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OOC: So anyway...

The sound of heavy boots echoing far below slightly resounded in Hunny*Dew's ears. Her thoughts were little to nil as she sat on the bench in the complete dark. There would be no way to stop Miss Sorvik from leaving, for she had too great of distance advantage. Hunny*Dew sighed, looking through the impenetrable veil of darkness.

"Dalmir? Are you still here? Can you hear me," her sweet soft voice rang out from the dark.

She resigned to the darkness, feeling the cold draft wrap itself around her legs. Her thoughts suddenly became an instant blank abyss, with thoughts instantly rushing in such as a waterfall. She whispered to herself, a slightly audiable murmer, "Draft......cold draft?"


At the same time, Mathias's guards scrambled about confused. They mumbled and bumped into each other amid the dark, cursing each other for their inability to see in the dark.

Amid the darkness, an unfamiliar voice called out, "I hope you all took notice that the back up generators did not kick on. Funny........I believe something is amiss....."

"Indeed I am, admiral, and I can," Dalmir said as he carefuly moved to the wall beside her, "Why are the lights out?"

The leutinent and the other soldiers downstairs were stumbling around into each other and into guests which were in their way.

Erzsebet, Leif and Katarina bolted down the street after exiting the building. However, Erzsebet stopped after a little bit with a look of alarm on her face. Leif and Katarina looked back at her, stopping themselves, wondering why she could possibly have stopped.

"Oh shite!" swore Erzsebet in a frustrated tone.

"What now?" Katarina knew that their absence would soon be noticed.

"I forgot my coat, and my axe is still strapped to it." Erzsebet's axe was a family heirloom, and also a noted artifact in the military, as the Sorvik clan had been a military family for hundreds of years.

"Oh my gods" Leif exclaimed. "Well, we'd better go get it."

Quickly they ran back to the house, and through the door. Their obvjective... the coat rack.

*INFERNO thinks"O man its dark and people are panicing"*

*When he smells the Lady again followed by her and two other people stepping on his legs and hearing them mutter under their breath*

The leutinent heard the click of the doors closing again, "They're back!"
He grabbed one the guard's rifles and fired it upwards repeatedly. Leting the muzzle flashes illuminate the scene with a strobe light effect. He sees Sorvik and two others running for the coat racks.
"Get them!" he yells as he levels the rifle and opens fire on them. He misses Sorvik but thinks he hit one of her friends in the leg. Other than that he suceeded only in puting holes in the wall and the some coats.
He continued firing and shouting for the guards to join in.


ooc/ Notice the blatant stating of Closed Season On Sorvik lol :) and the open ending shooting.

Erzsebet cursed as she hit the ground. She hadn't expected them to shoot at her.
Leif fell back, having taken a minor hit in the leg he also went down.
Katarina, falling back onto her training, quickly whipped out her AK-103 and fired several short bursts, hitting all the guards in their hands or arms, except for one who was hit in the groin.

Erzsebet was exasperated. Over the din and confusion she screamed "What the f*** do you think you're doing?! We're not trying to kill anyone! For f***'s sake, we're not enemies! If I was your enemy I would not have turned Inferno, I would simply have let him die. Stop shooting!" Turning to Katarina she yelled "You too!." Hopefully no one would get killed. They were at the coat rack, so she had her coat, and therefore her axe. Now if only their allies would stop fighting them.

OOC: Closed season?

OOC:
Collaboration post, number: I lost count.


IC:
C9 and Perry heard the sounds of the rapid firing, a grin spreading across C9's face and a look of evil plotting spread across his face.

"Follow me," he said, running across the length of the mansion, feeling the cool air rush past his half naked body. C9 followed in close persuit, wondering what intentions might me.

They reached a plane, black and sleek. Perry grinned at her, "Well, if you don'tt mind, I think I'm going to crash this party. I know you know who I am, yet you let me live. Therefore, I'll return the favor. I hear you're quite an actress. How bout another stunt for the audience?"

C9, sensing immediately what he meant, nodded and ran back toward the mansion, the inside looking extremely dark from the outside. She threw open the massive doors, the darkness hitting her like a wave.

"What the hell," was all she could mutter before the sound of the Blackbird starting up and preparing to take off rushed past her into the dark chaotic mansion.

Double Post

(double posted)

ooc/ Closed Season on Sorvik = no shooting Sorvik...You live in a city don't you lol
Autohits are bad! (Autohit = saying you hit someone else's character)
I'll go along with it this time, but please try not to autohit my characters

AND NO LARGE CALIBRE ROUNDS TO MEN'S GROINS PLEASE! (you're making me cringe lol)

(oh yes, and a minor little thing. AK-47s are as inaccurate as they are powerful due to their massive recoil, so it would have been impossible for you to have hit all teh guards with such accuracy)

IC/
The leutinent fell to the ground, along with his men and Mathias's guards.
He felt around his midsection for where he had been hit.
OH NO! he thought as his hands reached his bloodied groin. He knew his pelvis was shattered, he would never have kids, and relieving himself would be a dreaded occurance...oh no, not now you damn bladder!

The other soldiers fell to the ground, ribbs cracked and missing hands. One or two that were still capable stood up and charged into Sorvik's group, firing like mad.


Dalmir heard the shots and imediatly he and every other DP soldier were charging towards them, guns ready, "Sorvik."

They clattered down the stairs, going to the kitchen where they ignited torches, and then charged towards the battle... (you have time to do as you will Cally)

OOC:
None of us have bragging rights. Dante has completely crushed us. Stupid Dante...... :wink:

Oh yeah, and Dante crushed you, I'm still going strong :wink:

ooc/ Closed Season on Sorvik = no shooting Sorvik...You live in a city don't you lol
Autohits are bad! (Autohit = saying you hit someone else's character)
I'll go along with it this time, but please try not to autohit my characters

AND NO LARGE CALIBRE ROUNDS TO MEN'S GROINS PLEASE! (you're making me cringe lol)

(oh yes, and a minor little thing. AK-47s are as inaccurate as they are powerful due to their massive recoil, so it would have been impossible for you to have hit all teh guards with such accuracy)

IC/
The leutinent fell to the ground, along with his men and Mathias's guards.
He felt around his midsection for where he had been hit.
OH NO! he thought as his hands reached his bloodied groin. He knew his pelvis was shattered, he would never have kids, and relieving himself would be a dreaded occurance...oh no, not now you damn bladder!

