Anarchy Rising IC

Cheon, Cuore

Cheon blinked his eyes as there was no response from Cardinal, "Cardinal?" Cheon looked around and he realized he disappeared. Cheon sighed, 'This is why I do not want to deal with odd elderly!' Thought Cheon. "I will take that as yes." He muttered to himself and ready his Twin Revelation as he took for cover.  He could hear Surge's small chuckle, Cheon wished he had a freedom like Surge had, however, knowing so well that he was suppose to be sad that he was going to kill another human being, he silently stared at the door that was going to bring in his opponent. "Fellow Brothers and sisters, forgive me. Our faith had led us to different path." He muttered gently. He almost smirked, but managed to put a frowning face that looked kind of sad.

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Arkhan, Zarok and Mariana

Zarok sighed, "blowing up the ship..." It didn't really sit well with Zarok, something told him that sinking the boat won't be so much of great plan, then again learning that breaking the ritual circle itself would sink the boat... Well he couldn't come up with anything.

Arkhan, on the other hand, went towards the coyote, "Mr. Coyote, I have to say your voice sound similar to Mr.Odd I met earlier. He was a leprechaun. Did you meet him by any chance? He forgot to tell us where is the book."

Mariana went silent and observed what was going on. She was trying to form a plan how she could escape when the ship actually explodes.

Nexius wrote:

Cheon, Cuore

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TheDarkestAnimeFan wrote:

Ghosty, Nex

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Surge Maxwell
 
Two exorcists carrying an octagonal shaped device stepped closer to the door Surge Maxwell was facing. They hooked the device and quickly stepped back after one of them pushed it at its mid-center.
 
The assassin, realizing what the exorcists were planning due the fact that he himself had used similar devices in the past, tightened his grip and quickly drew out the magically forged rune blade at his side. For the very next second the door no matter how strong, it blew apart and in rushed the battalion of exorcists. But unfortunately for them, Maxwell, who was already looking through Surge’s eyes, could see each and every adversary in front as clear as if they were under spotlights and the living organisms weren’t the only ones that glowed in the otherwise monochrome vision; everything gave off its own frequency, living or otherwise. Such as the automatic rifles they were holding in their hands and the exact number of bullets present in their clips, including the ones loaded in the chamber. Everything gave off its own unique frequency that Surge Maxwell could lock-on to and use them as escape routes or map out leaving nothing in the entire three-hundred and sixty degrees field of vision of his, which penetrated any obstacle.
 
With the exorcists already being in his inner radius, the frequencies them and everything else emitted, reading, tracking and locking onto them was like second nature to Surge Maxwell who had been training and strengthening his ocular and mental powers for thirty or more years.
 
The Obsidian black double edged blade sliced through the air with speed so insane that even a master reader would have difficulty reading the hand movements that Surge Maxwell performed. But this movement itself that the being standing in front of the firing squad was of no human caliber. For his actions were led by his mind reading each and every bullet passing into the guns chamber and leaving the muzzle. Even though the soldiers weren’t aiming directly at him, this greatly helped him in avoiding most of the bullets and deflecting the rest but deflecting and dodging was child's play that any skilled swordsmen or battle toughened warrior would be able to avoid. It was his skills, honed for years that got him through this battle.
 
Swerving left and right, the bullets coming in contact with the indestructible blade, bounced off into air away from him and due to the fact that it was his mind that was moving his body, processing and reacting to the frequencies so close to him, Surge Maxwell could “feel” the track the bullets would take even before they left the gun; for the gun itself had its own frequency and the exact coordinate it was located at plus the mere gesture it took to make the trigger move back and release the spring that triggered a series of events consisting of multiple inanimate objects that an assault rifle is made up from, gave away the line of prediction that the bullet would follow and rip through the air towards him or his surrounding area.
 
But simply dodging and blocking the bullets won’t be enough, even though the unnatural creature had the stamina far greater than all of the soldiers in the room combined; there was another person right behind him that was at a high risk of being greatly wounded. So not knowing about all of the abilities of his brother in arms, Surge Maxwell made it a point to make all the bullets fired at him and near him to count. Thus he did not simply stand in one location but moved side to side as he took on the incoming hail of bullets and utilizing the skills that only a master swordsman would have in his arsenal; the human who had given his life over to the one who gave him his second chance in life, the creature who refused to die a second time, as far as he knew the only one of his kind, the neo generation zmajevit magically reborn as the ultimate demon slayer, Surge Maxwell; today was not the day he would fall.
 
