Luna Crying

[Kings Anointed]

He snapped to when he heard Aaron screaming for a second Gabe watched them try to rape her, at that point he got up and attempted to push the men off of her taking a kick and punch. These two blows him sent back to the ground next to Aaron. "Ow, that's smarts..." Suddenly as if God heard his call a man was struck down to the ground from off of the weapon the town was attacked by. "Thank you Lord." Gabe said in shock as everything erupted all at once. Then he snapped to it as he heard Aaron calling to be untied and then cursing as she screamed when the men fled. He immediately acted and untied her quickly and threw his shirt onto her. when eh did his stellar chest and abdominal were revealed. He took no pride in them as he helped Aaron to her feet and took her off to safety. Before heading toward the Inn to where Ira was Gabe gave the order to his men. "Fight them get your guns and fight these invaders God our Rock is with us!"

>>>Upon witnessing this the crowd cried out in praise to God and rushed to their feet running forth to their weapons and dispersed through out the street all around their enemies."Aim for their eyes!" They began firing their weapons mercilessly at the invaders.

[Ava Lenore]

On the order to attack, Penemue leaned into view only the slightest bit. Her AK 47 was parallel to the ground, her eye focused down the barrel. Breathing came harder. She hated the idea of killing, but sometimes killing a leader was enough to ruin the morale of an entire group. The bullets that poured from her rifle was meant for the sadistic female captain. If there was a God, she prayed her careful aim would compensate for the AK 47's tendency to be a bit... off.

Penemue side-stepped as she fired. Side-stepped and aimed. Her bruised knees were bent and mind focused. She would cover Ira and try to convince him to let her move him.

The girl's eyes widened when Gabriel and Aaron moved into her range. She held off as long as she could to avoid hitting them with stray bullets then recommenced firing, this time covering their retreat. She did not shout, curse, or cry out as she fired, though a steady stream of sweat ran down her neck. Hopefully, no more innocents would die this day.

[Toneh]

Righteous indignation. A clever word to describe the mob as it mounted a rather clumsy and untrained defense. The Captain and her men were ducking for cover, and preparing to return fire, when bullets began bouncing off of their armor. It was one thing to go for the eyes. But those helmets, and the way they tilted their faces down with their arms blocking the cone of fire made it extremely difficult and unlikely a shot would land. They were scrambling away so that an MA round did not smash into their armor and cause their hearts to stop, or even worst pierce a point of the under mesh which was designed to turn back bullets, not MA rounds. Two of the men had pulled back into an ally way next to the Peterson home. But the mob followed them and were surprised to see the two men standing boldly. One had a repeated, the other had the large MA Smart rifle. There was no plan of action, just anger and rage. The kind of combat the ANC specialized in.

The sound of a harsh thumping could be heard coming from the streets. The rounds tore through the bodies of seven people, killing them before they ever hit the ground. Short controlled bursts. This alone sent the remainder scurrying back out into the town, as they fired on the captain’s position. She responded by her two men, and her using her pistol firing into the falling back crowd. This time five more hit the ground. Blood soaking in the dirt of the this little town.

But that MA rifle Ira used was a thing of beauty. As Gabe and Aaron, and this strange new comer with her ancient AK 47 assault rifle laid eyes on him, they would see Ira, Sitting on his good leg, with his rifle on the low laying window sill. Each shot sounded like lighting was striking in the building. That deafening report, it was enough to drive people insane. Ira fired his rifle twice, the people who were cowering in the building next to him jumped in fear, but not at his weapon, more at his words. “THAT’S TWO MORE DOWN BITCH!” He howled. “WANNA TRY ME AGAIN!?” He screamed at the Captain. When she looked the two men in the ally way were both dead. They lay on their backs, theirs heads nothing more then red jelly sloshing around in a mixture of bone and plastic, held together only by their resilient helmets.

Gabe, Aaron and the new girl would see a larger surly man, wearing black armor, come diving in through the back window. He roared violently, and went charging into Ira.

