Alex looked around, a growl escaped his lips. Smelling the scent that led out of the building, he followed it his paws not making a sound on the ground. Getting to the other building itself, they were idiots not covering there scent. Grabbing his daggers. From the sheaths, throwing the knife at the guard in front if the building. He knew he was dead before he hit the ground. Grabbing the knife, his brothers flanking him.
Getting against the wall, taking out any resistance they got. Holding up his hand, before nodding. Seeing two figures outside the basement door, throwing his knife stunning one as Jake went in for the kill. The vampire was on him, growling punching him in the face before his knife was in the vamps chest. Kicking the door open, a growl escaped his lips seeing Crimsons bruised and bloodied form.