Evil's Return (redux) Chapter 1: First Day Jitters

[The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk]

(OOC; Bah, ninja'd toasty, so I've deleted my post to make this one instead. Easier that way.)

There was a squealing of tires from outside the main entrance as the massive black humvee rounded the corner. After arriving at the carpark and finding nobody else around he deduced that they must still be inside, hopefully near the entrance awaiting a vehicle. When Don got there, he found Duncans car already waiting, Duncan himself rummaging through his boot and grabbing weapons. Don was about to shout him over as he stepped out of the car, P90 in hand, when he heard the massive roar coming from inside the school.

"That's no demon pigeon!" Don bolted for the entrance and threw the door open wide, raising his weapon to his shoulder. Then he saw the....thing, that had crawled up through the ground.

"HO. LY. SHIT!!" It certainly was one ugly beast and Don intended to make it even uglier, as he opened fire with his full automatic weapon. He had fifty rounds in the mag and he was determined to introduce all of them to this monstrosities arse. Er, assuming that that was it's arse. Kinda hard to tell really.

[Overcast]

"I was going to go for a bit of Junjou Romantica myself, but I will agree with you Pamelia, if I may call you by your name, I'd like to get a move on when we can. This place is compromised and I could use a change of costume."

He noted the arrival of Matt from one side and Jared from another. He had of course figured the birds an annoyance alone and was worried about Lesser Demons and their general upgrades to arrive. Though he had really REALLY hoped it didn't. Course they wouldn't be Protectors if the wish of safety wasn't instantly purged. The mass of doom coming out of the ground was a bad thing indeed. The lack of a ward for those flying bastards was another. It was coming for the Mother.

Of course he couldn't let that occur but he had to think. He could only throw assumptions, but that would work for now,

"We need mages on mob detail! Birds are gonna keep getting in the way if they aren't taken care of early! Anybody with a gun try to concentrate your fire on the ugly bastard! Moreover MOVE!"

He said this as fast as he damn well could, maybe too fast to properly relay instructions, but damn if he was going to let the mother get caught. He pulled out his Deagle and unloaded both guns on the biological mass hoping to give it something to cry about. Precision at the time wasn't worth much since it hadn't given them a shiny weak point. Just give it a lot of holes and shrapnel to make moving a terribly painful experience. He was hoping the rest of the crew would get the whole MOVE thing, because if they didn't this would be short. Fleshy mass style demons were best taken at a distance, else you get snapped in two like a shark in the hands of an octopus.

[Astral Harmony]

Pamelia swung her blade in a diagonal arc, clipping two of the demon birds before quickly exiting the building. "Oh god, that thing smells like a corpse's asshole loaded with month-old bull semen!"

Then, she straightened and grinned weakly. "N-not that I've encountered that kind of thing enough times to know what it smells like," she added. Apparently, Pamelia resorted to comedy to deal with terror.
"Pamie, what's happening?" Laurella yelled from where she and Lillian stood at their car.
"We've gone from bad to fucked-all-to-hell in there!" Pamelia called out. "Relax, I'll be fine, just get your asses out of here! Go, go, go!"

Laurella's blue mustang pulled quickly out of the parking lot and was gone. Pamelia whirled around and saw Duncan's car, then broke into a full sprint. None of the birds were on her yet. "I've read all the books in your study on demons," Pamelia said to him. "But I've never seen anything like that. God, I hope the others're all right."

[lazy man]

Rob ran through the halls, hastily trying to track where the pigeon demons were going. He had taken his sweet time trying to make sure his classmates and teacher were safe while trying not to seem crazy with his knife and pistol drawn. Once he had managed to calm everyone down and made sure the air vents were properly blocked, Rob burst out into the hallway wishing he had his sawed off with him. So many of these things would be easy to kill if he hadn't had to go incognito.

