@King Tai
Vladimir watches the swipe and moves. Just enough to not allow himself to get too horrific wounds, but enough that his shirt rips and elliot will get the lovely feeling of his claws going through wax. On the surface his skin feels normal, but when he is cut it feels like they are attacking wax...its usually not pleasant. On top of that hardly any fluid exits the wound. A fain barely there trickle of old looking blood oozes out with almost lazy speeds. Vladimir then stands where he is before taking off the ruined shirt. beneath the shirt the hidden muscles are exposed. A six pack along with almost etched lean muscle. His arms cross once again as he stands there. "Your choice, clam down now or I will actually start fighting" A faint almost spider like noise is heard as his wound heals up. Really, he isn't pleasant to fight mainly because of how unsatisfactory damaging him is. That and unless the person fighting him has his weakness on hand, he heals oddly fast. As if the fake blood he has made slightly increased his healing factor. Probably also why he feels like wax.

@King Tai ((It'll work. I think I got enough to go on))

After an hour or two of much needed sleep, the youngling’s eyes fluttered open softly, awaking to discover the bed feeling a tad...empty. "Mistress?" Wearily, she turned to the right side of the bed, finding it abandoned, the covers peeled back. Where is she? Camille pondered crawling out of bed, still undressed and standing nervously chewing on her bottom lip and glancing around.

The woman's silk robe she had picked up on their trip to Japan a few years ago was missing from the dresser, where it always hung precariously. That alone was evidence enough that Rebecca had gone somewhere, but where? And why on earth did she leave her darling Camille behind? A sickening sensation overcame her gut, her palms beginning to glisten with a chilling nervous sweat. Camille, she was afraid, dreading that something may have happened to her beloved Mistress, or could be happening now. Several horrible depictions of grotesque and depraved imaginings assaulted her mind all at once. "No, no that couldn't have happened to her! I-I have to find her!" Camille quickly dressed in her pajamas, a simple long gray night shirt with a pink kitten on the front and the Japanese kanji for love written on it, and raced towards the door, throwing it open with all her might.

But before her, blocking her only exit, stood a stern, stout looking man glaring her dead in the eyes over his thick black shades, his muscular arms crossed and his body like a brick wall...a brick wall Camille would tear down if he didn't get out of the way.

"Where do you think you're going, you little runt?" He snarled, his voice husky and authoritative. Camille noticed under his jacket was a holstered Glock 19 and a taser. And just the man alone was intimidating somewhat, but shot or zapped, Camille wasn't going down without a fight. "Get out of my way, jerkface!" She yelped, sounding more as a yappy chihuahua compared to this growling doberman of an agent. "I'm going to look for my Mistress."

"Heh, you ain't the only one." He snorted, Camille gasping as her eyes widened, the color nearly fading from her face. "And once we find that bitch, Stone's gonna roast her alive! You'll be next, unless you get back in that room like you were ordered to, you snot nosed carpet muncher!" Dammit...the lockdown. How could Camille forget. It just went to show they weren't valuable at all to this crooked agency, they were just prisoners, slaves. Tightly the youth clenched her fists, her fangs bared and elongating, her eyes....now like those of a feral cat, gleaming with the thrill of the attack. "If you don't get out of my way, asshole, you're gonna be sorry."

The agent laughed, cracking his knuckles as well in anticipation for the fight, an easy win it would be against this pipsqueak, or so he thought, "Oh yeah, ankle biter? And what are you gonna do? Nibble on me like your bitch's cunt?"

The insults, the slurs...she's had it with him.

Camille was gonna show him just what she was capable of. "HIYAAA!!" She reared back her tiny fist, and like a blast from a shotgun it barreled into the man's groin, forcing from him a deep, painful grunt as he fell to his knees clenching his bruised and battered manhood. Then with a swift rise of her leg, she followed it up with a roundhouse kick to his face, knocking him to the ground out cold. Even shattering his nice shades for a bit of insult. "Hmph! Take that you dickwad!"

