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« on: October 24, 2010, 07:59:21 PM »
The full moon shined down on Reina as she stood atop the tallest building in the city, looking down at the ten soldiers who were out to get them. In her hand she clenched the shirt of the severely beaten CEO of the Narrikian Psychiatric Ward For the Criminally Insane. Behind her, bound in chains, was the CEOs beautiful pregnant wife. Tears streamed down her face like the heavy raindrops of a thunderstorm. Her cries were unheard for they were stuck in her throat, leaving her helpless. Holding a kunai to his throat, she said coldly, "Now, let's try this again. What's the code to get into the control panel?!" Behind the cracked lenses of his glasses were eyes wide and his pupils had shrank down to practically nothing. He choked on his words, which came out only as mere stutters that only made Reina more angry.
She swung him around in a complete 180 degree angle and threw him through the door that lead to the stairs. He tumbled down the stairs and as he reached the landing, he hit his head against the wall. Suddenly, two kunai shot out of the air and pierced his wrist and his shoulder. He cringed as Reina leaped the whole stair case and, with a shuriken in her hand, she threw it at his head. "Okay! I'll tell you!" he cried. Reina jerked her arm back, and the shuriken jerked back as well. As it clattered to the floor, the man noticed that there was a wire tied to it. Reina landed right in front of him in a crouching position. She stood slowly and said, "I'm listening." The man hesitated, and reached into his coat pocket with his shaky hand. He pulled out a business card and a pen and scribbled down the number. He handed it to her, and she snatched it out of his hand, causing him to flinch. She glanced at it and put it in her pocket.
She snatched him up by the back of the jacket and dragged him up the stairs. They approached the edge of the roof top. "Wait, what are you-?" he stammered, but couldn't finish for she had bound his wrists together with zip ties. She nudged him to the very edge, forcing him to face the street that seemed to be miles beneath him. He turned around slowly, but before he could say anything, he felt a sudden sharp pain in between his brows. Blood trickled down the side of his nose and down his cheek. A kunai jutted out of his forehead like a sideways flag pole. His eyes went wide, then rolled in the back of his head as he fell to his death. She stood on the edge as she watched him hit the street. People below screamed out of shock.
She turned and faced the woman, who's eyes were wide and body was trembling. Slowly, she stepped towards the woman. With a smirk, she raised her hand and struck the woman across the face with the back side of her hand. She then kicked the large bulge of a stomach, as if trying to pop it like a zit, sending her rolling across filthy concrete roof. She smacked her forehead hard against the railing, started to bleed horrendously. Reina took a hold of her shoulder and rolled her onto her back. She got on top of her as she leaned down close to her face. The woman clenched her eyes shut, a tear streaming down her cheek. The blood was matted in the womans hair and trickled down her cheek. With a cold smile, Reina stroked her tongue against her cheek, lapping up the blood off her face. She stared into the womans face intently, yet with no sign of sympathy. As she got off of the woman, an idea struck her. With an evil grin, she snatched up a fistful of the womans hair and sat her up against the railing.
Reina moved down to the womans skirt and reached into it, snatched up her panties and ripped them off. The woman whimpered, but Reina ignored it. She spread the womans legs apart and, just as the woman cried out, "Please don't!" she thrust her arm into her vagina. A blood curling scream ripped from the womans throat as she went elbow deep into the womans body. She squirmed like a wounded animal, but it did nothing. "Stop! Please!" the woman shrieked, but at that moment, Reina yanked her arm out. Blood poured out of her uterus like a fountain. The woman gasped for breath, relieved that it was over. But that was only momentarily. She heard a cry...a cry that she had waited so long for. She lifted her head to see Reina cradling the tiny baby that had once occupied her stomach.
"She looks just like her mother..." Reina said softly. "Weak...pathetic...completely useless." At the last words, she gripped the head of the baby and twisted it around until the neck snapped. The crying ceased, and the baby stopped moving. She threw the baby at the feet of it's mother, whose screams ripped through the air. With a cold grin, she turned and headed towards the door. As she passed the tall chimney that towered over her, she spoke to the shadows without turning her head, "You know what to do." A tall lanky figure leaning against the brick of the chimney nodded. As Reina descended the stairs, the screaming stopped. She continued to descend the stairs, but quickened her pace for she knew that security could arrive any minute. Gripping the map in her hand, she stealthily crept through the corridors in search of her destination.
After about twenty minutes, she finally managed to find the control room. She quickly entered the code into the key pad and, with a quiet beep, the metal doors slid open. She stepped inside the room, and the first thing she noticed was the huge wall with rows and rows of TV screens, each one showing an occupied cell room whose occupants were either sleeping or pacing about the cell anxiously. Her eyes skimmed over every button and switch on the control board until she found what she wanted; the air vent control. To the right of a big red button was a series of smaller buttons with labels of cell numbers under each one. To the left of it was a cylindrical slot.
When the CEO would be in here keeping watch, they had a special program that can release sleeping gas through the air vents if a prisoner is getting out of control. The cylindrical slot is where they insert a tube of that liquefied chemical that turns into a gas when it reaches oxygen. The chemical Reina had was an extremely powerful form of PCP. She pulled the tube out of her belt bag, examined it, and inserted it into the slot. She closed the lid over the tube and twisted it as to not let any of the gas escape into the control room. She hit a small button beneath the gas release that selected all cells in the whole ward, which hosts almost seven hundred prisoners. Her eyes swept across the screens one more time, and she hit the gas release button. Almost instantly, a thick green cloud of gas crept out of the vents and into every cell with a loud hiss.
As soon as they saw the cloud, they started shouting out profanity, confused and angry. Within minutes, every room was filled with green gas, and when five minutes passed, Reina smiled with excitement....
Suddenly, a series of loud bangs echoed throughout the corridors outside of the control room. Glancing at the hallway surveillance cameras, she saw the metal doors of the cells toppling over and flying into the opposite walls. An evil grin spread across her face as the prisoners scattered like cockroaches fleeing from the light. More loud bangs and thrilled laughter rang throughout the corridors. Before Reina opened the door, she put her hands together and performed a hand sign. A cloud of smoke shrouded her, and she took form of a burly tall man in an orange jumpsuit. She then slipped into the crowd of burly men that wore the same attire as she and followed where they went.
After battling through security for about ten minutes, they finally reached the entry doors and hit the streets, whooping and reeking havoc. Sirens could be heard over the chaos. Reina looked around and slips into the shadows of a dark alley. There, she transformed back to normal. From her bag, she pulled out a signal flare. She put it on the ground, lit it, and stood back. The flare shot up into the starry night sky with an ear piercing shriek, and exploded. Reina stepped back into the madness and searched the roof tops for that familiar lanky figure. She spotted him upon the tallest building, a large bulky item resting on his shoulders, something that looked like a bazooka. He knelt down on one knee, pointed the bazooka like object at the approaching armed forces and fired. An explosion ripped through the streets where the armed forces once stood ready to fire. Some of the unfortunate prisoners who stood too close were blown off their feet.
In the sky, a helicopter circled the riot. The unknown rocket launcher took aim and fired at the chopper. The rocket shot through the air and collided with the helicopter, igniting it and sending it crashing into a building. In the crowd, she spotted two familiar faces. At that moment, the lanky figure leaped over the raging chaos and landed next to Reina. "Shion," she said, elbowing him in the ribs. He turned around and looked in the direction she was looking. He smirked. "Well, who woulda thought they were still around." He sheathed his launcher on his back and folded his arms across his chest. "It's time to get dirty." Reina said as she wielded her katana.
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