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Julian tried to walk up to the fight, watching them with a pale face, then she yelled out at Jacque, "Please stop!" She then falls to the ground and leaned back against the wall.

((Edit: Scratch what she just said after stop))

(That way you don't have to run.)


Sibyl was glad that Markus was alright and that he was able to laugh showed that he was going to be alright for the time being. Her instinct was convinced that he wasn't going to die and if her instinct was satisfied then she would go with it for now. ~You don't know me all that well so I wouldn't be that confident in my abilities. Remember that I do possess a fair amount of human thought processes and whatnot since I actually am talking to you for one thing. Next off I'm not some savage running around doing whatever, I've got some order in myself and I know how to conform for the most part though some habits have stuck with me. I'm bound to be intellectually and emotionally weak at some point in time though it has not happened yet.~

~I'm merely suggesting some possible tactics to ward him off until you're better. When I'm in a fight I most often go for the kill since it's usually my objective. There's the rare occasion I fight for another objective but in that thing's case it will not be so. I intend to kill it so that it doesn't bother you again and so that it cannot threaten anyone else. My duty is to kill vampires after all so I'll hunt it after I deal with a few issues at hand.~ Sibyl was quite serious and she fully intended to follow the void maker to where ever it was he happened to tread. She would find him and since he had a mark on Markus she was going to be spending an awful lot of time with her vampire buddy until she could get rid of the vampire nuisance that was haunting him.

~I don't exactly know where to go that's safe at this point. James is on the verge of attacking people because of all the blood he can smell and Jacque and Ceon are duking it out in James' apartment ... Hm ... Looks like we'll have to pick a different place other than James'. You got an apartment we can go to or something?~ She trusted James with Markus, however she knew that Markus would not trust James with himself so she decided to respect Markus and not cause James any trouble by trying to help Markus only to be offered resistance.

~James, keep calm alright? Just go outside and take a breather where there's no blood for you to smell. I'll be fine and you should check that other female lycan over since she doesn't look like she's doing too well. I heard shots in your apartment so I'm sure that the cops are going to get here soon, which won't be a good thing so you should get out. I'll try to settle the other two down or at least convince Ceon to get his a** out of here. You should take the female lycan with you. I'll get Markus since he needs a safe place to rest as well. Cops are bad because they're nosy so we'd better make this quick.~

Sibyl rushed back into the apartment room, still in wolf form. She decided that she was going to attempt to take control of this situation and if that meant knocking someone out or beating to the point that they were near death then so be it. ~Ceon, help your girlfriend out, she's hurt because of you and Jacque fighting so I think you owe her. I'll handle Jacque, get out of here or you're going to be facing me with Jacque right at my back clawing it. I'm not in the mood and the cops are going to be here because of all your shooting for sure. Get out of here and let me handle Jacque.~

Sibyl saw that Ceon was about to be bowled over so once he'd been pinned to the ground it was Sibyl's turn to take her form of action. Though the tranquilizer had caused her left leg to stiffen up that did not mean that she could not use her joints and so she sprang toward Jacque. Since his back was to her he had no way of seeing her coming and she was coming at a steady rate. If she managed to clip Jacque then she would send him flying off of Ceon and send them both into a roll down the hallway.

As Ceon's claws began to rise towards his throat he felt himself get bowled into by Sibyl.

He began to fly off Ceon, and just before he did, clamped down with all his might and thrashed his head to the side, trying to rip a massive chunk out of his throat.

He rolled off of Ceon, but with his bulk, he didn't roll far, not even making it to the hallway.

Sibyl did not possess a frame like Jacque's at all and in no way did she possess bulk at the moment. She could manipulate her form and make herself larger, about as large as a bear was her maximum but she wasn't looking to do that right now. Jacque could easily pin her but size was not everything and though Sibyl was fairly small in comparrison to his bulk she had a lot of strength underneath her fairly petite frame. As they rolled, Sibyl made sure to assure that she was no pinned down by Jacque and to keep him busy she decided that she was going to make him feel a little more threatened.

With a small growl, she was the first to rise as Jacque was still recovering from the roll. She hastily made her way back over to him, having rolled farther as she was smaller and had been purposely rolling to avoid being pinned by Jacque. Sibyl was hasty in regaining her ground but she did not wait for her prey to recover. Had he been up and standing, she would have circled him and waited for him to make a move but at this point she was not able to do that. To keep Jacque busy, Sibyl decided to re-pounce on him and bite at the scruff of his neck, hard enough for it to hurt and break skin a slight bit.

