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 Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 1:15 am
The vampire dodged out of the way of Sethe's assault, and Sethe smirked at the vampire ignoring him. The Void Master claimed that it was the enemy vampire's biggest threat. He chuckled to himself in his head. That wasn't quite the truth. He'd let it go for now, and leave the vampire to be surprised when he'd loose his actual powers upon it.
'Come on, Leech! We've been waiting for a fight with one of your kind for a while! We've been out of New York for a few months, and haven't been able to hunt your kind for as long. Put up a fight, you worthless Parasite!' Two voices emerged from Sethe's mouth, the first he'd spoken in only a few seconds prior, and a second, angrier bestial voice. Sethe was rushing at him again, bringing his glaive up to bear, again. As he neared the vampire, he spun about, slashing with the demonic blade first, spinning around, and slashing again with the angelic blade. He rolled on the ground, tumbling to another side of the vampire, and spun upwards, slashing in the opposite manner, angelic blade first, and the demonic blade second.
'FIGHT US!!!' the voices screamed, as he stood ready to defend against the vampires retaliation, if there was to be one.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 1:23 am
The wide brim hat wearing monster bore a toothy fanged grin upon spotting the changed posture the human took and the incoming four rounds flying towards him. Though the man in black was hoping the Hunter was going to be the person firing the UV rounds, it appeared the Void Master was going to do the honor. Bracing himself slightly, the monster pushed himself even faster, meeting the bullets dead on and felt as they tore through his clothing and flesh. And thanks to their greater speed and velocity, right through him and now on a pathway towards their creator, the Void Master.
Thus the plan to take out the Void Master had fallen into place and with more probablity to suceed due to the unexpected power given to the bullet's speed. If the bloodlust vampire couldn't dodge them, then neither could the Void Master, or so logic would have it. But nonetheless, the rounds didn't leave the vampire unscratch for despite his more than unusual prowlness, the UV rounds caulderized the wound and caused great pain to the dark figure.
However, now a third figure appeared and armed with a melee weapon of his own. The strange looking weapon quickly went forth in search of his blood. Though the puritan had lived for many ages, the Immortal had never come across a weapon as fierce as the one now being used against him. Dodging left and feinting right, the vampire knew it was wasting precious time to go at his prey. Not bothing to return a strike or block, the vampire took a step back and spun, unclasping his heavy black cloak in the flurry of motions. As he did so, the vampire wiped the cloak head of him, creating a swirl of darkness from the worn black clothing to distract and keep at bay the second Hunter from the vampire.
All I need is a few seconds with the mortal! Dammit! Only a few seconds! The monster reasoned along with the vampiric fighter, releasing the cloak onto the newcomer and losing his hat along the away, the long raven hair of the monster flew back like part of his shadow as he lunged forward. Despite this though, the rage and anger the vampire felt was now to the point of exploding to full feral like that of a werewolf. Driven by his zealous thinking, need for vengance, and his bloodlust, the crazed inhuman puritan finally unleashed his attack upon his intended victim. With razor sharp clawed nails and fangs eager for blood, the monster pounced upon his prey, slashing wildly upon the human in an almost blind rage.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 1:39 am
Veroen was still being mindful of the situation, as he spun around, katana still drawn. The atmosphere around them was still dark, and heavy. This would make his Void connection more potent, to say the least. The bullets struck the crazed Vampire, as Veroen expected. But, Veroen apparently had yet to completely hone his power, for the bullets were going too fast, and with too much velocity to be dodged by himself.
'Damn...' was his thought as he saw the bullets tear through the enemy Vampire, and break through his body, but only to be hurling at Veroen.
He saw Sethe slash at the Vampire, and saw him miss, all within the second.
Veroen then had one choice to make. He could possibly dodge the bullets, but would leave Marcus open to an attack.
'Damn!' he shouted in his head, making a split second decision.
He reached out with his hand toward Marcus as the 4 bullets slammed into his body. A hiss of pain escaped his lips as the bullets passed through Veroen, slamming into the brick wall of the building behind them.
With a single thought, the Void swallowed Marcus, leaving nothing there for the crazed Vampire to attack. Marcus may have been tough, but most likely unable to withstand a crazed attack from a Sanguinarian. Marcus reappeared 12 feet away from Veroen, and even further away from the sanguinarian. Veroen had fallen against the wall, out of pain.
