Lukas vs Gaius

Sitting in the Pripyat snow Gaius had dressed specifically in snow Camouflage to fight the Nazi. He had no idea where his opponent was but he was completely covered by snow and was invisible from all but heat vision, the Russian was relaxed, on home turf he couldn't lose. His sonar would allow him to know where his opponent was as soon as he made sound, walking through the snow trying to find him was going to put him in a world of hurt, an AK103 bullet would kill him quickly if it went through his skull. This was going to be fun, sat underneath the snow with his back against one of the flats he was aware of all.

Come little Nazi and die

Lukas trudged through the snow in Pripyat he was dressed in his usual combat outfit. If a human had worn his combat uniform they likely would have been frozen stiff by now luckily Lukas was anything but human. He'd chosen his load out carefully when he'd come here he knew he needed something large for his target but he also needed his mobility on his side. As he came closer to the forgotten city he unlocked the case he'd been holding. The case fell open revealing a large rifle with 3 large Drum magazines next to them. Sliding one of the magazines into place he smirked as the click of the magazine locking came to his ears. He pulled back the slide and slid the other two magazines into saddles bags hanging off his belt. He also had a large SMG hanging across the back of his waist and his ever present Revolver in it's holster around his shoulder.

As Lukas walked amongst the ruined building and streets he couldn't help but whistle wondering if this is what the world would look like once Millennium was finished with it. He took a moment to stretch his back looking around taking a slight smell at the air scowling at the canine like smell. "Where are you mutt?" Lukas muttered

Hearing his opponent walk past him the Werewolf smiled underneath the snow, as he heard the crunch of fresh snow as he made his way through the city Gaius knew where the Nazi was. His one major mistake was whistling. Pushing up with his elbow with his gun ready the Werewolf fired straight at his opponents back.

Without waiting for him to react the Spetsnaz went to kick him at the same time in the back of the knee. Twisting he made sure that he kept his momentum going. He wasn't going tog et killed by a lucky shot.

Lukas stumbled forward as a small arms rounds strike him in the back he scowled the rounds weren't even silver tipped. As he turned to face the direction the round had come from he felt someone strike the back of one of his knees causing him to wince a bit. He quickly recovered however and dashed back feeling a throbbing pain wrack his body as the rounds slowly pushed themselves out of his back falling into the snow. "Big mistake you flea bitten mongrel." Lukas growled bracing his feet against the ground and placing the butt of his rifle against his shoulder and firing a short 3 round burst of .50 caliber silver tipped incendiary rounds at the man. As the rifle kicked against his shoulder he could feel the vibration from each shot shake his entire body causing his wounds to throb in anguish and protest. But being the soldier he was Lukas kept a straight face as the wounds he'd sustained slowly closed.

As the round flew at the man the few that struck the ground behind the man burned the snow around them like a hot knife through butter. One round struck a tree causing it to light ablaze bathing the entire street with the fire's light.

Already twisting as he made his shots then Gaius was well out the way. Stood in front of the ex-SS officer he pressed forwards and went straight into trying to hit the butt of the gun with his right palm, hopefully knocking it out of his opponents hand or throwing the Nazi off balance. It was going well at the moment. Hi left hand pulled out his combat knife and within the space of half a second he had done two slashes. One to the chest and the other to his Jugular, it was intoxicating. And within an hour the full moon would be out and the fun could begin properly.

"You can no beat Spetsnaz"

Lukas felt his rifle get knocked from his grasp and took a few quick steps back just barely stepping outside of the man's lethal striking range. He managed to avoid the slash to his Jugular and his vest had taken the brunt of the knife strike. "Is that what you Ivans call yourselves now? I remember you guys used to just be meat shields for your commissars." Lukas said pulling bringing his .50 Action Express SMG and fired a long 10 round burst at the man. He took a few steps back not willing to get in close just yet he knew how to fight hand to hand it was part of his basic training but that didn't mean he liked doing it. He fired another burst of gunfire at the man he knew Spetsnaz were Russian Special Forces and he didn't care they were men just like any other enemy he fought during World War 2 they bled and died like everyone else. And Lukas was intent on making this man die.

Jumping up into the air above the machine gun fire Gaius emptied his entire magazine at his opponent. But this time he was picking out key areas. He was trying to take out his writs and failing that he was aiming for the gun itself hoping that a good burst would render it useless. This guy was the best he'd thought in a long time. He wasn't going to get away with his insults though, he would be in pain for a long time even if he won the fight.

