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<blockquote data-quote="ejja_1" data-source="post: 1548976" data-attributes="member: 7880"><p>Tony put Randy in the back of a cab, and climbed in the other side. The whole time the cab driver was screaming obscenities in a Middle Eastern dialect.</p><p></p><p>Randy brought out his badge, but this made the cabby only scream louder. Tony pointed the handgun he had taken at the man and shouted.</p><p>" HOSPITAL NOW!"</p><p></p><p>The cabby didn’t even flinch but kept up a steady stream of yelling and screaming in his native tongue. Tony began shaking his head, but caught movement out of the corner of his eye.</p><p></p><p>A man in riot gear had just steeped out of the front door from where they had just come, he glanced their way and started to walk across the street towards them. It was then that Tony noticed the ache in his shoulder, and the strange glowing sword strapped to the mans hip.</p><p></p><p>Tony shifted his gun to cover the man, his shoulder muscles tightening as everything slowed down. The man in black was drawing a handgun from his back as Tony’s first shot left his gun, everything seemed in slow motion as Tony fired his second shot.</p><p></p><p>The cabby screamed and began to dive into his cab, randy moaned in pain and tried to sit up. The man in black brought his handgun to bear as the first round impacted his chest, he began to spin to the side as the force of the round jerked him back and to the left. The second round hit him on the other side, sending him back and down to the pavement. </p><p></p><p>All this happened in a in a few seconds but seemed to take minutes. Time sped up as the mans body hit the pavement, his handgun skittered behind him and stopped as it hit the curb. Tony began to advance on the man, his gun never leaving his target.</p><p></p><p>As he came closer the unmistakable bulge of body armor became apparent. Tony aimed his handgun at the mans head and let his breath out slowly, his finger began to squeeze the trigger.</p><p></p><p>The front doors exploded outward as several men in orange jumpsuits spilled out into the street. They were all armed, some of them with shotguns others with handguns. They took one look at Tony, and in unison leveled their firearms at him. The click clack of slides and pumps being jacked was deafening, and Tony began to pray inside his head.</p><p></p><p>Then everything went black, and Tony was swept from his feet. He heard the report of the guns, and could almost feel the rounds as they passed by over him. The blackness was suddenly gone as quickly as it had appeared, and the man in the riot gear was standing in front of him firing an MP5 machine gun full auto into the men.</p><p></p><p>Tony took off at a dead run for the cab and dived into the back window landing on top of randy.</p><p></p><p>"GO! GO! GO!" </p><p>Tony screamed.</p><p></p><p>The cabby mashed his foot to the floor, and his tires left smoke as they screeched across the pavement. The car weaved back and forth as it entered traffic, causing a man on a motorcycle to spill the bike onto the sidewalk.</p><p></p><p>Zelaknia watched as the few remaining men stopped twitching, he then smiled and turned to watch the cab speed off.</p><p></p><p>"Nothing more exhilarating then a good chase, wouldn’t you say fellows?"</p><p></p><p>The bodies behind him began to stir with an unnatural life of their own, the Drows smile grew as they stood and came to attention.</p><p></p><p>" Go inside and kill anything you find alive, then you may roam the streets and kill as you will."</p><p></p><p>The undead moaned their ascent and shuffled back into the building, leaving Zelaknia by himself. </p><p>"A neat trick he thought to himself."</p><p>T'pau Rey was a powerful weapon indeed, he would have to find out what else his mother had kept from him about the sword in his hand.</p><p></p><p>Zelaknia walked over to were the motorcycle lay on its side, its driver lay still next to a parking meter. Picking up the bike, he remembered what the Chinese boy had showed him on the "crotch rocket" as he had called it.</p><p></p><p>Not finding the electric starter, the Drow flipped the kick-start to the side with the toe of his boot. The bike roared to life as he pumped his foot down on the metal rod and goosed the throttle. The sword at his side spoke into his mind, telling him where to go as it magically tracked his prey.</p><p></p><p>" Oh the destruction we will wreak together my pet, the souls we shall destroy!"</p><p></p><p>Zelaknia shifted the bike into first gear and pulled away from the curb at a leisurely pace, he had time on his side now and could afford to take things slowly. After all his prey was wounded, and his blade could track them with ease. </p><p></p><p>"Yes better to be slow and thorough" he thought. </p><p>The Drow turned the bike down an alley and parked behind a Dumpster, where he retrieved clothes and a few more firearms. A rat watched him from atop a skid the bums had broken up for firewood; its red eyes glistened in the sunlight.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Matron Pitnarun watched through the eyes of the rodent, as her son armed himself and changed clothes. She smiled at the site of T'pau Rey, and giggled to herself when it glowed a little brighter as it detected her presence.</p><p>She released the rat from her spell grip, and turned to address her daughter.</p><p></p><p>" My son has completed half of his mission in a very short time, he has the Fang of Lolth by his side."</p><p></p><p>A gurgling noise came from the priestess as the Matron Mother squeezed her brains with her mental hand; blood seeped from her nose and trickled down her quivering cheek.</p><p></p><p>" Zyltis come and collect your dinner, it is fresh as was promised."</p><p></p><p>A tall thin shape appeared from the darkness of the room; luminescent fungus hung from the ceiling cast small traces of light over what could only be described as tentacles.</p><p></p><p>" Thank you Matron Pitnarun, we welcome this alliance with you."</p><p></p><p>The shape moved into the light and it appearance was revealed. Grey skin stretched over a bony frame, ribs showing in stark detail. It's hands ended in wicked looking claws, but the most frightening part of it's appearance was the squid body that sat upon it neck.</p><p></p><p>" Take your meal elsewhere Zyltis, lest you spoil mine."