(Thanks to jamesss, Lance-Dusk, AlexTheMortal, Zro-Kemrui 9t6, Can't Get Any Better, and angie2282 for your review! Hey! This is my longest chapter for Apocalpse, just breaching 3000 words. Okay, I reckon a surprising chapter today, so let's read on, shall we?)

Tally sat silently in the dark, no sense of direction. All she remembered was the demon taking her and then nothing. She woke up to find herself here, in some kind of dark and damp hole. It seemed eternal, though it hadn't even been half a day.

As Tally waited patiently and silently, she sensed figures walking around. Sometimes she was kicked or scratched, or even pushed. But somebody else always let off a growl, and the things that did it backed away. Tally outright refused water or food, knowing that it was likely tainted, and she couldn't read minds to find out if it was.

The minds she could sense were so twisted, so dark, that it hurt to try and invade them.

"Is she still not talking?"

Tally suddenly concentrated on the voice, but didn't move. It was the first time she had heard English since she was kidnapped.

"No... the girl does not talk."

"Have you tried threats?"

"Of course, but she isn't deterred. Sorry, but she ain't talking."

"The boss will be mad if we don't get anything done." Tally suddenly felt a rough hand on her jaw, sharply pulling her up, forced to face red eyes. "Why is she bruised?"

"I don't know, maybe she accidently hit the floor."

"She was to be unmarked!" Tally suddenly heard a hard snap, and something fall to the ground, before the red eyes faced her again. "So... Tally. You do not want to co-operate?"

Tally shook her head faintly.

"Not even with a bit of... persuasion?"

Tally stiffened as she felt cold steel against her face.

"I'll slice you if you don't talk, all right?"

"I have nothing to say." Tally said, keeping any emotion from her body movement and voice.

"Oh really? How about I cut your pretty little hair off?"

"My hair isn't my life. Do what you will. I know you cannot harm me."

Tally suddenly felt her hair roughly pulled up, and then the tension was lost, and she felt her hair thrown into her face. Tally felt a pang of regret, but didn't say anything.

"You are such a nuisance, you know that? If only I could torture you, then I'd start with your toes, then your fingers, and make you squeal!"

"Too bad you can't though." Tally said, but was suddenly slapped where the bruise already was.

"I can hit you where the bruise already is, girl."

"Boss!" Tally heard a door slam open, and light suddenly filled her eyes, practically blinding her. "Boss, he's issued the orders to destroy the base! All the generals are going!"

The voice talking to Tally sighed. "You do realise that I'm trying to get information out of a prisoner."

"But everyone's to go! I was told to leave her here, and He would deal with her."

"Fine."

Tally listened as footsteps died away, and finally her mind slowly cleared, but she could sense the demons away from where ever she was. 'Damn it! The base... everyone...' Tally closed her eyes, and suddenly felt she knew what to do. She concentrated on Leslie, as he was easy to imagine with his unique look. The scars, the missing eye, the blonde hair hanging over his eye and eye socket. His tone of voice and his personality. Slowly, Tally pieced each of the facts and figures of Leslie together, before she suddenly slumped in her chair.

In Tally's mind, it was like she was drawn over a shapeless landscape, going faster and faster. She headed towards a square box, hanging motionless in the sky. The black slowly filled her vision, until she entered it and black turned to white. In the white was a black dot, which she continued going towards. The black dot slowly shaped into a human figure, and then Tally realised it was Leslie, standing still and looking the other way.

Now she approached the back of his head, towards his blonde hair, and then she went straight through.

Tally suddenly felt Leslie's thoughts and worries. About meeting James, and when he would see him again. But Tally didn't delve any further; she had to talk to him.

"Leslie? Can you hear me?"

Tally sensed Leslie thinking 'What was that?'

"Leslie, it's me. Tally!"

"Tally? What the... how are you... in fact, where are you?" Leslie's thoughts sounded frantic.

"No time. I have no idea how I came over this distance. But the base is going to be attacked soon, possibly any minute. You need to inform Leardel or something."

"What? What's any minute?"

"Didn't you hear me?"

"I can't... Tally, I can't properly hear your. It's like you're bad reception on a phone."