The other soldiers fell to the ground, ribbs cracked and missing hands. One or two that were still capable stood up and charged into Sorvik's group, firing like mad.


Dalmir heard the shots and imediatly he and every other DP soldier were charging towards them, guns ready, "Sorvik."

They clattered down the stairs, going to the kitchen where they ignited torches, and then charged towards the battle... (you have time to do as you will Cally)

OOC: These are not AK-47's they are AK-103's, a similar but better weapon, and they're modified, too. This is very close range, too. Also, you have to keep in mind that this isn't what any of my characters wanted. Erzsebet just couldn't stop herself, after all, it is her nature, and the other two are Erzsebet's closest friends (2 out of the 3). Sorry about the autohits, won't happen again. And no, the guy can't have children :lol: , but neither can Erzsebet for reasons I'll reveal later, and I thought the shot to the groin would reveal how merciless Callisdrunians are in combat. None of your guys are dead, neither are mine. I'd like to keep it that way, as our two countries are supposed to be allies. :lol: Basically, I'd like to get this resolved somehow, though it's been great RP
Yes, I do live in a city, lol.

IC: Erzsebet was furious, basically at the world now. She didn't want the first person she killed to be a supposed ally. That would be dishonorable. The fact that Katarina had not stopped firing also angered her. So she put her axe down, stood up and screamed again at everyone, knowing it probably would have little effect, "STOP SHOOTING. WE'RE ALLIES!" To emphasize the point, she took Katarina's AK from her and shoved her behind some furniture. Leif was still on the ground with a leg wound. Everything had gone so terribly wrong. Why were they shooting at her? She hadn't done anything to them.

bump

ooc/ The groin thing was a joke (but a serious one lol) :)

IC/
Dalmir and the rest of the DP troops reached the scene, their torches illunimating the entire situation.
Dalmir saw lady Sorvik standing around his fallen troops holding an AK, and two of his wounded men were trying to subdue her two companions.
"Stop damn it!" Dalmir shouted and the two men finaly dropped to the ground to nurse their wounds, "Now where have I seen this before? Lady Sorvik, what have you done to my men and Mathias's guards? And tell me the truth, your life depends on it. And someone go fetch the admiral...again."
As he watched two men with torches run up the stairs he muttered under his breath, "Some party."

C9's voice cut through the racket as the torches now lit the dark room before her. "There will be no need to fetch her. She has no power at all. Gentlemen, apprehend them all," she motioned for the servents and assistants. "No one move. You are all under arrest for suspicious behavior against The Reich."

Mathias's guards who had been wounded clenched their jaws as they crawled to their feet in pain. They were accustomed to fulfilling their missions when wounded, and their numerous scars proved it. In their good hands they held their weapons, keeping a close aim on all those around. The servents and assistants confiscated all weapons and aimed them at the party. Only those not present in the room were free, including those upstairs and those who went to seek Admiral Hunny*Dew.

C9's military status and influence was evident. She was feared and obeyed. "I said apprehend them all," she demanded to the servents and assistants. Mathias's guards handed over their weapons, as they too fell prone to C9's command and were to be apprehended. They knew they too were under question as they too were involved in the fire fight.

C9 walked into the room, scanned the room for anyone who may have been missed. Spotting a woman behind a large sofa she turned to her. "You there, get up. Move over there with the rest."

C9 spoke to the rounded up party, including several of her own personal friends and Mathias's guards. "You are all under arrest by Order of The Reich. There is no need for explanation as being you have no rights."

She paced back and forth, taking a weapon from one of the nearby servents. Her eyes remained locked on the party, waiting for any slight movement.

Admiral Hunny*Dew heard the sound of approaching footsteps. Her mind was blurred, "Have they come to kill me? Are they here to take seige of this building?" The fire fight below made her question things. She stood up quickly, her eyes frantically roaming through the dark. "Stop, who are you? Where are you? What do you want?"

C9's eyes flashed as a slight movement behind her caught her attention. She whipped around to come face to face with a hooded figure. The hooded figure brushed past her working its way toward someone. Her voice was demanding yet again, "You! Stop! I demand that you stop this instant."

The figure persisted, moving its way toward someone or something. Again, C9 demanded, "Stop this instant."

The figure did not cease, a loud gunshot rang through the room, missing the figure's head slightly. "I said stop you fool!"

The figure stopped. It wore a blood red cloak lined with gold. The figure stooped before Inferno, who was still lying on the floor dying. It bent over him, muttered a foreign language and drew a symbol on his forhead. The figure stood again, backing up from Inferno, as C9 gazed on confused. She had no idea who this new person was or what they this person was here for.

In the meantime, Perry forgot something rather important back inside the building. He shut off his plane and took off toward the mansion, running in to C9 holding aim on some cloaked figure who stood over Inferno and to the entire party rounded up and held up by the servents and assistants. Even the intrumentalists were holding guns on the party.

C9 turned back to him, sensing something was wrong, or perhaps, Perry decided to kill her afterall. She turned her gun on him. "Stop. What do you want?"

She tried to hide any hint that she knew this man, and treated him as a total stranger. Perry, confused halfway held up his arms and nodded, moving toward the crowd. He knew she was just acting, and decided it was best to play along.


OOC:
Alright, this is partial a collaboration post, Inferno will take over on something.

I want to clarify some things that you may question. All servents, assitants, and intrumentalists holding the party under arrest are military personel, do not think they are mere civilians incapable of the job.

The figure is not to be harmed. It is Flex, one of my old nearly forgotten characters here to save Inferno and possibly Nos.

Admiral Hunny*Dew indeed is lower then C9 in military status, therefore making it possible for C9's orders to be strictly obeyed.

Perry is the enemy, no one knows that thought because none of you had the unfortunate pleasure of meeting him.

The lights will be back on as soon as Inferno takes care of some matters.

No one knows C9 is a clever and deceptive bitch.

Now that I have clarified those matters you could continue. I only ask one thing though.....that you do not do anything major until after Inferno posts. His post is essential in fixing this problem.

