It Used To Be A Lovely Church

JP with Jaxx, Trustno1, Redsword, Lorem, mdman and Cindy

Sung leaned forward and then moved in a graceful motion forward drawing his sword at the same time. The blade ignited in a translucent flame. giving Dozuk little time to defend himself. the sword cut deep into his chest sending Dozuk back into the wall behind him. blood spilled from the slash Dozuk started to be consumed by the translucent flame. Dozuk starts to scream trying to put out the flames.

Sartre took aim at the cultists firing.

Choi tried the office door, holding the sword in the opposite hand. It was locked, so Choi stepped back and gave the door a power kick, which broke the lock. The door went inward and Yeong pounced inward, his sword prepared to fight.

Agent Powers threw a few pews at the enemy firing weapons at the team.

Sung ducked as a pew bearly missed him and slammed into Dozuk crushing him as blood gushed out of the Dozuk slash and mouth.

Two more rushed out one from the door from the right and one left of the podium. both with handguns shooting short bursts they looked better trained than most. both had 9mm glocks with high compacity magazines.

The right cultists fired at Sung. He saw the morning light cultists but could not do much because of moving to doge the pew. Sung was hit at close range fell to his right rolled and growled.

The cultists to the left fired at Agent Powers with big eyes. Everyone could tell he was frightened a little.

Agent Powers grunted as the small caliber bullets hit him. As the bullets hit his muscular body, they made ripples before bouncing off him. This was a bizarre thing for anyone to see. Though Agent Powers was not in dire pain he could still feel the impact which was annoying. Agent Powers then continued to throw pews as the bad guys. He then said, “I can do this all day. You Kandy ass roody poo!!!!”

Sartre took aim at the cultists that were shooting at Max. Success.

—--

In the office one of The Morning Light cultists. hand a teenage girl pinned down on a couch in the office. The cultist looked back at Choi and had a 9mm in his hand shot at Choi that missed and hit the wall beside him.

Choi ran up the wall next to the cultist in an arc fashion while slashing with the sword at the neck of the cultist, striking the man precisely between the vertebrae. The head rolled to the floor, blood splattering upon Yeong, as he flipped off the wall, and the girl, whom Choi now faced.

Quickly, Choi announced, “You are safe! I am not of the cult. I have friends outside of this office that may need my help. You will be okay if you stay behind me.”

—--

In the melee, Sartre said in the chip, "Alyssa, where are you, can you hear me?" Nothing.

As chaos erupted inside Charles Duane's church, Eun-Ji remained calm and focused amidst the flurry of activity. While she was hiding safely away in the narthex, the morning light cultists posed a serious threat to her Dragon colleagues; the Illuminati she wasn’t very concerned about.

Eun-Ji sprang into action, her mind calculating the best course of action. Utilizing her chaos abilities, she had prepared prior to the combat, she controlled two of the four strategically placed versions of herself around the interior of the church. While two illusions remained in place, appearing to pray and observe, the other two (at the stained glass windows and candle lighting) oriented themselves and charged towards the cultists, drawing their fire.

As the illusions closed in, the cultists' bullets passed harmlessly through them, causing confusion and disorientation. The two illusion swiftly closed the distance. The two remaining cultists both were about to engage in close quarter physical combat, when suddenly the illusions shattered on impact with them. As if their synaptic signals in their neural pathways had been disrupted, both men’s brains went into a dis functional daze. Unless they had a form of protection from such chaos abilities, they would become incapacitated and collapse as if their minds had been turned off.

Sung sat up rubbing his side then looked at the hole in his suit jacket. "Damit Just purchase this jacket. That hurt I hate guns," said Sung standing up slowly sheathing his sword. looking around "Anyone hurt?" asked Sarne sounding more annoyed than anything.

Choi walked out of the office with a young lady in tow. He had noticed that the clamor from outside had ceased. This relieved him, as he did not wish to create more trauma for the girl, as she had already witnessed the decapitation of the man atop her.

He saw three of Eun-Ji, Sartre, Powers, and Sung. “It looks like you are hurt,” Yeong said to Master Sung, “Is it bad? Where is the Little One?” he continued, looking to Powers. “What happened to Alyssa?”

Choi still held the sword in hand, not yet trusting the quietness of the situation. There was one of them missing, and therefore, it may be needed.

Agent Powers was in full smoldering pose as he looked around while on guard. Whoever or whatever took Alyssa was still a threat and out there somewhere. He said, “Someone or something took Alyssa and vanished.” He saw the female with Choi and asked, “Who is she?”

Sartre bounded quickly for the priest's office "Max, where is Duane? Was that all of them?"

Agent Powers replied, “Dunno. There may be more hiding around here and they might have Alyssa.”

