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Still frightened by the insane "monster" behind him, Coy did not even hear the stranger walk up behind him, much less be able to be ready for the smash that he had heard and then the following crack. Once the sounds had died down, Coy took a small breath as he felt a semi-wet blade has been touched to his cheek slicing a small cut, allowing a few drips of darkened blood to run down his face and drip onto the floor. With the sudden cut on his cheek and the new knowledge that the man was right behind him, coy could no longer focus his energy on his invisibility and then almost on instinct switched it to his regenerative ability. Turning to face the blood hungry human, coy softly responded "No s-sir. I- I mean my energy would be lost and my skin would be pointless." Finishing his sentence, coy backed up as much as he could, with his body stood straight up on the wall and window while waiting for a response.
 
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Akira


She could feel, even in the planning he might of been in at the moment that Arc was most definitely awake. That was good news. Because that allowed her powers to flow inside of her body, Akira guessed the feeling of resonating with your master was different for most but for her it was warmth and a little static electricity sort of tingling feeling all over. She sighed, knowing Arc was safe which she knew because of their connection.

She now could stop being useless. She saw someone she only knew as yellow from her peripheral vision. She bit her thumb, drawing a small trickle of blood. On a nearby wall she wrote '903' One of her more recent labeled weapons in an arsenal of a thousand of them. Well a thousand and one, but weapon '0' was a last resort that would demolish this floor of the house and everyone in a 1 mile semi-circle in front of her.

A gun appeared in her hand, large. Almost too large for her body. She took a shot at Yellow's armor with the high powered weapon. A long ray of blue energy releasing from her gun and coming straight towards him at the speed of sound. It was a rarity for Akira's weapons to pass the speed of sound and create a sonic boom.

"Boom." She said in a quiet voice, the little sound effect meant more for herself than anyone else.
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Ren

She knew their leader was ok the moment Akira started using her powers. Ren then left her, no need to stand over her when she was at full capacity. "Ak- Electric Blue. Check how many guards are left when you get a chance." Ren said. She didn't call her by name because she didn't want the Colored to know.

She hadn't seen any large blasts of blood spurt anywhere for a while. She also had lost TEN. That could be a problem if he'd decided to go to Floor 3 and take a nice nap or something. A few seconds later she decided she didn't care one way or the other. He wasn't dead, she'd feel the loss of him if he was.

One Colored guard, she could see, came from her room then motioned to another to follow him in there. At that point she began hacking down guards no matter who's side they were on senselessy to get to her room. In this blind stroke of insanity she'd lost hold of herself and a gun was put to her head. For a second she freaked out, knowing how pissed TEN would be if he died because of her. Then she calmed and simply thought the gun out if existence to her. So when the Colored guard fired and the bullet could not contact Rens head he started backing up slowly.

Ren swiveled, cutting his arm off then taking it and running closer to her room. She made it quickly and through the arm down for a second so she could cut down the soldiers obviously looking for something in her room. She then began panting and leaned against her dresser. She was only human and got tired. She gave her self a second to rest up before heading out to the battle field again where she could see bodies being cleared away by Colorless clean-up crew.​
 
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Matt looked around trying to spot anyone, only seeing Electric Blue a second too late. He braced himself for the attack, a blue energy of sort hit him sending him back and whacking him off the wall while the sonic boom that came with it deafen him for a couple seconds. When he recoved from the massive attack on him he got into cover on the wall to avoid any more shots.

He looked down to his armor that was falling apart from the blast, he collected all the parts he could and started to slowly fix his armor. "That wasn't very nice your going to pay for that," he said furious, "A very unfair advantage you have there. I'll need to deal with that."

With the armor all fixed up he placed his katana on his back and picked up an assault rifle from a guard he had killed earlier and began taking shot with it from behind cover hoping for the best. He was more aiming for the weapon rather than Electric Blue
 
Akira

"Unfair advant-?" The girl paused when she realized that he was speaking of her weapon. When the shots were fired Akira went into action quickly and reacted finally to Ren's wishes as well. She slid the gun across the floor and backfliped her thin body backwards, pressing her hand to the floor and closing her eyes. She was using her Sight Of An Angel power. She began recording people alive.

