Allison looked at Katya's face, she started to cry...
Fuck... I think I actually made it worse... WAIT! I just told her one of my most embarrassing secrets for no reason and on top of that shes crying now! Shit shit shit! I should do something to calm her down this time for real! Come on do something!
Then she had a sudden clever idea, she got off Katya's shoulder and stood right in front of her. Allison stretched out her arms and slowly hugged her, this time Allison had to blush. I can't believe I am doing this right now...

Ved
There was a lot that money could buy, but there was even more that could be killed for. Six months earlier he had completed the most valuable contract he had ever participated in, receiving one of the most powerful sets of combat armor in the world. Hermetically sealed, this armor set was equipped with a highly powered exoskeleton which hugely improved his already high strength and speed capabilities. The armor is bulletproof, but since in it's beta phase, bullets will bruise him deeply, if in close/long enough range, a bullet may break his bones. The Suit surprisingly does not only allow for his powers to reach through, they are actually improved. Making him capable of producing lightning hot projectiles and sun bright lights. The suit also completely blocks others from his scent, and produces a scrambled audio outlet, disfiguring his voice into a deep, synthesized audio.

Katya's head fell onto Allison's shoulder. She sobbed for a good 2 minutes. she hugged her back "Im So Sorry. im Acting like a baby" she said trying to catch her breath

Allison was a bit surprised when Katya hugged her back so suddenly. Just let it happen, just let it happen... After some time she finally said "You should get yourself together before someone sees you in this state. You don't want anyone of your teammates see you like this now do you?"

"no your right" she ran over to the door to the barracks and her Personal Quarters. before she Entered she turned back "Hey Allison... Thanks. for everything" she said she ran back to her room and grabbed a bag and put some gear into it. she then left and walked into the Barracks. she Nodded to the Twins North and South Dakota before putting he gear on a spare bed.

@Legion-114

Mithias blinked, slightly puzzled as he tried to figure this out. He hated that he could fall for lies, but it was something he had come to accept ever since his time as a mortal. It hadn't changed. At least he could ward his own mind from influence.

And speaking of influence, Adam was a fine sight to behold. A bit young in appearance for Mithias' taste, but sharp looking and inviting at the same time... like a Venus flytrap. Mithias caught himself staring a second longer than he should before he felt the vibrations of his cellphone inside his jacket as both Tony tried to call him and the Director left his message. He ignored it for now, but it brought back his attention. "So you are going after the Purge as well as trying to take Britain for yourself? ... I wonder why you would want to expose what is potentially the greatest haven for our kind in the world, Great Britain. A personal grudge?" So, Mithias had admitted that he knew about the vampires of the UK. he didn't seem happy about Adam upsetting that well-hidden structure. "You compel me to expose you for a fraud, Mr. O'Neil... save for the fact I also want to see the Purge undone."

Above , in the corner of the room a monitor had been silently playing the news. Mithias glanced at it. "The Pope of Flames is giving a speech even as we speak. he is a fool to expose himself." Clearly he was implying an attack. "That would be a far more effective plan. Don't you think?

@Wraithblade6
Adam smiled as he loosed his tie and undone his top button. He was surprised that a vampire from the Templar age wouldn't know much about history of the vampire race.

"To be honest, I only want Purge dead because they make a ruckus, the Vampire Lord are my main target. They are traitors to their own kind and have sealed away the greatest weapon we have. A true Primarch of the vampire race. Alucard, son of Dracula. Kept in a hibernative state, the Lords kept him prisoner until he became immobilized. I plan to return him to power and begin the world of darkness once more."

Adam would look at the monitor and access the now seen face of Purge.
"Having such a figure murdered will only rally more to the cause, he must be shamed before being killed."

Mithias couldn't believe what he was hearing. Had the vampire lords hidden this mysterious Aludard from the world for all this time? How in hell could it not have been brought up at the Council of sirekings a decade ago? And even if the first son of the famed Dracula was alive, in some state, who exactly was he? Did Mithias really want an age of darkness? He pursed his lips with indecision.

Adam was right about needing to first shame the Pope. A simple murder would only rally more to the cause, and the Purge were exceptionally good at rallying. Mithias remained quiet.

Tony & Hank

The phone stopped ringing, who ever Foreman was he wasn't picking up. Tony had to assume something he didn't want to. Hank was unwell, Tony knew what was wrong, he just didn't know what to do. He also had no idea how bad it was.

Tony walked into the cabin only to find Hank gone. "Hank? Yo Hank? Where'd ya go?" He heard his truck start outside. "God dammit Hank!" He ran outside to see Hank driving off with something strapped in the trunk of the vehicle. A barrel? Fuel maybe? Where was Hank going that he needed to bring a barrel of fuel. Then as the truck turned Tony realized what the barrel was; A bomb.

Tony was scared, He knew Hank was losing it, but a bomb?! Hank didn't know how to build one! Though he didn't have to, Tony knew, and Tony showed him how to remove it from the missile in case something happened to him. "No... No, No, No!" Tony ran around for anything he could use to catch up to Hank with. He found a bicycle with a rifle mount on it, Hunting bike? Seemed old, like it hadn't been used in years.

