Chimera Unit Report 1: Initial Thoughts and Observations

[PyrosNine]

"Whoops! Sorry to get you caught 'in the line of fire!'"Chris Cackled. <Man, that was good. I should write these down!> Chris deluded herself. "Well, tell you what, I'll direct you to a good tailor for 'big and tall!'" She replied to Nada. "And you'll have to forgive me fox, I'm a bit of a 'firestarter!'" She laughed to herself, oblivious to the pained expressions of near dead vampires and her partners. <I could be on tv for this!> Chris further deluded Herself.

A half scorched mushroom man tried to get up. Chris changed into a gorrilla and grabbbed it's tentacle, then flung the creature into the air.

[Inbred Chocobo]

As Razma followed along the path the vampires took, he noticed it started to descend. He looked at the minotaur following him. "Watch yourself, we seem to be going underground. Possible the catacombs of this Catherdral, no telling whats here." He said as they kept their pace along. After running for another minute or so, they came to a bolted steel door. "Hey Bo, think you can open this up?"

[Azisien]

Jeffery, after realising he wouldn't be able to conjure up much fire himself, and seeing the other members of the Unit get along just fine, also began pursuing the vampires. The other members moved pretty fast, so he was coming up in the back. At the intersection, he followed Artemis and Apollo.

The mythical warrior split the fleeing vampires up a second time as he took flight off into the woods after four of them. Artemis and Jeffery were left to face the rest.

One lunged at Jeffery, but was promptly floored as he triggered the Beretta to go off at close range. A second took a swipe, but he ducked low, firing again and tearing off hefty pieces of flesh from his attackers left arm. Hissing, it took a swipe with the other arm and just barely missed Jeffery's abdomen. The vampires were, unfortunately, quite a bit more agile than Jeff.

Another boom echoed through the woods as the Beretta went off again, this time as it was knocked sideways by the vampire. Jeff smashed its face with the butt of the gun, which didn't really phase its onslaught. By this time, the first vampire had got up and charged as well. The second took a swipe, which Jeff dodged, but the first twirled around as it came into the melee.

Jeff had to use the Beretta to deflect the first blow, which was disarmed from the force of it, and just barely moved his face out of the way in time to dodge the second blow. He willingly dropped as the second vampire attacked again, unholstering one of his Desert Eagle's as he did so. The first loud, high-calibre shot echoed through the woods again and the vampire was stopped in its tracks from the momentum.

Jeff kept firing, simultaneously switching his target to the other vampire. After expending more than ten rounds, he realised this was only stalling for another inevitable melee. The vampires were only mildly stunned for a moment even after the Action Express rounds drove right through them, leaving horrible exit wounds.

He tried unholstering his second Eagle as he kept them at bay, but it was enough to divert his attention long enough for them to make a move. The first vampire slashed at his firing arm, finding itself slightly wide but leaving Jeffery completely open and the second jump kicked him in the chest.

Wind knocked out of him, he went down hard. Dropping his first Eagle and losing some grip on the second. The vampires were on him in an instant. Moments later things had degenerated into a wrestling match, but the vampires easily had the upper hand. Jeff only managed to wiggle out of manoeuvers when the vampires would try to bite at his neck. He lunged and grabbed the Desert Eagle but found one of the vampires on top of him, forcing his arm down.

"In most cases I wouldn't, but..." Jeff slammed his knee hard into the vampire's crotch, it winced and backed off, but the second charged right in. Boom. The high-calibre rounds were like music to his ears again. He capped the charging vampire four more times in the chest, the fifth blew two fingers right off.

Bracing itself, the charging vampire ignored the wounds and lunged at Jeff, tackling him back onto the ground again. Jeff pistol whipped it in the face and it reciprocated with a grunt and a hard punch, stunning Jeff and cutting the skin by his eyebrow. The vampire went to town, punching recklessly at Jeff as he tried to dodge the blows.

Jeff moved his head out of the way of a particularly nasty jab, and brought his hand up to snap the monster's elbow. Crack. The vampire screeched and stopped its attack to look down at its reversed arm. Jeff slugged it in the jaw, not really having much effect and pushed it off of him with his legs. He rolled several times trying to distance himself from the two vampires and stopped as a piece of metal jabbed him in the back. Getting up, he smiled and picked up the previously disarmed Beretta.

