[i]The General swiftly rushes, his experience in the Floridian swamps allowing him to retain near complete silence as he came up behind the man. The Tomahawk lashed out, shooting in front of the man's neck. Before he can say a word or scream, it is viciously pulled back, the lower corner of the weapons blade cutting into the mesh. It cuts through with ease, slicing into the man's jugular and preventing any noise from escaping. Jackson yanked him back with the Tomahawk, thrusting the Bowie Knife up and under the man's chest plate, going beneath the man's ribs and stabbing his lungs. The vibration blade makes quick work of it as Jackson lowered the man's lifeless body to the forest floor. Pulling out his blades, the grizzled President takes the rifle from the man's body, placing it into his satchel. He moves forward, dropping into the trenches behind a squadron. They fail to notice, due to both his skill and the distraction provided by the Courier. He thrusts his left arm beneath one man's left arm, his Bowie Knife catching him beneath his jaw. The man dies quickly, but is still pulling the trigger in his death throes. The General simultaneously chopped the tomahawk into the neck of the man to the others right. He pulls his left arm, pulling the first man left and mowing down the rest of the squadron before pulling out his knife. With the squad eliminated, he moves on, blades quickly vibrating off any blood, but his hands and the hilt coated in it...[/i] ------------------------------------------ [i]The Wolf nods, scowling. He hated teleporters, hated them with a passion. As he turns to face the four adversaries, he pulses a wave of fire, which fills up the entirety of the building. However, the fire burns nothing, and merely passes over everything. Satisfied that no one was in the building, he kneels, pillar of fire forming both on him and behind them. When the pillars dissipate, Fenrir is left standing there, before he slices the air, sending a wave of fire at them, hot enough to set the roof it passes over on fire. He rushes behind it, using his full speed and moving faster than any human should.[/i]

[i]Someone had gotten a bead on him, one of the gun trucks, which promptly opened up with its 12.7mm DsHK machine gun. Shells flew at Jackson from his side, impacting all around him. Wilson had since risen from his cover and annihilated two of the technicals, along with numerous other men. He was unstoppable, but in a different manner than Jackson. Where Old Hickory was stealthy, Wilson was balls-to-the-wall, punching, stabbing, shooting his way right into the fight.[/i] YO MR. PRESIDENT, COME GET SOME! [i]He shouted, laughing maniacally as he cleaved a man's arm off with his machete.[/i] ~~~~ [i]Three of them disappeared, and one remained, standing before Fenrir. As he threw his wave of fire, the man utilized his thrusters to jump over it and a Fenrir's charge, drawing his own blade in the process, landing behind the knight. Clearly this figure was full of tricks and skilled at combat.[/i] Come on, big guy, show me whatcha got... [i]He said, a sneer beneath his helmet.[/i]

[i]Jackson swung his Tomahawk behind him and towards the ground, catching one of the dead bodies and lifting it up in front of him. He promptly stabbed it in the air with his knife, using the cadaver for cover as he rushed the gunner. Most bullet were caught by the body shield, but those that come through or got around the body were stopped effectively enough by Jackson's new armor. He thrust the Tomahawk into its sheath at his hip, then witches the hand holding the knife, and thereby the shield, up in front of him. With his now free left hand, he drew his flintlock, now using its normal hard light rounds as he loosed a few suppressing shots. By this time, he was close to the men, so he used his enhanced strength to throw the human shield at them, toppling the closest combatants. The others were quickly dispatched by hard light rounds to the head. It was then that he heard his supplier, and the ravings of the lunatic caused Jackson to instinctively note the location of the Courier. However, it was quickly returned to the toppled soldiers, one of whom had begun to fire at him from the ground. He kicked the man's gun away and blasted him in the head, drawing his Tomahawk again. Another man got up and began to run to the next squadron, but stopped with the [b]THUD[/b] of the Tomahawk hitting him in the back of the head. The third and final man stayed still, but Jackson was in battle, and caught the slightest movements of his chest as the man breathed. Jackson approached quietly, then stepped on the man's neck with his right foot. The man managed squawk before Jackson viciously twisted his planted foot, promptly breaking the man's neck. He calmly walked back to the ruined cadaver, drawing his knife out. He then retrieved his Tomahawk before continuing, sheathing the Seminole's Wrath and holstering the Duelists' Flintlock. What he did draw was a silenced Model 1887, moving quietly again through the trenches...[/i] ------------------------------------------------------------- [i]Fenrir smiled coldly as the Yodünfire coursed through him, granting him yet greater strength, durability, and speed, even more than he already had. This one...this one reminded him of Cecil...and that was not a good thing. With a single motion, Fenrir surges forward, slashing heavily with Raganrok in his left-hand, seeking to cut through the mans sword, armor, flesh and bone, from the man's left shoulder to his right thigh.[/i]

[i]The soldiers were retreating, warping away and pulling back from the fight. Their orders were clear, and they would follow them. Wilson and Jackson were able to continue to cut through the remaining troops as they pulled back, leaving the corpses of their comrades and the wrecks of their burnt-out vehicles.[/i] ~~~~ [i]As Fenrir swung, the man disappeared, reappearing on the rooftop ledge above him. Holstering his revolver, he mock-bowed, and laughed.[/i] Catch you some other time, hothead. I've got to roll. [i]With that, he disappeared, along with his dopplegangers.[/i]