"b*****d..." He muttered as he caught himself, turning, and clutching his stomach, where all four bullets had torn through him. He glanced over towards Marcus, to make sure his human friend was alright.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 1:54 am
Exactly how everything played out was a blur in the human's eyes as the Immortals fought each other, though Marcus didn't think the vampire would use Veroen's own bullets against him, he was even more surprised the fiend would use his cloak as a means to distract if not delay a newcomer from helping. Though Marcus didn't catch on the newcomer was Sethe, he was glad for the attempted assist nonetheless. Readying himself a bit, Marcus gave out a primal roar as he mustered what energy he had as he raised his rifle on guard as the monster charged into him, claws raking for his flesh.
Raising the weapon high, Marcus prepared himself for what kind of assault the beast was surely aiming to do. Mentally, the man focused himself into moving his head left and right to avoid slashes to the face. Keeping his rifle raised high, the hunter aimed to use it to shield any attacks to the exposed neck area and upper torso. As for everything else on him, well, Marcus didn't care. All he had to do was keep the beast away from him and stay alive long enough for the other two to recover and hopefully light the fiend on fire, that is, if Veroen wasn't killed by the attack.
Then the unexpected happen. In an instant, something pulled the man back and in that brief instant, he reappeared at a different angle of the whole events, several feet away from both vampires and the newcomer. It was then Marcus was able to truly gauge the situation and notice Veroen slouching down against a wall.
"Veroen!" Marcus shouted as he quickly readjusted his rifle with the muzzle out and pointed it towards the vampire. Though he wanted to head to his fallen friend, the hunter knew he was the intended target. Going to aid Veroen would only draw the inhuman being onto both of them and in the vampire's current condition, Marcus and Veroen might be in trouble. However there was another option. Glancing over to the other person who appeared, Marcus narrowed his eyes and began to formulate his own plan.
Watching the man with the strange weapon move automatically let Marcus know the man wasn't human. Whoever the newcomer was, he was also a force to be reckon and lucky for him, he also seemed to be on their side. It was then thoughts begin to click and the hooded appearance became familiar. Sethe... The name brought a smile on his face as a plan finally came to fruition using the psychic Lycan. Thought traveled faster than words, so launching a set of thoughts to the hooded man, Marcus reached into his web gear and threw a solid cylinder into the air towards both the bloodlust vampire and the stranger with the even stranger weapon.
Krii'Esou! Cut the grenade and direct the blast with your psychic powers! With that flash of thought, Marcus waited in anticipation, praying the man would heed his command, for that lone cylinder was filled with the flammable mixture of White Phosphorus. If everything went as plan, that vampire was going to be experiencing a rude awakening.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 2:32 am
Sethe ignored the cloak and hat, slashing them in two as they fluttered towards him. 'Nice try, Leech, but we are not idiots!' he said, clearly annoyed. The werewolf chuckled, and started to twirl the glaive above his head with both arms, waiting for the vampire to bite his bait. Then the vampire did what he was figuring would have happened, and lunged at Raven.
In the instant that Marcus was reallocated in the area from the powers of the Void Master, Sethe had prepared to force a wall of will around Marcus to help defend him against the vampire. However his thuoghts were voided from the Void, and Sethe had no other option but to charge forward. He lunged at the vampire, raising his glaive into the air with his right hand, his left guiding him outstretched in the vampire's direction.
'Prepare to face Oblivion!!' the werewolf exclaimed, using his telekinesis to speed himself up, and push him just above the ground. He slashed at the vampire's backside as he was landing, and spun with celerity for a second swipe, gliding past the Sanguinarian. Then, Raven called to him mentally, and Sethe registered the cylinder floating in the air towards the vampire. He grinned. Time felt slowed to the werewolf for a moment as he continued gliding, now away from the vampire, and his left hand reared back, as a ball of flame, wreathed with electricity charged in his palm, growing quickly. He spun one more time, allowing his powers to spin him with legerity, and he loosed the ball of flame and lightning into the air, launching it at the grenade.
His telekinesis concentrated on the grenade, stopping it just above the vampire as the ball of energy impacted with it, causing an eruption of flame, and an explosion of electricity. 'Burn in Hell, Parasite!' the voices exclaimed, as he let his rage build, readying for a response. His body began to arch with energy, and a heat wave steamed off of his body. 'You cannot win!