The vampire who had been kicked in the crotch took the time to look for one of Jeffery's dropped Desert Eagle's after it had recovered. Jeff lunged at it just as it picked it up. Boom. Jeff was completely deafened as the gun went off right near his left ear in the process of deflecting the vampire's arm away from his chest. He grabbed the back of the vampire's neck with his offhand and pulled it in until they were chest to chest. Jeff angled the Beretta with one hand and aimed it at the monster's bicep. Boom. The vampire's arm, and the Desert Eagle, were blown right off of its body. Jeff backstepped and muttered in pain, the backfire had injured his arm.

Another crack was heard from behind as the vampire reset its elbow roughly into place. The one-armed vampire in front of him smiled disgustingly and started advancing on Jeff, taking little notice of its severed limb.

[Toastburner B]

"Yeah, sure." Bo said.

Bo grabbed the door handle, and pulled.

"Stupid...rusted...piece of gah!"

With a clang and the squeal of bending metal, the handle of the door ripped off, sending Bo into the the floor.

Growling, and his eyes turning red once more, Bo took the battleaxe off of his back harness. With a yell, Bo struck the door. The axe bit into the metal as if it was wood, and Bo tore a large gash in it. After three more strikes, Bo was able to reach inside and slide the bolt out of the lock, and threw the door open.

"Those suckers are so dead when I get to them." Bo growled, running down the hall.

[ThanosOfTitan321]

Gamut watches as the mushroom man soars above him. "Nice one." he says to Chris.

He scans the area and spies a mushroom man consuming a couple of vampires. He waits until the vampires are dead, and leaps onto the mushroom man with burning claws. He rips into the poor little fungus man until hes nothing but ashes and shreds.

"We should do this more often" he says as he kisses one of his flaming gloves.

[Rhiya Ravenwing]

Fox transformed and with a quick flick of her tail, rapidly gained ground towards the other group chasing the vampires. She spotted a small hole, just about her size, and darted into it, climbing with ease and agility through the nooks and crannies within the crumbling walls.

Soon, she was in front of one of the split up vampire groups. With a harsh thump of her tail, she blasted a fireball through the wall, creating a roaring firewall right in front of the vampires and trapping them between fire and death. Then, passing like a wraith through the firewall she created, she stood at ready to tear down any that attempts to escape.

[Inbred Chocobo]

With Bo right on his tail, Razma kept down the hallway. Eventually they reached the room with the vampires, and it looks like they came down for the help. On the other side stood what looked like an elder vampire, possibly trying to hide from the battle upstairs, along with 4 other runaways. "You get two, I get two. First one down gets the elder, deal?"

[Toastburner B]

"Yeah, sure. Whatever." Bo shook his head. "Why do you people have to turn everything into a competi-HEY!" Bo yelled as Razma took off. "That's called cheating, you know!"

Bo broke to the right as two of the runaway vampires, now cornered, turned to protect the Elder.

Not that the Elder really needs it. Bo thought to himself. For all our talk, it's going to rough for two of us to take one Elder.

The first vampire jumped at Bo. It looked like he was trying to do the Trinity jump-kick from The Matrix.

"This is insulting." Bo muttered as his hand snatched the vampire out of mid-air by it's head. "Don't even get to fight a vampire with real skills! Just what they saw in the movies!"

Bo flung his captive into the wall as the second vampire got to him. Bo, expecting another novice fighter, waited for the attack to come.

As the vampire unleashed a fast spinning kick to Bo's muzzle, Bo decided that it was a bad idea to play defense with this one.

The vampire struck again, landing a blow to the minotaur's gut. Bo grunted and shrugged it off. This vampire knew enough to be a pain, but Bo doubted if he had experience with actual fighting.

The vampire came in again, but Bo was ready this time. He blocked the vampires next punch, and brought up his hoof for a kick, catching the vampire in the chest, sending it across the room.

A hiss brought Bo around just in time to snatch the second vampire's head in his massive hand again. Bo spun like a shot-put hurler, and again sent the novice vampire across the room.

Bo roared in pain as a sharp pain exploded in his side. A quick backhand knocked the vampire-who-knew-what-he-was-doing away, and Bo saw a switch-blade knife in the vampire's hand, red with blood.

"Right." Bo growled. "If you want to do blades, then blades I can do."

Bo reached to pull his battleaxe from it's harness, but his hand only caught air.

The vampire laughed, and as Bo looked again, he noticed that the vampire had one foot on the shaft of his battleaxe.

