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Anne pulls out her pistol and clears the stairwell. Then she heads up the stairs and continues up, checking every floor. At the 3rd floor she stops and sits by a window where the sun's beams are glaring in and yawns a little.

"Thanks Jesus. Bless you" She says to God then she walks into the third floor.

A demon walks out of a room in front of her and walks past her paying her no mind at all. Anne raises her eyebrow then shoots him as he enters the stairwell.

"I guess he figured a demon had me carrying this gun" she says to herself as she looks down the hall. She checks the room the demon had just left. There were three girls sleeping in a bed. Anne walked out of the room and closed the door. Then she stopped for a second to speak to Jehovah.

"Please send more warriors my Lord. These houses are falling down. These people can not see the evil of their ways. Please give Your children strength my Father. In Your name"

Anne continues down the hall.

Nathan made his way to the door, was about to open it when someone opened the door into his face sending him sprawling onto the floor.

"Owwwwwwwwwww...."

The door opened all the way and a figure stood in the door way. Nathan rolled back into a crouching position and pulled one of his Desert eagles, aimed and pulled the trigger.

*click*

"I never run out of ammo..."

He slumped to the floor readying himself for a royal beating.

((I dont think anyone would mind ^_^ ))

Anne walked down the hall and checked all the other rooms. Most of the rooms were empty and her friend was in none of them. Then she walked back down the stairwell and onto the first floor.

In a back corner she noticed a thick door, so she hoisted her pistol and kicked the door open. It popped open a little, letting in beams of sunlight. She leaned into the door and walked into the backyard. There was some dirt and a gate that separated all the buildings on the block. Anne walked up to the gate and surveyed the area, but she saw nothing of importance.

She started to think that maybe Nathan had left... maybe he had other things to take care of...

Just then she noticed a little boy on the streets. He was walking rather quick. She ran between the buildings and when she reached the street she scanned it... but the boy was gone. Anne winced and walked back up the stairs that led to the building.

((Yeh, I think we could really use some antags 3nodding ))

Male voice 1: "Where did the bugger go?!!" *The man, in his late 20s and of more than both medium build and height, spoke what they both thought at the moment.*
Female voice: "I don't... THERE! Across the courtyard!" *Younger than he by quite a few years, but old enough to have understood the importance and danger of the work she would have to undertake, she replied with haste.*
Male voice 1: "You're mine!"

-the whirr of the machine gun's auto-feed was cut out almost immediately as its triple-barrels discharged their 8.6 mm rounds at its target-

Male voice 1: "It's too fast!" *He admitted. It was hard for him to control the firing of the gun, let alone, track the swift moving creature.*
Female voice: "Keep firing, Perez!" *She said, as an afterthought, not doubting at all his abillity.*
Perez: "I know, I know!" *He squeezed the triggers, and tried to get a lead on the demon.*

-the shadow darted accross the debris littered ground, its leg's movement almost a blur as hundreds of rounds pelted the ground just a few feet behind it... in mere seconds of the dash, it had crossed the courtyard and underneath a fallen walkway... it was concealed, for the moment-

Perez: "Crap! These rounds won't penetrate that!" *He barked, in disgust, and slackened his grip on the gun triggers.*
Female voice: "Keep firing. I'll flush it out." *She spoke calmly, sure of her decision.*
Perez: "Kate! No! You don't have to-" *He began to despair.*
Kate: "Don't be silly." *Cutting him off, she did her best to smile, as she tossed a fragmentation grenade, carefully, in the air, and catching it flawlessly.*
Perez: "... Alright." *He nodded, and resumed fire around the entrance to the thing's cover.*

-Kate quickly ran up the ledge of the outpost, to the remains of the watchtower; a rubble topped pillar overlooking the stronghold. Having reached a proper height, she took a glance at Perez, and then where his rounds were landing, said a quick prayer, pulled the pin, and chucked the grenade as hard as she could toward, and slightly above, the opening underneath the bridge. She lost view of the explosive due to the night sky...-

-{KA-THUD}-

-She was rewarded with a large explosion, and plume of smoke trailing from underneath the fallen walkway; her grenade had flown true. Almost immediately, the slab of walkway, having been completely freed from its upper tier counterpart, fell; putting an end to the flames and smoke. As the smoke cleared, the blast area was revealed to be littered with rubble... but no signs of flesh. Still, Perez shouted a "YEEHAH! Vaporized!"... The rubble may have brought Perez joy, but it also concealed a broken through section of wall, just behind the collapsed slab... that if one were to follow through the gap, would lead back out onto the courtyard.-

Kate: "Did you see it... try to escape..?" *She panted, having just returned to their hold.*
Perez: "No... but nothing could survive that kind of blast... let alone a 20 ton, hand built walkway falling on it." *He replied, reassuringly.*
Kate: "I guess you're right... phew... all of that hassle over that one demon."
*She said, leaning back against the rockledge, her arms crossed.*
Perez: "I know... almost ran out of rounds... and that was your last grenade, right?" *He asked, taking a deep drink of his cantine.*
Kate: "Yeah..." *She replied, squeezing the bridge of her nose, at the eyes; still quite tense.*
Perez: "All because Mark's ensemble never made it back..." *He realized his mistake, bringing up their fallen comrade's name... he, Mark, was more than a comrade to Kate - they were to be married, right there in the outpost courtyard.*
Kate: "..."
Perez: "Kate... I'm sorry."
Kate: "..." *she looked at him then smiled* "Don't be... he's with our Father, now... and as are the rest of them."
Perez: "..." *He smiled back and nodded.*

