Mythos 2 (Closed)
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With Justin's help, Wes stood up and wiped the blood out of his eye. A wide gash in his forehead was bleeding profusely. He shook his head to focus and shouted into the crowd, "Fucker!"
He tore at the buttons of his shirt with some fumbling, then gave up and pulled it over his head and tossed it angrily into the fray. He then picked up his shotgun off the ground and leveled it toward them, but Anthony grabbed the barrel and forced it down.
Wes stared furiously at the angel for a second, then softened his gaze and pulled the gun away. He kept it pointed toward the ground and kept moving toward their destination.
He tore at the buttons of his shirt with some fumbling, then gave up and pulled it over his head and tossed it angrily into the fray. He then picked up his shotgun off the ground and leveled it toward them, but Anthony grabbed the barrel and forced it down.
Wes stared furiously at the angel for a second, then softened his gaze and pulled the gun away. He kept it pointed toward the ground and kept moving toward their destination.
Azure walked along at the back of the group, keeping an eye out for any would-be attackers, he tried to shut out the brawling crowd from concious thought, the urge to join was growing.
chaos... beautiful isn't it? don't you just want to be right in the middle of it, tearing them all apart? go on, give in to the urge, set me free and just feel the pleasure of seeing them all die, all those filthy humans.
Azure was getting weaker, if they didn't get out soon he was gonna lose it, a pain in his head told him the time was coming.
not long now, just let the urge overtake you, it'll be fun, i promise you that.
chaos... beautiful isn't it? don't you just want to be right in the middle of it, tearing them all apart? go on, give in to the urge, set me free and just feel the pleasure of seeing them all die, all those filthy humans.
Azure was getting weaker, if they didn't get out soon he was gonna lose it, a pain in his head told him the time was coming.
not long now, just let the urge overtake you, it'll be fun, i promise you that.
Rolf followed the others, using his hijacked riot shield to protect some of the mythos from random objects that the mob was throwing all around.
He looked out at the crowd through the slit in the shield, and seeing the unarmed humans throwing themselves almost heedlessly against a superior armed foe in the name of the mythos, kinda made a smile creep up on his face for a little while.
He looked out at the crowd through the slit in the shield, and seeing the unarmed humans throwing themselves almost heedlessly against a superior armed foe in the name of the mythos, kinda made a smile creep up on his face for a little while.
"Shame, she should have ripped him apart," Vasilli groans.
"All of them are so...squishy and weak," he mutters silently following the group.
"All of them are so...squishy and weak," he mutters silently following the group.
Anothy saw that Wes had calmed down and he resumed the run to the transport. Chaos, everywhere, the hate the darness it portrayed, it broke Anthony's soul to see such things, but he continued on as he watched civilization destroying its self. The explosions of tear gas grenades were heard and the gray haze carried over the crowd. This botched mission would doom them, he had signed the death warrant for thousands of Mythos, all because of a rat.
The group made it onto the transport, the large vehicle took off and Anthony was glad to be out of that hell-hole. He sat back on the seat and closed his eyes, imagining the pain that was about to be inflicted once the laws were inevitably passed.
The group made it onto the transport, the large vehicle took off and Anthony was glad to be out of that hell-hole. He sat back on the seat and closed his eyes, imagining the pain that was about to be inflicted once the laws were inevitably passed.
Putting his rifle's muzzle to the floor, Justin sighed and laid his hands on the butt plate, followed by his head. Before he closed his eyes, he noticed the new rifle was a SCAR with a holographic sight and foregrip.
"Where to, General?" he asked, too drained from the loss of adrenaline to lift his head.
"Where to, General?" he asked, too drained from the loss of adrenaline to lift his head.
"Our base is gone." Anthony said to Justin. "I think our best chance would be to leave the country immediately. Unless the mole is in this group, the UN will never know."
The transport pulled into a gas station at a small rural town for a rest stop. A few of the group got out to stretch, making sure that they had no compromising clothing on this time.
The transport pulled into a gas station at a small rural town for a rest stop. A few of the group got out to stretch, making sure that they had no compromising clothing on this time.
Azure stayed in the transport, he had come close, too close to losing himself, he looked at his hands, they were still covered in human blood, in fact, the rest of him was too, if he went to wash it off here it'd take a second for someone to call the police or whatever, on reflection he still had to treat those bullet wounds in his chest, he looked around and saw a box of medical supplies, he dragged it over and started to fix himself up.
"well... even if we did get the real politicians i expect they'd be replaced quickly and the mythos would be blamed in any situation."
he thought for a moment, they had a rat, it could be anyone, it could even be one of the three they'd saved before and they wouldn't even know it, he looked up.
