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In a matter of minutes Zagan heard the sirens of police cars pull up to the drive. There where three cars, and as the men got out they held guns. Zagan made his way into the basment of Rebeccas home and pulled the power.
"We're playing in my feild now!" he laughed to himself, running back up the stairs and scaleing the walls, running up the cealing like a spider.
"Come out, come out, where ever you are!" He taunted. He felt the house shake as the police came inside. Zagan crawling on the cealing into the main room of her home and watched the police in scilence.
"The women that called said it was the murderer thats in here!" A police man said to his partner.
"Lets get this guy." The other replied.
In an instent Zagan flew onto the two police men and snapped bother their necks. He picked up the idle walkie talkie in the mans pocket and spoke: "You're men are down..." he laughed, and made his way towards Rebeccas scent.
"There you are..." he spoke, arms out wide. She was huddled in a corner with a pipe.

//Axia let Sakuya go as an act of rebellion agienst Zagan. Zagan got pissed and went on a murdering spree. The publice knows about him, what he is, so other vampires are trying to kill him.
Currently hes at rebeccas house, turning her soon.

Zagan stood there, motionless, as Rebecca spryed what tasted like pepper spry in his face. He shook his head and wiped it off. It was pepper... come on! He dead! What does he care?

Zagan turned and ran after Rebecca who was no outside behind a line of police cars. He stood on the front steps, arms in the air, grim expression on his face.
"STOP OR WE'LL SHOOT!" One man yelled, though there was maybe 10 or more men with guns kneeling on the ground pointed at the already dead man. Zagan played along.
"Who am I to move?" He said as if he where scared. "Please dont shoot!" he took a step down the stairs and some police started yelling orders. "I want the girl." He said, flatly.

After shocking the crowd who was now panicing, Zagan made his way to the car Rebecca rested on.
"Are you ready to die?"
What a silly question.

He couldnt help but laugh at her statment and her actions. He laughed even more at her actions. "Dear, I dont feel pain... if anything that was pleasure." He took her by her neck and held her in the air. A brave cop tazered him from behind, though once again nothing happned. "Ready?" he didnt wait for a reply. His teeth where deep inside her neck, heeding on her blood, exchanging it for venom.

It was done.

Zagan had left, feeling unsatisfied really. He hadnt a home to go to because anyone could look there for him. So he fled to the small town he and Damon visited.

It was cold (but when wasnt it?) and the trees swayed in the wind solemly. It was also quiet, the noise of the bustling city was left behind and Zagan could pitty himself in peace.

He made his way to the empty home of the family he and Damon ravaged. There was still blood splattered on the kitchen wall, and he couldnt help but feel guilty.

Everything he did was a show. Everything he 'lived' for was nothing. He himself couldnt be human, so he took the lives of other in his remorse. A selfish thing to do, but it was how he comforted himself. Inside, Zagan was a depressed child who was deprived of an adult hood for all eternity. He had killed many people in only two nights- more then he has killed and drank dry in 10 years. Why? He didnt even know. But his wish to be known came true. Humans knew who he was, they knew what he claimed to be, weather he was what he said or not.

Zagan was... a lonly, depressed vampire.