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Krii'Ouse had gotten back with the group, helped them take William to the infirmary, and headed to his room. His wounds were already healing. He patched himself up, and took his armour off. He put it on the armour rack in his room, and slipped into his bed. 'Good night...' he told his door, flipping the switch.

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Krii'Ouse sat on the cold dank floor of a medieval dungeon. Two guards watched him from the opposite side of the bars. Only... they had burning red eyes. 'You'll make a fine meal... once our Lorde comes from hibernation...' they told him, their voices melding and echoing in a terrible raspy scratched noise.

Krii'Ouse tried to move, but he was held in place, with chains connected to every limb, making sure he could not move at all, save for breathing, and consumption of the most vile grule. 'Why... why have you taken me here. Why do you torture me?!' he screamed at them.

'Our Lorde feasts on your fear, it is an appetizer to him, and your soul shall be his main course.' they replied, again, voices melding, resonating. They turned and walked off.

Krii'Ouse had been honing his mind while he was unsupervised. He felt his way around himself, found the lock, and opened it with his psy. The lock floated to the ground, and he repeated the process. Finally, he was free of the chains and bindings.

He rose from the floor, walked to the bars, and bent them silently with his psy. He turned and exited the bars, and the dungeon transformed. It changed into a modern prison cell. The daemons had altered the place within his mind. They had made it an illusion. Now that his mind was stronger, he had unwittingly dispelled the illusion. He snuck over to the door, and opened it.

The escape was exactly the same way he had done it in real life... up until now. A sword sliced through his stomach, and he roared in pain. He looked at his abdomen, and it started to burn. 'Si-silver?!' he screamed. Then he kicked the daemon away from himself, pulled out the blade, and his clothes fell to the floor as Esou took his form. He lifted the daemon into the air, despite the pain, and crushed it's skull.

He took off running out of the building, being stopped by two more daemons. They both threw silver knives at him faster than he could react. He fell to the floor, his body burning with pain. The daemons ran up simultaneously, their blades connected, and met at his neck, and began to slice...

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Krii'Ouse cried out from his dark room, and the scream echoed through Haven. He drew his swords from the ground next to him, and stabbed them into the cieling. He felt at his neck, and found a slice mark there. Flipping the light on, he found that he had run through nothing at all.

Rising from his bed, and opened the door. He quickly rushed past Ski's room, and made for the infirmary. Walking in, he saw Len, William, some new guy, myyth, Jaffar, and gail. Hiding his new injury, he went to Gail, taking her aside, he showed her the wound, and had it patched up.

'Will I have a raspy voice long?' he asked her.

'Yes, it may even be permenant...' Gail replied.

'Damn...'

He sat in the corner, hiding his bandage with a black choker, courtesy Gail.

justin snapped awake in the medical room, sitting up a bit, his arm was still off, but he got up anyway, the various wounds had healed already, so he got dressed and headed out

Four women walked through the club entrance of Haven, none of them speaking a word. A rather tall redhead was leading the group, dressed in baggy green camoflauge pants, and a pair of vintage sneakers. In sharp contrast with the pants, she had an orange shirt with navy blue 3/4 length sleeves on, the sleeves rolled up to just above the elbow. Her shoulder length red hair, which went beautifully with her golden colored eyes, was flared out at the ends, making the choppy layers more noticable.

To her left was another red haired girl with bright green eyes. She was obviously younger than the other women, and unlike the others, she was the only one with a bright smile on her lips. Sporting a black tube top with a faded green jacket on over it, and a pair of dark pink, almost red, pants with zippers on the sides, she slid ehr hands gently into her back pockets at the group descended. Different colors of paint were splattered across the denim, which was so long that only the tips of her black shoes were visible.

On the left of the leader was a more gothic looking woman, walking with her hands crossed across her chest in a coky sort of way. She had on a black bikini top, covered by an open blue jean vest which matched her short, frayed shorts. A black studded belt held the shorts snugly to her toned, and completely exposed midriff. Her black and red hair was pulled back into a messy, spiked bun, accenting her deep green eyes. To finish it off, she had a pair of high heeled, knee length boots, a jagged pattern of red and black leather, along with a variety of jewelry, which accented the gothic look.

