Group: Daniel, Alex, Shiro

The Righteous Side of Hell."

It had all gone to hell so fast that Daniel could barely wrap his head around it all. One minute the citizens of Ethea were waiting for the massive holographic display to reveal the results of the vote and the next people were shouting back and forth at each other again. He expected for a few fights to break out here and there; small squabbles at best. That, unfortunately, was only the beginning of the pandemonium.

He didn’t see what initially sparked the riot, but he knew something terrible was about to happen when one of his Hunters reported that some random fire magi had attacked a group of civilians. His first reaction had been to tell them to stand down; the order was lost in the chaos that erupted as the powder keg that was Ethean politics finally exploded and mob mentality took hold. Reports were streaming in from all over the city detailing similar incidents. Rioting, looting, wanton destruction of property, murders, muggings, lynching mobs, arson, and hundreds upon hundreds of other major crimes were being committed. Worst of all, it was spreading; the military and police were spread too thin across the capital and his own hunters could only do so much.

Daniel growled viciously in frustration. It was the gods damned Relocation Riots all over again!!

The old wolf decided to ignore all the reports streaming in through his combat visor so that he could focus on finding his little pup. Alexandra been adamant about staying by his side despite all his disagreements. After a while, he’d simple given up and let her stay in the area—at least she was somewhere he could keep a watchful eye on her. Now, he was regretting the decision because he’d somehow lost her in all the confusion and she was out there with the whole damn city tearing itself apart.

Daniel ducked behind a barricade he and a few police and REM (Royal Ethean Military) troops had cobbled together. There were over a dozen rioters armed with anything from pistols to automatic rifles bearing down on them. The old wolf rammed a fresh magazine into a battle rifle he’d acquired and dialed Lexie’s number through his visor. He’d keep trying until he got an answer, calmly firing over the ramshackle barricade all the while.

“Lexie, where are you?!” Daniel would shout, frantically competing with gunfire and shouted orders. “I’m pinned down near the shopping district, but you tell me where ya ended up and I’ll make my way there!”

“You just going to abandon us?!” a soldier shouted as he laid into the rioters with his own rifle.

“Fuck you! This is my daughter were talkin’ ‘bout! Ya’ve got a fuckin’ barricade, so fuckin’ use it!”

hiro was not sure what had happened but she did know one thing; There was going to be another riot. Just like the Relocation camps, the one her father’s friend often told stories about. Fear stroke the young hunter’s heart as her eyes widened to the scene that unfolded before her. She had no one, but she was stuck near the front with humans pushing her to join them as they yelled hateful things towards the Magi. “S-Stop! It’ll only make things worse!” The young hunter seemed to squeak out but no one would listen. They just continued to yell and curse and spew hate-filled words towards the Magi.

The sight of blood. It was something Shiro couldn’t handle. Tove knew so as well but when he pushed her to join the voting, he didn’t know that this would occur. Well, he had some acknowledge something would happen but he didn’t realize it would get this bad. Shiro had quickly removed herself from a group of humans. The loudness of everything was becoming too much for the human as she quickly covered her ears to try and shove out the sounds but to no avail.

Yet as Shiro manuevered her way around the humans, she found herself coming across frightened Magi. Her first reaction was to just keep going but what kind of heartless person would do that. Quickly taking action for herself, she ran up to a magi that seemed completely lost and frightened of what was ocurring. Instinctively, Shiro took a hold of the Magi’s hand who in return just looked at her in horror as if she thought she was about to be killed. Instead, Shiro reassured her that she was going to be okay and continued to move on.

Her first thought was to immediately find a place to hide and once she did, she ran right for it. Instead, she ran right into a red-headed female. She hadn’t even been paying attention but instead looking around the area to make sure she didn’t run into any other hunters. Instead, she just ran right into this female and bounced right off. Shiro immediately began to apologize, “I’m so sorry! Please don’t kill me! Just let the Magi go safely!” She squealed as she brought herself to her knees with her hands over her head as if to protect herself.

Yep, what a GREAT hunter she was…

698 | Daniel Caim Shiro Alucardi | We've gotta go people!

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drag me down

The Righteous Side of Hell."

Daniel tried his best to concoct a workable plan of escape while he ran, avoiding the worst to the pandemonium. The store of ammunition on his person would likely be more than sufficient for any problems he came across and he had his two runic weapons for situations that required greater fire power. No, the obstacle he faced was finding Lexie and anyone she’d picked up along the way and getting them to safety while ensuring everyone involved suffered as little harm as possible. One task would be difficult enough without the other looming over it like a storm cloud.

He briefly thought about using the artifact in his possession to survey the area from the air, though he quickly dismissed the idea. Not only would paint a massive target across his back, but the act would reveal one of his trump cards and he needed every possible advantage he could find. Daniel shook his head and focused on finding Lexie; there’d be plenty of time to figure things out from there.