He would have it so that, as the bullets come in contact with the flat side of the dark rune-blade, they will ricochet back towards the number of soldiers who had spread into the room. With precise aiming, if void of any outside influence, the human soldiers should start falling back or to their sides as each bullet would hit its mark. Surge Maxwell would try his level best and then some to make sure not even a single bullet will go near the only friendly in the room; but even with his advanced projectile tracking ability, diverting each and every bullet which numbered in the hundreds due to the vast number of soldiers in front would be a near impossible feat to accomplish due to the fact that it wasn’t only his hide that he had thought he had to protect but his friend’s as well. Thus Surge Maxwell would try to stay close to the exorcist behind him, shielding him as much as possible and moving further away from the gunmen if Cheon himself moved, while at the same time, making sure to dispatch the soldiers as quickly as they shot at him.
 
Though, due to the fact that the exorcists themselves were haphazardly firing away and there were multiple shots at the same time, some of the bullets shot, flew into angles that were better left unblocked and these were the few bullets that came into contact with Surge Maxwell’s unnatural body. Unfortunately for the exorcists who were not informed of the people inside the room, thus were inadequately prepared for the situation, were at a complete disadvantage when facing the creature in the humanoid shape for if they knew about the being called Surge Maxwell, and had come prepared with the correct weaponry, their bullets used for their automatic weapons wouldn’t have ricocheted off of Surge Maxwell’s bullet proof skin.

Hallway, Strauss
Strauss put forth no effort to prevent Asher from harming Sain, and did not respond to anyone who spoke to him. He seemed almost lost in thought, as if listening to something else intently. When the others turned invisible he seemed to take that as their advance. His burning eyes narrowed and with a grim grin he strode toward Asher out on the deck, seemingly moving slowly yet everything else seemed to move slower than he. "No more Gods, only masters. Your kingdom, your power, your freedom.. are obsolete." Infernal power swirled around Strauss, a black tempest and a storm of hatred fusing with his new form. The man disappeared behind a hulking black dread creature with webbed, skeletal wings, crooked horns and long horrible claws on its two arms and two legs. Smoke poured out of its face, which was an empty void other than two burning embers eyes. A roar that shook the boat emanated from every direction and then it was gone, only to appear before the moment had passed, driving Asher back to the back of the deck platform, and opening the way. The Infernal went straight into a searing array of swipes with its claws that crackled with all the hatred mankind had built up since they crawled out of the ground. But it wasn't enough, the blows seemed only to effect Asher momentarily, like someone stumbling from getting brushed against by people walking the other way. But the Infernal kept up its assault, attempting as much offensive violence as it could to keep him from doing anything else.

Cheon, Cuore

As the silence came, Cheon quickly rolled off from where he was hiding with Surge, as it was obvious the door was not going to keep the offenders at bay too long. Cheon cursed at his luck, however, the escape route some how appeared from his behind and without hesitation, he rolled over to it and stick himself to the ground. The enemies gun raid would have utterly destroyed the furniture that was being used as cover; but, as they were not aiming anywhere specifically, Cheon's foes won't be able to hit Cheon easily. The opponents shots were also kind of give away to Cheon about their position and as Surge amazing defensive maneuver started to amuse his foes, from behind Surge, several curving bullets were fired. "Stick to one position, Surge!" shouted Cheon, it was hard request, but Cheon was sure that Surge would be able to do so. The bullets bypass Surge who was standing in one position, with beautiful curve and as the attack gave away the position of where Cheon's enemies were, Cheon's bullets straight away went for the Cheon's targets. Each bullets were enchanted with Soul Destroyer enchantment which would make his foes to believe the bullets were going to miss them, in other words, the enchantment would pull down their instinct level of dodging the bullets or whatever that could have foreseen Cheon's attack. And since the bullets were unlimited due to one of his enchantments, the opposition would be facing tremendous amount of bullets were fired upon them. Cuore smirked, but it soon faded away as soon as it was surfaced.

The marksman hoped he would have reduced significant numbers of the attackers; however, if it didn't do that it would have definitely put his foes on defensive position. It would allow Surge to pick up easy kills as the Cheon's bullets would have shown him where the foes were and taking the defensive position in limited space will never go in any one's favor.

Bridge (Fenix, Chrys, Arkhan, Ray, Selena, Marianna, Carolos, Zarok)
The coyote made a sound which was halfway between a bark and a ipping howl, the creature laughing at Carlos “Down boy, I think spot here needs a walk, maybe he needs to go out for a bit.” He laughed at Carlos as he was dragged away by Selena. “Anyway now that whiskers there has spot under control. That raft is probably gone already little one. And even if it was still there, sinking the boat, breaks the seal of that circle, circle breaks, power gets released, power gets released rat gets blown into tiny toothpicks. If your on the boat when that seal breaks there will hardly be enough left for the fish to pick at. “ He scratched at his ear with his hind leg. “oh ya that’s the spot… ya that was a lie there is no book vampy.”