Lastly, following a little behind the rest of the group, was a dark haired, naturally tan woman. Her hair was messy and wild, a few locks falling into her eyes and face, though she didnt seem to mind. She was wearing a black leather bustier and a pair of khaki cargo pants, purposfully cut and torn so that her toned legs showed through in some parts. Her black boots potruded ever so slightly from under the hem of the pants, which was dragging the ground.

The group had a little trouble, though not much, passing through security on the first floor. Jezabelle, the first redhead of the group did most of the talking while the others observed the look of the security room. Immediately they began to take note of the different precautions that the hunters had taken. It was obvious that they were slightly impressed as they finally got clearance and began making their way down into the lower part. Security was once again a minimal problem as they passed quickly through. Alexis, the cheery looking one, smiled at the security guards as they passed through, hvaing to trot a little in order to keep up with Jezabelle's pace.

After a few moments of walking, they came to a halt in front of the Leader's office, she knocked on the door as the other three stood against the wall. Alexis was trying to initiate a conversation with Johanna, the dark haired one, who obviously wanted to be left alone while Aeryn, the gothic one, had out a pad of paper, drawing out plans for her latest exlposive casing. When no one came to the door after a few moments, she knocked once again, sighing a little frustratingly when once again, no answer came. Walking back the way they had come, she grabbed the first hunter she saw, asking them in a curt way, "Where is the leader of this organization?"

She looked at the guard for a few moments before motioning the other three girls onward, giving the guard a less than amused look, "No thank you, i can find it myself." Giving the guard another smile, she continued on, the other three following close behind her. Johanna gave the guard a look of mixed anger and amusement, brushing past him, and digging her shoulder into his uncomfortably.

After they had been walking for several minutes, she was beginning to regret sending the guard on his way. However, when she was about to give up and grab another guard, she walked backwards a few steps. She had walked right past the infirmary, and there was the leader, laying in a hospital bed, several of his hunters surrounding him. Figuring that since they had stayed a while already, they might as well wait until the room cleared out. After all, she understood that the hunters had things going on at the moment and that everything couldnt be dropped suddenly to play host to them. Motioning with her head, the four of them took a few steps out of the way to allow the passing of people in and out of the infirmary, although Jezabelle gave the leader a meningful glance that would suggest that she was waiting to speak with him.

Will awoke to a buzzing sound next to his bed. It took him a moment before he remembered the intercom and public announcement system that he'd asked Marcus to sneak in to his room without Gail noticing. He knew that he had to rest, but this was his life, being the Hunter leader. He couldn't just put it on hold because he was hurt. Flipping on the intercom, he spoke to whoever it was that had buzzed his intercom. "This is Jackson. What is it?"

"Sir, it's Jack. Four ladies came in from the club entrance looking for you. They're definately human since they got through all the defenses. I figure that they're new Hunters or another group looking to talk with you or something. I directed them to find you in the medical room."

"Thank you Jack. Continue your duties, and report on how the repairs are going later on. Are the Hunters from Buffalo working well?"

"Yes sir, we're back up to thirty percent security efficiency. Hunter has the names of several contractors who can work with us ready for you to go over and call."

"Good, have him bring them to me along with a laptop and phone once I get through this meeting. And remind Len that I want him to initiate the attack against the Lunites promptly. That is all."

"Very good sir. Over and out."

With that the intercom turned off, and Will turned the PA system on, sending a brief message throughout Haven. "Attention visitors, this is William Jackson, the Hunter leader. Please proceed to the second floor. You'll find the infirmary there. I'll speak with you as soon as you arrive here."

His message done, he quickly turned off the machine and stuffed it into one of his pillows. Gail would confiscate it if she found it, convinced that he shouldn't be working right now. She could be such a mother hen at times. Laying back, he paitently awaited the arrival of his guests.

After a long nap Jaffar finally was awakened to the sound of the PA system"Ahh what a way to wake up." Jaffar gets up and looks at Will."Hey you want somethin to eat cause I'm gonna get myself somthin to eat."

Skiaska smiled and waited for them to leave. "Oh, we should ahve enough time to get food." She gave Krii'Ouse a playful glare. "I'm paying."

Skiaska smiled then forwned before smiling again. "Sure! Just as long as we don't bump into that one small group again..." She offered her hand and he took it. "Let's go." She called to Tyler. "You can follow. Live with it."

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