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The man tried catching the tentacle, but was thrown hard against a tombstone, cracking it in half. "Well then" He let out, slowly getting up form the small rubble. "Isn't this going to be interesting?" he asked the absent minded creature, that was already charging at him.

Guess started chanting a few words, a katana materialising in his right hand, and a fire spell preparing itself in his left palm. The beast was now just a few inches away, but The mysterious being cut off the zombie's tentacle, it's green blood splashing about.

The green liquid was accompanied by little spores, capable of touching any organic matter and turning into some mutant. No matter to the stranger though, his fire spell quickly shot out and burned the spores that went his way. Saddly, those that did not get incinerated, went on the tree, wich would slowly turn into some kind of unearthly plant.

"N-nothing," Cerise managed shakily. As she trembled, the mug she had flown in from the kitchen shook as well. "Just a nightmare is all."

She dropped her eyes to her bare feet, lest she betray fear. Actually, her feet had apparently turned into blocks of ice. The hardwood floors were freezing.

She opened her mouth to speak. A small squeak came forth. She raised a pale hand, letting the fingers rest on her neck. "Where are Mimi and Guess...?" A hint of nervousness crept into her words. With baited breath, she waited for the answer she already knew.

(( ah, s**t, I forgot all about this.. stupid games..comic strips.. people.. ))

"They went to the graveyard to look for Midi... " She said quietly, fighting back the strong shiver that wanted to roll down her spine. "Come on, lets get you warmed up.... we don't want you catching a cold."

-Mimi simply gave the ethereal being known as Guess a strange look. She didn't know what was wrong, or how things had gotten so out of hand but he was right. She had to go warn the others. Besides, the werewolves had gotten infected and the last thing she wanted was to become one of them.- Right...

-Cursing underneath her breath, she jumped down the roof and sprinted toward the hotel, her features catching on a more felinesque appearance. By the time she reached the hotel, Mimi was a lot more cat than human, but not entirely feline.

When she tried to speak, her voice was low, raspy and her words sounded more like growling than anything else.- Don't leave... its dangerous out there.

-Ah, and now it was apperant why the Bagheera dressed so.. .provocatively. A tubetop or a spaghetti strap didn't rip as much as say... a t-shirt. No wonder Mimi's wordrobe had taken a makeover.- There's a slight Zombie problem in the cemetary... and Midori isn't here... and hasn't been here for a while.

"Oh no, oh no!" Cerise shrieked. "I knew it. I should've seen it sooner... Do you even know what's out there? And Midi?" The redhead paused a moment, trying to recall exactly who that was. "Oh, Midori... I didn't know her, I don't think. But I heard a little about her. Why are they looking for...? Never mind!"

She shook her head and turned from Eliza. She moved soundlessly across the lobby--a pretty amazing feat, all things considered--and practically glided up the stairs. Luckily, she'd left her door ajar, saving herself the trouble of unlocking it. But in her rush, she'd missed Mimi's re-entrance into the hotel.

Cerise emerged less than five minutes later, halfway dressed. Her night dress still rested on her upper body, but it was carefully covered by an ankle-length black sweater fastened to her chest with a button. She sported a thigh-high pair of white socks--and no shoes.

At the top of the stairs, she called over the railing, "Heeey!" She waved to Mimi, having sensed the woman's aura from her room. Much relieved, Cerise slid leisurely down the banister.

She padded across the lobby, grinning lightheartedly. "I was sooo worried! There were monsters out there, weren't there? I'm so glad you came back! I was about to have to go running out there!"

{Oh my gosh! I have sooo forgotten to keep posting! >.< Bad Hana!
EDIT: It seems like the brighter my avatar gets, the darker yours gets, Angelic. >.<}

(( chu no loff mi ))

-Mimi nodded faintly, ears flat against her skull- Midi's gone. And has been for a while, obviously. The seals in the place are deteriorating... what's worse, is that yes, there are monsters. There have always been ethereal beings in this place but the ones Guess is fighting out there do not belong here.

If we dont' do something soon... the Hyde is as good as gone. -At this the girl mumbled something under her breath and glanced over her shoulder past the glass doors. Yes, those things weren't normal. They were more alive and dangerous than the specters or ghosts that walked around the Hyde. The wolves... something had happened to them.-

Close-range combat isn't the way to deal with them. -Unfortunately, that was what the Lycanthrope had specialized in. Hand to hand and close-quarter assassinations were the things she did exceptionally well. -

"Whoa! That is sooo not cool!" Cerise shrieked by way of reply. There were probably about a thousand more intelligent words she could have said, but frankly, hers were a perfect summary of her feelings.

"Lemme get... Oh my gosh, I'm not wearing shoes.... I'll be right back! Don't leave without me! I want to help!"

With that, she ran...or rather slid across the lobby floor on socked feet and then padded up the stairs. Even before she reached the entrance of her room, she had set up an outfit to change into. Once inside, there was only the matter of quickly changing and then finding her weapon...

Cerise emerged five minutes later, this time fully dressed. A pink, long-sleeved shirt was now visibly through her buttoned sweater. Beneath, she had a pair of black shorts. Her feet now sported a pair of pink sneakers as well as her socks.