Double Post

OOC:
Another collaboration post from the home of Inferno.


IC:
The large helicopter circling the skies around The Depths of Hell descending, landing not far from the entrance into the renowned base. She entered the familiar tavern and worked her way to the familiar staircase few of. Walking down the stairs, she was shrouded in darkness, nothing visible.

After a few minutes, she finally stepped foot on straight ground and stumbled her way toward where she assumed the massive doors were, doing an impeccable job off the top of her memory.


In the meanwhile, C9 ordered servant to arrest Admiral Hunny*Dew. The servants left in search of Hunny*Dew.


Back in The Depths of Hell, Katalyst ran into a person. Through a lot of yelling and demanding who was who Katalyst yelled, "Red Queen initiate Program Omegas."

Generators are heard turning on drowning out the sound of a distant dripping.


At the same time Inferno felt someone above him, muttering something and tracing a symbol on his forehead. Through the muttering he heard the figure slightly laugh, "Haha, I put a symbol on your head."

Inferno gasped, his life force feeling full again and raising. His energy returned, as he shot up and shouted, "Where's that bitch!?"

The lights throughout The Dictatorship and The Depths of Hell shot on, temporarily blinding everyone at the second Inferno shouted, "Where's that bitch!?"

Within The Depths of Hell, Katalyst looked around taking notice to a heap of figures in the distance, fearing Inferno was injured, she ran at full speed toward the figures.

The sight she saw astounding her. A man lay dead on his back, his mouth open and blood dripping out. Der Fuhrer was unmoving crouched over her knee, holding a knife in another man's throat, that man leaning on her a gun in his limp hand. No one seemed to move at all, except the slight movement of a figure on a bed.

Katalyst yelled quickly, "Guards quickly, DFD's dead!"

The guards rushed over looking down at their leader. Together the team quietly without word carried the bodies to the helicopter. In the back of the helicopter lay Mr. Nye, Damon, and Der Fuhrer Dyszel closely watched over by Der Fuhrer's guards. Tresckow sat aside Katalyst as they flew toward Stadt des Meeres.

The helicopter was heard approaching long before it even arrived. When it landed, the team, much like a funeral procession lifted the bodies out of the helicopter. Der Fuhrer stirred as two guards went to lift her. She quickly sat up.

The guards looked in surprise as Der Fuhrer quickly regained her senses and exited the helicopter. "We have business to do," her cold voice said as the team worked their way to Mathias's mansion.

ooc/ Dalmir is about to play some mind games with C9.
IC/
Dalmir laughed at the woman with the gun, "Shoot us dear lady, I dare you."
He strode up behind her and shoved her into Perry (who Dalmir doesn't know), "My people will destroy this misserable resistance of yours, and we will take your country to add to our empire."
He twited her around to face him, and looked her up and down, "You are so weak. Who'd you have to sleep with to get this far?"
He looked coldly into her eyes, "Go ahead and shoot, release your anger. Don't worry that I need to check in every 10 minutes. Just end my miserable existance!"
He grabbs the end of her weapon and puts it in his mouth without taking his eyes of her.

Then the doors open and in walks Der Fuhrer...

Erzsebet was glad the shooting had stopped. But this woman did not seem to be of the kind and understanding variety. She also had put them under arrest, which was... undesirable. So Erzsebet folded her arms and did her best to look wronged.

*INFERNO jumps up and demands to be told what has happened that instant!*

C9 maliciously grinned, leaning closer into him, whispering in his ear, "Why would I simply kill you when I would enjoy slowly torturing you and destroying you from within?"

She yanked her weapon back, and without looking behind her, fired the weapon at someone, anyone who was behind her, managing to nail one of Mathias's gaurds right below his neck between his clavicles. The guard fell to the ground and gasped something before becoming silent.

C9 stepped back and faced him. She did not realize that Der Fuhrer was now in their presence. "Now. Get back in line before I do shoot you," she brought the gun forward again.

The hooded figure stepped forward, coming between C9 and Dalmir. His eerie voice sounded, "Stop this killing in my presence."

Der Fuhrer entered the mansion. "C9 disarm yourself at once. This is no manner to treat our guests, regardless of what happened."

Erzsebet gave a sad sigh and looked at Inferno. He probably still did not comprehend what she had done to him, the poor guy. She supposed she had to tell him though, it wouldn't be fair otherwise. She looked down, feeling ashamed of what she'd had to do to save Inferno's life. "Well... you will be getting an insatiable thirst in a while... because you are now as I am, well, close to it anyway." Erzsebet gathered her thoughts to try to explain to Inferno what she had done and what its effects would be. "However, because you were not born one of us, if you father a child, it will be impossible for the trait to be carried onto that child. You will still become a bit more nocturnal than you were previously, and your eyes will become more sensitive to light as well. Fortunately, you will not develop fangs, so no one will be able to tell based on appearence, a good thing since I doubt people in your nation would be as understanding as they are in mine."

"I suppose you want to know why I have done this thing to you. If you reach up and feel around your neck, you will notice a stab wound. A drunken man named Nos made that wound. Don't ask me why, I do not have the faintest idea." Erzsebet knew this would sound preposterous to Inferno, but she continued. "You were losing a lot of blood. When I drank from you, I took a bit too much. Ordinarily, this would not have been a problem, you would only have felt weak and light-headed, but combined with the stab wound, it was enough to make you pass out. Due to great confusion by everyone else, including the guards, over what happened, and also the lights going out, it became clear that you would die before medical help arrived. So, in order to keep you alive, I did the only thing I could think of, and made you a vampire. You see, we are paradoxical creatures. Though we need blood to survive, we can sustain horrible injuries and survive, even with massive blood loss. So turning you seemed the only thing to do. I must say... if the situation hadn't been so dire... I would have quite enjoyed the experience."

"It can be reversed, however, the procedure is horribly painful, time-consuming, and somewhat dangerous."

"When I came back to get a family heirloom, these guards attacked me, thinking that because I lost control of myself upstairs that I was an enemy. Quite unfortunate. I understand that you're angry at me, you have a right to be. I would be angry as well if I was in your situation."

