The city of FortSmith was a small city, home to some of the best Smith Stores and Smith Forges of the land.
This was lucky for the Hunters, they could get all their Silver and weapons from them, almost without charge, with the promise of hunting down any sort of Unknown around the parts; even if they were harmless and out of the way.

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A figure sat in a cafe, luckily for them is was one of the only Cafe's that allowed her kind.
It was run by a young male half-Fae, who made sure not to let the Hunters learn about his patrons. A server came over and placed down the figures drink and sandwich, moving to grab the number on the table before they walked off.

The figure strayed their deep red eyes to outside the window; they moved their hand to grab the drink and sipped on the straw, tasting the Coconut water drink against her tongue and back of throat.
The Young-Looking female Vampire was very thankful that the owner had designed this drink for her kind; Coconut Water was almost a perfect Blood substitute, of course she would have to feed here and there, but as long as she didn't strain herself, it did it's job.

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A pair of fully cladded Hunters waited outside of a hotel, they were stationed there to meet this... Potential Mercenary to make a contract with them, as the Leader had mentioned to both the Hunter, and a Note to the Merc as well.

FortSmith... didn't think I would be back this soon.

It was a normal day for the city. The sky was a clear blue, gray clouds of smoke rose up from many buildings, and the streets were as noisy and busy as ever. In one of the forge districts, a figure could be seen moving among the crowd. The figure, covered by a dark cloak and clad head to toe in armor, would have stood out like a sore thumb if the area wasn't filled with other Hunters. Many of them were here for supplies, but even more sought out prey. Hunting down Unknowns was quite popular here, for obvious reasons.

The figure continued to dart through the ground, attracting a few whispers here and there from curious bystanders. Of course, he didn't really care about what they had to say, he only cared about his own business. Someone had contacted him for a job, and this city was the meeting place. His client had contacted him anonymously, and instructed him to meet with his representatives here. Of course, he had the obvious suspicions. The client seemed sketchy, and FortSmith was quite far from his "home base", but the reward was high, too high to pass up. After several minutes, he had finally arrived at the designated meeting place. It was a local hotel, located where there was little to no bystanders or potential witnesses. The pair of hunters waiting there would then spot the figure as he approached them and asked: "Are you the Hunters?"

Vex watched the people outside, absentmindedly eating the sandwich.
Her eyes caught the new Wanderer of the city, he stood out like a sore thumb; he had an air about him, something was different.
She finished her drink and continued her food quietly, each bite making sure not to show her fangs.

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The Pair of Hunters looked at each other before they looked at the Merc in armour.
"You the new Merc'?" One of them asked while the other one pulled out a phone and started to text someone.
Not a second later they got a reply.
"That's the one." The second Hunter one, their voice feminine, "The Boss is upstairs, just go in and ask for the Top room. They'll know what you mean."

The mercenary replied with a simple nod before walking past the pair and into the hotel. After making his way to the receptionist's counter, he asked for the Top room, to which she replied by calling in one of the hotel staff to escort him to the room. His suspicions were starting to clear up, but he couldn't be all too trusting yet. You never know what might happen, and you can never let your guard down, no matter where you are. The staff member then led him to the specified room before leaving the armored man to his own business. He waited several moments to check if the coast was clear before knocking on the door thrice.

There was silence after the knock at first, before a females voice echoed from behind the door, powerful yet dark.
"Come in." She spoke, the door creaking open on its own.

As the door opened, a tall, slender female sitting on top of the desk in the middle of the room, a large window overlooking the city.
"Ah, so this is what you look like." Her amber eyes looking over the Mercenary before they narrowed at his eye visor. "I hope you are strong. We need you to do a... big task for us."

Pushing open the door, the mercenary stepped inside the room to see his client. The woman carried an air of mystery around her, not unlike his own. He entered the room, walking closer towards the woman until he stopped a few feet from the desk. She had her gaze pointed at him, she would have been staring straight into his eyes if the heavily tinted visor wasn't in the way. He stayed silent until she finished talking, to which he then replied in a straight voice: "What's the job?"

The edges of the womans lips curled, she slipped slowly off the desk and stood in front of him, her arms crossed.
"Straight to the point." She started with a grin, "I like those kind of Men." She took a step and circled around the Mercenary; taking in his armour and the general shape of his body. "I need you to slay a powerful Vampire for me. She's been a nuisance and a thorn in my side for too long."

The woman paused slightly; her back facing the Merc, care he couldn't see her smirk to herself before she continued, "There has been talk she has been conspiring with a Lich. Causing too much struggle for the hunters to protect the human race. I need you to take them both down."

The mercenary stood there, unmoving. He gave no attention to the woman's comments and gestures, he simply listened. As the word "vampire" escaped her mouth, his mind started to plan out potential situations. The mercenary had heard that nearly all of the vampires were wiped out, and killing the remnants of a species was never just an easy task. They were the ones who had the greatest will to survive, they would run, hide, or fight to their end, eager to keep on living. He would know, he did hunt others like the vampire... in another world.

Then his client mentioned a lich. From what he has heard, they were powerful entities with control over the undead. It wasn't something he had much experience in, to be honest. This would prove a more difficult job than he had anticipated, but it was still a job, a job that he still thought he could accomplish. He then replied, now with a tiny hint of more enthusiasm in his voice, "And what is the reward?"

The woman turned to her desk quietly, clicking a button as it seemed to jutter open with a small hissing sound.
The top of the desk opened up- showing a small array of slightly futuristic weaponry, all different from the ones the Mercs dimension.
"All of this." She gestured to the weaponry before she smiled more, "And a handsome sum of 1k platinum coins."

