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Wakes up from his nap. His wounds are healed but the pain is still there. He pushes himself off his bed to find the two people talking. He has no clue what was going on but he walked in anyway.

" Hi! I fell much better! Thanks so much. So we moving out or what. also no need to leave the clean up squad will be here soon. Remeber this is a hunter aparment." He says.

His tall figure and stance is broken with all his scars. Scars trace over his abs and all over. He walks to the frige and takes out I nice big t-bone and begins to cook it over the stove.

"Anyone want one? It is fresh...well kinda. or we can go to the market on 7th street? if still open."

While he watches the steak cook he runs to his room and puts a shirt on and grabs his Assault rifle and puts leaning against the wall. He grabs his desert eagle and reloads it.

Asher had been right. The apartment was pretty nice. It was nothing compared to the family home though, but it did have a good view of the park.The forest was one of the only places Kalan had ever felt comfortable in, and being close to the park gave her some relief, however little that relief was. And it wasn't just a single window as she had expected. The view could be seen through the entire far side of the apartment. A wall of glass stood between Kalan and the darkness of night.

"Oh wow.." She breathed, pressing her hand against the long window. White carpets covered the floor and dark heavy cherry wood furniture was placed neatly around the main room. All in all the place was fairly proportioned and clean. She was surprised at the class the place had. Or was the room set up by her mother's New York connections?

The Alastronia family was a very old one, and had allies across the world. Even Kalan, the second heir of the family, wasn't aware of every aspect of the society her family had created. The web of names and faces in her mind stretched on to no end, and she hadn't even been to most locations run by her father. Their family alone had probably racked up numbers into the millions on their hit list of enemy's. Kalan realized that she was most likely partly at fault for the presence of so many nightwalkers in the States. The possibilities and resources placed in her hands were infinite. Her father ran his own hunting operations across all of Europe and parts of Asia. He was second only to the highest commanders of the Hunter Society. And as his daughter Kalan had always received the epitome of respect from other hunters. She was of noble blood, and was treated as such. So it was quite possible that her mother had eyes on her at all times even now.

"Noble blood..." The girl thought about this as Asher wandered around the apartment trying to show her things. "Asher. I need to talk to you."

The boy turned, his misty eyes falling on her and his half smile fading. "Yes Miss Kalan? Is it important?" he muttered.

She sat on the arched couch running half the length of the window. "Well, yes. Sort of." Kalan pulled her coat off and folded it over the arm of the couch.

Asher knelt in front of her gazing out the window. "Is it about my absence earlier? If it is, then I can explain. I offer my utmost apologies in the matter. If I could have done anything to help I would have but I was-"

"No. Its not about that." She interrupted. "Its about how you speak. People will think it's weird if you keep calling me 'Miss Kalan.'" She fidgeted with her hands. She had received some odd looks on the plane and the occasional sideways glance from folks on the street at being called 'Lady' or 'Miss'.

Asher's brow furrowed as he watched her. "Then what should I call you Miss Kalan? Some kind of honorific is only appropriate. 'Miss' is as low as I can go without implying that you are no better than the average scum. I hope you know that I will not associate you with lowly filthy humans." He grunted standing again. The white haired boy towered over her, his cold eyes piercing her's.

"Asher. I am human." She muttered

"No, you're different. And I will not put up with such a drop in stature." He was very insistent, crossing his arms and leaning in closer. "I am not just some toy for you to play with. I am under your command, and if you are just some human, then I am just some human's servant. I will not stand for such an insult."

Kalan sighed. She understood. He would never change his mind if it meant his pride would have to compromise. "Alright. But just for awhile, for the sake of our cover, will you pretend I'm just you friend?" She let some of her energy slip, winding it and letting it mix with the air around him. She could feel his being melt a bit as she took control. Kalan looked up to him softly, using a bit of her power on him. "Please Asher?"

She could tell as his mood melted and he fell into her command. He stuttered for a second and then looked away, to the window, pretending to have seen something. "I don't know, what would I call you?"

She knew she had already won. "Just call me Kaye. Its not hard, just speak like brother does. Call me Kaye and don't kneel when close. Act like a normal human. For our cover?" She frowned, closing off her ability again. Kalan hated using it on people. Especially if she knew them. But sometimes it came to her automatically, without her control people would come to her with smiles and offers. She hated it, questioning her every friend to see if it was really their own will that made them stay.

Asher grimaced. "Fine. But I refuse to treat others as your equal. This is a request I will only answer on your command." He scowled, as he picked up her bag taking it to her room for her. "Remember, Mi- ...'Kaye'. The second we're out of this god forsaken land, is the second you return home, back to yours and my former glory. Do you understand?" He concluded turning to look her in the eyes.

Kalan sighed, letting him have his way. "Yes Asher. I understand." She looked out the window to the park again. "Tomorrow we need to look for Aiden.."

"Right you are." He said as he left.

(( she is talking to her campanion, she left while you were K.Oed))

david looked at the hunter, he had healed fast he suddenly remembered that the cops might come at any minute but at the mention of a cleanup squad he relaxed a bit he remembered that he was still in his wolf form, maybe it wasnt the best idea to look like he was catching the attention of anybody he ran into. he changed back, his clothes torn from the exitment earlier, oh well he thought they will probably just think of it as a style or something.At the mention of food his stomach growled, he thought to himself when was the last time I ate? he was pretty hungry, he decided to take up the hunters offer. " okay, I guess I will have some time before I have to go, It dosnt matter if the steak is fresh or not" ,after this he would probably head home and check his messages to see if he had any jobs. but for now he could eat in peace.

(( just so you guys know I will probably post less since it is almost time for school))

made? he thought. perhaps he was talking about when he first changed into a lycan. "well I was first changed at the age of fifteen when another lycan bit me" he heard the sizzling steak and his stomach growled again.

"I mean when, 19th centurie or earlier. I was turned when I was 18 in 1929. I was a steelworker. Working late and he got me. Luckly he saved me..A hunter he said I can join so I did."

He takes the two steaks off the stove and puts them on a plate. He puts salt and peper. He places the steaks on the table.

" Go ahead dig in. By the way, Ash is looking for someone? Who? I have a database in my computer of all my contacts. I can possible get a name or a loaction. I am a great tracker. I want to help."

He hears a knock on the door.

"Clean up squad...We need to eat outside.It is safe."

Goes outside to eat. He taste the steak and thinks to himself 'Mmm I am good" He begins to chew and eat some more,

" I love begining immortal! I mean I hate to turn but WHOA! Right now if I have'nt been bitten I would be in a dirt nap. FOREVER!" He says.

He looks behind him and watches the men clean the body and clean the blood. He laughs he cleans the house. He thinks to himself " have'nt cleaned in years." I love the benfits of begined a hunter.

"So who is this "Kalan" and why is she so un-social I mean you need freinds to surive." He says while eating.

No manners.

david smiled, being a lycan was great but it also had some drawbacks. he looked at his steak and took another bite. he sighed, one of the things he missed the most was the taste of a crisp apple, now it all just tasted like dirt. But still being a lycan did help him in his work..... david finished up his steak and said, "you know I dont think kalan is anti-social, maybe if I went along with her I would be more hinderince than help." she is mysterious though he thought to himself, I dont know a thing about her exept that her name is kalan. oh well, if she wants to reveal herself she will when she is ready david got up and handed the hunter his plate. "I have got to go now, I have work to do tonight." he suddenly remembered something."oh! I almost forgot, here is you desert eagle, i never shot a single round so it should be full." . he prepared to jump off the porch, he couldnt keep his client waiting he could be killed in his absence. ((exit))