Drake-
“Well a freak like you should be able to obliterate those monsters” Hullum sneered, reaching into his pocket and bringing out a fragmentation grenade and removing the pin, “I bet they are a bi-product of you vectors” he finished while throwing the grenade into one of the many holes that dotted the surface on which the group stood. The grenade fell into the mass of undead beneath and exploded sending shards in every direction, shredding and obliterating the zombies.
“ Hey!” Jason yelled angrily at Jason, towering over the cocky green lizard, “ shut your mouth or I will beat some manners into your bloody skull”, the Crimsons left hand was balled into a fist and his eyes were filled with rage.
“Why should I” Hullum asked with mockingly, “why stick up for one of the Red”, Hullum was looking up at his mercenary companion with lightning (metaphorical) sparking between the two as their anger started to rise.
“Because he isn’t the first vector I know of, there is a smug vector working for the company I am part of” Jason responded quietly after firing his shotgun at an avian who rose through a hole in the wall to their right, sending it to the ground with a thud.
The hanger-
Compassion walked beside Zaida her eyes looking at the hundreds of undead that were closing on the darkness vector, “I don’t think I will be adequate enough to help you in this battle Miss Zaida and I must apologise, but you are powerful enough summon someone more…. “Adequate” for the situation” Zaida could swear that Compassion was smirking slightly. And like that the body began to glow purple slightly, like a glowstick, and the body stopped for a second. Compassions eyes were closed and her body was rigid. Before Zaida could speak Compassion was in front of Zaida, the speed inhuman. Compassion was glancing at Zaida with his neck almost 180, his limbs were less rigid and his stance was wonky and uneven , like he was going to trip over. “sorry there sheila, but yhte psusiy can't handle the big bad unidead so i dwill boe uable tzo do what sthe can't...” the masculine voice explained with a voice of a completely drunk patron at the bars, “…..hte name is sickness by the way, syou are still to piss weak tdo gte anyone……. bettewr, qi useriously dogubt the othmers ctould help you.... well bmayke …….silence, utb hke izs pa axsshole”. This voice was almost unreade especially when the voice hiccupped amidst speaking the gibberish. “ Shuld we farke thema ope shelia” he asked as he turned to face the incoming zombies that poured forward.
Even as Zane spoke the undead were pouring through the massive hole above, like insects they surrounded Zane and Johnny, the ones that had fallen after Zane and had hit the metallic surface below them were already beginning to get back to their feet. Johnny nodded as Zane spoke about the coming storm, and stood slightly in a mix of awe and surprise as the little mouse watched the shadow change radically. As the horde closed in on the two, the Mouse became the ghost and watched the show Zane was about to put on. There were twenty Zombies closing in on Zane, and all were ready to rip into the shadow vector.
Algera and Lindsay nodded when they looked at each other, one filled with concern and the other with emotionless, cold ones. Alegera spend the rest of her clip on the nearest zombie and threw the machine gun at the feral lynx to her right. “Time to show them what a True Draconian born and bred can do” she whispered to herself as the Zombies slowly and cautiously approached. As they got closer she changed back to her normal dragon form, then she changed so suddenly and so rapidly that the zombies were blown away. Her body grew bigger and bigger, and soon her form was the size of a small house. Her wings grew larger and more rugged, like sandpaper with her wingspan was about 100 ft in length. Her scales became sleeker and scales began to merge together into large plate like armour that completely covered her body, especially in her underbelly. Her eyes became more slitted, a serpents eyes, and two massive horns grew out of her head, curving upwards as they shot backwards. Her claws were the size of blades, dark black and so sharp they glistened in the light. Spikes rose outward from her back, two at a time and making a v formation. Her entire frame looked draconian in appearance but were sleeker and more foreign in appearance.
Ryu looked at Mighty, at algera who towered over everyone, then at the zombies who were closing in on the unconscious Michael, and rose slowly upwards his fist clenched and his eyes burning with emotion. He took as step backwards and braced his feet, absorbing all the energy he could muster into his feet. And then he launched himself forward, sprinting, like a furry bullet, into the horde of zombies into the direction of the Helicopters and Jets that were docked at the far end of the hanger, where a massive plume of some smoke and flame were rising upwards.
Algera drew a deep breath and spewed burning hot flames at the zombies that tried to latch onto her smooth legs, turning them into charred slabs of meat. “Impossible…..” Johnny whispered in awe as her watched Alegara slam her left fist into a group of undead, and after a second, lifting her fist to show that it was covered in crimson red. She then moved forwards into the horde that surrounded the Vectors and swatted them like flies as she did. The zombies were blown apart as they were sent flying, being hit by battering rams disguised as fists.
Mighty was surrounded by lightning and static, his entire surrounding a death zone for the zombies who were burnt to a crisp from the volts of energy that had dared to attack him. The floor seared all of the zombies to the floor, and causing most to topple as their movement to set them free, made their decayed feet break apart. Many were still walking near the vector group a little behind him, as well as those who headed of to where a plume of smoke was rising upwards.
Something moved through the crowd, a deer with snake like features walked through the horde of zombies, knocking over any that didn’t enable it to pass. The body was young, his antlers and lean body indicating a teenager. His skin wasn’t pale like the others, rather tinged green, with no roots on the surface of the skin like the rest. The bottoms of his bare feet were grey and bulkier than the rest of his body. His eyes were filled with anger, but not hunger; his mouth wasn’t drooling and his movements were more precise. The creature stood just at the edge of the circle where the zombies had made their perimeter around the lightning vector.
Before mighty could say anything, a massive hologram erupted from beneath him, it almost made it impossible to see as whatever it was that was coming, it was big and certainly going to hurt.
Boss Battle- Mighty Vs Stone Vector corpse
( I think its appropriate to say that algera and Drago are a side character with Taris completely gone….NOT HAPPY at Taris but anyway…..)
In the forest-
“Target spotted” a voice whispered over the radio, “near Transcendence crash site, male, anthro, lion” static hit the radio and the avian slightly sweated as he and the rest of the battalion remained stationary at the beach front where there vehicles were currently docked/landed. “Remove target” the reconnaissance captain asked.
The Avian flicked a switch on his radio, and spoke into it, his voice strong and precise, “affirmative”. A flash of orange with a tinge of blue illuminated the avian’s faces that stood beside their leader, their eyes hidden behind their masks.
“Sir, all targets in immediate area dispatched” the voice confirmed, “you are clear to move forward at your convenience sir”.
With a nod by the head avian of the operation, the hundred and twenty elite avian personal moved quietly through the forest where the seared remains of the TerraCo aircraft was. There were a dozen avians in light, black armour scouring the sight of impact, their armour slightly tinged green as their HUDS were illuminating the ground beneath the pale moon above them.
“ Where are they” the Avian asked as he looked at the crash site, the rest of the battalion that followed began to spread out. As he walked through the burning wreckage one of the recon soldiers picked up the tracking device that one of their agents had placed, “I found it sir” he called out and the avian leader ran over to where the recon soldier stood looking at the small device. “ where are those bloody vectors” he asked to himself as he looked at the device.
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