Night Terrors (Jeannie)

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High above the surface of the earth, a massive space station revolved in its orbit. It was the headquarters to a legion of superheroes. And it was riddled with corridors and chambers with numerous purposes...

Currently, however, only two life forms resided on the installation. Within the structure's very own cafeteria, two piles of soiled dishes signalled that these two had similar appetites.

Now though, they had finished eating and each began to grow bored.

Cory Jardin, dressed in a station issued jumpsuit and a cloth wrap around his head, stood and began to pace. He rubbed the bandage, the portion that covered his left eye with his knuckle. The pain of nerve death that had once burned there seemed to have lessened as his tissue was rebuilt.

Deciding the bandage was no longer necessary, the young meta began unwrapping it. Soon enough, the fresh organ was laid bare. The skin around his eye was pale, common when he had to regrow his skin. His eye had some trouble focussing for a while but soon was good as new.

"Ah...perfect," Jardin mused. Turning back to his fellow meta, he said, "So, I don't know about you but I am frankly getting tired of this heep." Pointing his thumb back the way that had originally come, back to the corridores that lead to a teleporter room, he added, "Care to help me figure out how to get back planetside?"

Jeannie follows Jardin to the teleporter room
huh ok,hey your eye and colds better,that's good,lets seehuh Jeannie looks around at the teleporter stuff lets see if I remember star track right we stand on them disk things and flashlights send us places, need to figure out how to program it don't want land in a volcano of something,maybe there a teleports for dummies book around here some were Jeannie looks around for a instructions of some kind.

she finds a large book in a cabinet then starts reading good thing she's a quick learner or they'd be here awhile after awhile she starts pushing buttons the room lights up and there a clunking sound as her motorcycle appear on in the teleporter,Jeannie runs over and hugs her bikeyay mr.cycle i though I lost you! happy that she got her bike back and that her test of the teleporter worked she smiles and turns to lee ok mr.lee I think I got it figured out now the questions were we want to teleports to, were should we go?

A little perplexed that Jeannie managed to figure out the machine so quickly, Jardin managed to shrug it off after a brief pause. "Guess the boss figured that locals would be using this place. It does have a Wachtower vibe..."

Stepping up to the console, the meta continued. "I actually have a stash house in L A I'd like to go to." Indicating the jumpsuit, he added, "As stylish as these threads are, they are a bit...conspicuous for my taste."
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In a flash of light, Jardin now stood before a disused garage with a chain link fence, a "Forclosed" sign and rusted out carcasses of old vehicles.

And in a flash of "oh son-of-a-" Jardin was doubled over, heaving what was left of brunch onto the pavement. "Fuck teleportation..."

Luckily, the area was rundown and most people had left this portion of "Nowhere." No one had seen the spectacle. No cars drove by in either direction, none were heard on any of the nearer streets and almost no city noise reached this particular place.

Straightening up, Jardin muttered something about needing to grab some things. Quickly climbing the fence, he landed within the enclosure. A few easy steps brought him to the office door and he slipped inside.

Stuffed into an oil trap were a pair of duffle bags. One contained valuables, things he knew he would have to fence soon. He did not want this bag. Instead, he took the other bag, this one containg a change of cloths: a gray crew shirt, black jeans, sneakers, a pair of gloves.

Out the way he had come, Jardin paused to talk with Jeannie. "Where were you going to head from here? I personally have some business with those vamps I need to finish." Jardin was thinking of a few priceless keepsakes that had vanished whej he had been captured...

Jeannie thinks about his question huh lets see my job was to stop the strange murders and the vampires are the reason for that,so my job isn't done let till there all dust plus they hurt you and I don't let people get away with hurting my friends so now I got two reasons to get them so I'll be buffy you be angel and will slay some vampires, just make sure your still has his soul angel don't want you turning evil on me

Jeannie looks around huh hopefully lee knows where they are as she knows quite lost, directions have never been her strong suit, looking around building  huh she thought her friends base would be fancy oh wellso do you got any stuff to fight vampires here? if not will have to go shopping and get some bigger guns there appear to be a lot of those guys in their holes, didn't count on that.

Jardin could not help but laugh.  "From what I saw, you looked like you were handling yourself quite well until the boys started measuring..."  He trailed off, not finishing his quip.  "Anyway, If you think we need more gear...I think I know a guy who can help us..."
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In another part of the city, Jardin found himself passing into the basement of a poorly maintained residential building in another poorly maintained neighborhood.  It was dimly lit but the meta had little trouble seeing.

