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Gently leading him to the stairs, she smiled.. This place was their playground, and a playground it would be..

"We can leave in a minute. The roads look pretty bad......Wose then I hoped, but still better than it could have been." She looked down one of the cross streets.

"The people will be coming back soon.....the sooner this mees is cleaned up, the better. Rotting corpses aren't good for anyone....."

"For the most part, but I've seen my kind get sick too." She smiles, "All I want to do now is run down to the docks and look around....... and I should drop into hunters later, I haven't been over since the water rose that last couple feet."

"We'll be home in a couple hours, And if you'd like I have all the stuff for a level 3 bio hazard de-containation. Which won't be fun but its probly a good idea....."

Myyth started to weave in and out of debires in the street, as she walked toward the docks. "Coming?"

((Jumping to the docks))

Cocking her 9mm, Echo walked carefully down the sidewalk. She saw nothing moving, but death often brought nasty things that did move. Something rustled behind her. She turned quickly, and tripped, landing on something sickeningly mushy. Scrambling to keep herself as far away from the corpse, she uttered a soft scream. The deceased's eyes were open. "How creepy. That's just sick." she complained.

She walked further, much more cautiously, until she came around a corner, and found a bench, that wasn't destroyed. Just sitting there, out in the open, next to corpses and debris. "Too perfect." Walking over to it, she put her gun away, and layed on the bench, curling up into a ball. She soon fell into an un-easy slumber.

Amongst the debris and rotting corpses littering the streets, a heavily modified black SUV meandered it's way carefully through the wreckage. Behind the wheel was the grim faced William "Night Hunter" Jackson, the leader of the New York Hunter Group. In the seats behind him were two of his Hunters, Lydia Aidly and Bridget Sommers. For Will, this was his first time outside the walls of Haven since he'd been shot a couple of weeks ago. Being in a wheelchair and later a pair of leg braces didn't make for a good chance of survival while out hunting after all. But this mission they were on was far too important for him to sit safely on his rear in Haven and wait for his legs to heal fully. These three had a missing Huntress to find.

About two hours ago one of their Hunters, Kerrigan, had been brought into the medical facilities of Haven badly injured. Most prominent amongst these injuries were severe blood loss and deep bite marks on her neck. You didn't have to be as experienced a Hunter as Will was to recognize that Kerrigan had mixed it up with a vampire and lost. While on the operating table, Kerrigan had flatlined, and nothing Dr. Gail Hunter tried could restart her heart. Just as the female doctor was about to declare the time of death, Kerrigan's body had spasamed off the table, and the Huntress who was officially deceased had gotten to her feet and raced out of Haven into the night. So now they had a Hunter who had become a freshly turned vamp running around the city, confused and terrified, and they had to find her and help her before she had the chance to hurt herself or others.

Of course, with the city in the sort of shape that it was this really wasn't a good time to be out and about, but what choice did they have? They hadn't stopped Hunter operations while the city was flooded and they wouldn't stop them now that it had become a place filled with disease. Reaching up to make sure that the breathing mask he wore was airtight and firmly in place, Will turned back to make sure that the two that had accompanied him on this mission were doing alright. "Lydia, Bridget, you've got your masks on securely?"

"Affirmative."

"Yes Will."

"Good. Alright, you know the drill. Find Kerrigan, subdue her if nescessary, and bring her back to Haven for aid so that she can adjust to her new condition. And remember, she'll be hungry since she;s freshly turned so be careful. Now for the checklist. Tasers and tranquilizer guns?"

"Check."

"Motion sensors?"

"Check."

"Industrial strength restraints?"

"Check."

"Sedatives?"

"Check."

"Medical blood?"

"Check."

Will nodded in satisfaction. They were as prepared to deal with Kerrigan when they found her as they could be. Careful to keep the windows rolled up and their masks in place, the Hunters drove slowly through the night, searching for their missing comrade.