"Oh, that was cute. Cut my harness before you stab me." Bo muttered.

The vampire cast the knife aside, and picked up the battleaxe. With a yell, the vampire charged. Bo stood calmly in place, a smile on his face. He didn't reach for his guns, he didn't move, he didn't even twitch, he just smiled.

As the vampire got to him, it swung downards. Bo caught the shaft on it's way down with one hand, then the surprised vampire by the neck with his other hand.

"A word of advice." Bo said. "Never...ah, never mind, you won't need it, anyways."

Throwing the vampire up in the air, Bo swung. As the head of the vampire bounced free, both it and the vampire's body ashed.

Once again, Bo heard the battlecry of the charging novice vampire. With a sigh, Bo causally stepped aside and swung his axe in a short arc, severing the vampire's head neatly.

"Some people just don't learn." Bo muttered to himself. He looked over to see how Razma was doing.

[Inbred Chocobo]

Right after the chat, Razma had already charged to the left, and both vampires decided they would die fighting. Though they both decided to attack at once and both came flying in, one trying to jump kick and the other going to take out the feet by sliding. Razma jumped in the air and spun as the jumping vampire came in contact. The foot went by and Razma sliced it with a knife while he sliced the vampires stomach. Then as the vampire went on, Razma held out his knife and the vampire's head came and meet the knife, which completely sank into the now crunched skull. The vampire tried to attack with it's claws to get him off, but Razma sunk his other knife straight into the heart, and killed it instantly.

The other vampire came in, pissed off due to his friend's death. He launched a claw straight forward, in which Razma meet with a knife which went straight into the hand. The vampire tried to attack the same way with the other claw and was meet in the same way. Razma looked over and noticed Bo had already finished off his 2. "Lucky Bastard, alright take the elder, though watch out he probably is the one who made these vampires." Razma said as he kicked the vampire off him and pulled out his magnum and shot the vampire's head off.

[Azisien]

Jeff strafed right to avoid being completely flanked, but the vampires both came up at him with blazing speed. He blocked one blow and countered with a solid left hook, connecting to the monster's jaw. It stumbled back for a moment, giving Jeff time to move out of the way from the flimsy one-armed twirl the other vampire tried to perform.

Jeff was running out of ideas. Vampires didn't have too much weak spots when one was fighting them unarmed. His hands weren't sharp and made of wood, and he wasn't exactly an expert in hand to hand decapitation, if there was such a field of study. Time became a much needed resource as well, he took his chances and tried to lunge past both of them to reach his weapons.

One punched him hard in the ribs, breaking at least one of them. The other slashed his upper arm badly with its claw. He ducked into a roll and made it through, ignoring his fresh wounds, and picked up his Beretta yet again.

"You're starting to piss me off." He said as he blew a chunk off of the vampire with all four limbs. "And you. Don't even get me started on you." He continued, flooring the one-armed vampire as a blast hit it in the right shoulder.

He cocked the shotgun and aimed it at the other monster's upper neck. Click, click. "Shit." The vampire took a swipe at Jeff, who promptly ducked out of the way. With a wince he brought himself back up and clutched his broken rib while simultaneously setting the safety on. He prepared himself for the next series of attacks and dodged them with ease, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack. When it came, he bashed the butt of the Beretta against the vampire's face. It growled and remained stunned for an instant, allowing Jeff to grab the muzzle end with both hands and give a full 180 degree swing.

Snap. Something in the vampire's neck broke or dislocated, and it's head was now at an awkward angle. Jeff took a few seconds to search for his Desert Eagles. He found one, picked it up, and dropped the Beretta. The one-armed vampire had recovered and came charging at him once again, which actually looked very odd, considering its lack of appendages.

Jeff fired four successive rounds into its chest, barely faltering its pace. He quickly switched quadrants and aimed for the legs. The first shot missed and kicked up some dust behind the vampire's legs, and the second nailed it in the shin.

It grunted and tripped, falling face first into the dirt. Jeff wasted no time, he walked up to it and stepped on its head, forcing it further into the ground. Boom, Boom, the vampire ashed away as Jeff severed it's head from the rest of it's body.

The remaining vampire was still preoccupied with it's new world view when Jeff shot both of it's kneecaps, grounding it for good. He took his sweet time and retrieved his second Eagle before he returned to where the vampire lay, hissing and growling at him.

Boom.