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He sat down. "Thank you for understanding, I did not mean to spill that. So, urm, I am Visser." he looked at her studying her composure and nodded.

Cain kicked one vampire in the stomach sending him flying into a table then he turned around grabbed the jaw of a vampire that was attempting to bite him. "You're jaw isn't big enough to bite me bats! Here let me help you out." he said as he ripped the vampire's jaw off his head. Then he heard a howl. A wolf? No, to weak, must be a human but why howl and not scream. Cain didn't have to time to ponder as the vampire he kicked got up. Cain was on him in a flash of black fur. The vampire stepped back crumbling into dust with the stake in his heart. Cain didn't even wait to collect the stake he gripped the jaw in his hand and ran into the back. He stopped when he saw a woman being held by vampire. "I would have probably ended you quickly, but I still need to vent some anger from earlier." he said as he ran forward faster than the human eye could follow. He knew the vampire could probably follow him but he was also sure the vampire hadn't expected a jawbone to hit him square in the eye, blood from both the severed jawbone and the punctured eye blinded the vampire's good eye. The vampire let go of the woman and Cain ran past her to put himself between the two. "Now, you gonna let me kill you quitely or am I gonna have to force your own jawbone through your other eye?" he asked making sure to make the vampire angry enough to forget the woman.

Myia smiled as Cain came in and then remembered something. "Oh thats right! How could I for get about those?" She said frowning. She staied calm and listioned with her ears as she had been tought a year before. Taking a breath she moved a little bit. She could hear the crack of the jaw and was let go. She jumped back right where the lockers, for the bars workers, sat. She opened hers, there was weapons that she had only seen a lycans use. This is what she had remembered. She pulled out a old fasion looking cross bow and arow. She was now armed as the arow was ready to be shot. Grabing a fue more arows. She touched the Ankh necklace she wore. "Kevin..." I'll live... "Thanks for helping me. You can take care of that fool. I have a feeling there will be more." She was pissed off. She may not hate the va,pires but when they attack her she attacks back with full force. She stepped into the main room and started to look for any vampires that were still alive. She saw her boss dead which was her father. "Crap. Now I own the bar..." She hissed then she turned her head. "Nope..." She aimed and fired hitting one of two vampires that were heading for the door. "They only need one messanger." She relaxed and went over to her father's dead body. "This is not cool."

Myia stood up. "Actual two. I left one to be a messanger." She hissed and crossed her arms. "I know, but..." She looked around. "I have a question. Did you know a lycan by the name of Kevin? Or was he apart of another pack?" She asked as she was still looking for the pack he had belong to when he was a live. For some odd resion or another his pack left him behind a week before his death. She wanted despertly yo find out why, but from what she heard from other lycan packs, that pack has yet to return. She kicked a dead vampires ashes. "Fan-tastic..." She looked up.

"Nice to meet you to, Rhapsody. Are you having fun tonight? Because I can understand, these things do get slightly boring after awhile. " He grinned back and shook her hand, dropping it to his side suddenly then. Nervous.

Cain looked at her for a bit. "You can call me Mutt, in case you get turned I don't want the vampires knowing me." he said as he headed for outside. "Oh and sorry about the mess. Sometimes I wish I was still a renegade." Cain said as he stepped back into the night. Looking around to see if any vamps around. He saw in the distance a shadow moving away from the bar. "Must be the one she let go." he muttered. He decided it was to far to catch up without being noticed.

Cain walked the back alleys until he came to his home, a broken down old warehouse that his clan deemed "suitable" for him. It didn't matter to him where he slept, his clan made sure that no vampire could enter here so he was assured he could have at least some rest before goes back on the hunt like his clan brought him back for. He walked over to a board on the wall with a map of the city and he marked off the bar. "They're getting closer." he muttered as he followed the path of his ind the groups. They were getting closer and closer to the warehouse.