[center][b]Welcome to Purgatory![/b][/center]

[i]Tick[/i]...

... [i]Tick[/i]....

.....[i]Tick![/i]

[b]Boom![/b] 

Splashes of red and flecks of flesh bathed the area as yet another ticker went off. The peals of laughter from the little French mademoiselle was drowned out by the howl of rage coming from the General, as he tried to keep pace with his swifter opponent. Aiden attempted to home in on the two combatants, but he kept being cut off, his tolerance was waning fast. The man plugged two metal slugs into the approaching royal minion. He fired two shots in his partner's direction. Sparks flew as the bullets bounced off polished stone surface of the cavern floor. Maiming the General would have been better, but at least, he bought his little madcap partner some precious time. He huffed and looked around for a scapegoat. 

"Oi medic! Keep your dogs in check. Your stray almost cost me the battle." 

Seira didn't bother turning to look at the grumpy smartass. She kept her eyes trained ahead. Her hand wrapped firmly round Cameron's wrist. She could hear her younger partner panting slightly as they continued running from everything. "Big talk for someone who couldn't even end the fight." 

"At least I'm not running like a coward." Aiden retorted as he kicked away another King. 

"Shall we swap partners for a day?" 

"Oh yeah. [i]That'll work.[/i] You will be begging me to take Jax back." 

The next comeback was cut off when the General chasing the new recruits lunged forward. Brightly colored flames fanned outwards in a wide arc. Seira pushed Cameron roughly to the side before dropping down. She rolled to the side. A loud clatter confirmed her worse fears. Her gun was nowhere to be seen. The once cocky medic swallowed nervously as her enemy approached her. His gigantic blade glowing eerily in the dim cavern. 

"Game over, Asylum." 

The man lifted his blade overhead, and Seira closed her eyes. A bitter taste flooded the back of her mouth as she tried to swallow. Still the stinging sensation left by the bile would not subside. She licked the front of her lips nervously as her eyes opened once more. The blade swung foward. Tiny flames snaked out. A loud hissing sound of sizzling vapor followed behind in their wake. 

[i]Bang![/i]

Two consecutive shots echoed in the cavern. Blood flowed freely from both the General's hands. He roared in pain and let go. Seira tried to see who fired those shots, but she saw the blade, and her instincts kicked in. The frazzled young woman rolled off to the side as the sword fell to the ground. A burst of flames scattered from it. She edged away as fast as she could on her bum and hands. A tiny spark kissed the hem of her long blouse, which began to flare up. She panicked slightly unsure if she should grab her blouse and yank it over her head, or if she should try and tear off the hem. Seira clenched her hands nervously as the flames began spreading. [i]How could she remain cool in this situation?[/i]

"Hold still," Cameron yelled. 

He kicked her hands away and stomped down hard. The teen kept stepping till the flames died off. Both partners wrinkled their nose. The lingering smell of burning rubber and singed nylon was not a lovely concotion. It was enough to bring Seira back to her senses. She opened her mouth briefly only to shut it. She sucked in a lungful. The soot and fumes caused her to cough violently, but she persevered. 

"L-l-look out!" 

The blonde teen felt himself yanked to the side as yet another blade sailed pass. This time it was a thin bladed dagger. The tip of the weapon bit into his cheek leaving behind a trail of blood. Camron fell to his knees. He retaliated by whipping behind and firing several shots. His finger remained rooted on the trigger till there was no more bullets. The boy grimaced as a bloodied mess fell to his feet. 

Aiden snorted. "A bit of an overkill, don't you think?" 

Both recruits stared at their fellow Asylum as he dashed off. Seira turned to the fallen General, and she noticed a tiny hole near the juncture where the head meets the neck. There was a term for that spot, but right now, nothing was coming to mind. Another bullet had penetrated the back of his skull. [i]Poor man[/i], she thought. He was probably dead by the time Cameron mutilated his face. 

Jax gave a flying kick. Her foot connected squarely with the other General's face. She gave a wicked grin as his mouth opened slighly. The female psycho removed the pin from one of her tickers and tried to stuff it in. The man's eyes bulged slightly, but he spat out the device, and wafted it away. 

"Ooopsie," the girl crooned as she dodged yet another well-aimed attack.