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Sinovia hated looking weak; even though it was just acting. She listened to Omki's words after being turned and kissed again, lowering her head just enough that her hair would cover her eyes; eyes full of burning hatred. "Yes," she said quietly, but almost choking from the anger behind it. No, it wasn't her fault that her lover died, but she still wanted revenge. Sinovia stood up then, her hair still overing her eyes, her hands clenched into fists. "I'll be back later," she said in a low voice, grabbing her cloak instead of her jacket and scarf. She walked briskly towards the door, opening them and disappearing into the cold, snowy city.

{Exits to the City}

Omki sighed, throwing his head back and pulled out his gun. He pointed at the four youngest as he watched them.
"Well weather you were looking for it or sent to get something, all you found was trouble boys and girls. I'm not much of the killing kind, but if you don't leave I might have to forget what kind of person I am." Omki said.
These kids didn't seem to be much trouble he should be able to scare them off with the gun, however everything in this town is never what it seems. If these kids turned out to be more trouble than they look Omki always had his back up plans.

There was a loud bang and a bullet whizzed right by Rodger's left cheek. Omki's gun smoked and he looking at the barrel.
"Hmm, seems to be drifting too far to the left, oh well I can compensate. Now this Cross thing you are after, I can't let you have it. I mean a bunch of snot nose kids, like you guys, are just going to lose, or brake it. So I tell you what I'll call your mommies and daddies and that can come and pick you up. Now Get the hell out of my church. You're really pissing me off and you don't want that." As he finished Omki started counting the kids and readying himself for an attack.

Omki's gun fired again and this time it was close enough to Cynthia's face that she could feel the breeze from it. Omki stood there his eyes as cold as ice.
" What did I just say? That's the problem with young people today, they just don't listen. Now I'm going to let you in on a little secret, that was the last time I'm going to miss, next time this gun fires, it going to be dead on. You," He said pointing his gun at Scott. "Get out of my head, it's not a nice place to be and the you didn't ask. ONe other thing, I'm tainted not a hunter, man you sound like-" He stopped for a moment and stared at the kids. The only ones that seem to get him confused with the hunters was Jaden and his brother.
"tell me Kids does your boss happen to be a smelly mutt?" Omki asked his finger pressing down on the trigger some more.

Alexi walked into the church, closing his eyes. It had been a few years since the last time he entered a church. He wasn't on good terms with god, being an immortal being he drinks the blood of others to live. But there was nothing in the bible that said that if you were a vampire you were going to hell automatically. Of course Alexi has had the blood of plenty on his hands. And that isn't something you'd really confess to a priest.

But Alexi had been raised catholic back in a time where people were still regularly burned at the stake for being sinners. Hell after he'd been turned he was very nearly burned at the stake more then once. But you get as old as Alexi was and you tended to stick to habits to keep from drifting off. That's the problems with the really old vampires, they start to slowly become less and less human until they get to the point that one day they just go out and kill and feed off of everything that moves. Then they tend to die, though it takes a lot of firepower to take something that old and powerful down.

But Alexi staved off the insanity with old habits and obsessions. Keeping the vampire secret secret was a big obsession, as was the search for more and more power. But those only served to focus him, it was the habits that kept him relatively sane. Going to church, the codes of chivalry that he never really followed in life that he tended to cling to in the darker moments of his undeath.

And thus it was as Alexi stepped through the threshold of the church once more. Even in his distracted state he could tell something was off. But in this city everything was off. He couldn't walk three paces without bumping into something supernatural. And half the time there was a group and they were fighting.

"We are followers of Lord Nebiros." both boys said together bowing low.
"He has been giving praise to your name as an example of chaos." Will said.

Outside the church the dark specter of Nebiros drifted. He was little more than a cloud of black mist, even so he couldn't be seen by anyone, the only possible one this close would be Jien. Even so, the dark and chilling aura of evil that exuded from him was palpable.
How interesting. He had heard that Jien had been cast out but had been loath to believe such things.
The former archdemon placed a shadowy tendril up to the steps leading up to the church but was stopped by a searing barrier. Damnation, he could still not enter onto holy ground.
Nebiros, one of the Princes of Hell, was less than a ghost of what he was then, but he was still strong in some ways. Even though he had been trapped on earth for so long he kept his ear down for news from the pit.

"We are sorry for being rude to you before then." Scott said looking up slightly. "We were merely told to bring back the Berziers Cross to our master for some grand plan."

Archilles watches as he enters their premises, the ghost seems to be a residual one. He takes a sniff of the air and then walks over to a seat.
"Well well, wheres all the vampires and lycans at?