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"Alot. Course, there are somthings that I wouldn't be able to show you. Those have to remain under covers..."

Verge smirked and gave a slight chuckle. He floated gently in the air. He looked eastward. He could see Enid from where he was and started for it at a pretty even pace. Not fast, not slow but moderately fast, though they were covering a much greater distance do to flying. Verge found it much harder to smoke and fly at the same time. He was finally forced to drop his smoke. He grumbled and muttered curses as he did.

"Ah, god damn it...another perfect smoke wasted...I'll just have to get more when we get to town..."

(Sorry I kinda left you hanging for awhile Rave... sweatdrop I've been busy with alot've stuff lately so, not much time to RP. crying )

"For you maybe..."

Verge shrugged and smirked. Enid was now right below them. He continued eastward. It wasn't for another few minutes before he saw the town. Verge's smirk widened into a wicked grin. Feeding time. His mouth was watering with delight as the pair came closer to the small village. And small it was. It didn't even have a guarded rampart around it. Verge headed down and landed on the soft grass just outside of town. He didn't look behind him to see if Silvia followed. He was hungry and all that filled him now was the blood lust. His eyes turned into a slight shade of scarlet as licked his fangs.

"Like lambs to the slaughter...."

"Heh...Silvia, there's probably somthing you should know..."

Verge brushed the tails of his coat back as he stepped forward and unsheathed Fury. The sword glimmered in the light of the sun. Verge smirked and twirled the blade expertly between his hand and fingers, switching off between his right and left hands. He stopped and held the blade in his right. He leaned the sword against his shoulder and brushed his hair back. He smirked again and looked back at Silvia.

"Violence is what I am..."

Suddenly, Verge turned around again and threw Fury at the closest person. It was a young man, not over the age of 20, who unexpectantly turned right into the sword that thudded deep into his chest and made him fall back atleast 3 feet. The man coughed up some blood before death overtook him and he closed his eyes forever. Verge snickered and turned back towards Silvia.

"..And it's most definitely what I live for."

Verge turned back around towards Fury and the dead body. Two other men had come to see what had happened. Verge smirked and raced towards them. One of them looked up just in time to see Verge side kick him in the face and send him sprawling about 6 feet away. His friend looked up and saw Verge. He realized what had happened and threw a punch but over stepped. Verge smirked and in grabbed his hand then with a swift upward movement with his forearm, he struck the man's elbow and broke it. The man let out a yelp of pain but Verge had moved on and kicked him in the back of the knee. The man yelled out in pain again as his legs buckled beneath him and he fell to his knees. Verge moved behind him and placed a hand under his chin and another on the back of his head. With one swift jerk a loud crack was heard as the man fell forward, dead. His neck had been snapped. He turned back to Silvia and winked.

"Feel free to join in whenever you like."

Verge smirked and moved over to the man who he had knocked to the side earlier. He grabbed him by the leg and the back of his shirt. He picked him up and held him over his head. The man had suddenly awoke and shook his head trying to understand what was going on. Unfortuantely he was alittle late because Verge brought him down on his knee with such strength and speed that his back was broken. The man slumped forward dead. Verge turned and smiled wickedly at what he saw. Other people had witnessed what had gone on and were all now either fleeing in pain or coming to join in the fight. Verge walked forward and drew Fury, now blood stained, out of the dead body. He licked the flat of the blade and stood there waiting for his victims to get close.

"If you feel like you have a chance of survival, then by all means step up. I'll be here all day. Or until I kill you all."

Ruby eyes glitter in the shadows of an alleyway, hatred swirls and hazes in them. Ceres was fuming, mostly from the fact that she wouldn't be joining in the killing. Also, the woman hadn't eaten in four days. She didn't eat humans, so her food was scarce in this area. She had a reason to be here, besides being horribly bored with Hathus. She had been ordered by Dom to take notes on all the warriors in the area. She was to watch their battles and memorize their popular attack patterns. Finally if any weapons were to be left in the area she would be taking that with her. Lastly if the warriors caused her any trouble or she felt they weren't up to Dom's protocol she could kill them. She would have to check on BC soon after this. Ceres leers and sits back coiling her black cross between her fingers.

*Ceres glides into her normal jaded look. God... this was boring. Normally a good massacre would perk Ceres up. The only difference today is that this isn't her bloodbath, so naturally she would find watching it utterly sleep inducing. Putting on a heavy pout she turns away from the battle. On some strange turn of fate, a man runs down her alley, dashing away from the carnage in the streets. He stops and begins panting for breath. Ceres cocks an eyebrow, now this could be interesting. The disheveled man glances over to her and looks her over. Ceres rolls her eyes, typical disgusting human behavior. She puts on a wicked smile and opens her lips as if to speak. In a split second smoldering hot fire shoots from her throat and strikes the man in the eye. The man screams and runs blindly around the alley crashing and cursing all the way. Ceres calmly regards her nails and smirks.* Next time, try to remember where my face is. Oh and that should burn its way into your brain right about now. *The man screams and drops dead. His body twitches and blood pools around him.*

"Actually...Yes. I do. I find, 'love', that a good massacre every now and then is really good for the 'soul.'"

