Rescue (Open)

[Cazador]

As Darth Harbinger continued to pursue Walter, he quickly picked up two other force users for a split second before their auras vanished. It was only for a moment, but he could sense one of them was a Sith. He wasn't going to wait around to see if he was an ally or not, but even if he was, Harbinger wouldn't be sharing the spoils of his little treasure hunt. Once they vanished from his senses he quickly looked over at his motion tracker. He saw the two force users as clear as day. Whenever his senses failed, there was always technology to rely on. He thought it best to let the two have their little battle. He didn't need anything slowing him down. He silently spoke to himself about the situation.

"That's good children. Have your fun."

The two force users wouldn't be the only thing he sensed. The same kind of feeling he had in his stomach while fighting Legion had returned. Instantly he felt his anger and hate swell up at the thought of how she broke him so easily. He looked up to see the hand of the large blood statue. From under his helmet he gave an angered look. Though the defeat made him stronger, his bitter resentment still remained. He would use this as fuel to strengthen not only his resolve, but his immersion into the dark side of the force.

He continued his chase of Walter while watching him burst through the blood with his attacks. It looked like he was just waving his hands around and using his mind to shred the blood, but Harbinger felt no energy from the attack. He enhanced the vision on his suit to see what was happening. Harbinger may of been a few buildings away, but he could see something reflecting light for a moment. Even with the vision of the suit being pushed to its limits it was hard to see it. He could only assume it some kind of micro sized sharp wires. It was an ingenious design that allowed a user to attack at a 360 angle. As a warrior, Harbinger admired the weapon from afar.

"It would be interesting to fight such a tool of destruction."

Part of him was getting impatient. Harbinger wondered just how far it was to the research facility. He also had to think if the boy had spotted him yet. It didn't matter to the Sith warrior though.

[Legion]

The final blood statue, Eos, would appear before the two new Force users to arrive. The entire nightmarish realm would be felt by the three long before the blood statue appeared before them, gazing down upon their form hauntingly. Mockingly, almost. As if an inanimate object was capable of such a feat. It stood perfectly still and it would remain in that state unless both should blink or turn away. Then Arashi would touch them with its hand and mark them with The Essence. And The Essence would turn their world upside down.

Veran body was broken through and Aper reformed. Even then neither one could move as long as eyes remained on them. The bullets traveled through the Veran statue and to their intended target while Aper met Walter's gaze. Though it remained still, if one was to look into the blood eyes long enough they would get a sense it was taunting the Angel of Death. Just daring him to look away. Daring him to let down his guard.

[Ayen]

Imai never took her eyes off the thing, even as Garrus spoke. Her head was snapped back to reality when she heard the gunfire and saw the bullets break a hole through the blood statue and hit her shield. Putting more power into the barrier while fighting the migraine that was rising in her head.

“I need something done about those soldiers!”

[Kragen]

At Imai's command, Kragen pulled out a radio and contacted the chopper above. Seconds later the chopper flew over head, gun turrets aimed at the Shock Troops below and unloading upon the squad from the air.

[Walter C. Dornez]

Walter spotted Cazador out the corner of his eyes, too far away to make out clearly. But the Angel of Death didn't care to make them out clearly. He knew that no other Vulture troops were ordered to accompany him to the research facility so that only meant it was someone else who didn't belong. Without taking his eyes off the blood statue Walter slashed his wires through the building the man was standing on, causing it to collapse and send the armored man plummeting to the sea of blood below.

[Garrus Vakarian]

Garrus could tell that holding up the barrier was starting to wear on Imai's mental process. If she weren't careful she was going to end up falling unconscious at a time where they couldn't afford it. Quickly running over to her side, he saw the holes created by the bullets in the statue and could see clearly from the other side.

Garrus Vakarian
Imai, drop the barrier.

He said while reaching into his armor.

Garrus Vakarian
Trust me.

Garrus waited for the barrier to be dropped, and right when it did, as the helicopter distracted the Shock Troops, the Rebel Turian took out a Frag Grenade. Reeling his arm back and throwing it through one of the holes in the Veran statue and right towards the squad, setting it off as soon as it was in their range.

[Cazador]

The ground under Harbinger began to crumble. Walter had to of spotted him from the side of his eye, but the blood statue was keeping his full attention. He could tell why immediately. The sense of darkness coming from each statue was horrendous. To have an aura that could inspire fear and madness into the hearts of people was a powerful tool to have. Harbinger knew the force was capable of performing such feats, but he wasn't strong enough in the dark side yet to be doing such a thing. It wouldn't matter if he could or not though since it wasn't a power he required at the moment. As the building began to collapse, Harbinger looked down in time to see gravity taking over. He was falling fast towards the blood river of the streets.

He didn't mind getting blood on him, but there was something about it. Dark, powerful, evil. It was almost as if the river of blood was inviting him in. Darkness welcoming the Dark Side of the Force. It could of meant power or it could of meant his end. He couldn't really tell what was awaiting him inside the blood, but he wouldn't have much of a choice since gravity wanted him to go in. Soon, Harbinger was out of sight from anyone on top of the buildings. All they would be able to hear is the sound of splashing. Was it him landing in the death trap or was it simply the debris of the now collapsed building? To those who looked over to see what his fate was would know.

Harbinger had narrowly avoided falling in. A few more inches and he would of been covered in blood. At the last second, Harbinger had used one of the falling debris to force jump himself to another near by building. By using the enhanced strength of his armor, he had sunk his fingertips into the building allowing him to keep a grip, but was it safe to be that close to the blood? Too distracted by wanting to get revenge on nearly being thrown in, Harbinger wanted to return the favor. He had a clear shot at the building Walter was standing on. Using the force, he used multiple force pushes to shake the building apart that Walter was on.

