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Janine let out a sigh of relief, and would have curtsied had she been able to. "Thank you Father."

She looked outside the window and estimated the time of arrival. "Not long I think, perhaps a few minutes, at the most 10."

Her men were still hers, but something rankled her about Benedict.

"Father, if I may ask for one favour. May I be able to examine the arms and weapons of the new Knights here? I have never seen these before, and would like to know how they work."

Adrian's smile widened as he watched Arik gore the helpless Lycan, cupping his hands in a silent thank you to god. Someone as crazy as he was! "Ye know I wa' jokin' with ya earlier laddy, let's be friuends. Best friends if ye let me gore the next one." He flexed his hand, his blades dispensing from his wrists and forearm.

Adrian grinned viciously, and picked up the Lycan pulled back his arm, and plunged it straight through the Lycan's chest. He quickly swung his arm upwards, literally cutting the top of the Lycan in half. He threw it into the ocean, and fell to his knees. He closed his eyes, clutching his head. When he opened his eyes he was sitting in a small grey room, a young Vampire leaning arrogantly against the desk in the center of the room, he looked Adrian up and down. "Hello, dearest nephew" Markus said coldly, glaring at Adrian.

Adrian felt a slight nudging on his arm, probably Arik trying to snap him out of it, but he concentrated on Markus, who was starting to scowl. "You're that Markus clagger ain't ye!? Whadda ye mean nephew!?" Markus sighed dramatically, glancing at the corner. "Actually great great ect. Uncle, but the principal is the same." Adrian looked confused, so Markus elaborated "My Sister was sent off to Scotland to serve under a wealthy lord, and fell in love with a man who cleaned the Scullery, this was your great great grand father." Adrian sighed, pulling out his flask. "Talk about a clagging diamond in the rough..."

Adrian felt a slight tug as Arik tried to reach through his mind, Markus sensed it too, and as such he pulled Arik into the small room. "Where is this clagging place anyhow?" Adrian asked suspiciously, absent-mindedely pulling out a cigerette. "This is the Void, rather boring isn't it? And that is a filthy habit, my boy." Adrian scowled, blowing smoke into Markus's face "The apple dunnae fall far from that tree, as you English scunners say" He sat down on a handy chair that he could have sworn wasn't there a minute ago, and through his legs definately onto the table.

Markus looked at the rose impassively, and he took it quickly, sliding it into his jacket. He dug into his other jacket pocket and gently slid out a white rose, handing it to Arik, still glaring at Adrian in a melodramatic way. He looked at Adrian, and said "Siyo is deceased, I take it? Otherwise I'd be fighting ol' Trigger Happy McKill Everything right now." He grinned slyly at Adrian, "How's Pummel, tiny?"

Markus grinned slightly, and walked out of the room for a moment, he returned with a small box, he emptied it onto the table. It contained two long belts of Silver Nitrate Bullets, and a giant cross... He clapped his hands, and Adrian and Arik awoke on the docks, Arik now holding a Giant Cross.

"Why thank yah my friend" Adrian grinned, and leapt forward, his blades extended in mid-air, and he spun around, slicing two of the Black Fur Lycans in half, and slitting the others throat. He then withdrew his rifle and shot off the head of a charging one, and drop kicked one about to attack. He jumped onto the floored Lycan's neck with a satisfying crack, and nodded happily. "I havnae had this much fun since my father's funeral!"