~Ceon! I have this! Just leave and help that female lycan out! I have Jacque, I'll be fine now leave before you get yourself hurt even more!~

In an expensive apartment a well to do wife looked down at the glimmering lights of the city while sipping bourbon from a crystal glass. She had everything she wanted for now but it was still vexing. Her husband was still worried about his daughter, the little slut had run out on them a month back and he hadn't been able to let it go. The girl was seventeen, she could live on her own anyway best that she was out of the way now. Sadly her husband didn't seem to think so.
Victoria Brighton, formerly Victoria Rynolds, was only in the early stage of her buzz but since her husband had been spending so much time out she had been getting drunk more and more consistently, after the shopping sprees and the affairs that was. Swaying slightly as she watched the dancing lights Victoria shuddered as a chill ran up her spine. How strange was that? It took her several moments before she realized that there was somebody else in the room.
Turning around she saw her stepdaughter through the haze clouding her mind. The girl didn't look good. She wasn't wearing a coat even though the air outside must be close to 35 degrees, all she had on was a thin tanktop and a short skirt, both of which were splattered with smears of mud and small cuts. The little tramps hair was dirty and pulled back in a crude ponytail that didn't catch her bangs in the slightest and she looked like she hadn't eaten or slept in days. Even though all of this she registered something different in the teenagers sunken eyes.
"And what do you want?" Victoria spat leaning against the wall to prevent herself from falling over.

The wayward girl smiled almost to show her mind had cracked. She had spent the last few days doing as her lord said, she had killed small pets and written with their blood as an offering, the more blood she spilled the stronger she felt, she could accomplish anything now just as her master had promised.

"Well you screwed your father." the stepmother slurred taking another sip of her bourbon. "You little slut. Why do you bother leaving if you're just going to come back? I should call the police on you and get you out of my life completely."

Though she had never seen her angelic guardian she knew he was close by now. Amanda could feel him close by and hear his voice in her mind...

'Just as I promised you...' Nebiros whispered to his new thrall. 'You are strong now... You fight back against those that hurt you... This woman wronged you... She doesn't deserve your father... She only wanted him for his money and cast you out... You were to be the only girl in your fathers life... Now is the time to take him back...'

Victoria stumbled forward almost like she was being led by an invisible cord even though right now she couldn't walk a straight line to save her life. "Dammit you little tramp!" she spat jabbing her stepdaughter in the center of her chest with her free hand. "You were just tag on luggage with a good deal and you've ended up ruining everything! Why don't you just die!"

A twisted smile crossed Amanda's cracked lips as the fire of insanity burned deep within her eyes and the taint creeping into her soul with each passing day. "You first Mom." she said quietly.
The once human Amanda brought up the butcher knife she had gotten from the kitchen while she was unnoticed, just as Lord Nebiros said she would be, and drove it deeply into her stepmothers chest above her right breast.

The sudden pain didn't completely drive the haze from her alcohol addled brain but surprise did show up on her face as she lost her feet and feel backward, the dark stain that had been spread across her robe when the cutting utensil struck transformed into a goat of blood as the blade pulled from her chest. Even before she hit the ground her mind was already starting to go black.

Amanda let out a loud scream. So many emotions mixed in with the sound, pleasure, pain, anger, it was beyond explanation, fortunately no one would here it in the soundproofed apartment. The fallen teenager feel on her dieing stepmother in a frenzy, swinging the knife again and again into the body continuing to scream, though now it was a sound of ecstasy. "I GOT YOU b***h! CHASE ME OUT NOW! YOU'RE NOTHING! I BEAT YOU!" The knife continued to fall into the older woman until she could barely be recognized and blood no longer came from her flesh.
Nebiros smiled. Even in all the centuries he had been trapped in this world seeing his corrupted fall completely to darkness was always an enjoyment. "You aren't done yet..." he whispered. "There are others left that have hurt you... Like your father..."
Amanda looked up being drenched red with her stepmothers blood and smiled at the shadowy sight of her master. He was so beautiful... "My master... you are right... just tell me what to do and I'll do it." She had fallen completely...

Markus, in a blurry like state, gets up, and staggers out of the hall.

((Exit to Docks.))

((Be right back guys, friend needs me, my character shall soon return.))

Ceon looked backwards, "James! A little help would be appreciated!"