Deck (strauss, Ember, Faust, zhi, Jasmine, Katarina, Vela, Sain)
Asher let Sain fall to the floor with a crunch of crumbling bone, the blood failing to even stain his simple white dress shirt. Embers bullets slammed into him ripping a series of neat little holes in his clothes but he hardly seemed to notice, and a slightly confused **** of the head was all the attention he paid to the colored smoke which erupted in his face though the magically enhanced vine did buy the group enough cover to get Sain out of the way.
The blows of the infernal beast that Strauss had transformed into rained down on Asher, his form glowing a warm golden light which seemed to beat back the darkness which attempted to wrap its shadowy tendrils around him. Each slash of a ragged claw was met be a duck and graceful dodge; each thrust of a black talon was turned aside by a backhanded block from a shining golden hand. “Pathetic creature.” Asher’s melodic voice spat contemptuously as he threw a right hook that caught the infernal beast on the jaw, a spear of light burning away a pool of shadows, the blow rocked the creature back on its heels, its next swipe was caught by Asher’s other hand. “I can see all of you, no matter what viels any of you use to hide yourself.” Another crushing blow slammed into Strauss’s face bringing the creature to its knees. That black smock oozing from places of shattered darkness. Asher raised his hand to deliver the finishing blow, his golden eyes flaring as they bore into the dark void of the creatures eyes, when the contents of Faust’s vial splashed all over him. Asher cocked his head to the side, and then a massive explosion threw him back through the nearest wall, and slammed Strauss to the floor, everyone else remaining unaffected.

Jasmine

Once she made sure Sain was yanked out of the nephilim’s hands, Jasmine didn’t wait around to see how the confrontation between Strauss and Asher turned out. The invisibility slipped off her, as well as of the others as they ran down the corridor. Since she had no time to reabsorb what she used on the others, her blood reserves got rather low. So low, in fact, that her Berserk State activated. If anyone had enough time to look around checking on the others, they would notice her pallor, even more pronounced than one of a regular vampire. Her skin was practically white and the bones on her face more pronounced. The clown ornaments painted on her face became more pronounced, and her hair and clothing moved unnaturally slowly, considering how fast they were running. „Oh damn,“ she mumbled. She wasn’t happy to be seen by others like this. Things that saw this form ended up dead, and she liked to keep it her little secret. But that was clearly not an option right now. She tilted her head sideways and listened carefully. After the explosion behind them, she had an impression of agitated voices somewhere up ahead. Then she turned her glowing eyes upwards. Above?

Passing by an open round window to the outside, the voices were heard more strongly, and didn’t sound as enemies. That confirmed it. Jasmine didn’t wait around, hissed „this way“ and slipped out of the window, shooting a gummy dark matter string to the railing two decks above them. She would have no trouble climbing there without a rope, but she wasn’t so sure about the others. Leaving the string dangling, she lightly ran up the wall, her feet sticking to the hull thanks to the dark matter on her soles. This was the danger of the Berserk. Everything was so easy suddenly, it tempted you to use the stuff carelessly. But she’d die if she overdid it. She swung over the railing just as Arkhan asked his question. „WHAT?“ she almost shouted, but then she remembered what happened before the whole mess with Asher. „Anyway, what was that coffin Coyote?“ she asked more calmly. They were already here, so no point crying over spilt milk. And knowing this seemed pretty important.

Chrys

Meanwhile, Chrys listened to Coyote while colour drained from her face. Obviously no one could see since she was a tiger currently, but it could easily be heard even in her telepathic voice: „What do you mean, gone. My pack is on there, my parents!“ she almost pleaded for an affirmation of their safety. She was so distraught that she completely ignored the explosion that shook the whole ship while she waited for some kind of answer. And then an apparition jumped over the railing, glaring at Coyote and asking cryptic questions. Chrys almost jumped at the sight, but caught something familiar in the expression of the person... and then she smelled her properly and realized it was the vampire girl from the raft. As soon as she was sure this was not a threat, she would focus her attention back on the Coyote.

Faust and Zhi

The two humans ran away following the others, faust also dragging ember along. While zhi used the string left behind by jasmine , faust would require Katarina's help to climb since his hands were full at the moment. Once they reached the others Faust would untie ember.

