"Well, it was sort of like that. I had a collar, that kept me in there. I had books and a bed, but they would often be taken away because I would tear them up. I belong in a dungeon, though."

Silver put her face up against the glass, looking around. She tapped on the glass, but accidentally cracked it. Quickly she followed Blood before he would notice. Holding her hand behind her back, Silver looked around at the signs and doors.

"The repair-man? Sounds interesting."

She looked up at the man, noticing his expression. She growled at him, thinking he was asserting dominance at her.

"Hank..." Mithias's brow furrowed concernedly as he watched the gigantic Blood and tiny Silver approach him in the hallway. The monstrous one with the sword arm seemed to grin at him in a sadistic fashion, and Mithias prepared inwardly for some kind of cheapshot attack. he tried to continue with a semi-hushed voice. "Fergus? Hank, you're having one of those moments again. Didn't I tell you a vampire's emotions can be extreme? We talked about this. You can't act on it. Look, don't blow up the city. There's no point in that." Damnit, where the hell had those two chicks that shot him ten years ago gone? Mithias hadn't yet read the message from the director of project freelance. "Hank, listen to me. I made you, and I didn't do it planning for you to be a monster. ... Wait for me."

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"Nah, if they haven't put me in a dungeon by now, you don't belong in one." Blood replied, laughing. Eventually, a man in a hoodie appeared staring at them like they were a freakshow rolling into town and he was 5 years old.

Silver growled, Blood instinctively moved in front of her, glance behind his shoulder and shook his head. If this was another one of those infiltrating jackasses casually fucking strolling around and the rest were too stupid to capture him Blood was gunna rip him to shreds.

"Your expression is as if you've never seen an abomination before in your life, mine is if 'Who the fuck are you, you have all of 30 seconds to explain who you are before I rip your spine out'" Blood said, smirking. "Either my colleagues are too stupid to stop you, or they haven't found you yet. On the very off chance you were let in, which was it?"

"Your expression is as if you've never seen an abomination before in your life, mine is if 'Who the fuck are you, you have all of 30 seconds to explain who you are before I rip your spine out!'"

Hank probably heard that.

Mithias finished his call with his beloved son. "Gotta go."

Mithias stowed the phone and pulled down his shades slightly. "The name is Mithias. I am with Katya, and I was just showing myself out."

Tony Moore & Hank Miller
Tony made it almost thirty miles before he realized that he wasn't catching up to Hank on a bike. He was forced to take a bus and repetitively flash his badge when people asked about the rifle. When he got close to Kilo Point where the GPS told him the truck was he got off the bike and grabbed the rifle. He was scared of Hank, and Hank was in an unpredictable state of mind.

Tony could see the truck, and Hank standing next to it. He ran up to Hank but stopped about ten yards away when he saw what was in his hand. Hank was flipping a switch cover back and forward on a small improvised remote. "Hank?" Tony help the rifle tight, he knew the two were friends but Hank... He knew his past.

Hank looked over to Tony and smiled. "Hey man! You come to watch?" He pointed at the Nuke behind him. Tony had a look of concern at his friend. "What do you think you're doing Hank?"

Hank eyed the rifle in Tony's hand. "A rifle like that doesn't have a lot of stopping power behind it, though it shouldn't as long as the silver bullet hits it mark." Tony repeated the questions. "What the hell are you doing Hank." Hank stopped smiling.

Hank kept messing with the remote. "Getting over some bad memories. Best way I see to do it is to wipe out any reminders of the worst times." Tony was speechless, though he didn't have to speak for Hank to know what he was thinking. "I killed twelve people here Tony. Not just random people, soldiers like us, who do all the dirty work and take all the blame for it." Hank could hear how scared Tony was to, but he refused to leave.

Tony finally got the words to speak. "So you are going to blast a fucking nuke off to solve you problems? What the hell man?! What are you thinking?!" Hank moved faster then Tony could even think and was standing only inches from Tony's face. "I'm thinking that I have a problem to fix and you're getting in the way of that."

