RP? I'm bored.

Aizen shot around the corner, he modified his limbs to be longer, with different joints, making them more agile. Using these he climbed to the roof of one of the buildings. He then remodified his limbs back to normal, but grew a bone and keretin blade from one of his wrists again, and made the knuckles on one of his hands protrude from the skin, like a knucklebuster of bone and keratin to compliment his other weapon. When the time came, he'd help the woman down there!

Brella watched the kid go.

What. The. Fu–

Bullets wizzed by her head, and she pressed herself behind the corner. Gradually, for the first time in a while, she extended her energy wings. They glowed several brilliant colors, then settled upon a neon blue. She focused the excess energy in her wings into the gun in her hand, which began to glow the same shade of blue. She rounded the corner and fired, the first two shots hitting their marks and spearing holes right through the officers. The third one lost his hand, and the last three opened fire again, forcing Brella behind cover again.

Mitchell was unsure of what to do. He wanted to help the woman, but he didn't have any legal weapons on him. But it was illegal to fight a ConTech officer anyway, so what did he have to lose? He sighed and pressed a button on his bionic arm, and it began to power up with a high pitched hum.

Aizen jumped down, and spun in a circle disco style, decapitating three nearby officers with his blade! They fell to the floor with a sickening chorus of thuds!

Mitchell ran back into site, and a huge laser blasted from his bionic arm, disintegrating five of the officers in front of him. It wasn't enough though. More and more kept coming out. "We might have to run!"

Aizen ducked in time to avoid a volley of bullets, he shot under the vehicle and caught a few in the legs, he hit them in the vitals as they fell. How many people would he have to kill so that he could stop killing forever.
"Agreed!" He said.

Mitchell backed up against a metal door in the alley, and pressed his arm to it. The door beeped and slid open. "Come on, I know a place we can hide!"

She gestured to the kid, "We need to go! Get out of the way of the van!"

She lined up her pistol on the van's engine, praying that he understood.

Aizen skirted out of the way, and retracted his bodily weapons.
"Alright!" He huffed.

He slipped through the door, gesturing for Aizen and the others to follow. "Follow me!"

Aizen hopped in.

(sorry I left for so long I was having dinner) As Zix watched the van pull a way she threw off her coat and took to the sky following closely.

Brella shunted the rest of her energy into her gun, and fired.

The van exploded, and officers went flying everywhere.

"Whoo! That is too much fun!" Brella laughed, then ran for the open door.

(It's all good)

Mitchell closed the door behind him. "This is where I go when I'm in a dangerous situation, but there are other people in here too. Dangerous people. Stay close to me, and don't engage them," he said, walking forward and turning right.

Zix tucked her wings and dove donw. "Hello again."

"There you are, I've been wondering where you were," Mitchell greeted.

Brella laughed, "Dangerous? You mean more dangerous than freak-arms over here?" she said, gesturing to the kid, then turning to him, "no offense."

She willed the energy of her wings away, and they dissipated.

"I'm Brella, by the way!"

"I'm Zix."

"Ummm…" Aizen said. "My, my name is Aizen!"
He walked beside them, inside of his body he was growing bone and keratin spikes to fire out just in case he needed them!

"Hi Aiden, I'm Mitchell." Then after a moment, he said, "What the hell even are you?"

Aizen sighed.
"I wish I knew. All I know is that I was human, once!"

"Are you one of the ConTech experiments?" He asked, his brow furrowing.

"Was. Until I freed a few of us!" He said.

"Humans experiment on there own people?" Zix asked horrified.

"Only the bad ones do!" Aizen said.

"So you're definitely what they were looking for at the cafe," He said, annoyed. "I didn't even get to drink my coffee."

"Where are we going?"

Brella looked at Zix, holding back a smirk, "You must be from one of the rim sector worlds."

"It wasn't me. One of the freed had gotten a job there!" Aizen said. "I was visiting."