Monsters and Hunters

Furorem was eventually able to catch up to Katherine, knocking over more trash cans, and occasionally a dumpster. "Hey! Wait up!" He continued his chase.

Though he's covered in tar, Kadmoss tries to get out by rolling around and hitting the tar against things.

Katherine stopped in confusion and looked behind her, then ended up stepping back in surprise.
"Oh uh..hello again..!"
She answered back, HOPING it was the same guy from before.

*The Burnt has a direct focus in mind that it plans to continue to try until its calmed down*

*Nathaniel, despite their being cuffed and shuffling along, was the next closest for The Burnt to try and 'Tar Trap'* *Alexandra, the one who cuffed them, being the next closest after that* "SLEEEUUUPHHHgehHHUUU!"

The ground was in chaos. Orlando had attempted to assist in taking the werewolf down, but the damn creature had been too effective in his dodging.
With the werewolf under control, the demon getting the tar off himself, there was only one threat remaining; the Elsen.
Orlando moved around him in a wide circle so as not to attract attention, getting behind Wilson. He loaded a couple of tranquilizers into his gun and aimed for the back of Wilson's untarred neck, firing them with accuracy to their target. "Wilson? Hey buddy. It's all okay now. We're all safe." Orlando said, hoping he would find his words along with the tranqs soothing enough to calm him down.

*safe sleep... tranqs... the tranqs feel very familiar to The Burnt, and it is immensely comforted. the burnt is quickly retracting about Wilson's body, most of the excess secretion about the arms dropping to the ground*

"erbdne... ndsSlpst..." *With multiple tranqs, its enough for Wilson to gently lower himself to the ground, getting comfortable before promptly falling asleep*

"Grrrrr." Kadmoss groaned, crawling across the ground. Looking around he saw that only he, Orlando and the oil drum were left. "Are we all dead?"

"Would someone open the door or do I have to kill someone for that too? And to you, demon, I didn't even have to change forms to beat you. Remember that. Now please open the door someone." He attempted to open the door, which was significantly harder when wearing hand cuffs.

"Just you wait until I heal mutt." He growled. "Hey Orlando?" He called. "I need a favour, my healing factor will easily mend this broken ankle soon. But if it's still twisted like this, it'll still heal. Basically, I need you to set it."

Orlando looked to Alexandra for orders. Why would the monster want to go back with them? He knew how they abused his kind. Why would he want to be returned. He suspected foul play. No one would want to go with them so willingly, right?
He went over to Kadmoss. This he knew how to deal with. "Shut your mouth so you don't bite your tongue." Orlando ordered as he placed his warm large hands on Kadmoss' ankle. With a large movement he cracked the bones back into place without giving Kadmoss time to prepare.

Kadmoss went completely still for a moment, before his eyes turned and he screamed. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUU..." After calming getting that over with, he pushed himself against the wall and awkwardly got off the ground. "Now that our deals done, you'll be leaving me alone right?"

"z."

Alexandra opened the back of the truck and set Nathaniel in there. Behind a bit of a protective wall that separated him from the normal passengers, Alexandra presumed that Nathaniel would be secure. He could still talk to them if he so desired, but apart from a small opening, there was little way to do this. She made sure to shut the doors behind him. On the inside, they had no handles to prevent subjects from forcing the doors open.

"Alright, that takes care of him. Thank you for helping take care of Wilson, Orlando." Alexandra wiped some tar off of her. In the end, the team had been one of the best she had ever worked with. That was a first. Heck, this whole mission had been a multitude of "firsts". First ever use of monsters against monsters, first time there were no casualties, first time seeing Gabriel up close, etc.

"Alright Orlando, we'll take Kadmoss back to the facility so he can fully heal using... whatever powers he's got. Seeming how you all worked so hard, I'll give you some time to relax and... do whatever it is you do when you are friends with monsters. I'll stay in the bed of the truck with Kadmoss's bike, seeming how he can't ride it back. Wilson will remain in the front seat. Once the bike is loaded, we will head back at once. Dismissed."

Alexandra went around the library to fetch Kadmoss's bike. Walking it back over, she somewhat marveled over how well the mission had gone. In fact, the rudimentary team had far exceeded her expectations... It had done well enough in capturing the werewolf, and with no casualties it was better than any mission she had participated in with highly trained professionals. Even their most wounded, Kadmoss, would heal up in a jiffy.

She felt proud that her idea which was thrown together in almost a few minutes had done so well.
There was a twinge of another feeling, however. She couldn't quite place her finger on what it was. Best to ignore it.

The bike was loaded onto the truck, and Alexandra would ride in the back with it. As she sat down, she pulled out a notebook, wiped some tar from the cover, as well as some blood which she presumed belonged to Kadmoss.
She started listing a couple of things she would need to do when she returned.
Her work had just begun. She intended to understand everything more.

Orlando dragged the slumbering Wilson into the passenger's seat. Once they were both securely inside he spoke into his earpiece "What's about the one who got away? You're seriously going to let her go free?" He asked Alexandra quietly. "She's had contact with the werewolf. Who knows what he told her."

"She knows nothing more about you than was already told to her....." His face still split in a grin, he was looking at them through the opening in the wall. "You didn't answer my question, Orlando. Do you have relatives? Perhaps a brother?"

"Hey, Alexandra." He called out, hopping on his one foot before taking a nasty tumble. Groaning, he tried to get back up.

Alexandra finished her thought in her notebook and then replied to Orlando.
"Considering that the werewolf went back on his word and did end up fighting with us, I may or may not go after the girl. I don't think she requires our immediate attention however. Unless she starts going crazy like Nathaniel, i'd say its safe to leave her out here. She seemed pretty timid."

She made sure she wrote down the encounter with the girl so she wouldn't forget.
"I'll do some research on her. Added to my list of things to do." The list was getting pretty big at this point. A lot of research had to be done.

Seeing Kadmoss tumble, Alexandra hopped out of the truck bed to help him up and take him to the back seat of the truck's passenger area.
"What is it, Kadmoss?" She asked as she walked him over. She had a question of her own to ask him as well.

He ignored the creature's questioning.

"Well, perhaps it is just me. But you smell like the first one.... I guess it just proves that all humans truly are the same. The first one tried to kill me, you didn't. Maybe you were different once. But all of humankind eventually fall in line with the rest of them."

"Alexandra you cannot take him, he's planning something. There's something there he wants, let him go and fortify the place." He was holding his hand against the wound in his shoulder.