As it was, though, Rob could tell the swarm was heading towards the gunfire nearby. It wasn't hard to hear, even with the swarm of annoying demons fluttering past his head. He made to shout out to them, hoping they could hear him over the gunfire, but was interrupted by the unpleasant arrival of the big, ugly... thing.

"Again with needing my sawed off..." Rob muttered, annoyed at needing to seem "normal". Normal to him was carrying all of his weapons around with him on a job, at the very least.

With his complaining done, Rob went right to the action. He fired all of the shots remaining in his clip at the monstrosity coming out of the ground and swiped at as many of the little bastards flying around his head as possible with his knife once he was out. This was definitely not going to be a fun fight.

"Hey! Any ideas on what to do other than shoot this thing?" Rob yelled over the gunfire after getting into visible range of his fellow Protectors. He once again towered over most of the people here, but that obviously didn't matter right now. No one was going to get close to that thing without something big in their hands. Swiping at yet another annoying pigeon after reloading, Rob started shooting at the fleshy mass once again.

[PyrosNine]

Task heard and smelled things. Horrible, horrible things. Task opened up the locker post haste, and looked at the thing, it's many tentacles reaching, grasping, for nubile girl-flesh.

Task figured he was pretty safe. Pretty safe. BUT THE MOTHER!

No, Task first. If she was smart, she'd have had plenty of time to get the hell out of dodge by now, and it was time to once again be Task, ordinary student and completely ignorant of demon bullshit, and GTFO.

There were still birds, yes. And there were tentacles. Yes. And there were people with guns, yes, shooting at both of them. Task tried not to get in between them in their business. He was wholly, completely unarmed.

He ran out the building, to find Laurella getting away in a really nice car, and her friend running for a crappy one with some other guy. Wonder if they'd give him a ride?

Of course, how would that go? "HOSHIT GET ME OUT OF HERE, Whew, now that we're safe, drop me off at that creepy, formerly deserted mansion owned by strange people?"

No, that wouldn't do. He had a cover to maintain, and no matter how bad it was, he would keep to it till someone threatened to shoot his toes off. It was the only thing he had going for him right now. He was a secret protector of the Mother, nay, Mankind, and he'd wear a mask and cape and stand on high rooftops and laugh of justice. If you shone light on that, and revealed the facade, he was just a scared kid with a headband, scared of demons on both the out and in.

Besides, he'd seen movies like this before. Running to the car was never safe.

"WAIT!" He yelled after the friend of the presumable mother of hell. "WAIT!"

"NEVER RUN TO A CAR! THAT'S WHEN THE BAD GUY GETS YOU WHILE THE BATTERY REFUSES TO START! ALSO, DO YOU KNOW HOW TO GET TO 3516 ARROWROOT ROAD?"

[Bard The 5th LW]

Abdul didn't stop to think, he slammed the sigil on the ground in front of Pamelia and said the incantation so fast he wasn't sure if it would work, but luckily it did, and before any demon got to close. In an instant a large silver barrier appeared in front of her, although it looked a little shaky probably due to the rushed incantation.

He turned around took a look at the abomination in front of him and the other protectors who had managed to get there, he pulled out his gun and shot several bullets at it, retching slighty at the sight of the shots slam into the exposed muscle and tissue.

He spoke the enchantment for a poison dart, and chucked it at the monster, but it had no visible effect aside from making it move a little bit slower. He looked towards the other protectors in hopes that they could back him up.

[Toastburner B]

Duncan spun around, a throwing knife appearing in his hand as if by magic (it wasn't magic, though, in case you were wondering), and had to check his throw as it turned out it was just some student yelling at the girls. "Holy crap, I almost just smoked that kid," he muttered to himself.

He turned back around, plastered a pleasant smile on his face, and slowly lowered his arm, and returned the throwing knife to his wrist holder. "Hi, girls," he said innocently, "fancy meeting you...ah, heck, we're past the point trying to pretend nothing is happening, are we? That's going on in there?"