Leif let out a small groan of pain. Erzsebet stooped down and stroked his head, clearly concerned over her friend. How could things have gone so wrong?

C9 turned to Der Fuhrer still holding her gun on Dalmir. "I think not Fuhrer."

Upstairs the two servents found Admiral Hunny*Dew standing near a bench, Dalmir's guards talking to her holding torches. Timidly they spoke to her, "Hunny*Dew and the rest of you. You are being arrested by Order of The Reich. Please disarm yourselves."

Hunny*Dew looked appalled. "Arrested? They are arresting me? But what have I done? I have done nothing more then try to host this rowdy crowd. Arrested," she thought as she looked to Dalmir's guards for an answer. Finding none, she stepped forward. Her sweet songlike voice sounded, "As you wish. If it is in accordance with The Order then I shall go without a fight. But I would at least like to know what it is I am being arrested for."

The servant gulped, "I am sorry my lady. You have no rights."

Hunny*Dew realized the seriousness of the matter, becoming aware that arrest by The Reich did in fact mean she had no rights. She stepped forward, the servants weapons locked on her.

She was forced down the stairs into the crowd of rounded up guests, tripping over the body of a dead guard she instantly recognized. "Oh my God! What have you done?"

"Shut up Hunny*Dew. You have no power either."

Der Fuhrer's ice cold glare shot at C9. "C9, cease this impudent behavior."

C9 grinned maliciously again, "You thinking slapping the name Admiral in front of someone gives them power? It doesn't! She has no power and neither do you! You were dead! That means you stripped of all power. And you know who took that power? That pathetic and sorry excuse of a man.........your beloved Mathias who now lies in prison. And you now know who has power? Lux. Yes, Lady Lux. Actually, it is now President Lux. This Dictatorship is gone."

Anger welled in Der Fuhrer. "Never insult Mathias Bortniansky."

Quickly Der Fuhrer pulled out Mathias's gun she retrieved off of Mr. Nye's dead body. She fired before C9 could come close to reacting. The bullet hit the weapon in C9's hand, sending it out of her hand.

C9 filled with rage as she grasped her hand in pain. "Come on Der Fuhrer. Show them that you're protecting that stupid fool. He's guilty of all charges. And yet you are trying to protect him. Why? Because you are working with him!"

Der Fuhrer was silent, her dark cold eyes drilling into C9.

C9 demanded yet again, "Arrest her too!"

The servents turned to Der Fuhrer, mixed feelings. If C9 was correct then Der Fuhrer was an enemy. If she was wrong, they would be arresting the worst imaginable person to arrest. As it stood though, C9 was correct about Mathias. They began to slowly turn their weapons toward Der Fuhrer.

"Put down your weapons," Der Fuhrer's cold voice demanded, as she walked closer to C9. The two women in a stand out of glares. She stopped in front of C9, quickly reaching out at her neck. C9 panicked and dodged the way, only to realize her suspecions were wrong. Der Fuhrer's hand enclosed itself around the man behind her, the man in nothing more than a towel.

"C9, you were deceived. Allowing the enemy to walk in the same room as all these prestigous guests without even knowing. Pathetic fool. Mr. Perry, here is your accomplice," she coldly spoke motioning behing her to reveal the soldiers holding the body of Mr. Nye in the enterance of the mansion.

Since the woman who had just walked in appeared to be Der Fuhrer herself, Erzsebet felt reasonably assured in assuming that the C9 woman's orders no longer needed to be followed. So she casually picked up her weapons, and, being conscience of how things might look, she held both the gun and the axe casually at her hips, the barrell of the gun pointing upwards.

The woman who seemed to be Der Fuhrer intrigued Erzsebet. Clearly someone who had seen actual combat rather than simply leading from behind, Der Fuhrer presented a commanding presence, although her shooting a gun out of the C9 woman's hand certainly had some effect. Erzsebet found that she was liking Der Fuhrer already.

bumpy

ooc/ I will asume that since the servants never took my guys guns that they still have them? (hope hope)

IC/ The guards sent to retrieve the admiral followed behind her as they escorted downstairs.
When they reached the stairs each dropped thier torches, and began firing their cleverly concealed weapons on their captors.

Meanwhile downstairs...

Dalmir strode up behind C9 and grabbed her around the neck, whispering in her ear, "You should have shot me." as he squeezed her juggular viens in a sleeper hold.
As C9 fell to the floor, Dalmir turned to the guards, "Problem solved, Der Fuhrer is back in command. Now return our weapons immediatly!"
He and all his soldiers bowed to Der Fuhrer, then turned back towards their guards.

Erzsebet, seeing that no one had stopped her from picking up weapons, handed Leif's AK-103 to Katarina, as it wasn't much use to the wounded Leif. Erzsebet let the muzzle of her own weapon fall a little, as Katarina stood.

Erzsebet bowed to Der Fuhrer as best she could holding two weapons, and Katarina followed suit.

Oblivious to DFD and Katalyst at the door INFERNO gets up and dives at Erzsebet he grabs the weapons from her hands and holds the "sacred axe" at her throat. He yells "no one come near me or I shall kill her I need to talk to this woman."

What have you done to me? Why am I all healed and what is up with that guy and the tracing my head thing?

Glancing over INFERNO hears the scream of a familiar scream....Katalyst???

Dalmirs radio begins to beep and buzz that it has recieved a tranmission. He lifts it to his ear without taking his eyes off the guards, "Dalmir...Yes...You could say that...OH SHIT!! Yes sir, I will do that."
He switches it off and turns to the others in the room, "Area 13 has just started a war with Dictators Paradise. Also, General Adnor is heading this way with what is left of his army after the battle in Surukai's Castle and reinforcments from Nandor. Nandor's men will be continueing the invasion. The advance guards will arrive within the hour by helocopter with the main force several hours behind."
He looked at Der Fuhrer, "Can we stop this now?"

Oblivious to DFD and Katalyst at the door INFERNO gets up and dives at Erzsebet he grabs the weapons from her hands and holds the "sacred axe" at her throat. He yells "no one come near me or I shall kill her I need to talk to this woman."

What have you done to me? Why am I all healed and what is up with that guy and the tracing my head thing?

Glancing over INFERNO hears the scream of a familiar scream....Katalyst???

