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Sangre noticed they were all coming from the same door.

She checked her two weapons. Both were full.

Make every shot count.

"Stay here, Yuzuki," she breathed.

Then she began to move. Taking one of the hand grenades she had stolen from the dead guards, she uncapped it as she ran behind the crates and counted to seven.

Then she tossed it over the line of crates directly at the flood of men.

The result was a massive explosion right in the heart of them.

Sangre - noticing Travis wasn't in that room - called to Yuzuki mentally and bolted through the smoke, dodging the men and bodies and diving to roll underneath the lowering door, Yuzuki following.

Not even pausing to take in their surroundings, Sangre and Yuzuki ducked behind steel crates near the doorway and waited breathlessly, ready to leap away and attack and defend at an instance's notice.

Sangre began to actually breathe, leaning tiredly against the wall as Yuzuki slumped next to her too.

"We can't stop, Yuzuki..." she breathed. "We need to keep that adrenaline going, otherwise we're going to crash."

She nodded.

"I know..." she breathed. "This is so exhausting."

"You can handle it, baby," Sangre replied, running her fingers through Yuzuki's limp, sweat-slick hair. "I know you can."

Yuzuki, gulping down a breath, nodded and stood.

"Let's do it," she stated simply.

Nodding, Sangre stood as well, rooting around the room for supplies that might come in handy.

((What's the layout of the room? What's in it?))

((Cool. And where is Travis?))

Sangre chuckled to herself as she attached multiple grenades and smoke bombs to her belt, refilling the cartridges on the guns.

"Well darling," she breathed to Yuzuki, tossing a few smoke bombs to her and one grenade. "Let's go. We have a party to crash."

Gun at the ready and the other slung across her back, Sangre headed for the door.

((*waiting for description of door*...))

((If Sangre can plow through STEEL doors, wooden ones should be NO problem.))

Sangre kneeled next to the door, leaning her ear against the wood to listen.

She heard the shuffling feet of around five guards, and the soft, young, whining voice.

She blinked.

It wasn't Travis.

Then who is it?

Standing up, she motioned to Yuzuki to lean flat against the wall on the door's side, several feet away from the door itself.

Taking some duct tape from a second crate, Sangre took two grenades and taped them to the door before unhooking them, turning to press herself against the wall as well.

Both Sangre and Yuzuki closed their eyes.

8... 9... 10!

The explosion ripped through the room, smashing the wooden doors into several pieces.

Immediately Sangre dashed inside, smashing the butt of her gun into the heads and throats of the guards before they could react.

Sending the last one to the door, Sangre stood there gasping.

"Bulls eye," she breathed. "Yuzuki." She nodded to the other. "Get those heavy crates over there and pile them up in front of the door. Hurry."

Yuzuki did so, able to move the crates with ease despite her small size.

Sangre looked around the room.

"Hey..." she breathed, knowing the boy was underneath the desk but not wanting to go near it in case he panicked. "Hey, whoever's in here, it's okay. If you don't give me a reason to shoot you, I won't." She let out a sigh. "We're just looking for someone."

Sangre panted. Finally, finally, her adrenaline was giving ********... not now...

She swallowed.

"Okay, look..." she breathed, slowing kneeling. "I have two guns. I'm putting them both down." She kicked them away, where they skid a few yards away from her. "And they're far away from me." She drew in a shaky breath. "Look... I know you're scared. I am too, but I can help you. We can help you. Please come on. We're looking for someone precious to us. Do you think you could help us?"

Yuzuki swallowed, but said nothing, not trusting her voice.

((Kks. ^_^))

Sangre smiled warmly at him.

"I'm not going to hurt you," she replied, keeping her hands where the boy could see them. "Please, put your hands down. What's your name?" She smiled at him again. "My name's Sangre."

"And my name's Yuzuki," Yuzuki piped up, fiddling with her bracelet nervously.

Sangre blinked in confusion.

"Son of the commander of the Marine Corps..." she breathed. "And lower your hands dear." She pursed her lips in question. "Why on earth did they capture you?"