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"D..Desmond? Desmond!?" Mitsu's voice was shrill with fear smelling the burning flesh and hearing what sounded like food being thrown into a hot frying pan. Clinging desperately to the vampire as he went down on his knees she didn't want to let go as he loosened his grip. Tears were already streaming down her face as he cupped her cheeks, her wide eyes frantically searching for a way for them all to escape. There was nothing.

But the man seemed desperate to keep her from leaving....if she ran would he follow? Could she buy the two of them time to get away? Desmond didn't know, but there really was no escape. Not for her. She wished she had told him, warned him but she never dreamed anything like this would happen. Naive she was to think she could keep this from him and now he was severely hurt.

'I love you'

Those words almost stung as she began to sob. "I love you too." He had tried to hid the sad tone but it still sounded like he was telling her for the last time. Like a parting word before they never saw each other again.

Shakily Mitsu stood to her feet though all she wanted to do was wrap her arms around Desmond and comfort him in his time of pain, but he wanted her to run so she would. Turning on her heels she started to talk off down the alley, her tears nearly blinding her vision as she ran.

Ginji drew back the weapon after a few seconds of letting the pain settle in for the vampire. It had brought the blood sucker to his knees so it would be up to the girl to escape on her own, which surprisingly she did. About to take off after her that's when Ginji felt the blade slice through his side. The knife glided through his flesh pretty easily but again instead of blood an almost tar like substance started to seep from the wound. It didn't make it far before the liquid start to move and retreat back into the wound.

Swinging around Ginji struck out at Shun with one of the bladed sides of the cross, gripping the middle firmly to ensure a good strike. Not hesitating long after he again pursued Mitsu's retreating form using his shadows to bring him closer to avoid running. Reaching out he gripped the back of her jacket bringing her to a dead halt. "I'm afraid you can't go. He wants you to see this."

Mitsu hadn't expected the man to get to her so fast. Though she shouldn't have been surprised, she had witnessed him jumping all over the place, but it still caught her off guard. She started to struggle against his hold but that's when his voice finally rang a bell. Such a time for realization to kick in when she was trying to escape. Her movements stopping completely she looked back behind her, wide eyes trying to figure out what was going on. "G...Ginji?"

As Mitsu left him to do what he had asked, Desmond's hands fell to the ground and clenched the debris beneath them. All the pain was overwhelming. The pain on his back and in his heart.

He knew he needed to get up. If only to give that guy one good hit that would let Mitsu escape. Maybe if he and Shun were lucky, they could take down this a*****e.. At least cause him to retreat.

Until his rival decided to just give up, that is. Anger began to take the place of self-pity as Desmond forced his damned legs to stand. His steps were unsteady, but somehow through sheer determination (and being pissed off), he managed to charge (... Though it was more like a forceful limp).

His fist aimed at the back of their attacker's head, he planned to give this douche more than a headache. When Mitsu questioned the attacker's identity, Desmond couldn't deny that 'Ginji' sounded familiar... But in fight or flight mode, names had no meaning. There was just somebody labeled 'dangerous', and that's who needed to go the ******** down.

"Shun, you great big p***y, get up!" Desmond shouted angrily, glancing back for only a moment with blue eyes aglow. "You gonna just roll over and die like the insect I always thought you were, or are you gonna be the a*****e I knew you were and fight?!"

"If this is Ginji, Mitsu... he isn't the brother you knew anymore..." he mumbled while not moving from his position. His voice sounded pretty listless at the moment and he didn't really make any moves until he heard Desmond speaking to him. Insect.. a*****e.. did it really make that much of a difference? There were far more than the two who wished him alive that wanted him dead.

It was strange how a few words could shatter his will to fight. He picked up the knife he had dropped but he didn't get up. The tendrils that held him down were a part of the reason for that. He was trying to muster his will, but it was really hard to do so. It felt like his heart was weighing down his entire body. The bloodloss probably wasn't helping with that feeling all too much.

The resolve he had moments ago had all but disappeared.

"I'm sorry Mitsu...," he said quietly. He didn't want her to have to see him die. Closing his eyes, he teleported once again and slowly stood now that he had freed himself in the meantime.

Being a little further from Ginji, he launched one of his switchblades at the Wolf before making his way towards him. His movements were slower than usual due to his spirit not really being there with him. Still, he wanted to try and distract him.

"Desmond!? DESMOND!" Mitsu practically screamed when the vampire took that last blow, his eyes drifting closed before he fell to the ground motionless. "No! Desmond! Get up! GET UP!" Her heart was pounding so hard in her chest it felt like it would break her rib cage. Struggling against Ginji's hold Mitsu only managed to gain her freedom when Shun's blade landed in the wolf's forearm. Tearing away she fell to the ground next to the vampire checking him over, but there were no signs of life to check for...there never were. It was like the nightmare Mitsu had, Desmond falling asleep and never getting up again like it had been magic keeping his cold body animated and it suddenly left him.

Mitsu just wanted to bawl her eyes out at that moment, the feeling of loss overwhelming, but the sound of crackling ice made her jerk her tear-stained face upward. The arm that Shun had struck was covering itself in a thick layer of ice, long blade like extensions forming off Ginji's hand like three eighteen inch long claws. Wide eyed Mitsu turned to see that Shun was heading toward them and for an instant time seemed to slow, a mass of thoughts running through Mitsu's head all at once.

Desmond was gone, her brother wasn't who he used to be, and her best friend was running to his death. She had no idea what was plaguing her brother to make him act this way but she hoped it could be fixed and Shun...she just...she couldn't watch him die. Not after what had happened to Desmond.

