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First a hand here, an arm there, and eventually, they started crawling out of their earthen prisons, mangled bodies of bone and rotting flesh, dried husks which once held life. Some took more time than others, some broke free relatively easily with the help of the magic seeds. But one by one, the dead rose from their graves, croaking dryly in the dark of the moonlit cemetary.

Dry now, but what when they drink the blood of the living?

"Go." It was all he said.

It was all he needed to say. For as soon as he did, the zombies began moving out into the rest of the city, into the streets. This is where Michael Jackson appears and does a dance sequence singing Thriller, but he's not here at the moment, so it aint gonna happen.

No, what would happen would soon to be chaos erupting in the city. Were robots programmed to react to the dead the same way they were programmed to react to the living? Who knows, who cares? Aekea was the one place on Gaia granted rights to produce robots, but due to the potential dangers machines may possess, they were not built to be machines of war or destructive.

The zombies f course, would essentially ignore the machines, not being truely alive themselves, they provided no means to satiate their hunger.

Well, now with that little distraction going on, Decruda can get to real business, the reason why he was here in Aekea of all places in the first place.

As simply as he was clad, the man moved fast, travelling with the S-II hunters easily as they moved through the streets quickly, weaving through alleyways to the southern area of the city where smog blots out the sky from large processing plants and disposal factories. Here, they were safe.

Safe from what?

Wait for it...

The sound of gunfire started ripping through the still night air in the far distance, echoing off the tall buildings as the first of the city guards engaged the undead set roaming from the cemetary.

And while the city was put into a panick of undead attack, with no leader to strike at to stop it, the darkly clad man and the hunters upheaved a manhole and descended into the toxic depths below the city. Undead would be hardly affected by toxins unless they produced physical damage such as heavy corrosion. The leader of the group, simply cast a spell to protect himself from the waste. And on they went.

This was not a life harvesting raid; this was a raid on the illegal research and development facilities in the city which produced weapons and conducted biological and biomechanical research. Quite simply, they were going to steal information, weapons, and kill anything in their path. And there was not much in the world which could stop one such as Decruda now, not to mention Decruda with a group of his specially bred hunters.

"Nyo!" Shouted a deep voice from up above as a tall man about 6 feet tall landed on his feet after a three story drop. He was very musclar and was wearing a collar and blue jeans. He had deep blue eyes and wild semi long black hair.
"Never mind I think his collar should tell us and besides even he has a hard time renemebering it." Akemi replied.
"It's true I do." The man wearing the collar replied and then started to frown.
((There one thread away guess my hand slipped.))

"Uh, we thought you ment his name." Akemi replied.
"That's strange usually Cat's like me it comes with my proffesion. Well any way appearently my name is Hayate Nekokami. The latest in a long line of Cat Shaman." Hayate replied as if it was normal.
((Honestly I have so many characters sometimes I have to rename them and then there are those who haven't even got a name yet. This is the former. He wasn't originally named Hayate and didn't have a last name or history for the matter.))

"Any if your looking for the inn it's too your right!" He said while pointing to a huge gate that lead up a moutain it had it's own road and lead to a gigantic Japanese Style Mansion called "The Sakura Inn".

"No, you must come through the portal to my place so we can repay you." Tama looked kind of sad to see Lovissa go.

A small boy of 12 walked up from behind him carrying a metalic grey backpack and strange green tinted glasses. He was short for his age and had chocolate brown hair and Forest green eyes. He was wearing a white a swear shirt over a blue T-shirt with blue jeans and Tennis shoes.
"Hi Uncle Eric!" Tama said waving to the boy was the first child Tama's father's father had with his second wife. Eric nodded and didn't even ask about Lovissa.