"General, did you check Wes, Eryn and Rolf after we got them out? they could have anything planted on them without them knowing, a tracking device, anything."
"well... even if we did get the real politicians i expect they'd be replaced quickly and the mythos would be blamed in any situation."
he thought for a moment, they had a rat, it could be anyone, it could even be one of the three they'd saved before and they wouldn't even know it, he looked up.
"General, did you check Wes, Eryn and Rolf after we got them out? they could have anything planted on them without them knowing, a tracking device, anything."
Justin went inside and bought a few Mountain Dew's and some snacks with some cash he had. Once outside, he sat in some nearby grass and stared off into the woods, thinking about the day his life ended.
If we leave the country, I might never find her, he thought, chewing on some beef jerky. Or, if I'm lucky, she's wherever we're going. What will I even say to her? "Hey, remember me? I'm the jackass who didn't help until I could do it conveniently." Such a great ring to it. He took a swig of one of his drinks and laid back after closing it.
If we leave the country, I might never find her, he thought, chewing on some beef jerky. Or, if I'm lucky, she's wherever we're going. What will I even say to her? "Hey, remember me? I'm the jackass who didn't help until I could do it conveniently." Such a great ring to it. He took a swig of one of his drinks and laid back after closing it.
"Why are we running?" Vasilli asks himself leaning against one of the transports wheels, absently watching the world fly by.
"We shouldn't be leaving, we should be pressuring them...we are stronger, better...but, that rat will probably give away our plans anyway," he growls, his eyes locked firmly on Justin.
I could kill him here and now, I doubt any of them would stop me, they probably think he's the rat as well, he thinks to himself, trying to burn a hole through Justin's back with his eyes.
"We shouldn't be leaving, we should be pressuring them...we are stronger, better...but, that rat will probably give away our plans anyway," he growls, his eyes locked firmly on Justin.
I could kill him here and now, I doubt any of them would stop me, they probably think he's the rat as well, he thinks to himself, trying to burn a hole through Justin's back with his eyes.
Eryn stayed in the transport for a few minutes before finally growing frustrated and getting out. She walked towards Vasilli, not bothering to acknowledge the humans that were scattered around the gas station. She followed his gaze and smirked.
"It seems like we are both thinking the same thing. I don't think Anthony would be happy if we killed him though."
"It seems like we are both thinking the same thing. I don't think Anthony would be happy if we killed him though."
"Well, at least I know I can rely on someone else to think," Vasilli replies.
"And we can make a story, say he attacked us, we put him down as a rat," he smiles darkly before looking up at Eryn, "do you not agree?"
"And we can make a story, say he attacked us, we put him down as a rat," he smiles darkly before looking up at Eryn, "do you not agree?"
...the hell? Feels like someone's watching me, Justin thought, feeling a bit nervous. Sitting up, he slowly turned to see two in his group staring, an evil smirk on one's face. Something's wrong here. I'm not sure what, but I need to watch my back. Facing the woods again, he flicked off the safeties of his pistols and laid back down.
And they wonder why people think they're monsters.
And they wonder why people think they're monsters.
If they Army acknowledges the presence of the "sixth sense" that people have, letting them know they're being watched, then I figure I'll use it.
Anthony thought carefully about Azure's idea. "I'm sure they weren't tagged. All they had was the thin clothes from the UN..." he trailed off and glanced out the transport at Wesley, who was sitting on a bench some distance away.
He ran over and led Wes back to the transport, somewhat roughly. "Wes, we're going to get that tag off you. It might be giving away our position."
"Finally." he said simply, climbing into the vehicle. Anthony opened up a tool kit and pulled out a pair of wire cutters.
"I don't know if this is going to hurt you." he warned, a look of regret clearly written on his face.
Wes shook his head, "I don't care. Get it off."
Closing the blades of the tool around the metal device, Anthony put all of his supernatural strength into cutting through it. Nothing happened for a second as the tag resisted, then the blades sunk into it. A spark flew off it and Wes gritted his teeth as an intense ringing filled his skull. He moaned in pain, his eyes flicking about under his closed lids.
Anthony put more force on the tool, but it refused to cut through. In his last effort, he put so much strength into it that the arm of the wire cutters snapped. The ringing continued and Wes squeezed his temples between his hands.
Thinking quickly, Anthony grabbed a medical box and sifted through it. He quickly found what he wanted: a scalpel. He pulled Wesley's hands away and held his head still against the wall. The scalpel easily cut from the edge of his ear into the piercing. Anthony pulled the tag away and stepped back from Wes.