He slammed into Ira, who screamed ‘FUCK!” very loudly. The two immediately began wrestling about on the floor. To his credit Ira fought valiantly, even managing to take the mans gun and hit him with it several times. But Ira was wounded, suffering blood loss, and was heavily medicated. This man was well rested, and well fed, so it came as no surprise when he quickly straddled Ira, Jerked out his Bayonet and brought it down. The glimmering blade was halted as Ira’s forearm shot up and created a barrier against the death blow.

“I’m gonna enjoy gutting you boy!” the man snarled from behind his re-breather. Ira grunted, his face the utter caricature of a vicious rabid animal fully intent on killing this son of a bitch. But that blade was inching closer and closer to Ira’s throat.

"Stay back!" Ira grunted as he gasped for air. "STAY THE FUCK BACK, I WANT THIS SOMBITCH!" He howled till his voice cracked. Ira began struggling, The Man's free hand reached out wrapped around Ira's chest plate, securing his blade's Intended destination.

[Ava Lenore]

The shock of the burly man charging through a window caught Penemue completely off guard. Not thinking, only acting, she fell back into the building, where she found the larger man pinning Ira and slowly bringing that blade closer and closer to ending the good soldier’s life. At least, she hoped he was a good soldier. She slung her rifle over her shoulder and ran to where Ira’s unmanned rifle rested.

Penemue had seen what kind of havoc this rifle caused. She did not trust herself to fire on the burly man without catching Ira in the blast. But they didn’t know that. She turned the weapon on the pair. Her aim was true. If she pulled the trigger, the man in black would no longer have a head. “Drop your weapon!” Penemue was courageous at times, but she was not stupid; she kept the men at enough of a distance that she could draw her pistols and fire before they got to her. The powerful ANC weapon remained level with the burly man’s head. She did not tremble. “I said drop it! Or—so help me—I’ll blow your head off.”

If Ira really wanted to kill this guy, he’d wait until the man made a mistake… Like loosening his grip on the bayonet, or trying to pick a fight with the girl holding a gun powerful enough to blow through his armor.

[paper_stars]

When Gabe freed her she got to her feet and pulled the shirt he tossed her on, however the second before he could usher her away she grabbed her jeans. Though Gabe’s intent was to get her to safety, Aaron had another idea. As they got in the way of the shooter from afar, she glanced in the possible direction of the female sniper. Aaron had nothing but burning hatred in her eyes.. however, before Gabe could get her to the safe place.. Aaron would veer off to the ally where she had hidden her belongings in the trash can.

Aaron only had her small hunting knife on her when the two soldiers had patted her down, before this group was let into the town she had hidden her machete and backpack in the trash can down the alley near the church. (Which she actually did in one of my pervious posts.)

If Gabe truly wanted to bring her to safety, he’d have to kill her. She was completely blinded by her rage and the urge to draw blood from those mother fuckers.

After she got to the trash can, she quickly slipped her jeans on and zipped them up and then dug into it. Everyone was so busy they never thought to check it.

Why would a stupid townie put a weapon in the trash can in the first place?

She pulled out her blade and removed it from the sheath. Around her she could hear the echoing gun shots, the screams..
She could even hear Ira struggling, shouting or whatever the hell he was doing. As she pulled the blade freed she eyed it with a lustful glance before turning on her heel.

Those fucking bastards wanted blood.. she’d give them blood.

As she left the ally way, she went to find herself a gun.. or a persons with a gun that she could take.

[Kings Anointed]

As they got close to the building Ira was in Gabe nearly slipped and fell as Aaron veered away from him and stumbled in to the building. "AARON WHAT THE HECK ARE YO DOING GET BACK HERE!" Gabe screamed a bit losing his cool and he was worried about her. He regretted not acting sooner or even looking at her when she was being stripped. Truth is that seeing a woman his age or younger scared him. He didn't want to give into lust. Especially at a time like this. When he stumbled into the building now on his ass he looked up at the new woman pointing Ira's gun at a man on top of Ira trying to kill him. "Get off of him you creep!" Gabe grabbed a pot and whatever he could find and began pelting the intruder with everything he could get his hands on. Gabe was on the other side of the new woman aiming Ira's gun starting to throw heavier objects at him. "GET OUT OF HERE YOU HEATHEN, WARMONGING TOAD!"

