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Markus looked up from the memorial, his eyes were pure white. He sat down, and started to mumble to himself "Thousands Slaughtered, Betrayed in the darkness, The Shadows walk in daylight, Souls will be Purged!" He shouted, his voice deeper, like the cry of a warlord. His eyes returned to normal, and shook his head. He smiled like nothing had happened. "I drank some Vampire Blood, it plays hell with my stomach, Half-Wolf."
((Sorry guys, had to do my coursework.))

"Hello, newcomer. You are searching for Vampires, yes?" Markus said, his voice being sent into the red-haired girls head. "I wish you the best of luck, because we're very tricky customers." He laughed, another plaything. "Before you endeavor further, may I just ask about your Humans obsessions with stakes through the heart? Would it or would it not kill a regular human aswell as a vampire? Or are Human Hearts armour plated?" He laughed again. "Garlic is nothing but a tasy side-dish to us, the only real thing that doesn't work on Humans is the holy water, but that is in short supply, is it not? Maybe a little fire, eh? Another thing the regular human cannot survive. The only thing apart from Holy Water is daylight, but that is a long way away." Markus laughed again, he was enjoying this. "So before you come and try to tear me to shreds, remember this, your weapons can be used against you."

"Oh, not yet. I'm still recovering. But I'm sure you will find a playmate. Tata for now." He cut the psychic link, and grinned to himself. Some of the hungry 'uns would engage her in "conversation". He put his head against the wall, and moaned as the Vampire Blood started to fade. He banged his head against the wall, looking at the memorial again. He said, in a low hushed voice. "That was not a good idea possessing me Cailfis, you know I didn't hold with your Psychic invasions. Plus the Elders do not allow you to take control of your fellow kin, whether you are deceased or not."

James watched her pass from the shadows. As she left he turned toward Markus. "Don't call me Half-Wolf. I am....well I am me and that's what I am. I am not wolf. I can feel things vile things under my skin. I can feel when they are near or upset of happy.....-he took a deep lustful breath- or when they fear. But I am not a wolf." He looked toward Sibyl..."I do not mean any offense Madam Black. I am just not very keen to the idea of being related to Lycans....and I know not all are bad...but I usually kill first and ask later so I haven't met many."

(Dang lots of posts in a day.....I only skimmed posts so if I mees up on something sorry.)

Finished with. . . whatever he was doing. . . Braig Jovian walked down a deserted subway tunnel. He had just eaten a pizza, but what kind of food is pizza!? He needs blood, mate! Cruisin' for humans.

Elena couldn't pinpoint exactly where they were. "I can't tell, I don't know where they are, I can sense them but I can't see them." She started to walk forward.

Markus thought for a while, and said. "Very well, it should be interesting to see what could happen." He grinned. "Fear makes you lustful, huh, James?" He said, calling James by his name for the first time. "That is why you are pursuing madame Black? She makes you scared." Markus grinned his usual cynical grin, and stood up. "You know what, I'll get the number, I am perfectly capable-" He buckled down again, groaning. "I am a stubborn mule, but I know when my body needs rest." He shook his head, and hung his head. "Please can you get me the phone number?"

Still in the tunnel, Braig heard someone call out in slang for a vampire. either a lesser vampire, or not one at all. Which meant food. Eager, he started down the tunnel towards the voice.