The Capital of Brazil is not Buenos Aires. (Closed to Ember)

Sachin sighed. "Oh. Sorry." he said, seeing Gracie's face. "I'm sorry." he repeated nervously.

Meera blinked again. "What happened at your friends in Arizona?" She saw the tears welling up in Gracie's eyes. "Never mind. I don't know too many people here who speak Mandarin or write it, though a few know Cantonese. None of them would probably attack anyone." She turned to Andree. "My name's Meera, Andree. Sachin's cousin. Good to see you."

He started running quicker now. It didn't seem right. A normal human shouldn't move that quickly, as Gracie would note. As she continued the pursuit, he walked even quicker. Eventually, they reached a part of the mansion which was full of Indians. But they seemed generic. As though they were ripped off a random US show with Indian guys in it.

One glanced up. "Ah, Miss Daniels." he said, his voice having a mechanical echo to it. "We've been expecting you."

(Sorry it's short- the real action starts next post.)

One glanced up. "Frankly, we're just here doing what we have to. Our orders." he smiled apologetically, and then transformed. Into a robot, one which looked like a strange combination of a Terminator and geth, delicately and beautifully constructed. (Stats- Int 2, Str 3, Spd 3, Dur 2, EP 4 (shapeshifting), FS 3)

They pulled out various guns, pointing them toward Gracie. In a mechanical tone, the one she followed spoke, though it was difficult to see the difference between these robots. "I'm afraid our orders state we kill every Mankar in the vecinity, extra attention for Dr. Mankar. As you are not yet a Mankar, you will be allowed escape." he stated. "More of us will come." Now, swiftly, the speaker took the appearance of Sachin. "You cannot tell who we are."

Sachin was listening, and so was Andree and Meera. Sachin got up and started running, yelling at the top of his voice. "Get out now! We all need to get out now!" he yelled. But then gunshots rang out in the air as some family members transformed into robots, revealing that they really weren't family at all. Sachin was shot through the chest but continued running, the wound healing on the fly. Other surprised Indians weren't as lucky. The Irish Indian guy was the first causality, being shot in the head, his blood spraying everywhere on the ground.

Soon, the ground was completely covered in blood. "Robots are after Father!" Sachin screamed in Hindi. "Just get out now!" Massive crowds formed, and a near stampede occurred as people tried to run out of the mansion as quickly as possible. Not all of them were getting out safely, but it seemed like some were. Then explosions also started occurring, Sachin stepping on what seemed like a land mine.

It seemed like the sun had covered Sachin's body. The explosion erupted around him, enveloping him, but he emerged from it, though he emerged on fire and losing a leg and parts of his side. The fire was slowly consuming him despite his healing.

He hobbled along despite lacking a leg and being on fire. "Mum! Papa! Dharun!" he yelled, looking around desperately for where they might be, ignoring the pain he felt right now. "Where are you!?" he screamed, his body smoking quite literally. Gracie could likely drain the fire off his body if she could get to him before he did something else that was stupid. Considering how he was prancing around out of cover and with no regard for his safety, that was likely.

Meera was intelligent, and got into cover behind the mansion walls. "We need to run too." she told Andree, starting to move out. Then she saw the burning Sachin standing there screaming for his family and her jaw dropped. "How on earth..." a bullet barely missed her head, diverting her attention. "No time to ask that. We need to run." she repeated, turning to Andree. "We won't be useful here against something we aren't fully sure of. Let's get as many people out as we can."

Andree's eyes widened an impressive amount as she heard Gracie being confronted by some robot thing. Oh, fuck, these bastards chose to attack the wrong girl. She thought to herself, fuming. Nobody. Touches. My. Friend. Friends and babies were Andree's berserk buttons. Nobody touched those if they wanted to stay alive with each of their limbs still connected to their body. She was going to make whoever was talking to Gracie right now pay dearly and regret being born in the first place. She wouldn't kill them, nor put them near death, but they would feel pain. Lots and lots of pain.

Andree covered her eyes with her arm as she saw Gracie come bursting through the smoking wall of the mansion. At this sight, she made her way over to her bag and unzipped one of them. She heard Meera speak to her and responded as the zipper hit the end of it's path. "Run? Not useful? You underestimate the power of a grenade launcher." She told her, pulling out the grenade launcher and the various forms of ammo. Her feet made little sound as she ran across to the mansion where Gracie and Sachin were. It took her only a second or so to reach it at her speed. Explosions launched up from the ground around her as she charged. Pumping the front handle towards her, she pulled the trigger and let loose an electrical grenade that smashed into an enemy behind Sachin, who was covered in flames.

Dharun nodded weakly, and fired into the crowd of robots. Not an easy feat, since he had never used a gun before. After a few bullets, he did what Sachin had done when he first met Gracie- he vomited. An older Indian man, one who looked rather East Asian in appearance, ran by, sighed in disgust and took over shooting. "I'll handle it from here." he said to Gracie in accented English, leading along various other members of the family, all who were dazed and confused and just terrified.

