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The little car Sam had hotwired sputtered. It hadn't had much fuel left when she kicked it on, and the power was off, so she couldn't refuel. It didn't matter, though, she got where she wanted to go. The fire and police stations were within spitting distance of each other, and the power plant was only a couple blocks away.

The electronic lock hissed as a drone shot it, and Sam rolled open the garage. "Hell-lo, darlin'!" Not a single thing had been touched although there were corpses. Men in uniform, Although their blue was stained purple. They hadn't had a chance to get to their weapons before the pests attacked.

Another shot popped open the key cage, and Sam began rifling through the motorcycles. "White and blue, red and blue, white and red, blue with red lights, red with blue lights. Jesus, have y'all never heard of black? Damn, cops suck." And then she basically tripped on the black motorcycle. "Lovely."

She heard a squeaking sound followed by the pew of the drone shooting. She turned to see a barbecued rat and a hole in the wall. "Dumbass," she muttered shaking her head as she began stripping vehicles of useful parts.

"Armor, yep. Dials and doodads, yep. GPS, sure, why not? Radio, maybe. Mounted gun, later. Encrypted satellite uplink? Why would that even be in a squad car? Oh, that's not a clean search history. Coming with me," and so on, until she'd amassed a SWAT van full of parts and a motorcycle. Satisfied with herself, she hopped in the driver's seat and turned the key in the ignition. As the engine rumbled to life, she watched a fat pest crawl down the windshield, gorged on the corpses of Virginia's finest.

"Dumbass," she muttered. Pew!
 
Owl is not convinced she replies to Deston. "circumstances? What circumstance warranted your command to murder these civilians then if not to shut them up in the event of our failer? Please do enlighten me commander."
 
Kotsu looked at Owl, placing a hand on her shoulder. "I talked to Denton when I was enraged. I took care of it. For now, it was justified. Let it go. I'll talk to him when we get back to base." He said, a serious look in his eyes.
 
Owl raises her hands innocently. "I just didn't want a fight to break out between allies we don't want to loose anyone else"

She stares at him curiously, he was a monster yes, and yet he showed more humanity in this moment then any of them. Even her.
Was it all an act? was he truly so soft hearted? someone who killed his own siblings? Her disgust for him turns to curiosity and she mind delves him once more looking for the truth to his nature.

Kotsu feels memories welling from inside his head, and realizes now for the second time that Owl was reaching into his mind. "You should ask permission before you do this type of thing, you know." Kotsu said, staring up in the sky from a dumpster in his own memory, staring in no direction in particular, but knowing Owl was there somewhere. It was a memory of him seeing the news about how his hometown was desolated and he was thirsty for blood and hungry, with chapped lips, sun exposed from being in a dumpster for a few days. Kotsu stole his way into a hospital after a nurse went out for a smoke, greeting her as if he were a drunken hobo, and accidentally grabbing at her leg to swipe her key card. "Her blood smells sooooo good... But I can't. I made a promise to protect people and not hurt them." Licking his lips, he stole his way into the hospital, using his nose to locate the blood supply packs locked behind a refrigerator, which he simply broke the lock off of until he finally felt himself returning to his senses. He stole a change of clothes from a dead person's belongings so that he wouldn't smell like filth. The dead wouldn't need clothes anyway.
Kotsu made his way back to his hometown, two blood packs in a jacket pocket each, and one in the inner pocket of his jacket. "Three reserves. I'll always go back for more if I need it. Or just feed on some rats or deer." Kotsu said, pulling a cigarette out of the pants pocket and a book of matches, taking a slow long drag off of the heavy tabacco filled stick full of nicotine. "I haven't smoked in forever. But this beats smelling everyone's blood. Hearing their pulses." He rubbed his temples, clearing his thoughts and tried to jog through the woods to break from any trail that a police officer might be following.