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 2:48 am
Against three beings, two of them being Immortal, the pale skinned blood ravaged vampire had to agree. Taking the strikes from the odd weapon in order to bring himself closer to Marcus, the vampire found himself not only meeting concrete in his attack, but more furious attacks from the Lycan with his annoying glaive. "By the wraith of God! I swear I'll kill you all!" The inhuman monster roared as it began to feel the primal rage of his kind take a better portion of him. Though his black leather clothing had experienced nearly a hundred different slashes and cuts from the blade, nothing serious came from them as his wounds instantly healed over.
But it was then something far more worse than the UV bullets bombarded the puritan vampire. A bright wave of light and heat struck the vampire full blast as both electricity and flames from chemical and mystical fires rain upon him. His eyes rolled into his head as blood quickly filled his vision. Though his bloodlust would be what would kill it, it now seemed apparent it was what was going to save him. Now lit aflamed by the exploding grenade and the mystical electric attack, the Sanguinarian was launched several yards away from his original position, his body compressed from the explosion into the ground and then thrown aside like a rag doll.
Under normal circumstances, any vampire of almost any age would of died under that supernova created by the grenade and electricity. However, due to his recent feeds, the now charred vampire with once long raven hair managed to survived by the grace of his Divinity. Blinking away the glowing spots that blinded portion of his eyes, the entirely black and charred cadavar rose from its prone position and looked at the three with disdain. Though he wished to continue the fight and gain his revenge, it was clear he was outnumbered and out matched. A hiss emitted from the burnt man as he slowly got up, causing large portion of charcoal flesh to fall off of him. Using what energy he had left, the bloodlust vampire that was near death rushed to the nearest sewer pipe, opening it with ease thanks to his inhuman strength.
"I will get my vengenace, essspecially on you, Marcusss..." With that, the vampire disappeared into the sewers.
[exit]
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 3:01 am
Veroen was getting ready to possibly have to fend off more of the blasted attacks from the crazed Vampire, when he saw Marcus toss a cylinder shaped object towards Krii'Esou. Veroen was slightly in wonder at what it was, but quickly realized that it was a rather high explosive object.
He then gathered what would happen next, seeing Marcus staring at Sethe as though he were talking to him.
Veroen, still clutching his stomach, leaned back against the wall, and kept himself ready for the worst.
Everything happened in a flash, the flash of a ball of magnificent energy colliding with the Cylinder object, conveniently over the Sanguinarian's head.
Veroen shielded his eyes from the bright explosion, but quickly returned his gaze to the Sanguinarian as he was tossed like a rag doll from the explosion, completely charred black from the explosion. Then, the Sanguinarian retreated into the sewers.
Veroen sunk down into a sitting position on the concrete, against the brick wall he had been leaning on, still clutching his core area, where 4 bullet holes sizzled slightly, from the UV bullets that passed through him.
He spit out a bit of blood, and let out a sigh, relieved that Marcus wasn't dead.
He turned to Sethe with a subtle grin at the corner of his mouth.
"Nice work...Omega Hunter."
He couched after he spoke, and spit out a little more blood. Damn, he wasn't quite used to UV bullets, because he rarely ever got hit by them. Usually he was much too quick, or much too agile. However, today was a different situation.
He looked back at Krii'Esou with an expectant expression.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 3:11 am
Sethe watched, humored, as the vampire flew through the air, limply, colliding into the wall. He waited for a reaction, always ready to continue, but the vampire rose, and rushed off to the sewers, promising revenge. Sethe held his stance for a few moments, hearing Veroen congratulate him. He held out the glaive, and the shaft retracted, shrinking the weapon, and concealed AO in his coat once more. He turned to the two of them, and started walking towards Raven and Veroen.
'It was not just us,' the two voice spoke. Sethe looked at Raven. 'I can't take all of the credit. Just because I'm the Omega, doesn't mean I'm the only one who gets to say I've done well.' He spoke with a single voice, again. He smiled under his cowl, and then pulled the cowl down, revealing it. He pulled a cigarette out, and lit it without a lighter, one of his favorite tricks. After a couple of drags, he reached the two.
'Good thinking, bringing that grenade, Raven. Veroen, excellent use of your abilities, even though it backfired. It still weakened him.' He held out his not smoking hand to Veroen. 'Come on, we need to move. Let's get back to Haven before any cops arrive.' The heat and arching energy had stopped, and his voice was calm, again.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 3:18 am
Veroen let out a sigh, as he listened to Krii'Esou say that Veroen's abilities backfired. However, he brushed the disappointment aside, as he took Sethe's hand with his free hand, allowing him to be pulled up by the Omega Hunter. He still clutched at his stomach, where the 4 bullet holes still sizzles from the UV bullets.
