Ventus' Zombieland

Balaur asked, "Hey, where d'you think they get their gas from?" Simple matter to ignite it and kill them all where they stood.

<Why did I picture Balaur as Onaga from Mortal Kombat Deception when I posted in here?>

<I dunno. Fire? Ice? Some combination of both? I supremely would not know.>

Nick shook his head, "I'm not letting these ***holes off that easy. Follow me on my signal." He jumped over the crest of the hill and slid down the side of the hill to the wall of the base. He switched to his claws as coils of black muscle bound around his legs.

Baluar. GO LOUD! He said telepathically as he vaulted the wall and landed in the facility dicing a soldier to pieces as he landed.

Balaur roared as he turned into his full-dragon form, which now swirled red with white-blue, and flew straight down at the copters and tanks, swinging his claws, trying to kill anything he could see.

<No, Onaga was the dragon king, which, I guess is why.>

While Balaur dealed with the enemy armor, Nick destroyed anything slightly humanoid to appear from the base with brutal claw strokes.

Balaur roared again before blasting the building, bathing it in fire.

Nick flipped backwards as he summoned a Persona card, "Horseman ride forth! DEATH!!!" He roared as the building was absolutly leveling a blast of dark energy. He dismissed Death as his claws retracted back into human hands, he was still shaking with anger, sadness, fear, loss. So many conflicting emotions tore the young man apart.

Balaur saw Nick shaking and softened. He flew down, changed back and asked, "Hey, you a'right?"

Nick shook his head, "I'm... I'm not sure." He fell to his knees. "I have so many questions... Why was I given this power? Why wasn't I strong enough to protect them? Why did I gain this?" His hand mutated into a black sledgehammer before changing back to normal.

Balaur replied, "It doesn't really matter much. That crap's all done. Best thing's just ta deal with it. Ya need a ride back?"

Nick nodded as he stood and looked skyward, "I'll finish this. Maria, Eric, I'm doing this for you." He shot a bright smile skyward, "From now on, I'm not giving up, I'm not giving in. I'll keep going no matter what. Just watch me. I'll fix this." He heard a tune play through the wind from somewhere following them, "I will keep on.. I will <WOW, I seriously forgot the name of my own backstory OC that really isn't important>"

Nick seemed to have a renewed energy about him that shown his true determination.
"Let's go, Balaur." Nick started to sprint back at ludicrous speed keeping up with Balaur's flight speed.

Balaur followed him back. His sense of direction had improved, but beyond what the other dragons had seen, it still wasn't that great.

Necro let go of Naoto and stood up. "I should probably get the ship off ground. Don't want any zombies getting to it." He began to walk towards the cockpit, R1 not far behind. He stopped at a door and turned to Naoto. "You coming?" he asked gently.

Nick and Balaur arrived just as Necro got up, "We're back. Hopefully that'll teach them that you NEVER hurt my friends."

Naoto nodded following Neceo silently.

Balaur cracked his knuckles. "And I blew something up. No freakin' idea what it was, but I blew somethin' up."

Necro arrived at the cockpit and sat in the pilot chair. He reached for the controls and soon the ship rose off the ground after the door sealed shut. He then flew to the nearest SAFE building that was big enough to hold the ship and landed. Once the ship was off, he turned in his chair to Naoto. "Think you'll be okay?"

Naoto nodded, "I'll be fine... I'm just thinking about things."

Nick smirked, "A rather large Apathy Project installation." He said answering what Balaur had destroyed.

Necro walked over and put a hand on Naoto's shoulder, offering a comforting smile. "Believe me, I understand if you don't want to talk about it. To be honest, it took a lot for me to show you my face, let alone tell you so much about myself. When ever you want to talk, I'm here."

Naoto gave Necro a sad smile, "Thank you, Necro. I'll talk to you once I get my head straight."

I touched my eyes, kneading them from fatigue. I need sleep I guess but until the next new moon I was going to have to power through it. 'Just think calming thoughts before you end up lighting this place on fire.' I told myself as I entered my vevlet room.

"Alright," Necro replied before giving her a slight pat on the shoulder. "For now I'll give you some time alone. Come on, R1." With that, both Jedi and droid left the room, leaving Naoto to think in peace.

Lixan appeared, bloodied and beaten. "Holy ****!" He walked inside the building and managed to make it to Nick before his legs gave out. He was able to sputter out, "...made...it." before passing out.

Camo caught him and laid him on the floor. "Dia" Talon said as a Dark blue and black persona spread it wings then a green healing engery surrounded Lixan.