Verge smirked. His last comment was just dripping with sarcasm. Verge closed his eyes and sniffed the air. The smell of death and fear was thick. Infact, the entire city was rank with it. It was intoxicating. If Verge wasn't already dead, he would've died again out've sheer pleasure. He opened his eyes again and walked slowly almost gracefully to a small group of women huddled in the corner of a porch. They were absolutlely terrified of both Verge and Silvia and didn't have anywhere to run. Verge made his way over to them and licked his fangs tauntingly. A young girl, not older then 11, shivered in fear. She was the most horrified and scared of all. She would do just fine. Verge stepped up onto the porch of what appeared to be a brothel. These women, including the girl, must've been whores. Verge was suddenly intrigued. He strolled over to them. Each huddled up against the corner, all trying to shrink inorder to seem like they were smaller and unnoticiable. Unfortunately all it did was make them look like an all you can eat buffet for Verge and Silvia. Verge bent down infront of the girl who was standing out in front and was clutching the unshaven leg of a woman beside her. He held out his arms as if to embrace her.

"C'mere...I'm going to take you away from here...I'm going to take you to a place where no bad men can touch you again...you'd like that wouldn't you?"

The woman who the girl was attatched do tried to shield her slightly by moving to the side and almost blocked her from view. With a swift glare from Verge and a snarl; however, she backed off and the girl looked even more frightened then ever. Verge sniffed the air and smelt the stiff smell of urine. One of them had pissed themselves. Verge gave into a fit of silent chuckles. It had been the woman he glared at. Verge softened his face some and tried to make his eyes as believeable as possible. The girl was timid though somthing charming about Verge made her let go of the woman. The woman almost made to grab the girl again though she stopped because she rememebred Verge's glare. She knew if she touched the girl, her death would be next. The girl on the other hand, not knowing any better, took Verge's hand and was immediately brought into his embrace. The girl had placed her arms around Verge's neck and rested her head on his shoulder. He stood up and it looked almost like a father hugging a daughter. Verge smirked and watched the women. They were so afraid that the smell of piss was now an even thicker scent in the air then before. He held the girl close and ran his hand through her hair in an almost loving way.

"Whats going to happen next may hurt...but if you don't struggle it'll be over quickly...

With that, Verge sank his fangs into the girl's neck. She cried out in pain and squirmed slightly. Tears streamed down her face but she was powerless to do anything. Verge inhaled deeply as he was draining the girl. The smell of innoccence and purity filled his nostrils. Because thats what she was. So innocent. So pure. And so easy. It wasn't long before the girl was cold and lifeless in Verge's arms. He brought himself away from her neck and lowered the body, laying it out on the floor of the porch. He stared down into the lifeless eyes and rubbed the fading warmth from the cheeks. He slowly closed the eyes of the girl before looking up at the mass huddle of women who were utterly disgusted and horrified. Verge gave them a wicked smile and licked the blood from his lips. Slowly he got to his feet and just watched them for a moment.

"Mmm, she was good. One of the best I've had in a long time. So innocent and sweet....I'm curious. I wonder if any of you are the same way? I doubt it...though it won't hurt to find out...Well...It won't hurt me anyway."

Verge smirked and let out a loud, icy cold cackle. He stopped after a few seconds and looked at his terrified prey. In the next instant, before anyone could even blink, Verge was upon them. He tore into a woman's throat and began to drink voraciously. Blood spilled left and right and chaos ensued. It was paradise.

Silvia at that point had become completely disgusted. That girl had only been 11 and she could remember when she was almost as young and was in that same girl?s horrid position. It was sickening to know those poor woman had such a disturbing life style and an even more disturbing death. She truly felt for them, but she would not lift a hand to stop Verge. She knew better than that. He apparently had the upper hand with his pyromaniac behavior and powers... but it did not mean she wouldn't approach and ask him to stop. She looked away half way throught his little butchery, towards the three she had killed. She scoffed slightly then stepped over the man towards Verge, looking at him with a stern expression "Verge She sighed, crossing her arms behind her back as the girl cocked her hips. "They are dead already... a lot of people are. Are you not satisfied...?" She inquired softly, making it obvious she truly wanted to leave the town to allow them to live on their simple lives. Plus, killing them all now would leave her without an adequate place to feed...