The old wolf rounded a corner and almost ran right into a group of six humans. He slid to a stop and brought his pistol to bear, sighting one of them down. The group twitched and lurched like puppets handled by a drunken puppeteer. Instinct told him that there was something very, very wrong with this scene. His eyes narrowed while he tried to discern exact what that something was; none of the possible answers were ones that he enjoyed entertaining.

One of the group turned a blank stare upon him. The individual—a woman in her early twenties—regarded him for a but a moment before her features contorted into a mask of bestial rage. A banshee scream tore from her throat and was soon joined by five others as the group turned as one to engage him. Six practiced trigger squeezes put all of them down before they’d even got close, but the screeching seemed to have summoned twice that many to fill their places.

Daniel reloaded and fire another five rounds before drawing Raze-Lighter. He caught a pipe used by one of the banshees’ on the kukri’s edge and fired his last round into the man’s abdomen. Another contender moved in with a picket sign as Daniel holstered his revolver in exchange of his second kukri. One weapon moved to block while the other tore out the woman’s throat. Then, he rolled away, coming to his feet in time to catch yet another strike with crossed blade. A scissoring motion easily severed the improvised weapon. Daniel followed through with a vicious kick between the legs. Two more moves downed a pair of entrance rioters before he rolled away again, gaining a bit of distance.

"Raze-Lighter!” A pillar of intense heat roiled from the weapon as he pointed it at his foes. Agonized screams and the scent of roasted flesh permeated the air as four rioters were engulfed in flames. They were trampled underfoot when they fell and their fellows heedlessly rush the hunter.

Daniel delivered a powerful snap-kick to one’s kneecap with a sickening crunch as his hands lashed to claim to more kills. He ducked below a piece of rebar and drove his fist into the offender’s nose. Then, it came down to blade work. Daniel became a blur of motion, striking and defending. Blood sprayed and dying screams echoed through the streets.

Then, it was suddenly over and Daniel remained the man standing, covered if arterial blood that wasn’t his one. His face was a blank mask of red and killing intent as he surveyed the carnage he had wrought. Two or three of his opponents were still alive but he moved quickly to ensure that wouldn’t be true for much longer.

((OOC Notes: Feel free to have the girls come in at any moment.))

hiro, still nervous as all heck for the red-headed female, chose to just take the girl’s words as truthful. Even though Shiro kept telling her the girl would get tired or she’d get hurt, she had to believe her because what was the point of her being the leader anyways if Shiro couldn’t trust her?

They were able to take side streets and what not, the female seemed smart enough to lead them through areas that didn’t show much danger. Unfortunately she couldn’t save them all from it and here and there they had to shove through groups just to get past. Of course, the shield she held easily got them through and with her yelling for them to keep going, it was pretty easy. Yet it was slowly beginning to tire Shiro out. She was able to run for a long period of time but all this was weighing her down and the stress. Watching people fall, Magis and humans both plunder to the ground with wounds, it was too much for the tiny human.

Yet, suddenly, a sharp yell was heard. Shiro’s attention snapped forward to the red-head who just plowed right into some man and got him right in the face with her shield. The petite blonde gasped slightly, hand over mouth as she stared wide eyed. Shiro watched as the red-head stopped and yelled for them to keep going. They did. The other pushed forward, pushing Shiro along. She wanted to help, to stay with the kind woman but she knew she had to help the others to safety as well. Immediately, Shiro set her eyes back forward and kept running, her eyes flashing back every now and then to watch what was happening incase the red-head was taken down. Which she doubted would happen but it was still nice to check up.

Shiro herself was faced with a bit of difficulty. Her eyes constantly scanned, her feet were tiring and she could feel herself slipping up and slowing down. But she told the group to keep moving, even if that meant she had to stop for a split second but when she would, it wasn’t for long. She’d grab a moment to breath then jump right back into running. She had to keep the group safe now that the kind woman was gone and so be it she would. Here and there a crazed human would run by, take a look but keep going. At other times they’d pause and attempt to follow. Shiro in return would pull the small blades from her belt and throw them aimlessly. She heard a couple screams, taking a glance back to notice that a blade would of hit them in the leg and the individual would have to stop and pull it out or just topple over. Shiro would yell sorry and keep moving on.

She wasn’t quite sure how long they had been running without the woman but the blonde was beginning to worry until she heard her voice. With a smile, Shiro released a small clap as if to congratulate the woman for succeeding and catching up. Her way of showing her appreciation but they continued to push on. It was difficult to look at the woman as she seemed tired, beaten and roughed up. It was a difficult sight to see and she knew well that once they were placed into safety that she would do everything in her power to try and fix up the poor woman that was helping them.