Kotsu crashed into a tree that was some distance away, knocking the wind out of him more in surprise as his face didn't hurt, but also because the tree was roughly 100 feet away from him. He had only started to jog, though, wasn't he? Was he hallucinating or did he lose sense of depth perception? He tried a light jog again, while taking caution to notice his surroundings, the whipping of the wind, the chirp of insects, even the sound of worms burrowing into the ground. Deer running from miles away. The scent of their blood and even the sound of ticks scurrying along their fur. He made it to his town within a measly hour.
Kotsu was shocked and clicked his heels together in a child-like manner. "I'M AWESOME!" He said to nobody in particular. The scent of blood was overwhelming and he remembered that he had to see if his family was hiding in the basement and were safe.
Kotsu's stomach growled loudly with the smell of blood increasing as he entered his old home, stopping as he entered the house with the door off it's hinges. Kotsu turned his head and body to leave, but his body wouldn't let him. He had to relive it again. He smelled the blood before he walked into the living room, and upon entering saw his siblings, the gore before him, the hot tears streaming down his eyes, warming his cold flesh in the worst way imaginable, him throwing up the blood packs he consumed earlier as he felt his stomach growling for the gore before him, sickening him to his core.

Owl appears, materializing in front of his dead siblings blocking his view of them. In the mental realm owl was wearing the clothes of her child hood, a long yellow summer dress with none of the weapons and gadgets she had on her in real life. She staring at him shocked, alarmed, fearful.

"You know I'm doing this? how? My magic, your aren't supposed to know, your aren't supposed to even be aware that I'm in here."

Kotsu giggled, sadly. Still able to smell the gore, still able to feel his very real hunger. "You think I like remembering this stuff? I try not to think at all. About anything. I try not to remember anything, so when I start to remember stuff, especially stuff like this and not anything like helping in the medical wing with people who have been poisoned or injured? It raises a red flag." Kotsu stared up at Owl, tears streaking his face, sniffling hard to prevent himself from having snot come from his nose to stay somewhat composed. "I didn't ask to be this monster. I was an apothecarist. I helped people before I become infected with this poison. This... Curse..." Kotsu said, holding his arms out as if he were crucifying himself for what he had become unwillingly and with little to no recollection. "That won't stop me from helping anybody. Be them human, vampire, or even cyborg." Kotsu said, regarding Sam. Outside in the real world, he had started to cry silently. Tears streaking down his face while he breathed calmly. He looked at Owl through his memory, "I like the dress though." He said, chuckling a bit. "It's uh, not something you'd be wearing in this circumstance normally."

Owl looks behind them to the body of his siblings and frowns. She changes the scenery with her mental magic whisking the blood soaked memory away and replacing it with a sunny little villiage on the plains of Africa. There was a small but cozy house sitting between two tall trees. Three small children are playing in the front yard, her siblings. They were poor with dirt smudged faces, but happy, they had found a old holo-vid and were half playing half fighting over it.

Owls mother was sitting by the door heavy with another child chatting with her husband a tall dark man with a rich kind voice.

"This dress is what I wore when I stilled lived here in New Nigeria. Before I was... kidnapped. When I am in the mental realm it it always appears on me. Try as I might I can't get rid of it, guess it means I still miss home." She looks down at him, then puts a soft hand on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry I caused you pain it was not my intention I, I'm on a mission. I'm trying to protect people. Protect this." She gestures to her peaceful home bathed in the light of the setting sun, a cobble of small homes and cozy huts filled with simple village folk cooking, cleaning laughing.

"I have reason to believe the Maniacles may not be trust worthy so I am, spying on them. And their soldiers, that's why I've been going into your brain."

Kotsu marveled at the beautiful scenery around him, taking it all in. "This is beautiful..." He said, smiling wide. He got up, stifling his sniffles, and wiping away his tears with his hands and putting his hands and arms behind his head. "Well, if you wanna know anything, for the most part, I'm kind of an open book. But beside what just happened? The Maniacles have always looked out for me. Gave me free... Food, if you can call it that. Gave me a place to still practice where I can see the smiling faces of my recovering allies as they feel better day by day, and they let me have an outlet on occasion when I can kill Pests. I've got my own reasons for being with them too. Using resources they supply me with to discover who gave me this curse." Kotsu watched the kids playing and fighting with the holo-vid. He noticed that they were poor and had dirt smudged faces. Upon instinct, he tried to walk over and wipe the dirt off, only to have his hand go through their small face. He smiled again, sadly. "Huh, guess I still haven't gotten used to that. No matter what I touch it seems to slip through my hands..." He said quietly. Kotsu turned back to Owl. "After I buy graves for those lost in this mission, I'm gonna hand you some money to send back to your family. Make sure they get some hot meals and some hot showers and toys, okay?" Kotsu said, smiling widely, a genuine smile that showed his fangs.

