Thread: Mission Codename: Cannon Fodder (BlisteredBlood & Devxx)

The florescent lights flickered an unearthly shade of yellow as they made a feeble attempt to light up the diner in the fading light. One look at the place could easily tell you that the clientele didnt come here for the ambiance. The stools were practically beaten to death and the red booths were tattered beyond recognition. There were strange stains on all the tables and chairs that appeared to be from some unknown super substance that even the strongest bleach couldnt get rid of. A loan waitress well past middle age shuffled between the few customers refilling coffee and taking orders from those poor souls brave enough to eat here. The whole thing was dank and minimal like so much of the world outside of the diner had become. Reports have been coming in that more bodies have been found on the streets. A woman on the TV said in an official sounding voice. Her skin had been stretched too tight around her face giving her the perpetual blank face of a mannequin. Authorities are still not sure who is behind all of it but there have been reports of a serial killer who escaped from one of the local prisons. Police again warn citizens to be careful and not walk alone at night just in. The dull voice faded in and out as the old television flickered once again in a halfhearted attempt to work. It didnt really matter though, not like anyone here was really paying attention to what the newswoman was saying. It seemed like every day something else was going wrong and someone else ended up dead. Just two days ago there had been riots in Pittsburg that had left ten dead and another thirty wounded before authorities intervened. There was nothing safe about the world they lived in so another crazed killed wasnt really that big of a deal to anyone. Admittedly though, the bodies had been turning up at an alarming rate. In the past week seven different bodies had been discovered all with their heads cut off in one clean swipe or arms and legs missing. Whoever it was didnt bother with conventional weapons such as guns and instead seemed to favor swords. Everyone just seemed to gobble up that it was an escaped convict and that the police would catch them soon enough before they were executed for their crimes. Theyd never know just how much more terrifying the truth was. Freshen up your coffee hun? The grey haired woman asked as she walked over to the table with the lone figure. The figure merely nodded and held out the cup as the woman poured in some more of the steaming black liquid. The girl winced slightly as she took a big sip of the dark liquid. It burned her tongue and tasted bitter going down her throat but it gave her the extra caffeine kick she needed. There was nothing even remotely sweet about the coffee but it had a kick to it that would wake the dead and that was what she needed now. A sigh escaped her as she slowly watched the sun set over the broken buildings signaling that it was her time to go now. Getting up from her booth she reached into her wallet and threw enough money on the table to cover the coffee and a nice tip before putting on her jacket and heading towards the door. She gave the waitress a quick wave as the ringing bell above the door signaled her departure from this place. The sound of her echoing footsteps were all that could be heard as she walked down the empty street. As soon as the sun went down it seemed like more and more people hid in the safety of their homes to escape the terrors of the night. Usually youd be hard pressed to see a lone woman walking by herself this late at night but she was more then capable of taking care of herself. If the holster on her thigh containing the Colt M1900 didnt deter unwelcomed attention then surely the sheath on her hip holding her prized Saber would make anyone think twice about bothering her. A ringing noise from her pocket alerted her to an incoming call. Reaching in she took out a small black cell phone and turned it on once she checked the number on the screen. Status report Eris. A gruff sounding voice said from the other line. It was distinctly male and somewhere in their mid fifties with the sort of authority one would find in high ranking military officials who had seen far too many things in the world to ever really be at peace again. Im heading to the warehouse sir. Eris replied as she took a sharp left into the alleyway. Her voice betrayed her young age even if there was this hint of coldness one wouldnt find in a girl who had only recently turned twenty-two. Some more directions could be heard from the other side of the conversation before she pressed the red button and turned off the phone before sliding it back into her pocket. The past two weeks of research had led her to a warehouse at the very edge of town. Apparently that was the most likely location of where he was to the best of their knowledge. All their connections had been hinting that the warehouse had been where Thanatos had been hiding out to avoid capture. The military had apparently tried to make a quick once over of the place and come up empty but chances were that he was hiding out somewhere at the time. All she had to do was finish this job and she would be set for life being 300 trillion dollars richer. Pale blue eyes looked up at the lumbering shadow of the warehouse as she walked closer. Her blond hair looked white under the night sky as she slowed down her steps to make as little noise as possible. When one was dealing with a super soldier of this sort it was best to take as many precautions as possible. Eris pulled the dark navy jacket closer to her body as she felt a chill run through her though she wasnt entirely sure it was because of the drop in temperature. She was outfitted in a pair of dark blue jeans and a black top that closely resembled a corset with the jacket on top and a pair of simple sneakers. Unsheathing her sword she walked around the warehouse trying to find a way in that wouldnt make too much noise. Luckily there was a broken window on the first floor that she could climb in through without having to risk a major fall and break her leg. Hoisting herself up she put one leg over the other before landing on the floor with a gentle thud. The landing kicked up a pile of dust and sent some rats scurrying in the distance but she could hope that it wasnt loud enough to alert much attention. Now if I was a homicidal genetically altered soldier where would I be Eris wondered out loud as she snuck around in the shadows trying to see if she could find any clues. Her Saber was firmly in hand as she wasnt going to take any chances with this one.