Of Monsters And Men | Discontinued |

Episode Six - Penthouse

Elektra stands, slowly, turning towards the group. Rot slinks forward, standing behind the five. Jones turns her head, shooting them a lazy smirk. Rot grins, teeth glimmering.

Glass shatters behind them. Rot turns, Evren tilting their head. 

"Who's this?" Danny calls, grunting. 

Rot dives for the man, only for him to leap up and kick their shoulders, shoving them to the ground. Rot snarls, tendrils grabbing the man and throwing him to the side. He catches himself, Danny and Matt falling upon him.

Just as this fight seems to end, men enter with guns. Rot pushes itself forward, bending around their newfound friends. Evren grumbles. 

"Now it's a goddamn party." Stick grits, spinning the blade in his hand awkwardly.

"Who are these people?"

"They want Danny." 

The gunfire ends with a single shot.

"We want him alive."

They freeze. 

Madame Gao.

They can feel themselves want to listen to anything she says already, ears ringing with phantom sirens, flames licking at their skin and they can't breathe. Neither of them can. They want to hide and run and run away from her. 

"You okay, buddy?" Danny asks, peering up at them as they all scramble up. Rot snarls a response, though hackles- misshaped barbs- run down its back and neck.

Men with guns and knives surround them. Not ninjas of the Hand, but civilians manipulated to work for them. 

'Shit. They're alive.' 

"No shit, Sherlock." Jones snaps. Matt shakes his head.

"No-no. The army we fought- they didn't matter, they were undead- brought back. They weren't alive, technically. Rot could hurt them. Rot can't do anything to civilians." 

"Shit."

They pull into a circle, Rot sinking into Evren's skin.

"It seems you're stuck with me." She states, grimly, eyes flickering over the men facing them. Rot roils beneath her skin. Her hands are shaking. Matt tilts his head towards her, slwoly shifting to her side, shoulders brushing.

"It's okay." He whispers. She nods, swallowing. Madame Gao is gone, but the aftermath of her isn't.

"We work together, we walk out of here alive." Stick states, eyes flickering. 

Matt moves first, and the rest follow. 

"Now!" 

Twisting, punching, not bothering to evade attacks. Cage stands with Jones- deflecting blades. Evren huffs beneath her breath, moving to cover Danny's back. 

It's a dizzying, rhythmic dance. 

Hitting, punching, pulling. Snapping blades. Cracking guns open like eggs. She disarms, Danny attacks. Tables shatter, walls form new holes. 

"Where's Matt? What's he thinking?" Danny cries, flipping a man to the ground.

"He's not." Evren hisses. "Stay behind me. Stick, you need help?"

"No, kid." Stick hits the ground, pushing his blade through the man unlucky enough to land on top of him. Evren nods.

Again, twisting and turning, punching and breaking.

The men are all on the floor. 

"Where's Luke?"

"Luke!"