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    "Thank you," was all Taylor could say to that.
    She didn't quite feel the motivation to say anything more, as she tensed up in anticipation of Quill opening the door. When it was thrown open, and the blast of cold air struck the three women like a train, Taylor recoiled and took a step back, grunting in surprise. Nonetheless, she stepped forward again and followed Quill through the doorframe, her flashlight eventually being turned over to the feline lady so she could use it to examine the room.
    Unlike Quill, Taylor couldn't do anything but stare at the hole. All else in the room seemed uninteresting, irrelevant by comparison. The hole was more than just an aperture in the floor, it was like a doorway, or a portal, into another far darker world than the one they were inhabiting. Goosebumps had completely overtaken the surface of Taylor's skin by now, and chills ran up and down her spine, and not just because of the cold. The hole was mesmerizing, yet terrifying all the same, and despite her heightened sense of horror, Taylor couldn't help but step closer to it. As Quill directed the flashlight into the abyss, Taylor strained her eyes to try and make out anything lurking below. There was nothing. But the smooth walls of the vertical tunnel were yet another source of fear in this cornucopia of terror.
    "What the hell could have..."
    She knelt down and cautiously put a hand into the tunnel, wiping her fingers along the smooth inner walls. At that moment though, her sense returned to her, and she stood up and backed away.
    Taylor heard the same thing Quill had, but somehow her sense of disbelief had already been suspended. Everything she'd experienced in this place, wherever it was and whatever it was called, from just arriving here, to encountering elves and cat people, to facing the corpse of a murdered man, was entirely new and foreign to her. Her imagination was on overdrive, already conceiving new and unlikely explanations for everything that was occurring here. To hear waves at the bottom of a smooth chasm that extended down below the river... it wasn't quite as shocking as it should have been. That said, not being shocking did not mean it wasn't still terrifying. Images of a vast, black, underworld sea, filled with monsters the likes of which would drive a man mad with but a glimpse, shifted through her head, and she began to back even further away from the hole.
    "This isn't just some small town serial killer thing anymore," Taylor stated, "Whatever made that hole is... it's... I don't know, it's not something one man or woman could do. There's something way bigger at work. We're in way over our heads!"
    She immediately headed back for the door to leave the room, only to collide with Lumina in the entryway. Taylor shrieked and stumbled backward, not recognizing Lumina for a single heart-stopping second. When she realized it was just the young elf though, she put a hand over her chest and exhaled in relief.
    "W-what?" Taylor's relief vanished immediately, "What happened to it? Is it did? Did it get away? What was it infected with..."
    Taylor's eyes widened as she realized she had physically contacted Lumina just a second ago.
    "Are you infected??" she gasped, madly beginning to brush off her arms, as though that might somehow save her from some unseen disease that had been transmitted.
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    "What is... happening..." Val began to clutch her head with both her hands, her breathing beginning to heighten.
    As Zack tried to explain that they needed to switch him back, Layla took a menacing step toward him.
    "What are you doing to her?" she growled.
    "I can't..." Val murmured, "Gustov is the only one who knows the spell..."
    "And he'll die soon if we don't get him medical attention," the leader butted-in, "If you're trying to leverage us, buddy, it won't work. The longer we're here, the less likely you'll ever get your own body back."
    At that moment, some of the Norkotians, in the bodies of the militiamen and women, were beginning to stir. Luckily, they had already taken the precaution of binding and gagging all their Norkotian counterparts, preventing any of them from saying anything incriminating. It also meant none of them could attempt to negotiate or protest in any way, but that was fine by the militia leader. He wanted to see this plan through no matter what got in his way. However, the critical condition of their wizard was still a problem.
    "Send in a medical team, some of our prisoners are wounded," the leader called over to the soldier at the door, forgetting for a moment that he was in the body of a private and that someone else was inhabiting the Norkotian captain.
    "Uh, right," the soldier at the door raised and eyebrow, wondering why the captain hadn't given that command, but figuring he must have delegated that task while he wasn't present.
    The soldier subsequently withdrew, but once the medics arrived, it would be imperative to retain their cover again.
    "It's... it's... watching me..." Val's eyes began bulging as seemed to realize there was another presence in her own mind.
    The leader glared at Zack as Layla stepped forward and grabbed him with Tessa's sturdy arms, which were much stronger than Val's, which Zack currently possessed.
    "Let her go or I'll make you wish you'd swapped with a corpse..."
     
     
    Krieger did not hide his annoyance at Clive's sarcasm, nor at his decision to recklessly exit the facility through a hole in the wall, then charge across the street after some random backpack. While it was admittedly rather strange for a backpack to have landed the way it had, as though it were a piece of ordinance fired from afar. Clive must have known who had fired it or at least what it was, since he seemed be searching through it with purpose.
    When the cowboy returned with the syringe, Krieger silently watched as the Clive injected the dying guardsman with it; the strange technology (or was it mere technology?) repairing the grievous injuries in miraculous fashion. Krieger had seem some advanced technology during his stint with the Terran Military, but he hadn't quite seen something like this.
    "What is that stuff, mercenary?" he demanded.
