15 floors of ass kicking [NR]

He flew twice as fast as he did in his old suit. He wasn't using the cape in this new suit, because he started to think that it made him look stupid in his old one. Now wasn't the time to be thinking about super hero shit. He had to get Cala away from these ass holes.

The signal from the single nanoid in Cala's bloodstream was leading him to a 15 story building near the outskirts of Edge. Vigilante sped towards the ground and landed on the pavement before the building with a boom. There was a small quake, signaling his arrival. Cala was on the top floor. All of the floors were sure to have people who were going to try and stop him. he could have scanned the place, but his anger was preventing him from playing this smart. The time to put this new suit to it's limits was now!

"Super Mode" came to life, causing the suit to begin giving off a bright glow. The sounds of the circuits and machinery being pushed to their maximum output were heard, and V began to feel stronger and faster than he'd ever felt in his life. He left off the Kinetic energy that he'd been building on his way here, blasting open the front entrance and accelerating his way into the first floor.

Super Mode:

The first guy who came his way was kicked with the force that instantly broke his jaw. He went flying backwards, crashing into others that were headed his way, and they all went down like bowling pins. A punch was delivered to someone else, the impact making a loud BOOM sound, and seemed to shake the whole building. Bodies went flying through walls, making big messes and clouds of smoke. Vigilante was moving far too fast through the first floor for any of these guys to land a hit on him. He moved so fast that to them, it seemed like multiple people were assaulting their building. Bodies were flying down halls, through walls, and out of windows. With the first floor clear, Vigilante moved to the second.


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"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?! Pull up the video monitors, quick!", yelled the Leader as he felt the entire building shake and heard several loud booms from the floors below. It sounded like they were being attacked, a full assault by tanks or something, and yet the video monitors outside showed nothing at all.

He shoved one of his goons straight out of their chair and took its place as he began to surf through the many stories of the building. He saw a lot of dust on the first floor and bodies flying. It looked like an army was attacking his people but all he could pick up on was one person who was glowing. "Get the prisoner! We need to figure out who this is!", he yelled to one of his goons who went over to the cell they kept Cala in. The goon unlocked the door and dragged the female out by her arm, not caring if she was still unconscious or not.

The leader went over to the female and backhanded her. "Wake up, damnit. RIGHT NOW!", the man roared. "Tell me who that is on the monitor!" In his haste and hurry he bumped into the intercom button that often allowed him to speak to the building as a whole. This of course meant that his voice could be heard throughout the entire building, as well as anything that was said in the room he was in.

Cala had been completely unconscious still from that punch to her head but as the building began to shake and loud booms filled the air she awoke. Before she could even attempt to comprehend what was going on she was grabbed by the arm and dragged out of the cell that had been her home since she had been kidnapped. She felt the back of the leaders hand smack into the side of her face and the ring of it filled her ears for several seconds: she was really getting tired of being smacked around.

She looked up to the monitor and saw what looked to be someone, who was glowing, kicking major ass. People were flying through walls, down hallways, it was just utter and complete destruction. The rage that seemed to be showing through the actions of physical violence made her guess who it was - even if she didn't recognize the new suit or the glow - but she wasn't about to tell these assholes around her a damn thing.

"I'll tell you something... ", she started, that lunatic grin of hers crossing her face despite the circumstances. "You should run while you've still got the chance..."

"YOU MOTHER FUCKERS ARE ALL GONNA DIE!!"

For some reason he could hear what was going on on the top floor as he made it to the second floor. The suited individuals up here had guns. Guns didn't matter. Punches and kicks were launched. The second floor began to be torn apart just as the first was. An uppercut met the bottom of the chin of a goon, sending him upwards, while his other hand unleashed a shot of Adhesive, which caused him to be stuck to the ceiling. V shot a line of adhesive into the chest of another goon, then grabbed it and swung him in circles, slamming him into other goons, furniture, walls, and whatever else got in the way. After 3 revolutions the goon was a bloody mess, and V didn't know if he was still alive or not. He released the line and let the goon fly through another wall and outside. All the while, the bullets being fired at him ricochet harmlessly off of his suit.

