Thread: Deus Ex Machina (BlisteredBlood x darkangel76)

Mara felt a knot form in the pit of her stomach as the little bit of hope she allowed herself to feel once again was completely dashed. Deadman didnt remember anything. Not a thing. Nothing. Every ounce of him that had once been human was gone the moment he was fused to the circuits now holding him together and giving him life. It wasnt easy to accept, but she really had no choice. She nodded at his answer, her body fighting off the frustration and sadness that threatened to consume her whole. Not now, Mara. Not now. Focus. You have a mission now. Complete it, god damnit! Mara scolded herself. But Maras thoughts were cut short at the rattling sounds from beyond the door. Shed been followed. Despite how careful shed been, someone had followed her trail to where she currently was. She wondered if the person or persons had any idea that shed found Deadman, that shed awakened him. Were they even the enemy? Shit! Mara felt like such an ass, like all the training shed gone through over the past two years had been for nothing. She was a failure. Not just to the resistance, but to herself, her family. The Kalishnikov legacy. Angry at herself, she reached for her gunblade, readying it for who or whatever it was that was on the other side of the door. Deadman hadnt wasted any time either and that came as no surprise. She saw his body shift and change as it prepared itself to engage an enemy. Not wanting to risk Deadman, Mara let out a sharp exhale and moved swiftly to the door. She could hear voices. Three? Yes. Male. So she knew that there were three men on the otherside and she could tell that they were speaking Russian, a dialect shed never heard before, probably from a region outside of the city. As she heard the men approaching the door, their footsteps loud and hard as they made their way closer and closer, she finally pushed open the door with a hard thrust. The door itself slammed into one of the men, knocking him down onto the ground. He was hardly incapacitated, but the shock was enough to give her a slight advantage. Gunblade in hand, Mara eyed the other two men. SER intelligence. She was sure of it. They had to have been working for the faction that sought out Deadman, their largest enemy save the one of the SAE. The two men smirked and lunged at her, their hands going for their own concealed weapons. Without thought, she swung her gunblade at the nearest charging man. He anticipated her move and ducked, chuckling loudly as he did so. Mara knew she was in for it. She was outnumbered and not the best of fighters even with her gunblade. Had it been a one on one, shed have had a chance. But with three? There was no way. Ugh! She shouldve stayed hidden, not let her emotions and the personal feelings she had over her familys connections to this mission get the best of her. Only now it was too late. The damage had been done and now both she and Deadman were at risk. Maras gunblade finally struck the one man squarely on the side. She pulled the trigger sending a jolt through his body, knocking him over and causing him to slide along the pavement until he crashed into the opposite wall. Knowing that shed barely put a dent in this small melee, she turned her attention to the other man. Only it was moments too late. He was up and charging, his face angry and red. He grabbed her arm and twisted her around. The man whod been hit by the door was already up and moving toward his comrade and his new captor. The man grinned evilly at Mara, making her blood curdle and turn to ice. She wanted to scream out, to tell Deadman to get out of there and find a place to remain hidden where no one would find him. But shed already compromised too much. Her nation needed her, Deadman needed her. She couldnt let them down. Not now. Wincing from the hold the one man had on her, she braced herself for what would happen next, her only thought being that somehow they didnt find Deadman, that they didnt know hed been awakened from his slumber.