Atlanta Warehouse (V.W.A.T. Mission)

A spacious, dark warehouse in the middle of the city. Abandoned long ago due to the numerous crimes the company using it had committed, it is now home to a group of vampires. Only the main entrance can still be opened, the windows and back door boarded up. Several barrels of toxic chemicals and large boxes litter the ground, four sets of stairs in all four corners leading up to a set of rafters going around the perimeter of the building. All but a few lights in the middle of the room are broken or burned out.

There are four vampires: Don, class D, armed with a switchblade and a S&W Model 910 with 10 bullets and an extra magazine; Jimbo, class D, with a hammer and a S&W Model 500 with five bullets and two speed loaders; Scrub, class F, with an ice pick; and Ricks, class B, with two butterfly knives and a Colt Delta Elite with 9 bullets and two extra magazines. There is an axe, fire extinguisher, and piles of broken glass in various areas of the room.

Jaime tended to his Sub machine gun; he had an extra magazine that he’d rifled from stores and was ecstatic about the new mission. The Cyborg prepared himself while the van brought itself to a stop; it was just around the corner from the warehouse and would give him and Roy a chance to make final preparations before entering the building. The mission was imperative and although Steeler had said little about it, but they knew who their targets were and that was enough for the ex-Marine. “Readeh Roy?” he said as he got out of the vehicle via the back door, Jaime put the magazine into the weapon before getting out. He went around the corner to the warehouse; he cricked his neck as he waited for his partner to get in position.
 

He gave Roy a quick nod to check he was ready and after giving him a second to prepare, Jaime sprang into action. He closed his eyes as he put the night vision goggles on and waited for his wingman to do the same, he charged forwards and as they entered the darkness he opened his eyes and began to fire.  He emptied his magazine of 30 rounds in his sub machine gun with all his skill and precision in around 3 seconds, he wasn’t aiming to kill. They were too many and too numerous to kill, he was aiming for the legs and stomach so he would have a higher chance of hitting. After emptying the magazine he threw it at the closest vampire, the Cyborg changed magazines and got ready to fire once again.

"Ready? Me? course not." Roy responded. None the less he followed his partner gun at the ready into battle. As soon as Jamie started firing into the vampires Roy Dived to the side and behind some crates. He started firing his first round of blessed bullets to try and draw some attacks his way.

He fired high with his first couple shots, then knowing that it just common instinct to get lower he fired very low to throw them off and hit their legs slow them down a little. Then with his last few bullets around five he tried taking very accurate shots at the two D vampires and the last again at the B to hopefully slow him down.

"So I was all like, 'Yeah, bitch, you-" The vampire's story was quickly interrupted by the intrusion of the V.W.A.T. soldiers bursting through the doors. As the bullets came their way, the vampires scattered, taking cover behind crates and the two sets of stairs in the back of the room. After a pause in the automatic fire, the three vampires pulled out their guns and counterattacked the cyborg. The human's bullets were annoying, one catching Jimbo in the knee, and so Scrub was kicked out of hiding to take care of it. Eager to prove himself, he rushed from the side of the room to where the man was taking cover, ice pick readied to take out an eye.

Bullets bounced off Jaime as he dived into cover just across from his human counterpart, he brought his weapon to bear once again to fire on single shot at the Category F Vampire. Making sure to fire at the torso so as he wouldn't miss, Jaime grinned and kept his cool as the bullets began to fire, he made sure that his aim was steady, he reeled off three shots in a second. Afterwards Jaime moved quickly to his side to mover around the huge stacks of boxes, he would be unseen as he ran to the other side of the room. And when he got around there, the boxes that the Vampires used to protect themselves would mean that they couldn't get out of his shotguns slugs very easily. “Damn Vampiric arse’oles” he muttered to himself.

Roy used Jaime's fire as cover. While he was shooting at  the f. Roy crawled away to find a different angle to shoot and reload. Roy took his best guess at where the vampires would be trying to imagine if they searched for the best cover or were to cocky to do that. Roy Fired his round through the crates in a couple close compact shots then started drifting a little he suddenly switched and peppered the entire area in bullets but mainly he took a large skip in his original slow line so as to hopefully catch them off guard as they would have possibly tried to move very fast away from his original barrage of attacks. As Roy fired he moved slowly closer to Jaime. It was alway best to stick near your wingman.

Caught off guard by the other one, Scrubs was blown back by a blast to the chest. It took him a moment to regain his senses, feeling the holy metal burn inside him. He clawed into himself, ripping the bullet out and tossing it aside. He sat by the wall and waited for his body to mend, unable to get up. Seeing Roy flee, he decided to do his best and throw the ice pick like a poorly balanced knife at the man, hoping to pierce any of the various soft parts of his body and do some damage. Since he was trying to shoot the others, it seemed like the best chance he'd have at an easy kill.

