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"Great. I can only assume the FBI is considering us vigilantes at this point if they're after us hunters."

He grunted as he got to his feet, running a hand through his hair. He looked over towards Jean, back towards Melphius, and then towards Jean again.

"Jean, can I talk to you for a second? I'd prefer not to make myself look like sentimentalist JR made me out to be," Jack said, semi-jokingly.

Jack grunted quietly as he looked over the edge of the building. He saw the officers appearing. He swore under his breath. He was starting to stress. This wasn't good. If he lost it, JR would get back out again. If he got out, there was going to be trouble.

"I'd say now would be a good time to move."

Jack looked at Jean, seeing her blood red eyes. His face grew more deadly serious as his eye began to twitch. He knew what was happening. He looked back down at the officers and back towards Jean.

"I'm guessin' a bottle of whiskey isn't going to solve this problem," he said with a low voice.

Do you even think you can take her on, Jackie-boy?

"I'm not letting you out... I know what you want to do."

Jack stared at Jean with a dark and sickened glare. Soon, however, a grin grew on his face. He shook his head as walked towards the escape ladder. He pulled out his revolver and pulled back the hammer.

"I'm keeping the fun away from you," Jack said.

He knew what the cops were looking for... a shooter. Looks like he had to play runaway again. He looked down the escape ladder that the cops were coming up. They stared at him with complete shock, not expecting him at all. He aimed the gun towards the side and fired off several rounds. The officers panicked. Some fell off, some slid down. Either way, this gave Jack some room. He jumped down, grabbing the side and sliding down with one hand, while firing off his remaining rounds. When he landed, he took off.

"Come and catch me!" he shouted maniacally.

"This better get their attention!"

You should have let me out and just finished her off while she was off guard. That would have won the cops over.

"You just want your payback for what she said."

Jean royally pissed off, snared at Mephlius. "p***y!" She screamed at him, and then followed Jack.

She dove off the building side, landing with no more than a thud, and ran after him.
Officers stunned and still in shock, snapped out of it and fired after them both. Jean getting nicked in the shoulder, spun around and speedily decapitated one with a smooth swish of her Sword. Taking a bullet in the shoulder. Jean jumped in a swirl, landing right in front of her attacker. She gripped him by the jugular, tore it off, and both bathe and drank from him.

"Holy s**t..." The officer right next to him gapped in fear, now soaked in his partners blood.
"Open fire!" Another said.

Jean in a full on rage of carnage, stormed the officers no longer caring about her well being. Only the call and spill of blood edged her on, drove her into madness.

"Back up... call in assistance! WE-NEED-BACK-UP!!!" One yelled, for someone to call for back.

Jean, decked out in blood. Rushed an officer with a shotgun and was rewarded with a gut full of buckshot. With a twisted grin. Jean pulled the shot gun from his hands, causing him to open his mouth in an exhale. She then shoved the piece of jugular she tore of from another officer, in his mouth. And in a quick like motion, she punched him in the stomach, which caused him to inhale... and ultimately began his suffocation.
Laughing, Jean took a sucker punch to the face by a female officer. The girl was not scared to say the least, and she put up a decent fight too. Well for the first minute or two, before Jean got bored and drove one of her army knives into her gut. The officer fought back, and Jean obliged her with thrusting the blade upwards. A scream filled the air, music to Jean's ear's, as her intestines and other organs began to pool out.
Purging her lips in a kiss, Jean quickly tossed her limp remains aside, and moved on.

Two officers confronted her, shotting off their entire clip. Jean annoyed as hell, grabs them by the head slamming them together with so much force... both their heads cave in, as fragments of brains and blood seep out from their ear's, mouth and etc... before they hit the ground.
And Just to be a b***h, Jean causally stomped on the front side of one of the male officer's. The sound of his testicles bursting in a loud pop, echoed in it's wake.

"Kill the b***h!" The team leader rang out, just before Jean grabbed him from behind. She lifted him up by the back of the neck and buttocks, only to slam him downwards against a metal bench. Another scream rang out, along with a long bone crunching echo. As she dislocated and broke, his vertebral column and spinal column.

Leaving his mangled body for display, she turns around and faces an armored truck. Laughing maniacally, she reaches for her .45's.

"JEAN, NOOOoooo!!!!!!" Jasie's voice echoed in Jean's head, hoping to stop her on her rampage. And yet the voice didn't register as she continued onwards towards their death.

BAM!
Something slammed against her back. She turned around and saw Jack. Jean's eyes wided and glared out, as she snarled and began racing towards him.

((I'll continue later... I'm hungry.))

Jack fell to the ground, stopping himself from ramming himself into Jasie. For that split second, he could see she was back to normal. He heard her screaming as SWAT officers took her down. He swore quietly as he got back to his feet.

"Hey! Stop the shocks!" Jack said, pulling out identification.

He pulled identification stating he was a hunter. Right now, this was his best bet of getting her out of this. He heard what the other one said, that some feds wanted them taken down. He didn't really have a choice though. If he ran, it would have been worse for him... in terms of incrimination.

Please don't do anything...