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Now to find Rebecca! Camille scurried away from the unconscious man and down the halls, uncertain of where her Mistress was within this convoluted maze of steel and concrete, but sure that she would find her before Stone's men did. Please be safe, Mistress! I don't know what I'd do without you! Down the corridor she kept running, even if she didn't know where she was going, but the path she followed seemed to be leading her in the right direction.

Rounding a corner, she could catch it upon her tiny nostrils, the unmistakable scent of her Rebecca, a pungent yet sweet concoction of perfume, blood, and wine. She was close, but where? Her eyes darted around frantically, her heart pounding rapidly against her ribcage as she panted clasping her hand over her chest.

Then, Camille overheard two of the agents talking, quickly hugging the wall for fear of being spotted. One she had recognized as Monroe, Abigail Monroe, a serious looking woman in a black suit, matching the rest of her fellow agents. Camille wasn't too keen with her, but Rebecca seemed to be on friendly terms with the woman, seeing as she was the only agent Camille's Mistress hadn't pissed off with her antics. Carefully, the girl peeked her head around the corner, eavesdropping.

Hm? agent...Bronson?...you look a bit troubled...

"Well what do you think, Monroe? There's been a security breach. Someone's accessed the main terminal room and Agent Lebowitz is missing! If you ask me, it has to be those damn vampires! I knew they were up to no good the moment I saw them! We should've staked 'em both when we had the chance!"

At the mention of staking and vampires Camille had to stifle hastily a frightened gasp before it escaped her lips, clapping her hand over her mouth and pulling back. N-no! Mistress! What are you doing? You're gonna get killed!

Whatever she was up to, Rebecca, it had to be something to do with Stone. That's the only thing Camille could suspect it being, the motive behind her Mistress' reckless endeavor, albeit the woman usually thinking things through other than working on just a whim. Either way, her beloved was in grave danger. It was only a matter of time before they got that door open...and Rebecca's life was forfeit.

I have to warn her, somehow! Oh...Rebecca...please don't die! It would be a stretch what she was about to perform, never having attempted such herself, but...these were desperate times.

Meanwhile only two bodies were in the terminal room, one dead and bleeding still from two gaping holes in his neck, the other resting against the wall behind a large processing unit that clicked, beeped and sputtered as it processed seemingly endless strands of classified data, data the woman was trying to get her filthy hands on, but damned she be if that cunt Stone wasn't five steps ahead of her already. Rebecca sighed, lowering her face into the palm of her hand, a small, audible slap sounding amidst another gruff heated breath of air. And so here it ends... Bitterly she pondered. Trapped in a room half naked and sitting next to a decomposing corpse while I'm covered in his blood. Can't say this is the first time this has happened. She smirked at that last bit. A spot of gallows humor before her assured demise. I just hope that Stone is lenient enough to give me my last rites. A bottle of imported Italian wine would be splendid before a slow, torturous death.

No way out it appeared, just through one exit, the door at the far end of the room, and behind that possibly were agents locked and loaded to pump her full of bullets...as much as that would do to her other than rile her into a bloody, slaughtering frenzy before the killing blow came from undoubtedly Stone himself. She only needed to wait for the door to burst open and agents to come pouring in to take her down.

....but fate would not have it so, as...a familiar voice had entered her ears, as if from nowhere.

Mistress? Mistress, can you hear me? It's me, Camille!

Camille? Darling? Rebecca perked up, realizing her sweetheart was communicating with her through her special gift, but...she had never thought it could reach through solid structures. Either way, she answered back, the voice she projected stern but soft towards her thrall, What are you doing out of bed, my love? Go back. It's too dangerous.

No! Sharply Camille interjected, surprising Rebecca. I'm not leaving you, Rebecca! I'm getting you out of there! Even more surprising that for once Camille called her by her name. Her sweetie was deeply concerned, that much the woman could tell, but still she ordered to Camille arguing, I will be just fine, sweetheart, but if you end up hurt, God only knows what I will do to Stone and his cronies. Please, for me, you have to go back!

But again Camille fired back, No dammit! And that's final! I'm not leaving you to die, Mistress!

