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"It doesn't hurt Kerri..." He took a few steps towards her not knowing if she would welcom him or not. "I like the feeling, I always have. It too is in my nature." Why did she refuse still? What had he done wrong? "Don't be sorry...I'm independent and I shouldn't have let my emotions go like that, but now it's too late." He wondered if he should tell her that he was leaving. She would either ask him to stay, or hate him. He didn't know which he prefered at the moment.

He held her against him. "I fear nothing. It's just...emotion is not a part of me. I'm an incubus, I give pleasure, not emotion. I am an object of lust and not love. I play a different game than romance, I play passion. My life has no room for emotion, but this time it has been forced out if even a little bit." He stood there with his arms wrapped around her. He would leave the next day and be done with it. He no longer had anything to stay for. This city was tainted to him.

"Don't worry about it. It's nothing that can't be fixed." He would fix it himself, away from this place. "Take care of yourself Kerri..." With that he let her go, staring at her lips before he turned. He began walking away wistling the same tune that he did when he entered this city. It was the same tune he'd be wistling when he left. Like a mix of jazz and classic rock, it made someone want to live an upbeat life. Often times, that wistling was his only real companion.

He wanted to say that he didn't have a reason to stay. But that kiss gave him a reason, even if it was a slight one. He wanted to laugh at the sheer irony that was unfolding, but he didn't. He returned another kiss after their lips parted. This wasn't the seductive kiss of an incubus. It was a passionate kiss of someone who wasn't quite a lover, but more than a friend. When he pulled his lips barely away after a few moments, he finally spoke with a voice that sounded half releived and half confused. "What will we do? What about your people?" He wanted to know if she ahd come to any kind of desicion regaurding her profession.

He sighed. He didn't want her to go back alone. That kiss gave them an unspoken bond now. He'd be damned to a deeper hell than he already was if he let them harm her. But what could he do to covnince her to let him come? And how would he cope with her killing immortals. "Promise me something...don't kill anyone unless they deserve it. Because a vampire does not deserve death simply by trying to survive..." They were his views and if he was going to cop with her hunting, he hoped she would cope with him. "And I'm not letting you go back to the Haven alone."

He nodded. "Very well." He looked down at his atire, not something he'd want to wear to a hunter's base. "Though I may have to barrow some clothes." He never did like to fight with hunters anyways. If they gave him any gruff his mind and claws would be enough. But it was best not to inspire hostility by going in with his battle gear on. He kissed her once more and stepped aside. "Lead the way..." It still felt strange to him. He'd just commited to a relationship with a hunter, strange indeed....

Tara walked down Broadway, her mind was jumbled with thoughts. The reak and foul stench of rotting bodies was everywhere and there was no escaping it. "Nobodies helped them. Pa." She spoke with slyness and almost laughed. Nobody had come to help these people, who were either mostly dead or living off what was left in the city.

The daylight brought things into prospective about how badly the city had been hit and the death toll. Haz-Mat teams were working with Army Bio-Warfare and a few private companies to clean the place up. So far they had started to clear the outter edge the city and were slowly cleaning down and decontaminating the areas as they went about thier grid pattren.

At night it was different, only the moon and stars to see by...yet you could see the areas being cleaned up from the lights of thier generators. It would be awhile before they got here. Bridget figured they would try and restore the more important areas first, but that didn't really concern her for she was on the hunt. To
many of the UN-natural elements too got caught in this disaster and couldn't get out.... they would be hungry/starving by now. Bridget and Sanchez picked up some info that some creature/creatures were at this apartment complex and all it cost them for the info was three cans of food(times were desparate for some).

The night was cloudy and they felt a drop of rain every once in awhile while they set up Bridget was the sniper and Sanchez her spotter and back up. They waited
for hours on the roof top waiting for the nite to get darker so whatever was in there to come out. It was about 2am that several people came out of the front of
the apartment and were standing about for a bit. Sanchez counted 5 and gave Bridget the distance and wind to targets(thermal opticals classified them as vampires). Bridget put the UV clip into the rifle and chambered a round. She took aim and held her breath while she squeezed the trigger. The second vampire only hadn't even time to react before his head exploded like the first, the other 3 ran for it.

Well that was it for tonite and they made thier way to the car and drove back to the "BatCave" as Bridget was beginning to call it. They drove with the headlights off so nobody would spot the lights and made it back to the safely.