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"Right. Maybe we'd better get moving, then." She patted her sword and looked around at everyone. "I have no idea where this DoDayGlow place is, so I'll just follow you, Marcus."

Nat nodded, batting Kelvin away as he tried to have a look at her arm. "I'm up for that."

Kelvin just shrugged when Deryn asked about lookaike people. "Im not sure what's going on," he said apologetically. "I just know that I was fighting someone who was... me. Except I'd never have behaved like that."

((Apologies for short post, am in rush and will be away for a few hours now. Seeyou all when I get back!))

"We didn't have a good time getting here," he said apologetically. "It's good to meet up with fellow PPC Agents, though, given the circumstances."

"Didn't sneak up," Deryn muttered, sheathing her knife now that she was sure there wasn't about to be a sudden attack. "And- people exactly alike, you say?" She glanced at Leas, expression almost afraid.

Leas patted her on the shoulder, then focused his attention on Marcus. "We might be able to help if the lights go out," he said, "but you're right, it'd be best if we didn't need to. Which way do we go?"

"Sorry, it's a bit hard not to be jumpy when we're fighting people who look almost exactly like us." Marcus said, nodding apologetically to the newcomers. Zodfang merely grunted, keeping a distrustful eye on them as Marcus brought his attention to Cass.

"Ya shuldn't sneek up'n us like dat, 'oomies," Zodfang said to the newcomers. "Coulda shot ya."

"Yeah, he's right. Anyway, Cass, I figured that with this invasion going on, the first thing the enemy would do to try to weaken HQ's defenses is turn off the power. We can't fight if we can't see, right? If they disabled the power, it'd give them a big advantage, so I figured they'd go for Upstairs and DoDAEG first. We were coming back from some fighting in Operations when we passed through here."

Gripping her bell handle between her teeth, Trojie grabbed the ends of her chain in both hands and proceeded to attempt to garrotte Ansela's EPC twin. 'Bitch is freaking strong!' she gasped as she tried not to lose her grip.

Ansela yelled back, parrying a jab from her counterpart's impossibly constructed dagger. "Uh, a little help here would be appreciated, preferably from someone with a weapon a bit longer than a throwing knife that isn't really meant to be used for hand to hand combat."

If I hang my cursor above the link to the second story the word aprilfool appears in the link.

Did you make these links yourself?

*wishing all badfic was just a joke*

Nat moved towards them a bit belligerently, ignoring Marcus' comment about her arm. It still worked, so she wasn't going to make a fuss.

Kelvin moved up beside her, one hand on his sword hilt. "We're PPC," he explained to the newcomers, glancing over to Marcus and Zodfang for backup just in case these people were the enemy.

"Oh, for heavens' sake," Cassie interrupted, coming over to join the others as Sedri headed off to get herself seen to. "They're on our side, Nat, we met them a few months back. Now what did I hear about needing to stop people cutting off HQ's power?"

"I told you you shouldn't be out," one said, sounding somewhat exasperated and female. "If that last one hadn't falling for the old 'behind you!' trick-"

"Yes, and what if Nick got hurt? Or worse, her?" the second person asked, apparently male and trying for patience. "You never know-"

At this point, they came into view, and stopped dead on seeing the other Agents. "Ah," said Leas, the guy, and held out his hands. "We're here, in, um…"

"Are you on our side or the other?" Deryn said, rather more bluntly and earning herself an elbow in the side for it. The knife in her hand wasn't really helping either, though she'd wiped most of the last victim's blood off.

... but I've got a rock you can hide under if you're worried :)

said Trojie, landing a lucky blow and knocking out her counterpart before moving in to help her canine partners in crime against their adversaries. 'We're just ... fighting ourselves? Shit, this was the worst tactical idea any PPC Enemy's ever had, isn't it?'

'Seems to be working!' someone yelped from the melee. 'Or at least, no-one's losing yet!'

"Shouldn't we get you down to Medical? That cut looks pretty bad." He continued, walking up to her to examine the gash. Zodfang had given her a "back off" type look when she started eyeing his gun, but was now just standing around looking rather agitated. Either that or bored, at least.

"C'mon, 'Oomie! We'z gonna miss da fightin'! Dis is a propa WAAAGH! in 'ere!" He said, continually looking around as if hoping some Enforcer would pop their head out for him to shoot. Sighing, Marcus shook his head.

"The fighting's still going to be there if you wait, I want to make sure they're not too hurt." Marcus explained, trying to take another look at the wound. "Anyway, DoDAEG is the Department of Dead Author Electricity Generation. I was thinking they might try to cut off HQ's power to hamstring our defenses, so we were heading there to make sure they didn't try it."

((*feeling a bit more unsure than usual*))

"Thanks," she said, accepting his help to get to her feet and looking around at the mess. "This's pretty impressive."

Kelvin stood up himself and wiped off his sword before sheathing it. "I'm all right, thank you, but Nat and Sedri-"

"I'm fine." Nat climbed to her feet, one hand over the gash in her arm. "It's nothin' ta worry about." She eyed Zodfang's weapon with interest.

"You're hurt," Kelvin insisted, gesturing at the sizeable cut. Her t-shirt sleeve was already wet with blood, but it wasn't exactly pumping out.

