She knew she had been right about her previous assumptions. This organization lacked order and stability. They didn't know what it meant to work with one another. They all seemed like they had been thrown together, not knowing each other's strengths and weaknesses. It was a pity that this organization was lacking in the structural part but she knew they made up in the power department. She listened to what the Cannibal had to say as she took out the male and she wasn't sure if she should have been pleased or not. It had been rather easy to take down that male and she wondered if the others would be just as simple. A part of her wanted it to be so, she had spent far too much time playing around with these fools. Then again, she wanted a little bit more of a challenge. All this talking had put her in one of those moods.<br/><br/>She watched as yet another man climbed out of the car, what the hell? Did they have a never-ending supply of these goons? Her grip tightened on her gun as the loudmouth blabbered off to the Cannibal. If he was going to strike she was prepared. She wondered if these men were trying to distract her by trying to argue, like that was going to work. She knew better than to fall for such a simple and easy trap, if this was all they had then they were seriously lacking in the brain department as well. A frown tugged at the corners of her mouth and her brows furrowed together as she continued to watch the louder male bitch to the Cannibal. She noticed the male was about to come towards her and she tensed her muscles, ready to attack as well. The sound of a bullet leaving its barrel filled the alleyway and she froze. Had she been hit? There was no pain, the feeling of something ripping through her body did not happen. She glanced at the two men, seems like there was some kind of bigger problem now.<br/><br/>She clenched her jaw as the Cannibal swiftly moved to kill the other male. As much as she hated seeing people going against their supposed comrades, she was glad that asshole was gone. She was beginning to get a headache from all the blabbering that he had done. However, she didn't let her mind stray too long on that thought as the only enemy left was now directing his attention upon her. Her eyes narrowed instantly, her gun was in its holster ready for use, though she knew that she would have to reload soon. She glanced down at the gun wound in his chest; maybe she could use that to her advantage. Her mind quickly jumped into different scenarios, which one was the best strategy? The more he spoke to her, the more time it gave her to think but that wouldn't last to long. She took a few steps back, calculating everything around her. The pilot was still in the car, alive thankfully but this guy in front of her, he was a definite problem. She just needed to figure out how to kill him as fast as possible.<br/><br/>She scoffed a bit, a sneer curling her lips upwards, as if she were baring her teeth at him. "Chivalry, you say? If you had any kind of chivalry then you would've handed my friend over to me from the beginning," she said with a quirk of her brow. She had confidence that she would win and she knew that he thought the same, however she had to win. She couldn't let the others down, especially not Zachariah. That man had changed her life, accepted her when no one else would. Clenching her jaw, she knew that he was waiting for her to make the first move. Damnit, she would and she would fight until she had the pilot, even if she died moments after securing him.<br/><br/>Flexing her fingers, she was ready to feel some flesh and blood. She took a side step watching the other carefully; she knew that he wouldn't let her get too close to the car. As much as she didn't like this plan, she needed to get close to him, utilize his gun wound. Taking in a deep breath, she pushed her boot into the ground, lunging at the male. This was the best shot she had since she didn't have back-up. She excelled in hand to hand but she had never faced a bio-weapon before. She would test her luck and hopefully she would hit the jackpot. She tested him briefly, swinging a punch here and throwing a leg there. She had a mantra in her head.<br/><br/>Save pilot. Avoid teeth. Save pilot. Avoid teeth.<br/><br/>Avoid teeth at all costs.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Ivan felt himself become a little more at ease knowing that Zachariah had a plan, then again the man always was five thousand steps ahead of his group. However, when the man mentioned the word 'hope' it caused him discomfort. The man, that they all idolized and looked to in desperate times in the organization, was worried. A worried Zachariah was not something that happened often. When the silence fell over the room, he could feel the tension in the air, it was suffocating. He rolled his neck and cracked his knuckles, feeling uneasy. This was not a feeling that he enjoyed and he was sure that no one else did either. He noticed how uncomfortable Maverick had become, the man was rambling away.<br/><br/>There was a slight cough on the other line, as Elias began to respond. "I'm sure we have been assigned with one another a few times or through Lucian..." The hacker's voice trailed, thinking of his captured friend. The room was silent once more, leaving this dreadful air still. Ivan rubbed his forehead he, for one, would need a drink after all this was said and done. Hell, he would need about thirty to ease his mind. He would be sure to take Azrai with him, when the fool decided to stop being so reckless and wounded all the time. This was going to be one hell of a day. The room shifted their attention to the box that was brought in by one of the aids.