Carlos and Selena

The dam dog god thing really knew how to annoy Carlos as the male lycan lost control and transformed into his leopard form due to his inexperience and dashed past Selena aiming to attack coyote but only found himself knocked back by what appeared to be blood. Before Carlos could go wild again Baal appeared taking control and undoing his transformation.

"We should leave the killing each other for later once we sorted out this mess." Baal casually replied mostly talking to Selena and Kata, the former had her gun pointed at the female vampire while the later had the blood she used to knock carlos back ready to sever her female counterparts head of.

"If someone would stay behind and blow up the ship while the rest leave then our problems our solved... oh my friend here insists on telling you something, and i quote. "That shitty smirking fleabag should do it"... well if nobody stays behind we can set up a time bomb and leave before the timer runs out."

Katarina

Running after jasmine she used some of her blood to create a foothold in the air which was in turn used to allow her to jump onto the upper deck after jasmine just in time to notice some lycan seemingly more interested in infighting then doing something useful. Meanwhile sain was inside the blood ball and next to her, the ball breaking to reveal sain, only leaving his injured arm encased, as the rest of the blood fllowed back down making a stairway for the rest so they could reach as well.

Once Kat recognized Baal, it was her turn to almost go berserk but the fact that she knew carlos was just another host and that they had more important things made her keep her cool. His plan wasn't bad but she would disagree with him just because he suggested it, she would rather dam the hole world then agree with that infuriating demon.

Shinny can teleport, we should destroy the boat from afar, like punch a hole in its reservoir and set the flowing gasoline on fire and make it go boom, guess we could put a time bomb as well as a backup.

"Hey fenix, could you build a time bomb if we gave you explosives?" she asked the teenage human remembering his affinity for gadgets.

Zhi.

"Well could just put the ship onto a collision course and destroy the navigation system after setting up the course." Zhi finally suggested his own plan that didn't involve sacrifices or large amounts of explosives.

Faust
"Why not just use all plans at the same time, even someone that can teleport can't be in more then one place at the same time, btw can you teleport other people besides yourself? that would make setting up this plan much easier." Faust asked coyote since if he could just teleport them across the ship, it would save them time needed to go to each place.

Sain

It was hard to tell what was going on, as all that Sain could see was a large amount of red that looked like some sort of hardened blood.  He was just about to attack the man... but... it was hard to tell what happened during all this time.  Too much was going on, and his mind wasn't processing much.

"What's going on?" Sain managed to mumble in a tired voice, as he lied on the ground still bleeding from his wound.  The blood not flowing as fast as it used to, but it was still obvious due to the bone that was sticking out.  Though, he soon calmed down, as it seemed that the situation was explaining itself and any sort of moment would probably make the wound worse.

Vela

There wasn't any time to waste, a bunch of vampires had already gone through the window, so her best bet was to follow so she could treat Sain's wound before it got worse.  Thankfully, the vine had broken free from the crazed god that was blown back, so Vela quickly ran to the window and chucked the vine up on the upper deck and used it to climb up it.

"Sain!" Vela called out, as she quickly killed almost all of the vine to covert it into life energy with Vela running over and kneeling down in front of Sain to begin treating his wound. But at the moment, it seemed that most of it was clotting due to Katrina's blood magic... still she wanted to at least minimize the damage for infections.

"The sooner you blow up this place the better... I've had enough... so I recommend Faust's plan" Vela bluntly replied to the conversation, as she turned her gaze back to Sain with her using her life energy on the part of the arm that wasn't covered by the blood and made it flow into the injuries sections, making the wounds heal a little faster.

Ember

"Wha... What?" Ember replied in a shocked tone, as the bloody vampire tied her up. This was insane, and she was about to protest with all her might until the god was blown half way across the room that cheered Ember up a bit. Enough that she waited until Faust dragged her onto the upper deck for her to voice her concerns. Thankfully, one had already been covered.

"Mind untying me then? The plan will go faster." Ember stated with a heavy sight, as she tried to calm down her rage from before. Though, in this case her rage might actually help since it seemed the only option was the destroy boat option... which might be the only way to safe Strauss at this point due to the collateral damage it would cause... because that vial won't be able to hold back the god for long.

