[color=turquoise]]"Hey, hey can you hear me"[/color]

Anastasia had closed her eyes and swayed when the bullet tore through the upper right chamber of her heart though she didn't topple over as any mortal would have. Her body began to grow cold to the touch, her joints still as if she was being affected by rigor mortise hours before she should have and yet she still did not fall. When the voice sounded in her ears she nodded quietly, though not meek and pathetic, as if she was really going to die, but silent and cautious for a moment as she assessed what it was that had touched her. Zero would want to make a show of the woman being alive with the bloody wound in her chest pouring her life's blood onto the white dress, the fabric clinging to her torso and outlining her thin and womanly body once more. 

[color=cyan]"She's gonna be back and when she comes to I want you to look handsome for her okay."[/color]

13 jolted suddenly, her eyes opening as the girl in front of her looked at her worriedly though she was not afraid of the girl, the new breed rebel that had run to her aid as soon as she'd been shot by the human police officer. The man looked horrified but her gaze spared little other than a glance as the blood red eyes found the girl in front of her. [color=crimson]"Don't touch me."[/color] was all that Anastasia said before she lifted a hand and dug her fingers into her chest to find the bullet stuck in her heart. She failed to breath, the pain searing through her veins until she had found the metal and pulled it from herself. She flicked it away as the crowd watched and lazily rocked on her feet until she was ready.

With little hesitation or notice she lurched forward and grabbed the woman by the neck, dropping her to the group heavily and staring at her for a moment, knowing her face at a glance. She was a shape shifter, she'd left the laboratory with the others three years ago. 13 had been asked to hunt them down. [color=crimson]"Wait your turn child."[/color] 13 stood and stepped toward the officer that was caught in their ring of destruction. He was the one who had originally shot her but he wasn't used to people like her - she was the only one in fact. The scientists and doctors had never been able to recreate what they had with her, never been able to figure out what had killed her and brought her back to life and now, this human was going to pay for it. He was part of their show and she was sure the videos would be viral long after this city was totally annihilated. 

He was shaking, disbelief in his eyes but still he remained firm and fired at her again and again until his clip ran empty while she advanced on him. Bullet holes in her body bled and healed, the metal pushed out by the new muscle growing in the'r place. She never took long to heal from a bullet wound, not after all these years of being shot at. [color=crimson]"Well are't you a brave one. Too bad that your entire world is going to end here."[/color] He tried to attack her, to play offensive, and she let him land the blow before twisting his arm around and breaking his elbow. A normal human being could never withstand that level of pain but Anastasia knew all too well how his brain was responding to the injury. He was frozen.

And then he was dead.