Her gun slid back into her other free hand. She lifted her hand from the floor a few seconds later, panting. The power was draining. "Fifty Seven more, most located at the south entrance." She called out loudly, checking her gun for injuries. Two bullets lodged in the side but it was still most likely usable.

She fired it off again, aiming haphazardly at Yellow.​
 
Seeing Electric Blue getting ready to fire he braced himself using the metal of his armor to strengthen at the side in a shied and attach him too the ground. The blue energy hit the shied that only had a small dent that with fixed in a matter of seconds.

"Tricks like that only work once on me," He said, "Now for a trick of my own."

He took two of his throwing knives knives out Hopping out from behind the cover of the shied he threw both with good aim at the weapon. Then ducking behind cover in case of another attack.

"How do you like that!" He shouted.
 
Not waiting for a reply, Nick walked over to his weapon stand and pulled out his gear. He weapon is a sword that is about 3.5 meters long, he measured with his hands one day and it came out to ten hands, and a lot of bandages. Leaning it against the wall next to him, he pulled out his armor, which was a thin layer of a carbon coated kevlar in the middle of two thick pieces of leather. Putting this on, Nick strapped his sword to his back and started walking to the door. "Chrome, join outside ready for combat in five minutes." He walked through the building and exited.
 
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Delilah

When the next alarm rang, Delilah looked at the others, not entirely sure what the best course of action was. She did not feel entirely safe walking with Ten, whose clear bloodlust greatly exceeded her own. Ren appeared to be "comfortable" enough on her own, so Delilah wanted to leave her alone as well. Akira, then, seemed like an optimal choice for someone to follow. Quietly and cautiously, she walked behind Akira.

A man called Yellow stood in Akira's path, one of the Colored that threatened her everyday existence. Akira formed a weapon and fired upon him, after which Yellow fired back. Delilah knew she had to do her part, but she decided to wait until the time felt right. That time happened sooner than she expected it would.

When Yellow threw some knives, Delilah brought Pride into being. Pride stepped forward and let the knives hit her in the stomach, taking the blows with ease. "Not bad, not great," she replied, taking the knives out of her body and offering them to Akira, the injuries already fading to scars. "I've grown used to this sort of thing already." Delilah decided to keep using Pride, in case Akira needed the extra protection.
 
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Akira

She'd already prepared for her weapon to be compromised. She couldn't do much but slide it back and still be able to aim and it was large and a bit of a one trick pony anyways. She simply crouched behind it for her own safety. She waited for the heart breaking melody of her weapon getting hurt... She waited and waited. Then she heard speech from Delilah.

Akira stood, nodding. She walked to the wall the number for the gun was written on and smudged it, effectively getting rid of the gun. It was now back where it'd came from. She'd done this in the cover of Delilah's body so Yellow couldn't see and start erasing her guns. Or Atleast hopefully he hadn't seen. She used the still trickling blood and wrote '402' and '403'. They were twin guns, one for each hand. They appeared in her hands and she blinked, strategizing.

She needed time so she activated Monochromatic Wonderland. She fired her gun at the Monochrome Yellow. It was a blue ray in the shape of a long bullet that came out of the gun. It hit Yellow's armor and made a dent. That's when it hit her, the one place not covered by armor was the man's face. The guns wouldn't do much but temporarily paralyze him and put him in pain as they were created for the sole purpose of paralysis on regular people, not Coloreds. But her plan was to paralyze him long enough to put him in handcuffs.

She came back to the real world and jumped up high then aimed at Yellows forehead and fired both guns. One at his forehead and one at his hand to prevent him from doing more things with the metal. When she landed she took a breath of air.

"Thanks." She took the time to tell Delilah as she finally accepted the knives and threw them at a few colored guards.​
 
Matt wasn't completely sure what to do when his knives were stopped he kept glancing over the shied he made when the new guns appeared he didn't know what they were only he had to avoid them. When the first bullet hit the shied it did nothing, but he heard her jumping looking up He saw Electric Blue shooting with only a second to react he got the shied to cover him from above. when the bullets where both stopped he created a katana once again and ran back to the entrance leaving his armor behind. Barely making it Matt got to his cube of metal that still had plenty left for him this time he made armor that is much larger than the first so that it could survive nearly any attack he dropped the sword because this was more of a charger suit rather than one you use with weapons. He walking back in knowing there was a better chance of him living through this.
 
