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Shadow watched the man walk off, not caring for what he had said at all.

"I think we should find a place to rest." he said, rising slowly to his feet. With Heather's help, he managed to walk out of the alleyway, and the two made their way back to the abandoned building the demoness had been staying in, hoping to get some much needed rest.

Heather was glad to be getting away from the blood soaked alleyway, eager to get out of the rain and to give Shadow any comfort he needed until his body and mind were fully recovered from the incident. In thinking of this, she realized how glad she was to have an ally and friend in Asmodai, knowing that the revolt leader would not take this story lightly.

((That's our exit. Night folks.))

*As My cycle skids to a stop in front of a night club, I sense the presence of a grunt vampire causing his own trouble. I park my motorcycle in a lot across from the club. I walk slowly across the street, knowing where the oncoming cars are and planning my route to avoid them. As I approach the entrance, my way is blocked by the throngs of people trying to get past the bouncer. I shoulder my way past them easily. At the velvet rope, the bouncer stops me with a stiff arm to my shoulder.*

"Where do you think you're going little man?" He says as he recrosses his arms.

"I'm going in." I snap my fingers, a spark jumps from them to the rope, setting it ablaze. As the ashes float away in the breeze of night, I walk foward. "And you're not going to stop me."

The bouncer stands in awe of the pyro display. As I walk past him, he reaches out to grab my shoulder to halt my entrance. "I still can't let you go in, little man."

When the bouncers hand first brushes my right shoulder, Igrab his hand with my left. "That... was a mistake." I twist the mans arm outwards and back towards him, effectivly snapping the ligiments in the elbow, and cracking bone loudly.

"ARRRGGGHHHH!!" The bouncer yells. The crowd around cheers in excitment. They all rush into the club after I enter. I move to the side where to bar is.

"I'll have a scotch on the rocks, barkeep." The bartender nods his acknowledgement, and moves to prepare the drink. I rest my elbows leisurely on the bar counter, back straight. My senses keeping track of the conversation between the manager and the bouncer whos arm I just broke.

After they finish their argument, and replace the velvet rope and bouncer, they stalk over to me at the bar. The lame bouncer leading the way.

Foolish.

"That's the guy, Boss." The bouncer points to my back. "He's the guy that broke my arm." The manager steps up and starts poking my shoulder.

"You just going to cme here and harass my staff?"

"No. I came here for a drink, if your bartender would hurry up." I reply without looking around. "If you have a problem with me, maybe we could take it up with the Owner?"

"I think we can handle this right here and now." The manager reaches for a pistol inside his jacket.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." I warn.

"And why not?" The manager respons angrily. I snap my fingers again, igniting the powder inside of each of the cartriges in his guns magazine. 14 bullets go sraight to the ground behind him, some through the guns grip destroying the guns usefullness completely, where his gun was pointing in its holster. Missing him comletely.

"Cause you're out of shots." I say calmly. Screams of panic emerge after the gun shots fade away. The crowds empty through any exit they can find.

"Maybe we should take it up to the Owner." The manager says shakily.

as i walk out of a Fitness building, i reach in my pocket and check the bill they gave me for breaking a heavy bag and a couple machines. I chuckle as i throw the bill in the gargbage.
"Pathetic."
A small bead of sweat trickles down my face and my stomach growls loudly at me.
"I need some food."

The manager leads the way to a door at the back of the club. He opens it, and starts up the stairs the the door opened to. "The boss won't be happy about this." The manager repeatedly muttered to himself up the stairs. At the top of the stair is a solid steel door. "You're going to have to go in first." The manager indicated to me. I shrug slightly and open the door with little effort.

"Who comes to bother me now?!" The owner bellows. He is standing on the opposite side of the room with his back to those who just entered. He stands at over 6' and has above-average muscle toning, from a quick observation. His hands are in front of him, hidden from normal view. I see him readying a glock pistol. A window overlooking the innards of the club is what the owner is facing.

"A..a trouble maker, sir." The manager says timidly. Cringing away from his masters anger, the manager shuffles towards the door. The owner spins around aiming the glock at his subordinate and firing. His coat flares up in the momentum of the spin.

"I won't tolerate cowerdice in my presence." The owner says after his shot is fired. "Take the body to a back dumpster." He ordered the bouncer. "And whay have you came to start trouble in my humble night club, Rith?"

"I wasn't the one who wouldn't let me in, Zenquar. You're stupid bouncer was having a temperment problem." I speak calmly, standing at ease. "And I have come because you have been making a nusaince of yourself." I raise my eyebrows from under my shades.

"And where have you learned this nonsense, old friend?" The vampire raises his hands and shoulders in a shrug. "You should know me better than that."

"You and I were never friends, and you know damn well why. I learned of this non-sense first hand. Ever wonder why you're shipment of ancient artifacts never showed up last week? The artifacts that were supposed to empower your vampire lackies." I say nonchalantly.

"THAT WAS YOU!?!?!" The rage showing in the vampires face. Blood veins showing in his neck. "I'll give you a fate worse than death for that!!!" The vampire lunged over the desk separating us, and drove his fangs into my neck.

"You should know me better than that." I say calmly to the leech on my neck. "A previous encounter made me immune to your races fangs." My left hand reaching and bringing around my pistol to his gut in one fluid motion. "Idiot" I press the barrel into his gut and ignite the bullets powder, firing, blowing a hole the size of a fist through him. His fangs releasing and he stagers back.

"You never told me that!" He brings up his own pistol to fire at me. I wag a finger at him slowly.

In my mind words form. The vampire freezes in place. I charge at him pushing the b*****d over the desk and out the window. The shock of the blow evident on his face. A wooden cane leaning against a chair is snatched away by me. I walk calmly around the desk to the window.

"I'll see you in hell." I mutter before I jump down to the floor, driving the cane through the vampires heart with the momentum of the jump. The holding spell removing itself. The vampire arcs in pain, then slumps to the floor, motionless. Standing, I form more words in my mind and pass them through my hands to the corpse on the floor. The words are to prevent this vampires return to life by any means. I walk calmly out of the club. I put my hand to my neck wich has began to bleed. I may never become a vampire, but I can still be hurt by them. My legs sore from the shock of jumping down a floor.

*Rogue drinks her drink down and lights another cigarette. she walks to the bathroom where a woman is standing doing her make up.

going beside her Rogue acts as if looking in the mirror...doing her own make up...then the woman looks over seeing no reflection to the person standing beside her.

she screams and Rogue grabs her quickly and bites into her neck.*

((Waiting on BlackRogue's response to a crowd of humans coming to investigate the bathroom that has her and a dead human in it.))

I leave a few dollars on the counter and take my drink with me to follow Rogue. "You have a nasty habit there." I say after I catch up with her near the door.