[hr][h1][i][color=00FFFF]Jennifer Marissa Caspin[/color][/i][/h1][sub][@ToadRopes][@Valhalla][/sub][hr]


They were basically [i]spelling-out[/i] that they were Metahumans... Too bad Jennifer is too busy running for her life to pay attention to anything. Right now, she didn't give any fucks who they are, what they are, or what they do. Being with [i]anyone[/i] that isn't a Fiend seemed appetizing right now. All Jen wanted to do was get the flying fuck out of this festival before she gets killed! The two goons were right behind her, and she was the one lagging behind the most. She tried her best to keep up, but she was getting exhausted- She felt something whip her leg from under her with enough force that it spun her sideways. It was so quick that it went from her standing up, hauling ass, to the world spinning. She hit the concrete hard, and rolled - skin tearing with each roll like it was paper. She let out a yelp as she came to a stop, landing on her back. Jen turned her head to the side, only to lose track of the Parks. She felt one hell of a pain in her hand, so she brought her hand up to her face and looked at it. Jeeez... She could move it, but it hurt like hell. Probably a sprain. Her hand was covered in cuts, and torn flesh - that healed at such a rapid pace that they were gone in a second.

She felt a boot come down so hard with her gut that she had to yelp. Jenny looked up, and saw that the two Fiends had caught up with her. The one with the tentacle arm had the boot on Jen. They were laughing from underneath their gas masks. "Looks like you didn't run fast enough, little bunny." The man the mutated legs laughed. "Looks like we're going to have a bit of fun with you...." He reached down. [i][color=00FFFF]He wants to touch me... he wants to... No, no, no, no no![/color][/i] Once again, Jennifer felt so [i]helpless[/i]. She opened her mouth to scream - but someone ran up and punched the Fiend on top of her in the face, hard enough to knock her out. That same person quickly swung around and smashed the other Fiend in the face with the butt of her gun - Enough to break plenty of bones.

The woman - revealed to be an abnormally large, African-American, NEST Agent - reached down, and grabbed Jennifer by the inside of her arm. She pulled Jennifer up to her feet... while shouting, [color=007236]"[i]... Get your ass up![/i]"[/color] Jen was happy to be back on her feet, but before she could get a good look at the woman (Or her companions) the NEST Agent pushed her by the back, barking, [color=007236]"[i]Keep moving! Don't stop until you're out of the Rosalina Isle![/i]"[/color]

Before Jen could even say anything, the NEST Agent left her... It seems like everyone was leaving her behind. She was all alone. She just couldn't handle this. [i][color=00FFFF]"Th... [i]Thank you....[/i]"[/color][/i] She lowly muttered - knowing that the NEST Agent was too far away to hear her.  Jennifer looked around - to her right, there was chaos, and to her left, there were more Fiends. Yet... Behind her, there was an alleyway. Yeah, that seemed real appetizing. Before she could think, she heard the mother of all screams, a scream that made Jennifer cover her ears from this distance. It was over in a few moments. She immediately turned her head over in that direction, and saw a twenty-year old man, comforting a young girl... And one dispatched Fiend on the ground. One of them had to be a Metahuman. Nonetheless, Jen started to turn towards the alleyway, when she spotted that another Fiend had approached them. A Fiend with a mutated arm had attacked them, - [color=00FFFF][i]Any closer and that would have taken their heads...[/i][/color] - fortunately she missed, but she quickly pulled the arm out of the wall.

This caused a bit of a dilemma in Jen, as she debated whether or not she should just run. [color=00FFFF][i]Should I help them?! How can I help them?![/i][/color] She asked herself, as she bit her fingernails as she looked around. On the ground, she saw a discarded Fiend weapon - a metal pipe with duct-tape at the end to serve as a handle. Well, it's better than her fists. Jen quickly ran towards - quickly scoping up the pipe with one hand - them at top speed, slipping up behind the woman. She pulled the pipe back to arc it for one hell of a swing. The closer she got... the scarier this mutated bitch looked, but she made her decision. No backing down now. The second she was in range, she swung the pipe, full force, and it collided with the Fiendish woman's head. She was taken out near-instantly. Jen was panting, and she stared at the woman - before her gaze traveled upwards towards Malik and Kiara.

[color=00FFFF][i]"... Hi."[/i][/color]


[hr][h1][i][color=007236]Michelle Brianna Gallus[/color][/i][/h1][sub][@He Who Walks Behind][/sub][hr]


[i]"What is our next move?" [/i]

[color=007236][i]Is he some sort of soldier?[/i][/color] Michelle thought to herself for a moment as she observed Andy... And the very soldier-like way he handled his gun. With her level of vision, she missed very few things. And how a man handles a gun is one of them. She narrowed her eyes for a moment. [color=007236][i]... I'm going to be asking you a looooot of questions when all of this is over.[/i][/color] Michelle thought to herself - trying her damn near hardest not to say them out loud. She learned (The hard way) that it's not best to tip off people that you're on to him. Michelle nodded her head, and said, [color=007236]"... I'm going to check in with my superiors, and find out the supposed safezones are."[/color] She knew that she couldn't keep running around forever. She dipped down behind a vendor stand (She was a giant target waiting for a Fiend to get lucky). Michelle grabbed onto her radio, and held onto the button as she spoke into it, [color=007236]"This is Agent Gallus! I have two civilians with me, where is the extraction-"[/color]

"Agent Gallus," The Director calmly started off, "Leave civilian evacuation to the police. You are to recover the Fiend's mutagen."

