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Taking Down The Warren

They were all in positions, as far as he could tell and he gazed at his manipulator that had been enhanced with the tracking devices. Calling up the display, which hovered like a hologram over his wrist with an areal view of the warehouse and the surrounding areas, Jack counted dots. White dots for the werewolves, forty-three of them now. The ones from around the city had returned this afternoon to sleep away the daylight hours. Light green for the human operatives. Deep yellow-gold for the Jacks because of what they were infused with. Peter, Kate and Liz were a soft blue, mutated humans. Red and Alisa didn't show up at all because of what they happened to be.

"Role call everyone. Team Alpha at the rear entrance. Jack, Gadget, Gwen, all here. Team Beta?" They were at the front entrance, the first to go in. He listened for New York Jack, his wife, and Kate to call out. Good. "Team Gamma?" They were also at the front. The other Jack from New York, Rose Tyler, Red and Liz Sherman. Again, he waited for the all clear. They were damage control, defense. "Team Delta?" His other Jack, Peter Petrelli and Renee, up on the roof. Their job was strictly support, to clean out the top of the warehouse, to back up the Rift team or extract damaged agents.

When the all clear was sounded, he turned back to those in the SUV, running intelligence from the Hubs. Both Iantos, Jackie and Owen for triage. Just in case.

"All right folks. Beta and Gamma, it's your show."

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Jack's brought down, hand still clutching the rifle, as he feels the wolf sink it's fangs into his throat. The unpleasant crunching sound, as it bites down..He goes to use the rifle to push it away from him, he's not feeling exactly great and he'll end up dead at some point.

"Not today...." Jack simply thinks to himself, as he tries to get the wolf away from him. If anyone was to be the first to die it was to be him.

Alisa brings her rifle around, it's kill or be killed well they tried these on a dead pig. It resulted in exploded pig, so here goes to hope kill setting does the same to the wolf on Jack once the wolf was clear. She's got her commlink in. "....They're organized....They've got themselves spaced out in the ...." She mutters to nobody. She focuses on the part of the wolves, the fear of death behind her. She survived a Dalek as a mortal, but could this be different?

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"God fucking damn it!" Jack could hear the mess inside, but he couldn't see. Whatever had Jack on the inside also had cut out the visual that linked their manipulators together. "I need a report in there!"

Kate backtracked towards the door as she brought her rifle around to fire more rounds into the wolf that had her targeted. She didn't even have a red cloak on. "Oh shit." In between firing, she manages to switch the gun to the kill setting. "They don't seem to be mindless beasts!"

The wolf that got Jack is gone, but there's more to follow. Alisa's looking to get cover, as she fires on the rifle. Jack's out for a short bit, and she speaks. "Jack's dead. He'll be back soon, but they're scattered all over the place. They're smarter than what we gave them credit for." There's the sound of more gunfire, Alisa's got cover now she motions for Kate. "Kill them! Don't stun them!" That's all they need is wolves that got stunned to wake up.

There's a celebrated gasp for air, as Jack comes back to life with a shower of wolf parts on him. He hears the sound of guns going off, he reaches back for the rifle.

He's going to get Kate, Alisa and find a suitable place to get some cover to keep anymore of them from dying. "Sorry about that, I ended up dead." He takes over his commlink for Alisa, if any of these things survive that's fine. They'll do something about those, right now it's the survival of everyone that came with him that counts. "Still a little help would be nice! They're all over!"

ooc: Kate had to go for a bit. Headache.

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Jack heard gunfire inside and screams, wondering why they hadn't been called in yet. Things seemed to be going astray and as much as he loved waiting for orders, he was getting itchy. They had the gunpower to take these wolves out and they weren't being called in.

He cleared his throat and tapped his foot, holding his automatic rifle in his hand and had another couple guns loaded on him elsewhere. "C'mon, c'mon, what's the hold up?" he muttered to himself.

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Jack had had it. He checked his watch and had waited long enough. He looked at his team and they could follow him or wait for orders. He'd deal with the consequences of his actions later. He made his way in just in time to see this wolf going after Alisa & Kate. Well. Not today. "Hopefully you know how to duck," he muttered and started firing on the wolf. Even if he didn't hit it, he was drawing it away from Alisa in the opposite direction. "Here doggy doggy, that's right, c'mere ... "

The other wolf took the older ones lead, charging after it and launching itself at Alisa, biting at her hand and trying to wrestle anything out of it. They weren't stupid, they knew a weapon when they saw one. If they were to be attack then they would give as good as they got.

Alisa's eye widen as she feels one on her arm, the teeth are able to get hold and sever an arty, crunch bone, and oooh this hurts. She fights the urge to cry out, she swallows down hard as she goes to use the one free arm to grab the glock. Too late, the other is on her like a bolt of lightenin. She feels the darkness slowly gripping her, as she's about to simply get pulled apart.

Jack turns around to see the other wolf coming for Alisa, the one has her arm in it's jaws. Rifle armed, he goes to shoot the one charging for her.