</p><p></p><p>The Ithilid put a collar around the neck of the priestess, and lead her off to its chambers. The vile creature disgusted Matron Pitnarun, but she only had to suffer its presence a little while longer. Then her plans would come to fruition, and this miserable plane would finally be hers.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="ejja_1, post: 1548976, member: 7880"] Tony put Randy in the back of a cab, and climbed in the other side. The whole time the cab driver was screaming obscenities in a Middle Eastern dialect. Randy brought out his badge, but this made the cabby only scream louder. Tony pointed the handgun he had taken at the man and shouted. " HOSPITAL NOW!" The cabby didn’t even flinch but kept up a steady stream of yelling and screaming in his native tongue. Tony began shaking his head, but caught movement out of the corner of his eye. A man in riot gear had just steeped out of the front door from where they had just come, he glanced their way and started to walk across the street towards them. It was then that Tony noticed the ache in his shoulder, and the strange glowing sword strapped to the mans hip. Tony shifted his gun to cover the man, his shoulder muscles tightening as everything slowed down. The man in black was drawing a handgun from his back as Tony’s first shot left his gun, everything seemed in slow motion as Tony fired his second shot. The cabby screamed and began to dive into his cab, randy moaned in pain and tried to sit up. The man in black brought his handgun to bear as the first round impacted his chest, he began to spin to the side as the force of the round jerked him back and to the left. The second round hit him on the other side, sending him back and down to the pavement. All this happened in a in a few seconds but seemed to take minutes. Time sped up as the mans body hit the pavement, his handgun skittered behind him and stopped as it hit the curb. Tony began to advance on the man, his gun never leaving his target. As he came closer the unmistakable bulge of body armor became apparent. Tony aimed his handgun at the mans head and let his breath out slowly, his finger began to squeeze the trigger. The front doors exploded outward as several men in orange jumpsuits spilled out into the street. They were all armed, some of them with shotguns others with handguns. They took one look at Tony, and in unison leveled their firearms at him. The click clack of slides and pumps being jacked was deafening, and Tony began to pray inside his head. Then everything went black, and Tony was swept from his feet. He heard the report of the guns, and could almost feel the rounds as they passed by over him. The blackness was suddenly gone as quickly as it had appeared, and the man in the riot gear was standing in front of him firing an MP5 machine gun full auto into the men. Tony took off at a dead run for the cab and dived into the back window landing on top of randy. "GO! GO! GO!" Tony screamed. The cabby mashed his foot to the floor, and his tires left smoke as they screeched across the pavement. The car weaved back and forth as it entered traffic, causing a man on a motorcycle to spill the bike onto the sidewalk. Zelaknia watched as the few remaining men stopped twitching, he then smiled and turned to watch the cab speed off. "Nothing more exhilarating then a good chase, wouldn’t you say fellows?" The bodies behind him began to stir with an unnatural life of their own, the Drows smile grew as they stood and came to attention. " Go inside and kill anything you find alive, then you may roam the streets and kill as you will." The undead moaned their ascent and shuffled back into the building, leaving Zelaknia by himself. "A neat trick he thought to himself." T'pau Rey was a powerful weapon indeed, he would have to find out what else his mother had kept from him about the sword in his hand. Zelaknia walked over to were the motorcycle lay on its side, its driver lay still next to a parking meter. Picking up the bike, he remembered what the Chinese boy had showed him on the "crotch rocket" as he had called it. Not finding the electric starter, the Drow flipped the kick-start to the side with the toe of his boot. The bike roared to life as he pumped his foot down on the metal rod and goosed the throttle. The sword at his side spoke into his mind, telling him where to go as it magically tracked his prey. " Oh the destruction we will wreak together my pet, the souls we shall destroy!" Zelaknia shifted the bike into first gear and pulled away from the curb at a leisurely pace, he had time on his side now and could afford to take things slowly. After all his prey was wounded, and his blade could track them with ease. "Yes better to be slow and thorough" he thought. The Drow turned the bike down an alley and parked behind a Dumpster, where he retrieved clothes and a few more firearms. A rat watched him from atop a skid the bums had broken up for firewood; its red eyes glistened in the sunlight. Matron Pitnarun watched through the eyes of the rodent, as her son armed himself and changed clothes. She smiled at the site of T'pau Rey, and giggled to herself when it glowed a little brighter as it detected her presence. She released the rat from her spell grip, and turned to address her daughter. " My son has completed half of his mission in a very short time, he has the Fang of Lolth by his side." A gurgling noise came from the priestess as the Matron Mother squeezed her brains with her mental hand; blood seeped from her nose and trickled down her quivering cheek. " Zyltis come and collect your dinner, it is fresh as was promised." A tall thin shape appeared from the darkness of the room; luminescent fungus hung from the ceiling cast small traces of light over what could only be described as tentacles. " Thank you Matron Pitnarun, we welcome this alliance with you." The shape moved into the light and it appearance was revealed. Grey skin stretched over a bony frame, ribs showing in stark detail. It's hands ended in wicked looking claws, but the most frightening part of it's appearance was the squid body that sat upon it neck. " Take your meal elsewhere Zyltis, lest you spoil mine." The Ithilid put a collar around the neck of the priestess, and lead her off to its chambers. The vile creature disgusted Matron Pitnarun, but she only had to suffer its presence a little while longer. Then her plans would come to fruition, and this miserable plane would finally be hers. [/QUOTE]
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