OOC: I already had Erzsebet explain to Inferno what she did and why, so this is basically going to be a restatement of a previous post.

IC: you will be getting an insatiable thirst in a while... because you are now as I am, well, close to it anyway." Erzsebet gathered her thoughts to try to explain to Inferno what she had done and what its effects would be. "However, because you were not born one of us, if you father a child, it will be impossible for the trait to be carried onto that child. You will still become a bit more nocturnal than you were previously, and your eyes will become more sensitive to light as well. Fortunately, you will not develop fangs, so no one will be able to tell based on appearence, a good thing since I doubt people in your nation would be as understanding as they are in mine."

"I suppose you want to know why I have done this thing to you. If you reach up and feel around your neck, you will notice a stab wound. A drunken man named Nos made that wound. Don't ask me why, I do not have the faintest idea." Erzsebet knew this would sound preposterous to Inferno, but she continued. "You were losing a lot of blood. When I drank from you, I took a bit too much. Ordinarily, this would not have been a problem, you would only have felt weak and light-headed, but combined with the stab wound, it was enough to make you pass out. Due to great confusion by everyone else, including the guards, over what happened, and also the lights going out, it became clear that you would die before medical help arrived. So, in order to keep you alive, I did the only thing I could think of, and made you a vampire. You see, we are paradoxical creatures. Though we need blood to survive, we can sustain horrible injuries and survive, even with massive blood loss. So turning you seemed the only thing to do. I must say... if the situation hadn't been so dire... I would have quite enjoyed the experience."

"It can be reversed, however, the procedure is horribly painful, time-consuming, and somewhat dangerous." Despite her own axe being held at her throat, she did feel genuine remorse for the man. "I'm sorry."

While Inferno had taken her AK and axe, he had not done a thorough search, and if necessary, she could pull out a tiny knife in less than a second, if need be.

"Now, if you don't mind, I would appreciate having my weapons back, as I haven't threatened you at all, and this isn't a very nice way to treat someone whose actions probably saved your life. I'm sorry I had to do what I did, but no one else was doing anything, and time was not something you had in great supply."

OOC:
And yet, another collaboration post.


IC:
Perry gasped for air, Der Fuhrer's hand tightly cutting off the flow of oxygen. He noticed Nye dead behind her, his hopes diminishing greatly. He had no weapons on him, nor any chance of fighting back. Completely surrounded by his enemies, he lay prone to complete embarrassment and defeat. A thought fluttered through his head quickly as he took sight of a woman he clearly recognized as a Whitecastle citizen.........Autumn.

"Gen........o......cide," he mustered as clear as possible, Der Fuhrer now glaring at him squeezing his throat tighter, set to break it with her one hand.

"Silence. Do not speak her name amoungst those people who swore to protect her. You will find yourself killed faster then you could blink."

Perry, struggling against Der Fuhrer's grip began to feel faint. His vision became darker. He slipped into unconsciousness, Der Fuhrer letting him fall to the ground.

She turned to Dalmir who was speaking to him as she choked Perry, a spark of interest in her mein. "You said you were at war with Area 13. I will send The Reich Army to assist your men if you request our assistance. Of course, I could also attend," a grin spreading across her face. War was where she rested. Fancy mansions, abundant money, all those luxeries in life offered her no rest. Nothing, but the battlefield.

Der Fuhrer now turned to Inferno, "Inferno, no more fighting. Give the lady back her weapons. There will be no attacking of my guests, at all. You are an esteemed Reich member, behave yourself and have some pride. You are beginning to disgrace the name of The Reich."

She turned now to Miss Sorvik, "My dear, forgive some of our more blood thirsty guests," a slight glance directed to Inferno. "I believe you are quite different then most of our guests here. If The Red Queen database is correct, I am to assume you are not human. I believe this is a sparing interest. Perhaps, we may place you in our Special Ops. I will have to determine your capabilities first. For, as it stands, my Special Ops program is quite an extensive and grueling program. Although, being nonhuman may help you to an extent, you will still be amoung some rather highly impressive humans." Der Fuhrer shot a quick glance toward Admiral Hunny*Dew, a firm understanding running through the both.

"Now, excuse me for the moment," her cold voice sounded as she walked to the hooded figure standing away from the bulk of the crowd. "My dearest Flex. It is nice of you to return here. I assume home no longer welcomes you. She threw her arms around his neck, embracing him slightly. "Come my dear. I have a job for you."

She gently reached for his hand and pulled him toward the unconscious Noskalenaeuroph. "I believe our friend is in dire need of help."

Flex, muttered a latin phrase only. He looked down to Nos who was still unconscious. Whispering in Der Fuhrer's ear, "Have him taken to a bedroom to rest. He will need a full sleep to recover."

Der Fuhrer ordered two servants to carry Nos upstairs. Flex followed at a distance behind the procession upstairs. Turning back to the assemly of people Der Fuhrer spoke, "Flex does not do well in large crowds. You must forgive him."

Calling to the enterance, "Katalyst, bring forth the rest." A highly attractive woman walked into the room, behind her a soldier drug in the body of Nye, behind them a soldier drug the body of Damon, and yet behind them, a soldier assisted Major General Henning von Tresckow into the room.

From the group one of Mathias's few remaining guards yelled out, "Kill him! Kill him! He betrayed The Reich! Tresckow should be hanged!"

Der Fuhrer's ice cold voice sounded, "It is Major General Henning von Tresckow. Moreover, any person caught touching this man will instantly become enemy of The Reich. I believe this entire room owes this man an apology for covertly bringing his ruin through your misunderstanding.

"You see, while you only saw betrayal, which under most circumstances it would have been, and a horrible death sentence being punished, you neglected to see into the facts which led Major General Tresckow of The Supreme Council to act in such an almost degradable manner.

"Major General Tresckow knows of a certain promise I made long ago. A promise to protect the daughter of a man whom was my sworn enemy. Inferno, Surukai, and myself promised never to allow harm to befoul this young daugther, only to have our promise broken that very day, when we were powerless to stop enemy forces from kidnapping her. When Major General Tresckow happened to come in contact with this young girl, he made a resolve to save her life and return her to the hands of her rightful gaurdians.