These things are fast, he got his manipulator up to allow London hear and if he can...see everything again. To see his wife on the floor dead isn't something he hoped to see, but he knew there were risks with being 'bait'.

Jack's not happy, why is his counter part taking such a long fucking time. He looks to see help in form of one Jack arrive. "We're overwhelmed in here!"

Jack tilted his head a little and tilted his head a bit, pursing his lips and nodded. "Okay, here we go," he growled. "Move her the second I start shooting." And a second later he started shooting the wolf right in the head, hoping against hope that if he shot it enough, it'd release her so that NY Jack could get his wife and get out. "Someone send the others in, we could use the help in here!" he shouted. Still shooting.

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Jack didn't care, he kept shooting as they attacked him. He screamed when they started for his legs. But kept shooting as they attacked. He was going to keep doing it until they killed him or they died. Or both.

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And he kept shooting, even though parts of his legs were going in other directions. "Fuck," he growled, turning and noticing everyone coming in, hearing the gunfire. He threw his automatic when he was out and pulled out the Webley, starting to use it. "If I'm going down, you're fucking going with me," he muttered at the wolves. He was going down as another wolf attacked him. Jack was down as he aimed the gun at it's head and shot just before he lost consciousness.

Jack looked down as the wolves cleared Alisa's body, he knows this was to expected still he didn't like it. The battery of the gun is gone, rushes over towards Alisa's body his own Glock drawn, the Webley is kept as a final straw.

He turns around to find a wolf coming towards him, he fires the glock at it. He wants to get Alisa and that rifle of hers. It's almost too late. "Comms are dead..." Jack isn't hearing anything from the others now. "The Rift's interfering with them."

The wolf knocks Jack over on his back, the glock clattering to the ground but this Jack likes knives. He's scary with the things, as he pulls one of his throwing knives from the inside of his jacket. The wolf is chewing down on his one arm, Christ it hurt. He goes to try to drive the knife into the throat of the beast that has him pinned.

Alisa's free of being eaten, she's got her arms pretty much hanging by fine threads. Her body is slowly mending itself, she's dead. There's other pieces of missing flesh from her body. At least for once, these guys likely knew everyone came simply by the vibrations, smell and everything else the vans made.

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Gadget was working on her palm pilot, and had been since she heard the first shout. "There's no camera in there. I've got nothing Jack." It was taking everything she had not to run into the building.

Biting her lip she slipped out of the van. Damn it don't make me make good on my promise. She could hear the gunfire and stayed behind the van. Things were fucked. She needed to get in there to stop the rift.

No one was answering on the comm. He tried to reach the SUV and the hummer and nothing. Damn it. They were in the back of the building. The other teams were in the front or on the roof. He could not risk sending either of his groupmates to the others so he was just going to have to wing it.

Hopefully the group on the roof could figure out that things had gone to shit.

"We're going in then," he muttered. "Gadget, stay between me and Gwen. Don't look around, just call out the direction to the rift, got it?"

She nodded shifting things a little. "The rift's holding steady. You know we have to get to the center of the room right?"

Closing her eyes a moment she cleared her head. "Go, I'll be able to keep up." Just like paint ball with the guys. capture the flag, no problem. She thought following Jack inside, fighting to risk a glance at the others. She needed to get to the rift, or at least a foot away to plant the device.

Jack nodded and with Gwen taking up the rear, they entered the building. Jack was cautious, of course he was. He couldn't die, but being ripped apart was not fun. And if he went down, Gadget would probably not get to the rift, and certainly not have enough time to get the device working.

In the far distance, across the floor, Jack spotted flashes of light from gun fire. If they were quiet, and that was what they were suppose to be, no would would notice them.

He put his fingers to his lips and then gestured ahead of him.

She nodded glancing at the palm pilot. Moving around boxes she kept going towards the center of the room, keeping her eyes out for trouble between her and the rift.

Hearing the others fighting made her want to go help. They're depending on me to do this... Please, god don't let me fuck this up...

Jack could smell the rift as they approached it, his hair standing up on end. He could hear the growls of the wolves, but he wasn't sure where they were coming from. The warehouse stank of animals. It was filled with rows of shelves and boxes.

It took only a minute for Jack to realize that something was above them.

"Gadget. When I say run. You run. You hear me?"

Gadget heard him and gave a nod. She had a clear path to the rift.

I can do this... Really.

High above them, the wolf Jack spot waited and watched. As the redhead rushed forward, it leaped, growling, all four paws out to knock her over and rip open her back!

Jack was quick, locking the wolf between his sights. He hadn't wanted to kill anything, but this was a blood bath. Wounding the attacking creature would not do. He cocked his gun, and pulled the trigger, catching the wolf in the back of it's head. It fell before it could reach Gadget.

She heard the body fall behind her and fought not to turn back. The rift was close, the gadget she had was out. Halfway there and she was activating it, setting a timer for ten seconds.

There was a growl to her left and she threw the device diving for the right.

"There's gonna be a flash! Ten seconds!"

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