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*Reese waited for what seemed to be forever. He sat there, smoking his cig and talking to himself about how ignorant the Demons were. Suddenly, he saw a teenage male walk towards him. He didn't perfer feeding on men but blood was blood. He smiled as the prey came near. To his surprise the lad leaned next to the building with him, he put his bookbag on the floor and asked: "So what do you want?" *Reese raised an eyebrow and almost choked on his cig* "Huh?" *Was his only reply. The kid looked at his confused face and said:* "What do you wanna bootleg dumbass? Hurry up, I've got s**t to do." *Reese was just plain bewildered. But through his dumbfounded state, he knew that there was only one thing to do. He took the top off the rose box he was holding and grabbed the hilt of the dai-katana. In what seemed to be one second, he grabbed the boy's head with his left hand and with the other, he brought back the blade and stabbed the boy through his chest.*

*There was nowhere for the boy to go, for the blade went through him, causing him to be inpaled through the building. Reese smiled, this was going too well. He brought his mouth towards the boy's ear and said:* "He who is about to die, I salute ye." *then he bit into his neck. Oh the sweet, sweet blood. This was the life of a vampire, to kill or be killed. Reese had been feeding on the boy for about 30 seconds when a flashlight came on him followed by a scream*

"OH my God! Help help!" *it was the voice of the same lady as last night. Didn't she just go shopping yesterday? But Reese didn't ask, the light was too much for him, he felt his skin begin to burn. He grabbed his gun and fired two rounds at her. BANG BANG. *he meant to go for his silent tranq gun but he hadn't, he went for the loud berreta. The flash light fell to the ground, a perfect shot. In this time Reese grabbed the sword and dug it out of the boy, then ran down the street.

"s**t! s**t, s**t s**t!" *What he had just done would soon lead to his downfall, and the downfall of his fellow Vampires!*

((He he he! I was tired of us Vamps getting off easy. Now, we got less crowds in the streets and more cops! This is going to be fun fun fun!))

A crowd of crows begins to appear as the birds fly to the top of the highest building. The crows suddenly disperse as a shadow portal opens behind them and a man on a motorcycle appear driving through it and off of the building, being chased by a group of demons from the fourth pit of Hell. He turns around on the falling motor cycle, pulling out two guns and kicking off of the cycle, flipping and shooting the demons as they attempt to catch up. They slowly but surely gain on him as he discards the now empty guns to his sides and looks as though he hits the ground, but instead falls throughas if the grounjd werent there. He falls into the sewer as the demons hit the ground with a loud crash, breaking the concrete all the way through, creating a large hole in the middle of the street. The motorcycle hits the ground ten feet in front of the hole and explodes. He gets up before the top of the sewer colapses and runs full speed down the sewer, trying to find an exit.

((See the sewers to understand this post....it is on page...one I think...somewhere in that fiscinity))

He watches as the road collapse in front of him whilst he sits safely on the side walk, watching cars slowly be swallowed by it all. He hyjaks another motorcycle that is parked on the side walk, producing a key to match it and rides off.

He drives by alley after alley and sense something in the air. it wasnt the bad smell of this wretched city, but one of his creations...or at least one whom was essentially made by him. He went toward the scent and stopped at the alleyway. He got off the bike and walked cautiously toward where it was coming from. "Who is there? Are you one of the Original elders, or just bitten by a vampire?"

He hears a gun shot and decides to abandon his search for the scent and instead rides to the scene, getting there before the police, only about a minute to spair. He looks at the man twirling the gun. "Demon, Lycan, or Vampire?" he asks, looking weary from his previous battle.

He sighs as he stands next to him. "Not quite the truth one fo my creation. Lestat was my creation, and in turn made more of his kind. I am a demon of the highest rank, and there was more than just Lestat in the beginning, in fact there were an entire race of demons known as vampires." He points to his head band which has a blood drop as its symbol. "I am technically your god. I created that race long ago as an experiment. I am trying to unite the covens adn the demons, along with the Lycans, and so far have run into some trouble with the ignorant of this city."he scoffs. "The so called elders of the covens remember the first attempt to unite the races that ended in failure...feh, what do they know?" he grins and looks at the corner as the cops turn it and their cars explode.

He laughs at his thoughts. "You poor wretch, you dont even know of your own lineage...I am sorry to say, that I am no vampire myself, I was merely the creator of them, and as for akasha and all them, they were made as well, I never showed my face to them though. They were all cast from Hell before I could." He smirks and looks at the carnage. "Fun stuff.." He turns, he jacket flipping around with him. "Do not think to cross one of the fallen Seraphim. We have been here long enough to know these things...I live with my guilt of creating you all and giving you the curse of eternal life like I have. Akasha though, she was a tough one... I had watched her movements. All of what you say is true in the eyes of the vampires, who were wiped of their memory of the pits and being created there millions of years ago." He walks off toward the motorcycle and jumps back on it. "I hope to meet you soon, vampire. Heh, you know the laws that I wrote say it is punishable to be talking to you...feh, ah well." he waves and rides off.