"The base! The base is being attacked!"

Tally suddenly found a flash, and she felt herself on the chair. She felt exhausted, but she sat up and put her hands on her head, trying to contact Leslie again, but it didn't work. Not deterred, Tally continued to try.

LINE BREAK

Leslie shook his head, confused. 'Tally? What was she talking about? Any minute?'

"What's wrong?" Carter asked, who was in the process of explaining just exactly what the Front Line does.

"I'm not sure..." Leslie said. "I think Tally contacted me..."

"Tally? The mind-reader?"

"Yes, her." Leslie said. "Apparently something is going to be attacked, but I couldn't hear her properly. Any minute, apparently."

"Hmm... it must be important then." Carter said, thinking hard. Suddenly his eyes widened. "What are you...!"

Leslie looked to Carter in surprise, but gasped as he saw Carter's eyes start bleeding. "Carter, what's..."

A gloved hand suddenly burst from his mouth, complete with claws. Another one followed, and Carter was literally ripped in half. A man appeared in a red sweater and a Fedora.

"I hate travelling like that. I prefer to travel in style."

"Freddy!" Leslie exclaimed, stepping back.

Freddy looked up, grinning. "Oh, I forgot. Surprise!" Freddy suddenly lunged forward, but was shot out of the air. Leslie saw Zach with a rifle in his hands, his face bloody.

"Are you deaf?" Zach asked. "The whole fucking base is being attacked! The generals are here, like that bastard Freddy."

"Carter was..." Leslie started, but Zach shook his head firmly.

"Carter's dead, I know. Get up on the corridors, head to the gardens. In the middle, you should see a hatch, get down there!" Zeke suddenly brought his gun up to block Freddy's claw, as the scarred General leaped up again. "Go!"

Leslie nodded, turned, and ran. As he ran, he saw blood everywhere, dead demons and humans alike. Bullets were flying everywhere and holes were in the dome, the walls and the ceiling all showed many demons, like a giant flood. Leslie instinctively ducked as a human was thrown over his head and smashed against the wall. Leslie looked momentarily, and stumbled over his own feet and tripped.

Leslie cursed for being so foolish, and got up, only to be grabbed around the neck by a demon. The demon grinned, but suddenly his head exploded in flames. Leslie was dropped, and Riley appeared, her hands ablaze. She was letting off fireballs near demons, burning them. "Riley!"

Riley looked to Leslie and let off a relieved smile. "Leslie! Your all right, thank god."

Leslie's eyes suddenly widened, watching at something behind Riley.

Riley turned, and was suddenly stabbed in the stomach by a machete. The hulking Jason ripped the machete out of Riley's limp body, and slammed his head into her skull, his hockey-mask smashing into her head. Riley fell to the floor as Leslie ran forward, picking up a discarded pistol from the floor. 'I've never used a gun before... damn it!' Leslie pointed the gun at Jason and fired, the bullet missing its mark and hitting the wall behind Jason.

Jason suddenly ran forward, straight towards Leslie. Leslie dived to the side, but the machete sliced down his thigh. Hot pain coursed through Leslie, and he grunted in pain, rolling on the floor. Jason loomed over him, and stabbed down with the machete. Leslie rolled to the side, dodging the blade, and quickly got up, but fell down again as his weight hit his left leg. Leslie sat up, blood seeping through his trousers, and stared up at Jason in fear. "No way. I'm not dying now, I still haven't seen James."

Jason started to walk slowly forward slicing any unfortunate humans to try and combat him and Leslie frantically shuffled back, ignoring the destruction around him. A fire had started to his left, and was engulfing some of the furniture. Bodies burned upon the fire, skewered. Leslie's back hit the wall and he stared at Jason defiantly, whose mask was splattered with blood, making him look truly terrifying.

Jason leant down to grab Leslie, but suddenly Jason's throat ripped open and he stumbled back in surprise. Jason looked to his left as his throat started to heal, and was met with a rifle hilt to the mask. It didn't topple him, but left him dazed. The muzzle of the rifle was put under his jaw, and a shot was fired straight through his skull. The force knocked Jason backwards, where he tripped over a body and fell backwards, and the man wielding the rifle offered his hand to Leslie.

