{Revenge} Elijah's Peril

Elijah Breed

*Where was he? Eli could hear muted voices, seemingly from far away... He tried to focus, to concentrate in spite of the horrifying pain and the coldness he could feel creeping up his body. Eli willed himself to open his eyes, to lift himself up but his body felt strange and uncooperative. He felt dazed, confused... He heard his name mentioned several times. Was he supposed to do something? Was he on a mission? Why did he feel so cold...?*

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  Rafe Malebranche *The call from Gideon had me running to the location he'd given me. It took me less then 5 minutes to hoof it there and I immediately knelt down next to Eli. Placing my hands on his chest, I called on the powers I was lucky enough to inherit from my mother. Without looking up, I growled at the others* What the hell happened here? *Eli's wounds didn't look good, and he looked like he was dazed. We had to get him home, and fast. I just had to stabilize him enough to do that, then I knew between my mom and I, he'd be fine.* Someone tell me one of you thought to bring a car, or something? I can stabilize Eli, but we need to get him back to the compound. 
  
  *I looked up, just as I was almost finished and swore under my breath, footsteps coming our way* Fuck.... don't tell me we're in for more company!!! *I heard Malcolm growl and I stood, knowing we were at a disadvantage, needing to protect our brother, while fighting off these new fucktards*

  
  
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  Jax Breed *Checking his weapons, Jax nodded to Malcolm. * You get Eli to safety, I'll cover you. * He knew Rafe and his mother could save his comrade but, they had to get him back to the compound. Without another word, Jax disappeared, using his Breed speed to find and kill anyone that posed a threat to the others.*

  
  
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  Nathan Bishop -I stand guard over Eli and Rafe as he works feverishly to stabilize my teammate. I hear the pounding of footfalls as the enemy has called in back-up. I palm a blade in each hand and nod to Rafe.- I have you covered. As soon as he's stable, get him in the SUV and get him the fuck out of here. -At his nod, I turn and race toward the bastards. My blade makes contact with the first male I come to, slicing through his neck down to his spine. Before he even hits the pavement, I engage another, slamming one blade into his chest, piercing his heart. The other blade slices his neck from ear to ear. Showing no emotion, I continue to distribute Death to each of the Breed bastards that are a disgrace to our race. My blades dripping with blood, my fatigues bloody as well, I don't notice the various wounds on myself. I catch sight of Jax as he, too, meets out The Orders' justice. Quickly, I look back to the spot where I left Eli and Rafe.. they were gone. I scan the area with my Breed eyesight and find them getting into the SUV. As they drive off, I re-engage the enemy.-

  
  
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  Satora Razza ~The night had been a relative success, the Order predictable. I pressed the comm link and signaled for the primary teams to strike and clean up the remaining warriors. From my vantage point, I could see that one soldier was on the brink of death, his humanity having been his downfall. The Order had scrambled to ensure his safety and protection by leaving their precision killing machine with the blades to play sentinel. Better to focus my attention on the fight this night. Calmly, I use my preternatural speed to disappear 500 yards out of the shadows and into the fray. Instinctively, I grab the pair of glocks strapped to my thighs and open up fire on the Order. I swing to the left, a barrage of bullets spraying cover as I move. I hear a grunt and my own growl of satisfaction is sounded as I see the warrior carrying shurikens grab his bloodied shoulder. As the clips empty and I’m left with clicking sounds, I throw the weapons to the side and unsheathe the blades at my back. I close in on the Breed who has been organizing the Warriors tonight.~

  
  
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  Jax Breed Mother fucker! *The burn of the bullet tearing through his shoulder had him cursing. His left hand felt numb and his shuriken slipped from his fingers to clatter on the ground. He growled low as he stooped to pick it up. He would need medical attention but not yet. First he had to find the Coward shooter and deal with them. His remaining stars went into his coat. Jax pulled his glock , using his left hand only would feel odd, but only for a few minutes as his wound began to heal. Slowly he made his way around shipping containers to find the enemy. *