    The guardsman, now healed, remained unconscious. However, it seemed that he had now gone from a coma to a peaceful, deep sleep. He probably could be woken up with the right stimulation, but Krieger and Clive soon had other concerns.
    "No," Krieger was prompt in responding, as he recognized the difference between a Norkotian pistol-aircraft and the rocket-like thrusters of the vehicle above them, "That is something else. Find cover!"
    He suspected it was either a hostile aircraft, or perhaps a guided missile, and its proximity indicated it would be striking this area soon. He soon dismissed the missile theory though, as the unknown vehicle was not quite moving quick enough for that. In fact, it sounded like it was slowing for a landing.
    "Jetpacks?" he questioned, pressing his back against a portion of the concrete wall, alongside one of the numerous holes that opened toward the street.
    Cautiously, the colonel peered outside to see what it was that had just arrived.
     
     
    Whatever it was that had struck the Tin Man (unfortunately it hadn't struck him squarely enough, but beggars can't be choosers) had caused him to change his plans entirely, causing him to order Mara to execute Tynes, while leaving the roof himself. Mara wasn't really a strategic mind, but she was quick-witted, and she had observed how Korzuc had failed to show any recognition to the object that had drawn the Tin Man and all his mercs' attention. The android was a focused AI, it didn't adapt, it only followed a direct, deliberate command. And at this very second, that only command was to kill Mara in exactly one minute if she didn't kill Tynes.
    One minute...
    Tin Man was gone, leaving just Korzuc and the mercs on the roof with her and Tynes. She was outnumbered 20 to 1, if she had calculated correctly in regards to Korzuc, and if she discounted Tynes. Those were poor odds. Most of these goons had guns, and there was little to no cover to work with. What's worse, they had her surrounded. These were very poor odds. But she had two choices here; risk death against very poor odds, or betray everything she had every fought and strove for by casting in her lot with one of the worst criminals on the continent. The 20 to 1 odds looked far more friendly.
    Mara drew out her revolver and lazily began to sigh and point it at Tynes.
    "Well, he did say a minute," she began.
    Suddenly, with inhuman speed, Mara pivoted to her left, where she knew two of the mercs were standing, one behind the other from her view. Her revolver was at her hip, pointing slightly upward. A single magnum round was launched, penetrating the first man's gut, then coming out the other end of his body to strike the second merc in the chest. Both men crumbled to the ground.
    57 seconds...
    Mara shifted her aim just to the right, at a third mercenary, who had less than a second the mentally kiss his ass goodbye, before he had no head with which to think that thought.
    56 seconds...
    The mercenaries finally began to react, many of them caught off-guard by the unexpected hostility. In the confusion, Tynes dove for the ground, getting out of the way of fire and momentarily causing the thugs to think he was just trying to duck out of the fight like a coward. Mara was the greater threat anyway, given her enhanced capabilities, and outwardly hostile disposition. Thus, the seventeen remaining mercenaries all went after the cyborg. Mara realized she had no chance if they all gunned at her at once, so she lunged toward one of the mercs, grabbing his rifle with her metal hand and forcing it aside, while at the same time placing herself behind him.
    53 seconds...
    That poor mercenary was perforated by several of his own men, a couple of the bullets getting through him and glancing off Mercer's unarmored midsection. Nonetheless, she shrugged off the stings and kicked the already dead mercenary forward, causing the body to crash into two of the other mercs. She turned her revolver to the right, firing off two shots, one a dead-center hit to a thug's throat, the other nicking a man on the shoulder and spinning him around from the impact. This was done on the move, as she charged another merc, this one only holding a machete.
    50 seconds...
    She raised her left arm and allowed the attempted blade swing to glance off her metallic forearm, while at the same time, raising a leg and giving the machete merc a swift kick right to the gut. The sheer force of it propelled him half-way across the roof and into an air-conditioning unit, his body denting it upon impact.
    47 seconds...
    Tynes finally got in on the action, drawing out his pistol and shooting at two of the thugs, before scrambling behind cover. His shots wounded one of the two, while the other's attention was drawn toward him. The noise and action also caused a couple more of the goons to look away from Mara, reducing the amount of gunfire she was facing; if for only a moment.
    She used that second to fire her last two bullets, each a hit, one to a mercenary's chest, the other nearly blowing off the arm of another. Her revolver now useless, she dropped the prized weapon instantly, now focused on reaching the next man.
    45 seconds...
    The next man reached her first. Another man with a melee weapon, though this one had some weird spiked axe straight out of a weird, dystopian, post-nuclear world. But his swing was long, wide, and wild, and Mara nimbly dodged, then reached forward and grabbed his weapon hand. The force of the grip nearly crushed the poor sod's bones, and he howled in pain, but Mara was not done with him yet. Going into a spin, like how two children holding hands might do, she spun them in a circle for all of two rapid rotations, then released him. The mercenary went flailing forward, crashing into another man who was lining-up his rifle. Unfortunately, that man was standing a bit close to the edge of the building, and the impact sent them both over the edge, screaming wildly for a few seconds before they struck the pavement below.
    40 seconds...