[Toneh]

Outside the Civilians had regrouped, and were either hiding, or running about the village finding what ever they could in order to fight off the remaining invaders. Cracks of thunder and thumping blended in with the chatter of case less weapons being returned at the three ANC troopers. The Captain was in utter rage as she had just lost three of her best and brightest to somebody using ANC weapons.

The Surviving guards had scattered, and were dumping their weapons onto the invader’s positions. It was desperate. Shouts and screams of terror could be heard, but they were doing an admirable job of keeping the Captain and her two soldier’s busy. They were not going down easily, but it was quite clear that they were evenly match against their untrained foes.

The Soldier on top of Ira hardly seemed to react. He was dead set on killing the man. “That guy you shot, was my brotha” The soldier grunted as the objects struck him but bounded harmlessly off of his heavy armor. The Gun went to his head, and he utterly seemed un-threatened. Ira regained his wind and shoved back pushing the knife up, inches away from his bare face.

Ira’s brown eyes were locked on the red glowing goggles of his attacker, they did not blink, they were not wretched in fear, all one would see on his face was a vicious raw determination. “I wish I coulda heard him moan as he fell!” Ira hissed back. Ira did not have the heart to tell the girl that his rifle was utterly useless in her hands. The weapon was tailored to work specifically for him, in the event he fell asleep and somebody tried to take the damn thing from him and turn it on him. Of course not would have been a nice time for it to work in her hands.

“You little shit!” The large hulking trooper howled. The Blade suddenly came racing down, Ira barely halting it, but now it was touching his supple flesh, blood was being drawn and began running down his naked face. “I AM REALLY GONNA ENJOY GUTTING YOU BOY!”

[Ava Lenore]

She hesitated long enough. Ira had his chance. Penemue dropped the MA rifle, catching it with the top of her foot to ease its way to the floor. At the same time, she drew her glock and desert eagle; her AK 47 would be the wrong choice with the others in the room. Gunshots rang out, reverberating terribly in the small room. She aimed at the burly man’s head, his face, his re-breather mask, his throat, his chest. With so much firepower damaging a single target, blood should be pouring from his lifeless body. Just for good measure, Penemue ran up and kicked him in the face, separating him from Ira.

[paper_stars]

The sound of them moaning as they died would be rather enjoyable.. Aaron would agree with that fact with Ira if she had even heard what he said. But she didn’t, however she felt that she wanted to hear them scream for their lives in utter terror…now that…would be overly satisfying. Aaron found herself a shot gun still in the hands of one of the dead townies. She carefully pried the weapon from the cold fingers and checked to see if it was loaded.. It was.

This battle was now somewhat to their advantage.. two.. no three men dead, the soldiers were scattered and they were trying to cover their faces in order to protect their eye shields rather than focus too much on shooting.. they would be rather distracted with the towns people relentlessly firing on them.

She glanced about with a dangerous shimmer in her eyes, she was on the hunt.. like a vicious and deadly predator looking for its prey.. but the prey wasn’t for food.. no no, this hunt would be more like a hunt of pleasure.

Aaron cocked the shot gun with one hand and slipped out from the middle of the town, where the majority of the firing was taking place. Her mind all but forgetting about Ira, Gabe and even the townies, their well being was no longer her concern.. her only concern was for herself and herself alone.

She walked with her head up, her pace was calm and relaxed as she made her way down the alley and to the back of the building before she turned the corner. She was searching for a soldier.. any soldier for that matter.

She didn’t give a fuck who it was, she didn’t care if they were sniffling curled up in one of these ally ways. Her hold on the shot gun adjusted so that her finger would be over the trigger and with any sort of pressure.. whether it would be done on purpose or accident would fire the gun.

“Here kitty kitty.”

