Roz

Angelic Threat

Ashley drives over to the Roz's prison which was located in the middle of nowhere, specifically a forest, and sweats intensely as she knows what she's going to get herself into. Meanwhile, Ezequiel hovers over at Roz's confined prison and blasts the place with his beams. Roz merely escapes as the building comes crashing down. The scientists are killed off and Roz flies out from the debris. Ashley finally reaches Roz's destroyed confined prison, her breath quickening as she realizes she's close to the source of all their troubles. The prison is destroyed, save for the faint red light coming the sky. Shadows cling to the corners, making it hard to see anything clearly. She notices Ezequiel in the sky.

Suddenly, Roz steps forward, emerging from the debris. His presence is menacing, and Ashley's heart skips a beat. She can feel the danger radiating from him, but she stands her ground, knowing she has no other choice.

Before she can react, Ezequiel lands on the debris with a thud. His eyes lock onto Roz, and without a word, he lunges at him, fists flying.

The fight is brutal and swift. Roz is quick, dodging Ezequiel's attacks with surprising agility. But Ezequiel is relentless, driven by a mix of anger and desperation. The two exchange blows, the sound of their fight echoing through the debris of the prison

Ashley, still in shock from the sudden violence, realizes she has to help Roz. She frantically looks around the area for something, anything, to use as a weapon.

Just as Ezequiel lands a heavy punch on Roz, Ashley spots a metal rod lying against the wall. She grabs it, her hands trembling slightly, and steps forward, ready to back Roz up. As Roz staggers from another powerful blow, Ashley seizes her chance. She rushes forward, trying to get close enough to make her move without becoming an easy target. Her heart pounds in her chest, and she's acutely aware of the stakes.

With a swift, desperate swing, she aims for Ezequiel's side. The metal rod connects with a resounding clang, momentarily distracting Ezequiel. He turns his attention towards her, his eyes blazing with surprise and irritation. Ashley takes a step back, her breath coming in short, panicked bursts.

Ezequiel's gaze shifts back to Roz, his frustration evident. Roz, taking advantage of the brief distraction, manages to regain his footing. He retaliates with a powerful sweep of his arm, forcing Ezequiel to retreat slightly. The two continue their fierce struggle, the ground beneath them trembling with the force of their combat.

Ashley, realizing she can't stand idle, decides to stay in the fight. She scans the area for additional tools or weapons, her eyes landing on a few scattered metal pipes. She darts over and grabs a couple, holding them like makeshift clubs.

With renewed determination, Ashley re-enters the fray. She waits for another opening, her focus solely on Ezequiel. When he is momentarily engaged with Roz, she charges again, swinging the metal pipes with all her strength. The strikes are far from perfect, but they're enough to keep Ezequiel off balance.

Ezequiel growls in frustration, his divine patience wearing thin. He finally turns his full attention to Ashley, recognizing her as a persistent threat. With a sudden burst of speed, he lunges at her, his hands glowing with an intense, destructive light. Ezequiel's attack hits the ground where she was just standing.

The ground shakes violently, and Ashley is thrown off her feet. She tumbles through the air, her vision blurring from the shock. She crashes into a pile of debris, the impact jarring her senses. Her head throbs painfully, and she struggles to keep consciousness.

As she tries to push herself up, the world around her spins. Her vision darkens, and despite her best efforts, she loses her grip on reality. Her limbs feel heavy, and she can no longer muster the strength to fight. The chaos of the battle fades into the background as she slips into unconsciousness.

Roz, his fury escalating, sees Ashley's unconscious form amidst the debris. His rage ignites as he realizes the toll the battle is taking on his ally. With a roar of anguish, Roz turns his full attention to Ezequiel, his eyes burning with an intense, fiery fury.

"How dare you!" Roz screams, his voice echoing.

With a sudden burst of speed, Roz lunges towards Ezequiel, his powerful form cutting through the air. Ezequiel, momentarily caught off guard by the surge of emotion and aggression, barely has time to react. Roz's attack is fierce, but before it can connect, Ezequiel acts decisively.

He grabs Roz by the throat with a vice-like grip, his strength overpowering Roz's efforts to break free. Without hesitation, Ezequiel spreads his wings and takes off into the air, carrying Roz with him. The sky flashes past them as Ezequiel flies at incredible speed, crashing through the dense forest that surrounds the ruined prison.

Trees splinter and fall as Ezequiel barrels through the forest, the underbrush whipping past in a blur. The air is filled with the sounds of destruction, the forest canopy torn apart by the force of their passage. Roz struggles against Ezequiel's hold, but the angel's grip is unyielding.

With a final, violent thrust, Ezequiel smashes through the trees and plunges downward, crashing into a nearby sex hotel. The building groans and shudders under the impact as Ezequiel and Roz crash-land in the midst of the chaotic, luxurious interior. The once pristine décor is obliterated by the force of their landing, furniture shattered and walls buckling from the collision.

Roz and Ezequiel come to a jarring stop in the wreckage of the hotel, surrounded by the remnants of opulent furnishings and the debris of their violent entrance. Ezequiel, still gripping Roz tightly, looks down at his opponent with a grim expression.

Jake gets on his bike after he leaves their apartment in search of Ashley. As he speeds towards the site of the destruction, his heart pounding with a mix of anxiety and determination. The night is pierced by the distant glow of emergency lights and the thumping sound of a helicopter circling overhead. As he arrives at the destroyed prison, he skids to a halt amidst the rubble.

The helicopter, its searchlight sweeping over the area, illuminates the devastation below. Jake's eyes scan the debris-strewn ground, and he quickly spots Ashley lying motionless among the wreckage. His heart drops as he jumps off his bike and rushes towards her.

"Ashley!" he calls out, his voice desperate. He kneels beside her, checking her pulse and breathing, relieved to find that she's still alive but unconscious. Jake gently shakes her, trying to rouse her, but she remains unresponsive.

Above them, the helicopter's spotlight focuses on the area, and Sergeant Taylor's voice crackles through a loudspeaker. "This is Sergeant Taylor. All personnel, cease operations and evacuate the area immediately. We have unauthorized personnel on-site."

Taylor himself descends from the helicopter, landing on the wreckage with a thud. He surveys the scene, his face a mix of confusion and concern. His gaze falls on Jake and Ashley, and he approaches them, his military presence commanding and authoritative.

"Who are these people?" Taylor demands, his tone sharp and questioning as he sees Jake kneeling beside the unconscious Ashley. "What are you doing here? This is a restricted area."

Jake looks up at Taylor, his expression a mix of worry and frustration. "Sergeant, I'm Jake, my sister, Ashley, came here for that Roz. Ashley got caught in the crossfire. I need help to get her out of here."

Taylor's eyes narrow as he takes in the destroyed prison, the scattered debris, and the ominous glow of the helicopter's searchlight. His confusion deepens as he processes the chaotic scene.

"Alright, Jake," Taylor says, his tone firm but slightly more accommodating. "We'll get Ashley to safety. But I need to know what's going on here. You stay with her. I'll find out what caused this mess and secure the area."

As Taylor moves away to coordinate with his team and get the area under control, Jake stays by Ashley's side, his concern for her evident. The helicopter continues to hover above, its searchlight cutting through the darkness, while the remnants of the destroyed prison serve as a stark reminder of the battle that rages on just beyond their sight.