"Right. Well, I can save us some time."
And with that, and a single thought, The Void swallowed the three of them, taking them to Haven.
[[Exit with Krii'Esou, and Marcus: Haven]]
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:54 am
Kerrigan walked through the more populated streets of New York, keeping her eyes peeled for any sort of public spectacle. If what her friend sent her was true, then this might be more of a problem than she thought. She had a feeling that there were some immortal groups that would flock to New York now that the "news" was out...she just never thought it would get this bad.
Almost as if on cue, a blood curdling scream issues through a rather dense crowd, a group of three men dragging a pair of kicking, screaming bodies from the crowd, into a darkened alleyway. She started moving through the opposite flow of people who were trying to get away from the situation, while her eyes were only on her target. While she could admire their efforts, the few human men that rushed in after the kicking pair were quickly disposed of, Kerrigan flinching ever so slightly as there remains were practically splattered across the alleyway wall.
As she came to the mouth of the alley, the huntress drew both magnums, the guns hanging loosely at her sides as she watched the trio playing a perverted game of cat and mouse with the pair, a mother an teenage son. They would take a little blood, watch at the pair tried to crawl towards one another and then pounce on them once more, a renewed scream of pain emitting from the pair. Clearing her throat, she instantly recognized one of the vampires, sighing slightly as she recalled their last encounter in Boston. Dee could definitely have mentioned who this vampire was...it would have made all the difference.
"Well well well...still being a d*ck Drew?" At her words, the three whirled around, red eyes almost glowing as they licked the trickling blood from the corners of their lips. Two of the men shot forwards, one remaining behind with a malicious grin on his lips. One was easily dispatched by her magnums, three shots ripping through his body with a glow of blue light before he dispersed into ash. Unfortunately, she was not quick enough to reach the second one in time, his full weight tackling her around the waist and sending her back hard onto the pavement. Both magnums slid from her grasp, their bodies thrown apart by the how hard they hit the ground.
By the time she could recover, he was already on her, foot connecting with the middle of her chest to send her back into the wall. Rolling forwards as she hit the ground once more, managing to duck under another assault, the huntress straightened up, pivoting as she did so to bring her elbow back into his gut, thrust it straight up to connect with his chin and thrust her foot back into him to knock him back from her once more. Throwing her weight around as he regained his balance, her other leg connected with his chest in the midst of an almost horizontal twist, sending him to the ground, blacked out as his skull cracked against the concrete.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:58 am
"You've been training," she heard the remaining vampire say with a devious grin, stepping forwards as Kerrigan got to her feet once more, placing one hand on her waist. Underneath her hunting outfit, she felt a bruise on her chest and back where the kick and wall connected, though for the most part she looked unharmed.
"Why'd you come here Drew...am I the last turned hunter that remains loyal," she said with a sigh, tossing her black curls over her shoulder as she shifted her weight to her back foot. In the blink of an eye he was on her, a flurry of punches and kicks matched by her every move, each one blocked with seeming ease. The only way they would know she was feeling the hits at all was her occasional wince, her wrists and ankles aching from the blocks after a few hits. He grabbed her wrist as she aimed a punch at his chest, wrenching her arm across his body in an attempt to pull her off balance. While she used his momentum pulling her forwards to bring her back leg up, connecting with his shoulder, he flipped her over so she landed hard on her back, the huntress rolling to the side and narrowly missing his heel dropping onto the ground. The force of the impact caused cracks to spiderweb through the concrete, Kerrigan flipping to her feet as Drew turned to face her once more.
"You know just well as I do Kerri...they'll turn on you one day. Look at this city, no one cares you're a hunter, only that you're a vampire," he said, something in his words ringing true. While she would never give up her place with the hunters so long as they needed her, which was a lot right now, the situation in the city was starting to try her patience. This thought distracted her long enough for the opposing vampire to run at her with a knife, jumping as she did when she realized what was going on. There was nothing but pain as she felt the length of the blade enter her chest, no time for a cry to escape her as his feet planted onto her form, driving her down into the ground. Wrapping her legs up around his waist, she let out a cry of pain and frustration as she managed to throw his weight off her, rolling to her feet as the wound already started to heal, albeit slowly. She spoke through deeper breaths, a pained glint in her eye as she ran a free hand back through her hair to get it out of her face.