<br/><br/>Ivan felt his muscles tense as he stared at the gun that was uncovered. It had been such a long time since he had last seen it and to make matters worse was that they would be using it. He glanced over at Azrai briefly, noticing how the other seemed to be feeling the same way. He nodded his head as he was given the task of handling the gun, which did not sit too well in his stomach. As long as they weren't relying on it too much, then he knew that things would fall together. He trusted Zachariah and knew that his intentions were pure and just. Raziel had to be eliminated or else this world would not survive under his rule. He let out a heavy breath, knowing that in twenty minutes, there would be more bloodshed than he cared to see. They were burdened with the task of cleansing this evil and they would do it efficiently, as God as willed it.<br/><br/>Shizu immediately felt uncomfortable with all the tension in the air, it was slightly hard to breath. Her sensitivity to their feelings was higher than usual, which only meant that this was a very serious matter. "I...I understand," she said with a gentle kind of determination. She nodded her head as Zachariah continued to speak, knowing that she was a primary target and yet she would be needed on the battlefield. She remembered a while back, Azrai asked if she was willing to fight for her freedom. She had said yes, but the doubt that shrouded her mind held her back. Could she really kill another person? She looked down at her petite hands, knowing that they had never harmed any living creature before. But...now she would have to, she knew she would. In twenty minutes she would have to shed blood in order to protect herself and the others. This was the right thing to do, she could feel it. She would help fight for their cause and also for her freedom,<br/><br/>She could never go back to the life that she had lived before Azrai had come. She couldn't go into a life of being used and abused anymore. She had been given a moment of freedom and she would hold on to it for as long as she could. The only thing she feared was the idea that she could lose control of herself. She knew that being in her full form would be very seducing, the stories that she had read explained it all. She had felt the blood lust before while tapping into her abilities for a few moments. She glanced around at the other men in the room, wondering if she would still know their faces in her Oni form. She was nervous about the impending fight that was going to happen, but they didn't need another complication. She would just have to keep control of herself and fall back when she was feeling her control slip. That was all that she could really do at this point.<br/><br/>She glanced over at the case that was given to Azrai; she was amused at how carefully he handled the gun. She wondered if she would get one as well. On second thought, she would do better with her hands. Having a gun would probably harm her more than another person. She almost laughed at the thought but then again she had a dark humor. She felt anxious and scared at the same time, she wanted to move around then again she knew it would be best to sit still and wait for further instructions. She glanced around the room, hearing the sounds of the monitors, mildly interested for the time being, it would distract her from the butterflies in her stomach.<br/><br/>Ivan opted to stand up, stretching his aching body. He looked down at the gun that would be in his care for now. He felt honored that he was given this tool but then again he was anxious to use it. It had been five years. Today was the day that it would all end, wouldn't it?<br/><br/>"Sanctus Unum's data will be completely erased in five minutes," Elias called through the intercom, his fingers flying over his keyboard as he continued to save and forward important documents to Zachariah and destroying the files.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>He knew that his words had bothered in subordinates but the time was nigh and he would not allow for failure. The data that he had worked in for five long years was gone now, destroyed thanks to Zachariah's little hacker. However that was fine, it did not put a dent in his mood because he was more than prepared to take on the enemy. He would liberate the world and have all of them idolize him. They would idolize him and no longer Zachariah; he would be the one on top this time. His eyes narrowed as he thought of the past but that was where it should remain. In the here and now, he was at the top of the food chain.<br/><br/>"Have you found him yet?"<br/><br/>There was a negative reply and he silently told himself to remain at ease. They would find his old friend. He knew the tactics of the man he had once considered a brother. They had been down this road five years ago. It was a game of cat and mouse really. All he had to do was wait, because he knew that Zachariah would try to find him first. Raziel grinned a bit shaking his head; he knew that this Holy Land would feel blood upon its surface soon.<br/><br/>He pressed down on the intercom, the buzzer going throughout the entire building. "I want all units to prepare for Liberation immediately; we will start in exactly twenty minutes. They will never stop us; this is truly in God's Will." He would have everything in the palm of his hand soon. He would have the Oni woman, Azrai, and the ever so satisfying destruction of everything that Zachariah had work so hard for.<br/><br/>He was the New Age.<br/><br/>He was the New God.