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Welcome to Hunter's Nightclub and Bar

Hunter's is a popular New York bar and nightclub owned by "Hunter" Wilson, a retired Hunter who offers support to the local Hunters. As such Hunter's is a safe haven and place for recreation and relaxation for Hunters in the New York area. Furthermore, underneath Hunter's is the hidden, underground headquarters for the New York Hunters group, known as Haven. Due to these reasons, Hunter's is the center of all Hunter activity in New York City.

What Hunter's Looks Like (Outside)
Hunter's is a simple, one story building with a square design, and is about one hundred feet long on all sides. It is painted entirely black, and a sign with the name of the place in dark red script with spotlights shining on it at night is placed right over the main entrance. There are three entrances into or out of Hunter's; the main entrance on the southern side which is a pair of large metallic swinging doors lined in silver, the employees entrance on the eastern side of the building, and the emergency exit on the northern side of the building. There is a concrete overhang with many different lights installed in it over the main entrance. On the left side of the main entrance is an intercom, and to the right is a security keypad. About eight feet to the right of the employees entrance is another security keypad and a surveilance camera pointed at the employees entrance; there is also a surveilance camera to the left of the emergency exit pointed at it. There are two different lights over both the employees entrance and the emergency exit.

Exterior Defenses
Since Hunter's is the primary meeting place for the Hunters in New York, it must be well protected from supernatural threats without being obvious to the public eye. There are UV lights over all three entrances to Hunter's; these can only be turned off by imputting the correct nine digit code into the security keypad by the main entrance or the employees entrance for the corresponding light so that non-human Hunters can enter safely, the UV light over the emergency exit can't be turned off. The main doors are made of thick oak wood with silver inlays, and all three entrances have silver doorknobs and hinges although there is another code for the employee entrance which can activate a rubberized sheath being placed over the silver of the doorknob; once again so that non-human Hunters can get in without harm. The paint and plaster on the walls and roof have silver dust mixed in, and the walls are reinforced with cold iron which repels most demons. There is also a constantly maintained circle of salt around the building which repels demons, and several invisible spell barriers protecting the building from supernatural or magical attack. Finally, there are two Hunters which are employed as bouncers at the main entrance who won't let any non-human, even a non-human Hunter, inside the building unless they can give several complicated passwords correctly, and they have easy access to the intercom to warn the people inside if there's any trouble; there is also a third Hunter who patrols around the building's perimeter regularly during the day and constantly during the night.

What Hunter's Looks Like (Inside)
The interior of Hunter's is dimly lit and darkly painted, with a main area directly beyond the main entrance, bathrooms and a large room for private parties in the back along with the owner's office, and a storage room on the eastern side of the building where the employees entrance is located; the storage room is also where the secret entrance to Haven is hidden. Along the sides of the main room are elevated platforms with guardrails and several sets of stairs leading to the sunken dance floor in the middle of the main room. On the sides of the platforms and the dance floor are about a dozen or so dark velvet couches for relaxing in, and scattered about the platforms and the edges of the dance floor are nearly sixteen or so round metal tables with about four chairs at each. In the southwestern corner of the main room is the wet bar where drinks and beverages are served, and in the southeastern corner is the snack bar where patrons can purchase food and snacks to eat, both have a counter top with several bar stools next to it. Against the back wall of the dance floor area is a raised stage where bands play when it's a night for a band to play, and at the back of the stage is the DJ's booth. In front of and to the side of the DJ's booth are several speakers, with the ones to the side being about as tall as a man. To the sides of the DJ's booth and the stage there are also several banks of spotlights, laserlights, and strobelights, with a laser system for creating laser lgith shows in front of the DJ's booth nestled between the smaller speakers. The bathrooms in the back of the building are avergae bathrooms, and located right next to the emergency exit. Down the back hallway from the bathrooms is the private party room, which has a single long table with space for nearly two dozen people and a small wet bar. At the back of the private room is the owner's office, which has sound proofing on the walls, a couple of comfortable chairs in front of the large mahogany desk and an especially large and comfortable swivel chair behind it, a small table with a coffee pot, pictures of the owner's family and friends on the walls, a computer and a phone with an answering machine on the desk, and an overflowing filing cabinet in the corner. The storage room has a small kitchen for making the food that patrons order, a walk-in refrigerator and a large freezer, a large dishwasher, a broom closet where the cleaning supplies are kept, over a dozen large shelves and cabinets holding liqour and food as well as other supplies, and a security camera in the corner. In the far back corner of the room is a carefully disguised trap door with a ladder which leads down to the upper Haven entrance room.