A big guy in a suit came running towards V, and V blast himself directly toward him too. He tackled the big man and kept going, slamming through wall after wall, goon after goon, each impact seemingly causing the whole building to shake. V changed directions and flew upwards, right through the ceiling, making a big mess of drywall, metal and dust. He was causing thousands of dollars in property damage, but did he care? Hell no. He released his hold on the big guy and spun to the right, allowing the heel of his foot to smash into his skull. He went tumbling and rolling across the 3rd floor, taking several others with him.

Females were screaming and running away as V started to kick the asses of those in the current room he was in on the 3rd floor.


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The Templar Leader looked over to his goons and motioned towards the gun cabinet. "Suit up with everything that's in there."

"You expect us to fight that thing?!"

"If it comes in here I expect you to do your damned job and watch my back. Call in the helicopter while you're at it! It shouldn't be too far away."

Three of the goons went over to strap up with goons while the fourth made the phone call. "We need the helicopter now. I don't care if you have to refuel it. We'll stop somewhere. Just get the damn thing here, now!" The goon paused as if listening to what was being said on the other end. "Uh huh, yeah. HURRY!" He then slammed the receiver down and looked towards his boss. "The E.T.A is five minutes, boss."

The Templar Leader looked around in a panic as he saw on the monitors that this glowing thing had reached the third floor and was causing enough destruction to keep the building shaking and unstable. There would be no fixing this place, and no coming back to it when this was all over with. He then looked over to Cala and kicked her in the ribs as she lay there on the floor. "THIS IS YOUR DAMNED FAULT! COME HERE, WE'RE GONNA FIX THIS RIGHT NOW!" The Templar Leader hauled her up and dragged her towards the cabinet where their experiment drugs were kept...

Cala watched from her position on the floor as the goons ran around, not likely understanding that bullets weren't going to stop Vigilante from getting to her - not with his current mood. It was clear he was willing to kill to get to her, and that sort of rage meant they stood no chance. She watched on the monitor as Vigilante reached the third floor in the most violent of fashions.

The Leader was in the background ordering a helicopter, but she doubted that it was going to take V more than five minutes to get up here at the rate in which he was moving. Then she was suddenly being kicked in the ribs and the already cracked rib caused her to holler in pain; her voice echoing easily across the loud speakers positioned throughout the building.

Then she was being dragged across the room and towards what looked to be a bunch of medicine. She hooked her legs around a nearby table that was bolted into the floor, attempting to stop the leader from dragging her the whole way over. "GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!", she yelled at.

"YOU'RE A DEAD MAN YOU PIECE OF SHIT!! YOU HEAR ME!!!?"

A kick broke the neck of a goon, causing his head to bend in a fashion that it wasn't supposed to. His body rag dolled across the room. Adhesive was sprayed into the faces of several others. They all went down and struggled to try and get whatever that shit was off, but it was in vain. Little did they know, struggling only made it more sticky.

"YOU'RE DEAD!!!"

Walls and furniture exploded as V made his way into the next room. Some of the goons gave up on trying to fight whoever this glowing man was, and chose to run away, while those loyal to the order kept fighting, kept shooting. The bullets that did manage to hit him only bounced off, and the damage was mended almost instantly by the nanoids. Those swinging at him hit nothing but air, because V was far too fast. Punches broke jaws, kicks broke ribs, adhesive stuck idiots to walls.

The radar picked up on something flying towards this building from a distance; a helicopter. Whoever lead this band of assholes was likely doing the typical super villain thing: hiding upstairs, torturing the girl while sending an almost endless supply of fodder to hold off the hero. Except, Vigilante didn't feel like much of a hero at that moment. Calculations of how fast the helicopter was moving toward the building predicted that the chopper would arrive in about 5 minutes.

He kicked a crowd of gun toting goons while moving at them at a speed that couldn't be seen by normal eyes, at the same time activating his jets. The crowd of goons were forced through the wall behind them; the force used to send them through the wall making it seem that a bomb went off. They all spilled down into the streets below, crashing into cars, and landing in traffic to be run over.