Rebecca, though she sighed bothersome and shook her head, a small smile crept across her lips. Camille, so willing to risk her life for the very woman she loved. Rebecca had no choice but to agree. Alright Camille, but I'm going to punish you later for not listening to me. See if you can distract the agents outside the door while I look for another way out. There should be a ventilation duct or something I missed earlier. If I'm not mistaken, one of those agents I overheard is Monroe. I don't think she will harm you, my love, but the other agents...I'm not so sure. That last prospect had her worried, but she dismissed the thought with a shake. Be careful, Camille. I love you.

I love you too, Mistress. See you soon!

And with that, their conversation ended, Camille now thinking of a way to grab the agents' attention. Surely they just suspected Rebecca was trapped in the room, which was correct, but they didn't know that. And...that was the woman they were looking for after all. An idea soon popped into her head, daring...but it should work.

"Okay...here goes..." A deep breath...and then, "AGENT MONROE! AGENT MONROE, HURRY! REBECCA WENT THIS WAY! WE HAVE TO CATCH HER!" The girl darted from behind the wall screaming in feigned terror and dismay, grabbing the other woman by her hand and tugging her in a direction opposite the room, all the while resuming communication with the woman trapped in there, Okay Mistress! Hurry and find a way out!

Rebecca nodded upon hearing the message and snapped to it, jumping to her feet and scanning every inch of the room. Come on, come on dammit! There has to be some way out of this death trap! Skimming the ceiling, a glint of silver caught her eyes. Aha! Found you! A confident sneer she gave upon viewing it, the grate over a ceiling duct, but only one problem. Now how do I get to it. There was a chair in the room, but it was too flimsy for even her to stand on. She could try moving one of the processors over towards it, but...that would make it far too obvious she escaped through way of the ceiling vent. Ugh! I've not much time! Think, Rebecca!

@King Tai @Kurai Assassin
Jun looked over at the woman Director Stone mentioned. Being assigned a partner, was an idea Jun wasn't fond of. He turned back to Stone as he asked if Jun had anything for him. "There might be a thing or two actually. You see, I usually work alone, only asking for a favor sometimes and I would prefer to keep it that way. Second, I am very well capable of taking care of myself. Besides that, there isn't much I can offer you for now... except a smoke, if you're fine with Marlboro."

@Bryn@Allie

Jen took a step back at the vampires words.
"I don't want to do this. But I have to," she said, her own claws sliding out, "Im sure if you come with me then we can sort this all out."
She knew that she couldn't beat one of the vampires, let alone two of them. So she had to try for the diplomatic approach.

@Carlsberg@Allie

Cadence narrowed her eyes at the girl and then snorted. "Fine. How about this," She paused. "You beat one of us, and we'll come with you." She crossed her arms, sizing the girl up. "And as a show of good favor, you can choose." Cadence did not dare look at Kaira, knowing this was completely out of the blue and slightly unnecessary. However, her vision was begging to swim and she swayed a bit.

@Bryn@Carlsberg

Kaira noticed the switch in her. She didn't let up that she was worried about her. Kaira hoped that if the girl chose to fight, she would pick her and not Cadence; she seemed much weaker than Cadence anyway, and she knew that herself. She would seem to be the girl's best chance of winning. Hopefully she would go for it.

@BlackPanther

Taking his first few swipes, and continuing at his attempts to do damage, Elliot could feel his was digging through flesh but, these attacks that were hitting, something felt odd. Stopping for a moment to see the damage he was able to cause even though it was not much, Elliot watched at Vlad took his shirt off and warned that the boy should calm down or the old hybrid would actually fight. Elliot was not intimidated but he knew he couldn't be careless. Technically, Vlad didn't bother attacking but his swift evasion and movements hinted that he had incredible mobility, speed, and more than likely a suppressed beast that could be unleashed with the right touch.

