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Pollution's gas cloud stained the moons light to an orange hue, matching it with the toxic neon glows of the city streets. Flashing lights, tinted ones view of their surroundings and with long term exposure burned, but on the positive side. The flashing bright lights did alert the mind to a greater level of alertness, even if it was just the bodies means of fight or flight responses misunderstanding the situation. Reflections, and refractions of light created a mirror image of the world around Jacx on the smooth unscratched surface of his red tinted aviator sunglasses. That rested on the ridge of his nose even in the darkness of night, in the hours in which the freaks that dare not show their faces at any other time of day emerge. This time of night almost could have been considered "another world", one that was enticing to some...but not Jacx. Perhaps he was simply indifferent, or was it that his morals? That made him sick to the stomach of what mankind had turned into.

All the same Jacx was not here to simply take in the sights, but rather track down a prey he had been hunting down for several nights now. He would admit, tracking a target by scent was certainly not an easy task with the numerous ally ways breaking the wind's path, excluding trying to follow a single scent amongst millions. Luckily for Jacx's hormones don't lie, and men thinking they were about to get some stood out in the pack, and made the tracking out of his target surprisingly easier.

Jacx placed his hand on the cold brick wall of the ally way, his gaze drifting down the narrow path way and into the darkness. Light reflected off his glasses creating a glow of red that highlighted red tinted glass and forging red eyes in the darkness. "Enough of the hide and seek, girlie" Jacx said coldly as the darkness stripped away to visions adjusting to the night, "Play time is over".

A thin trail of smoke rose up from the ash that built at the end of the cigarette pinched between the teeth of the rather dark skinned man. Drawing in a breathe of filtered death, before exhaling the smoke. A heavy hand rising up and pull the cig from the lips, as paper and tabaco burned slowly.
Lowering his cancer stick from his month, fingers curled, snapping the cigarette in half before a quick flick sent the hot ash to the cold paved street to be smothered under foot.

The smell of death would not fill the air with the stale taste, at least not until the bodies truly began to decay. A rather pleasant thought considering the situation that was presented in front of Jacx.

Jacx's eyebrow raised high, as the woman before him was quite familiar. His nostrils burned as he began to recognize the scent, a sensation that cause him to violently reject the scent with an action that was something or a snort. His bore his teeth, and his fangs extended and locked into place as the enamel grind.
Jacx heard his name but all he did was groan with distaste that he had found himself in this situation, how had he not recognize this scent from the beginning? His eagerness to slaughter had made him reckless and stupid. His left hand formed into a fist, as his breathing became hot with self and external rage.


"Ah, Jacx, sweety, it's been months, and you're still chasing little ol' me? Hem hem...I see you still haven't gotten over my seducing and taking the soul of your little, gay lover," she mocked deviously as she brought one of her fingers to her mouth, licked it slowly, and held it gingerly within her teeth. "Oh, how delish..." With a wryly smile, she revealed her blood red scythe horizontally behind her as it shown brightly within the dim light. She knew better. Hem...how exciting.

"Yeah, its something like that. Why was it you killed him again? Oh, right. You were jealous he out performed you in the sack...Jealously can be a real killer" Jacx said as his right hand fell upon the grip on his weapon, his finger falling upon the trigger as he drew it from its holster.
His eyes fell onto the scythe weapon, but only for a moment. He couldn't see the weapon being much of a threat against him. Its range was two limited, and he certainly had at advantage when within an ally where the weapon could not even be used effectively. He grinned, as he drew his sidearm completely, and took aim by the cross-hair from behind his shades. The red hue of the glass, tinting the world blood red. "Like i said before, Play time is over"

The red light poured out of the ally way and faded in the streets. Almost unnoticeable in the neon lit section of town, a surge of energy that was as quickly forgotten by all who may witness its short lived charm.

Back against the building, Jacx leaned and crocked his head to look down the ally. His line of sight broken as he had to backtrack out of the ally, taking a sharp right to avoid the incoming explosion of negative energy. "You have always been the chatty type, Eserelda. You don't know when to shut your mouth....or your legs." Jacx turned around the corner, bringing his StarChild Laser Revolver's cross-hairs to rest on the back wall of the ally way, resting just above the pile of dead men. Due to the flood of red light, Jacx's night vision was basically reset, he couldn't be sure if his gun was aimed at Esmerelda's heart or resting at the height of her head if she were looking up over the bodies.
"There really is not point in hiding girlie, your stank is easily the worst scent in these streets."
A shot rang out, as a hard particle display emitted from Jacx's weapon. Lighting up the ally way just enough for him to know exactly where his target was located, his cross-hairs landing on the head of his target as the reflective image of the ally way became clear on his red shades.

