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With barely a flicker of movement, the hunter had drawn his sword, the tip of the thirty-inch-long, pure silver blade resting a couple of inches from the lycan's chin. He was getting faster. The intensity in his eyes could probably burn a hole in a wall, if he stared hard enough. "Careful." Was all Ein spoke, an underlying fierce edge in his voice. As fast as he had taken it out, the hunter returned the sword to its place in the back of his vest.

Asmodeous returned to the spot where he had been talking to Serenity. Good, he thought, maybe she did leave. Suddenly he heard arguing and footsteps running toward the arguing. "No!" he muttered under his breath, and started to sneak towards the sounds of the argument and, perhapse Serenity.

Asmodeous was coming up to the fight. He saw three figures and reflexivly yelled "STOP!" However, he instantly realized that error and froze in horrid realization that his primitive weapons were nothing to there "GUNS" as they called them, and was at a major disadvantage.

Zzeill held the balde tightly as she felt the attempt to snatch, but slowly let go when he reconsidered and took it politely from her hand. Letting the hand fall back to her side she let the males talk, intersted on how this would end.
"Fenix, like the phenix that rises from its flame, reborn from the fire and ash into which it had died. How many times have you been reborn?"
She asked him, not actually excusing him, but rather playing... not like Ein and herself had anything to do at the moment. She didnt even twitch when Ein pulled his weapon, keeping her eyes intent on Fenix for the time being.
"Watch your steps puppy, he's a rather unpredictable one."
She said, lightly patting Eins side in a form of pointing. They might have been 'good friends', but he was still a hunter, and just because he accepted her, didnt mean she knew about the others. With her Lycan hearing and increased scences she pulled the revolver from her coat long before the other yelled stop, pointing it and pulling back on the hammar. A female was around too, but this one seemed more adventurous to tell into a conversation he didnt know anything about.
"If you have a sane mind in your skull, you will leave."
She growled out toward him, looking back to where the female stood.
"That goes from you too."
She called, sorry she didnt have two guns... she would have to buy another one later.

((Enter Artanis, a new hunter))

"Well now this is fresh air," Artanis sighed to himself, "A guy can breathe out here, away from those damned nightwalkers." He started walking down a path just thinking about everything that had led up to him relocating to New York. ((For full details read profile)) Anyone walking by him along that path would think him a monster, because of his altered skin and eyes, also the weapons shifting with his every step. "Well I finally have some time to be alone and away from some of those freaks." He continues walking until he sees some very odd-looking people. "What is wrong with this city? Why does it hate me!?!"

When she heard the the hammer being pulled back on the gun, she looked up. Not really sure of where it came, she looked around frantically. When she realized that one of the three who were arguing was pointing a gun at her. She froze. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to easedrops. I'm very bad when my couriosity gets the better of me. I'll be out of your way as soon as I find my gloves. I swear." Her voice was serious, a little bit of fear in it. "They are really inportant I have them." She was almost pleading now.

Insulted by this remark from the new comer, Serenity stood up and yelled. "How dare you threaten me! What have I done to you to deserve that? I mean really." At this point she realized that Asmodeous was here. "First it was him! Now it's you! I can understand why she is angry with me! But you have no right to assume anything about me before you even know me! I know you're there, whether you can blend in with the surroundings or not. I don't care, but I demand you apologize to me right now!" She stood there with arms straight and tense, her hands clenched tight by her side. Eyes, glowing more red then usual. Her white, pale skin was flushed red with rage.