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Ishtar headed over to the building where the assassins were holding up. She walked into a back alley. Two panels on her back opened up and a white light came from the openings and her feet. She flew up to the eighth floor of the building and burst through the window. She could hear ruckus in the building. "What was that?" A voice said from a floor below her. "Go check!" Footsteps were to be heard from the staircase. "Kill or capture?" Ishtar asked over her telecommunications system to her chief. "Capturing would be a better option but you have the go to kill if they attack with gunfire." Her chief said.

The door to the staircase opened and a man with a gun in his hand appeared. "Surrender now and I will let you live." Ishtar said. Then the man said: "Never! I wont let a government pig like you control our city!" "Your city? This is the peoples city, not that of the syndicate. All I am is merely a protector of the lawful citizens of the city." Ishtar responded. Angered, the man began shooting at her with a smg. The automatic fire barely affected Ishtar. Ishtar began to giggle. "You need more firepower than that to even damage me." Her giggle soon turned into a laugh, a maniacal laugh. The man removed his hand revealing a gun barrel. "Oh so you are an illegal? Then it will make this a bit more fun." Ishtar said and started walking towards the man. The man started to shoot at Ishtar only to the effect of making bits of her artificial skin crumble off.

"Hurry up, up there! The helicopters are supposed to come any minute now." A voice said from a walkie-talkie to the man. The man then began to scream to his colleague: "I need help up here. This thing is barely effected by gunfire!" "Oh. Now I am a thing? That's mean to say." Ishtar said almost to him. Suddenly a bang from the side knocked Ishtar off her feet.

Another had come up wielding a 50 caliber sniper rifle. "Thanks man." The one said to the other. To them it seemed as if Ishtar was dead. The looked at her seeing half of her artificial skin come off her face and said: "What is she?" "Probably a cyborg cop or so." Another said. "Don't come too close to one of them. They could rip your head off or tear you in half without fully using their strength. By the way, that smile of hers is scary."

"Hehehehe." Ishtar was still alive. She was just faking it. "Hahahaha!" Her laughter became crazier by the second. The two men choked with shock. The one man emptied his sniper on her but she was still laughing. "That tickles!" Ishtar said as she got up. She pulled her pistol and shot one guy in the foot. She then grabbed the other guy by the collar and threw him in a chair. "Sit! Tehehe." She said. "Now you will witness the painful death of your friend here." The fingers on her right hand turned into metallic claws and she bore into the mans wound to take the bullet back out. "Sorry but we will have to amputate it." Ishtar said with a seriously face before reverting back to psychotic laughter. Her left hand split in half and out came a rotating saw. She then cut off the mans foot with the rotating saw. The man screamed in agony: "I dont want to die!" "Oh? You don't want to die? You should have thought about it before becoming a criminal." Ishtar said with a sinister smile. Then the other said: "You can't do this! We have rights!" "I was instructed that if you resist arrest, then you give up your rights and can be killed." Ishtar answered. Then she tore the injured man apart with joy. "Wait until our friend comes! He is a tank. And the helicopters will beat you too! The entire building is full of our guys!" The man on the chair said. Then Ishtar went up close to him and said: "Then I guess it will be raining blood and oil today." She then threw the man out of the window.