Tony held the rifle, but with Hank as close as he was no way he could get it between them. "So you going to shoot me now? You want to kill me? Is that it?" Tony panicked. "No! I don't want to kill any one, you just need to-"

"LIAR! Do not fucking lie to me! Understand!?" Tony was silent, he was scared. Hank was reading his thoughts, he tried to think of something to calm Hank down, he was too panicked to do much though.

Silver stayed quiet. He smelled like a vampire and she didn't want to mess with that right now. She also didn't want to cause a big mess out of this. Better let Blood handle this, she thought. This was his territory, not hers.

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Blood glared at the arrogance the vampire in front of him was portraying, yet was intrigued on how he knew Carolina's name. He grunted before speaking "Hold on..". Balancing the helmet by holding it on his side between his arm he manually turned comms on by pressing two fingers to an ear piece, "Carolina, I got a guy up here..Mithias..says he's with you? Confirm before I kill him would ya?"

Mithias replaced his shades, folded his arms, and tapped his foot. If he had a watch, he would have checked it. "If you wouldn't mind, please also tell her that I need to borrow some equipment. Oh, and until further notice, don't go above ground. My son is in possession of a nuclear weapon and may blow up the entire city. I am going to have a talk with him."

Hank & Tony

A man came up well Tony and Hank were... Talking. Though that may have saved Tony's life. Hank turned over to Vad. "Who are you? You here to watch the fireworks too?" He snapped over to Tony. "Shut up. Got it?" Tony remained quiet. Hank turned his attention back to Vad. "So what's up?" Hank replied as if everything was normal.

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"He also said he needs to borro..." Blood trailed off mid sentence, returning Mithias' 'wtf' look from earlier. "A...fucking nuclear bomb is above us? You're fucking kidding, right? A god damned Nuke?!" Blood shouted, "Excellent parenting skills, really. You beat him when he was bad or something? Make fun of him for getting beat up? Didn't let him stay up till 12 when he wanted to one time? Fucking father of the year.."

Resuming comms Blood shouted, "All fucking units, we got a Nuke top-side thanks to our guests little brat throwing a tantrum or something hell if I know. Get up there and fix that shit, ASAP. No clue where he's located. Just get it done."

"Alaska mithias is with me. And as for the bomb... well confronting the kid will make things worse. Plus i trust mithias to get things done." She started to sharpen her blade on her bed before she remembered something "Alasaka. One more thing. Doc wants to speak to you. Something about your physical and emotional health"

No answer. That was expected. Driving down the street, a weird transmission appeared through her phone. Changing her gps directions to another place nearby. How odd, was it the crusaders trying to trap her? Only oneway to find out.

(Pulls up at freelancer hq)
Chantelle jumped out of the car and peered around before the gps transmission deleted itself.
"Odd. Hello?"
She spoke softly, pulling her hood up, ready to pounce if she got attacked.

A woman walked out of the office over to chantelle "hello madam are you Lost" She asked

Chantelle looked up, her eyes bright red and sinister
"Gps transmission, some reason brought me here. Oddly after the crusaders tried to kill me"
She looked around and her fangs came out, a sinister smile on her face.
"Tell me, this isnt some foolish plan to kill me is it? Because that would be the deathof many"

"Umm miss i just work at that gas station over there " she said pointing to the gas station. unbeknownst to Chantelle was that inside there was an Elevator that takes you six miles under Kilopoint to the Freelancer HQ

Chantelle retracted her fangs and pulled her hood down, her eyes returning blue and red. Looking over at the gas station, she turned to the woman and smiled.
"Ok, well your 'gas station' seems to be sending weird gps transmissions."
With a seductive grin she looked into the womans eyes and began to compell her.
"Tell me, what else is hidden inyour gas station? Is it purge controlled?"

"no. the Purge are not welcome here. as for hiding anything. we hide our Low Low Gas prices" she chuckled

The compulsion didnt work, how odd. Chantelle tried again, looking her deep in the eyes.
"Are you sure? Nothing to hide?"