"Bugger that," was the only response as the lanky girl picked up her sword and turned to Marcus. "What's DoDAEG an' ow do we get there?"

Cassie just rolled her eyes and limped over to Sedri, her knee throbbing from where it had been kicked. "How are you?"

The entire corridor was cleared of Enforcers in maybe eight seconds, the bloody mess on the floor and walls again all that was left, aside from a couple of intact corpses. Some shots had missed, and the explosions of those bolter shells left sizeable holes in the walls and floor. Overall, it was a strong reminder to Marcus of why exactly he never let Zodfang bring his heavy bolter on missions, it was just plain overkill. Smirking, Marcus started to walk forward once the shooting stopped, looking around in the hopes of seeing whatever Agents had been in trouble.

I hope Zodfang didn't accidentally shoot them, he thought, kicking aside what was left of an Enforcer's torso as Cassie spoke up. Sighing in relief, he grinned back at the group of Agents on the ground, kneeling down and offering a hand to help Cassie up. It had been a little while since he'd last seen her, but these weren't the circumstances he'd had in mind of running into that little group again.

"Glad we were able to get here on time," he said. "We were just heading down to DoDAEG. Anyone severely wounded?"

Been a while since I saw any of those. *noms*

((I'm happy however we decide to post.))

"Thank you!" Kelvin ducked an attack from somebody else as his counterpart fell to the floor, then pushed Sedri out of the fighting. "You're hurt, stay back!" He plunged back in to join his partners.

Cassie had managed to get herself stuck, back to the wall, trying to fend off about four people at once. She couldn't help but notice that her partners were trying to reach her, but were being hampered by the other fourteen or so... Agents. If they even were. Why the hell would Agents be attacking each other?

Someone's boot connected with her knee and she fell. Before she could move, another person stood on her sword blade, preventing her from using it. Oh, crap. She threw her free arm up as a last-ditch defence against attacks from above.

Nat saw her friend go down and redoubled her efforts to reach her. This was made easier when Kelvin joined her, but one of the attackers still managed to get in a lucky slash at her left arm. She yelled in pain, but the sound was drowned out by a gunshot and a primal bellow she definitely recognised.

Kelvin, being the tallest, was the first to notice the massive-gun-wielding Ork coming up the passageway. His eyes widened and he dived to the floor, dragging Nat with him just in time.

Once the (metaphorical) dust had settled, everyone looked up. Cassie managed a grin at the two newcomers. "Fantastic timing, guys."

S'what I do.

"All agents to report to the nearest Sueification station for reeducation. Despatch is currently readying a list of the most flagrant goodf-" Marcus, well and truly fed up with hearing that same announcement over and over, turned around and blasted the P.A. without a second thought, casually reloading his Mossberg afterwards, as if oblivious to the shower of sparks. A matter of seconds ago, they had been standing right in front of almost thirty EPCers. Now, all that was left of that group was the mass of bloody chunks that had been left by the sheer firepower he and Zodfang brought to bear and which they were now standing in.

"Haha, wuz wunderin' when ya'd shuddit up, 'Oomie." The Ork said, letting out a hearty laugh as he hefted the massive heavy bolter with ease. The weapon had laid pretty much anything Zodfang pointed it at to waste, clearing entire corridors of EPCers with ease and destroying most other things it hit as well. This served their purposes nicely, as could be expected of a machine gun that used rocket propelled grenades for ammunition.

Currently, they were on their way to DoDAEG to prevent the Enforces from cutting off power in HQ, but along the way they had been seeking out and destroying as much of the EPC's stuff as they could, especially the Sueification stations. The black of their uniforms could barely be seen for all the EPCer blood drenching them. They had been travelling with a fairly large group to head to DoDAEG, but had got separated from them in the fighting.

"What can I say, I don't like being told stuff I already know." Marcus said, shrugging as he made sure there was a shell in the chamber. "I wonder what happened to Troy's guys, we need to meet up with them again."

Before their banter could continue, they heard a great deal of commotion in a nearby corridor. Even in a situation like this, they couldn't get a break, it seemed. Nodding to each other, they walked side by side towards the source of the noise, keeping their guns at the ready. When they finally rounded the corner, they were standing behind a throng of at least twenty Enforcers, each charging towards people they couldn't see.

Marcus reacted first, depressing the Mossberg 500's trigger in a smooth motion and immediately re-cocking the weapon to bring another shell into the chamber. Not one to miss a beat, Zodfang brought his heavy bolter to bear.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

The thundering noise of the bolter drowned out even Marcus' shotgun blasts as EPC agents started to be blown apart even as they turned to face whatever was annihilating their unguarded rear flank. A couple got off some potshots, but they went wild as the Enforcers firing them got reduced to a gorey slush.

The cavalry had most certainly arrived.

...just not Good good. They obviously knew what they were doing, and Sedri had two long, bloody gashes in her arm before Kelvin's double was finished. Kelvin had, by then, joined Nat in trying to keep Cassie alive, and somebody had resorted to pulling hair.

"Ow!"

"Very mature," grumbled Sedri, who was next to useless now, and just watched as the three other agents dispatched their opponants.

*tosses it back. With chocolate sauce*