Sachin limped along. His trail was easy to follow- he was leaving a lot of blood and the smell of smoke from his burning flesh. "Mummy! Papa!" he yelled, looking desperately. He did see his father then, standing around somewhat casually with ten robots around him.

Mr. Mankar stroked his moustache. "So, you found me." he said. He did not sound surprised, just sad. "The rest didn't have to die. They were innocents."

"Our duty was to kill all Mankars. I'm afraid that included everyone."

Mankar glanced up and noted his son, noted him burning, but seemed entirely unfazed, though his lips carried a smile. "Run." he ordered his son. "You can't fight this battle, even with your powers."

Sachin was barely able to get out a "You knew?" when his father was blasted in the face. Then everywhere else on his body too. It was actually quite brief- in seconds, Mankar was hardly recognisable.

Sachin went berserk. He wasn't sure what he was thinking, or perhaps he simply wasn't thinking. But he tackled one robot, allowing himself to be hit by bullets, and having them sink inside his body. He was already burning, the additional aim could be ignored.

So when Gracie followed the blood trail, she'd see what was left of Mankar on the ground. And see Sachin rip off a robot's hand with his hand, and use the other to snatch the gun out of the robot's hand and fire at the others. 90% of the shots went wild. But 10% hit, and they hit well, dropping two more robots.

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Sachin growled at Gracie, roughly shoving her aside despite her attempts to help, punching her in the gut harshly so she wouldn't be able to stop him for a bit. He had destroyed all the robots in the immediate area, and now that the fire was gone he could regenerate easily. He grew his legs and arms back, walking further down the aisle in a sort of trance. He wasn't thinking at all, he was solely powered by pure rage. He shot at a robot he saw coming, and then stomped on it until it fizzed out and died, changing into it's true form.

"They're all going to die now. All going to die now." he murmured as a chant of sorts, stomping on the corpse though it was far past dead now. "I didn't stop it, so they're all going to die now." He didn't seem to notice Gracie anymore, and continued walking deeper into the wrecked mansion.

For Andree and Meera, different things were happening. They were out in the open, so they had bullets coming down at them from the roof. One hit Meera in the back, causing her to fall down to the floor before another hit her neck.

As Andree kept running, Dharun and a few others ran up to her. "What are we going to do?" the panicked Dharun asked, all arrogance replaced by fear.

Andree had not seen what had become of Mr. Mankar. Everyone trying to get away was overloading her senses. gunfire was raining down on her and Meera from the roof. Andree was getting lucky and wasn't hit by any of them. But, unlike her, Meera was hit in the back. Quickly taking aim with her grenade launcher, she hit the roof with an explosive one to destroy them. She rushed over to Meera but it was too late. The grenade could not stop bullets in mid air. One of them that had been fired before had lodged itself into her neck. Andree looked horrified. She hated watching people get hurt, especially when it resulted in death. But the situation did not allow her to mourn the fallen girl, especially when people came to her looking for directions. "Get out of here-AH!" She ordered them as a bullet lodged itself in her leg. A howl of pain escaped her as she went down on the ground. Blood started to seep from the bullet wound in her leg. In order to stop her leg from bleeding, she ripped off some fabric from Meera's clothing and tied it around her calf. In order to stop the need to scream, she shoved a fistful of grass in her mouth. It was gross but she needed something to chew, a habit she had when she was in pain.

The havoc was dying down as she pulled herself across the grass, not feeling up to standing just yet. She could hear and see Gracie's signal and crawled towards it, as fast as she was able to. Eventually, she arrived next to Gracie and Sachin. She propped herself up against a wall and started to try and lower her breathing, she was panting from the crawl.

The Indian with the gun sighed. "So you're superpowered, huh? I'd be fascinated by this, but this isn't the time or place to discuss it. You did the best you could. Some people were left in there, but I don't blame you, you did your absolute best-"

"Who was left?" Sachin snapped angrily. "Who was it?" he yelled, seeing the other man's fidgeting and quiet.

The armed man sighed. "Many people were there. But I'll cut to the point you want. Your mother was in there. Your mother's dead, Sachin." he said, laying a comforting hand on his shoulder, before Sachin angrily shoved it off. He was furious. Absolutely furious. Sadness would come later. Right now, it was just pure and absolute anger.

He wanted to kill whoever attacked his family. He wanted to crush them and murder them slowly, healing them while they burned. But since that couldn't happen, he unleashed rage on the next person who tried to comfort him- Gracie.

"Why the fuck didn't you hold up the barrier longer?" he yelled at her in their private language. "If you had done that, my mum would have been still alive! Alright? I would have had her, even if I didn't have my dad! And why couldn't you help me save my dad? He helped people! He was a doctor like I should have been!" he stomped on the ground in pure frustration. "If I had fucking done that, maybe this wouldn't have happened! If you had helped save them, I'd have parents! I wouldn't be a fucking orphan like you!" he raged, kicking a nearby tree.