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Will led from the front, keeping himself between Sider and any danger. "C'mon Sider. Where are we going and how much further? The clock's ticking."

Skiaska snapped out of her sleep when she heard loud noises. She pressed against the glass corrider and could fell the other hunters. "Sethe must be rubbing off..." Smirking at the irony, she began to go for a sneaky type. Which was slightly difficult with the short robe...

Sighing, she looked inside the inclosed med bay. No doctors? With a sigh of relief, she went in and grabbed a stranded lab coat. She then rushed out after placing a filter mask over her mouth and nose. Ski wasn't coughing blood anymore, but she was still sick.

After runnign down several dozen randomly picked halls, she heard it. Will. "Will?"

Kaji smiled as he was laying on the ground in Lycan form, with his most powerful sniper rifle readied to fire. He took carefull aim at the sentry's optical sensors, as he fired, the sound of the bullet was that of a screeching hawk flying down onto it's prey. the bullet broke off one of the optical sensors os Kaji aimed for the other one.

Amber still layed there motionless... The only way you could tell that she was alive was by her faint breathing. She took in her breaths softly but they came out harshly, as though she was almost struggling to breathe.

Jaffar got up with what strength he had left and put his arms around Amber."Come on Amber you have to make it. If you die I'll never forgive myself." Tears began to run down Jaffar's face.

Amber's breathing had softened alittle more at the sound of Jaffar's voice. She was still unconcious, but had somehow managed to hear Jaffar's voice.

Malice simply laughed." Ha pray all you want you pathetic weakling it will not change the outcome of this battle. You may have defeated me in Jaffar's mind but it's a whole new game now." Malice kept a good distance from Will's blade and came from behind behind him and fired a demonic beam at him from his third eye.

Will stepped to the side, but not nearly quick enough. He screamed, lips pulled back past his teeth and back arched back into a semicircle as he announced his agony to the world. His fingers went limp and the dagger fell from his hands, but he didn't realize or care about it. God, it hurt! It burned like the fires of the first circle of Hell!

Pushing off the pain, Will snapped a kick at Malice's head. The demon just snorted in contempt as he casually grabbed Will's racing foot out of mid-air. "Pathetic, mortal."

With a heave of the demon's shoulders Will was snapped up into the air, only to be brought crashing down onto his back against the hard and unforgiving concrete. Dear God... I think I just felt a disc in my spine slip...

Not allowing the Hunter a chance to recover, Malice picked him up by the shoulders and slammed a knee into his side. Will had to resist the urge to vomit as the wind was driven out of him and he heard a sharp crack. There goes a rib...

Forcing himself to focus, Will stared right into Malice's eyes. They were gleeful, joy at the pain he was causing evident. And there was contempt there, disdain for Will's mortal limitations. Hatred and anger were present in abundance. But Will caught a flicker of something that Malice wouldn't admit, even to himself. Fear. It came as a shock, but when Will remembered his fight with Malice within Jaffar's mind it made sense. Malice was truly, genuinely afraid of William Jackson because of the faith he posessed.

Seeing that fear, understanding Malice's desperation, gave Will his second wind. Gathering the blood beginning to pool into his mouth, Will spit straight in Malice's face. As the demon recoiled to wipe the blood and spittle off, the Hunter leader reared his head back and butted Malice's forehead with his own, right in the third eye. The demonic being screamed and stepped back, releasing Will who quickly swept the demon's legs from underneath him. Rolling over so that his knees were firmly planted in the small of Malice's back, Will unlooped the silver crucifix and it's chain from around his neck and slipped it over Malice's.

The demon screamed as the blessed silver scorched his flesh, struggling to get away. But Will just grapped the ends of the chain and pulled, slowly strangling the demon with the holy object. He knew that he couldn't hold this for long before Malice either bucked him off or broke the chain, but if he could inflict enough damage to slow the demon down then he might have a chance. "FATHER! Strengthen my spirit!"