[Kings Anointed]

Gabe stopped throwing things seeing it had no effect on the brute. He would run back to the door as Penemue attacked the man with a kick to separate him from Ira. Gabe then ran back at the man and tackled him leaping over Ira and slapped the knife from his hand. "You should have listened to me." He then grabbed heavy chair and smashed it down on the fallen soldiers face. The wood split and splintered violently but he ear what sounded like glass cracking and he stepped back to Ira.
Gabriel saw Ira's primary weapon on the ground discarded. He knew he didn't have what it took to aim or fire the weapon so he lifted it up while the soldier was still on the ground and placed the weapon in Ira's capable hands. "Obliterate this ingrate and may the Lord have mercy on him when he's standing before Him in a few seconds."

This was the coldest Gabriel had ever been concerning another of God's beloved creations but these people had come in attempted to rape a woman staying with him, killed now many of the citizens and a defenseless child. He had no sympathy for what happened to them at this moment. "Kill him then we go after the others. One by one till the stain of their existence is no more." Gabe's gaze fixed on the armored man on the ground before Ira. His breathing hard and muscles tense, all of him on edge and guard looking toward the street all he could see was dust and hear was shouts and shots being fired.

[Toneh]

The thing about such a frantic close quartered battle was it took a precious second to successfully aimed a weapon, but the girl was right up on the man. The Bullets flew out of her guns and collided at various points o n his armor, the rounds as expected bounced harmlessly away, but the impact of them had affected the man, his head felt around, and his body jumped at each hit, so when he looked up, that foot landed dead into his face knocking his re-breather off. It was at this point the chair smashed into his body splintering into a thousand fragments, and sent his hulking form thrashing to the ground next to Ira.

Gabriel felt this the time to bless the room with another of his stirring speeches, Ira on the other hand did not miss a beat as he reached into his belt and jerked out his Truncheon. It would appear to be nothing more then a humble black cylinder, until Ira flicked his wrist and it suddenly deployed into a two and a half foot long club. Ira let out a desperate cry, and flipped his body over, bringing the club down into his attacker’s bare face. A loud satisfying crunch would saturate the hall with its subtle music. Then desperately climbing on top of the dying man, Ira brought the club down, again and again and again, each smack with his truncheon caused blood to start flying in all directions. Ira stopped after a minuets or to of this, and would loom over the beaten man. He made no noise, not taunts, he merely cleared his sinuses and spit onto the man’s shattered face.

If Gabriel or the woman were to gaze down to see what Ira had done to finish him, all they would find is a red blood soaked fleshy pulp all smashed together. The majority of the blood on Ira’s face was that of the Soldier. “Say it…” He gasped. The soldier wheezed, and let out a soft gurgle. Ira smiled, and then began frantically looking around. “Somebody help me up!”

He then looked to the new girl. “Who the fuck is this?” He sneered at her. “Fantastic, another outsider.” He said calmly.

It was at this point that the walls in the Town hall suddenly ripped open and the air filled with the sound of a painful explosion.

Ira Dove Forward and grabbed his rifle. “GET DOWN!” He ordered as he began crawling forward, heading back to the window.

[Ava Lenore]

Penemue ignored Ira's complaint about her identity as she holstered one of her pistols. They'd have time to square that away later. She ducked on his order but moved in on him. She grabbed his off-hand, putting his arm over her shoulder to support his weight. Moving toward the window, where Ira seemed intent on moving to, she tried to calm herself. Watching Ira beat in the soldier's skull had turned her stomach. Bile was kicking in the back of her throat, but she couldn't lose her cool now.

Penemue glanced between Ira and Gabriel and finally to the window. "People, are we holding this place or getting out? If out, what's the most direct route?" She shifted her weight, keeping Ira supported.

[paper_stars]

The predator, that’s what she should be called..she wasn’t human any more, no matter how hard she tried, or pretended. There was a part of her, deep within her soul that craved blood.. killing and murder. Perhaps if her life had been different, she’d be a different person.. that perhaps she’d actually be a real ‘person’. Aaron was tormented and broken, her soul had been crushed.. her faith had been destroyed and her entire being was rewired to be completely different. It would be a very rare if impossible thing for her to be reworked back into society.

