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 Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 6:43 pm
alphawolf540 *walks down a street busy with many mortals, one bumps into him* HEY!! WATCH IT!! *continues walking on the way to his destination* *finally reaches the place he was wanting to go* finally.. now i can go inside and rest a bit... *walks through doors of a large, seemingly deserted place and finds a crate to sit on and relax*
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 8:38 pm
The only thing that seeemed to spark her interest was a mortal teenager. He looked like a rocker. His hair died blue, and Snake Bytes on his bottom lip. A small appeared on her face as she walked over to him.
"Hey." Akina immediatly began to use her seduction skills.
"Hey." He replied, showing interest in her from the beginning.
After a brief conversation on a near - by bench, they began to make out. The session broke, only when Akina made it look like she was going to take it farther. But ended up biting deep into his chisled arm. He screamed from the pain and surprise. From then she did not end. Slowly, she began to tear him apart, starting with his arm, up to his neck. Akina ran her claws along his thighs, making sure to puncture the Femoral Artery, causing him to bleed out in a matter of minutes.
Akina grabbed his body and managed to drag him into an empty alley, from mortals prying eyes. From there she began to devour him.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 8:51 pm
Deo wlaked down the streets of new york, wondering where a decent place to find cigs were. HE stopped into a small grocery store and picked a pack up. In about five seconds upon leaveing the store, deo was on the curb already takeing a drag.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 8:57 pm
Akina walked out of the alleayway she had killed the boy in. Surprisingly, there was not any blood on her. With a smile she walked over to Deo. "Hey... " Immediatly, she noticed he was smoking. "Can I have a hit?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 9:00 pm
Deo looked over at her and laughed "Hit? You dont get high ya know..." Just like yuki... he thought.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 9:03 pm
"Drag... ugh... whatever the ******** it's called..." Akina muttered as she sat next to him. The way she sat was similar to the way Yuki did too, with her knees bent to her chest. Even thoguh Akina's hair is white, she was acting blonde.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 9:05 pm
Deo pulled out his cig and handed it to her with a sigh "You act just like her mostlly..." He mutterd not even thinking.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 9:57 pm
The nite was still young and they traveled the streets looking for anything
and it seemed to be a slow nite; except for the nite-club. Bridget remembered a safe house for vampires was somewhere close and they should try it out. Sanchez nodded and they drove into the poorer part of NYC and came to a stop 1 block from the house and stopped.
They decided to hit the place now and then catch other vampires as they sought refuge from the sun. They moved silently around the building checking for a backdoor for the vampires to flee to; there were some broken windows and a door. Sanchez was going to take the back and Bridget would go thru the front and whatever was in there she would either kill it or drive them right into Sanchez. They got into position and Sanchez told Bridget to go.
Bridget went thru the front door and into what was once the living room;
there were two vampires feeding on someone they didn't even see or hear her; two shots and both vampires were ash. Bridget checked up on the victim and saw it was a young boy(maybe 11) and he had been drained to the point of death. Bridget shouldered her assault rifle and pulled her Sidhe
blade and with one smooth strike cut the boy's head off. She got up from her kneeling position and continued to sweep the first floor and found the cellar door and commed Sanchez she was going down and for Sanchez to secure the first floor. Bridget went down the stairs as quietly as possible
and scanned the cellar...here there were 4 vampires(all children). The two eldest snarled and attacked and Bridget met thier attack with her Sidhe Blade(which was now glowing like a blue flame). She met them head on
attacking one with a kick while using her blade on the other. The kicked connected and sent the young girl flying across the room striking the cellar
wall. The eldest of the children met Bridget's blade and screamed once as the flame consumed him. The other two children tried to flee up the stairs
but were stopped by Sanchez with a quiet burst from his assault rifle.
Bridget went back up the stairs to the first floor and worked thier way up
the floors killing another 3 vampires before the building was cleared.
Now it was a waiting game Sanchez was busy setting charges while Bridget
took the front...when the charges were set Sanchez took the back. Time passed and a few vampires came home early and dusted after they entered the building. Then it was almost morning and about 10 vampires showed up and was greeted by bursts of UV rounds and they were dust.
Morning came and no more vampires were coming... Sanchez set the timer on the charges and both he and Bridget left the building and went to the car. There was an explosion as they pulled out and headed back to the Chapter House.
(exit Chapter House)
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 12:57 am
Tokeru flew through the night, and landed in front of the club. "La Tortura, you're going to start getting alot more tortured before the night is out. I just hope the humans get out ok."
He strode towards the door, wings outspread wide, and kicked it down. People from all inside the club looked at him. "As the catholics hunted down the witches, I will hunt you down."
He drew his scimitars, as screams started to reverberate through the club. He strode through, letting the humans pass by, and anyone that approached him looking the slightest bit menacingly, he cut down mercilessly. Withing the first minute, he was coated head to toe in blood, some innocent, some vampiric. As the main room cleared, he looked at what he has done. Blood was pooling from atleast 30 human bodies, those that had weapons. He only noticed a few humans killed without weapons, and noted that they were not killed by the curving cut of the scimitar. He knelt down and cleaned the blades of his scimitars on the shirt of one of the dead. "Judgement is being served."
He strode further in the club, seeing no one, but hearing screams and shuffling about. He reached a hallway, and was immediatly answered by gunshots. With a growl, he accepted the shots. 3 bullets hitting him directly in the chest, one of them just barely missing his eye, and 2 bullets hitting him in gut. He rushed down the hallway, wings beating as bullets whizzed by him, or hit him. He was now completly enraged, and nothing could stop him in that state.
