Demon!Sarah, Open
Maraeltha, Maria for short, the demon riding in Sarah Connor was simply ecstatic with sinister glee. Finally! Finally, she could stop pretending to be a kind, concerned mother. She could stop being a protector of life and get down to business, could at last drop that annoying act and get to kill people now. Oh, and she would enjoy it thoroughly. She knew just how much Sarah valued human life. In fact, a memory revealed that as well. It was when she was investigating a death, when she and her son, Derek, and their cyborg bodyguard Cameron looked for a body. The machine iterated that it was pointless strategy, to which Sarah said that was because "it" didn't value human life. After which Cameron simply pointed out that it wasn't souls, just bones and meat, then asking if that was wrong to say. Well.. bad news. Maria was going to destroy some lives right here and now, and poor Sarah would be conscious in there to watch the whole thing. She even gave the human a few glimpses of crimes she had done.
She could hear the lightning from the opposite side of the complex she was on. Jacen was at work doing what he did best. Good, maybe more people would be slaughtered. The fighters could come out and die by their hand. Sarah opted to approach from the opposite side of the building, to do her own thing as far as this goes, though she would welcome a demon partner. Or.. maybe not. Maybe she could do this herself, get more credit. It was tempting to ass more to their ranks, but.. no. Killing was going to happen now. That was better. She had a few demonic powers in her arsenal, not to mention a loaded gun. She had a couple combat knives strapped to her Army boots as well. Not to mention knowledge of various unarmed ways of taking a life. Definitely not a good combination at all. Just a question of which method to use in that final stroke. Hopefully she would get to use more than one.
Time to help draw them out. With a wicked sneer, she picked up a rock half the size of her fist, tossing it up. She pushed her hand and the object flew up at a fast pace, hitting against a window. A little harder, maybe? She hoped to break one or a few. That could get some attention. Swinging her hand again, another rock hit that same window again, followed by a third. That would do for a moment. She then un-holstered her gun, cocked it and held it at the ready. Damn right, no one is ever safe, she thought, using one of Sarah's own mottos against her. Oh! It would be such a treat if her brat son could arrive... she could kill him while Sarah's soul helpless watched.. while doing it with her own bare hands. She was curious as to who would meet her first in this fight, though. Hopefully not anyone with power or skilled prowess; she'd have to take care of it fast, before they could fire off a successful exorcism. All the demons had to do was hold them off and distract them, destroy some lives while Sam and Meg were busy. While their lord Lucifer was being let out... then everything would be better. This should be a simple job. Distract, fight, kill. Failure was definitely not an option, as she knew full well the consequences for that.