Being a career criminal, even if you were just a thief, meant you came into contact with certain nodes of the underworld.  This included arms dealers.

These particular dealers seemed to be a pair of clichés: two hispanic men, one with long hair, graphic tee, leather jacket and jeans; the buzz and goatie, sleeveless shirt and sweats.  The better dressed one had a Desert Eagle tucked into his pants and made quite a show of having it.

"See anything you like, hommes?" Buzz asked.  Eagle stayed near the door, cheap security.  Jardin had found himself in a rather well stocked weapons armory and began scanning the stockpile.  On a table against one wall were dozens of handguns and machine pistols.  In a nearby rack were SMGs and rifles.  Mostly ArmaLite patterns with welding scars: likely some fool trying to make himself an M16...amateurs.

Next came heavier weapons, true machine guns and the like.  Jardin knew what he was looking for and found it here.  The FN Minimi, 5.56mm light machine gun.  Favored SAW of the US Army.  "This," Jardin said, examining his choice, "should do quite nicely."  He also grabbed seven boxes of ammunition to go with it.

It all ended up in a gym bag the "shopkeeper" provided.  "I'll take this Gerber as well," Jardin said, slipping a black bladed machete in with it.

The young thief turned to the bounty hunter.  "Pick your preference, my dear.  My treat." He could not help but give her a toothy grin.

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Jeannie smiles like a kid in a candy story looking at all the weapons lee friends have for them yay Christmas came early this year she begins grabbing all kinds of toys "HELL KITTY" KAC SR-15E3 MOD1 IWS it's her favorite color too,some more more bullets for her berrettas,some MP5K, Milkor Grenade launcher some white phosphorus grenades,incendiary ammo, Thermite Grenades vampires don't like fire so Jeannie grabs all the flame inducing stuff she can find these guys are good they even had a flamethrower so she add it to her pile of stuff then she then looks at the table of bladed weapons here lee got his machete she usually prefers smaller knives easier to conceal but you need to cut their heads off and she might need something bigger after digging around she finds a katana yay she was watching ninja movies the other day and totally knows how one of this work okay think that's it ,time to bust up the bad guys

Jeannie smiles gathering her pile of weapons almost as big as she is,she hopes lee has enough money will he should know what happens when you go shopping with a girl and tell her she can get whatever she wants now if she had a can of pink spray paint so they'd match the rest of her toys

"You know?" Jardin said taking not of the explosives that Jeannie had decided to pick out.  "I completely forgot to pick out some grenades for myself.  Good catch."  He quickly added some to his bag.

"That's fifteen-hundred, man.  You got that much cash on you?"  The shopkeeper had given Jardin an odd look, then passed Jeannie an unnervingly predatory look.

Much to the the man's chagrin, Jardin interrupted his fantasy, saying, "You know, I just think I might..."  He began rifling through a wallet he had pulled from his back pocket.

The shopkeeper had a double take.  "Woah!  Is that my wallet?" he asked.  He seemed rather agitated now.

Jardin made a show of pausing to think.  "You know," he mused.  "I think it might be."  Tossing the empty "leather" back to the man, he continued to toy with him.  "But than that would make this-" he said, using some slight of hand to summon something he would quickly toss to the shopkeeper.  "-your watch.  And this would be your buddy's gun."

As he spoke, he had seemed to pull the .50 cal from thin air, pressing the muzzle to the thug's forehead.  Seeing the issue, and thinking he was "all that," the guard finally rushed in. In an instant he was down, bleeding from the temple where the barrel of his own Desert Eagle had struck him.

Not wasting time, Jardin swung the weapon back, knocking the shopkeeper cold. "Desert Eagle," the thief commented. "Makes a better hammer than handgun."

"Five-finger discount," Jardin explained as he began rifling through each of the men's pocket.

He eventually found a disposable cellphone. Indicating another gym bag, Jardin told Jeannie to put her gear in the "holdall" as he typed in a 3-digit number. Time to show of his acting skills. "Oh god, you gotta help me!" he said to the dispatcher. He tried to sound as pathetic as he could. "These two guys kidnapped me and I...I-I-I don't know where I am and...oh fu-" Jardin cut himself off by firing two shots into the wall.