    She had already killed almost half of the thugs, and severely wounded two more, in a matter of about twenty seconds. But now, the remaining mercenaries were finally reacting more effectively, and three of them backed-away and lined-up their beads on Mara. She didn't see it, as another machete man charged her, but she stopped him cold with a metal punch right to the face, shattering his nose and part of his skull. By the time she turned to locate her next target, she realized she had been isolated, and there was nobody left close enough for her to use as a meatshield.
    37 seconds...
    She had no choice, she had to charge the three... no... four, there was one on the flank also raising his weapon... that were all targeting her with their guns. She'd never make it without being shot, that much she could tell. They had automatic weapons, and she had about ten yards to cover before she could reach them. This was where her luck had run out it seemed. The front-most of the gun-mercs smugly gazed into her eyes.
    "GET 'ER!!"
    No sooner had the words left his lips, when the left side of his head exploded like a ripe melon. The two mercs behind him recoiled in surprise. A second or two later, the delayed crack of a rifle echoed across the way.
    "SNIPER!?"
    The two mercenaries turned opposite directions. One had foolishly turned to the left, mistaking the fact that he left side of lead man's head shattered because the bullet had come from that direction. The other had enough brains to know that the impact hole of a high-powered rifle is small, but the exit hole is where all the damage is done. The sniper, therefore, was to the right, the opposite direction as the skull explosion. It was a correct guess. It also meant the sniper knew who his next target was.
    33 seconds...
    Mara only hesitated for a for a moment, before her body suddenly kicked into motion again. Leaving what was left to the trio to this mysterious savior, she instead charged the flanker. He had also been momentarily been distracted by the sniper's revelation, but only for a second. That was all the cyborg needed. The merc opened fire with his assault rifle, but Mara had raised her arm right in the path of that his bullets would take. Several shots deflected harmlessly off the metallic limb, though one ricocheted off and glanced off Mara's face, adding another scar to her collection.
    "RRRAAAAAAHHHH!" the mercenary screamed, wildly firing non-stop even as Mara reached him, slapped the rifle's aim away from her, then pivoted her body to reach his head with her organic arm.
    The merc continued crying, even as Mara continued the twisting motion with her body, slamming him face first into the roof floor.
    26 seconds...
    There was only three more thugs on their feet. The sniper had finished-off the trio that tried to gun Mara down, which left two men alive to face Mara, and one off to the side exchanging fire with Tynes. Korzuc had still not moved, despite all that happened.
    The two remaining mercs were both holding guns as well, but it seemed they had already fired all their shots during the last thirty or so seconds, and evidently missed every one. Exchanging a quick glance, they cast the guns aside and pulled their melee weapons. A combat knife for one, a tactical hatchet for the other. With a wild shout, they charged together, straight at Mara. The cyborg grinned, making like she was going to hold her position and defend as they charged.
    But that was not her plan. At the last second, she lunged forward, split-seconds before they could swing their respective weapons. Both of her arms shot forward and gripped each of the two mercs by the throat, then, using her forward momentum and her enhanced strength, she lifted them both off their feet and chokeslammed them both the floor in unison.
    15 seconds...
    The last surviving merc realized allies were all dead or dying, and so he frantically broke from cover away from Tynes, hoping to somehow run for the stairs and escape. Unfortunately for him, the rather vigilante sniper, posted on some other roof somewhere nearby, took full advantage. The merc went crashing to the ground in a pink mist a second later.
    There was no time for celebration though, as Mara flashed a thumbs-up toward the unnamed sniper, but focused her attention on Tynes, who she quickly approached.
    "Move, quickly! I'll lead the android away from here. He'll be focused on me alone," she urged.
    "Can you even kill him?" Tynes asked, getting up and moving toward the steps.
    Mara quickly scanned the horizon, her golden eyes being drawn to the smoke of the smouldering hydroelectric plant just a short ways down the river.
    "I'll figure something out," she smirked, "MOVE!"
    5 seconds...
    Tynes sprinted across the roof and down the stairs, leaving Mara with Korzuc. The bounty hunter sighed and turned fully toward the power plant.
    3 seconds...
    She looked toward Korzuc and gave him a playful smile.
    "Catch me if you can, sweetie..."
    With that, she broke into a full sprint, charging forward and leaping off the roof, landing on a nearby building about two stories shorter, but breaking the fall with a roll. She was soon back on her feet and off the races. Hopefully there were enough rooftops to get her to the hydro-plant.
    0 seconds...
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    Tyler got a reaction from Jotnotes in Dead God's Inheritance   
    "Thank you," was all Taylor could say to that.
    She didn't quite feel the motivation to say anything more, as she tensed up in anticipation of Quill opening the door. When it was thrown open, and the blast of cold air struck the three women like a train, Taylor recoiled and took a step back, grunting in surprise. Nonetheless, she stepped forward again and followed Quill through the doorframe, her flashlight eventually being turned over to the feline lady so she could use it to examine the room.