Gas poured into the chamber, the hammer smashing the trigger that would form the spark...ignition. Particles of condensed and slowed under the pressure, and friction before unleashed in a state that represented the physical "bullet", particles travelling at speeds over three times the shot of a compressed CO2 paintball gun. A speed that is 3 to 2 times fast then a bow an arrow, a pace that was fast enough to surpass the sound waves that made the very shot known.

A nearly transparent red particle shot, traveled from barrel of Jacx's firearm, before the weapon recoiled back, a single shot, dead accurate...aimed at the head of the chatty woman.

The flash of light, would no penetrate the reflective nature of sunglasses worn by the man, his eyes suffering no ill from the glaring rays of light.

Travelling much slower than the condensed light, was the scythe that approached Jacx at a pace that didn't allow much time for reaction. Forcing him to respond with little forethought, something that was completely out of character.

Jacx's head dropped, his grey eyes peered over he red tinted glass of his shades. Blood flowing out of the black pupil like ink, consuming the grey within a sea of red.
His firearm raised, the custom made Trident Arm - StarChild Series GDL Revolver, designed from the RHINO 60DS .357 Magnum Revolver. Sparked as the fade rays of the red flash reflected off its mirror finish.

The scythe and its chain wrapped around Cain's weapon, the sharp razors dulling their edge against the metal of the StarChild.

A smile formed on Jacx's face, as his free hand fixed his glasses to cover his bloodshot eyes. He had already unleashed a shot that would have by now penetrated the skull of his foe, as well as blocked the incoming strike in a way that benefited him. The chain scythe now wrapped around the barrel of his gun, the chain would not pull free easily, not with the "teeth" like edge on the barrel of this firearm. Designed to block close quarters weapons such as swords and knives, the firearms were designed to not only take a direct hit from such a weapon but also use its superior metal and design to rip the weaker metals to ribbons.
But what was key right now was, Jacx now had a link, a rope from him to his target. Using his enhanced physical strength, Jacx would pull his arm back with such force that was intend to pull his foe right off her feet, destroying her sense of balance. Once the balance was gone, he would cut the distance between them with a run, since now both her chain scythes were outside or her grasp. Bringing himself within striking range, Jacx would bring his firearm (with chain still wrapped around) to the girl's chin. If she was even still alive at this point.

The whistle of razor's edge splitting the tunneled wind flow of the back alley, the forced path of airflow in the neon light tunnel making the prediction of the blade's path much easier to predict even without even a glance. Judging the path alteration of the vacuum was a much greater challenge not to mention the alteration to the path that would be a reaction to his inevitable kick to girl's dying body.

The new threat was certainly a problem, but Jacx couldn't do anything to deal with the man in his current position. Not until he debt with the issues already on his plate...

Jacx lifted his right foot, breaking his contact with the ground and allowing the vacuum to pull him in ever so slightly, but in such a way that worked to his advantage as he extended the into a straight kick to the woman's chest sending her off her feet and into the vacuum behind her. Falling forward, Jaxc would not fight the way his body fell off balance, leading Jacx to fall towards the ground face first. His right hand tightly gripping the chain wrapped magnum, as his left dropped to his hip and drew his pairing StarChild Revolver. Pulling the weapon from the holster with quick draw speeds impressive for any gunman. This second laser weapon becoming the necessary tool of Jacx's survival as its barrel nearly came to touch its metal against that of the chain weapon entangled around his primary weapon.
A single shot rang out, or at least, the sound of a single shot. A illusion of the reality of several instantaneous shots unleashed in sequence. A barrage that would break the chain links, and break the link that connected Jacx to the woman.

Balance broken Jacx fell forward onto his hands and knees, his head ducked as the other end of the chain scythe would fly several feet over his head, it's distortion of wind causing the wild hair of Jacx to wave gently.

Two threats down, one remaining. The portal, the Vacuum.

Jacx's eyes narrowed as he kicked his feet off the ground, straining his muscles as he brought himself to balance in a "hand stand" like position. The difference being, the fact Jacx didn't hand his hands planted on the ground, but rather the barrels of his weapon. Bent arms extending straight, Jacx performed a front hand spring as he pulled the triggers of his dual magnums. The end result being something of an "explosive" hand spring as Jacx launched himself feet first into the air, throwing his body over the vacuum portal as his body reach the heights of the lower rooftops.

Several feet above Null and his void, Jacx aimed both his firearms down upon the target and followed through with "bringing the rain" as he unleashed a volley of shots that would pour down like glowing red droplets of rain. A assault that was both deadly, and scarring. Even if one could watch every bullet and dodge that assault one would find the heat and light emitted from shots would burn and damage the eyes cause momentary to permanent blindness.

