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Mar was looking around seeing that his men were doing well in invading the base. He then saw one of his vampires attacking one of the survivor vampires. He wondered where his other vampire was as he saw that the woman vampire was battling another mysterious vampire. He decided to take matters into his own hands so he took a sniper rifle, and aimed it the woman vampire then fired.

Zshvago hissed at Ellie. Rage was building in Zshvago like a flood. "You shall not stand between me and my prey!" Zshvago began to float and large splinters were floating around him.

((Agh, how'm I going to get Strykie into the next one? He's kind of decaying, so I don't have any idea of how to make it plausible, if zombies can be plausible. XD ))

((Kewl to both of those. =D))

Tyler caught the man by the wrist, feeling bones shift and pop under his fingers. He gave a smile of satisfaction, his own blood running down his face in five equally-spaced gashes. The enemy vampire that gave them to him was unconscious and hanging by his collar in Tyler's free hand. He was physically stronger than Zshvago, but he kept one eye looking all around them, in case the angry vampire decided to send something flying at his head.
"Well...do you want him? I'll let you have him, if you do. I can find someone else to fight," Tyler said to Ellie with a chuckle.

((I never left, lol. Just was waiting for someone else to post, I had a mind blank.))

Nicole had decided to hold the open gate with a few other people and her shotgun. It wasn't a big task. Compared to the other zombie fighting times, her arm had gotten stronger so it didn't tire out as much when she pumped it.

Stryker sat on the edge of the building's roof ((He warped...*shifty eyes*)), swinging his legs and staring aimlessly at the surrounding trees. From the distant sounds, he figured that the living survivors were fighting again. And from his Strategist, who he disliked, it was against a couple of vampires and other ghouls. He frowned. It seemed like vampires were popping up everywhere lately.

Tyler winced as he let the blade bite into his collar. He gave a wicked grin and walked into the blade, burying it further in his flesh. He continued walking until the hand guard touched his chest. Catching Zshvago off guard was his intention for allowing himself to take the stab, and it bought him precious moments to duck under the bladed weapons sailing through the air.

Ellie looked at Zshvago in shock and anger when he used her lover as a shield. She growled but stood down, hands up in the air. "Tyler, you should've just stayed out of this. I'm a more experienced vampire than you are. I could've handled him."

Aivi watched as her father was stabbed then used as a shield. She knew that he was a vampire now, but one more stab like that could be fatal. She wanted to help somehow... But how? That was when she noticed something; her mother's old gun. Her first gun, the derringer. She knew it was hers because she saw it once. That was when she got a brilliant idea. Grabbing the gun, she knocked out a piece of wood in the floor so she could hang from it. After taking careful aim at the enemy vampire's head, she pulled the trigger and shot, praying that the shot would reach it's mark.