    Unlike Quill, Taylor couldn't do anything but stare at the hole. All else in the room seemed uninteresting, irrelevant by comparison. The hole was more than just an aperture in the floor, it was like a doorway, or a portal, into another far darker world than the one they were inhabiting. Goosebumps had completely overtaken the surface of Taylor's skin by now, and chills ran up and down her spine, and not just because of the cold. The hole was mesmerizing, yet terrifying all the same, and despite her heightened sense of horror, Taylor couldn't help but step closer to it. As Quill directed the flashlight into the abyss, Taylor strained her eyes to try and make out anything lurking below. There was nothing. But the smooth walls of the vertical tunnel were yet another source of fear in this cornucopia of terror.
    "What the hell could have..."
    She knelt down and cautiously put a hand into the tunnel, wiping her fingers along the smooth inner walls. At that moment though, her sense returned to her, and she stood up and backed away.
    Taylor heard the same thing Quill had, but somehow her sense of disbelief had already been suspended. Everything she'd experienced in this place, wherever it was and whatever it was called, from just arriving here, to encountering elves and cat people, to facing the corpse of a murdered man, was entirely new and foreign to her. Her imagination was on overdrive, already conceiving new and unlikely explanations for everything that was occurring here. To hear waves at the bottom of a smooth chasm that extended down below the river... it wasn't quite as shocking as it should have been. That said, not being shocking did not mean it wasn't still terrifying. Images of a vast, black, underworld sea, filled with monsters the likes of which would drive a man mad with but a glimpse, shifted through her head, and she began to back even further away from the hole.
    "This isn't just some small town serial killer thing anymore," Taylor stated, "Whatever made that hole is... it's... I don't know, it's not something one man or woman could do. There's something way bigger at work. We're in way over our heads!"
    She immediately headed back for the door to leave the room, only to collide with Lumina in the entryway. Taylor shrieked and stumbled backward, not recognizing Lumina for a single heart-stopping second. When she realized it was just the young elf though, she put a hand over her chest and exhaled in relief.
    "W-what?" Taylor's relief vanished immediately, "What happened to it? Is it did? Did it get away? What was it infected with..."
    Taylor's eyes widened as she realized she had physically contacted Lumina just a second ago.
    "Are you infected??" she gasped, madly beginning to brush off her arms, as though that might somehow save her from some unseen disease that had been transmitted.
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    Quill nodded, and slowly made her way back behind the counter. She took a slow, easy step and knocked something across the floor. The red-labelled can of whale meat scattered down the length of the store, rattling as it collided with the shelf. She winced, and waited for it to quit moving. Her ribs ached, and she realized she'd been holding her breath. Exhaling loudly, the felinid released her tense grip on the counter.
    Steady girl, she thought to herself. It's not like you to be jumpy. Let's be ourselves for a bit.
    She stepped around the counter, with Taylor in tow and June not far behind her. The hallway seemed to suck in all light. Before long, they were bathed in the cool, uncomfortable darkness, with only distant rain hammering the windows beyond for company. Quill felt, rather than saw, the blood clinging to the bottom of her boots. She tasted iron in the air. 
    She paused, with one hand on the doorknob already. The other held the key. In another moment she'd open it, but not yet.
    She relaxed her grip on the door briefly, and turned to her Taylor. "If there's another body in this room, I'll convince Maat to pack it in, if we can. I don't like this any more than you do, but these people probably have somebody back home that will want to know what happened to them. If we can get some help, it'd be a big weight off our backs--Maat's back, escpecially." She imagined that at that moment, Maat was likely a little too concerned for the dead around here, and not the living. That was his way; he hated to let people get upset, when he could help it. It made him...very ignorant of people's feelings, at times.
    She plugged the key into the door, and turned it. Slowly. The knob turned, and she pushed it inwards.
    "Oh, goodness." Quill murmured, transfixed on the scene before them.
    The room was a mess, with furniture pushed against the walls in all directions. The one window in the room was a thin, wide slit near the ceiling on the far side of the room from them and rain poured in from the gap, soaking into the carpet. The furniture, the chairs and desk, the couch and coffee machine, all were pushed away from the center of the room. In the middle of which was a gaping, sucking hole.
    Quill entered the room slowly, and winced as her feet immediately grew cold. The entire floor was damp with water, and it pooled around her feet as she moved. The ceiling fan, and the light fixture, had crashed into the ground a long time ago, exposed wired dangling uselessly a few inches from the hole in the ceiling where it came from, and there was no light to be had. The felinid accepted the flashlight from Taylor, and shone it around, doing everything in her power to avoid staring at The Hole. The blood, it seemed, had originated in this room, but she didn't see a body, only signs of a struggle. Who had moved the furniture around, and why?
    With everything thrown around everywhere, it wasn't really possible to find anything of great value, though she did spy something rather interesting near the hole. Wedged into the hole, like a coin into an opening, was a large, rusted cog of some kind. She knelt next to the hole and shone the light within. 
    The hole went straight down, into who knows what. Whatever was at the end of it was beyond the resolving power of the flashlight. Water trickled through the carpet into the hole, and washed down the strangely smooth sides into parts unknown.
    She listened carefully into the hole, then pulled away.
    "Waves?" She reported, in disbelief. "It sounds like the waves at the beach, but that's impossible. The only thing close by is...the river."
    She stood up, and glanced behind her into the doorway. From here, she could see it now. Bloody fingerprints and handprints by the door, struggling to open it from this side. The blood pooling under the door had oozed down the door to rest there.
