So half our heroes, namely Alexander Cross and Hakon Erickson, managed to sneak into the cosmetics warehouse while Guo Yu and Sasaki Ami were occupied with the guards outside. The plan was to burn down the warehouse, and so they decided the best way to go about it was to pull a fire alarm; the mortal warehouse workers would be able to flee, and they’d be left to set fire to the entire complex. To complicate things further, they would probably have to deal with the inevitable mercenaries stationed in the building, and they definitely needed to take care of the Medusae. One pull later, the alarms went off, and out came most everyone, with two Scions trying to push their way inside without being seen. Of course, as fate would have it, Alex was spotted by a few guards ushering some of the work. Obviously not willing to extend the possibility of surrender, one of the mercenaries lobbed a grenade in Alex’s direction, which not only missed and clattered behind some shelves, but earned him an arrow to the face: as the explosive detonated behind the Scion, the arrow skewered his skull and messily tore his head from his neck. Then, the next two guards attacked in tandem, with one, not learning from his deceased co-worker, tossing another grenade and the other opening fire with his AK-47. The grenade overshot Alex and clattered near Hakon, still hidden, who dove behind another crate as another explosion displaced some hundreds of cosmetic products; the bullets were right on target, but merely bounced off Alex’s lamellar armor. Finally getting in on the action, Hakon stealthily tossed a dart into one of armed men’s neck, severely wounding him with the dart alone
-- the poison killed him a second later, as the unfortunate soul fell to the floor twitching. The last guard and Alex traded fire, though the former was less successful in penetrating armor, even with a 1911. Withdrawing his bow, Alex charged in with his spear as Hakon tossed another dart. After wiping the tip of his weapon, Alex motioned for Hakon and the two went up a flight of catwalk stairs towards the offices: some video evidence had to be destroyed before they got the hell out of there. Then came the hiss hiss hiss, the laughter of malevolent reptilians, as three Medusae stepped into view, blocking the way back down. Savvy to his situation, Alex turned, shield obstructing his view, and attempted to protest their desire to devour his eyes. Hakon, feeling a bit daring today, surreptitiously drew his Glock and fired backwards without turning; by some divine miracle, the bullets managed to hit, killing one of the Medusae outright - fortunately, they hadn’t yet transformed into their more hardy, obviously-not-human forms. After the commotion outside had subsided, Yu and Ami, who were making their way towards the cosmetics warehouse to check on their companions, heard a very unsettling hiss. Acting quickly, the Scion of Guan Yu tossed Ami on his back, took a running start, and leaped through the windows of the warehouse, crashing through in a shower of broken glass. Yu did not land on solid ground but rather, he landed on one of the Medusae, grinding her face into the cement as he surfed across the warehouse floor on her body, gruesomely killing the monster. Yu turned around, glanced at the blood trail the body left on the floor, and then at the remaining Medusae. Through sheer willpower, he stared the creature down, resisting its paralyzing gaze, and stood steadfastly, resisting the urge to run away due to some supernatural fear. Ami, face buried in Yu’s back prior, leaped off his back and landed behind the Medusae as the spawn of Medusa blood’s attempt at eye-gouging Yu was slapped away. Before the monster could turn around and react, Ami drew her katana and attacked, slicing the Medusae in half from waist to shoulder. Someone had the bright idea to harvest their blood. Having ascertained that the possible threats in the warehouse have now either fled or died, the group of Scions quickly went to work, with Alex destroying any evidence of their presence recorded on cameras and then coming back down to aid Yu in liberating some gas tanks from the forklifts scattered around the warehouse. Having sufficiently doused the place in gasoline, Alex tossed Guo Yu’s lit lighter into the mess - Yu topped off the pyromaniacal sundae with a gas tank he had torn from the wrecked car outside, where the unconscious guard still laid. Fire, fire everywhere, and the Scions quickly made their escape.
As Hakon rode off on his motorcycle, a police car that had come to check out the burning warehouse began to pursue him, thinking they were on the tail of a possible arsonist. Luckily, the Scion managed to lose his pursuers as he slid his motorcycle under a passing semi and shot out the front tire of the pursuit vehicle; in the end, they never got Hakon’s license number. Now, as fortunate as Hakon was, the other three Scions weren’t so lucky: as Guo Yu drove off, the two mercenaries Ami misdirected earlier popped up from the rear of the Hummer, holding Alex and Ami at both gun and knife-point. Demanding that Yu pull over, in his haste, the Scion responded by crashing into a fire hydrant, sending the mercs flying forward. Quickly, Yu snapped his seat back as hard as he could, smashing the mercenary’s face into the floor, then rolled backwards into where one of the assailants had been sitting earlier. Reflexively, Ami stomped on the other mercenary, breaking his nose, while Alex grabbed the man’s legs – which had been sticking up in the air – yelling for Ami’s help. In the end, they succeeded, managing to see-saw the merc’s cranium into the sunroof, cracking the glass. Wildly, the hired muscle swung his knife in Ami’s direction, missing only barely. Yu attempts to shoot the mercenary under the back of his seat through the cushion, but the hammer of his revolver clicked against an empty cylinder
- fucking fate. Seizing this opening, the merc attempted to escape his ordeal, failed to do so, and passed out from exertion. Alex and Ami took turns stabbing their attacker, before Yu turned around and finished him off with a fist - a fist that was, in fact, enhanced with a lit cigarette he happened to have in his mouth. Needless to say, the man died from cigarette burns through the eyeball and to the brain. As sirens came closer, the gang piled out before the cops could possibly catch them in the act, but not before Yu tore off the SUV’s bumper, then license plate, and crumpled one of the cop’s most vital connection to them between his hands, before sticking the evidence under his coat. Eventually, the Scions regroup at the Wynn, where on a TV they realized their situation: blood samples and fingerprints were probably taken record of by authorities. Fortunately, the one witness testimony of Yu, from the rent-a-cop he had intimidated into fleeing earlier, wasn’t taken too seriously, as it was basically “giant ten foot Chinese man with lightning comin’ out of his eyes roared like a lion at me.”
