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[Serenity]

Kate was about ready to kill the man. She turned around to face the Overseer, trying to look as intimidating as she could as she moved closer to him.

"Well, congratu-fucking-lations, Sir. I'm glad you managed to stop that thing..."

She scowled at him, wanting to rip off that gas mask so hard. "Oh, wait, that's right. You failed! You got hundreds of damn good soldiers killed by that thing! And for what, a fucking obsession? None of these people should've been involved in this! YOU CALLED OUT A RESERVE UNIT FOR THIS!" she yelled, trying to control herself.

"God damn it!" she yelled, kicking the back of the vehicle hard to let out her anger. "I've fucking served with those men for almost eight goddamn years!" She kept kicking and kicking, letting out all her anger. Kicking became banging, yelling became growling. "That fuckin' thing..."

She started crying, not able to control herself. What the Overseer said had pushed her to the limit. She slid down the back and just laid her head against the trunk, sobbing.

[bionic madman]

David saw that Kate was starting to get really pissed and pretened not to notice her crying, so he decided to interupt her conversation with the overseer," hey guys the suburbans ready to go. we just need to get everyone in. Kate your riding shotgun, Overseer sir you mind manning the minigun we got mounted on the roof it still sems to be in good enough condition."

[Tyran]

He didn't know what to say. As he watched her start to cry, he realized that honestly, he just didn't know what to say. God, he wished he could just sink into the ground and disappear. She had just voiced everything, EVERYTHING he had been thinking, had doubted...all right there like a slap in the face.

An obsession.. that's all it was, wasn't it? He could try and rationalize it, even get anger into his voice as he spoke of what the Slenderfreak had done to people.. but that WAS all it was. A chance to atone for.. well. It didn't matter now.

Kate was right. He'd failed, and he'd managed to add hundreds more to the things kill list in the process.

He turned around, not able to look at her anymore. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry."

As David spoke, the Overseer considered praying. Thank the gods, he had an excuse to talk to someone else.. "Of course." he replied, and moved towards the car, not sparing a second glance at Kate.

[Serenity]

Get yourself together, she told herself in her head, rubbing her eyes of her tears. She stood up from the ground after a few moments, wiping her tears off with the uniform's collar. "I'm...I'm coming," she called out meekly, composing herself.

"Damn it, you're a Ranger...get a hold of yourself..." she whispered to herself, trying to calm herself down. She took a few deep breaths before moving toward the front, banging once on the vehicle so the sound could get her focus a little more. She picked up David's SCAR-H from the floor, not realizing she had dropped it earlier and handed it to him as she sat down in the passenger seat. "Thanks for letting me borrow it, Sir. Mm, that's right, I never caught your entire name. Mind telling me?"

[Tyran]

(Are you talking to the Overseer? I hadn't...thought of what his name was.)

[Watson]

White hair framing his vision, and an almost unquenchable bloodlust rising in him, Terrence couldn't help but let out a slight growl of satisfaction as the fabric of the Mask Man's jacket collar came into his grip.

With ne swift motion, the big man hurled all of his weight into pulling The Masked Man down to the ground, falling on top of him with animal instinct and strength. He raised one fist and pulled back, sending it flying towards The black and white mask.

This was years of aggression, anger, hatred for the three he had witnessed kill again and again. The Masked Man may not have been th emonster, but as far as this blue eyed man was concerned, he was as good as dead already. No man would serve a beast like that.

His knuckles connected with the mask with a crunch, and he breathed an enormous sigh ofrelease.

[Renren]

((Another 5 pages since earlier?? I'm sorry. I can't keep up. Just pretend Slenderman killed Mia please. I had fun but this is overwhelming))

[Serenity]

((She's addressing David, Tyran.))

[Tyran]

The mask cracked at the hit and the...man jumped back. It let out a whimper, clutching at the mask delicately. It looked up at him, hands dropping to the ground.

"My face."

The thing jumped at him, knocking him to the ground. It clutched at his shirt, shaking him and pointing at the mask. It's eyes seemed to bore holes at him as it pointed, chattering at him angrily like a child.

(Should Masky talk? If not, I'll edit this.)[/b]

[bionic madman]

"Hold on to it, i asked you to ride shotgun for a reason." he then paused at her question, weird why can't i remember my last name. "very weird indeed." david whispered "keep an eye on our sides." He then started the truck and drove to where he knew the answers to his questions where.

[Serenity]

"Got it, sir," she said, keeping a hold of his SCAR-H.

"Hey, aren't we missing somebody?" she asked as she glanced around.

[Watson]

[Magus00]

((Wow, lotsa pages. Mia, I truely hope you reconsider, though I agree, it is moving quite fast.))

Mike didn't remember much. Last thing he can think, he was sticking out of the roof of...of something...And he was really angry...then...flying through the air.

His head hurt. He didn't know why. He lifted his face out of the dirt and opened his eyes. His vision was blurry...blood leaked into his eyes. Where was he? What was he doing? The pain was too great, he couldn't concentrate. He rubbed his eyes and felt the back of his head. There was a huge gash. He remembered a pipe-wielding girl...then looked around. He saw a tree with a crimson mark on it. "Well, that explains that..." he said.

He looked and didn't see anyone. He remembered being with people...Good people...Then...nothing. He knew if he blacked out again, he likely wouldn't come out of it. He saw a weapon nearby...he picked it up and started walking.

[Tyran]

[Watson]

Dull, blue eyes surveyed everything around him. The ground shook as he walked, the air ignited into flame and singed the hairs on his skin. Every nerveending in his body had fired all at once and then simply shut off. His head and his mind felt like gellatine.

How long did he wander? The White Haired Man didn't know. He couldn't remember the series of foot-falls which led him to a small clearing, where a group was gathering.

Familiar faces? The White Haired Man trudged forward, stumbling, his feet numb and refusing to cooperate. With all his strength he moved toward them, then, upon finding the band of his friends, Terrence collapsed face first in the dirt, weeping terribly.

"Not you. Never you."