"Hey!" shouted Electa. "Hey!"

The creature whirled in surprise as Electa shot. Rage creased its glorious face and it came at her, swooping down like a giant bird of prey. It was faster than shed expected. Electa dove to the ground as the angel screeched overhead, its fingers grasping towards her life force. She rolled and was up on one knee in seconds, wishing for her rifle; it handled ten times better in situations like this. The thought flashed past. She took aim as the angel roared towards her again in a fury of light and beauty, taking care not to look into its eyes, to keep her gaze only on the halo...

Vexin grit his teeth, hearing the screech of the creature. 'She's got this. Right? Right. Yeah. Yeah.' But his wings twitched. He needed to decide.

She shot.

Leaving the remnants of the angel floating gently behind her, Electa tore back up the alleyway. The whole episode had only taken a minute or two; as she dropped back into the courtyard, he a couple of people stood watching the remaining angel trying to kill one of the girls with open mouths; the others dashed back and forth, trying to take aim at the angel. Tex was just struggling dazedly to his feet.

Electa tracked the angel, getting her halo in her sights.

It was all the time she needed. The muffled sound of her silenced bullet thudded around them and the last angel vanished into a fountain of light.

Vexin was utterly relieved as the last angel disappeared. Though, he felt he'd been useless.

Electa let out a breath as she put her pistol away. She looked towards the drive, and saw Vexin, relaxing. He was okay, and it was over with.

Tex was aiming his gun right at Vexin.

Vexin's eyes went wide at the gun and he hid in his wings, curling up in them on the ground.

"No!" Electa hurtled forward, tackling him just as the pistol went off. They crashed to the ground together, the gun skittering across the pavement. "What the [heck] are you doing?" she shouted. "Hes on our side!"

The guy writhed under her like a fish out of water, struggling to get free. "Let me up!" he yelled. "Hes not human--his aura is angelic--"

"Hes on our side!" shouted Alex again. Texs fists were flailing; Electa somehow held him down, ducking to avoid being hit. "Will you listen to me--"

Tex bucked upwards, half getting away as he scrambled on all fours for his gun. Electa threw herself after him, grabbing him around the waist. The guy twisted and swung, his fist connecting hard with Electa's cheekbone. Electa slammed him back to the ground. Drawing her pistol, she shoved it in the guys face. The struggling stopped as Tex stared at it.

"Do. Not. Move," Electa gritted out.

Vexin peaked out, shocked by the tussle. He was shaking nervously, but tried to come over; he asked Electa if she was okay.

Slowly, she rose to her feet, still aiming his pistol at Tex. Her cheek was throbbing; she hardly noticed. The others stood nearby, staring, not moving a muscle. "All of you--guns on the ground," she ordered without looking at them. Silence. "Now," she barked.

They must have heard something in her tone that convinced them. There was a brief hesitation, then the clatter of weapons being dropped on concrete.

"Vexin, are you okay?" she asked, not taking his eyes off the muscular blond guy. She held an arm out in Vex's direction

"Yeah, I'm fine." He said, coming over and gently taking her hand in his.