[IC] Blood Compact: Vampire Genocide

[thewizardguy]

@Remipa Awesome@Wraithblade6
Gabriel smiled, his smile only growing brighter as the glass shattered to pieces. "Oh my boy. So young, so naive." He waves his hand, and to Hank, the wall would transform into a map. It started as a map of the world, before zooming in on America. And yet somehow it managed to be a depiction of both at the same time. "We did all we could. Vampires were never welcome in public. And mind control is to be used sparingly, for there is nothing humans fear more than the deprivation of their free will. Should your grip slip, or should another notice, they would mobilise their entire army to hunt you down." Images floated past of vampires attempting to infiltrate SOLDIER. Several were in high positions, influencing the decisions of the leading members. And several were killed. "We forced a divide between SOLDIER and the Purge. When the Council first attacked, they broke down all communications. They destroyed the main power generators to spread fear, they annihilated a large number of SOLDIER outposts before the war even started in earnest. It was a good plan, executed almost flawlessly. The humans were panicked, surrounded, and millions were slaughtered."

"You ask how we lost the war. But you should already know. In part it was the Purge, SOLDIER's more effective counterpart. However, there was something far more deadly. For in our attack, we gave them an enemy. We presented a target, and they united against us. They came at us not with hundreds, not with thousands, but with millions. Hundreds of tanks rolled through the cities, entire areas were bombed to pieces to obliterate the vampire presence. It was a World War, but we were the only targets. Have you ever seen ten thousand men march in unison? Have you ever seen an army of vampires drop like flies, hit by so many bullets they were reduced to a red mist?"

Gabriel's map seemed to change. Hundreds of arrows, as the room seems to shake with the stamping of boots. Purge and SOLDIER united, USA and UN soldiers marching through Asia. An army of vampires charged a city, only to meet a hail of bombs. Hank suddenly realized the overwhelming advantage humanity held. There were a thousand humans for every vampire, a hundred million for every Oldblood. And now, their numbers had dwindled even further. Only a few million vampires remained on the planet, less than a tenth of the previous number. It had been a slaughter.

"Of course, we'll change everything this time. Magnus was a fool, as was Lady Mo. Both were mere warriors, charging into a battle they knew not how to win." Gabriel smiles, looking off into the distance. The illusion shimmered and disappeared, as he seemed to lose himself in thought. Then he snapped back to reality. "I have plans to make, and people to meet. You and Mithias are free to stay here as long as you wish. Of course, if you wish to join my efforts, then you must have more than mere strength." He winks at Hank, as Mithias has left the room. "Play along. Be an actor. The poor boy has the sensibilities of a human, ever the noble knight. However, there is a human organization I'm sure you could join. Freelance will allow vampire presences in their midst. Join their ranks, and betray them when the time comes."

He turns away, and Hank realizes he never really moved his mouth. The words he had spoken were a mental message, not meant for Mithias' ears. Nobody would know what was said between them that day. He spoke in his voice, before leaving. "There's an old friend of mine down at the hotel. You might want to go meet him. He's a real cheerful fellow, but make sure you crack the first joke. Breaks the ice, and he's a bit shy."

[Wraithblade6]

Inner monologue, own little world.

Alone on the balcony, Mithias was able to remove himself and take the time to regain his control in private. He mused.

Hank was not dead, yet he was not himself. Taking away his suffering had freed him, yet now he seemed so much like all the rest of the selfish and powercrazed vampires out there, superficial and shallow, heartless and unabashed. He was driven toward whatever interested him with the innocence and carelessness of a child, such a dangerous combination.

Mithias had killed vampires like that, and so had the old Hank. They had been a pair. Perhaps Mithias had been the broken one, always pressing himself to service, denying his own pleasure over some extremely grey moral code. Other vampires weren't like that. What did he truly want now anyway? Peace? Was it family still that drove him? Would he ever kill Hank, or would he ever have to?? No, not his own child. He shirked at the thought. But was it even Hank in there anymore? He would be deluding himself to continue to think so. Maybe Hank hadn't been strong enough for the change all along. Mithias should never have turned him, and granted it had been a rash action. But no, even still, he didn't regret making Hank into a vampire. If only for ten years, Hank had been a joy to have, to keep, to talk to, to watch, to grow with. With a child of his own to dote on, Mithias hadn't been so lonely. Temporarily, the void had been filled in Mithias' unlife, and that had made it easier to deal with his broken heart.

The water sparkled on the beach, and Mithias lamented watching it.

In a vast ocean,
A lone traveler can be lost.
Never coming back.

The waves crashed rhythmically a few times.

