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Krii'Ouse finally noticed the cat-woman he had met a few months ago. He remembered her name, Neko. 'Neko?' he asked as his head whipped to see another daemon emerge from the shadows.

'A trap? I thought we'd agreed against killing eachother!!' he shouted, blowing his stealth to Hell.

Meantime, he thought to Will. *s**t, Will, go on, I've got Daemons up here, dont' wrry about me, bro.* He drew his wakizashi, and faced this new daemon.

'Who the Hell are...' he stopped. He looked deep at the horns on the daemon's head, and realised something...

'A General of Hell?!'

Astaroth grinned. He swayed arrogantly as he stepped, his scales showing on his hands, and his claws retracting into his fingers. He stared the human down, and laughed.

'You recognise these horns, then? It must have been passed on through your families legends!' He drew out Nihilus, and swung it about skillfully. 'Prepare to meet my vengeance!'

"Hm, so that's what those horns mean." Neko murmured to herself, standing up with a depressed air. She walked so that she was between the two, and as she did she grew into her true form, but was only about as tall as either of them. "Okay, I don't know what's going on here, but don't fight, or I'll put you both over my knee and paddle you, General or no."

Krii'Ouse's eyes narrowed. 'Pay for?! What the Hell are you talking about, daemon?! Who the Hell are you?!' he inquired loudly. He started to move forward. 'Neko, what the Hell is he talking about?!'

He noticed the daemon's sword, and it's unique appearance, as if it didn't exist, yet burning as if freshly tempered. He hoped it didn't burn as much as it looked like it would.

Esou was getting mad, and wanted out, but krii'ouse was resisiting the urge to turn pretty well. Esou would remain dormant for now.

'As I explained to you some time ago, youngling, his ancestor imprisoned me in a statue in a tomb. I was released when the foolsih humans removed me from the place, thus dispelling the imprisonment. As the descendant of Teslae, he must pay for what happened to me!' Astaroth was getting furious.

'Now, move!' he ordered, throwing his once highly ranked authority now diminished around, though it meant nothing, but his ego wouldn't admit it. He brought Nihilus up to a ready position. His aura of vanity would seep into the human's mind, corrupting him. For this, Astaroth smirked evilly, not thinking Neko might know what was happening.

"Oh for the love of all that's good an holy!" Neko shouted at Astaroth, turning into her usual form with white hair, cat ears, and nine tails. She was again dressed in Asmodai's clothes, and even though she looked like a little girl playing dress up, it was clear that she was in charge. She walked up to the older demon with purposeful strides, and when she was close enough, slapped him as hard and as fast as she could.

"What the hell? You think Krii'Ouse had anything to do with your imprisonment? That's just pure luncay you narccisist! You keep this crap up and I'll break that pretty face of yours so badly your MOTHER won't recognize you! And you!" She turned to Krii'Ouse. "I understand that you like hunting, but I'd rather avoid bloodshed between you two if possible. That'll only serve to worsen the situation." She turned back to Astaroth.

Taking the advice and directions of his Hunters, Will drove over to the scene of Jaffar's death. Stopping the humvee at the entrance to the alleyway, he stepped out of the vehicle and waved at his people to unload and fan out. "Okay people, you know what to do. Look for clues, try to pick up a trail, and let's track down these bastards."

Following his own advice, Will started scanning the alley. Pausing, he noticed several bloodstains, including a faint trail of blood droplets leading away from the larger stains. Kneeling, Will touched the stains and rubbed the sticky red fluid between his gloved fingertips. Still wet and fresh, even still slightly warm. "Hey, Aiden, Sethe? Get over here guys, I think I might have a trail."

Hearing only silence, Will frowned and looked up, glancing around. "Sethe? Aiden?"

The psychic werewolf and the vampire should have already gotten here by now due to their various abilities. They needed those two if they were going to pick up on the trail. Where were they? Ah well, they should get there shortly. In the mentime, he'd see what the other Hunters had discovered. "Anybody else find anything?"

Astaroth's face flew to the side as Neko slapped him. His eyes turned white with rage, and his lifted his left hand from his still readied blade. 'How... dare... you?!' he growled. He retaliated with a back-handed smack with his hard scaled hand.

'Do not stirke an Ancient One, youngling!' he cried out, not caring about the city. 'MOVE!'