Leslie grabbed the hand thankfully, and let himself be pulled up with surprising strength. The man helped Leslie walk, using his free hand to shot demons with a pistol. The man had chucked the rifle to the ground. Leslie took a glance at the man's face, which was set in determination. Stubble covered his face, but nevertheless, Leslie recognised the chiselled face.

"James!" Leslie exclaimed.

"Long time no see Les." James nodded, with a grim smile. "Not the greatest circumstances to reunite though. Come on, we need to get to the passage in the gardens. Can you fire a pistol?"

"Uh... not accurately." Leslie answered, his face starting to lighten up. James handed Leslie a pistol.

"Well, fire in their general location, and you should hit them after a few shots." James said, before suddenly cursing and chucking the pistol he was using to the ground. "Damn it, out of ammo. In fact..." James grabbed Leslie's pistol, and chucked it hard at a demon's head. The demon stumbled in shock, and Leslie gasped as James grabbed him round the waist and put him in a fireman's carry. James then started to run, weaving in and out of demons.

Leslie helped by hitting them with his feet or hands, and saw the wreckage for the first time. Most of the bodies were human's, their skin ripped and flayed. A few demon's bodies lay among them, but less frequent and oozing black blood. Leslie gulped, shaking his head. It had happened so quickly, and he had already witnessed the deaths of people he knew, like Carter and Riley. Zach was most likely dead, and who knew if the other ability users were alive. Leslie found his vision fading, but he was quickly jolted back by James.

"Don't you dare close your eyes Les." James said, dodging to the left of a body. "You keep them wide open, and I'll treat you soon, okay? Keep looking at my face."

Leslie nodded, and concentrated only on James' face. 'Actually...' Leslie though. 'That stubble looks good on him'

James continued his relentless pace through nine more domes, before finally reaching one of the two domes connecting to the garden. James took a hard right, and pushed a demon out of the way with one hand. He headed straight for the middle, where a circle of soldiers were surrounding a hole in the ground.

"Two more!" A woman shouted, which Leslie recognised and Jade's voice.

"He's injured!" James said, and put Leslie down on his good leg, while supporting him. "Come on Les, let's go!" James helped Leslie through a gap in the soldiers, who were shooting with rifles at the demons rapidly approaching. James went down the hole first, grabbing onto the steel rungs of rusted ladders, and helped Leslie down after him.

"Is he all right?" Jade called down to James, who nodded.

"He'll be fine once we are at the placement. I'm not going to be letting him go."

"Good!" Jade turned back in time to shoot a demon straight through the forehead.

"Hey, Skysong!" Jade looked to see Zach jogging towards her, holding Lorraine in his arms. "Got an injured one here."

"Dryer!" Jade exclaimed. "You look injured as well."

Zach glanced uncaringly at five large scratches across his chest, which was spreading blood over his chest. "Nothing but a flesh wound ma'am!"

"Sure, get her down."

Zach nodded, and helped Lorraine down the hole.

Jade turned again but suddenly found her gun knocked from her hands. Jade cursed at the demon who had surprised her, and punched him in the face. The demon snarled, and sliced hard across Jade's neck. Jade gurgled, and fell backwards, her neck bleeding profusely. The demon grinned but Zach suddenly popped up and fired a single pistol round into the Demon's head. The demon fell back, and Zach climbed up properly, to join his fellow troops.

"Dryer, glad to have your assistance." One of the troops said, nodding to Zach.

"How many of the Blood Type X's have come?" Zach asked, not looking at the person and concentrating on shooting demons down.

"Well, other than Lorraine and Leslie who have just come in, only Christine and Paige has come back. That leaves Riley, Conner, Zeke, Paige and Mila."

"Riley's dead. I found her body." Zach said grimly. "That only leaves the four of them."

"I think three, actually." The troop said, pointing at the entrance of the dome.

Zeke, Tanzi and Fred were running towards the hole.

"Come on!" Zach said, and opened a hole allowing Tanzi and Fred down. Zeke stopped and looked at Zach.

"Are all of us here, as in with abilities?"