TheDarkestAnimeFan wrote:

Ghosty, Nex

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Surge Maxwell
 
 
One after the other in quick successions, the soul energy of the soldiers in the vicinity began to dissipate. A slight sense of sorrow filled the room. Maxwell hung low his head; regret of taking the lives of the living clawed at the un-beating heart in Surge’s body. A few seconds of silence, which felt like they dragged on for ages, Maxwell slowly sheathed his blade as he silently prayed for the souls of the departed to be forgiven. Stepping forward and ending up into the center of the room, Surge Maxwell stood rigid as a statue. Not uttering a syllable, the silent warrior scanned the citadel. The extensive, monochromatic color in his field of vision signaled the downfall of the citadel. The sectors, once lit up with the living soul energy, albeit scattered; had drastically thinned down to few flickers and blobs, here and there. But the frequencies emitting from the now inanimate bodies of the once living human beings was being broadcasted from all over the citadel. It was as if the God of Death itself had embraced the citadel and in a matter of seconds, the lives of the living had been extinguished.
 
At least one thing was for certain. Maxwell and Cheon were safe from any imminent danger from the path in front, as well as the one at the far back corner were safe passages leading to the outside. Clear of any opposition. But the big question did linger, “What indeed, should they do now?”
 
Suddenly Maxwell broke his silence, “Whoever orchestrated such an event… surely they have no regard for human life. I’m not one to pick sides, for each one have their own reasons but someone who drives brothers to kill one another… this person has no excuse to be alive while they die purely for his villainous agenda.”
 
Maxwell twirled around and headed towards the wall access; while crossing Cheon and entering the staircase which led upwards, “The Cardinal was their target, the people alive or their leader may still be after him. We find the Cardinal; we find the perpetrator behind the massacre.” Maxwell looked at the exorcist from over his shoulders, “I could use your help, in bringing an end to this conflict, Exorcist Cheon.”
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
Surge Maxwell, with his affinity to receive assorted frequencies had a blueprint of the citadel mapped into his mind. Plus if any danger was to approach him and Cheon, Surge Maxwell would instantly be notified of such living beings, fired projectiles, hidden traps, etc, unless the person had the means or capability of masking their soul energy, either completely; becoming hidden from his vision or masking it in the sense of being able to suppress their core arcane essence which depending on the species brings forth their other side, such as in the case of a meta-human, it would distinguish itself like another non-magical human creature, which would be a grayish white energy core. Some humans that Surge Maxwell has come across could partially cloak their energy beacon. Maxwell was reminded of the Saint Sara’s bodyguards and how they had uniquely specialized cloaks that protected them from being detected when he relied on his ocular vision; as Maxwell climbed the winding stairs, he wondered whatever happened to that party in all this chaos.

Arkhan, Zarok and Mariana

"So my guess was right...." said Arkhan, "I knew something was off...." Arkhan sighed and sat silently. Then the people started to ideas of this and that until one of them suggested interesting idea of doing everything at once. Zarok waited for Coyote's response as it seems the coyote had much more powerful ability than he had. Zarok then volunteered, "I can perform short distance teleport, if you need any."

Mariana wondered inside the shadow of Chrys. It was interesting to watch lycans, humans and vampires trying to come up with a plan not against each other, but how to work together. She would hide in the shadow of Chrys unless it was necessary for her to take part of it.

Jerrod

"You know... that mood really doesn't fit you man..." Jerrod mumbled in a half sarcastic and half annoyed tone, as he stared at his old friend with a look of bewilderment.  But his face soon turned into anger when he looked over to see the exorcists approaching him, that was a little bit more fierce then it usually would be towards those folks.

His best course of action for the time being would be to grab the vampire and book it out of here.  He'll be able to obtain information after that, so he had to run and fast.

At that note, Jerrod quickly swung his left legs towards Jack towards his gut to stun the man, while he planned to quickly leap backwards in a back step to keep the old friend away from him for the time being.  Grabbing the crippled vampire along the way, as he grab the frail man and slung him over his shoulders before he began to back step.

"Run now, any fighting will just draw more people and make the situation worse." Jerrod demanded with a grimace, as he saw the bleeding lycan in pain on the ground, as Jerrod quickly bolted away from the exorcists and Jack, running in a zigzag and sporadic movement once the inevitable gunshots will begin erupting behind him.

Cheon, Cuore

As Cuore stood up from the dusty ground, he smirked at his work. The floor was bathed with the blood of fellow exorcists who decided to go against the Cardinal and it was really a job well done. However, that smirking face didn't last long. It quickly disappeared as Surge decided to have a conversation with him. Cheon quickly kneel and make a cross at the mid air and prey. "Heavenly Father forgive their sins and forgive my sins. May the death of brothers and sisters weren't be touched by the hand of the necromancers who are coming this way." Cheon sounded sincerer in his prayer and he slowly stood up.

Surge had interesting idea, and Cheon gave Surge a nod and a confirmation of what they should do now. "You are right, we have to end this conflict once and for all." And Cheon let Surge lead the way and he followed Surge closely.

