When he rolled off of her, she gasped for air as his weight was no longer pressing down on her lungs. She felt blood splatter across her lips as she coughed slightly, filling her lungs with oxygen. Her body radiated with pain, both shoulders causing her to lose a lot of blood. She groaned, trying to find some strength to move her body. She just wanted him dead that was all she wanted at this point. That would be the most honorable thing that she could do at this point. She was gasping for air at this point as she stared up at the sky, trying to get her body to move trying to finally end this.<br/><br/>She was going to die, wasn't she? That really shouldn't be a question at this point because she already knew the answer. She knew that there was no way that she would be able to survive this. Closing her eyes, she wasn't overcome with sadness and denial. No, she felt calmer than she had felt before in the beginning. She had done right by Zachariah, she knew that much. She knew that she probably would have never been much of a match for the bio-weapon, but she had stopped him, weakened him. Just ridding his vile presence off the face of this planet would satisfy her.<br/><br/>Then she could die happily.<br/><br/>However, the problem was moving. She had little feeling in her left shoulder and she wasn't even sure if her right shoulder was still attached; the fact that he was off of her meant that she could move around and away from him. Even though it all seemed very possible, she felt her body grow heavy, her head was so light that she felt it was floating off of the ground. She felt nauseous from all the blood loss, but that couldn't stop her know. She was so close to ending this.<br/><br/>With a deep intake of breath, she rolled over onto her side. She bit her lip in agony as she was leaning on her shoulder before she rolled onto her stomach. She laid her cheek on the cold ground, gasping for air as exertion became such a difficult task. She would end this...if only she could get to her gun.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Ivan was having one hell of time trying to recover from his injuries. She could feel his back aching and not to mention his arm was stinging from the bite that he received. He had recovered soon after Shizu went off on a killing spree. He had fallen back, knowing that he would only be a liability if he didn't rest for a moment. He moved back, heading towards the others, helping those who were too injured to move on their own. He grunted as he helped a younger soldier lean against a building, letting someone else take care of him. He rubbed his face, trying to assess the damage that they were taking, they were losing men fast.<br/><br/>He received the call from Zachariah and the coordinates of his location. He immediately replied back, heading towards their leader at a brisk jog. He ignored his pain, knowing that Zachariah didn't need to see too many of them out of commission. He turned around the corner, seeing Zachariah deep in thought. As much as Ivan hated to think such things, he could tell that Zachariah was worried, not to mention it didn't help that Shizu was running rampage and they were losing men. But he had faith in Zachariah and the organization. He knew that they would win today. He gave a slight nod to Zachariah before pulling the special weapon out of its holster.<br/><br/>"Here's the gun," he stated softly, before his eyes scanned out towards the battlefield. "What do we do about...her," he said, while watching Shizu take down another group of bio-weapons. It was horrifying the way she attacked and dismembered then and it was fascinating at the same time. Ivan had never seen such brute force before and for it to come from such a quiet woman...It was truly horrifying.<br/><br/>Blood. Blood. Blood.<br/><br/>That was all that filled her mind right now, as she continued to mercilessly plow through the enemy. 	They had seemed so confident before but now they were fearful of her, as they should. She could smell the apprehension that was rolling off of their bodies, the hesitation that came when they zeroed in on an attack. She liked the way they looked when she killed them, the way they struggled underneath her grip and how they gurgled for their last breath. It was so amazing to watch their lives slip so easily in her hands. This is what it meant to be an Oni. The power was indescribable and the bloodlust was maddening. She was enjoying this far too much but she couldn't stop.<br/><br/>She grunted when a weapon wrapped her arms around her neck, trying to take her down to the ground. She leaned towards the ground due to the yanking force and grabbed hold of the woman's arm, she pulled down. The satisfying pop of her shoulder dislocating caused a smile to touch Shizu's lips. The groan that left the woman made her laugh. She wasn't sure if she could ever stop doing this, it was so exhilarating. She was pulled out of her thoughts as another weapon landed on her back. She growled at the nuisance, taking her away from enjoying her kill properly. Her footing faltered as she took a knee, ready the throw off the weapon on her back, though another one joined in. She could feel the weight pressing her closer to the ground. They were trying to capture her by outnumbering her.<br/><br/>Soon she was covered by a pile of them, their hands trying to pin her down. She could feel the air escaping her lungs; panic was beginning to set in. She growled lowly as she managed to pull her arm free, her skin finally turning a dark blue color. The outer irises of her eyes were rimmed with red, the sclera turning black. She could feel the pain of her limbs elongating, her muscles stretching and burning. A snarl left her as she grabbed hold of a weapon, crushing his esophagus in her grasp. It didn't take much longer before she was tearing apart anything she could get her hands upon. She listened to the simpers and whines that left the weapons as she continued to pull them apart, quite literally.<br/><br/>When the sun hit her eyes, she glanced down, looking at the head that was in the palm of her hand. She was fascinated at how large the appendage had become, her true form finally showing. Shizu blinked a few times, as if she was trying to figure out her new body. The weapon clawed at her arm desperately before she found herself applying pressure on the skull. The weapon shrieked at the pain and she smiled watching, before his head was no more. Wiggling her fingers from the mess she had made, she inhaled deeply. She was calm yet she wasn't, it was a surreal state of mind she was in. She was aware of everything and nothing at once. Maybe this was why the villagers wanted her dead; they had seen this form before from another Oni. They didn't want her to become like that...like this. Now, she could understand why they feared her.