Taking Down The Warren

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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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[iwasforgiven]

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.

[timecaptain.livejournal.com]

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.

[timecaptain.livejournal.com]

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 ... "

[brokenverse-npc.livejournal.com]

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.

[iwasforgiven]

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!"

[timecaptain.livejournal.com]

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.

[timecaptain.livejournal.com]

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.

[timecaptain.livejournal.com]

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.

[iwasforgiven]

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.

[timecaptain.livejournal.com]

This had turned into one big cluster fuck. He wouldn'tve blamed some of them if they'd ran. His body was slowly mending itself back together as the wounds were greater this time. Parts of his legs had to grow back and whatever else had gone missing since he died. People and werecreatures were dying all around him and he was still mending.

Eight minutes later, he gasped back to life, reaching for his gun and looking down at his leg. He groaned and looked over at Alisa and a wolf had his boss down. He cocked the Webley and stood up, walking over and putting the muzzle right to the back of the things head and fired. "Take that, you piece of shit," he growled, stepping back and turned around to look for anymore.

[iwasforgiven]

Jack's the quicker of the two to come back, his injuries were not as bad but maybe it had to due to dying more often and with an untold death count. He has the old grenade launcher with him, that old M79, rounds wrapped around his shoulder on an ammo belt.

He has one already in there, but first beating the wolf off him is on his mind. At least Sparky and Red are helping with the other thing.

Once, the wolf is clear he pulls his chewed up leg and he fires..there's a delay...and then BOOOM!

Alisa's body has mended itself, there she is alone as she takes a small breath of air. She lays there for a bit, play dead for now then get the rifle to start helping the other Jack's out. Her hand newly healed, digs for the Desert Eagle in the holster. She lies in wait for now, there's the other Jack. She pushes herself up slowly, and she pulls off a few rounds at the wolf on him.

[joanofalltrades.livejournal.com]

Kate's been pinned down. She's in a secure spot and although she's had excellent cover, it's been all she can do to keep the werewolves off of her, never mind helping her teammates. "Are they ever going to stop?"

[timecaptain.livejournal.com]

This Jack had died three times in three days, so his body was a little slower in catching up. He tilted his head and started off in the direction where he might be needed. He stepped over dead bodies of werewolves, picking up his automatic. He was loading it and narrowly missed attack from another one. "Jesus Christ, close that rift," he muttered to himself, using the automatic to crack the wolf's jaw. He took another bite on the shoulder for his trouble, reaching up with the Webley and sticking it under the wolfs jaw and pulling the trigger. He didn't stumble, but the pain in his shoulder was immense. He kept moving, intend on finding Gadget. No matter how many times he died to get there.