Fenix recognized Asher, from the fall of LA. He had been young maybe four. The monsters where finally out in force picking off people in the war torn suburbs of LA house by house. The armies had been shattered from a decade or so of war and the small remaining pockets of the armed forces were trying to get the people out of the modern hell.
He had been fleeing with his parents a couple of other haggard and frightened families and the small remnants of a platoon maybe four or five members, low on ammo and food they had been darting from house to house. It was almost like trench warfare, they progress was slow, the violence visceral and brutal as every inch was a struggle. And then the golden light came and everyone was gone.
Fenix shuddered almost missing the appearance of everyone. “It’s a battery.” Fenix said interrupting Coyote which brought a twitch of an ear from the massive canine, as if to say go on. “I mean spells are essentially just manipulated energy right, its basic physics, movement requires energy. The spell needs to be powered by something and that’s it. Right?” Fenix asked mostly to himself. “so I think what Coyote? Wait the Coyote? Is saying is that when we break the seal on that spell, all that energy has to go somewhere. And ya I could rig up a bomb out of the stuff in my backpack, but I don’t think times going to work.”
Coyote gave a happy dog grin. “Smart kid. At least someone here has brains unlike spot and his little corrupted master over there.” Coyote said with a cackle as he gestured with his nose towards carlos. “I’m not teleporting anyone, I teleport, Asher finds me, Asher kills you and beats me like a rented mule. I think the only thing you all can do is scatter, Asher male be a power and fast ass, but he’s right he can’t be everywhere at once.”
“And sorry little shaman no idea where the faux ferryman took them.”
Down below the sound of tearing metal and snapping wood could be heard from where Asher was ripping his way out of the wall the vial and put him through.

Jasmine, Chrys

The vampire girl listened to the various plans that people suggested, though it was doubtful whether most of them would have any effect. Then the human boy explained about the coffin. It made sense, Jasmine had to admit. „Would my Dark Matter strings work as a connection from the coffin to Asher? I can freely alter the string‘s composition. If I manage to link the two, then the dark energy of the coffin might be enough to fry the nepilim... and he’d ground the discharge that way too, even if he survived,“ she suggested, looking mainly at Coyote to confirm her plan. „It would go easier if someone helped me distract him though, since he can see through my invisibility,“ she added after a brief pause.

At that moment, Chrys shuddered and announced in a slightly forlorn mental voice: „He’s on the move again... so bright...“ The weretigress was looking on the world through her shaman eyes, and she noticed the giant bundle of saintly energy working its way out of the wall. Her neck’s fur was rising on the ends and she growled softly, an unconscious reaction.

Jasmine twitched almost imperceptibly at this and said in an oddly calm voice: „So I think we should go with the scattering plan... right away.“ Then she turned and ran back down the wall they came up to this deck. If she wanted to tie Asher to the coffin, she needed to be close to it. Hopefully, she had been given some advice as to how to improve the possibility of it working. For now, she would stick to the hull of the ship from the outside (hidden out of sight since she was below the deck level of the summoning circle), waiting for a good opportunity to attack while Strauss would likely still be engaging Asher. Should the nephilim notice her and decide to attack her, she’d rely on her acrobatic skills to dodge. She would also try to delay him by blocking his way by materializing a wall in his way for a moment.

In the meantime, Chrys decided to go for the engine. „I’ll go break the engine. Fenix and Zarok should go with me... Fenix understands mechanics and Zarok can get us out of there when we need to run,“ she sent to the rest of the group. “I should be able to reach anyone on this ship through their spirit, so if you need to communicate, go through me, I’ll hear you,“ she added, already on the move. She leapt onwards with cat-like grace, Ray still crouched on her back, unconscious. She said she was going to break the engine, but it was more Fenix doing the breaking and she doing the body-guarding while he did. The plan was to get back down to the engine room as fast as possible, break something substantial that will eventually cause en explosion, and get out of there immediately. Even if destroying the ship might not affect the ritual itself, it should at least wipe the rest of the enemies from existence. And the others would hopefully deal with the ritual itself by then. Not like she knew anything she could use there, anyway. It was too big for a shaman as young as herself.

Zarok, Mariana and Arkhan

Mariana loved destroying things so she did not rise any objection of where the big kitty was going and as she felt little responsible for big kitty's friend she decided to help them out if it was necessary. Zarok, on the other hand, he took full participation with the plan that came from young tigress. 'Let's hurry, we won't be able to touch engine if he gets to us first.' Zarok hurried the young mechanic,  soon Zarok too transformed into his beast form, a silver lion offering Fenix a ride.