Dropping both the phone and the gun, the thief hoisted his bag over his shoulder. Indicating the exit, Jardin began to lead the way back to the nest from last night. They would be long gone by the time the police arrived...

...SWATing was fun...

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Jeannie is quite by amused with her friends magic tricks clapping her hands cheeringso are you a wizard Mr. lee? can you teach me how you did that making stuff disappear and pop up? that was great.

huh she is kinda confused as she thought the gun guys were friends guess she bought too much and lee didn't have money, but lee tricked them and called the cops before they left so they must have been bad guys cause lee called the cop as they left huh she should checked her notebook of wanted posters they could have been worth something oh well.

so what's the plan? I was thinking to find the vampires guys base and blow it up! I love kabooms!!!

At the comment on his skill, Jardin simply said, "I just happen to be very skilled with my hands."

Keeping his eyes forward, Jardin began to critique Jeannie's plan.  "Not a bad idea, over all.  Just a few problems..."

Adjusting his bag, the thief turned.  "First, we don't know where it is.  You can't blow up something you haven't found...Second, we don't have the ordinances to level a building."

Turning away, Jardin continued on.  "Last," he began, again not looking at the hunter.  "This group has been keeping humans as food in one nest.  It's likely doing the same in its central nest.  So unless you want a bunch of inno..."  Jardin stopped moving, stopped talking.  He eased his eyes shut and waited.

Then he bent over, sneezing hard.  "Dabn,"" Jardin muttered.  "I deed to bake a stob at a 'ardware store."
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After a stop to buy a $20 respirator, courtesy of the gang thugs from earlier, he led the way back to the old nest.  It seemed the fight between the pair of "gods" had gone elsewhere as the building remained intact.

Voice muffled by the plastic device, Jardin explained the plan: "The fangs from last night probably headed back to wherever they started. You should try and find a trail. I'll have a look around for other clues." With that, the meta began to wander about, paying careful attention for shiny things...though not in the way a thief would.

huh, good thing lee's here to do the heavy thinking she didn't think about them parts, huh, wonder what's with the funny mask she thinks maybe his germaphobic will they are chasing dead guys.

find the trail find the trail, lee most have known she's half puppy dog so Jeannie goes about sniffing the building. ewwy so nasty bloody, rotting corpse smell got be something useful.bingo!!!!!!!! Jeannie runs over to a spot on the floor open says Jeannie,she tugs open a hidden trapdoor then jumps up and down excited pointing at itlooky what I found bet it goes to the tunnels we were in before maybe they use it to connect their hideouts you know so they can move around during the day, so we just got follow it back to wherever it goes then we gots them!

Meanwhile, Jardin had been pacing around the "pantry," the place he had been kept with his fellow prisoners.  His gaze took in the room, taking in every detail.  Unconciously, a song came to mind and he began to hum along with the verse of "Sacrimony."

Then he saw it, a glint of reflected light off something metallic.  In the low light of the room, the result of only one lightbulb, it was easy to miss.  Unless you had night vision, that is.

The glint turned out to be a St. Nicholas medallion.  Cast in silver, Jardin was surprised the monsters had left it behind.  That was, until he noticed the lingering stench of burnt flesh.  So, vampires WERE allergic to silver.  Good to know.

Slipping the chain on again, Jardin heard his ally call out.  He found no trace of his rosary.  It had been steel rather than silver so they may have kept it for...whatever.

After one more once-over, the thief rejoined Jeannie.  He studied the hole as she explained...

"Not a bad find," he said.  Slinging his bag down, Jardin opened it to get at his machete.  It only hissed as it left its sheath: the ringing sound that blades make in movies is made by grinding the edge of a blade to a steal-mouthed scabbard...not a good option in real life.