    "Somebody was in here..." She realized. "And they might have come out of this hole."
     
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    Post is up! @Zashiii and @Tyler if you'd be so kind as to get your posts in when you can!
    You'll notice @Hydrangeas that Quill has not acknowledged Lumina yet. I intend on doing that after the next two posts come out, however if either of the other two writers want Lumina to enter the scene sooner, they're free to. After the next two posts, I'll give a followup.
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    So... the girl's supposed to be me, right? 🤣
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Shane Haydes 2 Completed 6/8/18 - 7/24/18 The Red Festival Cedric 6 Completed 7/12/18 - 7/24/18 The First Day of the Rest of His/Her Life Mara Mercer 6 Completed 7/15/18 - 11/21/18 The Long Road Home Rodan Allagi 16 Completed 7/26/18 - 12/17/18 (Solo) New Faces, New Deals Abigail Karradeen | Joseph Tynes 16 Completed 7/30/18 - 8/7/18 Pre-Broken Recruits Rodan Allagi | Cedric 11 Completed 7/30/18 - 8/14/18 [A.N.T.] Main Thread 1: The Arrivals Joseph Tynes 15 Completed 8/2/18 - 9/10/18 Darkness and Havoc - Illyria Arrives   9 Completed 8/25/18 - 1/2/19 Spokes of the Crown Part Three Abigail Karradeen 7 Completed 8/26/18 - 9/4/18 We Can Do Both Shane Haydes 11 Completed 9/5/18 - 10/18/18 Just Checking Abigail Karradeen 7 Completed 9/17/18 - 12/10/18 [A.N.T.] Main Thread 2: The Treaty of 597 Joseph Tynes 6 Completed 9/20/18 - 11/24/18 (Solo) United We Stand Joseph Tynes | Diric Redbridge 9 Completed 9/24/18 - 10/19/18 What do you know? Erin Hale 45 Completed 10/2/18 - 2/21/19 Destruction des morts Mara Mercer 6 Completed 10/11/18 - 2/28/19 School Of War Jack Murray 7 Completed 10/24/18 - 11/2/18 In The Mouth Of Madness Nikki Stratton 9 Completed 10/24/18 - 12/23/18 To Arm, Or Not To Arm Abigail Karradeen 7 Completed 11/2/18 - 12/12/18 The Delegation Embarks Abigail Karradeen 2 Dead 11/7/18 - 11/28/18 Claiming the Furthest Point Jack Murray 9 Completed 11/11/18 - 3/24/19 contemporary movement Joseph Tynes | Diric Redbridge | John Dicken 15 Completed 11/23/18 - 2/21/19 From Nothing We Start; To Ash We End Shane Haydes 7 Completed 11/30/18 - 4/15/19 Chasing Legends Erin Hale | The Cursor 23 Completed 12/1/18 - 8/6/19 The Bad Doctor Mara Mercer | Dr. Kersh Engel 16 Completed 12/4/18 - 3/28/19 The Reverie Ball (Open Hub) Abigail Karradeen | Joseph Tynes 15 Completed 12/18/18 - 4/6/19 Heat Exposure For The Soul Nikki Stratton 6 Completed 1/3/19 - 4/22/19 (Solo) Unionization Joseph Tynes | Diric Redbridge | Agent Hackett 10 Completed 1/16/19 - 1/23/19 The Cold Before The Storm Joseph Tynes | Diric Redbridge 10 Completed 1/31/19 - 2/16/19 H&V Episode 1: A City Abandoned Cory “Poltergeist” Karsk 3 Dead 2/5/19 - 4/7/19 Mr Stark I don’t feel so good Shane Haydes 6 Dead 2/8/19 - 5/17/19 With Fire And Steel Abigail Karradeen 10 Completed 2/27/19 - 4/11/19 I mean, really now Erin Hale 23 Completed 3/1/19 - 6/22/19 Bloodwatch Base The Cursor 4 Withdrawn 3/3/19 - Current dread it, run from it, destiny arrives all the same Shane Haydes | Nikki Stratton 24 Completed 3/9/19 - 8/10/19 Reviving the Promise Rodan Allagi 14 Completed 3/15/19 - 1/31/20 And Speaking Of Souls... Abigail Karradeen | John Dicken 29 Completed 3/18/19 - 8/30/19 FOR OUR HOLLY LAND! The Cursor 2 Withdrawn 3/22/19 - Current Let it all fall down around us Joseph Tynes | Diric Redbridge 11 Completed 4/1/19 - 5/2/19 (Solo) Importing The Future Abigail Karradeen | Joseph Tynes 15 Completed 4/2/19 - 4/5/19 Nightmare Descends Jack Murray 2 Hiatus 4/14/19 - Current Acrophobia Jack Murray 8 Completed 5/1/19 - 8/21/19 Long Way Down   6 Completed 5/4/19 - 8/28/19 listen for returning feet Abigail Karradeen 5 Completed 5/16/19 - 6/5/19 Civility Borne From Violence Abigail Karradeen 6 Completed 5/19/19 - 5/29/19 Another Raid In The Night   2 Completed 5/30/19 - 9/17/19 Le roi est mort, vive la reine Joseph Tynes | Abigail Karradeen 9 Completed 6/3/19 - 7/31/19 Time will tell Abigail Karradeen 5 Completed 6/17/19 - 7/19/19 Soon you’ll see Joseph Tynes 7 Completed 6/17/19 - 7/30/19 (Solo) Smoke On The Water... Joseph Tynes | Diric Redbridge 10 Completed 6/17/19 - 6/28/19 The Moon Bog Erin Hale 39 Completed 6/24/19 - 9/23/19 War IS The Answer! Joseph Tynes ~ Active 7/16/19 - Current Before We Die, Let Us Part With Our Troubles Abigail Karradeen 1 Dead 8/15/19 - 8/16/19 Pulsing Blood and a Throbbing Beat Rodan Allagi 14 Completed 8/17/19 - 10/16/19 Bloodsport Jack Murray 7 Completed 8/29/19 - 12/3/19 Chasing Legends Too Erin Hale 8 Dead 9/24/19 - 4/21/20 A Crowning Achievement Abigail Karradeen | Shane Haydes 81 Completed 9/26/19 - 6/9/20 Before the bell trolls Jack Murray 6 Completed 12/15/19 - 3/21/20 Argentspire II: Escort Erin Hale 16 Completed 12/20/19 - 2/23/20 The Claws Estate Shane Haydes 1 Dead 1/11/20 - 1/23/20 The Web She Weaves Tessa Holt 8 Completed 2/11/20 - 3/11/20 A Star is Born Joseph Tynes 3 Withdrawn 3/11/20 - Current The Man Of Ill Intent Joseph Tynes 8 Completed 3/12/20 - 3/24/20 Weapons Deal   6 Completed 3/30/20 - 4/14/20 Dead God’s Inheritance Taylor Lautore ~ Active 4/22/20 - Current