The other three emptied the the last of their bullets before reloading in tandem. Hearing Jaime's heavy steps alerted them to his presence trying to slip behind cover. Ricks and Jimbo came left their cover behind the box and stairs to cut off Jaime, firing at him the moment they saw him. Don moved from behind his set of stairs, losing all pretense of cover, to charge straight for where he last saw Scrubs go, intending to back up their newest member when he needed the help.

Moving straight back into cover behind the stacks of boxes, Jaime allowed the bullets to fly straight past him. The Metal man prepared himself to go back around and try and kill the Vampires, this was going to be tough. Jaime allowed the guns to grow silence before preparing to sweep back around; they had come out of cover and had left the stairs and where they were hid to go into the mouth of the maze. Which meant that they’d be hard pressed to dodge due to the narrowness that kept them in a tight squeeze with nowhere to turn into, he switched his weapon on to full auto due to the short range, this could go well or awful. Jaime needed to do it before his opponents could reload, he then went slightly around the corner, he kept low and fired for his opponent’s head and chest, the low range made it easy enough to keep on target while firing at full speed. He made sure that he didn’t open himself up too much, and he pulled back around the corner after emptying around fifteen rounds.

Frik! This wasn't working!!!! Roy was desperately trying to rack his brain to find an idea when Ice pick came his way. It hit his hand as he brought it up to defend himself. Blood came out but it was a small scratch. Roy Fell backward and a weird gurgling/ sputtering nois. Roy reloaded his rifle set it next to him pulled out his glocks and waited for one or all of them to come and finish off a "wounded" man. He leaned back against the wall in absolute silence concentrating very hard on picking up the vampires movement without sight. He breathed very deeply and awaited the barrage of attacks which was sure to come.

Despite a couple grazing shots and close calls (mainly on Jimbo), both vampires dodged up the crates and wall to avoid the fire. As Jaime ducked into cover, both of them advanced, Ricks flipping around one of his knives and Jimbo pulling out his hammer. Both of them shot at the area the cyborg had gone into for cover, bullets blasting through the weak wood of the crate to give a chance at doing some damage. They'd be on him in a matter of seconds, shooting at him from close range and slashing and smacking at him with their weapons.

Scrubs was still out, maybe even dead; he wasn't really sure himself. Don, however, was in top form. Bounding over several barrels, he began to empty his entire magazine the moment Roy's body came into view. After the gun was spent, he simply dropped it to grab his blade. He wasn't sure whether or not he'd need it, but it payed to be prepared.

Jaime started retreating as soon as he got back into cover; he ran back to his ally and used burst fire to keep his opponents at bay. He moved back into cover about three feet from his partner, the ex-Royal Marine Commando wasn’t in a good mood by this point. The mission wasn’t going well, and he needed to try and take out to the strongest of the Vampires before anything else. He threw a box to the right of him at the Category D with ease; it was heavy and if it hit it would at least put him on his ass. “COME ON THEN YOU PRICKS, I’LL DO FER ALL OF YOU YER VAMPIRIC BASTARDS!” he shouted as he fired, trying to antagonise and make them slip up “if you really were men you wouldn’t need to gang up on us you pussies!”

Roy's attention was completely diverted when he heard the soft sounds of the vampire scum running towards him. He opened his eyes and moved to the left. In the midst of the vampire emptying his clip into Roy Jaime appeared close to Roy. Roy's initial move to the left had saved his life. A bullet grazed his neck and burnt his flesh a little. But once Roy got a visual of his opponent he was able to slightly better calculate the bullets trajectory. He moved quickly from left to right and then preparing himself to spring forward he was hit again in the calf this bullet tore through some muscle but did no serious damage. A couple other bullets grazed over the top of his shoulder one along his rib cage and then another one clipped the bottom of his hair line and left the very strong scent of burnt hair in the air.

While all of this was going on very fast Roy taking the bullets like a true champion only prepared himself to launch at the vampire. But when he was about to fling himself forward his gave way and he settled for a quick roll towards the vampire as he dropped his weapon.

Now almost under the vampire Roy took his two pistols and started firing up and only very slightly angled at the vampire as he was very close to him. While his Glocks had held seventeen blessed hollow point bullets.

Roy would unload his guns completely at Don screaming fiercely as he did so. Regardless of what happened unless he was stopped he would roll back to where his rifle was at when he was done.

Don was disappointed; that human was still alive. He missed his target, getting shot a few times in the stomach and leg region to go with it. Though he was slowed down for a time, he was in no way defeated. Half lunging and half crawling, he came back at Roy, slashing at the air as he went. Elsewhere, Scrubs had died.

Ricks and Jimbo were disappointed at this coward's aversion to being shot at. Dropping his empty revolver, Jimbo took out his hammer while Ricks simply reloaded with his last magazine. As they pursued, a large box hit Jimbo in the face, dropping him to the ground as he cursed and tried to shake off the confusion. Ricks continued advancing, taking quick but precise shots at Jaime. Using up half his magazine, he advanced much more quickly, going for his left side with his knife. Roy was of no concern to him.