Buttercup and Pale Grey, or Maxine and Zack, managed to maneuver their way through the fray and make it all the way to the South Entrance, where supposedly more guards were attacking. Zack didn't consider his power very useful, but was also well aware that he was one of the only half's that didn't use their power for combat. He fought much like a normal soldier, wielding his katana with skill enough to dispatch some, but not all. Maxine was the real powerhouse. Even though she didn't have a sharp weapon like he did, she bounced through the crowd lightly, her parasol flashing through the crowd, downing soldiers and blocking out bullets. She flashed it open and closed like a great black bird, appearing to dance a path through the men. She didn't use her power just yet either. She left those for the difficult ones, the true colored, the top. Seeds of doubt and suspicion and love. They would do their work long after she was gone. They both passed Ten, Zack purposefully not looking as they did so. When they got to the South Entrance, they did find it swamped, but there were no major colored there.

As Zack cut down one soldier, Maxine asked him, "Grey. Do you recognize any of these?" she began listing the colored alias's out loud to trigger his memories. "Yellow, Chrome, your brother..." Even though she knew perfectly well that he would be able to recognize his own brother if he saw him, she mentioned him on purpose, again, to trigger his memories. Instantly, and without Zack's urging, memories began playing out in front of him in excruciating detail, of the colored she was talking about doing various things. Using their powers, fighting, on occasion just talking. Other coloreds flashed into his mind, and he put color to face as if he'd known them all his life. He scanned the scene for any of the people matching those descriptions, even the more minor colored. None. He shook his head and concentrated on not dying, for now.
 
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  • This sucked. Why did they have to invade today of all days. And in TEN's room, too. This day was starting on a bad note. At least Akira was still okay.

    Arc sighed softly and pointed at a group of Colourless nearby. "I want each of you to take an upstairs hall. We don't know whether or not they can get in through there, so we need to be ready." He turned to another few and pointed at a spot on the map in front of himself. "They entered here through TEN's room. Another group entered here." He pointed to a different spot on the map as he said this. "I want you to go here and provide backup if needed."

    As they rushed off to their assigned areas, Arc leaned against the map and traced a finger along the first floor main hall. Where are you, Akira? It would make sense that she would be fighting. He had allowed her to use her abilities, so she was probably out where the biggest fight was. The first intrusion was probably a diversion for a larger group to infiltrate. I'll go check on TEN first, then. Make sure he's not spilling too much blood.

    "The rest of you fan out around the house and look for Colored in the empty rooms." With that, he turned and left, on his way to TEN's room.
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Akira

She could feel Arc. She could feel his increased heartbeat as he started moving around. In most situations she'd be fighting by his side and letting him make her powers of use to him. But now she had yellow to deal with. That armor was annoying, she wouldn't go with 0 just yet. But... another big gun. Something that would disintegrate any normal person. But he had on that inhuman armor.

The next gun she summoned was bigger than the first one she summoned. It was 32. It had a stand connected to the ground, limiting her mobility severely. When she fired the gun she held her hands tightly over her ears. A loud sonic boom came as it broke the barrier of sound. It was a bright electric blue beam that's weapon was heat. There was tons of concentrated heat in that one beam that could melt virtually anything.​
 
✡Ten✡, #B22222
The stuttering, oh how Ten loved the fear that wavered a voice into bits and pieces. He did raise his eyebrows in slight approval when his said captive still managed to turn around and face him. Perhaps this one was bolder than he thought or had assumed that maybe little polite formalities would save him. They wouldn't of course but that didn't mean that Ten couldn't entertain the idea. Trapping the boy under his watchful gaze, he took the time to examine his captive thoroughly and any possible physical weaknesses the boy could have. There were many left for him to exploit if need be in the future and he would take his time with this one, unlike the rest. His eyes never strayed too far from the already healed gash that he had inflicted a few moments ago. The continuous tapping of sharp steel on glass echoed across the room as Ten had roughly grabbed the knife from the under the Colored sleeve and left the arm to dangle like a broken doll by the boy's side. He wasn't really concerned if he was to be attacked or not since overpowering someone, especially such a weak one, was his specialty. If the boy can't manage to keep his hands to his side, Ten would just have to teach him how.