Jumping to her feet, Mitsu got between Shun and Ginji heading toward the assassin hoping to push him out of the way. Ginji had already drew back his new weapon ready to strike and as with the theme of luck for the evening, Mitsu wasn't quick enough to avoid being hit. It was hard to say what was wrong with her at first. Her movements suddenly stopped and she lurched forward toward Shun like she had been shoved. Hands reaching out for Shun's upper arms she tried to keep some distance between them, though it wasn't apparent why until she was closer.

The three blades of ice had completely run her through, they were mostly clear so hard to see until the blood started to seep from the wounds they had made. The blades had pierced her upper chest and by their positioning it was safe to say they gotten her lungs and possibly her heart. "S...Shun. Shu-" Blood started to leak from the corners of Mitsu's mouth as her eyes grew steadily duller. Her legs were growing weak and Ginji could feel the girl growing heavy against his blades. He had been instructed not to kill her, but what could he help if she jumped in the way? Withdrawing his blade with a downward swipe, it seemed to add injure to....injure as he left three wide gashes down Mitsu's back.

Mitsu's mouth continued to move but there was no sound other than the gurgling of blood rising in her throat. Reaching up a hand her fingers just barely touched Shun's face before her strength gave out, her body going limp in the assassin's arms. Dull eyes that had been staring at his face were suddenly looking no where as her head fell to the side completely motionless. As her body grew still so did her heart beat until it finally pumped one last beat and fell silent.

Not sure what to do now, Ginji took a step back. He could hear the girl's last struggles before she fell still. This was a conundrum if there ever was one. He had killed the wrong person and he was unsure how his master would take it....and there was something about it.....nothing had bothered him up until now but there was something about this girl that left him feeling....He really couldn't think of the word. It wasn't happy or angry. It was something like sad but that word didn't quite cover it. There was an aching feeling in his chest he couldn't understand and he placed his hand over his heart like he had been stabbed.

Before the feeling could progress further the wolf started to back down the alleyway. He needed to make a report and figure out what his next move should be. Until then he would leave the assassin for another time.

What a lovely night. For the first time in weeks, Riyo had been able to leave the confines of her dorm... Wearing a disguise to throw the press off. She'd thrown her hair up in a pony tail and a fluffy white cat hat. Didn't exactly go with the weather, but she always wore a jacket or long sleeved shirt anyways. The rising heat really didn't bother her.

"Lets get some ice cream guys." She said to her two companions with a smile, spotting the parlor just down the street.

But something caught her eye as they were walking. A dark figure beginning to leave the alley... Was it weirdo time already? Hopefully he wasn't some kind of flasher.

Quickly rolling to the side, Shun just felt the ice blade run lightly against his side. He didn't know the extent of the damage due to his lack of pain at the moment, but it didn't matter. I just gave another outlet for the shadowy mist to flow out of towards the fallen girl. The assassin was bent on vengeance in any case.

Coming out of the roll, he burst from the ground, leaping towards his target. As he drew near, he lunged to try and stab Ginji with his one knife.

"Yeah that sounds good to me," Blade agreed. It was still a little awkward being around Klyde, but he was at least tolerant of the guy. He just didn't pay him a whole lot of mind if he could help it as he walked with the others towards the parlor. As they drew near, he too saw some movement out of the corner of his eyes and he was exceptionally surprised at what he saw. For one, he saw Shun going at another guy with a knife... and he didn't look too healthy despite the moves he was making.

The other thing... was that the guy with the wolf tail looked really familiar. The use of ice just cemented who it was.

"That's... my roommate... and that's the guy who stabbed me over break!" he said with surprise. Was this really happening?

"You might want to hold your breath Klyde... it looks like they're both bleeding quite a bit.."

Klyde was about to hold his breath like Blade said but a familiar scent caught his nose before he could. Passed all the blood there was another scent, someone he knew. "********! Riyo!" Without hesitation Klyde followed behind the feline into the alley ignoring the commotion for the time being.

When he got to the scene he was rather shocked at what they found. He was no stranger to death and gore but by god. "Sweet Mother Mary." And then his eyes settled on Desmond whose scent he had caught before. "********! Desmond!? Desmond?" He would have comforted Riyo, it didn't take a rocket scientist to know she was going to be upset, but right now his friend was laid out in an alley and considering how Mitsu looked he feared the same.

Coming to a sliding halt next to Desmond he looked the other vampire over to access the damage. It looked like he had lost quite a bit of blood and the wound in his stomach looked .....disgusting. Like he had been lit up. "Desmond?" Klyde tapped the side of Desmond's face rather hard with his hand. "Hey, wake up buddy. Come on." He tried to keep the panic from his voice but how did another vampire tell if another vampire was permanently dead? They didn't, they were in as much mystery as anyone else.

As one imagine Riyo's shaking got her no where, Mitsu's body just jerked around lifelessly until she finally stopped, though for the wounds it didn't look as though Mitsu had bled as much as she should have. True there was still a growing puddle but it was small, not like it should have been.

Ginji just barely managed to move to the side, still taking a sizable cut across his arm. It was when he moved to the side that he tilted his head back and realized he had lost Shun. In all the noise Shun was as good as camouflaged in plain sight and the wolf was nothing more than a sitting duck. Head moving around quickly he couldn't even get the slightest indication of where Shun was...but he could sense where the alley was.

Making a beeline back toward the darkened alleyway Ginji knew he stood a better chance in the shadows. He had back up, he could move, and most of all if need be he could escape.