Cold Steel Coffin [Wisp Quill]

It wasn't easy tracking something like this. This monstrous creature took the silhouette of a human, but the details were still engrossed in a disgusting, warping black. While the way it looked made it stand out, it was the way it moved and acted that made it troublesome to approach. Easily, it could assume a semi-solid form and 'infest' some form of technology to control it. From guns to computers. Usually the more complex, the more things it'll be able to do. It infesting a gun just makes the gun fire wildly until it clicks, infesting anything like a car; it'd be able to control and drive it. There's no need to speculate what'll happen if it gets a hold of a truck, or plane.

But the worst had happened, it had infested a tank, and the rolling beast crashed into the walls of the nearby city, just a few miles from the base and began launching artillery into buildings and people. The destruction slowly began spreading as it slowly rolled along.

Sera had to stop it, but what could she do with two little guns and a sword?

Well, a lot, apparently.

Evelyne casually glanced back to the page she folded into her journal, and went over the details of the mark. The conversation between her guild-father, Marquen and she still rang in the vampire's head, sighing once more.

~~~ >< ~~~

"Really? Another assassination contract?" Groaning more, "...Hope this isn't one where the whole "twins" happen again, already got four on my sheet..."

He casually remarked, a smirk playing on his pale face, "You know your place in the guild, everyone must pay like this, my dear."

Her dual blue eyes burned into his cold amber ones, as Eve huffed; "I'm more worth to them as a merchant, you kn-"

"Yes, but you're an assassin as well. Now, play nice with your new friend."

~~~ >< ~~~

This must have been written by one of the humans, the vampire couriers are always more detailed... humans are such in a rush... Scrawled on the page were about four sentences, giving the briefest of details which could match anyone.

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Target: Woman, age of 19 to 22.
Eyes are in range brown to light hazel/golden brown.
Hair: Black
Details: Goings unknown, said to be fast.
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Some buildings collapsed near her, as people ran any which way they could. Evelyne just jumped onto the nearest roof, Vernix already shuddering on her right, wanting to play in the chaos. "Not now, we need to find a friend..."

There was a sound of thunderous, repeated gunfire. The thunderous noise overlapped each other, and came quickly and relentlessly. The flashes from the barrels of her guns lighting up the area even in direct sunlight. But even in that relentless gunfire, the sparks from the body of the infested tank indicated that no projectiles were penetrating, just ricocheting.

"Over here, sitapea!"

She quickly holstered Aegis and held Dreadnaught alone in her hands, taking aim and then firing something special. All twelve bullets at once. The sound was deafening, and the recoil nearly pulled her off the ground. The explosion that followed only tore off a chunk of the armor plating and didn't stop the main cannon from turning to face her.

Sera inhaled, her eyes widening. She knew it was coming, but it still affected her this way. She was confident, unflappable, but she wasn't stupid. The tank shook as it fired off it's main cannon, the massive shell colliding with the wall Sera was standing in front of and destroying it. She had already moved out of the way, her guns holstered, gripping her sheathed sword in her left hand. She got to the top of the machine with ease, gracefully leaping and climbing over obstacles. However, when she reached there, she found herself face to face with a mounted machine gun. It turned automatically to face her; the loud whirring and clicking warned her. Immediately she drew her blade and jumped backward to get away, spinning Icarus in front of her as the gun started to fire relentlessly. The Winter's Shoulder protected her, but the force of each bullet propelled her a little further backward; but this was good. She hadn't taken the machine gun into consideration, and had to figure out a new plan of attack.

Sera landed, and quickly sheathed her sword.

Eve kept her eyes glued on the panicked crowds, as she slowly bounded around the roofs, not certain where the mark was, given the brief description. Hm... Should I cast my web here, and observe the chaos, or try elsewhere...?

As she looked back towards the new smoke patch, Marble began to tap the vampire's head quickly, indicating she found prey. Muttering to herself, and her spiders. "You really want to try there...? Too risky, but hey. Maybe our friend's stupid and trying to save people..."