"No. Conner, Paige, and Mila aren't here. Zeke, Riley's dead."

Zeke cursed. "Do you know at least why the base is being destroyed?"

"No idea. Follow those two now!"

Zeke nodded, and followed Tanzi and Fred down the ladder.

Zach shot down some more demons, watching out for others. Suddenly a screech from above him made Zach look up, and a pair of feet knocked him sideways. Falling to the ground, Zach's eyes widened seeing a demon with a huge pair of wings, and around fifty more flooding the skies, growing bigger and bigger. The winged demon looped in the sky and flew towards Zack, but sudden the top of its head was blown off. The winged demon swung in the air and hit the ground hard.

Conner appeared, with a 50. Calibre Barrett rifle hoisted on his shoulder, two straps of grenades from both shoulders, two pistols on his hips, and lots of knifes around his waist. "Hey, I thought you were meant to be good at your job."

"Your alive!" Zach exclaimed. "I was beginning to worry, come on, and get down there."

"Actually, I'm having a lot of fun killing these demons." Conner said, shrugging, holding the rifle with one hand and pulling out a pistol, shooting with deadly accuracy in demon's heads, dropping them in one shot.

"Fine." Zach said. "You're a good shot, so stay here until the other two get here."

"Uh-huh. Whatever." Conner said, continuing shooting with one pistol, before it ran out of ammo and threw it to the side, getting the other pistol.

"Can you get the ones in the sky?" Zach asked. "The others are having trouble."

"Fine." Conner rolled his eyes, and 12 demon's dropped easily with his ability to accurately aim.

Zach shot down the ground forces with help from the other troops which continued to gather, before seeing a familiar brown-haired female. "Paige!"

"Zach! Are the others..."

"Most are fine! Riley's dead, and Mila hasn't come yet." Zach reported.

"Riley's dead?" Paige bit her lip. "Damn it! She was way too young to die."

"Yeah." Zach said. "Now, can you get down there? Follow the passage."

"Sure thing." Paige said, before hearing a shout. Paige turned, and saw Mila being guided by Amy down towards them. "Mila!"

"Paige? Is that you?"

"Yes!"

"What's happening? I heard the explosions, the bullets. Amy and I just avoided Lecter."

"What?" Paige's eyes widened. "Lecter was broken out?"

"Yes." Amy said, before suddenly her neck exploded in blood and muscle, and she dropped like a stone. Mila turned sightlessly towards her and gasped.

"Amy! Amy, are you there?"

"Mila, she's dead. Sorry, come on."

"Where am I going?"

Paige extended her hand. "Grab my hand."

Mila reached out, but suddenly a bullet fired straight through her forehead. Paige watched as if in slow motion the hole appear in Mila's forehead, blood spaying out into Paige's face and Mila fell downwards, hitting the floor. Paige didn't have time to mourn as she saw two familiar faces.

Trent and William; William's suit was torn and blooded, and Trent was holding the pistol which had killed Mila.

"You bastard! You fucking goddamn bastard!" Paige screamed at Trent, enraged about Mila's death.

"That language is just uncalled for." Trent said, shaking his head. "You don't usually swear."

"Paige!" Zach exclaimed, and grabbed Paige's shoulders. "Go! You cannot die here!"

Paige grit her teeth, but nodded. She started to climb down when Zach was shot in the chest. He gasped and fell to one knee, but managed to let a shot off into William's shoulder. Zach turned and grabbed the top of the hatch. "Just turn the handle to lock it." He said, before closing it.

Paige just saw Zach's chest get riddled with bullet holes as the hatch closed, and as instructed, she turned the handle, hearing a click.

Paige climbed down the ladder, and saw the tunnel she would be going down. It was long and straight, lit up by dim lights on the ceiling. Paige began to run, as shocked as everyone of the whole attack on the base. "Trent, you bastard..." Paige muttered as she ran. "I hope Zach managed to shot you in his dying moments..."

(So, a few shocking things, yes? Tally can manage to roughly contact people over a long distance, the base was invaded by Death's armie, and a number of Death's occured. Talking of which: R.I.P Riley and Mila Abernathy. At least Mila can join Max now. So, who will be next to die? See you next week!