  
  
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  Malcolm MacBain *Bullets whizzed past his ears, ricocheting off the walls. Firing toward his assailant his aim was sure, dropping the Breed with a bullet between the eyes. Quickly he ducked behind a steel shipping container to reload his weapon Peering around the corner he saw Jax stumble hit by bullet that was fired by...* OH SHIT!. * Satora! Now this all made sense.he had led his men into a trap. *Stepping out from behind his shield he ran to help his wounded comrade in arms. There was a lot of blood coming from Jax's wound but he knew it wasn't life threatening. Asking Jax if he could get to the work truck parked near by, the Asian warrior's answered through gritted teeth. { Keep that Genone Bitch busy and I'll get the wheels we need. } Squeezing his shoulders he told the young warrior he would protect him with his life. Drawing his claymore, he charged toward the Genone female the battle cry of his father on his lips* KINCHYLE!!!!

  
  
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  Satora Razza ~The roar of his name is tremendous as I round the corner. My blades instinctively held up for defense as the broadsword aims towards my head. A small grin and a perfect kick of adrenaline swims through me as I dodge to the right, sweeping my leg out to clip him.~ MacBainn ~I growl as his speed has him back on his feet and the sword back slicing through the air. Together the sound and speed of our fight sounds like bells as metal crashes against each other. Knowing that the smaller blades in my hands will not be enough to kill this warrior, I allow my body to be against one of the containers. As he charges forward, I surge forward, his sword sinking in through the metal.~

  
  
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  Malcolm MacBain *He had never encounter Satora in battle but her sire's genetics were evident in her skills as a fighter.He lost his balance and grasp on the large blade as he pulled it from the steel. Stumbling to regain his stance the heavy sword went clanging across the concrete . Scrambling to retrieve his weapon he was jolted back as her boot caught him in the jaw. His vision blurred and his ears were ringing from the impact.. Shaking his head sharply he hears the scrapping of his weapon as the blade is dragged across the hard surface. There was no where to run. Looking up into her feral eyes he makes one last charge for the warrioress. His war cry silenced when the sharp metal pierces his side. Falling to his knees she closes in on him to make a final blow. As she lifted the sword to end his life he hears the roar that could only come from a Genone. Nathan's movements were a blurred but Malcolm knew that voice, it was Nathan Bishop, now was the time for his escape. Satora was meeting her equal, her brother.*.

  
  
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  Nathan Bishop I see the scene laid out before me. Mal was down and Satora was about to make the killing blow. I was still too far to engage in hand to hand with her. I stop and quickly gather up my Breed skill that I inherited from my mother. I pull from the sounds around me, caging that energy between my palms like a bomb. I had mastered this skill as a young male. Satora looks up as she hears my approach. She doesn't have time to react as I let loose the energy. It blasts her in the center of her chest, sending her flying through the air at least a hundred yards. With my Breed speed, I am beside Mal in a mere moment dropping down to scoop him up with one arm. With Satora down and unconcious, I get my injured brother out of the field and to the waiting SUV. I look back to the area that the female Breed had landed, I find her gone. I knew she wouldn't be down for long, but she is injured nonetheless. It was time for all of us to haul ass out of here and get back to the compound to tend to our wounds.-

  
  
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  Satora Razza ~As the pain subsides and I come to, I'm back on my feet, furious that I didn't know about the Breed's gift. The pain had pulsed through my chest as the warrior's gift knocked me on my ass.~ FUCK! ~I use my speed to run back to the scene, grabbing my blades and any weapon possible to finish the job. As I close back in, I hear the wheels of their SUV tear at the asphalt and leave. Rage curses through me as I throw one blade in a futile exercise towards the fleeing vehicle. I sneer as I think about the next time we meet. Showing me his gift was like showing his tell in poker, it would definitely be used against him at just the right time.~

  
  
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  Satora Razza ~~~To Be Continued~~~