Then there was Gabriel. The loss of Hank wasn't his father's fault. The Hank that Mithias had known would have died either way, in fact, he more or less chose to die when he gave Gabriel permission to change him. It was simply an inevitable course of events. Gabriel could have done anything to Hank at any time, yet he did not. He had only sincerely intended to help as requested. In the end, Mithias realized, everything that had happened had been his own fault. He had always been in control, -freak that he was. There was a lesson to be learned here, and Mithias intended to learn it humbly and honestly. he had done this to himself. He would endure the pain of loss, like anyone else, and grow from it.

But for now, he would have to continue what he had always been doing before, watching over his own blood, only this time he was far more aware of the precarious tenacity of the future. Who knew what the hell this re-risen child would do. Broken or not, Hank still deserved a fair chance.

And of course the world was still in turmoil. Mithias worried that even his father would eventually find himself unable to escape the purge. Gabriel didn't seem to care much at all for any of the other bloodlines in the past, but surely he couldn't continue to survive as the only one. Was Chantelle Black a part of his plans, or was he merely protecting her as she had said?

Mithias listened in on the spoken part of Gabriel's speach from outside.

"Of course, we'll change everything this time... There's an old friend of mine down at the hotel. You might want to go meet him. He's a real cheerful fellow, but make sure you crack the first joke. Breaks the ice, and he's a bit shy."

Mithias scoffed quietly to himself. He was not happy about the prospect of another war, especially not with his father participating. He liked it better when Gabriel was aloof and hopelessly acquiescent to human domination. To hear otherwise didn't bode well. Then Gabriel mentioned another friend in the hotel. Perhaps he really was creating a vampire sanctuary here in Hawaii.

Mithias lingered at the balcony, his hands resting on the ledge looking out over the moonlit water. He felt collected enough to come back.

[thewizardguy]

@Kurai Assassin
The bullet struck what appeared to be the Crusader's head, easily breaking through the lightly armoured outside of the crusader helmet. Little did North know that these helmets served a mostly decorative purpose, and that the nervous system of the cyborg was interred deep within it's mechanical body, under layers of armour. The blow did nothing more than annoy the Crusader, who bellowed in his loud, robotic voice as he descended upon North and his allies. Electronic muscles whirred and buzzed as his large robotic arm swung downwards, the massive 2 ton blade aimed at North's face.

[Stop.]

Instantly, the Crusader freezes in mid-strike. The other Crusader similarly stops, stepping backwards to allow Kami to pass. The sleek form of the legendary vampire hunter stepped forward, but the only person who would notice something was Katya. Kami was different. Previously, he had moved methodically, efficiently. Now, there seemed to be a spring in his steps. He was still agile and graceful, but no longer were his movements like those of a robot. It was a slight change, but an omen of what was to come.

[/My Lord, I request permission to inflict justice upon the rebels./]

Sir Everet, the Crusader with a hole in his helmet, spoke loudly. Unlike Kami and the Crusaders, the Paladins seemed to retain some level of individuality. At the very least Sir Everet seemed to have traces of anger in his computer-generated voice.

[I believe I will deal with the issue personally.]

[/Sir, there is no reason for you to get involved./]

The second Paladin, Sire Comfort, pitched in helpfully on the side. [/It is best if we deal with these pests now, before they return to their base. We can use their suits to attempt to track the location of their base./]

In the distance, and explosion can be heard. There's a moment of silence, as Kami seems to be considering something being said to him through his communications gear. [It seems their suits self destruct. Recovering them is no longer a viable course of action. It seems I will need to resort to more unconventional methods. Step back, and kill any of the rebels that attempt to escape.]

With that said, Kami walks up to North. Being an experienced warrior, North would realize that his chances of defeating both Paladins and Kami were infinitesimal, even with the backup of his allies. They had taken too much damage already, and their opponents were well stocked and well rested. To attack now would be folly. [I believe that I may be able to strike a deal with you. Of course, this isn't the kind where you get a choice. More troops are on their way to this location already, and your men are badly damaged.] He gestures to the assortment of figures behind North. [You wish to preserve their safety. I can tell. As such, I believe this situation is best solved with diplomacy, do you not?]

[Shikaru]

@thewizardguy Erick, whom had previously been under the overturned Jeep, debated on exiting or simply staying where he was. He chose the latter, and watched North fight, or attempt to fight, the Paladins. Then they suddenly stopped, Kami himself appearing. 'Interesting..' he thought, and continued watching. He spoke of diplomacy, the man that ruthlessly killed vampires and humans alike. Erick scoffed inwardly at the amount of bullshit he was hearing. He didn't act, at-least not yet. If needed he would..
----

Blood was hauling ass and doing a good job of doing it. He 'appropriated' a motorcycle and was speeding off towards base as fast as it would let him. He gauged he was about halfway there. "This is Agent Alaska, reporting in. Halfway to base. I uh...'borrowed' a motorcycle." He spoke into comms. He tore down the highway at 120 mph, sure he caused several wrecks and lots of angry people to curse at him and tell him where he could shove his motorcycle, but he was making progress.