“Kitty kitty…”

Aarons head tipped to the side as she peered around the corner of the building. “Ahh…” so that’s where they went.. running with their tales between their legs. Real men. What a joke, and the woman…she was even more pathetic. Aaron ultimately decided on her target.. not so much the two men, but the woman.

Aaron paused with her shoulder up against the building she was behind, the gun cocked and readied.. and in her other hand she still held her blade.

However she remained where she was and peaked just far enough around the corner.. but not to much to be seen.

[Kings Anointed]

Gabe watched the man on man fight now Ira pummeling the downed soldier with the blunt object mercilessly. A part of Gabriel smiled at this even as the mans blood spattered his face and shirt from Ira's forceful blows to the man's face. When Ira finished Gabe stooped over the man, "May God have mercy on you sir, you'll be meeting him soon. I forgive you." Gabe whispered to the dieing man, and he truly did forgive the man with his whole heart. However, Gabe detested his kind with just as much as his heart.

When Ira gave the Order to move where he was Gabe did so helping Penemue with him. "We're going to stay and fight." He answered her with determination in his voice but his heart was sinking for he truly feared for his town and friends knowing they were fighting and sadly also dieing valiantly. All of them going to the Lord as they passed from their bodies. "Ira can you finish these demonically possessed pricks or not? I'll do whatever you tell me to end this." Gabe ducked down hearing another explosion and feeling it rock the ground. His heart also feared for Aaron which he still felt gravely guilty over not helping when she needed him. "God forgive me."

[Toneh]

“Shit, they are flanking us!” One of the soldiers yelled as he turned around and saw Aaron peeking around a corner. He was holding a stubby looking ANC repeater, the weapon was not nearly as powerful as Ira’s rifle, but it was enough to chop a grown man to pieces literally in a second. He squeezed the trigger, and that loud hammering as his weapons magnetic coil began crunching out rounds began filling the air with its song once again. Aaron had vanished behind the side of a building once again, but the rounds ripped through the corner of it, splintering wood and sending stone in all directions.

The Captain and the other soldier were focusing their efforts on the main group of townies who were fighting them. She turned to the first soldier and slapped the top of his head. “Finish him off, and then circle around their primary location, lets end this little stand off.” The First soldier, the one that had fired on Aaron, nodded “Yes Ma’am.” He then vaulted off after Aaron, he paused at the edge of the house, daring to peek around.

Bullets flew, and smacked into the rusted metal of the car, they struck they armor of the Captain a few times, but she stood resolute, no fear of them at all. She held her pistol up and fired, killing a larger man with a round through his bulbous belly. “These were some well fed fucks” She snarled as the man dropped to his knees, and she put a round through his head.

Ira lay down on the ground next to Penemue and Gabe, his single brown eye looked over at the girl. His facial expression was not one of annoyance or anger at her. She did not miss a beat, she did not bitch or complain, she moved in harmony with him…like a soldier. This wondrous expression faded with the sound of more MA weapons fire. She would receive no thank you, no pat on the head. Gabe asked Ira if he could take them out. “Of course I can.” He snapped. “But then again they can take us…” He slammed his foot down into the loop of the big soldier’s repeater strap. "...out too." Grunting he pulled the weapon over to him. Ira then grabbed the weapon and held it in his hands as he leaned against the hole filled wall facing the rusted car. His fingers flipped open a small panel on the side of the weapon, and he began fiddling with it for a moment. He then closed the panel, and handed it, butt first to Penemue.

“It should work for you now…it is gonna feel different then your AK47, it is also going to get hot…don’t mind it, that is just the mag coil heating up…pace you shots, short controlled bursts.” Ira spoke to her as he placed his goggles over his eyes(One of them worked the other was gone) and slapped his re-breather on over his face. If it were not for the fact that his armor was a smoky grey, and the armor of the invading soldiers was black, you would hardly be able to tell the difference.

Ira then turned his head to Gabriel, smiling. “So….how god is your throwing arm?”