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    "Oh. Well...that's good." nodded Zack, wondering if he should believe their intentions. He'd thought all magic users were completely insane due to, like this one, several bad run-ins with them in the past. They tended to couple dishonesty with their lack of sanity, so it took some effort for him to realize that they had little reason to lie and that their plan was sound. Somewhat. Getting out of the city without being killed was already a long-shot, but forming a resistance? Getting the Terran empire to jump in and give them a hand? What next? Were they going open a magic academy and have him be the principal?
    "Not necessary." Zack said with a dismissive wave. "Like I said earlier, I'm not even supposed to be here and have no interest in this stupid war. And, like I also said earlier, we were trying to call for peace. Why would I help do that if my goal was to harm you in any way?"
    As soon as he'd finished his sentence, he felt something numb and tingly within his mind, similar to the sensation you'd get when blood rushes into a sleeping limb. He started to remember things that had never happened to him. People that he'd never met. Pain that he'd never felt. Pleasure he'd never felt. But he was conscious that these memories weren't his. They were Val's, and with each one he recalled, they began to vanish, as if his own consciousness were engulfing them into a permanent void of annihilation. 
    "Oh, boy..." he said nervously, staring at  the ground as he recalled the last time he'd been body swapped. "Uhh, who's....you. Me. Val." he said, pointing at the woman inhabiting his body. "You gotta' switch me back!"
    Zack could feel his own consciousness being pulled, likely back to it's original dwelling place. Val would be experiencing a similar pull, but it wouldn't be as painless as Zacks. Her head would begin to throb as visions of an endless abyss flooded her mind. It would just keep getting darker, blacker, and deeper with every second that passed. The emptiness she felt would begin to claw at her sanity, something otherworldly trying to worm it's way up. 
    Something was at the bottom of the abyss...staring back at her. Noticing her.
    "I dunno' if you're feelin' anything right now," said Zack, his voice becoming more frantic as more of Val's memories began to vanish. "But I can't control that. I'm not sure why it happens, but you gotta switch me back! I promise I won't do anything-" Zack caught movement out his peripheral by the door. One of the soldiers standing guard outside by the entrance was looking inside, a confused look on his face. Zack lowered his voice and leaned forward, hoping that the Norkotian would just think he was insane or trying to make up a fib to get set free.
    "I promise I won't blow your cover or anything." he whispered, still feeling the soldiers eyes on him. "I'll even help you guys get outta' here."
    Zack realized that it looked like he was pleading, but it wasn't for his own life. Or maybe it was. If she went nuts inside his body, there was a high chance of her killing everyone in the room or even trying to kill herself. Which would then kill him? He didn't want to find out. What he did want to figure out was why the process was happening so quickly. It'd only been about two minutes since the swap. Why had it-
    He looked down and noticed he was nervously clenching his fist. This accompanied with a familiar, comforting, sensation helped him come up with a theory that was both relieving and unnerving.
    His shield was near.
     
     
    Clive watched the mercenary emerge from the darkness, sighing and shaking his head
    Clive regarded the man with a bored expression, confused as to what the merc' was doing. Surely he noticed that Clive was only using one arm to carry the Guardsman while his other was holding his peacekeeper? Surely he was aware that Clive was facing him? Had he not seen how fast his friends had been gunned down? Did he think that just because he couldn't fan the hammer of his gun that he wouldn't be fast enough to raise his forearm a few inches to get off one shot? Clive figured that the combination of drugs and injuries he'd sustained had made him delirious. A strong desire to undermine someone else usually didn't help either. Clive would know. Hell, he could probably write the book on vengeance and foolish pride.
