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[sub][@Kyuuzen] [color=#0080FF][b]David Grivois[/b][/color], [@Sneep] [color=#89CFF0]Maulusk[/color][/sub][/center]

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Emerging from the smoke and oozing shadowy essence, a giant hammer smashed into the skulls of various shadow creatures completely decapitating them with brute force. Landing right in the thick of battle, Marie proceeded to bludgeon all who opposed her with devastating ferocity. Despite wielding She was jumping too and fro, not standing in place for more than a few seconds at most, taking out several creatures at once with a single swing before leaping towards the next patch of enemies. They weren't too much of a threat, other than the fact that they were numerous. 

Of course, Marie's war hammer wouldn't be enough to keep all of them at bay. Leaping onto a lightpost, the Scarlett Butcher could see a volley of shadow-creatures running straight at her from a distance. Their ravenous cries and screams rippled through the concrete jungle as they mindlessly approached their prey with such haste. She smirked at the mere mass of flesh before she extended her hammer to her right and began to twirl it around. Right in front of her very eyes, her hammer began to quickly transform - its machinery morphing the weapon into something new. Steam rose from the transformation, and before anyone could figure out what happened, bullets began firing at the shadow figures. 

One by one, they began to fall or simply disappear into thin air. They screamed in agony as red-hot titanium bullets pierced through their skin as they waited for darkness to fully embrace their corrupted essence. In just a few short seconds, the first wave had been defeated. And there Marie stood, wielding a shiny-new machine gun as she blew on the muzzle and perched it over her shoulder.

[b][color=ed1c24]"Heh,"[/color][/b] she scoffed, [b][color=ed1c24]"That the best y'all simpletons got?"[/color][/b]

As the bounty hunter dropped back onto the sidewalk however, she would be approached by another figure - a man in blue wielding a double-bladed sword of some kind. He too was fighting furiously against the horde and was doing a fairly good job at it. As the man asked her what was going on, a shadow beast attempted to lunge at Marie while her back was turned, only to be quickly put down by a well-placed bullet. 

[b][color=ed1c24]"Not a damn clue, hun!"[/color][/b] she answered back before kicking back another shadow back, [b][color=ed1c24]"Just anotha' Sunday evenin' for me."[/color][/b]

As she commuted with a fellow "hunter", she would barely be able to overhear the sound of tires skidding across the bumpy asphalt nearby. But as Marie was about to head right back into battle, he saw a brief flash cross her eyes, followed by the unmistakable sound of someone's camera going off. Still on hight alert, the huntress turned her machine gun towards the direction of the disturbance, where she saw a very, [i]very[/i] odd-lookin' figure...

[b][color=ed1c24]"Oh you gotta be shittin' me..."[/color][/b] she muttered to herself in sarcastic inquisition, as she glared up at the tentacled freak wearing your traditional New York tourist outfit and all. But rather than attacking, the creature began to wave at the two, gurgling some intangible language and offered them some caramel candy. 

[b][color=ed1c24]"Excusez-moi?"[/color][/b] Marie asked in visible confusion.

Marie couldn't understand what the creature was saying, but judging by its movement, it seemed friendly enough. He too seemed to also be fighting the shadow beasts. She had seen many weird things in this melting hellhole pot, but rarely has she encountered individuals like this one. She cautiously lowered her weapon at the squid person, still keeping eye contact on him and her surroundings, before popping a caramel in her mouth. She might as well delight herself with a gooey chewy at this point.

[b][color=ed1c24]"I don't know a god-damn word yer sayin', but I suppose I oughta' thank ya for the offer, monsieur calamari ."[/color][/b] the huntress replied before turning to her newfound... copains? Sure, she'll go with that. [b][color=ed1c24]"Listen up! Y'all oughta keep yer heads high and yer weapon's ablazin. We gotta find out what in tarnation is goin' on and the fuck-face who's started this 'hole charade! Follow me if ya wanna get outta 'ere alive, whether ya like it or not."[/color][/b]

With that, Marie reloaded her machine gun and proceeded to run down the street in search for the culprit behind this. She couldn't help but to wonder how much she's gonna get for baggin' this sick fuck...