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Salazar nodded and she ran off and just sat down in the grass, thinking about Kirai. As time went on he noticed that the strongest feeling for her were immediate after he took the pills. As time went on the affection became less intense but still very strong. After a long while he pulled a large looking file from his pack and scribbled down a quick letter on it. In his studies of Demonic knowledge, he had discovered that sun demons, which he had been bound to, could teleport themselves in bursts of fire. At the moment his power was so chaotic that he would have dared to try it on himself, but maybe this file would find it's source. It took a few tries, and he ended up charring the edges, but eventually the file swifted away from him and hopefully into the recipient's hands.

Salazar, who had been lost in thought since Sam had left, gave the girl Amy a light smile. "Hey, I'm Salazar." She seemed like a nice enough person, and kinda familiar. Though he was still a bit wrapped up in thinking about Kirai.

Warwick and Vega pulled into the cargo entrance of the Asylum and moved with haste. Kirai was a light enough girl, so Warwick was able to carry her on his good shoulder while Vega began to get everything ready for Avarice's arrival. Down the doctor went, down to his personal lab in the basement. Kirai would be familiar with it, seeing as she had been in here so often. Behind him the door to his lab slid shut. The door had been made special after a few incidents with lycans had torn the old one to bits. This door was made of a strong steel and bits of silver to ward away the werewolves, it could be broken down yes, but it would take a long while of beating on it."Yes, everything is falling right into place." The doctor giggled, his German accent very thick with excitement. He took Kirai's body and did the necessary things to keep her from dying. Bandaged her wounds, treated them with antiseptic, and lastly, after strapping her down to the operating table, hooked her up to an blood IV. "Hello there." He said, voice full of venom as Kirai's eyes fluttered open.

Warwick just chucked and walked away from the table, walking over to a small gate and opening it. "Tell me Kirai. Are you fond of rats? I personally find them to be quite interesting creatures." His voice carried on throughout the room as he went into the small room behind the gate. It was a room dedicated to a group of rats her normally used for particularly risky trials...and they were very hungry. "These little fellows will be assisting me with your 'Operation'." Pressing a small button along the wall opened up every cage in the room, releasing about 70+ rats into the lab. Within second they were crawling all over Kirai's body, getting to her clothes and occasionally biting down on her skin and nibbling away. "Now, I'm curious. How quickly do you heal?"

Warwick ignored her sarcasm and went along to a nearby closet. "Hmm I know I have it here somewhere." He mumbled, rummaging thought the racks until he found the bloodstained hammer that he kept for occasions just like this. It was quite large, about three feet long, and the head was a rusted over iron. "So, like I said earlier, I can't have you running off on me again." He now moved over to a oven large enough to hold a human being and turned on the flames, sticking the hammer into it to sterilize it. "However, you're special to me Kirai, I surely wouldn't want to ruin that pretty face of yours. So we're going to try something a bit different." once the iron head of the hammer was a red hot and the blood had fallen off in chips, Dr. Warwick grabbed the weapon and stood above Kirai, holding the hammer just above her legs so she could feel the immense heat radiating from it. "Right or left?"

No answer from her. Not that it mattered, if Kirai had even spoke a word he would have stopped her mid sentence anyway. "Hmm, the left then." The Doctor raised the hammer high into the air and let it just sit there for a moment, building suspense until the final moment where he drove the mighty weapon down onto Kirai's right kneecaps. It hit with a sickening splat and a great amount of blood flew onto his face and lab coat, this plus the disgusting smell of meat cooking made Dr. Von Kraus feel very relaxed. He left the hammer there for about thirty seconds, to cauterize the wound as well as to prolong the comforting sizzle of her flesh frying. Then once that job was done, he went back over to the furnace, heated the hammer once more and held it above her right leg. "Now then, would you kindly tell me when your body is?"

The doctor just gave a shrug and lifted the hammer high above his head. The rats had run of after the first strike, but the smell of her now scorched flesh had interested them once more. There was a brief pause like before, this time to take in the intoxicating smell or roasting meat from her other leg. Then, with even more force then the last swing, he brought the powerful hammer down in a arc of heat that smashed though Kirai's right knee. it was a multitude of sound, the sound of her kneecap splitting, the sound of meat cooking, the sound of her agonized screams. A symphony of misery. There was more blood than last time, some of it even ended up in Warwick's mouth, delicious. However in this enjoyment the doctor noticed something on what remained of Kirai's leg. A very small spot, far from where the blow had landed. It was something he recognized immediate and upon seeing it, laughed. "Necrosis. Interesting." He whispered to himself, moving to place the hammer, now completely drenched in blood, back into the furnace. "Tell me Kirai, are you familiar with the race of vampires known as Crusniks?"

The rats returned once more to nibble at the cooked flesh of her knees. A few of them had been crushed during the strikes and their flesh and bone were now embedded into Kirai's. "Well, during one of my studies I discovered something about them. You see, Crusniks are the natural predator of other vampires. It is wired into their bodies to hunt down and feed upon Nosferatu. In fact over the years it has evolved down to the cellular level." As Dr. Von Kraus spoke the hammer was once again heated, the blood that had stuck onto it being boiled off into vapor and giving an iron smell to the room. "I had a patient once, he was a Crusnik and due to his will to escape, managed to successfully tear off his own arm. Well I captured him once more and due to my needing of his body, attached an arm from another vampire to him. Seeing as the Crusnik line is so rare I wasn't able to find a Crusnik's arm.. However after a few day I noted that his arm had gotten weak, that even picking things up seemed to be an issue for him. When I examined him I noticed black spots of necrosis on his shoulder when the arm had been attached. It was amazing, the body was actually eating away at the new arm! Naturally I wanted to test this farther, so I replaced his heart with that of a Nosferatu. He was dead within the week." The hammer had finally finished heating and Warwick pulled it from the furnace and brought it over to Kirai. "Isn't that interesting?"

Hearing this woke Kirai up, she lay there, her eyes wide open, in shock, although hardly distracted from the terrible pain and thick smell of cooking flesh and blood which rested in the air. Her eyes shifted from looking in pure horror, almost hollow, at Dr. Warwick, and then moved to looking at the glowing hot hammer which was so close to her face she could feel the heat from it on her cheek and in her eyes, sadly knowing where he was going to strike next. No, Avarice would not make that sort of mistake... Then, she vaguely remembered Avarice killing a crusnik girl in the Black Rose forest. Was that....? Kirai opened her mouth, trying to say something, but she couldn't find her voice to do so. Her legs, her flesh where the rats had and still were eating away at her, it hurt too much, and her mind was too distracted by the hammer the doctor held so tauntingly close to her.