[Center][h2]Heartless-Trainyard[/h2]
[@Old Amsterdam][/center]

Shit went down hard to say the least. Heartless was in the middle of escaping when something pulled him out of the ground. First off, that shouldn't have been physically possible. Second off, there was a rush of clones looking to trample him and the rest of the Jacks, so that was bad. One of the Wards called out a kill order, which was a silver lining to this absolute shit situation at the very least. A knife slid out of Heartless's sleeve and began carving into various clones, every time one of them took a swing at him their fists would phase right through his chest and they would be gurgling blood as his knife passed right through their soft fleshy throats. It was surprisingly easy to kill a man Heartless concluded, almost disturbingly so. The area was engulfed in chaos, a car was tossed around at one point, Thunderbolt tossed  train engine, hopefully not the one with the guards locked in it. 

As he carved his way through the enemies, he noticed something small out of the corner of his eye. Jesus christ the kid is still here, why is the kid still here. Why isn't she a dinosaur, why hasn't she run away, why was she just curled up on the floor like someone waiting to die. [color=gray]"God fucking damnit, of all the times for me to choose not to be a human shit stain."[/color] Heartless mumbled to himself as he decided on his course of action. He pushed his way to Lillian, capitalizing on his immaterial form to make his way to her position. He became solid and reached out for her, grabbing her and lifting her up to her feet as gently as he could in the middle of a battlefield. She was cut, it looked pretty bad for someone of her size and age. Hell it would've looked pretty bad for someone of his size and age. 

[color=gray]"Alright, let's get a move on. You're pretty fucking lucky you just happened to be on my way out."[/color] This was complete and utter bullshit, but not even he was apathetic enough to let an 8 year old die. Not when he could do something about it. A loud gunshot rang out or was that his ears ringing? Probably Headhunter's work, not many people had guns that loud. Or at least he hoped not many people had guns that loud. As he was distracted by his thoughts a clone ran up to him and managed to get a solid punch in, fucking rattled his brain. He almost dropped Lillian, but he caught her at the last second. [color=gray]"I am either the biggest idiot I know or a goddamn saint."[/color] He growled as his knife flashed through the air, planting itself in the head of the clone who punched him nearly 4 inches deep. Another knife dropped into his hand from the other sleeve as he staggered out of the warehouse with Lillian slung over one shoulder, fuck this kid was heavy.