The door and most of the wall to the 4th floor exploded open. At the same time, several grenades placed there as a trap went off as well, causing the whole building to be rocked yet again. The glowing suited man came rushing out of the fire unharmed into a hail of gunfire; the bullets bouncing off the metallic alloy to impact several of the goons standing around. Vigilante systematically delivered rapid punches and kicks to those still standing, so swiftly that to normal eyes, there looked to be several of them in the room attacking them simultaneously. All were blasted off in different directions; each of them flying through walls and out of windows to spill into the streets and neighborhoods around the building. By now, a large crowd was gathered outside, watching the mayhem go on inside...

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"YOU STUPID BITCH!"

The Templar Leader gave up on trying to drag Cala across the room after several good pulls didn't dislodge her from the table she had wrapped her legs around. He stormed off and over to the medicine cabinets and began to rifle through them. "You'll get what's coming to you girl. You won't have any powers left to get back when I'm done with you. If I do anything at all it'll be to make sure of that!"

He then looked over to his goons as he filled up a syringe of purple colored liquid. "Get to that door and protect it! I don't want that thing getting in here! Do your damned jobs to protect me. Die if you have to, remember what cause you fight for!"

"But.. but boss. Maybe if we give the girl back without hurting her he'll leave. I... I don't want to die, boss.", said one of the goons.

The leader grabbed the gun from one of the other's hands, aimed at the goon and fired several rounds into his chest. The goon was dead before he hit the floor. The gun was then thrust back into the arms of the goon he had taken it from and they where shoved towards the entrance of the room. "Now unless you three want shot I suggest you do as your fucking told!"

Then the Leader turned her attention towards Cala and walked forward with the syringe of purple liquid held high... "Now then, where were we?"

The fourth floor. Vigilante had made it to the fourth floor or so the monitors were telling her. The booms and shakes spoke volumes of the amount of strength he had, as well as the violence he was using against those who stood in his way to getting to her. The Leader had been unable to drag her to the medicine but that hadn't stopped him from going over and beginning to rifle through the bottles of colored and clear liquid. He seemed to find what he was looking for rather quickly, and was soon filling up a syringe.

Cala had a feeling that something bad was going to happen if he injected whatever liquid that was into her, especially after he spoke of her losing her powers forever. Then one of the goons was speaking of just letting her go, of giving her over to Vigilante in hopes that he would just take her and leave. He was quickly killed and the other three were sent to guard the door.

When the Leader began to come towards her she quickly backed away and across the room, knocking various things over in an attempt to keep him from getting any closer to her. "You're a fucking coward! Kidnapping a woman just to get something you want! NOTHING HANGS BETWEEN YOUR LEGS, THERE'S A HOLE THERE SO DEEP IT REACHES INTO THE NETHER-REGIONS OF HELL ITSELF!", she shouted at the bastard. She was trying to distract him, trying to buy time so that Vigilante could get up here before she got herself injected with that purple liquid.

"Holy fucking shit dude, what the hell is going on!?!?" said Stretch, as he sat at his computer and turned on V's camera. Jasmine was next to him, watching with complete amazement.

"Assholes kidnapped and tortured Cala. I'm taking her back," answered V.

"But I thought she dissed you."

"Well you thought wrong! It was a total misunderstanding so drop it with the fucking dissed shit!"

"Okay, okay! Sorry, geez..."

As he thought, the leader was a coward. He was sending these guys to their deaths while hiding up there to torture a defenselss Cala, and when that helicopter got here, he'd make a clean getaway. That wasn't going to happen.

The 4th floor was cleared off, and he made it up to the 5th. Any and everybody who got in his way was sent flying through walls and windows. People outside could be heard cheering and going "ohhhhh!" whenever a body went flying through a window or wall. The 5th floor seemed to be some sort of drug lab. The velocity in which Vigilante moved caused white powder and glass to be strewn about. The glass shattered, slicing into the flesh of the unshielded. Bodies were launched in any direction. Bones were broken. Blood was spilled.