As soon as Fenix hopped on his back, and held his fur tight, Zarok would rush towards where Chrys went, if he sees Asher in sight, he would quickly transform into his human form and use his shadow walk to get further away from Asher.

Arkhan was quite lost at what he could do. it looked like he was the most weakest person to go against such beings. Arkhan breathed out heavily, then as he knew sulking won't help he had decided to go where shining giant had intercepted them. "Well I will go in this way." said Arkhan made his demonic run and pass the door he and Zarok had checked.

Vela

With Sain starting to look a bit more stable, Vela's expression softened a bit as she glanced around the boat to see what everyone else was doing. Apparently, they decided to scatter.

"I'm going to scout out the rest of the top of the deck... I want to make sure no one else is lurking around." Vela mumbled in a concerned tone looking at Sain's horrible condition, as she began to walk off with a determined and alert look.

She made her way forward until she was stopped by the blonde exorcist that went berserk from earlier. The exorcist putting her arm in front of her with an grim expression that only their type would have.

"What? I can handle myself." Vela stated in an annoyed tone, as she tried to push the exorcist's arm out of her way.

Ember

"You're a vampire so I'd assume as much, but I noticed what you did earlier even if I was tied up..." Ember replied with a quick and hasty tone "It won't have enough power to get rid of a powerful circle alone."

Ember's eyes were dead set on Vela, as it was obvious her opinion wasn't swaying anytime some. Still, the chances a summoning circle like that was on the top deck was rare, but Ember needed to enter the lower portion of the boat somehow. Because if she entered the one way, she'll get caught in the battle with Strauss and that god.

"Let's go..." Ember stated quickly, as she nimbly ran off towards the other portions of the upper docks with Vela only keeping up due to her vampric strength, but with a lot more clumsy movements.

Katarina,Carlos and Selena

The two lycans and the vampire would remain behind and form their own group along with sain who Kat was just dragging along as dead weight, something which didn't got unnoticed by Baal who commented on her going soft, though that just made her want to carry the dead weight even more, and only gave carlos/baal a menacing look without saying anything.

Kat would ask the exorcists if they had anymore of those explosives vials, but she would learn from him that each of them only had one and that he just used his, ember could give her vial to Kat if she wanted but even if she didn't she would take some grenades and other explosives from faust and leave with the others only telling the others to hurry up but also asking coyote to teleport between the groups acting as a messenger.

She and her group would move the top of the boat sitting on the roof while Katarina would use her blood to form a drill and make a hole in the ships tank before sending whatever explosives she had inside covered in a thing ball of blood, the blood acting both as a shield and trigger for the explosives allowing her to detonate them at will by simply manipulating the small amount around them to pull out a grenades pin or crush the vial for example. The tank itself shouldn't be to difficult to find as it would have to be quite huge for a boat this size and they were always located near the bottom.

Meanwhile she would head inside the helm of the ship(trough the window), starting the engine and putting it on a collision course with the Golden gate bridge. Again a task that shouldn't be to difficult as the helm was usually one of the highest points of the ship while the steering would obviously be the wheel and the engine was operated by a leaver. After plotting the course she would rip of the wheels and leavers and exit trough the window again. Carlos and Selena would stay behind on the roof with sain.

Kat would delay the explosion to just before the boat hit the bridge as to give the others time but about 30 seconds- 1 minute before she would do this , she would also give a mental command to vela to leave the boat, she could obviously inform anyone near about this as well.

Her escape plan was quite simple, use the blood to hover into the air and towards the land and thus away from the explosion, of course she would begin her escape from the moment she told vela to escape, of course due to her position she could see jasmine dangling over the side of the yacth so she could coordinate with her as well.

Faust and Zhi

The two humans would follow ember and vela while being quite tense. Both of them wanted to get the hell away as soon as possible but they knew it would be pointless since they would run out of places to hide eventually. Faust would be slightly dragging behind the group, his usual slacking off catching up to him, while Zhi would actually be a bit behind ember only due to choice as he let her go first

TheDarkestAnimeFan wrote:

Ghosty, Nex
 

Spoiler:

 
Surge Maxwell
 
 
His right hand, hovering inches above the spherical door knob, but before he could make his move, Surge Maxwell froze in mid stance. It felt like a surge of electricity swept through out his body.
 
“What is this feeling!?” Maxwell thought to himself.
 
Surge Maxwell slowly raised his head to face the steel door; through Surge’s eyes, he saw a group of living beings standing some distance away on the other side, they had the grayish white energy within them, “ordinary humans…”, then what was this feeling that he got?
 