It was the shriek that caught Shiro off guard and she paused in her tracks. Wide eyes, looking about until she caught the figures running towards one direction. They seemed messed up, something was obviously wrong with them. Yet, as the red-head motioned them to stop, they all paused and watched as she took a couple more steps and her face was washed with relief. Brows furrowed, Shiro looked to see the figure fighting off the others than seemed messed up. It was then that she stated she found help and the group quickly moved off to follow the lady and so had Shiro.

It was overwhelming obviously for this red-head because the individual that fought off the crazed humans was her father. Shiro quickly followed behind and once they reached the man she stopped and placed a hand over her chest with a smile. Face reddened from all the running, Shiro was still able to manage an “awe” towards the female and her father reuniting. She took a glance back, taking count of those that followed us and counting the Magi that she'd had brought along. 

All there...

The Righteous Side of Hell."

Daniel stomped on one thrall’s neck and twisted his heel—snapping his neck—before leaning down to stab the remaining survivor though her skull. He rose, levering his weapon out of his fallen foe. A familiar voice made him whip around with an expression that spoke of pure and utter relief painting his features.

“Lexie!” Daniel shouted. He ignored the carnage left behind by his pitched battle and sprinted towards his beloved daughter, wrapping her in a tight hug. “God’s damn if I’m not glad to see you. You’re not hurt, are you?” He separated for a moment to examine her, taking note of any injuries she might’ve sustained. The once over was concluded with another hug before Daniel pulled away and looked to the group that’d been following. It was just like her to risk everything for others. He was both furious and proud of his little girl.

“Alright, now, we just gotta get to th—…” Daniel stopped midsentence when he heard something dispelling the relative peace that had befallen the area. A grim frown etched itself into his features as he sheathed his kukris, drew Black Hammer, and loaded six fresh rounds. He wrinkled his nose as the smell of wet fur hit him and the sinking feeling delved deeper and deeper. The barking and howling he began to hear only served to sharpen the edge of his rising apprehension.

“Alex, I need you to get everyone moving.” The first of a massive pack of rabid dogs appeared around the corner. Daniel aimed down the sights of his weapon only to lower it as the pack continued to increase in size.

“Lexie, get them moving. As in right NOW!”

The dogs charged as one at the behest of some hidden signal. Daniel sighted one down and calmly squeezed the trigger, wary of hitting any members of the group his daughter had led here. Six times he fired and six times his struck home, dropping dogs that tripped a few of their packmates.

A series of practiced gestures saw fresh rounds chambered and fired as Daniel steadily retreated the way he came. When those rounds were spent, he turned and a sprinted away, periodically reloading and halting to fire again before continuing his escape. The Hunter came to the sickening realization that he’d become the one being hunted.

t was a sight to see. Father and daughter reuniting, scary because the father probably didn’t know what was happening to his daughter so it warmed her heart to see them hugging and so happy. It then took her a moment to think about Tove, what was happening to him? Was he okay? Probably…

Of course though, everything that was seeming to go right never held a happy ending. Daniel cut short of his sentence and it was quick to say that they were now in immediate danger. The sound of dogs were heard in the distance and Shiro’s eyes grew wide. She quickly flashed a look of worry towards both of the individuals then the group they had rescued. The second she said to run, Shiro turned and began to run. As she ran, her eyes flashed to look behind her as others came running in her direction to escape the hounds. A rush of adrenaline kicked into the young blonde as she ran, boosting her speed only the slightest.

She could hear the male yelling to get everyone out and that was literally what the red-head was doing now. She had one in tow and everyone else was running. Everyone would tire eventually, she knew so. Her own group had been running for quite some time and she even saw the exhaustion plastered on their faces. It hurt her, to see everyone running for their lives and she was not about to let them die. No one else could die… She would not let that happen. With her brows furrowed into a stern look, she took into acknowledgement of what the red-head had said.

Quickly, Shiro began to look around of where they were at. She knew the city itself by heart. Tove had taken her plenty of times that she knew twists and turns and building that could help to their advantage. As soon as her eyes landed on the building, Shiro had began to turn, making her way towards it. Honestly, the short blonde didn’t even need to be told by the female to head in their, she did it instinctively.

The female entered the building, motioning for everyone else to enter. “Go, Go!” She yelled, watching the individuals fill into the building. The red-head was making a plan and Shiro knew exactly what she was doing. Make it so they have to file in, one by one. Alex and Daniel would be able to atleast kill as many of the hounds as possible but it was also a dangerous game they were playing if something went wrong. Shiro had to prepare to defend the people she had rescued and the others.

"Will we be okay?" Shiro questioned as soon as Alex entered if she did so with Daniel following behind if he had followed.