The 6th floor. It looked like some sort of hotel. There weren't many up here. Someone stepped around a corner and shot Vigilante with a shotgun. He went down, the gunman laughed, but Vigilante immediately stoof back up and he stopped laughing. He tried to fire again, but the barrel suddenly had sticky white stuff clogged inside, and the gun exploded in his hands. He was then pelted rapidly by punches and kicks that broke whatever bone they hit. An Axe kick knocked him down through 2 floors before he went flying outside with the rest of his dead and dying buddies.

The 7th floor...


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This nightmare of a glowing thing had reached the sixth floor after more violence and destruction. Cala was backing away from him and knocking things down to attempt to keep her from getting her shot. "Come take your medicine you little bitch.", he muttered. Then came more destruction and the seventh floor had been reached.

He stared at the monitors and saw that nothing seemed to be stopping this thing-- man? -- and then turned her attention towards the windows. "Where the fuck is that helicopter?!"

"You three better not let him in here!", he shouted towards his goons. He then looked back towards Cala and moved around the pile of stuff she had knocked over. "Get over here you stupid bitch!" The Templar Leader reached over and grabbed up Cala by her leg, dragging her back across the room while holding the syringe in his free hand. He tightened his grip, figuring that she might try and kick her way free and not willing to let her go. He was going to get his revenge one way or another.

"That collar won't matter anymore soon. You'll be human, and then I won't have to worry about you getting free anymore... You and I are gonna take a little helicopter ride."

Cala's mismatched gaze darted over to the monitors as she knocked yet another thing over in front of herself in an attempt to keep the Leader away from her. She could see that Vigilante had reached the seventh floor and nearly halfway to her. She couldn't see the helicopter through the high glass windows yet, and so there still was a change that the Leader wasn't going to get away like he thought he was going to.

Then her attention snapped back to the Leader as he moved his way around the mess she had made. He spoke of turning her human with whatever was in that syringe and then taking her with him. The idea of being human didn't scare her; she had no problem with humans and had never actually wanted to be a vampire in the first place since that choice had been made against her will, but the idea of being taken somewhere else with that man did cause her to feel exceptionally frightened. Going with him anywhere would be a very, very bad idea.

"I'm not going any fucking where with you!", she shouted at him. He had grabbed her ankle and was dragging her across the room. She kicked at him but his grip only hardened instead of releasing her and letting her go. She grabbed hold of the leg of one of the steel tables bolted into the floor and wrapped her arms around it. She held onto the table tight, knowing she only had to hold out a little longer, she only had to hold out into Vigilante reached her. "You won't be going anywhere either. You'll be dead soon you fucker!", she exclaimed.

Her mismatched gaze went back to the monitors to watch Vigilante as he continued to rip and tear his way through the building while she kept her arms wrapped around the table.

Stretch was seeing a side of his long time friend that he'd never seen before. He was scared as he stared at the acts of rage on his computer screen. Bodies were being pounded into hamburger before his eyes, and this was no video game, no TV show. Right now, across town, this was actually happening. People were being knocked through walls, sent outside the length of city blocks, splatting on the sides of buildings, splatting in the streets. In various places all around this building, there were dead, dripping bodies, or the big splat stains of those who used to be alive. Stretch was speechless. His breaths came in small gasps and puffs, and he'd began to sweat heavily as he watched. Jasmine was terrified as well. She tried saying something to both of them, but Stretch was petrified, and when it came to Vigilante, her words reached deaf ears.

Vigilante hit a goon so hard that some of his body exploded. An arm and what looked like a lung slid across the floor. The goon went flying to tumble and roll, coming to a stop while making a choking sound. The 7th floor looked like a machine shop, and people here were making guns. Some of the people fired these guns at Vigilante. He wasn't moving fast like he was on the floors below, he was now walking towards those unloading entire clips in his direction like the Terminator. A bullet hit a gas line in the room and most of the entire floor exploded. Glass shattered and went spilling down into the streets below, making people run and cover their heads. Another loud "Ohhhhh!" came from outside like an audience watching an action movie.