A pair of red tinted shades consumed by the void...a lose that would be atoned for with a life.

Steam and smoke mixed with the rising dust of the recently disturbed dirt. Dust cloud formed from the once settled dirt that had gathered upon the roof of one of the many flat topped buildings. The smell of charred leather was distinct even within the dust to the nostrils of the vampiric man. Whom rested in a low stance, his left hand placed on the roof as support of his body as his right aimed his weapon in case of a continuous method of assault.
His left firearm was once again holstered, a choice made by Jacx turning his tumble and roll across the rough roofing. Luckily for him the leather trench coat absorbed a good deal of the damage for him, protecting him from burns and "road rash".

"This is troublesome" Jacx said with a grunt, as he raised his left hand up to scratch the stumble on his chin and lower cheek. His feet came together and he raised into a much sturdier stance. A lit cig rested between his lips, lit sometime between his rapid fire assault and the roll across the rooftop. Suggesting he may have lit the cig on the very energy blast that had sent him tumbling all together. Taking up the cig in his left hand he put brought it down to his side as he stood tall, waiting.

"Come on now kid, surely you can do more then put on a flashy light show" Jacx joked as he flicked the cig towards his foe. The cig's ashe catching the thin particle dust cloud and setting it ablaze into a short lived, but explosive fire ball. A blinding heat wave that cut off sight of Jacx...

3 shots broke through the fire ball, aimed at vitals such as brain, heart and lungs of his foe as Jacx came through the flame burst, leading from his rooftop to the other.

Hands absorbed momentum as the vampire man dropped into a roll as his flesh came into contact with the rough grainy roofing. Curling his limbs in tight, only to spread them wide once more to bring himself to a halt. Back in his low stance Jacx extended both his arm out straight, his empty hand presenting open palms to the air. Fingers curls, and muscles tightened as his dual pistols fell into his grip, both pistols resting upside down in his grip, his pinkies resting on the triggers. His thumbs knocking a "safety" switch several clicks beyond the marked point. "Gun-fu style: Devil's Gamble" the gunslinger said as his red iris began to rotate with a slow clockwise cycle.

A funny situation the two warriors had found themselves in, both sitting on opposite rooftops. The story of how they both got here wasn't all to exciting, but certainly worth mentioning.
The two clashed, the gauntlet hand meeting the cold metal of Jacx's Starchild only to the realization that electronic currents don't travel across, but are in fact repelled by the strange alloy used to construct the weapon.
The power and momentum behind the "claw" matched only by a single shot unleashed against the "flat" part of the palm, causing the metal hand to be knocked aside, as Jacx and the blonde boy traveled past one another. The blonde boy sliding to the edge of the rooftop, while Jacx leaped over the ally to land on the neighboring.

HIs red eyes turned serious, and his tongue ran over his long fangs. "I will kill a god the same way i kill a man, with a bullet to the skull or a knife to the throat. Which one it is, i will leave up to you"








Jacx muscles stiffened before his boot caught the rough surface forging a powerful resistance, giving his feet grip as he kicked off the roof. Throwing his body into a forward run, his right foot stepping up onto the raised edge of the flat roof. And though it would appear as if Jacx was about to jump, as his body began to rise up...it vanished

Multiple versions of Jacx appeared, all and different locations and performing different actions. Though all appeared to be following a pattern of moments, suggesting these were just "flashs" or distortion images of his actions moving at a pace that was approaching closer to light, surpassing sound waves several times over.

The distance between the two would be cut almost instantly, as the the young man would find himself surrounded by three Jacx images that all brought their right wielded fire arm to different joint or vitals on the body. A distance of speed, and light distortion so great his exact location was unknown as he jumped between these 3 preset stages of attack, making it impossible to have one image simply fade or be behind in its response time.

What was being witness here, was in a sense...unimpressive. Jacx is all honesty wasn't even putting in any more addition effort into his moments then he was minutes before. He had only simply reduced the weight that held him back.
You see, Jacx is a non-magical being from a respectively non-magical universe. This would mean Jacx's body is not accustom to magic, so when he was brought into this world his body resisted against the flow of magic in the world, he magically particles in the air. Which in the end resulted in a "force" holding Jacx's body back as he was in a almost literal sense, running in a sea of magic, a water like flow that restricted his movements by adding weight and force to slow him. But now things were different, Jacx has allowed the natural magic in nature to flow through his body, allowing him to move as effortlessly as he would in his home, his speed and strength now at its true level.
Of course Jacx would perform beyond the expected, as his body is very use to the high pressure and weight. Like 100 times gravity (OVER 9000) suddenly removed, Jacx now feels as light as a feather.