[b]"Halt! Cease your activity! Halt! Cease your activity! Halt-"[/b]

Something stopped the Inquisitor's speech, and Lucy turned around mid-stride to locate the disturbance. She titled her head forward, a tiny nod to herself; she was quite pleased at what she saw. The boy with the green and black scarf from before had launched a stream of fire at the cop, running at inhuman speeds to catch up with them. It didn't do much, only leaving a scratch, but it was enough to give relief to Lucy's mind. At least some one was on her side. The Inquisitor ignored the boy's attacks, continuing to pursue the red head as they ran through the city, passing massive buildings along the way. Of course, this was in public, but the people who were actually present seemed to either not mind or not care that a police chase was happening right in front of them. Truth be told, most of them believed that the Inquisitor would win, eventually putting these few who dare to oppose the law to justice. Funny. Justice. 

Lucy led both her pursuers to the edge of town, into a place she knew where she could take a proper stand at. For someone with a heart condition, she had incredible stamina. But how long that could last, not even she knew. Best not to find out. A few more minutes, and they had reached their destination: an abandoned warehouse. Lucy ran at a sprint now, making sure to stay at least five feet away from the mecha cop. Before slamming the doors open, she noticed a dark creature circling above her in the sky. She grimaced, hoping it wasn't another Ultimatum goon. If it was, things would get much more difficult.

Ignoring these thoughts, Lucy finally slowed down to a trot as she entered the warehouse. It looked like....well, a typical warehouse. Dangling lights, wide open space, some ladders and floors here and there. Perfect. Lucy turned to face the Inquisitor, which was still spouting out its commands.

[b]"Halt! Cease your activity!"[/b]

This was getting old. The silver bracelet around Lucy's left wrist began to transform, expanding out onto her palm and at the edge of her fingertips, becoming a skeletal gauntlet of some sort. The red jewel was redirected at the center of her hand, and before the cop reacted, an opening appeared, spitting out a burst of crimson flames. The attack met the Inquisitor head on, the temperatures around them beginning to increase. After a few more seconds of making sure her attack connected, she ceased fire, the red jewel closing its compartment shut. Smoke filled the area, making eyesight difficult. Luckily there were sprinklers still running, and the billowing smoke activated them, causing a downpour to rain on the warehouse's occupants. 

She didn't know if the boy from before was still here, or if the sky creature made its move. But one thing was clear. The Inquisitor had successfully been destroye-

The cop lunged forward, caching her off guard. She spun to the right, but it was too late. The Inquisitor's knife made a clean cut on her left arm, sending multiple shocks down her limb. Lucy skidded on the ground, clutching her left arm with the right. Blood spattered on the floor, and she gritted her teeth to keep from crying out. She wouldn't give this thing the satisfaction of pain. Her entire left arm had been paralyzed. The Inquisitor stood over her, it's knife raised for another strike. She could see now that the mecha's eyes were glowing a sickish green, probably some sort of enhanced vision. Damnit! She'd gotten overconfident. 

[b]"Halt. Cease your activity."[/b] 

The red head narrowed her eyes slightly in defiance. It sounded quite smug for something that wasn't supposed to feel emotion.

"Go to Hell," she said coldly. "That's all."