Owl smiles. "You're very sweet, I was wrong about you." Suddenly she looks up, the sky was starting to fade to black, and the children were dimming. Kotsu subconscious was starting to reassert it's self. Owls eyes glow a bright blue as she pours more of her magic into keeping her presence in his mind, but it was only a of time.

"I'm afraid kotsu that your offer isn't possible though, this village and the surrounding area fell into civil war many years ago. I do not know what has become of my family as my father was...forced to sell me to raiders in order to provide food for my siblings. I haven't seen them in ten years I do not know if they live or not."

The memory begins to falter once again, this time the children disappear, and a raging dust storm starts to swallow the outer houses turning them into nothing. Owl stumbles suddenly looking weak clearly struggling to keep the memory scape functioning, she didn't want this to end, it was nice having someone to talk to unguarded, but her magic was beginning to run out.

Kotsu goes to catch Owl, "Hey, hey, you aren't lookin' so good. And normally I wouldn't say that to a lady. Let's talk later in my quarters or somethin'. I'd rather you have a place where you can recover if you exhaust yourself. We gotta remember what's outside of this all, okay? I wanna make sure you're safe. Just, rest on a pew for now. We still have to deal with the Queen. I have some hairspray IED's. I have 5. Take 2 or 3. To make sure you can just fire a gun to limit you wearing yourself more thin. That Brick fellow will be firing at the Queen anyway, so he's bound to hit them too." Kotsu said smiling at her. "I appreciate you calling me sweet, but I don't eat a lot of candy anymore." He said with a chuckle. "C'mon. Let's get back to the real world for now."

She looks up at him smiling weakly. "Sorry, I just had to say this, please don't tell anyone about my abilities alright? It is imperative this remain our secret." She takes his hands into her.

"promise me!"

The world erodes away until it's just the two of them standing on a crumbling circle of earth floating in a black nothingness, kept there by the very last threads of her magic.

Kotsu nods, "Yeah, you got it." He smiled at her. "Just no more arguing with the captain for now either let's get through this and I'll talk to him. I told him I would."

Owl nods relief coming over her face, she lets go of the dream and her hand drifts from his fading into mist. Kotsu falls plunging into the black and landing back into the real world. Though they had spoken for a while in his mind, in real time only a second had passed.

Owl steps back from him hiding how truly exhausted she was and huffs. "Fine, I'll trust our dear leader for now. Come on, we have a queen to kill"
 
Kotsu smiled at Owl, "Thanks. Now take these," he said, handing Owl 3 IEDs made from the hairspray canisters. "They'll come in handy to give the Queen a royal snack."
 
"No! What the fuck?!" John yelled "So we're just going to act like we didn't just kill the people we needed to save?"

John hadn't done more than have his pleads for Morgan to stop be drowned out with gunfire, but he felt guilt regardless.

"No, I'm not going to where we will probably kill more people!"

But what John didn't notice; what nobody seemed to notice, was the fat, filthy Pest larvae slithering up behind him.

"I'm fucking out of he-AHH!"

It leaped onto his back and bit its rows of razor sharp teeth into the back of his neck, and it only got worse from there. In spite of John's strength, he wasn't fast enough to use it in time.

The fat thing became a lump in John's back as it burrowed, and then his head whipped back and his back arched that way, as if involuntarily. The church filled with his scream, or some scream. It sounded less like him, or even a human, the longer it went on. It sounded like multiple voices crossed between animals and machines.

