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The underground explosion caused a slight tremor up above, but nothing to which the people of New York would notice. Upon seeing white smoke from the White Phosphorus ooze out of the entrance, the badly wounded hunter grunted in slight amusement as he kept the barrel of his slightly scratched M-4 pointed at it. For a few silent minutes, the man attempted to control his heart rate and attempted to breath though his nose, only to taste more copper than before. Tired of the mask, Marcus wiped it off to allow his sweaty mangle hair free and his badly bruised face some air to breath. The cool night air hit his skin like a welcoming cold hug as his eyes narrowed in anticipation for something, if anything to come flying out of the underground Utility Station. Instead, nothing but smoke and the hissing of unseen flames within the room.

"F*ck me. I got him." Marcus muttered as he relaxed a bit, allowing his mind to wander just enough till pain and soreness assault his brain. Groaning, the man tried his best to get up from the ground and began his limp over to the stairwell that lead to the Hellhole he was in. Keeping his M-4 poised at front with his finger around the trigger and a fresh magazine of UV rounds, Marcus attempted what he could to survey the damage done. Spitting blood to the side, Marcus reached into his phone as he slowly began to type up a text message to send to Veroen, knowing the man would be able to help him in this situation. What would usually take a few minutes though, ended up taking up ten minutes, as he had to juggle everything with one hand. His other laid limply to his side, finally numb from the pain due to all the exertion he's done climbing up the stairs.

"Now all I got to do is wait." He mumbled, flipping his phone close, Marcus tucked it into his pocket and picked up his M-4. Sliding against the stairwell wall, Marcus sat in front of the smoking entrance with his gun poised at the entrance as he let out a loud sigh.

A playful smile spread across the bruised face as the hunter coughed a little in a poor attempt to laugh. "Eh, don't worry about this. Despite the fact I'm human, I'll bounce right back up..." Then lifting his broken right hand, Marcus waved it in front of the vampire to show it dangle awkwardly in a limp forward angle. "Motherf*cker broke my wrist and threw me against the wall." The hunter mused as he gave what looked like a smile behind his bloodied face. Shrugging his shoulder and giving a small grunt as pain shot through his aching body, the human sighed as he lowered his rifle onto his lap and gazed at the entrance Veroen walked through.

"Figured Mr. Toasty would still be weak from that blast we gave him. Turned out he managed to find utility workers here and feed off them. Fell right into a trap." The dark haired hunter grunted as he glanced with his one good eye onto his torn body armor; quickly realizing he went blind with the other. "Sh*t...eye swollen shut. Anyways, we went at it and I managed to limp away while leavin' a little present for him to suck on." Feeling a tad proud of himself, the somewhat mangled hunter gave a toothy smile at the vampire before glancing over to where the Utility room was. If anything had survived that blast, Marcus figured it had to be fate.

"Think you can launch me to Gail at the Hunter Compound. Ain't got a car and not in the best of shape for a walk." Marcus managed to playfully state as he leaned back some, his elbows catching him as he felt his lungs become heavier and harder to breath. "Heh, think the b*****d broken a rib too. Blah...well, I hope the a*****e is in a more horrible shape than me."

[[Exit to Haven Infirmary]]

Jagger leaped into the man-hole and landed on her feet.She began walking casually through the sewage.As she followed the scent of blood and wet dog she recoiled at the other disturbing stenches.No wonder dogs rome around in here..she thought.

As she walked she draped her cloak elegantly around her shoulders,making sure it covered her whole body.She ignored the small vermon that were scurrying about on the damp ground.

Jagger stopped and listened.Smiling wickedly she quickened her pace.Your cry of pain is soothing to my ears....mut.she thought.She slowed as she came to a corner.The lycan was just on the other side of it....
She paused then walked around the corner.A shadow fell just enough to hide her face.She looked at the lycan with murderous eyes,but knew she would not act on judges and guesses.

"I see you are badly wounded,Victor."she asked in a calm voice

Jagger looked at Victor with an evil expression on her face,then she stepped out of the darkness.She held up her hand showing his blood dripping down her hand from her nails."You should really lower your weapon,if you don't want to be harmed anymore than you already are."She stepped forward and in an instant,she was standing right in front of him,her body so close she could feel the rush of his heart.She grabbed his wrist,forcing him to remain still,and stared at his human face.
"You injured a friend of mine...because of your hatred for our race.."she said her voice calm.
"Why would you be so rude?"

Jagger laughed softly,amused at the lycan's confidence."Your race is just as damned as mine,Victor....So,you believe that the mistakes of a few individuals makes the whole race to blame?Why would you think such a thing?"she questioned him calmly..She could feel heat radiating from him,the rush of his blood,the beat of his heart..She was not scared merely bored with Victor's actions.