    Clive continued to stare at him, realizing that the mercenary was choosing to go out with a bang. Clive was ready to oblige, but someone else beat him to the punch. The shot that rang out made him jump a little, since he instinctually thought that someone else had fired at him. He realized just as quickly that this wasn't the case, though it almost was. Blood dripped down from the exit wound on the mercenary's forehead, the bullet having blasted clean though and into the steps less than a foot from Clives knee. The mercenary fell dead, and Clive scanned the darkness behind him, fixating his eyes on the spot where the flash had come from. Back in his younger days, he would have just aimed and pulled the trigger, but he also knew that his younger self was among the stupidest human beings to have ever existed. Just an angry boy looking for a vent.
    The shooter had killed the merc, the near-mishap with Clive's knee just being an accident. 
    He followed the sound of the shooters footsteps with his eyes, realizing that they were headed away from him. But to where? 
    "Hm." Clive grunted before another gunshot silenced the remaining mercenary.  He watched as Krieger emerged from the shadows, covered in blood. Clive couldn't see any large wounds on him, so he figured the army-man had been busy doing what he did best. He pitied the merc's that encountered him.
    "So far." answered Clive in an equally dry tone as he raised his shoulder to adjust the Guardsman's body. 
    Clive narrowed his eyes at the colonel, wanting to say something back. And he would have had he been ten years younger and stupider, but he chose not to. When he really thought about it, the area appeared to clear of hostile forces and carrying the soldier wasn't going to fix his wounds. If anything, the short amount of time he had been carrying him might've made his condition worse. 
    "Whatever you say mister benefactor." smiled Clive as he trudged up the steps and carefully set the guardsman down near the hole in the wall. They still had some fighting to do and Clive knew there was no point to carrying around an injured man while doing it. He just had to hope he didn't bleed out or get picked off by some straggling mercenary. 
    "So..." said Clive, turning back around to face Krieger. "How we gettin' up there without getting turned into cottage chee-"
    A loud Clang made Clive jump again, the cowboy whirling around to point his gun up at the source. The barrel of his revolver settled on a shiny, circular, object now embedded in the brick wall high up in the building across the street. 
    "Yer' *****in' me..." breathed Clive as he lowered his gun. "Is that-"
    Shortly afterwards, an open back-pack plummeted to the street, most of it's contents hitting the ground before it did. Clive's eyes narrowed on the back-pack, recognizing it. 
    "That's the punks'." he said under his breath. Not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth, he stared up into the sky and looked both ways on the street before jogging over to the heavy-duty back-pack. He knelt down to pick it up, dumping the rest of its contents on the ground. Most of it was stuff he couldn't begin to explain or recognize, but he'd expected that. 
    "C'mon, c'mon, where is it?" he muttered to himself. Finally, he saw it. A metallic syringe fell to the ground and rolled to his feet. "Bingo."
    Picking up the syringe, he jogged back inside the building and pressed a button on the side of it. A thin needled slowly protruded from it's bottom, a greenish glow coming from light bellow the button. Clive wasted no time in jamming the syringe into the Guardsman's neck, injecting the solider with billions of tiny nanites infused with a strange energy.
    Almost immediately, the veins in his neck began to emit a greenish glow beneath the skin, the rest of his body doing the same shortly afterwards. Clive watch the Guardsman's fingers begin to grow back sinew by sinew, the hole in his stomach closing up in a similar manner after pushing the bullet out.
    "...Damn!" he exclaimed as the greenish light faded from the soldiers body, the Guardsman's wounds now completely healed. "What is that stuff?" he said to himself, staring at the empty syringe in the Guardsman's neck. Before he could go over to check the elite soldiers pulse and possibly get a knife in his neck, something like the sound of on an airplane flying extremely low made him freeze and look outside. 
    "That one'a yours?" he asked, the question being directed at Krieger.
     
     
    "Hm." chuckled the Tin Man. He'd gotten that line from many people, as if the term 'Mercenary' was an offensive slang of sorts. To him, anyone willing to cause harm to another human being for any sum of money was a mercenary, point, blank, and simple. There wasn't any need to overcomplicate it. He noticed that people tended to do that, overcomplicate things. These days, a thief wasn't a thief anymore. A murderer wasn't a murderer. A liar wasn't a liar. All of them were only desperate or mentally ill. The offenders and the world around them refused to believe they were capable and willing to commit evil, always covering it up with tolerance, understanding, or even indifference. The Tin Man didn't bother with justifications. He didn't try to smother his sins in layers of excuses, as if that would make them go away. 
    He was about to shrug and take aim at Mara with his wrist cannons when she spoke up again.
    "Successful entrepreneur? Economic climate?" chuckled the Tin Man again. "It's not that complicated sweety'. But I'm glad you've got enough brains to know a good deal."