And it was downhill from there. The bones in his arms snapped, then more tissue grew in between fractures as they stretched out longer. Sharp, skinless bones tore through the skin of his back, then they too snapped to mimic the arms, some long and some short. This horrific thing that was once John then fell back, the fall broken by several of the arms as his mouth opened far to big, his jaw too eventually snapping as his mouth ripped as well as his cheeks. Then small sharp teeth sprouted from the resulting opening in a perfect circle. The monster stood on many new arms like a centipede and his torso ripped open at the waist to allow the spine to stretch. His organs were discarded in the process. Blood spilled everywhere throughout the transformation, as John's horrified eyes remained in tact, hinting he might still be aware while this was happening.

Several eyes, inhuman eyes, opened along the torso and the new arms. Focused on the mission and having experiences what was happening before, Eddie began shooting at the new limbs before several of them reached out and ran right through him. The arms now pierced through his chest and stomach then out his back, the creature ripped Eddie right in half, freeing his guts and organs onto the ground and spraying Owl and Kotsu with blood. The arms then whipped around, hitting Vivi and tearing at Quentin. Lightning quick, just like the bug it resembled, the monster dashed onto the ceiling above Carmille, and a sticky tentacles shot out to grab her head and tear it off. Dark green bile of some kind also rained down from the creatures mouth, which smelled like disease ridden excrement.
 
Kotsu didn't waste any time snapping into action, he whipped two of the IED hairspray canisters onto the middle of the tentacle holding onto Carmille's head, dashing past the green bile to pick up John's gun and fire at the canisters to blow up the tentacles and ensure Carmille's safety, Kotsu summoned his whips and used them to propel himself toward the new amalgamation before him, slicing at anything that lunged at him or it's limbs while moving myself in a slight gyro formation using myself like a pingpong ball to build up momentum from springing between the support beams of the church at supersonic speed. Kotsu knew he was getting hungry and would have to use his last blood pack to have the strength to finish this fight.

Looking back on what Kotsu had to witness once more, his siblings and all that bloodshed, he was hungry again. He wouldn't trust the Captain on his mention of the Pest Blood being resistant, but he would take samples of this specimen to bring it to the labs to test in a way to help our combat against the pests.
 
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The creature ate a face full of explosion and retreated it's tongue promptly but instead of attacking Kotsu, it scurried around the room to a corner furthest from the door. One of John's eyes rolled out of the eye dangling from the optic nerve. This whole action was intentional; the monster was smarter than it seemed.

It was to lure the mercenaries attention away from the door, allowing more Pest larvae to enter. The lower half of Eddies body stood up, then more appendages grew backwards and onto the ground, mimicking another pair of legs. Then viscera rose out of the top, twisting and growing into more spike shaped appendages. It looked like mere meat and blood, but this new tissue was hard as steel. It bum rushed Kotsu.
 
What?
Carmille felt her neck about to be snapped by the anomaly.
It's aiming for the brain, not good! Thought as she desperately tried to detach the limbs of the beast.
And her head would be no longer part of her body were not by the intervention of Kotsu.

She fell on her knees gasping.
That's the second time he saved. Her pride had been wounded so many times that day.

"You won't get away, I wonder how does that blood of you taste like "

Carmille's arm deformed and took the form of a spike ball held by a chain, a morning star, however the chain was extra large enough to cover the room, and that's exactly what she was looking form.
She raised her arm, now a chained weapon and spin it at an enormous supernatural speed, creating a whirlwind that covered the entire room, attempting to catch the fast creature. Her attack was merciless, she didn't mind if someone else was caught by the spinning mace
 
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Kotsu ran toward Carmille, guiding the new Pest mutation toward her, knowing she was going to use a reckless attack like before, when she hurt herself by raining blood or had exploded with weapons. It hurt her to some degree, or at least weakened her. But she had refueled. Kotsu would need to as well.

Kotsu ducked underneath the swinging attack, while using his lightening fast reflexes to drain his last blood pack. He'd need all his strength to keep fighting to his fullest extent. Draining the delicious liquid, draining every last drop into his mouth, he felt his strength returning to him. He would need all of his strength and speed to deal with a new threat and see what it could do and how much damage it could take. Hopefully Carmille would prove to be thankful for the save as well and wouldn't try to pick a fight with him next.
 