The mercenary's eyes went wide under his helmet as the desk opened up to reveal its hidden cache of weapons. To be honest, he did not anticipate that his client would possess tech like this. The weapons look strangely familiar, almost like the weapons from his dimension, but are also noticeably different. He picked up one of the weapons, a futuristic-looking rifle, and examined it. After a few moments, he turned to face the woman, "Who are you, and how did you get these?"

The woman only smiled, a large smile, but not large enough her teeth.
"I am a friend." She said, "You need not know my name. My title is 'The Master', I have my ways of getting this technology. You are not the only one with a secret Mercy Boy."

She walked behind him to stand in front of the door, "Well?" She asked with a grin, "Do we have a deal?" She asked with another smirk.

The woman's answer did not please the mercenary. Clients who would withhold even basic info was not something he especially liked. Regardless, he had worked for people like this before, and most of the time, they kept their end of the bargain. Additionally, the technology was too good to pass up. It was advanced, perhaps even advanced enough to help him find a way... home.

He turned around to face The Master before saying, "One-third of the payment to be transferred to my account up front, two-thirds upon completion, then we have a deal.

The woman seemed to pull a phone up out of her pocket and moved to tap three times before she looked back at the Mercenary, offering her hand as she put her phone away,
"All done and dusted." She said with a raised eyebrow.

Vex had finished her food and drink at this moment. She stood up and moved over towards the door, freezing up as she saw more hunters walking down the street. She flinched and pulled her hood up over her head before she moved outwards.
Keep low. Keep calm. She thought to herself.

The armored man tapped into his account through his helmet's HUD to check if the funds had actually been transferred. Fortunately, the funds had indeed been transferred, along with some additional info on his vampire target. He eyed his client for a moment as she offered her hand, before responding with a firm grip of his own. He then walked past her as he reviewed the details of his prey through his HUD. A young girl with pale skin, and brown hair with a grey streak running down the side.

As he stepped out of the hotel and into the street, the mercenary started taking note of everyone he saw. Anyone that matched any of the physical descriptions in any way was a possible lead. It wasn't until he passed a nearby cafe that he saw someone who matched the given height and also wore a cloak that concealed most of their features. He would start following the figure, taking care not to lose them in the crowd.

The woman smiled when he shook her hand and left. She moved to her desk, everything tucking itself away again before she sighed, sitting back on her desk as she pulled out a small hand held mirror to check if she got any of her lipstick on her sharpened teeth.
"Humans are so... gullible," She said to herself before she closed her mirror and looked out across the city. "Don't worry Vex, it won't take long for him to find you."

Vex felt someone following her, but she had a feeling it wasn't the Hunters; they make more of a flashy chase when it came to her kind.
She got to a crowd of people and tried to slink through, moving into an alleyway as soon as she could.

She breathed in slowly, but her running away wasn't over yet. She stepped along the alleyway quietly, feeling her feet hit the ground and tried to stay as silent as possible.
She turned into a more hidden alleyway and slipped behind a dumpster and crouched in the shadows. She steeled herself, waiting and watching the shadows in front of her.

As the mercenary followed his target through the street, the target attempted to disappear by slipping into the crowd. He sped up, trying to stay on the trail. However, he started having difficulty as the figure became harder and harder to track as it further blended into the crowd. The mercenary tried to use his helmet's scanners to look for thermal signatures, but to no avail. He eventually reached the end of the crowd, but by then he had lost visual on the figure.

There were two possibilities, either she proceeded through the main road without the crowd for cover, or she hid in one of the alleyways in an attempt to elude him. Taking both scenarios into consideration, he eventually decided to sweep the nearby area first before moving towards another area, as he was more likely to catch her here. The mercenary turned to move into an alleyway, which was empty, save for some trash and a dumpster. His instincts told him something was here, and braced himself for enemy contact, readying his weapons.

If she had a heartbeat it would be racing. Vex waited patiently, she wasn't sure how she was going to fight back... she had cornered herself, which in her panic to get somewhere safe, she didn't realise.
"Breathe..." she whispered silently to herself; she waited for her assailant to get close to her.

She took a chance, darting out from beside the dumpster before attempting to run past the Mercenary. She was almost past him before she tripped and slammed herself into the ground with a loud thud.
"Ow." She mumbled as she started to pull herself up, seeing a trail of slightly darker crimson blood trickle down her arm. "Fuck."

As the mercenary slowly moved further into the alleyway, the cloaked figure suddenly darted out from a dumpster in front of him before tripping and falling, ruining any chance it had of escape. The figure would then hear a gun click as she would look up to see the barrel of an assault rifle pointed at their head, with the armored man holding said gun. "Don't move." the mercenary said in a cold voice as he pulled off the figure's hood to reveal a girl that matched the description of his target perfectly. The job did want her dead, but the job also mentioned that she was working with a lich, a lich that he didn't have any information on. Perhaps she could give him some intel on the lich if she was convinced.

Vex froze when she saw the gun barrel; this was much different than the steel or silver sword that the Hunters would use.
She swallowed slowly but complied, she didn't want to speak or move. Her eyes watched the visor quietly, she steeled herself for a moment.

"I would like to stand up." She said, her voice not shaky, "I won't run, I won't fight. Don't harm me and I won't harm you."
She was surprised the figure didn't try to finish the job straight away; but that always meant there was a kick to it. What did the man want; Why was he not attacking her straight away.

The armored man let the girl speak before replying, "Get up and turn around. Slowly." He would then use a pair of handcuffs on the girl if she did follow his instructions, rendering her relatively harmless. The mercenary then noticed the blood trickling down her arm. "And cover up that wound of yours, it's messy."He still couldn't let his guard down however, he didn't know what capabilities this girl had, or what she could do. Vampires weren't all that common after all.