"Unfortunately, General Tresckow was betrayed by his own men, leaving him unable to follow his resolve and see to it that this daughter was protected.

"And now, I believe all of The Reich owes Major General Tresckow a well deserved apology. For his course of action would have fully been supported by me, had I not been in a coma."

Tresckow, looked up, unsure what to say. He had indeed been wrongfully accused, but even still, he did, in his mind, feel he betrayed The Reich. He stood supported by the soldier silent, looking about for an answer to a question he could not muster the strength to ask.

Der Fuhrer, sliding Mathias's gun into the back of her stealthy black pants, looked about. Waiting for the apology before attending to other important business.

Lady Erzibet I am truly sorry for the misunderstanding! From what I could remember it was you who last attacked me and any vetern soldier would go after the last man that they believe had weakened them...

Tresckow I am sorry for shooting you but I am not sorry for what I did from my point of view you betrayed us and I had to take actions that I believed were true to our cause.

(INFERNO to himself)
Flex is that his name what was that symbol that he placed upon my head? and why is it that I cannot remembr what he looked like? The only thing I remember is that conforting gaze when he was speaking that foreign language....

In INFERNO's own style he walked up to the bar got a shot glass and poured some of his blood into it with some Burbon and walked back up to Erzibet he handed her weapons and the drink back to the lady as his form of an apology.

Erzsebet's grim expression quickly turned to a gleeful smile reminiscient of a child recieving a particularly sought after candy. She looked up and gave Inferno a kiss on the cheek. "Well dear, it's very nice of you to get me a drink, thank you. You really shouldn't lose anymore blood tonight, you're not invincible, you know." She drank the contents of the glass, and then kissed him again. Doing such would have appeared normal in Callisdrun, she didn't know or particularly care whether or not it was normal here. It was an odd sight, because, being rather small, Erzsebet had to stand on her tiptoes to kiss Inferno on the cheek. She slung the AK over her shoulder and put the axe back onto her heavy belt.

Erzsebet then turned to Der Fuhrer, knelt and kissed her hand. "Quite pleased to meet you. I'm terribly sorry, but I must be going now, as its been a very long day. First we'll dropping Leif off at the nearest hospital. Where is that, anyway? Then I'll be on board Varghona if anyone needs me for anything," she looked at Inferno and winked. "I'll be back tomarrow afternoon, after I'm awake. I'm dreadfully sorry about this whole incident."

OOC: I'll be in another country for a while, so there won't be any posts from me during that time.

ooc/ I had a whole very nice post typed up, but it wouldn't post. :( So you shall recieve the readers digest version

IC/
Dalmir says that if he needs the help he will gladly request it and thanks Der Fuhrer. (He looks forward to seeing this woman in action)

OOC:
Yes, I took notice the forum ate your post, so I did not respond because I did not want to ruin what you wanted to say.

I hate when the forum does that. It stated you posted, but there was no post. I guess the forum got hungry.

IC:
Der Fuhrer grinned, the thrill of the previous fight to reclaim The Depths of Hell running through her. She paced over, the ice sculpture now removed from the room. She grabbed herself a glass and poured herself some Bourbon.

"Now, C9. I believe I have a job for you."

ooc/ No DFD, I'm staying put :) (response to TG)

IC/ "So this is Perry?" Dalmir asked, "Does this mean the war is over? Or are my forces to proceed?"

C9, glaring into Der Fuhrer's eyes grinned. "And what do you want?"

Der Fuhrer's ice cold voice chilled the air, "Bring Mathias home."

A shrill response arouse, "WHAT? You're kidding! You do not expect me to return that vile rapist pedophile!"

Almost tauntingly, "Correct. You are to leave this instant. I believe there is a nice fast plane waiting outside. You should know how to fly it, it is in fact a Blackbird. You are very well acquainted with the make."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean," she hissed back.

"Schnell," demanded Der Fuhrer, reaching toward the gun behind her back, sending a clear message to do C9.

C9 glared at Der Fuhrer as she turned her back and left the mansion. The sound of a plane started moments later, followed by the take off. The plane sounded for a long time, for The Dictatorship was so silent that any sound carried a long distance.

Der Fuhrer turned to Dalmir.

"So this is Perry?" Dalmir asked, "Does this mean the war is over? Or are my forces to proceed?"

Der Fuhrer's demeanor relaxing with the departure of C9, "Yes, this is Perry, and no, it is not over, but close to an end. If I am correct the troops are fighting on their own now. They still believe Mr. Nye and Perry are still alive. I believe there was a certain phone call made to a certain hospital in European Free States." Der Fuhrer suddenly got extremely angry, placing the glass roughly down. "Indeed, Dante is gone. Our last hope to completely end this, gone. I wanted him alive.

"Dante is the only one who had power to successfully reunite his empire again and put an end to this fighting. The government of Whitecastle is too corrupt. Dante would have overthrown it again. We all know though where his allegience now stands."

Der Fuhrer looked to Autumn. Words slipped from her mouth. The lose of Dante was infuriating, and the sight of Autumn, the woman who helped start alot of this mourning over her lost lover created a sense of rage.

"I cannot believe it. He must be alive. Inferno shot him in the head and he lived. There is no way a simple shot to the ass killed him. None. I will believe Dante is dead the day I believe Mathias is guilty."

She stormed out of the room into the kitchen, fury filling her every nerve.

INFERNO shifts nervously while DFD makes her speach telling people what to do as usual taking charge again.

"Excellent," Dalmir smiled, "Nandor's army shoulc be arriving here in about half an hour. They will be under your command Der Fuhrer. Adnor will continue his invasion of Surukai and the neighboring occuppied nations."

What they better not be going into my nation they may have no way in but they will have more of a problem leaving!

"I must confess we know only what Lady Lux has told Adnor," Dalmir said, "Other than that we have no idea where anything is in the Riech."

ooc/ When should they arrive DFD? You can either have your characters hear the hum of motorcycles, or tell me when to have them arrive.

OOC:
Bring them at your own discretion. They could show up whenever.

