Babina ran through the crowd carrying Jack like all of hell was here.

And to be fair, it was for her.

While most ignored her, even if she was carrying a masked boy who was bleeding from numerous wounds.

They were sure as hell didn't ignore the woman screaming bloody murder as she cut through the crowd.

And that was literal. Juve's cut through every person in her way with extreme power and force. Anyone who even remotely got in her way was subject to a dagger going into their skull.

Blood painted the streets this way and that, mothers screamed in anguish as they held their decapitated children's heads. Fathers screamed as they turned to find their family massacred with no remorse. Babina looked behind her to see Juve's moving ever closer and closer.

Her dagger switching this way and that. Blood painted the entire street as Juve's marched forward with no remorse.

Babina grunted and ducked into an alley. Juve's quickly following as she cried out with merriment.

"So easy to track you. So easy to kill you, I wonder what should I do with your skull?"

Her voice echoed across the alleyway like a gong. Her vocal cords twisting in natural ways as her very voice seemed to crack and fracture.

As Juve's walked through the assorted garbage piles and the places of refuse and turd, a shadow passed over her.

Juve's eyes shot up in sheer surprise as she saw Jack hurl themselves forward, their hands grasping on the edges of the rooftop. His fingers securing themselves as he held on to the roof. To quickly to even consider anything Juve's stopped everything around her.

Her rose's glowing a very bright crimson as she threw herself to the rooftop. Everything quickly resumed as she felt her cell's croak and rip. Her muscles turned and her nerves cracked. But her knife was only inches away from Jack.

That's when Jack fell, his fingertips couldn't hold on and he dropped. Juve's tried to react, but her entire body stopped her, she couldn't pull anything after what she just did.

So she watched Jack's body soar into a pile of trash bags. Helpless to catch and kill her prey.

"Fuck you, you crazy bitch!" Babina yelled with all her might. Juve's twitched her eyes back to see Babina holding a pistol, a Coris no less.

Juve's laughed at the irony. The bang! that rang across the air was like thunder. A bullet shot out of Babina's pistol. Ripping through the air, enclosed in a cover of fire, energy, and gunpowder. The bullet left the gun and soared high.

It smashed into Juve's back with a thunk! The bullet tearing through her back with no remorse. It smashed through her ribs, the bone being ripped out and shooting through her body. It tore through her lungs with a wet tear.

Like used tissues being ripped apart.

Her body lurched as the round came out the other end, tearing a hole through her chest cavity it smashed into the roof she was jumping towards.

With a clang! it lodged itself there.

Juve's body plummeted towards the ground like a metro. Her body crashing into the solid concrete with a solid wet crack! Her body ripped open its head. Spilling out the contents of her cranium onto the cobblestones of MuddenBurg like none other.

It was a solid red soup to Babina's eyes, mesmerizing, though disgusting. Jack's weak groans drew her attention. She lept towards his body, throwing him upon her back as she ran out of the alleyway at breakneck speed.

It would do no good to get caught like this, they would have to be bailed out. People would pay more attention to their country. And the cult wouldn't have their target eliminated.

The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation.

Babina hoped that they could track some sort of evidence to him. But it wasn't likely. You couldn't examine the genetic material of anyone, so his blood would be useless.

And while they could pull out the 'we're the voice of the government, and he isn't. Who would you believe?' Plenty of people, especially the activists would point towards the government trying to silence dissenters against Vulcan.

Which looked very plausible when it actually was the case and you looked at the cult's connection towards the government.

Babina sighed in annoyance.

Her vision of this job was a classic fem Fatale ending bad guys in fancy balls. Dressing in an alluring dress as she jumped out the window and plummeted towards the ground. Only to be saved by her trusted partner. Waiting for when she finished the job.

Her dreams had been slightly dashed when Jack showed up. He wasn't the sidelined technical genius she could rely on. He was somewhat like her. Wanting to be the main weapon of the assassin duo. And when she truly saw the depraved lengths both her government and the people she fought would go to.

It revealed to her the shades of grey that cloaked the world.

Babina had to get to the hospital quickly. She didn't know the first thing about medical care, and she would rather let someone who knew how to poke a dead body take the blame than her.

Babina mentally slapped herself for calling Jack a dead body. But it was hard to argue against it.

He had taken an entire magazine to the back, been punched and kicked to hell. And from the disturbing way, his bones bent when she felt them, had been attacked with something that influenced the skeleton.

Babina ran towards the hospital with all her might. She could make it by around fifteen minutes at the longest. She had trained herself to run hella long distances in case she didn't have any help in escaping a scene she caused.

Back at the alleyway, Babina had just left. Something stirred.

A police officer investigating the area after he was told the one responsible for the massacre outside had been seen coming here.

He searched through the trash quickly, noticed the splatter of blood and the crimson gore that leaked into a puddle a few feet away. He found a body.

He quickly ran towards it, throwing off any trashbin or waste that was obscuring her features. By god, he wished he hadn't.

A body twisted and torn unlike any other laid before him. Flowers cut and wiggled their way through numerous veins, sucking away the blood. While the face was twisted, the entire head upside down due to the broken neck.

"You can't play with me anymore. I-I-I don't want to anymOre! Please LeavE ME."

Her voice crimped and crackled all the way. the terribleness was too unnerving to describe. It was too far dead to be this, to say this, to know this.

The officer pulled his gun out and fired into the head of the thing, he wouldn't even call it something like a mutated Vat-Born. Those things at least died when you shot them.

This didn't, the grin grew and grew. The roses ripping open the vein bloomed as if nothing had happened. The limbs made of sinew that danced, wait, the limbs of sinew?

The officer was immediately dragged off his feet as the arms coiled around his legs. he screamed for someone to help, anyone. But it was all for not. Before anyone could notice or think to look. The roses lept into the man's throat.

When people checked, they found a truly mutilated body along with a dazed officer they assume had fainted from the horror.

He was checked and given a week of rest by his commanding officer. But his eyes never fully went the same. Though from what was left of the body, the chief assumed that was natural.

That day. A family had their last full dinner.

"We found Officer McKarthies' family in ruin. They have torn apart like a whirlwind of teeth and knives had been summoned and tore the place apart. I can't imagine what sick mind did this, all we found were some of his teeth inside his wife's remains of a face. And some skin outside the garden, where we found the body of one of his little ones. We can't say any further about the bodies cause of how damaged they were. My best guess why this happened, McKarthy saw something he shouldn't have, and before he could tell. He was killed."

- Report of Detective Mercu on the McKarthy Homicides Cold Case #93