The man slumped over as the world finally went quiet. Sweat glistened on his forehead. He carefully touched his ear and found the imprisoning device gone. A relieved smile spread over his face and he looked over at the angel.
"Thank you."
Anthony dropped the device out the window and handed Wes a roll of bandage. "I'm sorry it took so long."
He ran over and led Wes back to the transport, somewhat roughly. "Wes, we're going to get that tag off you. It might be giving away our position."
"Finally." he said simply, climbing into the vehicle. Anthony opened up a tool kit and pulled out a pair of wire cutters.
"I don't know if this is going to hurt you." he warned, a look of regret clearly written on his face.
Wes shook his head, "I don't care. Get it off."
Closing the blades of the tool around the metal device, Anthony put all of his supernatural strength into cutting through it. Nothing happened for a second as the tag resisted, then the blades sunk into it. A spark flew off it and Wes gritted his teeth as an intense ringing filled his skull. He moaned in pain, his eyes flicking about under his closed lids.
Anthony put more force on the tool, but it refused to cut through. In his last effort, he put so much strength into it that the arm of the wire cutters snapped. The ringing continued and Wes squeezed his temples between his hands.
Thinking quickly, Anthony grabbed a medical box and sifted through it. He quickly found what he wanted: a scalpel. He pulled Wesley's hands away and held his head still against the wall. The scalpel easily cut from the edge of his ear into the piercing. Anthony pulled the tag away and stepped back from Wes.
The man slumped over as the world finally went quiet. Sweat glistened on his forehead. He carefully touched his ear and found the imprisoning device gone. A relieved smile spread over his face and he looked over at the angel.
"Thank you."
Anthony dropped the device out the window and handed Wes a roll of bandage. "I'm sorry it took so long."
Wow, that went a lot longer than I expected. Cool.
As he walked around Rolf spotted Eryn and Vasilli looking, no, staring at Justin.
He knew very well how much Eryn desired to rip humans to shreds, and she probably had more than enough hate bottled up after their imprisonment as well. Thinking about it... Didn't he have reasons to hate them as well?
Ever since he joined the blackjacks he had been given no reasons to like the humans. They had slaughtered the mythos indiscriminately, interned them into camps, and preformed cruel experiments on them. Yet... He only felt hate towards the UN for these acts...
He looked over at Justin, and decided to walk over to him.
"You're... Looking a bit nervous... Human..." Rolf stated, after stopping about 4 feet from him and folding his hands, in what could have been considered an intimidating manner.
He knew very well how much Eryn desired to rip humans to shreds, and she probably had more than enough hate bottled up after their imprisonment as well. Thinking about it... Didn't he have reasons to hate them as well?
Ever since he joined the blackjacks he had been given no reasons to like the humans. They had slaughtered the mythos indiscriminately, interned them into camps, and preformed cruel experiments on them. Yet... He only felt hate towards the UN for these acts...
He looked over at Justin, and decided to walk over to him.
"You're... Looking a bit nervous... Human..." Rolf stated, after stopping about 4 feet from him and folding his hands, in what could have been considered an intimidating manner.
"Nervous?" Justin asked, sitting up and facing Rolf. "Two people who could rip me to shreds with their bare hands are just staring at me, my big guns are on the transport, and I doubt I could even get a pistol out before I died. 'Nervous' is an understatement." Sighing, he wiped away a tear that came to his eye.
"I didn't even do anything to them but I just have a bad feeling. I mean, I'm dead to society, and probably legally dead by now, so this group is literally all I have, but I keep thinking something's wrong. I can't do this much longer, and I don't know how you guys do." Closing his eyes, he took some deep breaths to retain his composure.
"I didn't even do anything to them but I just have a bad feeling. I mean, I'm dead to society, and probably legally dead by now, so this group is literally all I have, but I keep thinking something's wrong. I can't do this much longer, and I don't know how you guys do." Closing his eyes, he took some deep breaths to retain his composure.
He looked over at Eryn and Vasilli, a slight frown on his face, before turning to Justin again.
"Eryn... Doesn't like humans... But Anthony will not... Let her hurt you..." He said, then looked off into the forest.
"You can't... Be much more dead... Than me. Yet... I understand..." He added with a single nod.
"Still... Good..."
"Eryn... Doesn't like humans... But Anthony will not... Let her hurt you..." He said, then looked off into the forest.
"You can't... Be much more dead... Than me. Yet... I understand..." He added with a single nod.
"Still... Good..."