IC:
Inside the kitchen Der Fuhrer sat on a chair with a bottle of Bourbon, drinking and thinking of the seriousness of their situation. If they were going to return to the nation to it's former glory, then a long and hard process was about to begin, perhaps with the aide of foreigners.

ooc/ Then it shall be now I guess :)
IC/ The sound of motorcycles and trucks is heard as the advance guard begin to arrive, the rest can be seen in the distance moving along with the artillery. 20,000 DP soldiers are now entering the city.

A small group of vehicles breaks off from the main group and goes to teh mansion where general nandor and his higher ranking officers have gone to introduce themselves.

OOC: Back from Rome! But I'll be gone again tomarrow, so I'm going to post quick.

IC: Erzsebet yawned and prepared to depart. She and Katarina helped Leif up and Katarina supported him as he limped out the door. Erzsebet was about to follow them, when she paused and turned back. She walked up close to Inferno gave a coy smile as she whispered in his ear. "You know... you're welcome aboard any time... just stop by whenever you want... we're always up late..." Giving him a little pat on the shoulder, she then left.

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Battlecruiser Varghona, about a half hour later.

Erzsebet was sitting in the commander's chair, her feet up on the desk (all Callisdrunian warships have a desk in front of the commander's chair) as usual, when Katarina got back from taking Leif to the hospital area.
Erzsebet got up and strode back to her compartment. Looking over her shoulder, she told Katarina that she was going to bed and that Katarina should probably do the same. She closed the door and took off her boots, and then her socks, and then finally her dress and crawled under the sheets. It was hot here (most places were compared to Callisdrun), so she didn't need the heavy blankets, only the sheets. By now, it was morning, so she quickly fell asleep.

OOC: Back from Rome! But I'll be gone again tomarrow, so I'm going to post quick.

IC: Erzsebet yawned and prepared to depart. She and Katarina helped Leif up and Katarina supported him as he limped out the door. Erzsebet was about to follow them, when she paused and turned back. She walked up close to Inferno gave a coy smile as she whispered in his ear. "You know... you're welcome aboard any time... just stop by whenever you want... we're always up late..." Giving him a little pat on the shoulder, she then left.

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Battlecruiser Varghona, about a half hour later.

Erzsebet was sitting in the commander's chair, her feet up on the desk (all Callisdrunian warships have a desk in front of the commander's chair) as usual, when Katarina got back from taking Leif to the hospital area.
Erzsebet got up and strode back to her compartment. Looking over her shoulder, she told Katarina that she was going to bed and that Katarina should probably do the same. She closed the door and took off her boots, and then her socks, and then finally her dress and crawled under the sheets. It was hot here (most places were compared to Callisdrun), so she didn't need the heavy blankets, only the sheets. By now, it was morning, so she quickly fell asleep.

INFERNO just stood there with a smirk on his face as he watched lady Erzibet leave.

INFERNO to self: you know for a vampire she does look really good...

INFERNO quickly snaps to, remembering he wanted to find that DAMN WOMAN...He quickly leaves the room on the search for her and also the good bottles of scotch for which he had gotten a weird craving for a finely aged scotch and chocolate covered strawberries.

ooc/ Rome? Cool. I'm going to Brandon (Manitoba) in a bit less than a week.
IC/ Nandor and his group enter the mansion and find Dalmir. The two generals shake hands and greet each other before going to find Der Fuhrer. After exchanging information they go to introduce Nandor to Der Fuhrer.

They find her in the kitchen with a bottle. They all bow respectfuly and Nandor introduces himself in his thick accent, "Greetings Lady Dyszel. I am general Nandor, commander of the forces which are now entering your fine city. We are at your command m'lady."
"I fear I must be leaving you Lady Der Fuhrer," Dalmir says, "The war in Area 13 demands my attention. Nandor will act in my place here in the Riech. If I am needed you have only to summon me."

OOC: Back with a bump

INFERNO heads towards the kitchen so that he could get his strawberries and scotch then continue on to find her....

BUMPYbumbBUMPY

Buuuuuumppp!!!!

Le Bump

Someone get DFD to reply dang it!

Placing the bottle down, slightly irritated from the previous events, Der Fuhrer coldly shook hands with Nandor. She simply ordered the men to rest up because they would need it here.

She left the room quickly, questions filling her head by now. She had a lot of unfinished business she wished to resolve once and for all.

Her voice...I can hear it now...

*INFERNO sees the woman he has been looking for rage fills him*

*INFERNO lunges grabs her by the arm and spins DFD around, he drops her to the ground sitting on her chest with her arms pinned*

*She could see the anger and pain fill his eyes*

HOW......could you let all this happen??? All of the pain this region has felt can be linked to you and your inability to make a correct decision!!! If you would have let me go through with the plan I had so many years ago then all of this death and pain would not of ever existed!!!

Der Fuhrer, pinned beneath Inferno, with tired wreary eyes felt the sudden oddly calm; perhaps from all the liquor. All her sense of reasoning was gone as she lay pinned on the ground. The man she wanted was before her, not far in the distance, her questions needing to be answered, but she could not ask them, she could not think straight any longer.

She felt her breath becoming harder and harder to take as Inferno sat on her. She could no longer breathe and head was spinning in partial from the Bourbon she was hitting since she came back. Blood still stained her hands from her previous murder and she lay there confused about to pass out.

Searching desperately for an answer her mind ran into brick walls. She knew it was not her fault, but she could not explain it. She knew she was not to blame, everything was doing alright under her command until she disappeared......she disappeared, a helicopter crash, a familiar flag.....Dante.......no, was it really? Or was it?

Between struggled breaths, "You.....you......did.......it....."

Erzsebet changed her mind, waking a little later. She woke her bridge crew and they went back to the party. The sound of her heavy boots could be heard easily as she walked in the halls. She could hear Inferno yelling at someone, so she decided to see what it was about. She walked into the room where Inferno seemed to be holding somebody down.

WWWWWhat do you mean I did it?

*A look of shock comes over his face then INFERNO becomes furious at the accusation*

I didnt do anything, you would not let me implement the plan that I had wanted to do! How dare you say I did that!

*INFERNO pushes harder on DFD Snapping her back into attention*

*Now yelling*Explain now what do you mean by that???