The monster caught Carmille's wrecking ball right in...John's face, and with a crack it flew off the wall and onto the ground on it's stomach. Meanwhile, the spiked abomination of Eddie's remains rushed spikeball side first into Carmille's ribs.

Blood magic could easily take care of both, but the only blood mage in the room was Morgan and she had used it recently to clear Pests. Something of that magnitude took a lot of mental energy from a mage. Morgan's thoughts were all over the place and she was already becoming drowsy. She didn't dare attempt it lest it go wrong and one of her allies' ribs implode on themselves.

She knew the only way to stop a human Pest abomination like this was to fully dismember and thus make them harmless, so she opened fire on the joints of the John centipede thing, leaving it limping with it's many legs as it tried to crawl around.
 
Carmille felt the impact, oh she did. If her body still contained bones she would feel each single one being cracked by he impact. The creature's attack was heavy. Her body propelled against the wall. But, she was a vampire, high levels of pain was something she was used to.
And also.... the chain of the mace was still a part of her body, the mace itself lost its hardness and became a viscous blood which stick onto the head; as Carmille was propelled so was the mace and the head held onto it.
Both cracked heavily on the wall and Carmille approached that instant, she used her free hand curled into a spiky fist and punched the head with all her strength hoping to pulverize it
 
The head smashed like a watermelon, but this didn't stop the centipede monster. Didn't even visibly hurt it. It was no longer the most imminent threat, as its limbs had been shot to shit and it could only drag on the floor towards the mercenaries. Pathetic.

The real problem was the spike ball, which next ran head first for Brick then turned around running for Carmille.
 
Amatsa was actually kinda freaked out what happened to John watching a person get fully infected and changed as everyone started to kill it as she saw the spike ball and everything she would risk it and try and touch the being rushing for it before it hit Carmille to try and change the spike ball from 3d to 2d before it fully struck. She would rush over to it quickly as it was a threat unlike the centipede. She would leap and tried to touch it before it struck Carmille again. TheAdept TheAdept
 
Quentin changed his battle stance as he prepared to fight but wasn't quite fast enough. He took the full force of the arms that were swinging towards him as they sliced through his skin and threw him back into a wall. The force of the impact was enough to render him unconscious. Falling over, he began bleeding.
 
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Aria thought the place was too small. Just looking at Carmille's blood spiky ball swinging all around like that made her unconsciously step back to avoid getting hit by it. She looked at the door only to found several other larvaes trying to crawl their way.

"The door!!" She yelled a warning and pointed at the door. Did they got surrounded by bugs, again?? No way. After seeing how that larvae turned one of them into something that hideous, Aria didn't felt compelled to fight them at close range with her batons.

Weapon, she need weapon that has more range, but this was a church. There's only benches, candlestands, the altar and... Ah, a cross behind it. It was a 2,5 meters sturdy wooden cross made for the church's ornament. Aria muttered a brief apology before pulling it out from the wall and held it over her shoulder like an oversized axe.

Leaping from behind the altar, she swung the giant cross and drive it into one of the bench, sending the bench flying towards the crawling larvaes. Not enough. She swung the cross for the second time, then another swing, and another one. Bombarding the larvaes with flying church's benches.
 
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Kotsu had taken the time to observe the situation at hand, the creature crawling compared to the spike filled ball that was occupied by Amatsa and Carmille.
The limbs... Without the limbs, they don't function as well.
Quentin went flying, smashing hard against a wall, and Kotsu had to dodge out of the way of a church pew as Aria threw them at the door to swerve the incoming swarm. "Oh fuck." Kotsu said, he ran towards the past, swatting at them and coupling his speed with his whips to create a gyro similar to a force field that would slice up the pests as he traveled toward them and toward the door.
If I yank on the door frame and collapse it, we could halt the flow. We'll need to rely on Sam for support from the outside to get us back out though.
Kotsu cleared the fat pests from the entrance as they weren't very agile in nature as they would normally be for someone unlike him. "I suppose this curse can be a gift..." He muttered, heading out the door and stretching his whips to clear the front of the church in wide vicinity to give him some time to work with. Kotsu headed back into the church and stayed at the door, kicking pews toward the door into each other for more debris support.
Please hold, please hold, please hold.
Kotsu dug his whips into the door frame of the entrance of the church and proceeded to yank on it with all of his strength to collapse the entrance and stop any Pests from entering and crushing some of the few that were trying to enter as he was pulling the entrance down. Kotsu yelled into his earpiece.
"Yeah, Sam?" Kotsu said. "John got infected and became something crazy, Quentin just took a heavy hit, Eddie is a spiked ball, and we have Pests that are trying to crawl inside of here! I'm collapsing the entrance to limit this problem to be able to handle the others at hand so please, if you can help us or ask Denton for support and explain the situation, I'd greatly appreciate it!" Kotsu said the last part with emphasis.