The Scions began their next quest posthaste, which meant retrieving a briefcase of Loki’s. Out of a car now, Yu, Ami and Alex rode in a cab, courtesy of Hakon. At the Mirage’s reception desk, they managed to acquire Bob Boberston’s
- the current holder of the briefcase - room number, and made their way to the elevator. As they ascended, they discussed possibly more subtle approaches this time, which each Scion agreed would be a nice change of pace. Unexpectedly, Bob opened the door when Hakon asked to see him; he would attempt to shut the door as quickly when Hakon revealed they were after the suitcase, until Yu stepped in to use his foot as a doorstop. As a group, they shoved their way into the room, closing the door behind them. Mr. Boberston noted that he had been paid quite a lot of money to return it, which Hakon responded to with an offer of his own. Unfortunately, the amount asked was much too high, but Yu managed to detect that Bob had already been paid, and was seeking to extort extra cash from his client. Satisfied now that Bob wasn’t quite that kosher of a fellow, Yu attempted to clothesline him. He missed, and Bob drew a pistol his hands had been laying upon the entire time from within his blazer. As he too missed during his offensive, Alex got involved and attempted to knock the man out with the blunt end of his spear; Hakon attempted to help the proceedings along by clubbing the man with the handle of his stiletto. Bob, in desperation, fired into the group hoping to hit someone, and shot Alex in the chest, who hadn’t had time to put on his armor again. Reeling from the pain of his first bullet wounds, he tossed his spear, this time aiming to kill. Unfortunately, it didn’t have much of an effect on Boberston, as Alex was understandably affected by the gaping wounds in his chest. Alarmed at seeing his fellow Scion getting shot, Yu let a fist sail into Bob’s face and to his horror, his fist came out the rear end of Bob’s skull. Hastily, Hakon searched the deceased for some lead to the suitcase, and procured a receipt made to Boberston’s name, before the Scions moved into the maintenance stairwell with Yu hiding his bloodied sleeve beneath his duster and the sound of hotel security’s footsteps pattering around the corner behind them. Down in the laundry room, Ami channeled the healing powers of her matron goddess and brought Alex back to a state of healthiness while Yu ran their bloodied clothing through a wash. Finally, with some downtime, the Scions discussed what plan of action they should take in order to retrieve the case from the hotel vault. It was suggested that Hakon go back upstairs to pickpocket a couple of security badges so two of them could pass into the vault disguised as security, until Yu proposed a less convoluted method: have Alex tamper with the receipt a bit, and replace Bob Boberston’s name with his own. And so, minutes later, they exited into the parking lot with briefcase in hand. Of course, things in this line of work are never easy, and they were soon confronted by a group of six Ulfhednars in Loki’s service, who weren’t going to budge through diplomacy despite Hakon’s claim that he was Loki’s son. Yu attempted to intimidate them into leaving, but the leader of the pack growled right on back. Soon, another fight broke out and in the midst of all this Chaos, Hakon ran off with the briefcase in possession. After the three Scions left behind thinned the Ulfhednar numbers a bit, two decided to pursue Hakon, sniffing for his trail like canidae. Alex left the last two hairy brutes in Yu and Ami’s hands, who made quick work of them soon after, and confronted the chasing Ulfhednars himself. Yu, ichor pooling to the soles of his feet, sprinted to Alex to provide some assistance, leaped through the air, and bicycle kicked one of the two aggressor’s in the head, causing it to snap and rotate an unnatural and fatal three-hundred-and-sixty degrees. Alex took another blow to the chest, now bleeding from an axe wound; Yu took his jian between his two hands and jammed the blade into the Ulfhednar’s chest. Pressurized blood-spray from the heart covered his clothing, yet again. Alex, who was this time nearing unconsciousness from both blunt trauma and blood loss, was soon tended to by a half-healing half-scolding Ami. Hakon, meanwhile, had managed to return to the Mirage on a cab, and quickly turned over the briefcase lest something else came about to throw another wrench in the works. Loki thanked him, grateful to hold in his hands his possessions again, and gave his son a peek inside. Due to the complications earlier with identifying himself as Loki’s son to the Ulfhednars, Hakon asked for a ring with Loki’s sigil, in case he should have to deal with any of Loki’s more aggressive henchmen in the future.