Elliot couldn't help but listen to the noise of Vlad's skin and wound closing which sounded disgusting. The healing was something that didn't surprise him but it was more of the speed it was healing. "The hell?...." he said "Looks like I'm going to have to tear him apart in order to stop you." he thought. Leaving was still not an option since he could still go after Jen. But even though he was talking tough, The unnerving look on Elliot's face showed that this Vlad guy was going to rip him to sheds and wipe his ass with his face if he was to get serious, almost as if he could feel his life force or overwhelming aura that could swallow him up. Trembling a little, he sort of calmed himself down when he noticed something.

Waiting for a moment, 3 wolves went for Vlad, tackling him from his left side, trying to defend Elliot, going for the biting and clawing so to end this fight as soon as possible for Elliot.

@Rusalka

Crossing her arms, Monroe listened to Bronson's claims to what have happened. To hear that it could be the vampires, she wouldn't put it pass them but unless there were proof, she didn't want to come to conclusions. Lebowitz in the past have had a history of dicking around when he should be working and for this to happen again, he could just be in the main computer trying to use video game emulators like before. There was only one way to find out. With a sigh The Vampires? Are you absolutely sure? They know full well what would happen if they breach security. Listen, I'll contact the security station and call the squad to meet here. If they are involved, they will be riddled with UV bullets even though I personally had a gal to gal talk with Rebecca about the consequences. And as far as Lebowitz goes, if he's the one in there trying to play super mario on the slide, he's fired. We're getting the door opened.

While talking to Bronson, Monroe readied her com link to reach the security station until....little Cammie came from around the corner, making Monroe dart her eyes over Cammie! What are you doing out of lockdown? you know you're not suppose to leave when- wait Rebecca? what is she doing out too? She asked being pulled the the young one Look...Cammie...Cammie stop...STOP! Monroe said stopping herself trying to get Cammie to talk to her Look Cammie, I have an issue I'm dealing with right now, I'll send agents with you to find her. Archer is more than capable of finding and catching her, ok? and....why is Agent Armstrong (The agent who was punched in the nuts by little Cammie) not with you? She asked while trying to look back at where agent Bronson was.

Look...if you excuse me Cammie...I need to call the Security station. lifting her arm up to speak into her wrist while looking at the young vampire Security Station, Security Station, this is Agent Monroe, do you copy? She asked wondering if anyone was at their post, otherwise, she'd have to go up there herself or at least have Bronson check.

@DiZL ReloadeD@Kurai Assassin

In Stone's mind, this was not a negotiation whether he wanted a partner or not, Stone needed to keep someone on him to make sure he wouldn't become a problem for his organization. he gave a simple "hmph" looking towards Katya "What do you think about that Agent Moreno?" he asked her and looked back at Jun "There's nothing wrong with a little back up son. And no thank you. I quit a long time ago and would rather not get back into the habit. But I want you to think about something. You know that I'm going to have to explain myself to your superior if something happens to you. I want to prevent that as much as possible. You're in my territory now so the responsibility of your safety is on my shoulders now and I do not want to lose anyone because they refuse the necessary help."

@King Tai
Vladimir gets tackled. Soon after that the biting and scratching begins. He feels his inner beast struggle more, his eyes starting to get a red hue. The sound of spiders becomes overwhelming as each wound they deal heals. Slowly, he stands through the biting and other damaging attacks they are trying to do to him. Once standing, it would appear that he is missing a few chunks here and there that are visibly healing, small trails of blood ooze flowing down from various places. He puts a hand up to his jaw and pops it back into place and lightly pats a pocket finding that he did not have any more blood on him. This means he has to force himself not to think about the food surrounding him. But then, one werewolf gets a hold of his hoop. He feels his head move with it. "Do not do tha-" The hoop gets ripped free from his ear and in that same moment the beast gets unleashed.