Eventually, she made it near the tank, it's roaring drowning out most other sounds. Marble tapped a bit harder, and Evelyne soon saw what her lookout spotted, as Eve hid in the shadows of a broken church's bell. A golden eyed woman with black hair... Hm... I'm getting the feeling of a vampire... may not be my mark, but she's the only one that seems to match it, as human's aren't very fast... Hope I'm not wrong.

This is going to be tough...

She found herself thinking in English for some reason; it was still tough for her to think and speak English at the same time, but she was overcoming that. Estonian still found it way into her words, though. At the very least, she acknowledged that she was in a spot of trouble. Can't get too close, and staying far does absolutely nothing. What would Raisha do? She was a determinator, she'd always find some way. Even by just brute forcing it, she'd come out on top and be smelling like roses to boot.

The main cannon turned to her once more, as the machine gun at the top wildly fired in different directions. It seemed the thing had no control, or just loved losing control. Again, she held Dreadnaught in her hands, aiming directly into the barrel. She just had to wait... wait...

And fire! All at once, once more. Directly into the barrel just before the artillery fired. The explosion that followed was massive, kicking up clouds of dust and smoke and shaking the earth. The tank had stopped moving entirely and the entire area was silent.

For a few moments.

The thing that had infested the tank lifted it off the ground and tossed it right at his attacker. Sera watched the thing hurtling through the air towards her, but with a smirk on her face. Time to stop holding back all her strength. She put her hands out as the sixty-ton machine came down on top of her.

The gunfire only made Evelyne shift slightly behind a wall, as she patiently waited to see what her supposed prey would do. Marble kept her eyes glued to the tank, tapping out a random warning to her, obviously worried about the bullets. The dual-blue eyed vampire was lucky to have so much patience, it coming from her spider side helped as well.

As she watched her mark brace for the tank, Eve was creating a strategy to hopefully get close enough to the girl, The fight from the tank should wear her down...

There was a loud crash that followed as the tank slammed into the ground, cracking it. The hardened tarmac of the road was smashed into pieces, some lifted up from where the machine made contact. On the other end, Sera's fingers had crushed the metal and dug into the tank; though her skin was just skin, and the jagged edges of where she'd crushed cut her, but that didn't affect her demeanor. She tightened her grip and lifted it up; turning her whole body around once before tossing it right back.

The thing that had infested the tank had taken on a humanoid form once more, neatly dodging the hurtling, heavy projectile as it slammed into the ground with a resonating and earth-quaking thud. It danced around the disabled tank as if to tease its attacker. But that time it had taken to tease and not escape had cost it. Sera was already upon it, baring her shimmering blade down on it.

Evelyne continued to observe from the shadows, making note of the girl's attacks, and weighing her options. Hm... maybe drop a ploy to assist...? Probably may work, hey could figure out if she would match the contract, if it was fleshed out more...

Vernix however, was quickly losing patience, and the green spider crawled out, and bounded closer to the action, sticking to a roof opposite of the fight. It wagged as it watched, standing out against the terra cotta shingles.

A blinding furry of blows followed, mincing the black creature into pieces. It turned itself into tiny puddles, laying lifelessly on the ground. Sera stood there, pointing the tip of her blade at the largest black puddle. It was completely still, unmoving. And so she remained there, a few minutes passing by. The thing did not move, neither did she.

When she was satisfied, she twirled the sword gracefully, once, before sheathing it. There was a loud, echoing "snap" right at the end when it slid in completely.

"Huh. That's not something you see everyday, " the assassin stated, as she hopped down onto the church roof, tilting her head at the girl. Evelyne's eyes flicked between predatory and curiosity, and paling in the slightest.

Vernix chittered out nearby, hopping closer to the girl, but staying back, waiting for a sign from it's master.

"Time to go home." She sighed softly. A little exhausted, turning around and then stopping for a brief moment. In the silence that followed after the chaos, she heard a small chittering. Like a tiny insect or creature. Sera glanced back at the puddle to make sure it was still there, and when it was, she lowered her guard a bit, letting her eyes take in her surroundings.

