Zombie Central (Not AT)

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Central City was quite literally one of the worst places for Kimono. Between everything bad deciding to happen here, all of her fights, arguments, and problems seemed to come from this kami forsaken city, it was like the whole place was cursed. Well, unsurprisingly, this seemed to be continuing like some sort of horribly bad habit.

Kim had been hiding herself in a cafe as she usually found comfort in. Her attire was different, her magical and ki senses concealed by the Hutong as it shielded her from everything. She learned from her accidental encounter with the Majin and Gira. Sitting alone in the corner in her wheelchair, hoodie pulled up and covering her face while she ate the small chocolate cake in front of her. It was a nice change of pace for her usual MREs and stolen meals she'd grab from buildings she broke into during her recent investigation into the Mist-Born monsters being produced from her own modified variant of the Hutong captured from her. She would have continued her own enjoyment, until her own peace was beaten down by the muffled screams and yells of people outside of the business. Kimono had not been paying attention to her own senses, so focused in her reading and eating that it took her a moment before she felt the sudden jolt of demonic energy throughout the city.

It wasn't an energy she was familiar with herself, but Kimono's body shivered at how close it felt to her own power she was aware of. It was uncomfortable, ancient, almost like how the Hutong manifested in someone. This wasn't one of hers, but whoever it was had an insanely high level of power and was of a similar origin. Either way, it was the last thing the soldier was planning to get involved with.

What got her involved was the sudden shamble of a humanoid into the cafe. The ring of the door bell alerted the waitress who went to greet the new customer with a smile. Once the zombie pounced on the waitress tearing her to pieces, pouring a deep blue fog into the corpse to reanimate it, Kimono was hit with so many questions. This seemed too much like her first ever mission after completing the enhanced human program. She had raided a mansion filled with zombies that acted like this, though without the presence of the gas... And the gas itself set her off. It's demonic, vile origin was evident from feeling it in the same room as her. It disgusted her.

BANG, BANG

The sounds of the gunshot from the soldier as she raised her sidearm. Standing up from her chair with her Hutong legs, Kim would dash for the front door of the establishment aiming down the sights of her weapon towards the sudden crowds of the undead roaming the streets. Her area had been mostly ran through already, the businesses being invaded by the walking corpses that intended to cause as much destruction as they could to the city. Kimono could only see a few still living people, a couple Zoans running for their lives with the occasional normal human here or there fighting back against the dead with improvised weaponry or firearms and blasters taken from deceased police units. The only other super powered being she could feel was a moderately strong human across the street and down a bit from her, a redhead who himself seemed to be combatting some of the dead creatures with moderate levels of effectiveness. If he made it she would have to speak with them about what the hell was going on. If they made it.

"Why can't this city ever get a fucking break" was all the woman could get out in a groan as she continued to open fire on the crowds of zombies cohorting through the streets. More seemed to appear as the civilians fell to the horde, more and more survivors running by the woman as she stood steadfast, taking down as many of the deceased monsters as she could. While she emptied her magazines into the monsters, she breathed her own mist into the nearby area both as a blanket of cover for her to give her as much information as she could, while also allowing her to be prepared in the worst case scenario. Eventually she would have to push back, their numbers were too numerous and their speed too brisk to stay where she was without risking exposure to whatever the hell it was that turned them. "damn it..."

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Yukata had been in central city looking for further signs that might lead her closer to finding her sister when the event that transpired had just began to wreck further levels of havoc throughout the town. She had been on top of one of the nearby buildings looking down at the chaos roaming through the streets. It didn't take long for the oncoming swathes of decrepit crypt walkers ravaged the local populous with an uncomfortable efficiency. Despite her own situation, Yuki couldn't help but be disgusted at the level of brutal violence and gore that the beasts were capable of.

Jumping down to a ledge and hunching over the moving horde of undead monsters, the vampire would smell the deep flavor of fresh and corrupted blood in the air as death and destruction laid waste to central city's streets. Mixed with a hint of both hunger and disgust from the taste she felt in her mouth with the smells, she couldn't help but get sick by it all. She needed to help out, even if she wasn't too prepared herself to do much. She'd scan the nearby crowds of survivors that fought back the wave of corpses, looking for struggling stragglers that did not look like they'd be able to make it too far to safety, swinging down into action as best as she can to assist.

"Get back!" She'd yell as her body would fly down at an ungodly fast speed towards a group of four humans being surrounded. Her heel decapitated one of the unholy beasts, followed by a quick swipe with her clawed fingers at the skull of another, her hand going clean through the thinly protected cranium. As she continued her rampage to protect the humans, she cleaved a way to safety for the civilians, pushing them back as her fangs began to protrude from her mouth, the hunger kicking in. It was here that she saw the red headed human struggling with some of the zombies himself.

Rushing to the aid of Tarine, her purple hair would fly by him like a flash as her white loose tshirt would become suddenly stained with a spray of crimson. Her mouth biting down hard on the throat of one of the zombies that attempted to get at the human, Yuki would crush it's windpipe and push it back, slamming her fist into another zombie's skull throwing it violently to the side with a caved-in head. She would turn sharply to Tarine, her obvious vampiric features showing as she looked defensively to the seemingly helpless being.

"A-Are you okay?" She'd say concerned, watching around for further threat. She had no idea how to feel energy, had no clue how much more powerful Tarine was than her, all she saw was a helpless human needing someone's aid. "I'm not sure what's going on, but these guys aren't taking no for an answer, and I don't vibe with that. We need to find somewhere to hole up for a while. Others seem to have the same idea." She'd state, offering a possible option for the time being. Nearby houses and businesses already had some boards up protecting their entrances from intrusion.