The ladies decided to stay and fucked the older cops. Myra left and saw police cars arrived and SWAT setting up. There were snipers waiting outside and Myra approached the snipers. Moving behind a fat cop beside a sniper, Myra punched his lower back and snapped his spine. "Geez..." The sniper looked up and saw Myra's heels stomping into his eye, killing in instantly.
"Another one..." Myra said and drew her dagger and slit the throat of the spotter and stomped into the back of the neck of the sniper. "Shit, that is a big rifle..." She said and saw more cops entering the police station. "I need to get them out..." She said but could smell a sweet smelling cop nearby. Myra moved over and saw 2 plump old cops chatting and covered their mouths and dragged them into an alley. She crushed the throat of a cop and kissed the other trembling cop and pulled down his pants. The cop was easily overpowered and fucked. Myra started draining and her vaginal could suck out bodily fluids from the plump cop as she kissed him and made out. Eventually, the cop went limp.
She felt more alert and energetic. Everything moved slowly around her and her vision was slightly red. She walked up to a police car and grabbed the neck of a cop in the car. With a quick twist of her wrist, she snapped the cop's neck.
She walked behind a police van and grabbed a fat cop around the corner and tightened the grip around his neck and snapped his spine. "What is going..." A balding old approached and his mouth was covered and placed in a neck lock. She sniffed his grey hair and the cop was trembling in fear. "Smells good..." She said and kneed into his back and his legs stopped kicking. Myra pulled down his pants and started jerking the cop off.
Gunshots were heard in the building and Myra reached 4 distracted cops and slit the throats of 2 cops and grabbed the heads of the other 2 cops and slammed them together. The cops were dazed and she snapped their necks. She walked over to a plump motorcycle cop and covered his mouth and rammed a few fists into his soft body. It was almost routine now with her reflexes and strength that she easily subdued the cop and sniffed his collar. "Leather, polyester, sweat and fear... How irresistable...' She said and pulled down his breeches and fucked him.
Myra went into a trance and felt several cops shooting at her as she drained her victim with her vaginal. She looked up and was fired upon and rushed at the nearest cop and disarmed him. she plunged her fingers into the back of his neck and dislocated his spine and moved in a blur towards 2 cops and grabbed their throats. Her fingers went into their necks and dug out their larnxy and she stared at the remaining sergeant who fired at her and she used the limp cop in her hands as shield and reached him. He was out of ammo and pulled close.
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The first cop falls to a straight-up heel kick that cracks his jaw and snaps his neck, sending him sprawling back and opening a slight space in the ring around the assassin. a lady throws both elbows back, feeling the stomach give way to the blow, then spins and knife-edges them with his hands in exact same area. So swift is the attacks, so powerful, that both cops collapse at the same time with internal injuries. She spins and snaps a kick off at another cop, teeth pattering against the opposite wall, then completes the turn with a block at the butt of the gun descending towards his head. The hand comes down again in a chop, but this time he grabs it and flips the man over his shoulder, catching him with a kick to his lower back that snaps his spine at the base and takes yet another cop out of the fight. Finally they come on as one, light Martial Arts skills their only true defense, for such is the training of policemen. Three come at her at once with forward thrust-punches, she bats two aside by moving between them and sweeping his hands out, then snaps the arms back in and jabs forward with her hands straight and only the pointer and thumb extended. Their jugulars collapse with a watery gurgle that she only half-hears, intent already on the next victim that she meets with a punch aimed towards the shoulder. It separates with a crack, but she grabs it and pulls forward while kicking up and out. The kick hits the neck, bruising instantly, but with a pull she completes the kick by snapping the neck. She immediately spins and pulls a knife from a falling officer, then stabs a figure approaching around the corner right at the throat where the kevlar stops, then spins and slashes twice in rapid succession and successfully decapitates another.
A click behind him triggers an automatic response of running, and as the bullets from the Uzi begin to spray. She rolls behind the bar as the train of bullets passes over his head, then comes to his feet with a hard glass plate in hand. The lady expertly tosses a police radio in an underhand flick of his wrist as the bullets come back at her, the line running along the wall in a shower of plaster and getting right to her head before they stop, the policeman taken out by a shattered nose thanks to the radio smashing horizontally along his eyes. His eyes also roll back, the shattered bone stabbing into his brain and killing him instantly, but even as he falls two more step over him with revolvers drawn at the lethal assassin. The lady stands perfectly still as the hammers crack, the bullets whizzing past both his shoulders so close they tear cloth and draw blood, but neither truly hit her. The policemen can only gasp in shock as the vampire leaps wholly over the counter, drops into a roll, and cartwheels completely between them like a flat pendulum. They turn to once again fire, but halfway she grabs their neck at the point where the shoulder muscle meets the neck and squeezes, the arms and hands constricting and both guns firing once more directly into the chest of the opposite cops. They collapse, smoking holes matching horrified faces, and with a flourish she completely spins around.
The other lady had 2 fat cops in her arms and choked them as she watched the massacre. "Nice..."
"Come on," she taunts the remaining 3 cops. "Feel the pulse!" Two move to attack, both pulling batons, but the third turns and runs to call for backup. She quickly flies into her immediate stance when performing a Slash; Muscled Arm. With a sweeping motion she spins the sword around until it is held backwards and running parallel to her forearm, the arm bent in a 90-degree angle upwards and her left arm clamped over the biceps. The tips of the batons fall off, severed perfectly, and as the policemen, one truthfully a woman, stare in awe she flows into the next Slash that comes to her mind, a leap into the air with a backwards slash and coming down while completing the slash in a downward motion. The Lotus Falls...as do the two cops...in four separate pieces. Stepping over the severed heads she steps outside, the lights from the cop car illuminating him and reflecting in the rear-view mirror as the third cop just sits down and reaches for the mic to his radio. He pauses for a moment, finger raised and tensed to relay his message, and in that instant of frozen fear Myra drew her dagger and throws it straight at the back windshield. It crashes through the glass right as the cop presses the button, but gets loose only a garbled cough as the blade punches through the back of the seat and comes out the front of his throat, accompanied by a gush of bright red blood. Calmly, almost absently, she opens the back door and pulls the dagger loose, then cleans it on a towel in the back seat. With a flourish of the blade she sheathes the dagger her scabbard on her belt and jerks the body of the cop out of the car before any blood can pool.
"Done." Myra said.
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