<br/><br/>Raziel was impressed nonetheless as he watched Shizu handle the men that he threw at her. She wasn't going down easily, that much he knew. It was a good thing that he enjoyed a challenge and she was definitely that. He watched with mild awe as she had recovered instantly, though she was not without injury. A frown touched his lips; his men would pay for such a thing. It was almost embarrassing to call him the leader of this organization. However, that would not deter him from his goal. He had been given word that Azrai was now on the move, which was perfect. He had pulled that man out of his hiding spot and now all they needed to do was capture both Azrai and Shizu. He could feel himself become elated just at the thought of having them both under his control.<br/><br/>'Sir, we have a problem,' Grant said through his earpiece.<br/><br/>"And what might that be," Raziel asked with mock curiosity.<br/><br/>'It's the Oni woman...She's becoming increasingly-' Grant was cut off and Raziel let out a sigh, as static filled his ears. Well, they certainly seemed to be more prepared than he had thought them to be. Yanking out the earpiece from his ear, he crushed it under his shoes. It was no use trying to communicate with a jammed signal. For now, he would hope that his men had fully memorized their plan of action and would follow it to a T. If not, then everyone would be in a world of hurt.<br/><br/>Raziel knew that it was risky to be going onto the field in the midst of battle, but Shizu was coming towards him at a rate faster than anyone had expected. It would be wrong of him to not welcome her with open arms like any doting father should. She would be his in a matter of minutes. The only problem that he could see was injecting and sedating her long enough to have her under his control. He had planned for many things to happen today and all he could do was make sure that they would fall through. If not then all of this would have been for nothing, no he mustn't think like that. His Liberation was for Him. He knew that he could not lose because He had guided him to this point for five years strong. There was no way He would abandon him now. It would be too much to lose.<br/><br/>Raziel let out a sigh, before nodding to his men. It was now the time to capture her, he knew his soldiers would be unable to handle such a task. This was his chosen duty, to capture the Oni then start the Liberation. It was only up to him. He glanced down at the gun at his side, this gun would be used to capture the woman and if all went well, he would have Azrai too.<br/><br/>"Zachariah, this Elias," he said into the leader's earpiece. "I've managed to jam Sanctus Unum's communications temporarily. Also, I was able to divert the government's satellites from seeing the battle." Elias let out a breath as if he had been running around the block. "If you need me for anything else, let me know."<br/><br/>Grant let out a curse as he yanked his earpiece out, he growled lowly knowing that it had to have been their hacker that shut down their facility prior to battle. His voice was already hoarse from yelling out orders and it looked like it would continue to deplete. He dodged the bullet that came zooming past him, landing in some unfortunate fuckers head behind him. He glared, not liking how things were going. That damned Oni woman was destroying the lot of them, even if the enemy was losing men faster. She needed to be slowed down somehow. He wished he was able to communicate with Raziel at this point. He needed to know what to do. As much as Raziel relied on him to guide the soldiers, he relied on Raziel for orders.<br/><br/>He was lost without them.<br/><br/>Grant let out a grunt was a bullet tore through his shoulder. Damnit! He needed to pay more attention before he got himself injured even more. He jogged down the hill he had been calling orders from, sliding down the hill for more momentum. He shouted some orders to a few men around him, before lying on his stomach, burying his body amongst those who had already passed on. Biting the inside of his cheek, he propped his elbows and gun up, lining it up with his target. Where should he hit? The leg? The arm? Where? He needed to keep as many of his men alive at this point but he knew that he couldn't aim to kill.<br/><br/>The shot was fired.<br/><br/>She had been indulging on the sinful feeling of bloodlust, tearing down anything and anyone that got in her way. She came to a point where she was about to strike a young male, however....she could vaguely remember that he was not the enemy. Her brows furrowed as she tried to fight the need to kill him, her hands let go of his neck and she watched him scramble away. Confusion was on her face as she tried to remind herself that she couldn't kill everyone. Her mind was so clouded at this point. She wasn't sure who the enemy was and who was on her side. She was trying to grasp onto some kind of logical thought, before pain radiated throughout her side. A cry of pain left her as she looked down, blood pooling from her hip.<br/><br/>Glancing up, her eyes burning with the need for revenge, she searched for the person who had shot her. All around her there were bodies littering the ground. The smell of death and blood filled her nose. It was nearly difficult to find a living soul in her area, but there was a heartbeat. She grinned slowly as she moved over to the sound, her speed accelerating the closer she got. The glint of a gun reflecting of the sun made her zero in on her target. She grabbed him by the head before he could fire another round off. Her body crouched onto the ground, her arm bringing down Grant. His head slammed into the ground and he saw stars. The second time he moaned in pain. The third time everything spun. By the sixth time, there were no more feelings.<br/><br/>Repeatedly she slammed his head into the ground, a laugh escaping her before they turned into sobs. Finally her sane mind had connected with her and she stopped her ministrations, staring down at the damage that she had done. She stared at her bloody hands, horrified at the monster she had become. Tears fell from her eyes as she sat there, trying to calm herself down. She knew that it had been necessary for her to kill and to fight, but to this extreme? She wasn't sure if she enjoyed this anymore.<br/><br/>"Did he hurt you?"<br/><br/>Shizu jumped back immediately, not sure if she was going to be blown up or attacked again. She was in a crouching position, her fangs bared at the men before her. She recognized that face. Where had she seen that face before?<br/><br/>"I'm sorry if he hurt you," Raziel stated, looking down at the body of Grant. It was a shame, he really liked him. He glanced at Shizu, admiring her perfection up close and personal. He knew that this was God's gift to him. She was all that he could ever want in a weapon. "I promise that it won't ever happen again, my child," he said with a smile.  He held out his hand towards her. "Come with me..."