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Sady walked down the street breathing the fresh air. She hadn't had contact with anything in monthes. She put herself into a solitude so she could focus on her training. Now it was time to step out into the world again. She just couldn't decide were she wanted to go first.

She re-enters the city mere minutes later, though now she was walking. Walking was a way of light excersise, and any type of exercise was what she tended to aim for. Her job had focused on her training herself physically, and by doing so, she had to excersise. The excersise never ceased, she always had to be in shape. She knew that her physical limitations were much more forgiving now, but she still maintained her condition.

As she was walking, she heard the noise and excitement from a club of some sort. Suddenly her mind traced the vampire's mind, the one she had been searching for. She decided to enter the club.

((Exit to Las Noches))

Sady looked at the scene that unfolded in front of her. The must be hunters too. These were the type of people she was looking for but such horrible timing considering one was hurt.

Willow had been walking for a while now, traveling through the city and enjoying the sights. She had ran into a few unfriendly groups, but they seemed to know well-enough when to leave her alone...after some persuading, of course. Humming softly, she rounded a corner, and came to an abrupt halt when the sudden scent of blood overwhelmed her. She grew silent, her eyes immediately moving towards what she thought (and was quickly proven) to be the source of the smell. Willow immediately stiffened at the group that all but screamed hunter with their weaponry, and the scent of vampire all over one...the one who was wounded. She had never really run into many hunters. Mercinaries, yes, but the only hunters she had known had been allies, fighting against a greater enemy at that time.

Taking a few steps back, Willow moved with quick footsteps to a fire-escape on a nearby building that she had seen earlier. Jumping upwards, she grabbed the lowest bar and pulled herself up the rest of the way onto the small metal platform, though she didn't stop there. Willow continued running up the stairs until she reached the top of the building and then quietly approached the edge, looking over to watch the group curiously.

By this time Willow had seen enough of this intimate moment, and merely bowed her head in respect while turning to leave. However, she pulled something from her coatpocket that resembled a rose, only it was black in color. She tossed it over the edge of the building, and then jumped off the building, landing on the metal platform with a loud creak. She jumped quickly from the platform and onto the ground, and walked down a narrow allyway away from the scene. Her walk, however, was as slow as a funeral march, not rushed as a fearful demon's footsteps might have been.

The rose that she had thrown landed not far from the body of the young slayer. A few petals were still inthe air, and moved downwards towards the ground like silky black snow to comfort the hunters' group. Although she was a demon, Willow wasn't as heartless as most might consider. She had seen her fair share of loss, and knew that losing a comrade in the line of duty when you were right there...and couldn't do anything to stop it, was one of the worst things to experience in life.

They drove thru the nite looking for a good set up point and thier thoughts took them to the Vampire motor gang. They went a to hidden stash and got out thier toys for the mission; then drove couple blocks from the clubhouse(warehouse) and waited for daylight.

They got ropes up onto the roof-top and climb them without making hardly any noise. Once on the roof they set up the explosive paste in several square patterns. They would use the ropes to rappel down into the the warehouse and and rock and roll (using silencers) they carried several UV-grenades with them also. And so they waited til about mid-day and then went on into action.

The paste burned the warehouse roof where place letting the sunlight in.
Sanchez went first and gave Bridget cover as she came down; any vampires up her on the second floor was ash. Bridget tossed a flash/bang
down the stairs and went down picking targets as she went to cover. She covered Sanchez as he came down the stairs and he quickly found cover.
They each lobbed a UV-grenade and let them do the work against concentrations of the vampires. It was all over in 5 minutes and they did
a sweep and found a couple of them hiding; nothing but ash remained.

They made thier way back to the car and drove on home for a good days
sleep because they would be out in the nite.

Amber was streaming in tears before Jaffar even started to talk. "Oh God..." She whispered. Still crying she listened to Jaffar utter his last dying words. As Jaffar's body went limp, she screamed, "JAFFAR!" She knew that she'd never see him again but she hugged him and held him to her chest, like a mother with her ill child.

She closed her eyes and whispered, "I-I'm so sorry Jaffar... Please forgive me, I was too late... I failed you..." She started sobbing mournfully. Amber stayed in that alley with Jaffar for a long time not caring who passed by to give her a look of utter confusion and disatisfaction. She put his ear to her mouth then whispered, "I love you..."

Amber felt that she'd lost the world when Jaffar died. He brought her so much happiness, he was the first hunter that she'd ever met, her first friend... Her first love... She got up, and was carrying Jaffar's limp body. She was going to return to HQ to get a thousand questions of: what happened? But she wouldn't be able to answer, she herself wasn't exactly sure of what had happened...