His skin becomes paler and harder, the bites now not affecting him. His canines all elongate and his mouth seems to get bigger. His eyes blaze a bright red glowing in the darkness. His ears become slightly pointed and his nails get small points. The beast roars, the roar ending with an unearthly shriek...as if the mash up of beings affected his vocal cords. His eyes snap to the one who had stolen his hoop and his hand shoots out grabbing the werewolf's hand and holding it up to his face like they weighed nothing. Then he squeezes feeling the bones in the wrist snap causing his hoop to fall to the ground. He then smiles...a smile so cruel...so inhuman it would cause any predator to run. In a swift motion the werewolf gets slammed on their back and their arm moved all the way back in the wrong direction, breaking it. The beast scoops up the hoop and rips open its own ear lobe and lets it heal around it. Once healed he swings looking at the other two and licking its lips. His one usually none visible eye glowing underneath his hair somehow making him more creepy. It slowly walks toward the other werewolves, deliberately slow, like a cat toying with mice or insects. The look in its eyes showing nothing but anger and hunger. The side of him he never wanted to unleash ever again...the side of him he barely has any control of...the reason he made the artificial blood other then not wanting to drain rabbits anymore.

@Bryn@Allie

Jen straightened up a little at that, thinking for a second.
"Fine," She said finally, "I'll fight you."
She pointed at Cadence grudgingly. She had just chosen the girl at random. She knew that she wouldn't stand a chance against either of them anyway, so it didn't matter which she chose.

@King Tai@DiZL ReloadeD
Katya sat forward and looked the detective dead in the eye "You know detective, its a wise move to make some friends in this god forsaken world we live in"

@King Tai @Kurai Assassin (sry for not posting in a while)
Jun just smirked at Stone when he turned down his offer, but it didn't last long. He realised that Stone wasn't one he could argue with. No matter how hard he tries, he would always come out on the short end. The inspector silently sat on his chair for a few moments when Stone finished his last sentence. Then he simply stood up and looked first at Katya, then the Director. "...Alright. I won't be able to change your mind anyway. So, do you have any suggestions where we should start with the investigation? Any files about the murders, suspects, indices, anything? I would prefer to get as much about this case as possible, before I go and reinvent the wheel." It was obvious that the Inspector wasn't happy with this decision but in order to prevent a scene like with the two women before, he had to accept getting a new 'Partner'.

@Bryn@Allie

Cadence bit back a grin and rolled her neck before taking off her earrings. "Fine." She had lost her shoes during the chase and her stockings were torn. To anyone else she would look like a trashed bar hooker trying to pick a fight as she swayed there on her feet. She was tall and athletically built, though not for strength but for speed. She raked back her curls and grinned. "After you."

@Bryn@Carlsberg

Kaira let out a little growl at the girl's choice, gnawing on the inside of her cheek so hard that her mouth pooled with blood. Her fingers twitched anxiously. She had thought that maybe the girl would pick her instead, since Kaira was weaker than Cadence, but she had chosen Cadence. Her eyes were glued to her indisposed friend in concern, no longer worried about the werewolf girl noticing her unease about the two of them sparring. If the girl hadn't already, she would find out as she fought her that Cadence wasn't exactly in her prime form. Kaira stood back and watched. She had faith that Cadence could still hold her own-she was a tough girl. Anything could happen though and she was ready to jump in if it was needed.

@BlackPanther

It was like watching clips from a horror film. Elliot stood there and watched for the time being not able to move as his back up showed to fight this guy who stopped him earlier. This was the time to assist Jen...this was the time to escape....this was a time to evade his brother who was more than likely on his way because of his howl. With these opportunities and motives, he could've made a break for it....but...he didn't. No, he stood right there frozen in place with a bit of fear, excitement, and the want of satisfaction of watching this fuck get dropped...if that was possible.

Quietly he watched as one of his help was taken down swiftly and easily as the other two watched and backed away until Elliot, telepathically signaled for them to attack, causing the two werewolves, who were originally going to back off because of instinct to snarl and rushed towards Vlad. One running on all fours while the other leaped into the air, diving towards Vlad ready to sink both claws and fangs into the hybrid as the one running on all fours were rushing to intentionally rip his legs apart.

Elliot was debating if he should jump in as well but upon thinking that, Elliot looked above to catch sight of 3 more wolves on top of the roof who with only a say so, would join the fray to stop Vlad and hopefully kill him. The two wolves were now close enough to make contact not realizing that with the tougher skin, this was going to be difficult breaking through and with all possibility, Vlad could be untouchable. Elliot watched closely for any sign of his guys having trouble so to call the other three down to assist.