Interior Defenses
In case a hostile creature penetrates Hunter's exterior defenses, there are several well camaflagoued defense systems on the inside as well. Amongst the spotlight and strobelight banks are hidden several UV spolights and strobelights, there are several UV lasers amongst the laser display, and there are ultrasonic emitters hidden in the speakers designed to attack sensitive lycan hearing to knock werewolves unconscious; all of these defensive systems are controlled from the DJ's booth. The guardrails, inlays and finishings on the furniture, and nearly all metal fixtures are made of silver. The paint and plaster on the inside of the walls, which of course are reinforced with cold iron, are also mixed with silver dust just like the outside, and in addittion hundreds of spirit wards and protection enchantments have been plastered onto or carved into the walls before being painted over so as not to be noticed.


Well, that's Hunter's bar and nightclub. Come on in, have a few pints, maybe grab a plate of buffalo wings, or dance the night away. You're as safe here as you can possibly be, so relax; you don't know when you might get the chance to do so again.

* Hunter's Nightclub Music List *
Our DJ, Daichi "Dance Master" Jameson, is one of the best DJ's in New York City. But he's only as good as the music he plays, and he needs to know what the crowd wants. Give him requests for particular songs, and he'll be sure to include them in his routine! Just tell us what songs you like to listen to and the band that plays the song, and they'll get on the list.


Music List
Seek and Destroy- Metallica
Save Me- Damage Plan
Only The Good Die Young- Iron Maiden
Avoid the Light- Pantera
Punishment- Biohazard
Some Heads are Gonna Roll- Judas Priest
For Whom the Bell Tolls- Metallica
Die by the Sword- Slayer
The Four Horsemen- Metallica
Bloodlust- Venom
Children of the Grave- Black Sabbath
What's On Your Mind (Pure Energy)---Information Society (a.k.a. InSoc)
Sandstorm---Darude
Princes of the Universe---Queen


(further songs pending, waiting for feedback)

She walked into this new place cautiously, shaking out her umbrella as the bounces eyed her to make sure she was human, which she was, technically. She stood there, looking a bit lost as she surveryed her new surroundings.

Hours after it had opened to allow Will to descend, the trap door in the storage room once again swung open to allow the yawning leader of the Hunters to climb up out of Haven. While five hours of sleep had done him a world of good, he wouldn't have minded another three to five hours of shut-eye. But Wilson had paged him to let him know that a couple of new faces had shown up in Hunter's, and if there were new Hunters around then it was his job to greet them and fill them in on how things were generally done around here.

Striding out of the storage room, he scanned the room, taking in the slowly diminishing crowd; Hunter's was a popular enough nightclub that it was packed to overflowing as early as eight in the evening, and the crowds usually didn't start to thin out until well after three in the morning. Add to that the fact that the bar, snack bar, and private rooms were open nearly twenty-four hours a day seven days a week, and Hunter's had a very steady flow of business. It was a good thing too, since Haven was maintained and kept stocked mostly through Wilson's generosity.

He spotted the young woman that he'd been told about standing somewhat uneasily near the doorway, and the vampire that the bouncers had let in sitting at the bar. Deciding to go talk to the woman first, Will walked over to her. She seemed a little startled when he stuck out his hand with a friendly grin on his face. "Hello there, miss. I'm William "Night Hunter" Jackson, the head honcho in our line of work. You're certainly a new face. Come, please have a drink with me. What's your name and where are you from?"

Asking her questions, he gently led her towards the bar where the vampire Hunter sat. This way he could talk to both of the new people at the same time, and save himself the trouble of repeating himself later.

Len Thompson made his way towards Hunter's. The rain came down in a soft drizzle now, the main bombardment of storming had seized for the time being. He nodded to the two by the door, giving the woman a wink, she turning away acting disgusted with his type. He shrugged and walked inside shaking in the entrance way to get the thick layer of dripping water off of him. He stetched out his arms as he looked about the litten, fun looking place. It was the fourth time he had seen it this busy in the few weeks he had been here, obviously a special night of some sort.

He made his way into the crowds of dancing people, smiling at the women and nodding to the men as he headed for the bar stand. "Well, if it isn't Hunter Wilson, how's the night going m'man." He said putting an elbow on the counter as he took a seat. 'Hunter' rather enjoyed Len's activeness lately, from what he could tell anyway, as the man had chuckled.

"Well, I was thinking you wouldn' make it tonight." Len laughed, "I think this place is getting rather attatched to me, so it's no party without me here right?" Hunter gave a chuckle as he placed a shot glass back onto the shelf behind him.

