<Storyteller> Somewhere in New York
<Storyteller> He stands watching the building where the prisoner is held. He doesn't
know why he keeps coming here at night. Something inside him, wants to ge out,
wants to go and help her. he shakes the cobbwebs out of his head and forces that
*thing* within him down. He turns on his heel, and walks back into the hive....
<Storyteller> The 82nd Cohort is still searching....
<Remy> "Where to next?"
<IronJohn> "Keep following the trail."
<Hans> "Too bad we weren't able to catch one of them. Might have been able to tell
us where Brianna was being held."
* Angelo nods and puts his gladius away.
* Daniel takes the gladius and holds it in front of Shadow's nose.
<Angelo> "Up to the barghest now, I think."
<IronJohn> "Problem with that is that the dark ones share minds."
* William sheathes his broadsword
<Storyteller> Shadow sniffs it and begins to pull west
<Daniel> "He's got the scent."
<Hans> "Lets go."
* Daniel follows Shadow
* Angelo looks over his shoulder, scanning the building one more time, and follows.
<Daniel> "Maybe this time we'll find the right building."
<Angelo> "We've got 'em on the run now, they won't have as much time to prepare for
us this time."
<Storyteller> You walk out of the buidling and into the busy sidewalk
<Storyteller> The quick pass you by, as if you were not even there.
<Storyteller> The barghest continues trot forward as you make your way towards the
heart of the city
* IronJohn keeps watch as we walk
* Angelo studies the faces of the quick, as though looking for someone.
* IronJohn whispers "Be ready, dark ones are moving."
* Daniel looks about
* Angelo reaches for his gladius and looks around.
<Daniel> "How many?" Daniel whispers
* William draws his sword, and whispers a blessing
<IronJohn> "a dozen or so."
* Hans reaches for his pistols.
<Storyteller> Remy puts his hand on his gun
<IronJohn> "Lets flank them..."
* IronJohn says as he begins to move off to the side
* IronJohn draws his pistol
* Angelo splits off the other direction with a nod, drawing his gladius.
* Hans walks to the side as well, hoping not to be noticed.
<Storyteller> Suddenly from out of the shadows, three spectres rush at you
* William moves to the side of the street, his sword ready
* IronJohn who is affraid of no man or spectre faces them , gun drawn
* Angelo steps forward to face them, a sneer on his face.
<Storyteller> Hans fires two shots from his guns, one shot goes wide the other hits
squarely
<Storyteller> The shot hits the spectre in the midsection
* IronJohn moves to rend the face of the nearest spectre
<Storyteller> Ironjohn swings his Moliated claw at the face of the spectre, he does
not miss and takes the spectre's head clean off.
* William charges at the next Spectre, "The path of the righteous man beset on all
sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyrany of evil men."
<Storyteller> William's sword cuts the spectre clean in two
<Storyteller> Daniel swings Nocturne at the spectre near Hans
<Storyteller> The sword cuts deep into the spectre
<Storyteller> The spectre near Hans swings its calws at his chest
<Storyteller> Hans backs out of the way, and the spectre hits only air
<Storyteller> the headless spectre runs about looking for it's head
<Storyteller> The other spectre reforms itself
<Storyteller> Angelo swings the gladius and slices the spectre apart, it falls to
the ground and begins to melt away
<Storyteller> Daniel leaps and swings Nocturne at the spectre attacking William
<Storyteller> Daniel misses completely, and stumbles to the ground
* IronJohn aims his gun at the headless spectre while holding the severed head in
his other hand
<Storyteller> Ironjohn fires the pistol and hits the spectre squarely in the chest
blowing most of it all over the side of the building. It begins to melt away
* IronJohn smiles in satisfaction
* William swings at the spectre with his broadsword, "Blessed is he who in the name
of charity and good will shepards the weak through the valley of darkness, for he
is truely his brother's keeper."
<Storyteller> William swings his sword and cuts the spectre in two once more. It
hobbles away and falls flat on it's face, and melts away
* Daniel nods
<Daniel> "Good shot."
<Storyteller> Shadow begins to pull towards another building
* IronJohn quickly forms the head into a mask
* Hans holsters both his pistols.
* IronJohn puts the mask away
* Angelo helps Daniel to his feet.
<William> "Thank you."
* Daniel watches Shadow
<Daniel> "I think he has something..."
* William keeps his sword drawn
* Daniel follows Shadow towards the building
* Angelo twirls his gladius and follows.
* Hans follows Shadow.
<Storyteller> You walk across the street and down two blocks, Shadow stops and
points his nose towards the building in front of you.
* William follows, keeping a sharp eye out for spectres
<Daniel> "There!"
<Storyteller> In front of you is a tall tenement building. It looks as if none has
kept it up in years, you can hear voices and noises coming from it. Must be
people live here after all.
* William moves up to the building slowly, his sword readied. He stops, taking up a
position on the left side of the door. He faces the building, keeping an eye out
on either side
* Daniel turns to Ironjohn, "How do you want us to enter?"
<IronJohn> "Half right, half left, I will come down through the top and sweep them
out."
* IronJohn takes to the air
* Daniel nods
* Daniel walks to his assigned side and waits
* IronJohn lands on the roof
* Angelo steps on the right.
* Hans walks to the left.
* IronJohn gives them a signal to enter
* Daniel enters
* IronJohn drops through the floor
* Hans enters the building.
* William moves about mid way between the door and the left side of the building
* Angelo slips through the wall on the right.
* William pushes though the wall
<Storyteller> You enter into a living room, the living don't seem to notice you. You
can hear sobbing coming from the basement
* IronJohn drops through the floor again
* Angelo looks around reflexively for stairs.
* Daniel walks down the stairs
* Angelo follows, watching the living as he goes.
<Storyteller> There in the corner shadows of the basement is a woman with long
blonde hair face down on the floor crying.
* Daniel looks at her, "Brianna..."
* William drops though the floor on a pair of feathered, angelic wings
* William looks around for danger.
* Angelo looks. "This is her?"
* William gives a quick nod
<William> "Something's not right. I don't like this."
<Hans> "Brianna has black hair!" screams Hans as he grabs his pistols.
* William folds his wings against his back
* William whips around.
* Daniel backs up
* William stares at Brianna
* Hans looks around.
<Storyteller> The woman begins to laugh, and deep unnerving laugh
* IronJohn draws his gun
* William charges swinging
<Storyteller> She stands and you can see that it is not Brianna
* Angelo blinks, gritting his teeth and clenching his fist.
* William makes an overhead swing, chopping down hard
<William> "Spectre!!"
* Angelo leaps at the spectre, cursing in Italian.
<Storyteller> William chops through the spectre and it laughs as it melts away
<Storyteller> Somewhere in New York
<Storyteller> Brianna watches the shadows as Scar emerges from them
<Storyteller> She strains against the chains that bind her to the wall
<Storyteller> "Who are you!? What do you want with me!?" She screams in his face
<Storyteller> "You wish to know?" he asks
<Storyteller> "Yes!" hisses Brianna, Scar smiles underneath his mask, and wordlessly
removes it
<Storyteller> Brianna's face registers her emotions from anger, to sudden shock,
then fear, and finally saddness.
<Storyteller> She shrinks away from Scar, and begins to whimper in a small voice.
<Brianna> "Oh no...oh no.."
<Storyteller> She begins to violently struggle against her chains screaming
<Brianna> "No, oh no...oh god no!!"
<Storyteller> Scar laughs and walks from the room, Brianna falls as far to the
ground as the chains llow, her knees barely touching the ground
<Brianna> "Oh no...oh Connor..." <Storyteller> to be continued