No one walked off of the 7th floor except for Vigilante. A gang of goons were waiting on the floor above, all of them aiming guns at the stairwell which was full of smoke. Like a ghost or a monster, Vigilante emerged from the smoke. One of the goons screamed and opened fire, which made all the rest open fire too. Vigilante suddenly rushed forward and crashed into all of them like a bowling ball into pins. Punches, kicks and adhesive went flying rapidly in all directions like a tornado of rage. Bodies were stuck to walls and the ceiling. Bodies were knocked through concrete walls, rendering bones broken. Bodies were sent outside, to splat against more concrete, the sides of buildings, or sent through the buildings.

The 8th floor. It looked to be still under construction. Rooms and walls were still in the process of being built and were incomplete. This floor wouldn't have the chance to continue being built. In random areas throughout the floor, goons were held up with weapons and explosives. Vigilante paid a visit to these hold outs and beat the life out of the goons. He was shot several times, but the guns did nothing to him. Each of the goons received a beating which broke many of their bones and ruptured their internal organs. Some of them died. Some of them were knocked through walls, some of them were glued to the wall with adhesive. Some of them were knocked outside. Vigilante would let nothing stop him from getting upstairs to Cala.

He looked at his wrist mounted Holo-computer. "Super Mode" wasn't going to last much longer. That helicopter a distance out was getting closer, and that piece of shit upstairs was going to inject Cala with something that would turn her human, or possibly worse. From the sounds of things, she was fighting him off. Vigilante hoped she could hold out until he got up there.

The 9th floor...

"YOU'RE ALREADY DEAD! YOU JUST DON'T KNOW IT YET!!"


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The Templar Leader was beginning to think that all of this was just more trouble than it was worth. He wanted the Apple of Eden but between the girl he kidnapped and her glowing friend he had definitely bitten off more than he could chew. He gave Cala a good few tugs but she wasn't letting go of the table leg. "You stupid bitch, don't you think I have an exit strategy? Do you think I would have brought you up here if I didn't have a quick way out? Your little friend isn't going to be able to get his hands on me!"

The Templar Leader raised up the syringe with his thumb on the plunger and dived on top of Cala, using his much larger body and heavier weight to hold her down. He stuck the syringe into the nearest piece of flesh he could reach and pushed the plunger down hard and fast. The purple liquid left the syringe and entered into Cala's bloodstream. What would happen would be simple enough: instead of killing her it would turn her human, an ordinary human with absolutely no powers and nothing special about herself.

"Enjoy that. No more powers, no more special abilities. You're just like everyone else now, sweetheart. A human." He removed the syringe and tossed it off to the side, but he didn't move. Instead, hands wrapped around Cala's throat as he squeezed, the only thing stopping him from squeezing as hard as he could being the metal band around her neck that would keep anyone from healing her or using powers on her. "Now you're going to die you stupid bitch. You're going to suffer for all this trouble you've caused me."

As he attempted to choke the life out of Cala he looked back and through the large windows to the sky outside. In the distance he could just make out the helicopter that was closing distance fast towards the building. "Haha! My ride's almost here."

'Just a little bit longer.', Cala had been thinking to herself as she watched Vigilante reach the ninth floor. The violence and destruction that he was causing was great; bodies flying out of the windows, some turned to hamburger, some thrown into and threw walls, among other acts of great violence. Vigilante was making it clear by his actions that he was going to allow nothing to stand between him and herself.

Cala jerked her head around as she felt the weight of the Leader dive on her. "GET THE FUCK OFF ME!", Cala screamed as she attempted to use her much smaller weight to throw him off. Before she could manage the task, though, she felt the sting of the syringe puncturing her skin around her shoulder and then a burning sensation began to spread from the site of the injectioin as the purple liquid got to work. The burning sensation spread from the injection site, down her arm, across her chest, up her neck to her head, and then down to the rest of her body until it enveloped every last inch of her. The injection was destroying the vampiric nature that still ran through her veins even though the collar supressed her abilities, and it was rendering her human. The burn reminded her of the first night she had opened her eyes: the hunger of that first night as a vampire felt like her entire body was on fire, and while this didn't hurt that bad it was a serious reminder that she didn't want to have.

