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Jaden snarled as he turned around. His stomach wounds began healing almost instantly, even among the Lycans Jaden's healing abilities were renowned. A swing of his claws into the earth he tore up a large spray of dirt, rocks and grass directly at Rogue before lunging sideways and bringing his jaws forward in an attempt to clamp on the smaller girl.

Adrian had been watching things unveil, but the suggestion of them leaving made him take action. He quickly jumped again, gliding up into the air, turned in midair, and plunged towards Amnity. He was on a deadcourse, and she hadn't seemed to have seen him yet. He withdrew another one of his blades, he was nearly there...

He took two of the bullets to the gut, one of the three bullets fired to his head simply grazed the side, the others missing completely. He got up, just to drop to his knees again; the painkillers were starting to wear off. "It's better to be controlled by Alasdair then to die in the streets. Being food is not as bad as needing it, believe me, I've survived off of rotten and cold meat, and I’ve lived in the streets. Do ye know how horrific that is?" He looked at her, tears in his eyes, "You bastards took my sister, I coulda helped her, I coulda cured her, but no, you see a Lycan and you kill it. My sister is gone and it's your kinds fault!" He leapt forward, managing to run off of pure adrenaline, he opened his arms, ready to try and seize her and run.

Hail walked up to a tree saw Alasdair, he ran with him.. "Evening, a fight?"
He flattened the grass under he feet and pulled out his little flask. "Vodka?" He took a swig.
"May cause ya to do dangerous things, but arnt we all a little bit" He paused as his eyes glowed red and his fangs came into view. "Dangerous".

As Alasdair was rushing through the trees he heard an unfamiliar voice calling out to him. He stopped on a high branch near the man. He turned to face the man, his violet eyes turning darker. He was breathing heavily and was in a hurry. “How are you?” Alasdair growled at him. With his love in danger, Alasdair was letting anger boil over. He moved his hand to his side, resting his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Alasdair had no time to ******** around. If this guy was a hunter, then he would face a quick death. Alasdair launched himself at the hunter. His hand gripped the sword in reverse and unsheathed the sword in mid air. He was close enough to the target that as soon as he finished unsheathing the sword he slashed upwards. The diagonal slash was aimed at the targets chest, and he would land on the same branch that his target was.

Amnity looked at Adrian in shock, then glared dangerously at him. "We do NOT kill every lycan we see!!! I would never!" How dare he say that about hunters! That insulted her, her fiance is a lycan. "F*** It! You damned fool! You would rather be controlled and live as a slave then die on the streets?! You are mad! People care damnit! You only needed to reach out to the right people!" She looked at the sniper and the other vampires, then back at him. "You think they care?! You think that the vampires care?! You came to the wrong people you idiot!" Amnity tried to steady her breathing and calm down. "...I would have helped you...You fool..."

The hunter hesitated for a moment, thinking calmly. She then turned her revolvers onto safety, almost rendering them useless. "...Think this is fair you Sco'ish pillock?" She wasn't much of a melee fighter, but she was trained enough to go ahead and try. "...Damnit you can still change, that's why I'm bloody mad at you!" Amnity had sympathy in her voice as she just looked at him, crouching into a fighting stance.