Tony ran inside to the bed and flipped the mattress. Under it was an armory of old hunting weapons. A collection from Hank's old days. Tony went through the collection of shotguns, rifles, and blades. Even some explosives, which worried Tony, Hank knew more on explosives then Tony thought. He grabbed some silver bullets for his pistols and a lever action rifle. He didn't know what to expect from Hank, but he knew Hank was not in a good state of mind. "Please don't make me use this Hank."

Tony put the rifle on the bike and started to pedal, the bike struggled but it moved still. Tony wasn't able to catch up until Hank stopped, but that was his truck. Tony always had a plan B.

Adam would quickly open his briefcase and lift a small, hidden compartment to pull out a series of photographs of a sealed tomb in which a letter A was engraved into the door.

"Once his father was killed, the Lords wanted to be the ones in charge, but at the same time killing Alucard would be a mortal sin against sinners an so they kept him locked away."

Adam would slightly cut the side of his neck and a trail of bright crimson flowed. Adam present it to Mithias.
"If you don't believe me, why don't you see for yourself?"

Mithias gasped softly as the other vampire made a bold offer. Either Adam knew his mind was unreadable, or he knew that Mithias lacked the gift to read it, but in either case, blood was a surefire way to see the truth. Through drinking blood, a vampire could see glimpses of the host's soul. Their memories, knowledge, and emotions could be read easily, until they died. The heart was laid bare to the one that drank.

The golden-eyed vampire hesitated. This could have been a trap. If Adam were stronger, he could flip the bite on Mithias and literally have him by the neck. Adam certainly portrayed his confidence as the red trickled down his neck. Mithias drew closer. He looked dam in the eyes as he parted his lips cautiously. Sometimes, you just had to live on the edge.

Embraced, Mithias cleanly sank his teeth into Adam's jugular and pulled. He could see what Adam had seen, everything in his being that made him who he was, but only fragments at a time. The blood had memory, and he didn't have much time to sort through it. He focused on Alucard, on Adam's sincerity.

Adam quietly gave out a small gasp as Mithias's fangs sank into his blood. He wrapped his arms around Mithias. Adam hadn't blood-shared with another vampire for well over 300 years and he had almost forgot the painful-pleasure that it brought.

As Mithias's mind dived deeper into Adam's memories, he would see at first Adam in the Elder Robes attending one of the many council meetings. They were discussing the fate of the boy. They knew they could not kill him, but they wanted power. Adam stood in front of the Elders and rejected their ideals, stating that he was the one true heir of the Vampire race. The next would be Adam entering a Tomb holding the letter A that had been shown. The final glimpse was Adam unlock the tomb and there, chained by foot, a boy who Adam kneeled down to and promised that he would one day free him.

"Are you satisfied?" Adam asked rhetorically, any real vampire would want every inch of him.

Silver followed along, staring in awe at the machinery. She smiled at it, her fangs glinting in the artificial light. "This place reminds me on the Yamada building. Well, I didn't see much, but the walls remind me of my room and the other rooms I've been in." She tried to keep up, but she was much smaller, so it was a bit difficult.

@Shikaru

Mithias scanned the faces of the vampire lords in Adam's memory. He had been to only one council meeting himself, but not as a lord. Some of the faces were familiar, but most were not. Mithias was shocked by the images that followed. As he watched, suddenly, he could have sworn he heard the young man's voice, and it startled him, causing him to retract his bite. Mithias was courteous about not spilling, but he was clearly shaken to some degree. "He's real..." He said as he backed away, staring at Adam.

Fortunately, Adam had not attacked him, but somehow Mithias knew he wouldn't. He took a few deep breaths, his fiery eyes alight with red as they shifted with his thoughts. He knew things now about the other vampire, and he knew, that he was quite old and strong. Mithias pulled himself back together quickly, but this time, as he looked at Adam, he had an almost overwhelming attraction. Blushing, he turned away. Drinking from another vampire had its consequences.

During the bloodshare, Adam would have become aware of a very small silver cross under Mithias' shirt. It was making a constant burn against Mithias' chest, yet he wore it obliviously.

"Now I understand." He said. "I do not know yet what to make of this, but ... you may contact me. He pulled out his phone and a card, passing the card to Adam, which had only a number. Noting his message light blinking, Mithias knew Hank needed him. "Please excuse me, Adam." He bowed and began walking back to the hangar, still affected by Adam's blood. Good thing he still had those shades.