Then a strange sensation began in her chest as the Leader wrapped his hands around her throat and started to attempt to choke her. A pain started where her heart was as the organ that had laid dorment for over four-hundred years began to awaken. BUH BOOM. Her first heartbeat felt crippling, and she turned in a hard jerk - a reaction to the pain. Her head felt light headed, her chest hurt - but with every following heartbeat that pain was lessening as her body got used to its normal functions again. She knew if she didn't do something about the guy choking her she was going to be done for - she needed oxygen now to stay alive after all.

Seeing one of the instruments of torture that had been knocked to the floor, a hammer with a wooden handle, she reached forward, straightening to get it. Her fingernails touched it and she used the grain in the wood to hook onto it and drag it towards her. With the Leader distracted by the helicopter outside of the window she sent the hammer flying backwards and into the Leaders face with enough force to get him off of her. The moment his weight would leave her she was up and crawling her way across the room. Her gasps for air didn't slow her down as she put as much distance as possible between herself and the man who had organized her kidnapping.

The 9th floor looked like a brothel, a whore house. There were dimly lit areas with big comfortable looking couches and heart-shaped pillows. Right now these areas and rooms weren't being used to pleasure men. With all of the ruckus below, they'd been evacuated, and most of the rooms were being used as ambush points.

Upstairs, whoever the piece of shit was in the room with Cala must have overpowered her and injected her with something. Whatever he hit her with must have taken away all of her Vampiric abilities and turned her human. As if it wasn't bad enough that she had on some collar that locked her down. It sounded like something else was going on after he announced that the helicopter was close, then there was the sound of someone being hit, meaning Cala must have knocked him off of her. She could be heard gasping for air...

Gunfire erupted in front of him, with the flame from the barrels lighting up the dark areas. The bullets bouncing off of his armor looked like firecrackers going off. Guns weren't going to stop him. When would they learn? He began to teach them with fists and feet. Just like the floors below, bodies were sent flying. Bodies were stuck to walls, the ceiling, the floor. Bodies went through the walls. Today V must have seen more blood than he'd ever seen in his life.

The 10th floor was an office area full of cubicles and computers. A front kick impacted the chest of the nearest goon, breaking most of his ribs and collapsing the sternum. He flew backwards into more goons, crashing through tables, cubicle walls and computers, creating a shower of sparks. He grabbed the arm of a goon firing a pistol at his head and bent it the wrong way with a resounding pop sound. The goon started to scream, before he was kicked on the bottom of his chin, breaking his jaw. The goon went backwards into flips, straight through the wall behind him. He backflipped dozens upon dozens of times outside before becoming a stain on a sidewalk somewhere 2 blocks away.

All the while, Stretch and Jasmine continued to watch in horror, terrified as V made his way through the floor, delivering blows that would cause those hit by them to fly through walls and out of windows, if they weren't covered in adhesive and stuck somewhere random.

The 11th floor...

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Hammer time? Apparently. The girl had taken advantage of him being distracted to bash him right in the face with the hammer. Had she been anything but human, and had that collar not been on her, he likely would have been dead by now. His nose was shattered and blood was squirting out of it but that was the extent of his injuries. He rolled off of Cala while clutching his face. "YOU STUPID FUCKING BITCH! LOOK WHAT THE FUCK YOU DID!", he shouted at her.

Using his hands he cleared away the blood that had gotten into his eyes and looked around, wondering where Cala had escaped to. In the background he could now hear the helicopter over the sound of gunfire and destruction only a few floors below. Whoever this glowing guy was he was good. The Templar Leader would have even liked to recruit him had he met him before today, but there was a fuck all chance of that happening now and he knew it.

The Templar Leader looked back and forth between Cala, who he spotted gasping for air across the room from him, and the stairway that would lead him up and to the roof. "Damnit. I'll get you back one day, you mark my words bitch. I'll be seeing you in your nightmares." He then turned and started to beat feet towards the stairway that would lead him to his way out.