"Aye, that may be m'boy. So, what can I do ya for this evenin'?" Len felt like a strong drink tonight, one he rather favored as well. "Get me a shot of whisky...actually, make that a small bottle if you will." Hunter nodded and went straight to work, the small bottle of whisky in front of Len quicker then any bartender he knew could do. He took it and took a gulp, giving a thumbs up in thanks as he laid down a couple bucks. "I may have put a little more then intended mind you, concider that my rent." He said jokingly as he swerved off his seat and headed out to the edge of the dance floor.

He took a drink looking about, boy this place was great though. Surely did take away a lot of worries. Worries...things he seemed not to have, but he had too many of them nowadays, ever scince...
He was cut off his thoughts at the sight of some gathered hunters, one he had seen before and had become somewhat recognized with, the other too must be new, or newer than himself. He moved over to their table and flipped a chair from a near by table to that one, taking a seat on it and setting the bottle of whisky down on the table. "Good evenin' gents, and pretty lady." He said nodding towards the girl.

He turned to Jackson, his shades moved about on his face a bit commically. "And if it isn't dear William!" He said as if thrilled. "It's been what...two nights scince we last exchanged greetings?" He said patting the hunter leader on the back laughing. "Well, I'm glad you've showed up to have some drinks too." He looked to the other two, already getting the familier feeling that he got when vampires or the rest were around as he saw the one in the suit. "And who are your friends here? Please, inroductions all around. I'm Len Thompson, some have come to call me Pro around here, so I don't mind that either." He said sounding welcome and comferting, but still giving the vampire a raised eyebrow now and then. He took another swig of his drink, awaiting the others to speak.

William smiled kindly at the seemingly nervous girl. "Lydia, huh? Nice name. Later I'll show you where the secret entrance to Haven is. The place is closed down at the moment for a little remodelling, but once it's done we'll have everything we need to live down there if nescessary. You seem new, so just listen to what I tell you, find a couple of good people to go hunting with, and you'll be fine."

Turning his head, he looked squarely at the vampire sitting there. "And how about you? Vampires don't often become Hunters, and you'd have to be a Hunter for Ace and Queenie to turn off the defenses and let you in. What's your na...."

It was then that Len "Pro" Thompson came up to the small gathering, whiskey in one hand and a grin on his face. Will couldn't help but smile too when Len gave him a friendly slap on the shoulder; the other Hunter's care free personality, whether it was real or simply a mask he wore, helped keep him sane at times. Especially with the pressures of being the leader of the Hunters. Hunting was hard enough, being responsible for every Hunter in the area made for an even more stressful situation. "Hey Len, haven't been up to much. How about you? You bag anything in the last two nights?"

Before Len could reply, Will heard a quiet hiss of pain. Facing where the sound came from, he saw one of the new, younger Hunters... was Siaska her name? She was holding onto her side, and he could see the faintest trickle of red, which she was trying to hide. His eyes widened then narrowed before turning to Len. "Pro, there's a situation I've got to handle. Keep these two company, I don't know when I'll be back. If you need me, I'll be down in Haven; the medical room should be ready and Dr. Hunter is here tonight."

Standing, he strode over the the young woman and grabbed the arm that wasn't held against her side. Pulling her gently but firmly to her feet, he began moving her along the tiers towards the storage room. Before she could recover from her surprise and struggle, he leaned down and whispered in her ear. "Siaska, isn't it? Look, we don't know each other well, but I'm sure that you know that I'm the leader here. That makes you my responsibility, little lady, and right now I can see that you're hurt. You are coming with me, we've got a medical room and a doctor down in Haven."

Without any further words, he pulled her into the storage room. Going to the corner quickly, he knelt down and flipped the latch to the hidden trap door leading down to Haven. Hitting the intercom, he informed the security station of their descent. "This is Night Hunter, I'm bringing in injured, alert Dr. Hunter."

Not waiting for any reply, he cradled Siaska in one arm and began to climb down the ladder.

She was intruiged by what was going on, and would ahve helped if it was within her powers. She didn't want them to know what she could do, and moved her left hand to cover the tell-tale sign on her right upper-arm. She hated the thing, but dealt with her hate.

About a half hour later, William came back into Hunter's and sat at the bar, his left hand in a cast and bandaged. Smiling weakly at Lydia, he bowed slightly. "Sorry about the wait, she was hurt pretty badly and I've got a couple of people waiting for me in my office. Like I said before miss, I'm William Jackson, leader of the Hunters in New York. What can I do for you?"