They were sloppy, most untrained, the ones that were had no idea how to control their powers. Killing the new bloods was easy. Hank emptied the remains of his .45s in attempt to scatter the newbloods. Then he jumped, he jumped down the silo onto one of the maintenance beams. The whole thing shook when he hit it, two of the newbloods landed on the beam with him. He drew his machete and his retractable ax. One smiled and charged Hank, they were met by the blade of the ax to the chest, he screamed out of instinct. The other charged him but well the first was stuck to his ax Hank was defenseless, he kicked the first newblood off the beam, the Ax going down with him.
Hank swung around the machete only to be met with a metal pipe, what ever the material it held the blade back. Hank drew the blade back to strike again but there was a loud POP! Hank went flying off onto another beam as his helmet flew off him. He was able to focus enough to see the newblood from the last beam jump to him, Hank was able react and draw the shotgun. The newblood was shot with the slug sending him back before he even touched the beam. More shots rang out and hank started to move again. His training was kicking back in, only this time he knew how to use it to his advantage.
He made it to the catwalk again only to be met by another newblood. Feeling confident with its new strength it tried to land a fist into Hanks face, only to be met by Hanks own fist. When the two collided the new bloods arm was destroyed, the shattered arm still remaining in the skin as the shattered bones flow back to the shoulder. She had a short tie to scream before Hank removed her head with the machete. Another one landed on the catwalk, Hank turned looking the newblood dead in the eyes, then he raised the bloody machete. The new blood got the idea and started running. Hank threw the machete and the silver blade cut right threw his face. "I gave you all your chance, and now you have all lost it." Hank looked over to Fergus who was standing with the last two newbloods he knew about. Fergus held a strait face, the two newbloods were scared shitless. They ran, Hank let them.
Hank grabbed his shotgun again and pumped it. "Time to end this Assfuck." Fergus just laughed. "End this?!It's already over!" He grabbed his radio. "Light 'em up boys!" The loudspeaker started the countdown, Fergus removed a metal object from his head. "Doesn't mean we can't kill each other still." He shrugged and lunged at Hank, the speed was faster then he could react. Hank got the shot off but it was like Fergus just dodged it.
Hank felt the blade slide his armor, The fabric was cut clean, the armor was cut but it held. Hank turned to fire again only to be met another blade, this one across the face. He could feel the blood going down his face. He turned to blind fire were he thought Fergus was, the shot went off but hank dropped to his knees as the blade cut his leg. "Well damn Marine. Determined to die or something? You're fighting a battle you can't win! No, in technical terms you are not a new blood. But you have no idea what you are doing!" Slash, the blade went as it crossed Hanks Arm, "I mean what was your plan? Kill me and disarm the nuke? HA!" Slash, the strap to Hanks armor was removed, Hank now reacting slower fron the pain caused from the silver blade. "I mean if they taught you Nuclear Mechanics in the marines it's a great idea." Slash, Hank took another hit to the face. "I was debating where to put the nuke when i was done, I was debating between Moscow, Washington, Maybe London but those guys are not nuke crazy. Then I realized that I still needed a functioning government to start this second part of the war." Fergus smiled and walked up to Hank. "So why not the place we first met, New York Baby!" Fergus went flying as Hank used what strength he had left in his arm.
Hank stood up slowly, the gun still in his hand. "Over... my dead... Body." Hank lifted the gun and fired. Fergus was able to move but was still sent flying back. Fergus jumped back faster then Hank could process and tackled Hank. "If you insist." Fergus replied. He rose his blade when he felt Hanks fist enter Fergus's Stomach. Fergus kicked off Hank and scorned. "You fucking..." He stopped when he heard the ticking, a quiet ticking only a vampire could hear. He saw Hanks bloody hand with multiple pins on his fingers.
Hank smiled. "I win." Fergus pissed off determined for one more kill before his demise, he charged Hank. BOOM! The explosion went off only a few feet in front of the former Marine. Red and black dust being spread from the explosion.
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