[b]Hank - Building - Cannibals/Heather[/b] "Meow! Meow!" Billy continued as he took a quit firm step forth and kicked Heather in the gut. He laughed profusely as he did it, enjoying the sight of her suffering. He watched closely as tears ran down her cheeks, staining the wooden floor underneath her. "Look at the kitty weep, Hahaha!" he laughed, urging his partner to come join him. "Let's get this stuff off of her" he told John meanwhile taking a handful of her shirt. He started tugging and pulling, ripping off her top as John stepped on her arms so she couldn't do anything. "Oh look at those! Haven't seen a pair of boobs in a long.....long time!!" Billy said excitedly. He turned back to the others licking his lips yet again. "Were first" he stated, bumping shoulders with John as if everything was for laughs. Before continuing their lustful fantasy, John gave Heather one last kick. He then knelt beside her holding up her head by her hair. "You best not scream bitch" he threatened, letting go of her head to fall against the cold floor. Suddenly, a loud yell came from behind the two animals. "STOP IT!!!" Hank called out trying to stand. He was met with a fist to the face as he almost gained his balance, but with a glass-shattering punch he fell back down. That didn't stop him from trying again though. Hank used his fist to get to his knees when a kick crashed against his side - similar to Heather's torture. "Shut up fool" the large man stated, kicking him yet again. It seemed like dejavu, just that the victim was Hank at this point. The one they called captain then joined the larger man and also started to kick Hank. To Hank, the kicks were coming in slow motion. He was far off from Heather, but he reached his hand out for her as his abdomen and gut were being scourged. His eyes were wide open as he watched the animals strip her of her upper undergarment. Though she wasn't looking back at him, he felt she was. He felt she was wondering why he wasn't helping, why he wasn't doing anything. He couldn't even speak, just wondrously in a void of his own. It was all quiet, dark and gloomy. He felt powerless, as though his leadership, his manhood, everything was taken from him. As John held onto Heather's wrist, Billy started to kiss her above her chest, near the clavicle area. He made his way down as the woman struggled for mercy. He reached her chest and played with her helpless body. "LET HER GO GOD DAMMIT!!!" Hank cursed as loud as he could. Then suddenly, a shot rang out. "Good, you shut him up for Christ sake" Billy said, getting up to see Hank's body. But what he found was not what he thought he would. "Oh shi-" "BANG!!" another shot rang, piercing Billy's skull, splattering blood all over Heather, John, and the back wall. "Oh fuck~!" John stated, trying to wipe away all the blood from his face as he attempted to run away. "Seth!" Floyd called, urging Seth to give him the knife. Seth quickly removed the knife from the Captain's neck and tossed it to Floyd. With a quick fix, Floyd took the knife by the tip of the blade and tossed it forward, stabbing the runner in his center back. John fell immediately to the ground, his legs giving up underneath him. Quickly Floyd ran towards him, retracted the knife from the guy's back, then re-inserted it in his head. ------------------------------ [b]Floyd and Seth - Before the save[/b] "I'm sure they went into that building" Floyd stated, looking out from the window. Seth had started sweating from fear alone. "What if Hank and Heather are in there? We have to save them!" the Asian young man urged Floyd. He took the redneck by the shoulder and forced the man to look at him. "We have to!" he stated again. Floyd shoved Seth back into the wall and quickly followed him, placing his forehead against Seth's. Even more fear arose in Seth's chest, he though Floyd was going to kill him. "Touch me again and I'll kick your ass" the redneck pointed out. Floyd then handed Seth his knife. He looked out the window one more time before deciding. "Let's go" he said while opening the from door and heading into the rain. Of course, Seth followed without question, holding that knife for dear life. The two men approached slowly and quietly until they head Hank's yell. Floyd then paused and attempted to look through the rain, but couldn't. He looked back at Seth, seeing the kid frightened for not only his own life, but that of his people. He wasn't going to be able to do anything, not with that form of fear. Without communication, he took his knife back by force. He then rushed towards the other building to hear yet another scream from Hank before entering. He ran straight through the entrance without even knowing the situation. As he ran inside through the open double doors, he noticed the two man fighting the defenseless Hank. Floyd reacted before the two men even had a chance to take anything in. He jammed his knife into the Captain's neck, then rose his rifle and fired a round int he head of the yet larger man. He then killed the other two monsters. At that point, Floyd couldn't help but recall everything he had already endured in the past and how that led him to this point. In the meantime, Seth had helped Hank back to his feet. Floyd had taken the opportunity to go help Heather. He found her covering her upper body with her arms. Quickly he removed his own jacket and gave it to her, looking away afterwards as he walked back towards the doors. Once Seth helped Hank to Heather, even after the situation had passed, he was still speechless. He didn't know what to say nor how to say it. He felt as though he should apologize, but not even that would do anything. If he did apologize, he didn't know how she would take it. He moved away from Seth and attempted to help Heather up by reaching out for her with his right hand. His other hand lay on his stomach from the intense pain. He didn't know what else to do.