in her waistband.

Going to the front of the van, she decided it was worth sacrificing. Using the rubber band from her hair, she squeezed the gas pedal down and twisted the key in the ignition. The engine revved. Opening the door, she threw it into drive and jumped out. The behemoth red van roared up the pile of garbage in the direction of the firefight.

How was that for a distraction? If the gunman had to turn to take care of the van, it would give Alex the opportunity to do something.

Pulling out her flare gun, she crouched along the way she'd come to give Alex some more backup.

Bloodhound noticed the van and went to jump backwards, but it brought him closer tothe barrel that went boom. THe explosion knocked him to the ground and put a few shards in his back, but he was better trained then this and when he was blown forwad her put his freehand in front of him and used it as pivot point to throw inhimself forward and upright. While in the air it took him only split second to change clips... He had counted every shot at him tho, so unless the pistol weilding fool had another clip he would be out of rounds soon.. and bloodhound still had 4 full clips left, plus a more then a handfull of grenades. When he stood back upright he then dove behind cover... the two groups where 20 meters apart now. He could hit a fly at this range, time to force them out. While behind cover he threw another grenade directed at the van... or under it by the fuel tank.

Keeli, still crouched behind cover a good distance away from Alex, was surprised when the Product started her half-incoherent rant and a heavy piece of shrapnel that should have torn her head off was deflected. She didn't know who "him" was, or she might have answered. Right now she was interested in finding the gunman's vehicle and stealing it.

"Dunno which him you're talking about," she announced, crossing behind a mound and getting near Alex. "I'm going to find his ride. He had to come on something. He came from behind us, so I think I know where to go. Don't get exploded while I'm gone."

She gave the battle ground a wide berth as she slipped away, keeping garbage and crap between herself and the two fighters as she made a wide circle in the direction the gunman came from.

He looked back up and a frown appeared on his face. He took aim and fired fullauto at the female product.. She had to die. After he shot at her he opened up back at Alexs location, then he reached for a gass bomb and threw it towards them. He had taken a mental note on how the explosion had not effected them in anyway, it might be the product.

Bloodhound cursed soflty, his head was pounding. He rembed what the master had told him that she could kill you by looking at you, but he never stated that she had some form of sheild as well... He counted untill the gas bombs went off spraying a blinding toxins into the air covering his own escape. He had to find another way to hurt this product since guns proved useless and while she was getting closer his head was spinning. He pulled himself into the maze of broken car parts and for now was going ot givehis report to the asyulm master, he was heading back towards his bike.

Score. The gunman came on a motorcycle. She didn't need keys to start these things up. She grabbed a jagged piece of metal from the junkyard and slammed it into the ignition box until she could pull the shards of hard plastic away. Motorcycles were easier to jack then cars. She bypassed the key ignition and went straight for the wires, firing it up quickly.

Just as she pulled it around, she saw the gunman heading back for his ride. She pulled out the flare gun out of her waistband and aimed it right between them, firing. The flare shot off and hit the ground explosively. Under the cover of the red flash, she hit the throttle and shot back toward Alex and the other product.

Bounding over mountains of trash, trying to hit the gullies where the gunman couldn't shoot at her, she came to a jolting halt back by her companion. The product he was with seemed to be a friendly. Good enough.

"Get on, he knows I jacked it!" she demanded frantically.