He reached the firing offender within a few seconds of the first shot, and cut them down. He sliced the first one in the neck, spraying blood throughout the hallway, and spraying his own face. A few drops landed in his eyes, but he was too enraged to even notice. He then kicked the second vampire in the chest, breaking bones and crushing the immortal's heart, killing it instantly. And just in case it didnt, he plunged the scimitar directly after the foot.
The third vampire tried to run, and Tokeru almost let it run away, almost. He drew his Magnum, and fired three shots. The first hitting the vampire in the lower back, the second in the right leg, upper thigh. And the third bullet hitting the vampire on the left side of the chest.
The vampire, while dying was not dead, so Tokeru strode over to interrogate him. After a few minutes, he had all the information he needed.
He strode deeper into the passages of the club, blood dripping from his sopping wet clothes, some his, most the enemies.
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 1:06 am
He wandered from room to room, killing the inhabitants inside without mercy. Some were women, some children. Some were elderly people, all were either vampires, or poor tortured souls that had been modified without success. Tokeru had no idea how long he wandered for, but what he knew was the killing. It's been a long time since i've felt so alive. The thrill of the hunt, the joy in killing. This is what I had forgotten. This is what it is to be a hunter.
One room proved particularly dificult, there was an ambush of vampires. he did not escape unscathed. His leg had been broken in two places, and healed crookedly, and he had 3 cracked ribs, one that almost punctured his lung. But yet, Tokeru did not stop. He was lost, lost in the joy he found in killing the vampires, and lost in the anger he had.
Wherever he limped, blood flowed. There was literally a river of blood behind him, and bodies lay everywhere. When the police would comb through this area, chances are that they would burn the building, rather that go investigating for the monster that caused all the havoc.
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 1:14 am
Tokeru limped on. Room after room, he killed. He had long ago long one of his scimitars, stuck inside the body of a modified vampire. His left arm was hanging uselessly at his side, sending waves of pain throughout his body. He continued to fight, kill and massacre. The body counts grew greater and greater, and so did his injuries. A vampire got close enough to slice his throat, but not deeply enough that he couldn't heal quickly enough to save himself. He recieved a sword in his gut, but pulled it out, holding his innards inside with his hands untill the stab wound healed, and kept fighting. it seemed nothing could stop Tokeru, not the creature he had become anyway. It seemed he was invincible, a creature bent on destruction and murder, unfeeling to any pain, shrugging off blows that would kill vampries thrice his size. But yet he kept on going. Killing and killing, untill he lost his second scimitar, at which point he took weapons from the fallen enemies. Weapon after weapon, was broken in his hands, but yet, he kept on going. Somehow staying alive, somehow still killing them. More than a man, yet less than a god.
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 1:33 am
It did not take too much effort to find the building that Tokeru was attacking as a one-man force since people were running down the streets screaming at the horrors they had whitnessed. "Damn it," she cursed softly as she came after him in fear that he would get himself killed, "these people are definately on high alert..."
Finally coming to the actual building, Edith was amazed at how many people had been slain and how much blood there was. She got a sudden urge to go and salvage some of it and not let it go to waste but she quickly shook the thought off. "Tokeru!" she shouted from the first floor only to be greeted by enemy fire, enemies that had made to run from Tokeru...
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 1:35 am
Tokeru was now down to his last room, he was devoid of any thought, his face emotionless, his soul, cold and unfeeling. He was living to kill. If Tokeru were capable of rational thought, he would be able to see that those inside the room were innocent humans, not even genetically altered yet, only in prepation to, and he had long ago killed the scientists that performed the alterations, but in his blood soaked mind, all he saw were moving targets. Enemies to be annihilated.
He opened the door, slamming it aside. His left leg was a tattered mess of half healed wounds and caked on blood. His left arm still hanging uselessly as his side. His right arm with a deep stab wound in the shoulder, his throat with a vivid pink cut from ear to ear. He had lost most of his clothing in the battles. His shirt was little more than a rag, and covered almost nothing. his pants did prevent him from revealing himself, but were in danger of disintegrating at the slightest touch. Wherever his skin could be seen, it was dry, caked on blood.
he advanced into the room, with the huddled family cowering at the far wall, praying for a miracle to save them.
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 1:49 am
Edith had thankfully nabbed a few cartridges for her magnums beforehand so that she was able to return fire, hitting all of her targets in vital areas to assure they did not follow her or shoot her in the back. She was hit a few times before she got them all down but it was nothing that she could not handle, being shot was something you learned to deal with when you lived on the streets and fought for a living. "Tokeru!" she called, uncannily stumbling up the stairs in a blur of motion.
She came to the room that he was in and forced herself not to gasp in horror. These were humans, innocent, untainted and yet Tokeru was about to kill them or it appeared frighteningly so. Fortunately for these humans their prayers had been answered or at least partially as Edith stood between Tokeru and the family huddled against the wall. She did not dare tell them to run in fear that Tokeru would give chase. "Stay there," she ordered them harshly.
"Tokeru!" she shouted at him, not in anger but in concern and shock. "Stop this madness these people are innocent! They have done nothing wrong do not kill them. If you want blood spill mine. Mine is more soiled than theirs will ever be. Please don't." She was now begging him, her florescent orange eyes pleading him to have some sort of mercy upon them.
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 6:33 am
*walked outside of the building, panic everywhere, a civilian stops him to say something about people dying and then runs off* eh... not my business... ill just walk down to the mall and meet up with some lycans... i need some backup.... the vampires will pay for what theyve done*he thinks to himself, my family... all dead.. most likely vamps as well.. , * *starts walking towards the nearest mall*
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