[color=007236]"I'm not going to abandon them!"[/color] Michelle ordered.

"You have your orders, I expect you to carry them out. Director Caryl, out." The radio went silent, and Michelle nearly crushed the communicator.

[color=007236]"[i]Ugh![/i]"[/color] Michelle meant what she said. She'd rather personally get them out of here.  She stood straight up and faced them. [color=007236]"I told you I'd help you, and damn well I will. C'mon!"[/color] Michelle hopped over the vendor-stand, and knelt down over the first Fiend she had dispatched. She quickly dug through his pockets, and pulled out a glowing syringe. Looks like the mutagen to her. [color=007236]"Looks like I got the Director exactly what she wants...."[/color] She said underneath her breath. Time to get a move on. Michelle started moving forward, at a slow pace. It was chaos out here, and rushing around was a great way to end up on the receiving end of an assault rifle. Case in point; a group of kids zoomed past her, running away from some Fiends. She quickly pointed her gun at them... but lowered her aim. [color=007236][i]I ain't gonna risk it, I could kill one of them.[/i][/color] She thought to herself, before she continued across the street. Michelle heard one of them yelp, and her eyes went right for where those kids ran - One of them were tripped, and pinned down by the Fiends.

[color=007236]"Wait here!"[/color] Michelle said to Andy and Selena, she quickly ran towards the pinned Jenny - her footsteps were basically inaudible. She cocked her fist, and shot it out forward right at the female Fiend that was holding her down - with her level of strength, the tweaking bitch went down in one solid blow to the jaw. She was sent flying, with spit, blood, and teeth, flung out of her mouth. Before she even hit the ground, Michelle turned around and, with both hands on her shotgun, swung the butt of the gun at the other Fiend and absolutely shattered his nose on impact. He fell backwards. With the Fiends dispatched, Michelle reached down - Christ, she took some hits - and pulled the girl up to her feet. [color=007236]"[i]... Get your ass up![/i]"[/color] She roared at the girl. She looked back at Andy and Selena... Christ... She suffered a bit of a dilemma here. Is she going to save [i]everyone?[/i] No. No, she can't. But she'll sure as hell make sure that she saves as many as she can, and tear these Fiends limb from limb in the process. Michelle's head went back towards Jennifer, and she said, [color=007236]"[i]Keep moving! Don't stop until you're out of the Rosalina Isle![/i]"[/color]

Michelle ran off back towards Andy and Selena... Yet, she couldn't shake off the guilt she was feeling. She gestured for Selena and Andy to come along. Where was she going? She was heading towards the outskirts of the downtown district - since she knew this section of the city pretty well. All she has to do is cut down this street and... On top of one of the stores, Khan stood on the roof, with her grenade launcher in one hand. She smirked. She put the grenade launcher down, and a white-ish blue fog was excreted from her body, and quickly surrounded her until she was invisible inside of it. The fog quickly blanketed the street Michelle's group was in. People, Fiends, and NESTs agents, alike were confused.

"Me and my friends..." Khan moaned, her voice was hollow and ghostly, coming from the rooftop.

"... Would like to play."

[color=007236]"Fuck! Why didn't anyone tell me [i]she's[/i] here!?"[/color] Michelle roared, as she pointed her shotgun at the fog. She stood back, [color=007236]"Everyone, get out the fog! And stay away from anyone on the ground! And be careful, some of the things you see won't be [i]real[/i]!"[/color] She put her back to Andy and Selena. [color=007236]"Both of you, stick close!"[/color]

Khan's power quickly went to work. Anyone that was dead or unconscious, the fog formed an aura around them (Forming three thick rings going down the body). They were lifted up to their feet, and seemingly revived. They started walking towards people and attacking them.

[color=007236]"Looks like we're going have to get a little serious here..."[/color] Michelle heard the screaming, and that's her cue to kick things up a notch. She was honestly hoping she wouldn't have to transform tonight, but desperate times call for desperate measures. [color=007236]"Cover me!"[/color] Michelle put her trust in the hands of these two, albeit momentarily. Blood started gushing down her arms, as she used all her strength and willpower to kept hold of her gun. She stared at free her arm as it underwent the transformation, and she grit her teeth. The pain of transformation was all too familiar to her at this point - she's done it so many times it has become trivial. Her arms puffed up a bit, and started to grow armored scales, tipped off with rather fearsome clawed nails. It would be hard for notice this transformation, due to the wetsuit obscuring her arm, but they would notice her claws, and the blood dripping down from her fingers. 

Michelle flicked the blood away, only for a newly revived member of the Fiends, with a hole in his chest, to rush her. She quickly slashed out with her claws. Digging them in and ripping through flesh. Though, that wasn't enough to stop him, only slow him down. [color=007236][i]... I forgot.[/i][/color] The thoughts ran through her head as she shoved the Fiend away, and jammed the shotgun to his waist (Digging it into flesh for a few moments), and went full auto. Shredding the lower part of his body - enough for Michelle to gently push the upper half of his body away.