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As the pack of werewolves hit their intended target, Tsukiko and Ryuu weaved in and out of the big brutes. Their increased agility compared to their foes quickly gave them an advantage. However they weren't as strong as the enemy werewolves, nowhere near, so they had to be careful. Quickly Ryuu lost sight of his old friend in the fray. The white haired man slid underneath one of the werewolves and jumped on it's large back, piercing it with his two blades, dragging the weapons down through the werewolf's back. As the beast fell, Ryuu removed the blades glancing around for Tsu. He spotted him just as the other man was punched square in the chest. Obviously he hadn't been quick enough. Tsukiko let out a cry of pain as he was thrown backwards by the force, rolling as he hit the floor. The dark-haired man was gasping for breath, writhing on the floor. Ryuu sprinted over, quickly using the same tactic he had used previously to dispatch the large beast, before tending to his friend.
"Bloody hell, always the first to get hit, huh?"
Ryuu asked as he dropped to his knees next to his friend, though he kept glancing around to make sure they weren't about to get stepped on or something. He saw Tsukiko give him a grin. Luckily his friend was a tough one.
"Always."
Tsukiko gripped his chest as he tried to sit up but whimpered and decided against it.
"oww..."
Ryuu grimaced before looking up into the sky. He could just make out the twins flying over-head. He waved an arm to signal to the youngsters.
"Down here!"

((orz I dunno ))

Takara grinned with a new found sadism when the indescribable roar erupted from within Tsukiko. She too released her own as she charged down the hill, albeit slightly higher pitched and not as powerful, but intimidating all the same. As she was near the front of the V, she manged to penetrate pretty far into the gaggle of creatures.

She collided with a female not far from her own age, the momentum sending the pair of them spinning to the ground. With her jaw around the base of the animals neck, Takara's paws pinned the female's shoulders to the ground before she twisted her head sharply and ended the situation. As Takara pulled her already bloody muzzle back and looked down at the victim, the expression of shock and horror and pain on the woman's face crumpled her resolve. Takara whined as she shed a tear for the dead one, and lifted her head, frantically looking around her. Many were dying, needlessly. Why did they battle?!

To her left, one of her own pack - a lithe brown male became still as he lunged at a creature, only to impale himself on the arm of said beast. On her right, several enemies were laying already dead. Takara howled sorrowfully, a short howl that merged to another painful whine. The wolf stood over the woman she killed, for how long she didn't know. The force of taking a life shook her body, the world becoming a blur.

That is, until an enemy rushed her. The tall smokey grey werewolf snarled as he charged towards her. Takara yelped as the charge connected with her square in the front, winding her and sending her flying into a wall. The werewolf cried out as she hit the wall, and lay at the bottom. No. Not yet.

She had fight in her.

Takara roared with rage now, the hit having knocked the guilt out of her, and powered towards the one who attacked her. Upon nearing the best, Gauru form emerged and threw a heavy punch upwards toward the muzzle. The head of the grey snapped backwards as the body fell to the floor. Takara didn't cry this time, instead...

A laugh passed her bloodied maw.

Aleksander grinned, swinging one of his elbows back into the head of one of the teleporters, giving a satisfying crunching noise and sending it sprawling.

"Right love, let's go."
He raised his revolver and leapt from the large concrete slab that'd served the pair as an arena for fighting the teleporters, which had more or less moved on from them. The ancient man sprinted down what was once a building, looking towards the battle, in which Tsukiko's army had managed to push through the Angelus front line.

Alek watched his wife for a moment before heading around to join a squad that was heading around in an attempt to outflank the enemy and breach the Angelus compound in order to sabotage key defenses. The squad was not made up of werewolves, as they lack somewhat in terms of stealth, but early 200 series BEH test subjects rescued from the corporation by Aleksander himself.

Ryuu looked up at the twins as they knelt down beside Tsu.
"The daft b*****d's got himself injured."
Tsukiko gave the twins a pained grin. He was gripping at his chest, he, most likely, had broken ribs.
" It's what I'm good at... Ah s**t."
Ryuu flicked his tail angrily. He stood, brandishing his dual swords, growling.
"Can you look after Tsu for me, kids? I've...got some people to kill."
With that the white-haired man turned on his heel. Tsukiko watched his friend leave. He didn't say anything as there wasn't anything he could have said to stop Ryuu from going. He shook his head, turning his face to look at the twins again a small smirk on his face.
"Do your worst, kiddo."

Tsukiko's head snapped up at the sound of his name & he pivoted to face the direction it had come from, blood splattering the area around him from the movement. Within seconds he'd taken in the situation & a mighty roar sounded from him as he charged towards Takara & the other male; while other enemies stood in his way, he barreled through them in his headlong charge towards his target to save her. When he was a few feet from the male he leapt into the air, colliding heavily with the black fighter & sending them both sprawling to the ground where they started scrapping furiously. Tsukiko had the advantage - he was larger, heavier & a more seasoned fighter - but the other creature was giving all it was worth. In the melee it was difficult to tell who was who, both had black fur & it was only the occasional flashes of his silver undercoat that showed which was the Alpha. Fur, flesh & blood was flying, staining the area around the two a deep red.