"Where should we go?" "Hey Green Emerald!" he shouted to Un Ji, lets work together!”

The old church that had been around since the days of Spanish colonization. It was a Protestant church but several hundred years old. Wooden pews, arranged into rows, a shelf on the back of each pew holding a bible and song book, an altar, pulpit, crucifixes, crosses, rosaries, decorative banners with key scenes depicted from the bible or symbols of a specific religion, flowers, clean, polished surfaces, high windows, stained glass windows, statues of important religious figures

Now the beautiful look was ruined. pew thrown around the wall with bullet holes and holes from the impact of the pews. Glass wood and books spread across the sanctuary. the smell of gunpowder burning candles that are now extinguished wood polish and wood hanging in the air. Two men lay alive but babbling on the left and right of the stage and podium. The cultist's leader corps now smoking as it turns to ash. another with his head separated from his body lay in a pool of his blood.

The teams were spread around but still in the sanctuary. now looking at one another.

The two remaining Eun-Ji’s inside the disheveled church interior were but convincing illusions with nearly indiscernible painterly edges. They did not respond to Peter Sartyre when he addressed one of them, either the one in the pew praying that had risen and moved closer to the group or the one standing in the back still observing, for neither one was real to be capable of a reply. The real Moon was still comfortably situated in the narthex, looking in through a glass panel of one of several ornate entryway doors. It was a good thing too she didn’t pay his comments any heed, because she would have just ignored his misguided request anyways.

She couldn’t believe the mess that was made of the situation. It was a wonderful display of unnecessary mayhem and carnage. This group had the strategic planning of an impulsive infant and the tactics of one track minds. There haste, as well as their unquestionably impressive skills, led to overconfident reflexive reactions instead of intelligible responses in her opinion. She hated to admit it, but she missed her older brother’s aggressive and controlling leadership.

With the sound of cop sirens drawing nearer off in the distance, someone must have called the cops due to the commotion, she pulled out her cellphone. She decided to take advantage of an opportunistic moment to deter the Illuminati and called the cops. Perhaps she could get them tied up with the law and out of the way?

"Where do we go from here?" Sartre said.

Agent Powers was looking around for any clue as to where Alyssa was taken to. He slow looked around for any threats or clues that could help him find the female hacker. As he scanned the area with seriousness he gave a strong smolder expression. He replied, "We need to find Alyssa.”

Sartre looked around the church for any sign of the hacker.

Almost as if she heard them, Alyssa reappeared, but then vanished. Almost like TV static where the picture goes in and out, until she fully remateralized. The hacker seemed to look at Peter, then Max, then proceeded to pass out, collapsing to the ground.

"Get Alyssa some help." Sartre rushed towards her.

One of the men a fake Eun-Ji took out began to move as Choi approached him. Yeong simply placed the point of his sword at the man’s Adams Apple. The second man began to come conscious as well.

“Easy now, men!” Choi announced. “You were beat! Let’s have no trouble!”

He nodded to Powers. “Help the Little One, Alyssa. This girl was being molested by the man in the office. He’s of no concern now. I’ll watch these two.”

Evidently, Eun-Ji didn’t attack to kill. Or, more likely, her illusions couldn’t kill because they were not real.

Agent Powers did as Choi asked and helped secure the young female away from any know threat. However he didn't drop his guard since he knew they was the posibility of more danger.

Looking Sung walked over to the cultist who had shot him. Sung gave a cold stair as the cultists were waking up. Sung kicks the gun away from him. He puts his foot on the man's chest and pushes down slowly. Placing his sword tip to his throat a trickle of blood ran down the side of the cultist's neck.

"Give me a reson so I can kill you slowly," said Sung his tone cold and with little emotion. The cultist's eyes got big and he started to breathe heavily fear was in the man's eyes. Then change to anger. "When Madam Demonia finds you, you're dead." The cultist's tone was defiant.

Eun-Ji finished up her phone call with the police, where she anonymously reported a homicide taking place at the church. She gave the police the physical descriptions of the Illuminati agents she had seen prior to entering the building. In addition, she reported a questionable vehicle, Alyssa’s van, parked near the scene of the crime; including the license plate. Then she hung up.

Eun-Ji, the real one, then entered the main part of the church and shouted to her fellow Dragons in Korean, “성 사부님과 최씨는 이제 가야 합니다. 경찰이 오고 있습니다.!”

Without waiting, she turned and exited the church while ensuring her face would not be recorded by any external camera, made her way across the street to the park, and continued onward from there. She trusted the two men would bring whatever they found of importance with them. Her illusions faded from everyone’s view as well.

OOC: it translates to Master Sung and Choi we must go now, the cops are on the way.