    A faint noise from above caught the mercenary's attention. He looked up and to his right, his visor scanning the gloomy clouds for the source. It had sounded like an explosion, only very faint and muffled. He had no units that far out in the sky, so he genuinely didn't know what it was. 
    "That one'a yer' planes, Ty-"
    The Tin Man quickly leaned back, almost losing his balance as the incoming object glanced off of his helmet, forming a sharp groove in it. A loud clang echoed throughout the area when the object embedded itself into a nearby building. The Tin Man quickly regained his footing before he aimed his wrist cannons up into the direction the object had come from, the other mercenaries doing the same. The only exception was Korzuc, who kept his eyes trained in the same direction they'd been before.
    They waited for something else to come down, but nothing did. Confused, the Tin Man turned his head to look at the object embedded in the building across the street, his visor zooming in on it.
    "Son of a b****." he muttered to himself. 
    "That's...that's that f***in' kid's!" exclaimed one of the other mercs', his expression growing furious. 
    "Since when can he fly?" asked another merc', his expression fearful.
    "He can't." answered the Tin Man, typing something into the now lit visor on his gauntlet as Zack's backpack fell out of the sky shortly afterwards. He then stopped and looked at the visor for a bit, as if waiting for something.
    "...I got'cha now, punk." said the mercenary under his breath before turning the visor off and looking at Tynes. "Seems I'll no longer be needing your cooperation, executor."
    Thrusters on his back and beneath his feet ejected a bright, light, blue energy, slowly propelling him off the ground and sending out a noticeable gust of wind. 
    "Which brings me to my next point. Mercer? Kill the executor." said the Tin Man with a bit too much mirth. "Korzuc? Make sure she does. If she doesn't in the next minute, kill her."
    With that, the Tin Man's thrusters powered up and he zoomed away from them. Korzuc turned to face Mara, his lifeless eyes staring at her expectantly. 
     
     
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    Lumina sat in the pile of miscellaneous garbage, her free arm wrapped snug around the orange jerry can. Her wrist ached with a fiery pain, but it had to be stifled for the moment. The monster continued its assault, this time interrupted by several jolts of electricity running through its body. Maat came and helped Lumina to her feet, and the two quickly moved to help Iohmar push the shelf on top of the creature. With her injured wrist, Lumina opted to instead push the shelf using her shoulder. Eventually, the shelf toppled on top of the creature. For the moment, she believed that it had survived and the shelf was merely an annoyance to it. The shelf eventually crushed the attacker, sending its insides sprawling across the floor. Lumina’s nostrils flared and she could feel her stomach ache at the site. She turned away and moved to lean on the counter.
    Iohmar approached her, thanking her for the rescue. She smiled and shook her head.
    “I truly thought the can would be more effective. That was a hasty decision from me; if I hadn’t been able to break free…” the girl shook her head and turned to roll her sleeve up. Where the monster had grabbed her was a dark purple ring around her wrist. Small red spots erupted in some spots, hinting that the monster had been able to rupture her blood vessels. Its strength was truly terrifying, but Lumina felt pity for it. There were clearly human aspects of it left, but those aspects had been tainted by the atrocious flesh that covered most of its body.
    Lumina shook her head and moved to delicately wrap her hand around her wrist. She breathed deeply for the moment, reciting a small prayer under her breath. The fiery pain was quickly replaced with a cool, refreshing feeling. It almost felt like her arm was falling asleep. After a moment, she removed her hand and flexed her wrist. The spot where the bruising had been its worst was now gone, replaced by her usual fair skin.
    “That’s better. I believe it would be best to go inform the others what has happened. I pray there was only one of them roaming around,” Lumina announced, moving to leave the room. Her rushed exit was mainly due to the absolutely horrific smell coming from the monster. Had it been possible that killing it had caused an even worse smell to emit from it? 
    Lumina hurried over to the building across the courtyard, hoping the other group hadn’t traveled too far from where they had left them. Upon entering the store, Lumina’s heart sunk. The group was gone, and the girl began to panic. What if they had left to find help? Navigating the storm would be extremely difficult, and with the added threat of monsters, Lumina worried it would be impossible.
    Luckily, the sound of voices interrupted her thoughts. The girl moved towards them, and came upon Quill, Taylor, and June.
    “Oh goodness! Ladies, something just attacked Maat and Iohmar. It was a person but I’m not entirely sure if it was a person because there was a grotesque hunk of flesh on top of it so I’m beginning to believe that something infected it but it was really strong and nearly broke my wrist,” Lumina rambled, trying to her best to appear coherent in front of the trio. It was obvious, however, that the attack had left her shocked.
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    I also have some interesting statistics from @OfficialTerranStatistics. Seems that over the past five years, 16,813 deaths have been attributed to magical accidents, 22,196 attributed to loci-related magical reactions, 2,987,221 attributed to attacks by magical creatures and over 13,291,287 attributed to murder through various magical means. Also, murders committed by swords, spears and other physical melee weapons sits at a robust 2,318,444. In that same time frame, only 982,294 deaths have been attributed to traditional firearms. Hate to say it Lilith, but looks like you've got the wrong "true evil". #WhyDoGunsScareYou? REPLY GRUMBLE LIKE SHARE
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