Cala grabbed a metal pole and kept the thing in her hand as she sat there on the floor. Her mismatched colored eyes continued to watch the Leader's movements. She got a sick satisfaction out of seeing blood squirting out of what had been moments ago his nose. He would be lucky if his nose ever looked right again, then again he'd be lucky if he lived through this.

She watched the Leader look between her and then the door that she figured led to the roof and then back again as if trying to decide what it was that he wanted to do. In the end it seemed that the Leader, like most bullies and bad guys, had decided to attempt to run instead of facing the consequences of his actions.

Cala let out a sigh of relief as she watched him head towards the door instead of heading towards her: it meant she got a break from fighting for her life. "He's... leaving.", she said between gasps as she finished catching her breath, having realized as she looked towards the intercom button on the desk that the red light was on which meant that the thing was broadcasting throughout the building. She then looked to the video monitors, wondering how close V was.. and wondering if he was going to come busting in to break the man in half for what he had done to her.

"You have to be on some SERIOUS FUCKING DRUGS IF YOU THINK I'M LETTING YOU RUN OFF!!"

The voice would echo in the stairwell that the leader was trying to use to get to the roof. V cleared out the 11th floor, which was another floor still under construction. He was currently in the stairwell, beating the shit out of several goons, breaking their bones, leaving them in crumpled, broken heaps. There were 4 floors still separating him from Cala, and the one responsible for her.

The stairway began to fill with men who wanted to cover the leader's exit. If he had to fight his way through them all, then so be it. Bodies were sent rolling down the stairs and through the walls. Adhesive was sprayed onto some of them, sticking them to the walls. At one point a huge crowd of the goons tried to dogpile Vigilante, yet he was able to break free of them and send bodies flying in all directions. Many of them fell down through the stairwell and tumbled down the concrete stairs.

the 12th floor...

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The Leader heard Vigilante's voice in the stairwell and continued to run up the fifteen steps that separated him from the door that would let him have access to the roof. Above all of the violence and bodies flying he could hear the helicopter clear as day. All he had to do was get up the steps and through that door! He tripped over himself but kept going up the steps on his hands and knees.

He was so close to the door he could almost feel the winds from the helicopter. He would get to that helicopter! He got to the door and pushed the bar that would release it, throwing his weight against it as it didn't want to open right away due to the winds that the helicopter was creating. "DAMNIT! You won't get me! STOP HIM! STOP HIM FROM GETTING UP HERE DAMNIT!"

With the Leader through the door to the stairwell Cala was able to slowly attempt to get to her feet. She was shakey, slightly unsteady on her feet, and caught the table for support next to her with a soft gasp. She leaned on it as she listened to both Vigilante's voice and the voice of the Leader. If the guy knew what was good for him he would shut up and get to running, but he seemed to like to run his mouth a lot.

Cala rubbed at her ribs as she listened to what sounded like someone banging against a door. The helicopter seemed to have arrived but there was something wrong with the door that was preventing the Leader from getting through it.

Her hand then went to her chest, which was rising and falling beneath her hand from her breathing, and felt her heart beating underneath of it. Her body was warming up, rapidly, as warm blood was created by her heart and pumped through the rest of her body. She'd no longer be that cool temperature her flesh normally was, but rather warm, perhaps even fevered for a while.

She looked to the monitors which showed what was going on in the stairwell. Vigilante was getting closer and closer with every body he sent flying, and Cala couldn't wait to be out of this hell hole and safely home at Darkman Tower.

"BIG MAN! USING AN INNOCENT GIRL AS LEVERAGE AND THEN RUNNING LIKE A BITCH IN THE END! YOU THINK YOU CAN USE A HELICOPTER TO GET AWAY FROM ME!? YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD!!"

Fuck the rest of these floors. He didn't have a lot of time left. Vigilante blasted himself into the air and flew up the space between the stairwell. He was at the top floor in a matter of seconds, and moved to ram himself directly into the leader, and everyone in between them.

"I been waiting to make you eat all of those words on that video and the shit you been talking since I got here! But I hope you leave enough room for my fist because i'm going to RAM IT INTO YOUR STOMACH, AND BREAK YOUR GOD DAMNED SPINE!!"