"Yea...well at least I can say...I stood for something," she said with a shrug, the man's form running at her once more. Blocking the punch that came her way, the huntress drove her knee upwards towards his gut, only to be blocked. However, as she extended her leg, kicking him squarely in the chest, his form was knocked back, Kerrigan backflipping and grabbing her gun from the ground. As soon as she landed, she fired off a shot at the oncoming vampire, the UV bullet hitting her opponent in the face. It was a little sickening to see the skin turn to ash, but her attentions were focused on the woman, holding her son's body as he was slowly bleeding to death. She knew what had to be done...they would be turned unless she did something, and that was a pain she would never wish on anyone.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 8:04 am
Walking past the previously unconscious vampire, she shot him once in the back of the head as she started to push himself up without a moment's hesitation, the woman looking at her with fearful eyes. The blood seeping from both their necks was difficult to ignore, the huntress forcing her facial expression to soften slightly as she raised her gun on the dying woman. She didn't apologize, the woman letting out a gurgled scream as two shots echoed through the alley. The UV infused fluid in the bullets would prevent the body from transforming. Even if the woman couldn't understand it, Kerrigan was trying to be the more humane option. Still...her choice made her feel terrible, her eyes glancing at the dirty stain left on the ground from the ashes mixing with water on the street.
"Bastards," she muttered, turning and looking at the mouth of the alleyway. She saw a group of onlookers, glaring at her like they were going to jump her in a group and rip her limb from limb. Even as they started to advance into the alleyway, seeing the lifeless bodies of the mother and teen, Kerrigan ran to a nearby fire escape, ascending the wall and then the metal ladder with an unnatural grace to the relative safety of the rooftops. Moving silently from one rooftop to the next, the huntress made it a few blocks away from the original scene before she slipped onto her knees, hand going to her chest, where the knife wound was still healing. How she could have been so careless...that would be something to think on later.
Taking several deep breaths in her kneeling position, she stood once more, licking the blood from her fingertips before continuing on over the rooftops. An explosion caught her attention a few blocks off, though by the time she got there, the perpetrators had already fled the area.
"F*ck," she muttered softly, hand once more going to the would on the side of her chest once more as she decided it best to go back to Haven, where she could look at it properly. Dropping from the side of the building, the huntress headed back towards Haven, stopping for nothing and no one in her path.
[Exit to Haven]
(( Sorry for monster posting block. Will be important for character development later...plus I was bored and wanted to write out a fight post. xP ))
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 3:53 pm
Ceon101-VTM- Ceon became hurt by her words. She seemed to have no hope that Ceon could change. "Why can't there be? You seem to think that nobody can change once they go bad, especially me. You don't trust that I can be anything other than a mutt and a murderer. Is it because of Veroen? He left you too, in case you haven't noticed." Ceon's eyes glistened with hurt as he gripped his forehead, but his collected posture still remained.
Meredith sighed as she could tell that her conviction had upset Ceon and that he figured that she didn't have any hope of him changing. He hadn't made any attempts to change before so how could she have any faith that he was going to stick with this and assure that he wasn't going to revert back to his old ways. "There can't be because I'm with Veroen. That's just how things worked out and I don't see why this is so hard for you to understand. Yeah. Veroen left for a while and didn't explain to me why or where he went but he came back and he's been there for me. And seeing as I don't think you're a mutt that doesn't even apply. As for a murderer, I know you're more than that but I have yet to see if you're going to stick with this and make sure you don't lose it again. Look. I don't know what you want from me. Seriously. I want my kids to know their father and you want to know them so it all works out doesn't it? I don't see why there needs to be an 'us' for that to happen. F--k, you don't even really know me anyhow."
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 6:42 pm
Daiguren sat on a roof top and had watched the whole fight between the hunters and the vampire. He smiled the whole time it happened and just as it had started it had finished, one side a winner the other running for what existence they had left, but that was all battles. D vanished from his perch only to be seen on the street walking with mortals several yards from the area of the fight.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 6:51 pm
Ceon's collected smile melted slowly into a shaking frown as Veroen and Eden both spoke of how they were together. "All I want, and all I have ever needed is to be loved by someone. I have gone bersek all this time because I had no love. You never really gave me a chance to show you that I can be a good person."
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