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Joey smirked. "Funny..I though Hunting was my job" he said as he took another step forward. "Anyways, I now stand at a crossroads....let you leave and hurt more people...or stop you here and now" he pondered.
Joey took the cards from his pocket and flipped the top card after shuffling. "The ace again" he muttered. "I suppose I can let you go...I have other business to attend to." he said as he turned away, facing Demonic Ties. "I bid you adue" he said as he walked off.
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Stood in the centre of a clearing, she was staring up to the sky, her hands shaking slightly in anticipation. It would be the first time she would have seen the sun in 629 years... It excited her greatly but she also felt a bit scared. What if the ritual hadn't worked? Was she starring into her death? Shaking her head as she felt the overwhelming urge to feed, she smiled a bit. It had worked, she was sure of it.

Her fists clenching as the sun begin to rise, she winced slightly, instinctively shielding her eyes from the harsh light that was slowly unfolding from behind the morning clouds. A shiver when down her spine as she felt the warmth from the sun's rays on her pale skin.

After a while she slowly unshielded her eyes, slowly bringing her face to look at the now yellow sky before her. It was more beautiful than she had remembered... Stood in awe, she had completely forgotton where she was. The morning joggers beginning to show themselves, running along the paths and giving her strange looks as they passed. Afterall, what on earth was a pretty little red head adorned in leather doing stood on the grass, watching the sky? It was a confusing sight, but Rikku was too engrossed in watching the beauty of the sky.

An hour or so had passed before she snapped out of her trance. She could hardly believe she was stood in a flood of daylight for the first time in 600 years. It was incomprehendable. Glancing round, everything seemed so different in the daylight but she knew perfectly well where she was, and where she was going for that matter. A smirk crossing her face, she began walking - the type of walk someone has when they have a prupose. Her long coat flowing behind her in the wind, she couldn't stop smirking as she thought through what she was about to do.

Zekk got out of the pen, followed by an overly eager pup. He sighed and lifted it up out of the pen, it wagged its tail happily and followed him. He didn't understand this wolf pups obsession with him. He headed out of the park, the pup still followed him, he sighed and formed a leash and collar illusion, he knew the pup wouldn't stray far.

((Exit to Demonic Ties))

Zekk brought down several more small animals, giving several to the pup, eating only little himself, he wasn't hungry, he wanted to take out some anger on the small things, not Saria. The pup yawned and walked over to Zekk, he curled up along side him, he yawned again, licked his face, then licked Zekk's several times before falling into slumber.

Zekk picked up the pup by the back of his neck, he carried him back toward the gate, once there he shifted back into his human form, he called a cab and headed back to Demonic Ties.

((Exit to Demonic Ties))

Scott stretched his arms out with a yawn. He took a look around the park quickly and then bowed his head in prayer. After minutes of praying, he placed his hands on his knees and stood up. He grabbed his Katana and slid it into his belt. He heard the click of the locking mechanism over the chirping of the birds. He pulled ack the sleeve of his red leather longcoat and checked his watch. With a sigh he stepped away from he green bench and walked slowly back into the juncle that was the city. Why New York City, of all places? He trusted his informant, a Lycan lone wolf he'd known since before the days of night, but he wasn't happy to learn the location of his prey was Scott's least favorite city in America. "Well, at least it's not Paris.." He sighed to himself.

He had to admit though, it made sence for Kel the Insane to hide out here. Where better than a gun free city for a person like him to set up camp. Scott had already had a few run ins with the police, but a quick flash of the badge usually cleared suspition. He watched a girl walk past him, her aura was clearlythat of a Vamp. He sighed again. It seemed this town wasn't too short on freaks either. His hand rested on the hilt of his sword, but he restrained himself. No use causing undue rukus so early in the day. He trudged on into the city. He'd need help in the coming weeks. He also knew the New York Hunters were in need of help.
(exit)

Evas ran to the Central Park and sat on the nearest bench to catch her breath. She tried to maintain a low profile as she straightened her skirt. She was too distraught to notice the people around her. The feeling of threat weighing in her throat had sunk down to her stomach. Evas cradled her head in her hands to keep the images inside her head from stirring too fast.

Scott strode through the park with his hands in his pockets. The smell of blood was in the air, and he knew what that meant. His hand slowly slid to the Katana and said a quick prayer over the weapon. He felt the feral beings were getting closer.