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"Yeah, Sam?" Kotsu said, "John got infected and became something ~-~-~-~-~-, Quentin just ~-~-~-~-~- heavy hit, Eddie is a spiked ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~- have Pests that are trying to crawl inside of here! I'm collapsing the ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~- to limit this problem to be able to handle the ~-~-~-~-~-~- at hand so please, if you can help us or ask Denton for ~-~-~-~-~-~-plain the situation, I'd greatly appreciate it!" Whatever was in the walls of the plant, it was messing with the signal from the earpieces.

Sam sighed as she disconnected a powercell from the core of the facility. "I'll be there in a bit," she said over the earpiece before contacting Denton. "The bug bitch got John and Eddie. Think you can send something in?" She was sliding the half-assembled motorbike-esque vehicle into the back of the SWAT van and wrapping the powercell in some padding, setting it on a rack with two other similar packaged. In the background, her drones were popping off shots to keep the maggots off her. She whistled, and they floated back and plugged in as she slammed the door shut and sealed the van.

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Owl pulls out her pistol and starts shooting at the larvae. This wasn't good she was low on magic and her martial arts were useless against the maggots. She flinches when Kotus brings down the door.

"Maybe we should retreat through the window? If we stay here we'll be overwhelmed eventually." Owl says coming by Kotsu's blasting away at larvea.
 
As Kotsu yanked with his full strength, the door way collapsed with rubble and the pews to strengthen the debris and make it more dense, preventing the fat pests from crawling into the church, effectively dealing with that dilemma for the moment.

"Maybe we should retreat through the window? If we stay here we'll be overwhelmed eventually." Owl says coming by Kotsu blasting away at larvae.

Kotsu turned to Owl. "We have to deal with the situation at hand first. Quentin has been injured, and Sam is coming as back up. She'll be able to provide some degree of cover fire. I don't want to leave you alone, but take care to notice your surroundings, but can you check on Quentin? I'll handle the crawling one."

His attention was turned to the limbless John, which Kotsu would walk over to him, picking up the limbless John with his whips and slamming him off of the ground repeatedly until the abomination that was John would stop moving, making him no longer a threat, crawling or elsewise. But it would make a pristine sample to bring back to the base for research, so Kotsu left it mostly in tact, save for ripping off the head with his whips. His attention would snap to that of the Eddie spiked pinball and what had happened while his attention wasn't focused.
 
"I have low combat power you guys will need to cover me while I check up on Quentin."

Owl runs over to him kneeling at his side and casting her true sight on his body.

"Some broken ribs and minor internal bleeding, but he's alive." Owl tucks her arms under his and attempts to drag him closer to the others, the man was heavy and a fair bit larger than her. But with great effort she begins to move him.

And, steal a memory while she's at it.
 
"Come on, come on give me something good." owl mutters as she drags him, His memory unfolds in her mind.

This man, was impossibly old. The setting she see's was clearly well before the 20 century. A young Chinese boy runs away from his little hut were his parents lay lifeless, judging by the sword left impeded in his mothers chest Quentin was at the very least older than the industrial revolution.

But the memory continues unusual as she normally can only pick one memory, this time she stands by him as he is taken in by warrior monks at an old temple.

