Kamarov ran down a slightly empty hall until he ran into Jacob's outstrectched arm. Slamming onto his back Kamarov jumped back to his feet and swung a fist at Jacob who narrowly dodged. Jacob retaliated by pulling out his knife and making a push for Kamarov's neck. Kamarov caught his arm in just enough to time to stop him from impacting. Beads of sweat started to flow down Jacob's brow, as he and Kamarov both struggled with the knife. Jacob's mask created a creepy image as Kamarov lifted his leg into Jacob's chest and sent him falling back. With a grunt Jacob pushed himself to his feet and started to run after Kamarov. Kamarov had already started running for the roof access of the ship. It had been badly damaged and only opened part way as Kamarov finally reached it and typed in the code. Jacob picked up speed and slammed into the closing door, denting it severly and stopping it from closing. Breathing heavily, Jacob pulled himself up and onto the roof to face Kamarov who was holding a long blade. "Brings back memories, eh Comrade?" Jacob laughed slightly before standing and pulling out his knife. "Yeah.. just last time it was more like on the top of a building and we were both unarmed." Kamarov popped his neck and took a fighting stance. "Not to mention, you were supposed to stay dead." Jacob moved forward making a swipe, that was blocked by Kamarov's blade. "When you kill someone, make sure they're dead." Kamarov retaliated with an upward swipe that narowly missed Jacob's head as he ducked. "You stole that from Heavy Metal 2." Jacob kicked Kamarov in the stomach, sending him flying back. "Yeah, I know!" Kamarov pushed himself to his feet and charged at Jacob's as fast as he could go. Jacob attempted to defend himself but swung too high and watched as the blade sank into his lower chest. Blood immediately flowed from under his mouth, as he grunted in pain. With a quit movement, Jacob forced the knife into Kamarov's neck and kicked him with all his might. A wide-eyed Kamarov fell to the ground, just as Jacob went to his knees. Jacob feel forward, hitting Kamarov's shoulder, knocking off the Savior symbol, and revealing the Hazmat Team Charlie logo.
carlos walked up beside frank, aiming his m9 pistol down at kamarov's head. he pulled the trigger twice and turned to help jacob. "and stay down, you commmie @$$#0!3." he grabbed jacob under the arm and helped frank carry him along. "we need to find kat and the rest of hazmat savior before the russians get them."
Kamarov twitched and rolled away leaving a lot of blood from where his head had been. The force of the shots made his body role to where to other Amalgamators were standing. They picked his body up and watched them as a wraith flew over head and grabbed them. As they left, a bigger threat appeared. The Keeper stepped out slowly onto the Deck clapping his hands. His voice can slow and sounded as it were multiple people speaking at once. "Very good, you are all worthy fighters." A soldier crept up behind the Keeper and aimed his weapon but only stared as his arm fell off a cut angle. The Keeper was still facing Jacob, Frank, and Carlos, but holding a blade.
carlos let go of jacob and slowly turned, his milky white eyes pulsing a deep gray tone. his voice changed to that of many, his fingers became claws, his gloves stretching and bursting. he removed his helmet and grinned, his teeth sharp and carnivourous, his skin darkened and his hair standing straight up, spiky. "well isnt this a pleasent surprise? how've you benn, you look so good after being blown up by a satchel charge and the primary explosion of the nomads reactor."
"No.. that brother is dead." Two more Keepers approuched from behind the original one, and the still screaming soldier. "You can't win, not unless you are willing to blow this world to pieces." They all started to walk towards the three, just as Ben charged up the stairs and slammed his fist into one of the Keepers.
Frank took out two grenades, handing it to Jacob. "If it gets close, blow us both up." He then tossed the other to Ben. "Heads up Ben, time they are their pineapples huh." With a solid heave he supported the man and they began limping the way towards the sound of the choppers. "Hope I'm going the right damn way." The infected they passed wached them dumbly, almost comletely immobile. "Whats up with the flesh eaters?" The sounds of the fight could still be heard as the pair rounded a corner.
One Keeper (I named 'em? Or you did?) launched itself at Ben, slamming its clawed fist into the mans suited gut, literally shattering the metal, which sent Ben flying back. The in a single motion (somehow I forgot) he laughed. "Now you time as one of my children is over. Caarloss!" A strange energy ripped from Carlos's body, as the Keeper brushed passed him, heading for the hallway where Frank and Jacob were. He had removed Carlos's powers, but smiled and turned back. "The leader will, join us and then you will all suffer. He is far more powerful than you, and you know the leader. You've met him. Ragh ha ha ha ha hargh!"
((I named them and created their abilities
Ben jumped from on his back and threw off one of the armor plates from his chest, revealing a thinner, but stonger one under it. With a deep yell he charged one of the Keepers. Pure rage pulsed through his body and he grabbed the Keeper, lifted it over his head and climbed on top, slamming his fist into it's face. "You never, ever, ever, ever mess with a Devil Dog!" The Keeper shrieked and called two leapers over to assist him, but Ben just turned with his pistol and shot both of them. Ben reared his extremely muscled arm back and slammed it down with all the force of his battle suit. The skull look on his last only added to the look as blood sprayed up into his face. He rose and slowly approached the Keeper heading for Jacob. "Nobody is more powerful, than me!"
carlos landed on his back, rolling and stopping in front of a leaper. it stretched its head down and bit him on the arm, tugging hard, trying to rip the limb off. carlos fired into it with his pistol before pushing himself up as he changed back. "i don't think that will be neccesary." he pulled up his 50 caliber and took aim.