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Will was pacing back and forth in the parking lot across from Hunter's, waiting for the arrival of the team from Westchester. Suddenly a pair of black humvees and a black cargo van pulled up in front of him. The doors opened and out poured fourteen individuals dressed in black fatigues from head to toe. Twelve were wearing heavy body armor the like of which you'd find in a S.W.A.T. team with heavy weapons, one had a headphone radio set on showing that he was the communications central controller for the team, and one last one carrying a large bag and wearing the white armband and red cross of a field medic. This was Strike 3, one of seven fast response teams available to the Hunter groups in New England. Each Strike team was the equal of a SWAT, SEAL, SAS, or Delta Force team, highly trained, experienced, well equipped, and each and every one of it's members was an experienced and dedicated Hunter. They were the people a Hunter leader would call on when his own subordinates were not up to the task.

Striding up in front of them, Will returned their salutes then handed a thin folder to them, allowing each member to go through it before speaking. "The photograph is of Skiaska Sperrow, a twenty-one year old young woman who was altered through experimental surgery and gene manipulation to become a better Hunter. She joined the NYHG several months ago, and has repeatedly proven herself as a valued and loyal Huntress. Recently she was infected with the virus going around the city, and yesterday she and the Hunter known as Krii'Ouse were both detained by the Shadow Stalkers at their charterhouse. Krii'Ouse escaped and informed us of Skiaska's situation. The Stalkers are new to the city and are allied to us, but if they are unjustly holding one of my Hunters against their will then this can not be excused. I will go in first wearing a wire and lifesigns monitor, and I will demand to be allowed to talk to Skiaska and for her release. If they refuse, I will say 'rain'. That will be your alert signal that things are not going well and you need to prepare to assualt the building. If I think that negotiations have broken down beyond hope of repair, then I will say 'storm'. That word will be your signal to commence the assualt, or if my lifesigns go dead then I expect you to assualt the building. I want to avoid casualties on either side, as I sincerely hope that this is a misunderstanding. Now let's go."

With that Will and the members of Strike 3 climbed back into the vehicles and drove off towards the Shadow Stalker Chapterhouse.

((Cut to Shadow Stalker's Chapterhouse.))

Amber saw Will greet some sort of squad and decided to follow to see what he was doing. She then asked Dariel, "Hey wanna go help Will out?"

[Exit to chapter house]

She let him pull her onto the pillow as he pulled off his shirt. she closed her eyes for a second and then opened them again"sure, If you don't mind" she said as she looked to his eyes. she some how felt so right when she was with him.

[[heh heh sorry. i'll cover this now.]]

"ACK!!!" exclamed tyler as he fell off of the bed thwacking his head on a chair that was besideds it.

tyler coughed a bit as he got up looking over to the door. "uhh hey myyth right?" asked tyler. uhhh sorry for the awkard moment there... what can i do for ya?" he asked

"it got busted up pretty good... but it should be healed withen a day or two... werewolves heal quickly" he chuckled a bit as he looked at her "uhh can i get you anything?" he asked "or are there some tests you would like to run first?" he asked her... he was one of the noninfected people on the base...

"sabrina!" he called after her... but it was to late... "i'm sorry" he apologised as his head sank lower as he looked at the ground... "damnet..." he cursed under his breath...