The Splattering

The strange creatures all attack Ghost, five at once. She quickly calculates caution is in order and aborts to a flying dodge, putting herself in the corner behind the creatures. Their attack wasted, they fall all over themselves.
 
One of the others blast one and leaves it paste on the floor. Then another advises to not harm the next creatures. This is confusing. They have already proven themselves hostile. The radiate malevolence and oppression. It is highly unlikely they are sapient. What purpose is served by sparing them? But then, there is so much Ghost does not know, so much she does not understand. Perhaps they are in possession of information she is not.
 
Another fires a weak blast, clearly attempting to not hurt the target too much. It is apparently stunned, but not down. Ghost resolves to strike with just a tiny bit more force and flies past the remaining three, striking each in turn, and apparently splattering them all none the less. The thought for which she has no word is "Oops". She stares, again perplexed at the mystery the world presents.
 
A great vault door stands barring their way. Others begin to search it, to little avail. Finally one of them resorts to the simple solution of prying the door with brute force. They meet with some small success. Ghost joins in the effort and with the two of them working, it proves sufficient to open the barrier.
 
The chamber beyond presents yet more doors, prison doors it would seem. Apparently opening doors is the thing to do when they are closed. Much effort is made to analyse controls to little avail, till someone decides to press the open buttons, the green buttons. Surprisingly that works. All the rooms appear to be malfunctioning in some way, security systems gone awry, filling the rooms with lethal or otherwise dangerous effects. Nothing of note is found in them except for a few dead bodies.
 
There is yet another door, a much larger one still that is clearly not a prison door like the others, a door that would lead into the facility. This door does not have a green button, nor any other obvious mechanism. Brute force is tried, to no avail. She is asked if she can go desolid, if she can pass through the door. She explains that she can only go desolid if moving at relativistic velocity, but she might yet be able to go through the door.
 
She flies at the door at maximum acceleration and strikes it with a move through. The door buckles with a huge Ghost shaped imprint but is not completely penetrated. Ghost is stunned from the impact failing to penetrate. Someone else finishes the job with a special sword. One enters the room beyond. Ghost concerned that one might enter alone elects to join without bothering to recover from her stun.
 
The room beyond is filled with a multitude of the little demon creatures, with still more pouring through a portal gate, and all within reach leap to attack. Ghost is struck once and somehow the tiny thing is able to penetrate her exceedingly hard surface. Her companion is struck several times. Ghost realizes that the ceiling is high enough that the creatures cannot reach, and moves to grab her companion and fly him to the ceiling. But as she touches him, some sort of shield around him bites her deeply and yet more damage penetrates her shield. Abandoning her attempt to raise her companion, ghost flies to the ceiling and removes the little creature still clinging to her. Then she takes a recovery.
 
As she does she watches one attack the portal gate structure, they clearly do some damage. She resolves to help, but before she can, the job is completed by others, the portal destroyed stopping the flow of demons. The multitude remains however.
 
Someone casts an electric shock effect upon the whole of the chamber floor that immobilizes the little creatures. Several including Ghost cooperate in eliminating the creatures. No thought is given anymore to being nice to them.
 
Things settle for a bit as people look things over. Ghost pokes at her wounds, wondering how she is to fix them. She notices people using repair kits on themselves and goes to examine what they are doing. Another enters who demonstrates a power to fix them. Ghost queries if that might work on her. To her pleasure, another new experience, it does.
 
Ghost flutters back and forth, examining things, actions people do. She understands words, but with most of them, she has no frame of reference upon which to hang the words. She listens, trying to put words into context for clues as to their meaning. This will not be quick. She needs to see and experience much more.
 
Ghost is quite happy to venture forth but is learning that lone action is not always received well. She resolves to await instructions before acting, at least till she understands better, at least for now.