Running from roof to roof, Elias went running trying to dodge the sight of any Caper that could be around as soon as he made it into their territory. He just hoped that Elliot was not dead already but he was going to kick his brother's ass if he was alive and well.

@Kurai Assassin@DiZL ReloadeD
(It's fine Diz)

Giving a slight nod and keeping a straight but satisfied expression, Stone reached over on his desk, looking through a couple folders until finding the file he was looking for "Yes I have info for you. I don't know if you've ever heard of these three families...Capers...Banes....Blackwoods. These families have their own businesses and well....you could say that these businesses may sound legit but I feel their are some behind the scenes stuff going on. But...that's not the issue. The issue have been murders...bloodshed. The heads of these families have been killed off and well employees and associates of these three families have been getting killed off lately...the streets have been quite rough and I feel things are going to get worse if we don't figure out who is causing this mischief. I feel there may be some terrorism going on...or they could have an enemy targeting them all...I have no clue...I just need you out there to find out what's going on behind the scenes. Katya may be able to take you places that have history of being the common murder spot." he mentioned before sending them off and then he thought of something.

"Thinking about another mission that I was assigning earlier, I think you should start off near the slums...there's a place called World's End....some bar Katya knows about...you can check that place out first and see what you can find out."

@King Tai
Vladimir watches the two wolves coming at him and waits. Once the one diving at him was close enough one large fist slams into the werewolf's neck crushing the windpipe with a sicking crunch sound. Then he leaps up and lands slamming himself into the other wolf's spine. Then he stands and picks up the wolf, his beastial self fully in control now. Which means he wants to feed. His upper canines seem to get longer, more sharp. Then....he rips out the wolf's throat and feeds. Blood going everywhere making this seem like a real life horror film. Now its more clear then ever why he was so good at his job....and why he always had such control. Because when he snaps...he becomes...a killing machine that just wants to consume. Once drained the dead wolf gets dropped and his head snaps up to the roof. He licks his blood stained lips before slowly looking back at elliot. His glowing red eyes boring straight into his, the dead wolf so drained nothing more came from it...the rest were thankfully passed out from the pain. The only way to win this...is to get him back to himself...because knowing what he did is enough.

@King Tai @Kurai Assassin
Finally he had a trace, the names of the families and a place to check out. Jun sighted, relieved to at least have something where he can start. "Capers, Banes, Blackwoods... No, I haven't heard about them yet." The inspector mumbled before he stood up from his chair. He didn't even pay attention to Katya, he was alright with it that she would accompany him, but he didn't consider her a partner. "Alright, I'll look into this. I am gonna report in as soon as I have something new." He saluted once more before he turned around and left the room, heading straight for the elevator he came from. Of course Katya was following him since they were a team. As they entered the elevator and the doors closed he finally spoke to her "Soo, what can you tell me about the families and this.. bar?"

@DiZL ReloadeD
Katya hated the cops attitude towards her, but atleast he'd finally agreed to let her tag along. "Ok, inspector lets just get one thing straight before we continue on. I do not take orders from you, suggestions maybe but not orders. if we were going by an measure of rank, i immediately out rank you, not only as a government agent but also as a soldier. now we have that out of the way, we have very little to go on when it comes to the families. Capers are pretty well off, they own most of the popular night clubs. Banes are also pretty wealthy, their bankers as far as we have gathered and then theres the Blackwoods, they own all the shitty bars and are in on the sex trade. As for the Bar. its called The Worlds End. pretty dark, Irish bar. best place in the city for drinks"

@King Tai

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Camille had did her part in distracting those nosy agents, but still Rebecca was perplexed beyond resolve to how she was going to reach the ventilation shaft, let alone making certain she left no trace of her existence within this very room.

One thing was certain, once she got out of here, alive and unscathed, she was going to find out what Morning Glory was. Keep them occupied, sweetie. It will be a while before I can make my escape.