-The two sat there, silently... the length of the day finally sinking in. Their campfire danced indignantly in the night, its flame casting odd shapes upon the wall... but flames, although their ambient light was useful, were not good for lighting the distance, without modification or amplification... perhaps that is why the two didn't notice the figure swiftly approaching their encamped-ledge. Perez yawned... but was interrupted by the screeching of twisting metal.-

Perez and Kate: "!!!" *They turn in the direction of the sound to see the machine gun, easily one ton in weight, fall off the ledge and seconds later, with a loud thud, hit the ground fifteen feet below.*
Perez: "Not the MG!" *He yelped, unbelievedly.*
Kate: "We need to GET OUT OF HERE!" *She pulled on his forearm, pleadingly.*

-As Kate spoke, a blur sped over the top of the ledge, soared above the two of them, and landed behind her; its back toward her. They turned toward it, in shock, not only that it had escaped death, but that it resembled no demon they'd ever slain before... although... the most predominate feature, the scarf that seemed to float in mid air, slightly resembled one of the higher level MD Demons; as for the rest of the creature, it stood at roughly six and a half feet tall; every inch of it was covered with an armor over cloth pattern... the armor appeared old, thick, and battered; that aside, it still had its shine, as the humans' flame reflected off of it; the cloth, however, appeared only impurified by age; not a scratch was to be seen... its gauntlets were strangely crafted, as if a mixture of the metal that covered the rest of its body... and of the fabric of its scarf... the clawed fingers seemed petrified, frozen in place; they appeared to be metal, all the way through, without joints... before they could study it more, the back of it at least, it turned around, and faced them. There... they saw that the scarf covered most of its face, save its eyes... eyes which were further concealed with an armor trimmed black hat... but eyes that were still quite noticable... eyes that lacked pupils, irises, or emotion. The creature lifted its right arm slightly, then jerked it; the instant its arm spasmed, its right hand shifted forms, as if it were melting, then being hammered by an unseen blacksmith; lengthening, defining, and becoming less like a hand, and more like... a sword.-

Perez: *He pushed Kate aside* "Get out of here!"

-The creature moved like liquid, its feet making no sound... odd for all the armor it boasted... reaching Perez as he finished speaking, thrusting its right arm through his chest, and hefting him up into the air... letting gravity torture the man.-

Kate: "!!!" *Kate tried to scream, but couldn't... she slowly backed up... Perez's words echoing through her mind... finally, she turned around and took her first step to run... but something caught her standing leg's ankle; she quickly turned to see that its scarf had wrapped around her ankle. She felt gravity reverse, as she was lifted, and held upside down by the cloth... which seemed strangely alive. She saw it pull back its right arm, preparing to swipe, and she prayed: God... Perez... Mark... I'll be with you, soon.*

-Having finished off the last Demon Hunter, he threw her corpse unceremoniously onto the ground. His task was complete... in this sector, at least; Hunters had been appearing like wildfire, slaying his demon brethren. Lucifer was furious; his tactics were being proven a joke... temptation wouldn't work on these lot of God abiding warriors; yet, that message didn't seem to sink into the minds of the lower level demons, who would ignore the warnings and treat their wouldbe killers as they would any other human... because of their meddling, Lucifer had loosed several Hunter Slayers... those that were once of the greatest and righteous of warriors, but had faltered, fallen into Satan's grasp, and not entered the kingdom of Heaven, but instead fell into hell, where they were forced to do the serpent's will... this Hunter Slayer's name, that is, which the king of evil cursed him with, was Cetanu... and, according to recent rumours from his brethren deeper in the city, there were more Demon Hunters to slay...-

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((Thanks xP... I hope it wasn't too graphic, or my character's abilities too phenomenal... basically, below is an a rough overview of my character:

RP Name: real name is unknown, currently, otherwise referred to as Cetanu
Race: unknown, but is allied with the demons
Age: unknown
Looks: biped, six and a half feet tall, heavily armored from head to toe, and complimented with a seemingly 'living' scarf that resembles a high level MD Demon
Power: Hands of Tartarus - really are more like gauntlets, made of an unknown superdense, demagnetized, non-conductive, 'living', reshaping metal that can convert to blades of varying lengths as well as back to claw form - fully posable(description incomplete - there is more to this item, but shall be seen in upcoming bouts); an amazing amount of agility, especially for all the armor he carries; stealth - he makes almost no sound when walking, again, odd for all the armor, which suggests he has a great deal of strength as well;Faith Detection - an ability belonging to Lucifer's Hunter Slayers; depending upon how strongly one believes in God or the devil, they emit an aura - red for demonic beliefs and white for Godly beliefs.
Weapon of choice: Hands of Tartarus - melee is his specialty
Weakness: unknown, currently))

RP Name: Mystic Fang
Race: Demon
Age: 16
Looks: In his human-ish form, he is a tall, brown haired, blue eyed, and white skin. He wears a white torn tanktop and black cargo pants, with black gloves and a black headband. In his werewolf form, he is a half wolf creature with black fur and acid green eyes.
Power: Possession, manipulation, enhancement of others, speed and accuracy. MD/ST type powers
Weapon of choice: His preferred weapon is a human vessel, which he will make a werewolf and use them to defeat his opponents. Otherwise, if he is summoned to reality, he will use any weapon at his disposal.
Weakness: His major weakness is fortitude. Just as he manipulates others he is also easy to manipulate.