Maxwell gripped the metal knob and instantly warning signals flooded his psyche. The uncertainty that the future laying ahead brought would send anyone to raise their guard.
 
“Cheon, don’t let your guard down for even a second.” Maxwell used his free hand to rest it upon the hilt of his rune-blade, ready to release it at a moment’s notice if the situation called for it. “We’ve got company ahead of us.” He finished with a stern voice as he twisted the knob.
 
The steel door let out a creaking sound as it was pushed open. Maxwell slowly but steadily walked out a few steps but stayed in close range to kick the door shut and also to give Cheon some room to follow out or rush back in if cover was needed. Maxwell kept his hand ready but kept the blade sheathed so as to not give off an offensive demur.

Sain and a bit of Ember

"I can walk Katrina, thanks." Sain said weakly, as he used he sat up onto his feet and began to follow Katrina at a decent pace.  As he babied his broken arm with care, that was under the blood for the time being with Vela's healing easing the wounds and blood flow a good bit.  Though, he slowly scanned the area to try and get a baring on what was happening around him.

"summoning circle... hu?" Sain mumbled in a morbid tone.  He managed to pick up from the exchange of words even with his hazy mind, as he examined the condition the rest of his body was in.  Besides the gross amount of pain in his left arm, his other body was only numb from the blood he lost during the attack, so his vampire healing should be able to handle it for the time being.  A fight however... wasn't going to work.

"You can take it, I don't think I'll be able to use it." Ember called out, as Sain's ears perked up in response to the similar voice but didn't do much besides that.  He just watched the exchange of some strange vial in front of him.

Jerrod

"What the..." Jerrod mumbled in an annoyed tone, as he quickly turned to the talking vampire who explained the situation a bit with Jerrod responding in with growl of anger in his voice "That's how it is hu? Well, aint this a pain..."

All Jerrod could do in this current situation was hide, there were no escape routes but it's possible an opening would appear once the fight broke out. None of these men should be particularly targeting him, so hopefully no one would begin firing at him randomly. Until then he would need to find a good spot...

"there." Jerrod mumbled, as he noticed a ruined house in the distance that had an open hole in its side with a good bit of shade for the vampire in his arms too. The backdoor to the house was covered with piles and piles of bricks, but it would provide some cover until he would be able to sort out the situation. The last thing he wanted to do was run at the group the 'recruits' people, and he's pretty sure the murder group will just shoot him on sight if he runs towards them for help.

At that point, he made a mad dash for across the street with him sliding into the ruined house and placing the vampire immediately in the shade to spare the creature's life with Jerrod sitting next to the vampire soon after. Hiding behind the weakened cover and waiting for the battle to break out, as his heavy breathing wouldn't stop.

{ IF YOUR NOT MENTIONED THEN CARRY ON YOUR WAY, YOUR TIMES COMING NO WORRIES .Your plan was to make it hard for Asher to get to all of you, so me not mentioning you is a reflection of this. ]
“I.,..have no idea” Coyote finished anti-climatically in his response to Jasmine’s question. “I guss its like power lines, if they can hold the charge it should work, if not stuffs going to go bzzzzzzap!. That circles all eastern crap, so no idea on really how it works besides theory.” Coyote said with a shrug “but better than waiting for asher to kill all of you so go for it.”
“Sounds good, lets ride” Fenix enthusiastically cheered as he swung himself up onto Zarok’s back, probably imitating a cowboy a little too much when he dug his imaginary spurs into the lycans side. “Giddyup, we need to get to the fuel tank.” Fenix said while making a fist with his electoo gloved armed, as the small group scattered like shrapnel from an explosion.
Asher pulled himself out of the wreckage of the wall, popping his spine as he stretched his neck uncomfortable. Where could they possibly have gotten distilled eldritch fire he mused to himself silently with a grim look creasing his perfect face. His bright golden eyes swiveling to look at the explosion of bodies scattering in all directions from the bridge. The beautiful flexed giant of a man flexed his legs, and blasted himself through the nearest wall right in the path of Zarok and Fenix.
“Hard Right” Fenix yelled while tugging Zarok’s ears harshly to the right as the nephalim came through the fucking wall. The pair barely managing to avoid the golden giant as the went sprawling on the ruined swathe of deck just south of the massive summoning circle and iron coffin. Asher sent a ball of golden holy might sailing over their heads to blast a massive chunk out of the doorway that Sain, Ember , Vela and Katarina where walking through, the explosion scattering them like bowling pins. “None of you will touch that circle.” His deep lyrical voice resonated through the ship.