Got it! Camille hastily replied via the telepathic bond. The blue haired girl, through spry and young, with vampiric blood coursing through her veins, her strength was fairly above the average of a mortal. She latched onto the arm of Monroe once more, tugging her incessantly like a child frantically searching for their lost parents, "But Agent Monroe! She won't listen to them! Rebecca will only listen to you! You have to come with me! We have to find her! Please! I don't want my Mistress getting hurt! Please Agent Monroe!" Tears, searing and hot, streamed from her eyes, eyes so filled with dread and worry to what may have befallen her dear Mistress, such an act she put on so flawlessly.

And such an act that kept the Agents befuddled as Rebecca once more turned her attention towards freedom from this infernal prison. Hmm....I guess I could try the chair. No sense in dismissing it all this time. It was rather rickety and unstable, but still a boost it might be to help her climb her way out.

A deep breath inhaled, Rebecca poised herself before setting her foot on the wobbly swivel chair, already a sense of unease creeping up her spine as it buckled and swayed under her weight. She managed to stand on it, though struggling to keep her balance as she reached above her head and carefully undid the latches on the vent cover. Once she had that out of the way, it was guaranteed smooth sailing from then on out....or so she thought.

"Alright. I sent an APB to Director Stone and all active agents. If anyone sees Rebecca, they're to subdue her immediately. No questions asked."

Looks like I won't be staying here long. Rebecca thought as she caught ear of the voice of the male agent outside. By now, she had slithered her way into the ventilation shaft. A tight fit, but enough space for ample movement through the miniature corridor of steel. With great caution she slipped the cover back onto the vent, making sure it wouldn't give way and fall to the floor with a resounding clatter. Then...begin the long trek, crawling on her hands and knees until she reached her cell...or somewhere close to that locale.

Camille, I'm in the vents now. Keep Agent Monroe distracted until I tell you so. Meet me back at our room.

Okay Mistress! They're looking for you now! They told Stone too! Camille answered frantically. How Rebecca could just feel the terror in the poor girl's heart. In fact...it made her frown somewhat having to put her little thrall through this tense ordeal.

I already know, sweetheart. She replied, the voice she projected assuring and comforting in tone to Camille. Don't worry. Once we rendezvous...we're leaving.

W-what?! Camille's reply an astounded squeak. B-b-but Mistress! Where will we go?! We'll be hunted by Stone forever! He won't stop till we're both dead!

Rebecca sighed. The repercussions of such an assertive action were indeed grim, but staying just as well at the facility would ultimately lead to the same fate...especially once that bald gas-bag discovered it was Rebecca who broke into his precious restricted records. I know! She returned sharply, albeit unhappy having to use such a manner with Camille. But if we stay here, we're dead too, Camille. Stone's nothing more than flesh and blood. He wouldn't last against a Nosferatu.

Or so Rebecca hoped that was the case....

@BlackPanther

Shit shit shit! Elliot thought to himself watching the last two who were closest to Elliot get crushed easily as well. What did you expect? They're taking on an Elder level hybrid...and elder in hybrid standards. Watching how the two was finished off, The other three werewolves who were standing above dropped down quickly to surround Vlad while he fed on the wolf as blood was splattered everywhere. It didn't matter how many Elliot could round up, all he'd be doing as adding more sacrificial lambs to the slaughter.

While being watched by Vlad, Elliot felt that he had no choice but to join with the help of the others who came down to surround Vlad. Elliot deep down knew he was going to die tonight but the fear caused him to smile and chuckle a little "Well well...looks like I'm going to have to put you down myself...if I die...so be it...but I'm giving you hell before I go...fellas...ATTA-"

BACK OFF ELLIOT!! a voice said a few meters behind Vlad while in the middle was Vlad with three werewolves surrounding him and then further away, Elliot. There was a man in a suit watching on and after surveying the scene, and the look of frustration planted on Elliot's face, he watched his brother Elias standing by calling for a cease fire. Elias switched his eyes over to Vlad in his transformed state. He could tell by the scent that it was Vlad but he's never seen him like this before What th- Vlad? that must be his transformed state....ugly as hell but with him in that form, this is extremely bad....Elliot what the hell did you do to make him go this far? I have no idea if Vlad will listen to reason but if we don't calm him, I don't think I can stop him alone...but...I have a last ditch weapon to fight him with. Elias was going to watch for a moment wondering if Vlad will stand down. Vlad....do you recognize me?

