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((Ok, i'm adressing Bridget then SHingo))

Tokeru sent Savage off to recon, and gather the rest of the hunters, also his shadow stalkers. The great cat went off without a single complain, if a cat could make a complaint that was, which isn't to say they can't, just that they can't speak. He looked at Bridget, then back at the burning remains of their once home. "No problem Bridget, you helped me once, i always pay back my debts. If you need a place to stay, the chapterhouse is more than large enough to accomodate you." He took a deep breath, and smelled smoke, but more than anything, he smelt his grunge of almost a week of not bathing. Unconciously, he moved himself upwind of them. "I don't mean to impose, but what the hell happened? "

He looked to Shingo as the Hunter approached. "Alright, well once we get out of here, i'll give you an interview, to see if you're worthy."

Tokeru waved as Bridget left. He grinned as she left. "Score one more for the Shadow Stalkers. C'mon Shingo. Lets go find the others. SAVAGE"

As he yelled, he heard the roar of his tiger and he ran off in that direction.

As Tokeru approached, he began to see more and more blood, untill he saw the corpses, with Edith among them. Instantly, he flashed back to when he was possessed by Baal. He saw Edith sobbing on the ground, her face glistening in the moonlight. Instantly, he was struck by an odd feeling Sympathy? Am i experiencing sympathy? What the ********? This is new, i've never felt sorry for anyone or anything before.

He gingerly approached her, and sat down beside her, and on an impulse, hugged her. "There there? I'm sorry, i really have no idea what to do when people cry. Umm, you want some cake?"

Tokeru let her go, and stood up. He held out his hand to help her to her feet. That's odd. Interesting, so is this what it's like to be human? Is this what it's like to care about someone?

"Come on, lets get you healed up, then we can go for cake. My sister will be able to do wonders for those burns and cuts. Which reminds me, i need to stop letting people hit me. Even though it heals, it still hurts like hell."

Maan, i really want cake now. I swear i'm high or something, why else would i have the urge to have cake. Then again, cake is good tasting and good for you.

Sighing quietly he followed Tokeru-san to the place where he was beckoned releasing the hold on his gun and walking along his wake. Completely ignoring the helicopter. Ignoring everything and just doing what he was told. Feet padding against hard cement he almost felt bored then he saw the scene. It was nightmarish, even at best. Although he had some scenes like this before he never did like it. Horror etched into the victims and blood splattered everywhere with a poor girl sobbing in the middle of it all.

"newly turned...", he guessed under his breath as so that she would not hear.

Then as he inspected her closer he noticed....Bloody tears?! How odd he had never seen a vampire cry....but he hadn't guessed this is what would happen when they did. Really odd....then something odder Tokeru comes out of nowhere hugs her and suggests cake?! Things just get odder....guess a shadow stalker had to get used to these things if he wanted in.

This was getting all to crazy...."Teh ********" was all he could think as she actually seemed to get better from the mention of cake....sighing he pulled out a small metal container produced from a pocket within his red cape as he produced a straw from another. Unscrewing the top he slipped the straw in draining the insides of the container. What was inside? Milk....why milk? Well....calcium and stuff you know....it's not like he's cat like or anything...>.> Letting the P-90 swing at his side he stood to one side smiling as he sipped on his milk eye closed in the joy of having the cool beverage run down his throat.

"What a way to introduce yourself, kyu", he said quietly as he squatted down at the nearby sidewalk and sat down on the edge legs extended fully...

"Shingo I hate to interrupt, but should I get my RX-8 and get us out of here or what?", he asked quietly as he reached into his pocket and produced a key as well as a remote for a slave system linked into his car.

Tokeu was shocked that Edith had heard him, but it didn't faze him, he had seen stranger things.

"I supposed at one point and time I was a human, though I can't remember it. The only thing i could remember was anger, and revenge. My entire life my only purpose was to kill, either for Draegan, himself or the Shadow Stalkers. It's been the only thing i've been good at, and the only thing i know how to do, apart from build and invent things. It's always made me feel better for some reason, something that makes me feel like my past, though I don't know. I have died and returned from beyond too many times to count, and each time, I have lost a piece of myself. The last time though, i lost more than i could ever imagine, and yet gained a sister. "

He vaguely remembered something else about his past, something about his parent, but just like that it left as soon as it came, and he became sad. Sorrow became etched across his features, and he though to himself. I can't even remember my parents, or the last time I was happy, or sad for that matter. I've only been angry, like the angel of death i represent, my life has been killing. I've never had a friend, or a lover. But I have had enemies, more than I can count. They were my enemies, even if they didn't know it. Most of those I have killed had no Idea who I was, or what I was killing them for. And even now, i can't regret it. But then why do i feel sad about not remembering my parent, or my sister?

He shook his head and smiled again. "Anyway, those burns must hurt like hell. Lets go and get you healed up. Shingo, meet me at the chapterhouse, i have my own "Mode" of transportation. As you can see." He motioned to his black wings, outspread and still completly dirty. Man i need a shower, it's gonna take forever to get these wings back in order, all my feathers are out of place how the hell am i going to get them back in order in time for my meeting with Will?

Sighing quietly as he watched the wings unfold he finished the last of his beverage as he began to walk away by himself as he thought, "It's only a matter of time before the wheels begin to turn" with no particular tone in his mind. Walking down several blocks to where he parked his car it gave him time to reflect on his life. Who he was, was this worth it, well that general stuff. Kicking a pebble that just so happened to be in his way he went to his RX-8 Slammed the door and hit the gass and was off...((next post shadow stalker chapter house))