"But how did you live so long?" Owl asks her self as she lives through his years of training in only a few moments. Then on a fateful day Quentin finds a strange book in the temple catacombs. The familiar feeling of magic wells up inside her as his memory blacks out.

But it's not over, he awakens a moment later surrounded by the bones of his mentors dead for hundreds of years.

Owl returns to reality blinking and puzzled. "Either the magic threw him forward in time, or it froze him. How do the Mainiacles find these people? having out lived all his family though, he must be lonely. "

Though she sympathized with him, his memory didn't help her and she doubt he knew much about the inner workings of the Maniacles. She files his memory away and glances at Morgan their second in command.

She, would be her next target
 
"Uggh"
Carmills's body stood up from the debris, a trail of blood followed, flowing from the place were her arm should had been, the one she replaced by a chained mace and now there was nothing but a bloody lump of flesh that ended at her shoulder. The side of her body bleeding, clearly damaged from the impact.

I knew something was wrong thought as she looked at what once was her left arm
Curse my instinct, condemning the fact she was right

"Well that's how much the kid's blood was worth"

The centipede crawled furiously as the mercenaries tried to restrict its moves by inhabiting their limbs, a clever move, at the end Kotsu finished it.

But Eddie's remain still lurked around, it aimed once again against Carmille, like a cannonball propelled against her.

Took a deep breath as she hardened the blood in the front of her body and , instead of avoiding the spike ball, she prepared to receive it.

And she screamed, as she readied her hardened right arm.
"I'll catch this thing, kill it now!!"

The ball hurled against the bloody body of the monster who adopted a stance and prepared to catch it.

Surely this will be painful
 
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"The bug bitch got John and Eddie. Think you can send something in?"

Denton's shoulders tensed at the news. He was glad none of the team were present. Showing fear or stress in front of them, the one vampire especially, would likely cause damage to his standing. Not that much standing really. Denton imagined, quite possibly, a few of them might be a bit pissed off at him.

Denton replied to Samantha. "Okay, I'm sending two gunner trucks into the town now. The ones on the armored trucks.. Can you make contact with them once they are in?"

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Morgan watched Owl work on Quentin. The team was growing on her last nerve. How fast they had went against orders and protocol. Their overreaction to what had to be done the civilians. She wondered what Denton had told Kotsu to calm him. She wondered how surrounded they were. Blood Magic could probably deal with a decent amount of them. Squish em, explode em, weaponize, use Camille, who seemed rather fond of blood, as a shield to while she and everyone else ran. Well, the last one wouldn't work. She doubted Denton would let her.

Kotus was finishing off John.

An idea struck.

Right.

It had been awhile since she used her magecraft so intricately, but after awhile it's like a bike. She tapped into the bodies of the civilians they'd killed. Dead blood, as long as it was fresh enough, was still blood. Morgan's hand rose in the direction of the dead, fingers moving like a mad puppeteer. Yeah gruesome, but support was still support. The civilians started to rise. Slowly, limping, zig zaggin, fumbling their ways towards Eddie.
 
"Okay, I'm sending two gunner trucks into the town now. The ones on the armored trucks... Can you make contact with them once they are in?"

"Yeah, I'm pulling up now." Dammit, she knew breaking the wall down was stupid! C'mon, Brick, your brain ain't a doorstop! "Holy shit," writhing against the walls of the church was a swarm waiting for a meal. They hadn't found entry yet, since the hole was blocked with rubble, but the sound of the motor drew some maggot attention.

Tossing her Drones out the window before they hit the van, Sam braced for impact as the larvae attempted to find entry. Fortunately, armored vehicles aren't easy to break into, more so if you don't have thumbs. Unfortunately, there were enough of them that the van was completely dark inside except for the glow of the internal lights.

Her screen showed her the DEHDs frying bugs, but there were more than two little drones could deal with on half charge. "Guess we play the long game, Lovecraft." She commanded her drones to go find a way into the church and shoot bugs in there. If the group could get out, then they could shoot the maggots on the van.

While that was happening she sat down to continue mangling and unmangling parts. "Hey, Morgan, I'm sending my DEHDs your way. The outside larva are on the van, so until Denton's gunner trucks get here I can't move."
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