"What a pity..." He continued, taking the knife and leaving small but burning trails of paper cuts across the others skin. They all healed as fast as he had left them himself which intrigued Ten to no end. He had a similar ability but it was useless compared to this one. The power to heal others...he visibly scoffed at the idea. If he could heal minor injuries and bruises like this one could then he would be unstoppable.

"Tell me then, what use would you be to me if I kept you alive a bit longer?"

Golden eyes pierced bright blue as Ten waited intently for answer.


✝Chrome✝, #2F4F4F
Even though possible carnage was offered to him, Chrome knew better than to assume that he even had a choice. It had been his decision to make when he joined the Colored and leave his old comrades behind which even to this day no one had the slightest clue as to why. So the inevitably of clashing swords with them was unavoidable. He hadn't been able to give his answer in the end however as Nick seemed to have already directed him to get ready for the attack. A single nod of acknowledgment was given before Chrome made his way through the white washed halls towards his chambers. There was really no need for preparations as he preferred to wear nothing else but his current attire and the sleek, obsidian sword by his side. There was however something he needed to bring with him if they were to pass through his previous... "home". A small, intricately carved wooden badge hidden away in the corner of his drawers. It was the symbol of the Colourless and had been a surprising gift from one of the most unlikely members. Perhaps he would take this chance to return what now did not belong to him.

With that thought, Chrome slipped the badge in the folds of his clothes and slipped away to silently reappear by Nick's side.
 
Under the watchful glowing blue eyes of his enemy, coy tried to slowly move his right arm to his thigh to hopefully reach his scythe or his silenced pistol. But instead of gracefully grabbing his scythe and cutting this opponent into pieces, he managed to just graze the hilt of it and knock it out of its resting place and let it crash to the floor. That and the other scythe rattled and fell with the blade landing on coys' foot leaving a deep cut inside of his now ruined new sneakers. Knowing that now, there is no way he is going to fight his way out, coy could only think of one way to get out of this alive. Pleading for life and hope it works.

" Well, it would be in my great honor to not be dead. That would be nice and extremely within my interests. And uhh, I would not come back to destroy your stuff? Yea there is that too," coy said thinking out loud but then he starts to trail off, thinking that lying would be the worst thing to do right now. " I could also, I guess like, teach you how to do some things I know.... " Hopefully the softer voice would make the person think that his knowledge would be useless, mainly because by now he must know that his combat is useless. Lets just hope that this works.
 
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Matt charged Electric Blue in his new more powerful armor, he spotted her summoning her next gun and he wasn't to happy. He didn't stop though he began to brace his armor putting it more at the front and grew spikes the bottom of his feet to help with grip. As the shot was fired at him from the gun he stomped down on the ground making larger spikes and he covered his head with his arms. The blue beam bashed his armor a good bit even losing some of it but recovering quickly he turned to twisted metal into spikes coming out the front and he charged her faster than before. "YOU CAN'T KILL ME!" he shouted at Electric blue.
 
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When Chrome appeared at his side, he began walking toward a helicopter that was already lifted off the ground slightly. Jumping in, he turned and help pull up Chrome. "You ready for this? If not, feel free to stay behind, but I may or may not call you in anyway." He laughed manically. Drawing his sword, he pulled his kit out and began sharpening and poisoning the blade. Turning to Chrome, he asked, "Do you need some? I don't know what sort of power they have so I'm going in prepared, that and we'll be dropping from the bottom when we get there. Don't worry, I'll get us down nice and comfortable." He wouldn't show it but at this moment, he was feeling very air-sick and couldn't wait to hit the ground.
 
Arcturus​

Arc stuck to the shadows, silently dashing through the halls. I'll check on Akira after TEN. He slowed as he reached the stairs, peeking around the corner towards the bottom. Seeing no one, he sped down, taking two stairs at a time. Upon reaching the bottom, he turned left towards his destination. Sounds of battle sounded through the halls. It seemed as though there were more Colored than he had originally thought. He glanced down a hallway as he passed, seeing Colored and Colourless guards fighting. Distracted, he didn't notice the Colored guard up ahead, and slammed into him.

