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"Fuck!"

It was the only coherent word Gabe could get out as the BMW swerved in response to the hail of bullets. Tiny shards of glass sliced at his skin and he hit the side door as the BMW began to spin out of control. He couldn't see if the driver had been hit and he had the good sense not to raise his head to look. Outside horns blared and tires screeched although the roar of gunfire seemed to have stopped.

Gabe took all of that in within the few seconds it took for the jerking BMW to cross another lane of traffic and slam into a streetlight pole.

The impact threw Gabe painfully back in his seat, the seatbelt he almost hadn't put on catching against his chest to stop him from recoiling forward. He felt dizzy and the sounds of traffic chaos raging outside the mangled car seemed very distant.

"Fuck..." Gabe muttered again blearily as his numb, shaking fingers grappled with the seatbelt latch.

~YamanakaIno~
While she walked in the park, she got the sudden sensation that she was being watched.

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~January~
The driver was still alive, although he had been hit in his shoulder- the would was already closing, with the bullet inside- he'd have to get that taken out if he intended to walk through metal detectors anytime soon. The driver got out, a pistol removed from inside his suit jacket, and opened Gabe's door.
"Get out. We'll need to give your Father a call. And we don't want to wait around to see if they come back."

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“Chaos in the world brings uneasiness, but it also allows the opportunity for creativity and growth.”

“Chaos is the score upon which reality is written.”

The Three Types of Evil

Helena stopped dead in her tracks after the feeling of being watched. She was famed for her singing voice so it definetly meant something bad if this feeling felt different than the rest of the times. She didn't even both to turn around to see if anybody was behind her since she is very confident in her excelling fighting skills. "You do realise it is rude to stare, do you not?" She called back to whatever could be eyeing her.

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~YamanakaIno~
As soon as she spoke, she felt the feeling go away, as if whoever was watching had left.

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“Chaos in the world brings uneasiness, but it also allows the opportunity for creativity and growth.”

“Chaos is the score upon which reality is written.”

The Three Types of Evil

The uneasiness from before had crept back up again, walking through the long corridor she couldn't help but wonder what this person she was about to meet would want from her. The more she thought about it, the more it made her nervous. Though, she had to remind herself -'I am a Vampire, I can handle myself, I'll be just fine' calming down a little bit, she stopped in front of big black oak door. Entering it there were a few things, classic interior, with a magnificent style - she felt a little overwhelmed. This was definitely not in her league...

The guns on display looked very antique, 200 and plus years at least, books where ever she looked and in the middle a man. His appearance neat, looking around 50ish, thought he had a certain charm about him. Somewhat mesmerizing and apparently he was a man of fine taste, the suit. Serra decided to be nice - 'we shall see where it gets me'


"Ah, Miss Cruz. I admit, I didn't expect you come quite this soon. Have a seat."

A gentle smile on her face, she walked up towards the man.
"Thank you" she replied, taking a seat gracefully, than looking up to him, in the somewhat dark room her eyes seemed to be glowing yet stronger, meeting his gaze, "What is it you called me for?" she asked rather casually.

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~Demon~
"I make it a point to meet all the vampires in my domain personally. I would like to begin with a-"
He was interrupted by a person bursting through the door. He was 19 years of age, and as far as she could tell, completely human- 'vanilla mortal' was a common terms used.
"Kholan! You shit-cursed fucking bastard. What the hell do you think you're doing, kidnapping my little sister? You really think that's going to make me do what you want? I am sick and tired of being your minion. If you don't let Christina go, so help me, I will use everything I have, and every potential ally to get her free. Hell, I'll even give Caulder a call!"
Kholan turned from her to face this new arrival. "Mark-"
Don't you 'Mark' me you son of a bitch!

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“Chaos in the world brings uneasiness, but it also allows the opportunity for creativity and growth.”

“Chaos is the score upon which reality is written.”

The Three Types of Evil

Ace sat on the roof of her building in the ruddy light of the city--her city--staring down at the cars, people, shattered lights and broken benches below her, toying with a eight-inch hunting blade in one hand. It was a dirty city, rough, vicious and carnivorous as well, ever ready to devour the unsuspecting tourist or foolhardy thrill seeker. Ace didn't care much for these types, but as long as they were in her city, they were under her watch.

The tiny girl tried not to let her past get in the way of her work much. Indeed, she hardly considered herself Amy--the six year old red head who'd seen her twin brother murdered by one of those illegal parasites--but sometimes in grew difficult. For the most part, though, the vamps were alright. Law abiding citizens with unfortunate appetites. After all, if Mattie hadn't been killed, he'd be one of them by now.

But he had been, and now here she was, more than fifteen years later, still trying to avenge him. She told herself she was looking for his killer, but deep down, she knew she hadn't seen its face. She was going off gut feeling, and gut feeling told her she ought to kill every single dirty rat to find the one.

But gut feeling didn't pay the rent. Ace laughed silently at her own cynicism, a rare but cold smile breaking across her face.

'Stop it,' she told herself. 'This job isn't for sating blood lust, or you'd be no better than them. It's for protecting other little girl's whose father's have debt.'

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Not knowing what to make of this, she had turned around watching the young man stand there and throwing all sorts of accusations the others way. The guy sounded furious, and the more peculiar thing was, he was yelling at the man in charge like he'd known him for years. 'A kidnapped girl?' ...' so his names mark, eh...'

She stood up from her chair... "Would it suit u better if I'd come around another time?" she wasn't gonna witness anything she shouldn't - she just didn't want any unnecessary problems to add to her life.

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~DotCom~
As she was sitting on her roof, she heard a noise behind her. Then a pistol was pressed against her neck.
"Are you the one they call Ace?" A quiet voice hissed in her ear. She could tell it was female, but that's it.

~Demon~
Kholan turned back to her. "No, don't worry. Mr. Farrel here was just leaving." He sent a glare to the young man. "Weren't you?"
"This isn't over Kholan." He turned on his heel and stalked icily from the room.
Kholan turned back to her. "I apologize for that. Mark can be a bit...tempermental at times...now where were we...ah yes. I was about to ask a few questions. The first is quite simple- why did you come to Indianapolis?"

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“Chaos in the world brings uneasiness, but it also allows the opportunity for creativity and growth.”

“Chaos is the score upon which reality is written.”

The Three Types of Evil