[saneatsu]

*Saneatsu was about to attack when the thrid statue appeared. Confused he looks back at the one in the barrier and then back at the new statue. Concern grows in him as he feels that shiver go down his spine. He decides that now isn't the best time to fight two enemies.

He decides to head to the group that seemed to be having difficulty and spins around, disappearing in a wisps of black smoke before reappearing near Imai just as the building collapses from Walter's attack. Oblivious to what almost happened to him he walks over to her, hoping she will let him help.
*

So do you have any idea what the hell is going on here?

[Xemnas]

Instinctively, he took the flare. However because of the intense fire he he found himself taking cover behind the statue that had appeared out of nowhere. Who wouldn't? He wasn't going anywhere as long as the shock troops were concentrated on him. However they would get some relief through the air support that mowed down their opposition, along with the grenade the battle-master threw.

The Civilians were on a building across the bloody river, meaning they would have to cross it some how. However wading through it was not an option, he remembered that supernatural things in this city are best left alone... like this statue. He could go over it. He pulled a zipline shooter from his pack and aimed it at the building across the river. He fired the zipline and attached it to the remains of the statue. It still had most of its integrity and would hold. The rookie would pull a hook from his pack he ran and jumped, hooking to the zipline and sped toward the opposite building.

[Red Queen]

A Vulture's jet in the sky intercepted the helicopter, shooting it down with a missile as the Shock Troops backed away from the grenade and stayed out of range from the explosion.

[Legion]

The darkness that came from the blood leaped off it to the force user. Moving as if it meant to devour Cazador as soon as he broke through the surface and sank to the bottom. But it was not to be as Caz had avoided falling in entirely and shifted his focus back to the Angel of Death. A mistake. For the blood was at its most deadly when it was denied a sacrifice. The surface of the blood moved again, trailing after the man who escaped its clenches. And while his focus was on the Angel of Death, the monster lunged out of the sea of blood and towards Caz's position, its mouth opened wide for his flesh as the scream to come was loud enough to shatter glass.



It was the predator of Sector 12.

[Ayen]

"Imai, drop the barrier."

“Are you crazy?”

"Trust me."

At those words Imai lowered the barrier and allowed Garrus to throw his grenade towards the Shock Troops. It did little good as they had their own assistance in the air and the helicopter was shot down taking away the distraction it would have caused the troops. Enraged, Imai grabbed onto the jet with her biotics and sent it crashing down on top of the Shock Troops before her attention went to the stranger.

"So do you have any idea what the hell is going on here?"

“The hell you come from–?”

Her words were interrupted when she heard the high pitch scream that came from further on down the sector.

“We just can't catch a break. Kragen, tell Genius we need more eyes in the sky combating those Vulture's jets. Garrus, I need you to scout out ahead. Find out what caused that noise. I'll keep my eyes on the big guy here.”

She explained while looking at the Veran statue. Speaking to the newcomer now while never taking her eyes off it.

“This place is cursed, that's the best I can describe it. These things were in the middle of town before. Now they're in front of us and I don't want to think about where they'll be if I so much as blink.”

[Kragen]

Kragen watched the helicopter be shot down, wishing he had a stinger missile at this moment but Imai took care of the jet herself with her biotics. The Commander never cease to amaze the Ex-Soldier with some of the things she could do. He wondered if there were any limits to a biotic. But now was no time to wonder. Kragen went on alert when Saneatsu appeared, that soon pass when Imai showed no hostility towards him. Hearing Imai's orders Kragen nodded and spoke into his radio, "Genius, more aerial support required for sector 12."

[saneatsu]

*
Saneatsu gives her a funny look when she says the area was cursed. However his focus was more on the shock troops that seemed to be giving these people some trouble. He gives it a quick look around with the force, and isn't happy with what he see's.
*

Well then, whatever you do, don't blink you might miss something. As for those things, their not statues their as alive as you or me, and they are definitely NOT on your side.

*
He frowns, these people around him they were all blue but those firing at them along with the statues were blood red. As quickly as he came he disappears again, re-appearing behind the shock troops in wisps of black smoke. He reaches out through the force and a subtle voice carries itself over the wind to the troops compelling them to attack their allies.
Your squad are all traitors, stop them now
((45 foot radius around him))
*

[Cazador]

As Harbinger shook apart the building with the force, his attention would turn to a new threat. Something had lunged out of the river of blood and with it, brought an ear shattering scream. He looked back towards the source of the noise only to see the creatures mandibles open and ready to feast on his flesh. There was almost no time to react, but there was one thing he could. The armored warrior raised his plated forearm up for the hideous monster to bite into. Rather than pierce his flesh, the adamantium plate would stop the creatures sharp teeth from entering his body and denying it the food it craved. Sith Lord wouldn't be on the menu for time being.

With his forearm still in the clutches of the monsters teeth, Harbinger was limited to how he could attack. His other arm was holding on to the building and stopping him from falling into the blood. The Sith warrior was no fool. He didn't need his arms to use the force. Instead he would use his legs as a conduit to use the force push. The disgusting monster would be met with a powerful blow and would be knocked away back into its bloody home. Harbinger wouldn't wait for it to return or for any other potential creatures in the red depths to come look for him. Using the strength of his armor, he sunk the tips of his fingers into building and began to climb back up to the top.