Inferno appeared to be unaware of Erzsebet's presence. She motioned for Leif and Katarina to stay where they were and walked in closer. She then took hold of the collar of Inferno's shirt and gave a firm tug. "Now, now... there's no need for that, you make the rest of us [vampires] look bad if you act out of control in such ways. Calm yourself, my child." Though what Erzsebet had done to him had not been done in a long time, it was well known that vampires would assume a somewhat maternal/paternal attitude towards a human they had turned.

*Feeling the tug of someone on his collar makes him so mad his eyes glow a dark red. He grabs the persons leg and throws them down the hall.While yelling* NO ONE TOUCHES ME!!!

*Turning his attention back to DFD he says* And dont think I dont know you two arnt there!!! *mumbling to himself* I am no ones child my parents are dead!!! *He sits still on DFD awaiting her response*

OOC: Realistically, Inferno would not be able to do that. Erzsebet is not weak. But I'll allow it if you'll allow what I'm about to do.

IC:
Recovering herself, with the help of Leif and Katarina, who both had their AK's out, Erzsebet shook her head in sadness at what she had to do. She unhooked her axe from her belt. As Inferno was yell at Der Fuhrer, she walked up and swung the black axe down. She heard the crack of bone as she buried the blade in Inferno's spinal column just under his rib cage. Blood spattered everywhere on both the entry and when she pulled the weapon out. She kicked the now crippled Inferno off of Der Fuhrer. "Respect your elders," she said in a resigned sort of tone. Leif and Katarina both had their guns pointed at his head.

INFERNO feels a numbness in his legs and then is thrown off of DFD when a sudden wave a pain washes over him...Ahhh you dumb bitch that hurt.

*Blood is coming up into INFERNOs mouth he spits it out and says* Y did you do that I wasnt hurting DFD...That is the only way she will listen after she has had so many drinks in her!...

*Thinking in his head*I am seriously getting sick of getting stabbed by my "allies"...I can heal this on my own now that, that damn angel cursed me and that I am now a part vampire for all that helped me...I can feel it starting now but no time soon will I be able to move my legs...

good thing I have been shot with so many tranq-darts that I can barely feel anything anymore.

If any help or any women are required to play with, let me know- they make very good RP's and good playthings and are also very good ambassadors for my nation.

Lavendar Raeder

"I don't know... she looked pretty hurt to me. And it didn't look like anyone was listening. In most countries, that's called asault. Also, I do not tolerate insolence," she said, jabbing her boot heel into the wound in his back, right on the severed end of the spinal cord. "I am not interested in your petty power squabbles. Do you think I wanted to do what I just did to you? Don't you think I would have preferred you just to do the decent thing and back off?" There grief in Erzsebet's voice, profound grief. "But how could I tolerate you shaming me by suffocating this woman? Do you think that I could sit idly by and watch this flagrant abuse?" She was crying, even as she ground her boot into the wound in Inferno's back.

He could lose a lot more blood now that he had been turned, but vampires were far from invincible. Nerve damage was nerve damage. It could be repaired in Callisdrun, with the recent medical advances, but it was very severe. Her foot was exacerbating it as well.

INFERNOS eyes flashed so dark a red that they looked completely black.

GET YOUR F*#KING FOOT OUT OF MY BACK!!!...Hope this still works, I know you are watching this buddy...get this damn Vampire out of my back!!!

*The lights flicker and a voice is heard over the loud-speaker,The voice that is heard is none other then THE RED QUEEN* I would appreciate it of you got your foot out of INFERNOs back he has a phonecall to make.

*Around the room you see beams of light slowly start to get larger*
And it is not a suggestion!

*INFERNO Laughes and says* Looks like Mathias was alittle paranoid and installed his mansion with Red Queen Protection everywhere.*spits outs blood*

sorry for a later time.

Der Fuhrer stood up, obviously annoyed over the whole situation. Her ice cold stare bore into all within the room, as her cold voice sounded, "If you do not mind now, I would like to finish some business."

The sound of her boots heavily striking the ground was the only sound as she walked toward Perry. She stopped before him and croutched down to his level.

"Tell me where she is," her cold voice demanded.

Perry, looking up at her in obvious pain did not respond at first. He hestitated trying to recall whom she was talking about. He slowly mumbled, "I don't know who you're talking about."

Annoyed with it all, she took out Mathias's gun and held it to the top of his thigh, pushing the barrel into his leg hard, cutting off the blood flow. "You know exactly who I am talking about."

At that time, a heavy thud was heard against the door, when moments later the door opened to dispell Mathias's body onto the ground. C9 stepped in, using Mathias as a doormat.

She noted the scene closely, and skimming the room, she found DFD.

Alright, this thread is going to slowly merge into our newest one:

http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=7237310#post7237310

You are all advised to join this, as you know what the hell is going on here.

OOC Correction:
This thread is going to merge into the war thread. However, this thread is also going to be the key thread to The Dictatorship Power Struggle, which is the link I gave you before.

This is the post which I had posted in the war thread, to begin the merging process.



IC:
Mathias hit the ground hard. He felt shame as his twisted and bent body ached terribly from the awkward position he was in. His upper back and head lay on the ground, while his chained hands lay beneath his body, and his bent knees in the air. C9 stood over him digging her heel into his sternum.

He felt betrayed by the entire region. DFD, his partner, the one he served loyally and obeyed fully, standing there in the room doing nothing to help him. Shame and guilt also consummed him. What he had done was completely unacceptable, and he knew; the fear of castration also filled him. It was the punishment in these cases, all rapists were castrated, and many also executed for their acts. He was to face this humiliation now, and he knew he would have to accept whichever consequences fell upon him.

However, none of that stifled the growing rage and hatred for C9. She used him, and she lied. She destroyed him, and he wanted her to pay every last bit of that shame back.

Mathias sat on the bed, eagerly anticipating the return of Der Fuhrer, there were problems he needed needed to bring to her attention. He lowered his head slowly as he waited.

However, after ten minutes of waiting, with Der Fuhrer's presence still not back, he exhaled slowly and stood up. He slowly walked out of the room; the cuffs still attached to his wrists, but broken in the middle. He went on a hunt for Der Fuhrer, and to his surprise he found her laying on the ground unconscious.

Lifting her limp body he carried her back to his bedroom and laid her on the bed where his previous acts of perversion had taken place.