His left foot came around to hit his opponent in the side of the head, if he blocked it then taht would at least knock him off balance and to the side enough to stop him using that massive gun of his. He then sent his right foot straight down onto the horizontal barrel of the gun hoping to take it permanently out of action.

"You vesterners are funny"

Lukas dropped his weapon letting the sling catch it letting it fall to his waist as he covered his head with his arms. One round ripped through his palm causing him to grit his teeth before he saw the man come down from his jump. The man launched a kick at Lukas's but as Lukas's arms were up to defend himself the kick landed just under his arm instead. Acting on instant Lukas quickly brought his arm down over the man's leg and used the same vampiric strength he used to control his weapons to throw the man at the living unit wall next to him hopefully smashing him through. After that he quickly took a few steps back towards his .50 Caliber Rifle and kicked the stock causing the gun to flip into the air allowing Lukas to catch it and aim it towards the man.

"Ja and you Ivans are stupid I guess ve can't all be perfect can ve mutt?" Lukas said firing a burst of Incendiary .50 Caliber rounds at the man. Not noticing how the moon was slowly rising in the distance as he continued firing burst after burst at the man each round setting aflame whatever it touched except for the occasional round that didn't hit anything flammable.

As he was sent backwards then Gaius span slightly and as he went through the air, bending his legs as he hit the top of the wall he forced himself backwards and he landed behind it. Safe from the fire he looked up at the moon as he ran around the corner. Changing as he ran, finally becoming a beast for the first time in a while he was more than ready to cut loose for a change. With snow white fur he blended in perfectly, moving slowly and deliberately he kept low.

Stalking back on himself Gaius made his way around back to where he was. Slowly circling around his pray he howled lightly while he was behind him, then cutting across he made sure that he couldn’t locate the source of the noise the werewolf was creating.

Lukas heard an unfamiliar sound it sounded like an animal trying to escape a trap. Lukas kept his rifle raised as he kicked through a portion of the wall weakened by the holes his rounds had punched through them. As he came out on the other side he looked around and saw a mass of blood and skin on the ground causing him to scowl. He looked up slowly seeing the moon shining down on him almost as if it were mocking him. "Fuck..." Lukas muttered looking around for the man. He'd been briefed on the mission and this is one of the things he'd been warned about before the mission had begun. Lukas stepped back out of the hole to stand in the middle of the street. Keeping his back against a wall wouldn't do a thing except buy him a few seconds so here he stood in the middle of the street prepared to face his new foe.

"Come on dog don't be so scared! You Russians had way more balls back in World War 2 at least they had the spirit to face me face to face not to hide amongst the snow!" Lukas called keeping his sense sharp for any sound that would give away the beasts position keeping his finger on the trigger ready to act on a moments notice.

Hearing the movements of the Millennium operative Gaius wasn't getting any satisfaction from this fight and if he didn't get that then he might get ever so frustrated. Calmly waiting for his foe to move he stalked silently and ponderously through the snow. He was taking his time ad like a loaded spring he was ready to move in an instant if need be. Inching closer the Russian could hear him turning about and looking, not that it would do him much good going up against the wall.

Now you are going to learn how much faster four legs are Rolling a little bit in the snow he made sure that the incendiary rounds wouldn't catch alight. Then with wet fur he sprang out of his hiding place behind a bin and sprinted towards his opponent. Trying to pin his gun horizontally against his chest while trying to maul his neck and face.

Lukas quickly turned as he heard the sound of claws clicking against the pavement of the street to see a large ball of fur and teeth smash into him pinning his gun to his chest. Thinking on his feet Lukas fell back onto the street and placed his feet against the beasts stomach and kicking him into the air behind him before turning over getting into the prone position with his rifle at the ready and firing a a burst of .50 caliber rounds at the beast he'd kicked away. He winced as he felt a shallow cut in his neck area but the damage wasn't that bad. He continued firing until he heard click sounds signalling an empty magazine before tossing away the now empty rifle. The weapon took too long to reload and he needed to continue firing. Quicklying bringing his SMG to bear he fired fully automatic at the beast peppering the area the beast was with .50 Action Express Rounds each silver tipped round flying at 650-750 feet per second tearing apart trees and snow alike. As he heard a dry click of an empty chamber he quickly ejected the magazine and slammed a new one home before racking the cocking lever.

"Just die already you beast!" Lukas growled.

Trying to get out of the way Gaius felt a barrage of bullets tear through him. It put him in a lot of pain, his eyes widened in agony as he felt his charge slowed. He felt himself burn as he realized that he had been shot with silver. Twitching he felt his eyes closed, he wasn't sure how it'd come to this.

YOU WON! D: