Warning: This chapter contains a fair bit of gore/blood/violence, probably more than the other chapters, so if you don't like that stuff, you're not missing much besides action.

"Consider this payback Jarret." A voice blared from the VTOL as the congregation moved closer.

I looked over to Jarret

"White Fang?"

"Yep, that would be their mark." A red wolf head over three red claw marks, branded all over their shirts and aircraft.

"I'm beginning to hate these guys." I pushed myself up as they advanced, shaking my arms and legs, dislodging the bullets in my armour.

While you can train for the physical side of combat, learning how to use a weapon and building stamina. The real danger are the more psychological aspects, the underhand tricks, the mind games and most importantly, how and when to take the initiative.

I launched myself towards them, summoning wings to boost me along, kicking up a cloud of dust.

I smashed into the leading Fang, armour plates proliferating along my arm as I speared through him, using his body as a shield to cut into the crowd.

I ended up somewhere in the middle, I tossed away the mutilated corpse, shaking the excess blood off my arms as they began to surround me.

Fighting in a crowd is dangerous for all participants, often sight of your opponent is blocked by the people around you, large weapons being especially dangerous, to anyone, within these confined spaces.

I stepped into the first attack, deflecting it with my arm, as I smashed my helmet against his, grabbing the back of his neck as he recoiled back, I slammed my knee into his abdomen, throwing him aside as another Fang lunged at me.

Turning my torso slightly, I let his sword slip past, his momentum carrying him slightly too far forward.

I grabbed onto his arm, one hand at the wrist, the other at the shoulder. I twisted around and downwards, forcing him to the ground, using his arm as leverage. I drove my knee into his elbow, snapping his arm as it was forced the wrong way.

Howls and laughter sounded behind me, I could only assume that Jarret had charged in after me.

I raised an arm, blocking a sword strike, dodging away from another, striking out with my elbow, smashing a Fang across the jaw.

Metal flashed through the air as I leapt away, cracks appearing in my armour as fragments of bone broke loose.

They retaliated faster than I would have imagined, and more co-ordinated too, every time I would get too close they would longer ranged weapons to fend me off.

My armour was rapidly deteriorating, large pieces flaking off my skin, blood flowing freely from various wounds covering my body.

I reacted too late as another sword swung at me, glancing off my forearm and cutting into my forehead, blood streaming down over one eye.

Turning away another sword, I twisted around, slipping past a hammer swing, hammering my foot into the owner's neck.

Weaving in and out of the attacks aimed my way, I reached forward, stopping just short of grabbing onto a Fang as I was tugged backwards, feeling a pressure in my side.

Glancing down, I saw a spearhead that pierced through the armour.

With a crack, another spear broke through my armour, sinking into my left shoulder.

I batted away a third as felt them pull on the spears embedded in me, a growing pressure as my muscles strained, trying to hold themselves together.

A cold chill ran up my neck, running through my body, radiating from my core. I felt skin split as rows of sharp bone plates erupted from my body.

I saw them take a small step back as I lunged forward, cutting down the front row, blood spraying into the air as I leapt over their bodies and through the mist.

Those behind them turned around and ran. I bounded after them.

Reaching a straggler, I drove my arms through his body, tearing it apart I flung the pieces of his screaming corpse at the others, a chain reaction knocking down a considerable number.

There were already a noticeable amount of people injured, most had fallen on theirs or another's weapons in their panic to escape.

A motley crew remained behind, blocking me from hunting down the rest of the group.

I crouched down, turning over a nearby body, relishing the fear in his eyes as I sunk a talon in his chest, his eyes widened as he opened his mouth to scream.

A sudden howl drowned out the scream, a Fang broke away from the group, weapon raised, charging towards me.

I tried to stand but my body was frozen, struggling to move as she got closer.

The sword began it's downswing, leaving a luminescent trail as it arced, charged with Dust.

I felt my arm twitch, moving of it's own accord as it batted her away, a despairing groan rising from the defence group.

There was a strange sense of disconnection as my body moved without and against my control, I turned over the Fang with my foot, with a flash of light she sunk her sword into my chest.

My vision flashed white as I pulled out the sword, angling it so that the blood dripped into my mouth.

I drove the sword through her arm, pinning the other down with my arm as I knelt down, my legs trapping hers.

With my free hand I slowly cut an incision above the lowest rib, words amalgamated into pure emotion as she, despair, pain and regret, pleaded with the defence group, indecision, fear and horror.

Digging into the wound, her gasp turned into a scream as I snapped out a rib.

There was a collective roar of anger as they charged at me. I shivered, half-glimpsed intentions of dark ideas flickered through my mind as I dragged the Fang up by her neck.

I felt my arm propel her forwards, she stumbled and ran without a second glance.

As she neared the other group, I shot forwards, faster than I would have imagined, punching my hand through her ribcage, bursting from it in a shower of gore, splattering them with blood.

The group froze, their mouths agape in shock as I wrenched out my hand, ripping out the heart as her corpse slowly sank to the ground.

I threw the bloody muscle at the leading Fang, hearing it splat against his helmet, he stumbled back as blood sprayed into his eyes.

I dashed forwards, turning side-on as I elbowed him in the throat, momentarily crouching to boost the power.

Following my momentum, I leapt up, bringing up my knee to smash it into the following Fang, crushing his helmet.

I smashed into the remaining group, my vision narrowing as I tore them apart, roaring at the sky, my blood still burning as the last Fang keeled over.

I heard a shout, turning around I saw Jarret standing amongst a group of motionless Fang. Although I could see his mouth moving, I couldn't understand what he was saying.

Lightning crackled around Jarret as he readied his weapons, I instinctively took a step back, but found myself moving forward instead.

My vision blurred as I charged at Jarret, lightning crackled through my body as a weight slammed into my side, I staggered as I was struck again, this time from a different side.

I leapt away as something clipped my arm, shattering the armour plates.

There was a low whistling sound, looking up, I saw Jarret spinning a large ball of metal on a chain, there was another connected to the other end.

With a swift movement, Jarret shot the orb towards me, I rolled aside, pushing forward, I closed the distance.

I slid under the chain as Jarret spun, throwing out the second orb, aiming at my face. I batted it away, Jarret suddenly appearing in front of me, throwing out strikes one after the other, charged with lighting, my muscles involuntarily spasmed as the current passed through them.

I struck out with my fist, knocking Jarret away as I felt the chain catch around my neck.

My legs collapsed under me, my vision flickering, lightning coursing along the chain, slowly cutting off my air supply as it crippled my movement.

I hope you've enjoyed my writing so far, if there's anything you think needs fixing, please do tell me, I want this to be as enjoyable to read as it is to write.

Also I am so sorry for taking so long to write a chapter, I'm trying to work on it as often as I can, so please bear with me until I finish my exams!

Thanks for reading!