They arrive to address BlackJack had received and find a fierce battle going on. Pulling into an ally and a few summoned spirits later the group concealed by a spirit and lead by a watcher make their way to the gang boss, Dimitri. Dimitri is a tall Ameridian complete with mohawk and warpaint. They found him hiding out in “Igor’s Military Surplus and Costumes”. The entire front of the shop now missing.
Wanting the battle over and being a bit over gunned Dimitri ask BlackJack if his mojo could take care of things and that he should go into the back and check on Igor. Victor and Richard realizing that this was all caused by them and the borrowed motorcycles went to work trying to get everyone out of the fire without dying.
Victor found a data port in the back office and went to work checking on what was going on and determining what he could do to help. Richard pulled out his control rig and went to work trying to find and isolate the Ares drones he knew would be in the area assisting the strike force the gang was fighting. BlackJack commanded his summoned Air Spirit to guard the entrance and made his way to the back discovering that Igor seriously injured and senile had locked himself into his own weapons vault.
Victor bypassed the vault security and popped it open for BlackJack. He then pulled up all the camera feeds of the shop. Following that he reached out to a buddy back in Ares Corp Security to try and bring this bloodbath to a close without anyone else dying. Richard meanwhile found a drone he could use and using security codes from Ares (these guys really should update their stuff when going after their own) and took over a hunter drone. After giving it some quick instructions he made is way into the back where he found BlackJack healing the shop owner. Once he was done he looked a little tired and pointed to a rocket launcher hanging from the vault wall and then pointed at the dwarven Rigger who got a big grin on his face. “Yeah, I can put that to good use.”
Outside the battle between the corp and the gang continued. Victor quickly learned that additional forced had been called in which means the gang was holding their own against this small strike team which was pretty respectable, but they had been hit pretty hard their numbers having already dwindled while the whole strike team was still active. Richard began setting up and configuring the rocket launcher.
Victor gaining his supervisors access to the Ares Security Node quickly when to work pulling the active documents on the current recovery missions in progress. Finding one strike team here and another at the warehouse the group started in. He quickly sent both groups commands that the group had successful dispatched the two runaway security employees and to return to base. Both groups moments later begin to strategically withdrawal. He then goes to work building up a camera data to support their demise. BlackJack discretely stepped out of the back of the shop into a closed off rear alley and began another summoning incantation, putting a great deal of need into his beaconing of a street spirit and gave it a simple instruction and quickly went back inside hoping he wasn’t going to miss the show.
Richard moved into position and locked the rocket launcher into targeting status on the ares strike force van. Unlucky for him three of the team members noticed him and his big weapon and began shooting him causing him to take cover. The remaining living gang members got pulled back and dove for cover in the little shop as well. They seem to have all lost their nerve as their buddies had lost their lives.
BlackJack, as cool as a cucumber, made his way back to the front of the store and plopped down next to the Dimitri as if it was a vacation day. Building a little confidence in his other gang members they quickly began providing cover fire so Richard could get his shot off. A knowing smile on BlackJack’s tired face.
The ares rigger tries to peel out even without all his team members in the van as Richard steps forward and fires. The distinctive sound of a personal anti-vehicle weapon launch is heard by all follow by the more common sound of an explosion followed by many small explosions kind of like the aftershocks following an earthquake. The rigger van did move forward with much haste, but only for a few feet before having an “accident” as both of it’s back tires explode having “ran over something”. Now all that remains is a crater and metal shards, some blood, gore, metahuman parts, fire, lots of things on fire. The remaining strike force is either dead, on fire, or begins running away from the scene.
Normally the fleeing survivors would be the lucky ones, but not this day. Blackjack’s eyes take on a distant unfocused look as a shimmer, similar to the air waving above a candle’s flame, appears just outside the threshold of the shop. He blinks and the shimmer fades away. Off in the distance a local looking out the window sees the two fleeing corp goons suddenly stop and being making the telling signs of a person being choked. They eventually collapse their skin visible through their helmets is a grayish blue tint.
Victor at that moment decides two more Ares employees have officially died. He clears out the announcement of their death at the hand of one team and makes it obvious that the team now struck down by a well placed rocket had dispatched their target before falling to some unhappy locals.
Dimitri, Blackjack, Richard, Victor, and the remaining living gang members disappear into the shadows taking their dead with them. Something they don’t always get to do. Picking up Richard’s one surviving gift from the corp that just tried to kill him, a hunter drone. They pack into his van and head off.
Eventually Victor, Richard, and Richard’s Sister get blindfolded and find themselves locked in a sparse room that appears to be underground. The room has a single bathroom and looks like a crude tarp has been setup blocking one of the three beds from the other two to give the female among them some privacy. A single plastic daisy colors the room. Dimitri lets them know that they would need to prove themselves and that they would stay in this room until preparations and discussions had been had within the DRM gang.