Hank Miller

*24 years ago, New York State Juvenal Correctional facility*
A boy, late teens sat in handcuffs in an old jumpsuit. His nose was bleeding and was broken. "Hank? You know how bad you situation is right?" The boy stayed quiet, refusing to make eye contact. "Hank. You turn 18 in two weeks. If you don't improve how you act in these walls the walls you will get throw behind next will be much worse." The boy looked up, still not speaking. "Hank. Come on I can't keep--"

Hank cut off the man. "How's Sarah?" The man was silent for a bit. "She's doing good, she just got accepted into a local collage. She says she can't wait to see you again." Hank smiled, he missed her a lot. "Hank? I know you two like each other, I can tell this. But I can't let my daughter be with someone who's going to be in jail the rest of their life." Hank looked at the handcuffs. "So if I did good in here, you'd let me date her?" The man sighed. "Maybe, it's hard to say. But I can see the good in you Hank, you just got to focus on that." Hank smiled, he had two weeks to fix his life.

*Now, Kilo point remains*

Hank put the truck in park. He needed to take his anger out on something. He still had much anger from his time here on Kilo Point. He figured it would be as good a place as any to set off the nuke. No one was around, and it only carried bad memories. Hank thought of the Irony of the situation, the last person who tried to set off this same bomb had died along with about a dozen others. Now he was here setting it off when he was the one to stop it all those years ago, though now it ws in the form of an I.E.D. instead of a missile.

@Remipa Awesome
Hanks phone rang. The Foreman.

"Hank? Tony called me. Are you alright? Are you still in Oklahoma? ... I'm in Kilo Point."

Adam rubbed his chest as Mithias made a speedy departure from his sight. He looked down at the card with Mithias's number on it and smiled. He now had him under his thumb - the benefits of carrying pure aristocrat blood in his veins, he was irresistible. Adam then straightened himself up and left the room, and calling his pilot to ensure a quick journey back home.

@2b3heart "You had a room? I imagined more of a dungeon chained to a wall kinda thing.." Blood said, mostly to himself. They reached the elevator shortly after he spoke, he turned and waited for Silver to catch up and get in. Pressing one of the buttons near the middle the elevator whirred to life, it was one of those fast elevators with glass to look out of instead of those boring metal ones.

"This is..well..various locations of the base." Blood said, stretching his arm out and around. "Big as hell, would get lost if there weren't signs on every floor tellin' ya where to go."

The elevator eventually stopped and dinged, Blood stepped out. He pointed to the left "Sick bay is that way, get shot up, cut up, or fucked up on mexican tuesday in the mess hall, head there and they'll fix ya up."

He pointed to the right, "Barracks, armory, and engineering slash repairs is that way. That's where we're headed"

He began walking "Gus is the repair-man, armor breaks, he fixes it. Nice man, not all there, but hell who is these days?"

@Shikaru@2b3heart

A 'man' with a hoodie and two swords, shades, and a cellphone to his ear was walking down the same hall as Blood and Silver. With the phone still to his head, he stopped and made a "wtf?" expression at the other two.

Hank Miller
12 years ago, New York City

Hank walked up to an apartment in a suit and tie. He was wearing jeans but he didn't have money for real dress pants. He had spent his remaining funds on some flowers and a Ring. He was going to propose to Sarah tonight, they had been dating since he got out of Juvy three years ago. He had to do this tonight though, his unit was getting deployed in two days.

Hank was about to knock when he heard the scream from Sarah's father, Hank's lawyer. "Don't you talk to me like that little girl!" Hank heard a thud from the door. Hank forced open the door to find Sarah on the ground, her father standing over her, his fist had blood on it. "Hank, get out of here, now." Sarah's father told him. "Now! Unless you want to land up behind bars again?" He was drunk, anyone could tell that. Though Hank had locked eyes with Sarah, she was scared, her face was bloody. She mouthed 'Help me'.

Hank looked back at Sarah's dad. "Now!" Hank slowly turned around and started to walk. "Hank... Please come b--" "Thud!" "Shut up!" Sarah's father screamed. Hank could hear her crying, he let go of the door and walked back in. Sarah's dad looked back at Hank "What the fuck do you think you're doing kid?" He spoke. "Leave... leave her alone." Hank stuttered, but he was determined to help her. "And what are you going to do? You can't do shit, you're still on probation. Now leave or you're next."

He turned Back to Sarah who had stood up to run to her room. "Get back here!" her father screamed. By the time her father caught up to her he froze, Hank turned him around with a bloody pocket knife in his hands. He kicked the man down and jumped on top of him, stabbing him over and over. "You enjoy this!? You enjoy peoples pain!?" He kept stabbing the man in the chest over and over until their was more blood on the two then surface for it to be on.

Hank stood up, the bloody knife in hand. Sarah was scared, not scared of her dad, scared of Hank. "I'm... I'm so--" "GET AWAY FROM ME!" Sarah screamed as she ran from the apartment. Hank was now alone, standing over the corpse of the only person stupid enough to defend him.

Now, Kilo Point ruins
Hank grabbed his phone, not many people had his number, even fewer knew who's number it was. Hank picked it up, it was Mithias. "I'm fine, just blowing off some steam. Though you may want to get out of Kilo point, I have Fergus's old toy in the back of Tony's truck here." He laughed a bit.

Hank put the phone on speaker as he kept working. "This this doesn't have the same kick it use to but it will still level what ever's left of this shit hole." he took the tarp off the back and started to set the device.