The question answered itself shortly thereafter.

Meanwhile, back inside the school, the Protectors had thus-far failed to properly get the fleshy-monster's attention. Which meant it was still focused on the Mother of Hell.

The thing charged forward, smashing aside Abdul's hastily constructed barrier as if it wasn't there. It did the same thing with the steel and glass entrance away of the school. It only stopped when it hit the ward set up outside the school. Unlike Abdul's, this ward had been carefully set up over the course a few hours...maybe a day or two...so it held for a longer time. Unfortunately, the mages and priests that had gone through the day before hadn't had time to create a ward that could resist a large blood-summoned. Therefore, just as with the ward inside the school, the creature slowly managed to push through it.

However, that did give Duncan time to act.

"Take the car," he said, tossing the keys to Pamelia, "and get back to the manor." He looked back at the creature breaking out of the school. "And tell Jenkins he better just prepare a light dinner...I don't think we're going to be too hungry after this."

[mauve]

"Dammit!" swore Matt. The weird skinless monster seemed focused solely on one of the retreating girls. The Mother.

"Stop!" he yelled uselessly. The boy ran after the retreating demon, flaming arrow still in hand. Fine time to be left without a bow. He raised the arrow like a sword.

"In the name of St. George the Dragon Slayer, I command you to face me!" The creature didn't seem to notice, or care. Matt was closer now, close enough to touch the disgusting monster, but the demon paid him no attention. Matt's bow was in the trunk of his car. He could run and go get it, but by then it could be too late. Oh man, this day was not going well.

"Demon! In the name of St. George, I command-- aw screw it." You only live once, right? Matt leapt forward and brought the burning arrow down, attempting to plunge it into the monster's exposed organs. He had no idea what it was he was aiming at, whether it was vital or just gross, but hoped it would at least get its attention.

He also hoped he wouldn't get shot by anyone else. Wow. This was a very stupid idea.

[rapter200]

Isaac had been pouring round after round into the big beast, but it didn't even seem to phase the monstrosity. It seemed nothing they did could stop or even distract the beast. So he did what anyone in his position would do, get a bigger gun. When the creature was slowed down by the barrier Isaac ran to the trunk of his car and threw it open.

He found what he was looking for in both his revolver and his VSSK. By now the giant creature had broken through the barrier and was closing in on the mother. He had no time to set up I a better place so he deployed the attached bi-pod and looking through the scope.

Seeing the demon in this much detailed almost made him vomit, its body convulsed in such a way that it just emanated pure evil, an inherit wrongness in and of itself. He didn't know where to target because there was no obvious weak points or soft spots on the thing so he just let a bullet fly into the mass of muscle, hoping it would hit something vital.

From this distance it would be like a hot knife cutting through butter, it was an anti-material rifle so exposed muscle would be made short work of. The problem though was that this thing seemed to be a walking redundancy of organs, who knows how many backups to a vital organ this thing had.

Thank God for semi-automatic sniper rifles, at least that was what he was thinking as he let a few more shots go hoping to distract the beast if not somehow get lucky and hit the one most vital organ that has no back up, who was he kidding.

[Bard The 5th LW]

Abdul didn't have the time to set another barrir, and after what just happened, it seemed pointless to, so he decided to go on the offensive.

First of all he had to get rid of these damn birds, he quickly grabbed one the was flying around his head and shoved an explosive dart into its wing, said the enchantment, and threw it back into the crowd of birds, killing quite a few.

"Now for the big guy," Abdul thought to himself as he grabbed his 4 remaining explosive darts, said the enchantment enchantment with a lot of anxiousness in his voice, and hurled them at the behemoth, trying his best to not kill the protector stabbing it with an arrow shaft. He didn't get a good look as to whether or not it was affective, he yelled to Pamelia, "Hurry to Duncan's car" as he unloaded the rest of the ammo of his gun into the area of the monster he just threw the darts at.