Moving aside from the shots as they came, Jaime got ready for the Category B’s attack to come; it had a knife drawn and was ready to attack the Marine. But Jaime wasn’t entirely helpless, he was strong and he was ready. His left hand brought his shotgun to bear as he twisted just in time to react to the Vampires advance, as it was sawn-off it would be safe to fire it without being in risk of shrapnel hurting his comrade. While concentrating enough of a blast to cause some damage to the Vampire, he fired both of the barrels at his opponents chest then began to move back from his opponent

Roy as soon he counted off his last bullet threw both of his guns down as he used his hands to help propel and push himself back over to his fully reloaded rifle. Don's knife missed him by a good deal. Once Roy was back to where his rifle was. He fired his only round of blessed and silver bullets towards Don from a comfortable position on the floor where he used his left arm to hold the gun steady and to help him aim. Roy fired ten bullets at this vampire. a good four at his chest then three at his head. Lastly another three at his chest.

(OOC) Jaime has to edit his post, so hold off on that, Roy.

Jimbo recovered from his boxing injury, healing from the bruises and broken jaw to dash forward and strike at the cyborg's head with his hammer. At the same time, Ricks was blow back by the shotgun blast, doing some major damage to his stomach. Though he'd need to rest to fully heal up, he could still shoot, and he did just that as he unloaded the remaining bullets at Jaime.

On the other side, Don was grazed by the first shot, a hole blown into his left shoulder. After that, though, he knew enough to move the hell out of the way and take cover. His arm was going to be out of commission for a good while, the silver inhibiting his regeneration powers. That didn't stop him, however, from hopping over his protective crate once the shots stopped coming to take a downward stab at Roy.

Stumbling back a pace Jaime gasped slightly, one of the hit him in the right thigh while the others went over his shoulder into some crates. Jaime heard the other vampire running towards him and rather than letting the pain incapacitate him he turned to face him, the bum leg was a handicap yet his left leg made up for some of it. He dropped his SMG. Jaime quickly reloaded his shotgun with a speed that showed a lot of practice as he turned he kept it in his right hand, his opponent took a swing at his head, The Cyborg held his ground and allowed his body to drop as the wide swing went over his head by a nails breadth. Jaime shoved his shotgun at his opponent’s stomach, the Cyborg then let both of his shells go. His leg was hurting and felt stiff, yet his adrenaline kept him on top. “DIE YOU BASTARD” he screamed in agony, death had just been narrowly evaded and now wasn’t a time to allow himself to panic.

Ha! Don dove at him when he took a slight break in his shots. This fool vampire dove right at him and right when his feet left the ground Roy kicked off against the wall propelling himself forward and under the body of Don.

Roy took his finger off the trigger for only a moment to avoid shooting himself. Or his ally. Roy kept low until he hit those crates that Don previously hid behind. As he hit them his back rolled back against him and now he was sitting his wounded legs facing Don and his back against the crates.

As Roy started to sit up he began firing his rifle at Don from what he hopped was a back shot.

Cyborgs annoyed Jimbo; all wire-like and metal. Trying to shoot him was annoying, too. Kicking the shotgun up, the blast only took out his shoulder and blew him away. Hopefully, the gun would come out of the soldier's hand after that. His job done, Jimbo decided he'd take a nap while he tried to heal, and he did just that. Ricks continued repairing his stomach, taking out his second to to be ready for when he could move again.

Don landed, getting shot several times. He tossed his knife while he went down, aiming for the center of Roy's chest. He didn't live long enough to see if it hit, though, and he died.

Jaime allowed the shotgun to leave his hand and land just behind him; he left the Vampire as it went into its hibernation state. He got another magazine from his belt as he picked up his SMG that was just behind him, he got to his feet and loaded and cocked his weapon. The Cyborg began walking closer towards the downed B with all the speed he could muster with his leg, Jaime wasn’t far from him and within a few seconds he was around three paces from him with his weapon shouldered. Taking five aimed shots at the things head to make sure it was dead; he then turned and emptied the rest of his rounds at the D’s chest. Jaime wouldn’t let himself rest until he was sure the things were done, it was his job.

Roy continued his raising into a sitting position into a lying down position. It was an unstopped movement partly cause he was to tired to stop himself, partly cause he was smart. As it was the knife Don's last parting gift for his dear old slayer decided to lodge itself into Roy's rib. It pierced skin but barely went in any farther than that as it hit one of hismags carrying twenty bullets that he had splayed across his chest. Roy thanking the lord God in holy high heaven, simultaneously reloaded both of his pistols one of which with the silver ammo he had brought for it.

He saw that Jaime was doing well and that most of the blood squirting at him wasn't from his partner. Roy holstered his silver equipped gun and arose using the crate for support and then a seat with his gun held outward waiting to see which of the vampires posed the greatest threat.

(OOC) Too lazy to switch accounts.

Everyone died. The end.