She felt someone watching her.

Very suddenly, as if a switch was flicked on, she switched her line of sight to a figure sitting atop a church rooftop.

Evelyne smirked when she was spotted, calling down to the girl as she walked down the roof, "There's no need for the glare, I'm just a curious bystander." Her spider claws grasped at the two knives on her waist as she walked, slightly unsheathing them with a faint click.

"I know we've had problems with tanks before, but this is the first time I've seen a... thing being the cause." Gracefully jumping down, Eve stayed near the walls of the church. "Would you mind telling me what that thing was...?" Her voice faded out, ending in a slight hiss, as the spider in her faintly took over.

Sera tilted her head at the person. A curious bystander, she said. One who sat at the top of a church. No simple bystander would remain standing around ongoing destruction. No simple bystander would be able enough to get up to that rooftop with ease.

And then the hiss at the end. How peculiar; looked like another spot of trouble.

"I don't know." Sera shrugged. "But it's dead now, I think." She glanced back at the puddle quickly, and then fixed her eyes back on the person in front of her.

"I hope so as well. You'll have to excuse my slips of the tongue... it's an unfortunate habit..." the hiss continued just briefly stopping as she finished the sentence. It's more annoying though, but cute at times.

"Oh! Where are my manners... My name's Evelyne, and you are?" The assassin smiled faintly as she bowed her head towards the girl, one of her vials moving during the gesture, showing it's cage. Meanwhile, Vernix took the opportunity to creep closer to the potential mark, hiding in the remnants of a flower garden.

"Sera." She responded, somewhat coldly, only made slightly stinging because it was accompanied by a small smile. This person, clearly was not normal. And she wanted something from her, or something with her.

"My work here is done." Sera said bluntly, and turned away. Though her attention wasn't taken off of her.

Evelyne took note of the reaction, and decided a change of pace, as she took a step closer to Sera. "I hate to be a bother, Miss Sera, but have you seen my pet, per chance? My little one has a odd habit of escaping, and is rather hard to spot."

Vernix stiffened, knowing what that sentence meant, and ducked farther into the plant mass, her fangs twitching.

That's an incredibly foolish question. She's not looking for her 'pet'. She was watching the battle from that rooftop. "I'm afraid I haven't seen it." Sera shrugged again, shaking her head, "It probably ran off during the fight while you were fixated on it. It might be better if you looked elsewhere."

"True, very true. I'm not one to search among a hailstorm however." Evelyne's voice changed from her false happy-normal, to bluntness, "You're a vampire, correct? Most humans wouldn't be so... stupid or stubborn against a tank."

Eve's eyes had a predator's gaze on Sera, "I know I may be wrong, but... my target's description is so vague..."

Vernix was calculating the distance to Sera for a leap, hoping her master could delay the target for a bit more, or get her closer to the plants.

"You're right. I'm not human." She shrugged again, "I like to face my problems head-on." She walked off, fully aware that something was not right. With each step she took, she did so with a precision and caution. A hand sneakily went inside her coat to rest on the handle of one of her guns.

The spider inside Evelyne began to pull again, but so did the vampire. It was often for two extremes, mainly centered around patience and force. Her spider may be calm, but it can be rash, and vice-versa for the vampire. She knew of the guns, and sword as she had viewed, but no idea which would come.

Eve stepped slowly closer, edging to one side, trying to ever gently shepard Sera towards an area, where Vernix was now near. Pulling gently on it's invisible string that it would know when to spring, once in range. Her weaponized pet had moved towards the remnant of a large bush, taking cover in it's shadows.

The assassin had two blades armed in an instant, one in her right and in her limbed left. As she strode closer, the viewed blade pointed towards her target. The limbed blade was the only wet one, coated in a numbing poison, clutched tightly in the claws, held near her body. Only if the distraction worked, would it spring.