When the two brawlers parted & began to circle each other, the enemy wolf was looking worse for wear. It's left ear was hanging by a scrap of flesh, it's face had a large bite mark on the left cheek, there were deep gouges in it's chest & back & it didn't seem able to put weight on it's right leg. Tsukiko was a little better off, but not by much. His shoulders were covered in bite marks & he had a big gash across his left hip. Luckily for the Alpha, his wounds were healing, the other creature didn't have that luxury. Without warning the pure black fighter launched itself at Tsukiko, jaws wide & claws stretched before itself. Sidestepping the initial attack, Tsukiko grabbed his enemy as it careered past him, dragging it towards him so he could deliver a final, lethal bite to it's head. It was extremely lucky he did this, for the giant gun-wielding creatures had just started firing at this part of the group, bullets ripping through anything that stood in their way - including the male Tsukiko had hold of. It provided him with a meat shield, a bullet tearing through the creature's skull & finally ending it's sad existence.

Hearing Alek speak, Lilith looked over towards him as he took off towards the battle. She spread her wings & launched herself into the sky, quickly scanning the battle from her aerial vantage point. It was difficult to tell which side was winning, since most of the fighters were werewolves, but she hoped Tsukiko's forces were getting the upper hand. As she hung in the air she debated which part of the battle she should join..

With a low snarl Tsukiko watched as his fighters started to fall around him, feeling the impact of a bullet into the corpse he was still holding every now & again. He looked back towards Takara for a moment, knowing she was hurt but also knowing if he didn't do something about these things she'd be in even more danger. It was at this point that he noticed Lilith circling the battlefield & signaled her down - he knew she could protect Takara. Pushing forwards, the huge male started to make his way towards the freakish creatures - each one was a different amalgamation of things, while he'd originally thought they were mutated werewolves, that didn't seem to be the case, it was more they were a mixture of different creatures, molded together in order to hold the massive weapons they now bore. At first he walked slowly, but with purpose, after a while however, the werewolf started to run, still holding his meat shield in what would appear to be a suicide charge...

Lilith noticed Tsukiko signal her & immediately swooped down as he took off towards the hideous gun-wielding creatures. She watched him go for a while, before turning to Takara & placing herself over her so she could protect her. She smiled at the werewolf for a moment, trying not to think about how badly hurt the other girl was,
"I sure hope you heal as quick as werewolves are meant to hun, I'll be wanting you to have my back soon."

During the mass bloody execution (it couldn't be referred to a battle, as battles are fought by mere men), one young man with a scar on his left eye was becoming a little overwhelmed by it all. His name was JJ Rautalainen, and he had joined Tsukiko's army of werewolves some time ago, although in his blood-soaked history, this was possibly the worst fight he'd ever been involved in. These enemies were in a different league to his previous foes. JJ had a lot of experience in CQC in his short time as a warrior; the first weird thing about him was he was only 28 years old, and he had fifteen years of combat experience and survival under his belt, five of which were unaided by his lycanthropic side. The second was that he preferred to wield a giant customised sword that he had forged himself. Such an unnaturally large sword would usually only be seen in some sort of anime or on a trophy cabinet. This blade was no joke, however; 'Feral cutter' was it's name, and it was monstrously sharp. The front edge of the blade had been specially modified and lined with silver nitrate. Even JJ couldn't survive being cut by his own blade. That's the way he liked it, though; he was ultra-possessive.
The final weird thing about him was that unlike most of the wolves in Tsukiko's army, JJ was bitten at 18, by his would-be fiancee, Jane, or as he called her, 'Minx'. She was merely a memory to him now...

He sliced and diced his way through a few supposedly lesser Angelus werewolves, before encountering what appeared to be a commander. The grey wolf growled menacingly at him, but JJ was unphased. He undid his strap, which held his sword, dropping them both. He then removed his shirt as he didn't want to rip it, revealing another scar on his left shoulder. As he stared down the massive hulk of fur that challenged him, he briefly looked at the message he had written on the tape that was wrapped around his fist. It read, 'Do it for her.'

He smirked, and scratched at his tuft of a beard on his chin (It was similar to Rob Swire's beard from Pendulum, only slightly pointier).

"Alright then, let's make this interesting..."

He started to sprout fangs and claws, and fur covered his body. The only thing not torn by the transformation was the tape round his left hand and his baggy, black cargo trousers. What stood in the man's place was a brown-furred, yellow-eyed wolf-man, or Gauru, with the trademark scar. He huffed a response to the boistress enemy he encountered, and they both pounced toward each other...