Of course, since he was only human, Vigilante was sure he wasn't going to be able to get out of the way. Were the ram attack to be successful, the leader and his guys would be thrown through the door, knocking it off of it's hinges and possibly taking some of the wall with it. While some of his guys would be thrown over the sides, the leader would probably roll a few times across the roof, and suffer injuries a little as scrapes bruises and at the worst, sprains. But that was just for now. The punishment Vigilante had for him while there was still time left was yet to come...

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The Templar Leader realized as Vigilante plowed into him and everyone in the way that he had made the biggest mistake of his life. He had tried a simple negotiation tactic to get the Apple of Eden but had definitely bitten off more than he could chew. That girl had been more trouble than she was worth since the moment she had arrived, and taking her had made him a marked man. He knew that now, but it was too late.

Several of his goons went flying, ending up going over the edge of the building to fall and splat on the ground below. He didn't care about them, they had been pawns for him to use to get what he wanted, so there was no remorse and no care for him to feel over their welfare. He, however, went sliding and rolling across the roof. The rough roof easily tore through his suit which left scrapes and bruises all over his body. His body hurt from the impact, and he was sure this was just the beginning.

He turned over, preparing to get to his feet by getting to his knees first. "Wait, wait! Don't kill me! I'll pay you. To leave. I'll pay you." He never should have got this directly involved in everything, he should have left his goons to handle it, but it was too late for all of that now. All he could hope for was that this glowing man had some sort of weakness that he could exploit, like money. "Or girls. Lots of half naked hot girls. They'd do anything you want them to. What do you say?"

Cala continued to watch what was happening on the monitors while attempting to get her legs to stop acting like jello beneath her. She wasn't going to be able to walk anywhere if she didn't get this violent trembling under control.

She watched as Vigilante went straight for the Leader, plowing through anyone in his way in an attempt to get to him. She could hear what Vigilante was yelling at the guy, and could even hear after the man took his tumble on the roof that he was now attempting to bargain and plea with Vigilante not to kill him. Cala could only shake her head as she kept watch: why did the bad guys always end up acting like bitches in the end? He hadn't been talking all of that bargaining stuff on that video he had made of her, nor during the first many floors that Vigilante had busted his way through. She had a feeling that this guy was only going to piss off Vigilante worse, and that definitely wasn't going to be a good thing for him.

She had no idea what Vigilante had in store for this guy, but seeing already what he had done to the others who seperated the pair of them, she had a feeling it was going to be brutal and nasty.

Was he actually trying to bargain? V couldn't really believe the words that were coming into his ears as he slowly walked across the roof. He acted hard on that video. "I want the apple or she's dead." He acted hard the whole time he plowed through floor after floor of this stupid building. And now he was trying to buy his life with money and girls?

To him it would happen in the blink of an eye. Vigilante moved toward him and sent his left fist toward the mid-section of the leader. When it would hit, Vigilante would fulfill his promise of breaking his spine with a multi-hit strike; a blow that would feel like 15 when it was only one. 15 hits that would shatter his back bone in several places, as well as break all of his ribs, his pelvic bone, and rupture mostly all of his internal organs. 15 hits for 15 floors. After that, Vigilante would point his right palm towards the face of the leader, with his arms in the fashion as if he were throwing a kamehameha.

Multi-Hit Strike:

"You wanted this fucking helicopter so bad, TAKE IT!!"

Vigilante widened the lenses on his wrist mounted devices to the maximum and raised the pressure to it's highest. An incredible amount of adhesive would be ejected, sending the leader to slam against the side of the chopper. So much of the stuff would be released that it would get caught up in the blades, and from the way they were spinning, the adhesive would only become super sticky. The force used to spray the stuff would cause the chopper to slide across the roof and spill over the side of the building. With the engines struggling to spin the blades through the sticky adhesive, the engines would overheat, causing gas lines to come loose and spray fuel. The sparks would come next, and then there was the explosion. The chopper would detonate before it would slam into the ground, the side of the chopper that the leader was stuck to facing the ground, and surely there would be no survivors.


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