Reslinging his bag, Jardin said, "Ladies first?"  It was more a question than suggestion.  He was reluctant to send Jeannie ahead; chivalry after all.  But even without his mask, Jardin could not track as well as the hunter so he would have to rely on he nose...

okay look out fang faces here we come!jeannie pulls out one of her grenades and plops it down the shaft putting her ear to the floor she listens to the sounds of it bursting into flames when they're no sounds of flaming vampires screaming and she can feel the heat through the floor no more she decides it's safe for them to enter. it might have been a little extreme, but she'd rather be safe than sorry.

she pulls the machine gun out of her bag and leads the way down the hole. her eyes glowing brightly in the dim light she looks around then smells the air deciding which why the vampires went agh she's going to bed bath and beyond when this is done gets some nice candles to get this icky blood smell of her system she's quite tired of it. so they go throw the tunnel Jeannie stopping ever now and then to sniff around and make sure there going the right way. finally, she gets to the end of the path and finds another door she makes an ssh motion to lee putting her to her mouth and sits the gun down pulling out her sword and pokes it openbe very very quiet I'm hunting wabbitsshe pokes her head up so her eyes peek over the edge looking around she checks to see if the cost is clear and see's if the cost is clear seeing nothing but box push it up all the way, she grabs her gun and puts her sword back in sheath and climbs out the must be in a storage room looking around smiles getting an idea you said there might be prisoners her to right? so I got a plan I so we can sneak around and free them I saw it on a video game!grabbing a big box she empties it out then ducks down putting it over her head right know find you one and follow me will be inconspicuous cardboard box they'll never see coming Jeannie then comically waddles out of the storage room in her box stopping ever know and then to make sure no one's looking then moving some more solid snake box technique for the win

Before climbing after the bounty hunter, Jardin arranged his gear: his machete and scabbard moved to his left hip, the machinegun to his hand, fed by a belt from the 200-round box fixed under it.  He climbed one handed, safetied weapon down.

Within the building, Jardin panned his weapon.  His adapted eyes could pierce the dark with ease; the dark was no one's friend.

When the hunter tried to use a box as cover, Jardin tried to hiss after her.  Muffled, he whispered, "No, Jeannie.  They can smell..."  His warning cut short as she kept going.

He began to follow, ignoring other boxes.  Jardin had never quite gotten into that franchise.  Not to mention a cardboard box could let you hide if you were surrounded by other cardboard boxes.  Otherwise it screamed "look at me!"

The next room seemed to be a garage like structure.  It happened to be full of over a dozen white vans.  Jardin quietly tucked against one of them at the sound of footsteps and voices.  Two voices, exactly.

"Oh, what the hell is that smell?" one of the vampires muttered.

The other vamp came around the tail end of a van first.  He was dressed in a leather vest, long shirt, and black jeans with boots.  His reply was, "Smells like someone left the hatch open."

The first speaker came now.  Dressed in a gray hoodie and blue jeans, he complained about the smell as the other ignored him.  He kept walking, even when "Vest" stopped at the oddly placed box.

Vest was now closer to Jardin's own hiding place as the younger had moved away.  Sniffing the air, the vampire detected a second scent and turned to the thief's hiding place.  He caught a machete through the neck for his trouble.

The younger vampire turned as his companion fell, in time to catch Jardin's next slash and he hurled the thief into the side of a van.  Jardin lost the weapons he had been holding in the tussle.

He was stuck grappling with a significantly stronger opponent...

so Jeannie sneaking along when she hears lee point out a flaw in her plan. she turns to go back to him to talk about it when she hears sounds and smells vampires.

Jeannie see's lee has decapitated one and is struggling with another Jeannie to the rescue! Jeannie pops out of her box and swings her gun in the direction of lee and the vampire surprise!!! Jeannie opens fire at her friends attacker yay Jeannie likes her new toy it's pretty powerful as the burst of bullets splatters the vampires head like a melon, unfortunately, splashing blood and brains on lee

opssies sorry lee didn't mean to cover you in goo, but that's better than being eaten right, so you ok? huh guess we need a new plan, your turn then

The gore on Jardin's face is irrelevant and he quickly wipes it away with his arm. Eyes clear, he moves quickly, retrieving his own weapons, machete to his hip, gun to hand. "Don't worry, I'm fine,"

Positioning himself behind a van, Jardin lined his sights up with the lane the parked vehicles formed. "Try taking a wiff of one of these vans. I think these vamps use them to bring back their prey." Glancing to Jeannie, he continued. "Then you can lead us to the right door one the first try."

The thief took a knee at the sound of a door bursting open. "But please hurry," he added. A squeeze produced four loud pops from his weapon, causing a hapless vamp coming around a corner to lose his head. "I would rather not be stuck doing all the work."

He would continued to fire off shots at any vamp to try and rush him...