Both he and the Colored rolled a few feet, the Colored recovering first. Arc slowly pushed himself up into a sitting position, dazed from hitting the Colored face-first. Seeing the Colored, a young male, rush at him with a axe, he pushed himself sideways out of the other's path. The man swung, crushing a nearby vase and stumbling into the shards.

Arc looked over and frowned, seeing the wreckage. "That was one of my favorite vases..." The man stood and rushed him again. Arc sidestepped and unsheathed his daggers, digging them into the man's spine as he passed. The man flopped to the ground, lifeless, and Arc retrieved his daggers, re-sheathing and continuing down the hall.

Arc covered his ears as a sonic boom sounded through the corridor. He turned towards the hall from which it came and peeked around the corner. Akira was there with one of her multitude of guns, fighting against someone in weird armor. This obviously wasn't just any opponent if she had to use a weapon of that power. He decided to watch for a bit to see whether or not she needed his help. He attempted to let her know he was nearby by means of the link they shared as Half and Full.



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Akira

She was frightened. A fact most people tended to forget about her was that she was still young considering the swing of things. Really, they all were. She wasn't used to being yelled at in such a way. Though, her face showed no fear she still felt it. This caused her to hesitate. She moved a momentto late when having to put her hands on her gun and slide it to the left and having to jump up herself. She was scratched by one of the spikes. Though scratched may of been a lax term, it went maybe a half an inch deep into a spot above her ankle and made a gash downwards. She landed, still gracefully on the floor still backwards from where she was to start. She lifted her injured left foot off the floor. It hurt like hell, this time it showed on Akira's face which was momentarily contorted.

She could suddenly feel Arc closer to her, behind her actually. But she didn't dare face him, it was her job to protect him not vice versa. She didn't have time for hesitation now either, Hand-to-hand wise she was weak and couldn't risk Yellow catching her and trying to fight her that way so she took of running towards her gun. She was so thankful Arc couldn't feel her pain, it was one-sided. She simply felt Arc's pain but he felt none of hers. She took her role more seriously than most. People assumed it had something to do with love but it didn't. She knew how to separate personal opinions, such as TEN being a giant risk to keep around, from battle. It was true sometimes she could slip and let her intense respect and admiration for the man come into play during a battle. It was also true the few times that has happened there have been no survivors to tell the tale.

She made it to her gun, and aimed it. Then lay the problem. Yellow was too close to Arc. She didn't want an Arc puddle. Oh no! What would anyone do with an Arc-puddle! How does a puddle give orders! Childish thoughts emerged in her head in that moment along with a mental image of people trying to talk to the Arc-Puddle on the floor and the Arc-Puddle responding with a black line for a mouth. Even if Arc was an Arc-puddle i'd probably scoop him into his favorite cup and put him in the microwave if he was cold.. Wait- I'm distracted! I need to focus on Yellow!

Akira put her finger on the trigger but didn't fire. Though the beam gave off concentrated heat it still affected areas around it in about a five meter radius. Akira couldn't measure it precisely in her head considering she was stubbornly not looking at Arc. She simply felt he was close to where Yellow was. He could be five meters, ten meters, fifteen meters....

"If I get rid of your armor, you're just some asshole like all the rest of them." Akira said, her voice gaining more emotion because she was a bit angry and fearful. "Anyways, I definitely need to kill you or make you incapacitated. You stupid woman beater." Akira's childish side showed in her last statement. Hitting a woman mattered nothing in war, only who won. Though, she was definitely bluffing. The man, could easily overtake her if he got too close. It was a heavy gun that was hard to move so she'd have to ditch it and run. With a hurt foot/leg her speed was affected.

She gave up her stubbornness and looked at Arc. He was far enough away. She'd already wasted maybe thirty seconds or more. So she fired the gun at Yellow twice.​
 
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Matt spun round as fast as he could after slowing himself down, he charged her getting close to her reading more spikes but every were this time. The two shots were fired at him both hit spikes that melted away he was knocked back recovering a bit slower but he didn't charge this time he just lifted his arms up, "Got you," He said as multiple metal polls came out from the armor, the polls curved around Electric blue and landed in the metal he left behind her. This cased more polls to come out of that, this thinned out his armor making him take away the spikes the polls were intended to capture Electric blue as he made then close together like a cage that went all around Electric blue.
 
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