@DiZL ReloadeD@Kurai Assassin

Stone gave a nod to Jun as he watched the inspector and his Agent Katya leave. Stone for a moment didn't share all the information about the three families, being a bit vague with what to look for until he spoke to Katya's ear piece to "Katya...I need you to locate Ray "Wiseguy" Proctor...maybe he can give you a further lead since he has his operations all around and associate with the three families. If we find him...he may give us the answers we need and hopefully Jun can get to the bottom of this." he said before channeling out. Stone, after having his fair share of meetings, needed to get a break for a moment, he stood, placing his hands behind his back while heading to his door.

With all the was going on, the failed attempt to get Vlad on his side, having to deal with his vampire slave dyke bitches, Having an outside source help but needing to be careful not to make them the enemy, Not knowing who was the cause of the deaths of the heads of the three families, chaos that was about to break loose in the streets. Stone had to think about the report he would have to give to the council regarding his progress. It's stressful as it is but he didn't need anything else on his plate at the moment....that was until he got an APB about Rebecca and his blood pressure went up...yet again.

@Rusalka

Being interrupted and pulled a bit harder by Cammie, since she proved to be stronger for the fact that she's a Vamp...Monroe gave a sigh from the tears she saw on Cammie and rolled her eyes Alright Cammie, I'm coming with you to check it out. She said with a little irritation But I'd like for you to loosen your grip and let me walk under my own power. She responded to her while looking back at Bronson when he mentioned giving out the APB about Rebecca.

Shit, now that Stone was aware of the current situation, more than likely, Stone was going to bitch and moan towards Monroe to vent his frustrations out about his organization being too incompetent in keeping watch over two vampiric cunts, which Stone calls them. Yes Monroe did not really trust these girls but she was not as harsh as Stone.

Stone on the other hand...waiting in the elevator, the veins could be seen bulging in different spots on his head with aggravation as his night just could not go smoothly...I mean...does this bitch Rebecca simply live to piss him off? He wouldn't put it pass her since he was the one who caught her in the first place. Getting on his comlink, he contacted Monroe "Monroe.....what...he....fuck!?...." he said with intensity in his voice Sir, I'm on it as we speak. I'm with Cammie right now. She claims to know where she went raising an eyebrow. Cammie...working to help the others find Rebecca? why? Ever since Stone met Cammie, she have always been by her mistress's side...never to betray her. Why would she help in the search unless it was a set up? "Ok...stick with the girl...I'm sure Archer is on the hunt as well. and when you find her...don't kill and that goes for everyone...just restrain her and bring her to 'The Room' for questioning." he said Yes sir.. Monroe responded.

Stone already knew something was up. She left her cell....Stone never allowed her out the cell unless he called for her or she was allowed for recess. Hell...he didn't care of she had to take a shit outside her holding quarters, she was not allowed to leave under no circumstances and this have gave Stone a reason to punish her ass. He headed down so he could go to the Main computer so to make sure nothing was compromised. "Agent Archer....I hope you have your UV bullets ready....if you see Rebecca....I want you to riddle her legs up with them so bad that she will never walk again...and when you do that and she's shown not to walk...drag her ass to 'The Room'...."

@King Tai
Vlad growls at Elliot, his red eyes glowing with beastial instinct. That is, until Elias speaks up. His whole body whips around and a growl escapes him. A flicker of recognition flutters through those eyes, a sign that yes he can be calmed down. Now that the beast has fed he is slightly calmer. The heavy animalistic breathing has even calmed down....as if in an instant he went from wanting to tear everything to shreds to a calmer more sedated beast.
Vlad inhales the scent in, as if the beast side is trying to decide...but yet is not interested in fighting now. However, he does stand over his kill...animal instincts still there.