She rushed towards the stairs, her baton floating behind her and took a seat on the banister. Even an urgent situation didn't make using the elevator necessary. However, in her frenzy, she landed in a heap at the bottom of the rail. Her baton followed moments later, smacking her over the head.

"Ouchie!" Cerise stood quickly, rubbing the back of her head and grinning despite herself. Head spinning, she dizzily closed returned to Mimi and Eliza's position.

"Ok, ok! Ready! I don't know if I can fight or not, but I can sure heal!" she exclaimed excitedly, eager to do her part. Apparently, it had never occurred to Cerise to use her telekinetic skills in combat.

Just moments before, back at the hotel:
"Mama.." A warped voice would sweep in with a gust of wind, but not a figure in sight. What was this voice? It was strangly familer, wasn't it? "Mama.." There it was again! That.. Seemingly computer generated voice, disturbing even the manliest of men. "I dropped the candy, mama." It would continue on, the voice of the so called child warped, disturbed, and for the most part, impossible to understand..

A humming would then begin as what would appear to be a portal opened atop the hotel's roof, the strong winds whirling around the building, to the point of one being able to feel the building sway on the upper levels. As if the thin wall which seperated this world from the 'next' ripped open, one could clearly see Hell inside of this hole as the bleeding portal leaked black liquid down the hotel walls..

And up from this hole would rise a figure, standing atop a red demon's hand. As the dark wind continued to swirl, long locks of crimson were tossed into the air. ..He was familer, wasn't he?

"Mama? Can I have another, please? Mama!" Those long silky bangs were moved away from the pale face to reveal.. Wasn't this Hakan? No, most certainly not, this was just some average Hell-punk.. Right!? Right!??!

An insane grin, one white eye and one red.. Long fangs and slitted pupils. There was no way this was Hakan! But.. The age was right, the build was right, the over all.. 'make' of the face was right. However, this was not Hakan, at least not the Hakan-persona everyone once knew. Now, this was Akatsuki, more commonly known as Maikubi, the three headed demon.

With a black bowlers hat atop his head, and a long scythe in his right head, the blade could be seen just over his opposite shoulder, the blunt of the blade decorated with rubies and skulls. Those multi-colored eyes would eventually scan around the park, staring down each of the spirits. "No wonder they sent me here.." That velvety voice would coo. "There's alot of toys here.." And forth would come a childish giggle. Youth, the scariest, most intimidating things.

It would seem that the 'child's voice from before was coming from a pair of headphones and was actually still crying out for 'Mama.' However, as the voie croaked once more, it would eventually fade away. A child
's death? No, this was just.. [KR]Cube, from the popular visual kei band, Dir en grey.

As this.. Maikubi stood atop the building, his eyes would focus upon a living group of people and.. A cluster of souls, was it? More importantly, they were doing something that looked like fun. Fighting zombies, were they? Crouching down, Akatsuki would watch with interest, taking in what was going on.. From what he understood, the zombies were abnormal, not Hell's typical toys. Instead, they were.. Like a disease weren't they? They infected almost everything. He was surprised the ground wasn't living, trying to devour the bodies of those fighting bravely.

That meant.. The only way to destroy the zombies would be to evaporate like water, ne?

Currently:

By now, [KR]Cube ended, however a much more facinating song had started. Akatsuki was becoming bored with just watching, things would be more interesting if he jumped in. There for, as the introductory scream of the song Saku raored, those large black wings would flare out, and soon.. Maikubi took to the air! As if he were a sniper, and the scythe his bullet, he simply.. Threw the weapon, perhaps recklessly. But, he was confident he was the best, period. Unlike Hakan, he didn't need to prove it. He.. Knew.

The sound of the large bladed weapon cutting through the air could be heard as the black and silver object whirled through the air, Akatsuki traveling not very far behind, his hands blurring, and forming various 'seals.' A popular ninja technique.

The sound of the blade entering the flesh of a zombie could be heard, and the monster couldn't help but look down at the skulls. Shock? Green ( ? ) blood oozing out. Shortly after, Hakan too landed with his hands landing on the black pole of the scythe his cheeks puffing out. What was he up to?

The momentum of his movements carried both him and the zombie on, skid marks obvious the ground. That was Hakan for you, able to battle amazingly even with 6 inch platforms. As he and his partner danced on to the rhythm of battle, they spun, and eventually the zombie would be lifted off the ground.

Woosh! It was thrown into the air, and as it began to fall back down, a great flame erupted, but from where? As if Hakan were a dragon, or somethign which breathed fire, his hand would be held up yo his mouth as if it held a match, or something of that sort. The flame raored greatly, like a tiger, over powering the shrieking zombie as it burned to death, causing it to die again, in a way.

Maikubi didn't stop at just burning the zombie to dust, of no.. As the white flame was cut off, Maikubi would blech, and.. There was nothing left. Not even ashes blowing in the wind. With his free hand, the.. Demon simply caught his weapon as it fell.

][Sorry, I had to cut this short. Mom's forcing me to go watch the super bowl. -huff-][