[Kurai Assassin]

North Looked Kami in the Eye "Ok but i have Conditions, for Everyones Safety that is? At very least i demand that your men stand down while we talk and i need to know that you will not attack during our 'Talk'" North looked back to erick and holstered his rifle "I see your men found our fallen comrade" North said as he heard the explosion in the distance

[The Grey Dust]

The agony of the leaves.
They writhe and explode.
The lemon and the rind.
Spit it out or swallow.

Having sipped his tea in seeming contemplation, he scoffed at Adam in bemusement. In a way, both the tea and the man before him were rather similar. Both failed to meet expectations, and left a bad taste in your mouth, hardly worthy to be in Bedivere's presence nor attention. That being said the tea was unimaginably horrid, far worse than the company of Adam, to which Bedivere merely pretended to down the foul brew before setting it aside.

"The council is shrinking. Few of the old keepers remain, and the underworld is in turmoil. Everyone is losing their grip on things. Even parts of my Isles are being lost with the new progression. And you believe that the Dark Dragon's Eldest needs to wake up? You are more foolish than the Dossier I skimmed over suggested. But let us entertain the absurdity of waking up a relic of the first war: One who failed and was Sealed by the first council where my Lady presided before bequeathing such honor to me. Were you even there when the decision was made to entomb him?

Regardless, before I chastise you further, for the sake of the hypothetical scenario: in the event that such a key you require exist, and should such a key exist and be found within my possession, why would I surrender such leverage to a lesser lord as yourself such that you may serve as Alucard's lapdog while he watches the echoes of his failure? That being said, perhaps you are misinformed of there not being one key, but three keys. The first went to Lady Natasha, Dracula's daughter and sister of Alucard, who was to bear the key was a token of her failure and never release him until the council had been victorious. The second was given to a rather powerful Sire, knowing that he would always survive longer than the rest with his abilities and personality, though in the event the council required the key, he would never give it up without some sort of fiendish machination. And the third... Well shall we say it is indeed in my collection.

Now then, what exactly can you offer me to gain from assisting a dimwit in unleashing a failure upon the world?"

[hagroden]

Ved
Having stood silently behind Kami for the last several minutes, he drew out his Pistol at the Idea of Disarming.
"And what?!? Let you heathens and degenerates take up to your arms the very moment we lay are own down? What sort of fools do you take us for?"
He growled angrily, glancing to Kami as he trained his weapon on North.
Surely he wouldn't trust them not to attack.
He thought to himself, glancing again to attempt and reassure himself, as the director was no fool.

[Legion-114]

Adam's hand formed a frustrated fist. The news of three keys was somewhat problematic, however he was resourceful and he knew how to handle the most dire of scenarios.

"We both know the Council is a traitor to its own kind. They had no real desire to create a utopia for him. They saw the chance to rise in rank and they did so, purposely limiting his power and sending him into a war that no boy should face." Adam beckoned before pointing directly towards Bedivere. "And you sir have no place to question whether I was there or not. Clearly your old age has fogged your mind. I was the one charged with shackling the boy and slitting his throat." Adam's voice, cold and still he straightened his back and corrected his hair.

"Now, it's no secret that you, yourself wish to rise in the ranks of the Council. But what if you became Lord of the entire vampire race. Have Alucard exact his revenge on the council, and if he is as weak as you believe him to be, then you kill him. Leaving you and I the only remaining council members. And I have no real interest in ruling over the world. Running a business is enough for me to be stressed about."

[Shoe Thief]

Ford & South

Ford got to the battle just as Kami was on top of North. "South, Wash. Take Carolina to the stadium. I'm going in to help North." South tried to intervene, Ford cut her off. "I know you want to help your brother! But we have a job to do, get Carolina out of here, Adding more bodies here wont add to our odds."

South just sighed. "Fine, Bring him back alive." Ford laughed. "Wouldn't have it any other way." He turn to Washington. "Get to the stadium, once there get an Evac going. Who ever is still alive is going to need a ride out. South may also need assistance if something goes wrong. Be ready for anything."

Ford chambered his M4 and worked his way over to a decent line of sight of Kami, North, and the Crusaders. There was a Fifth person, Aimed a weapon at Kami. Ford figured that was a good sign. Florida opened a private Comm channel with North. "North, North? Do you read? We need to get out of here, thing are getting out of hand."

Hank

Hank had been given his job, though he still had his own ideas he would trust what Gabriel told him. For now. Hank went out to the balcony to speak with Mithias. "Goin' to be heading over to the hotel in the morning. Not sure what it is but I am not liking the idea of traveling on this island at night. Despite the fact I am one of the things that go bump in the night." Hank looked at his fist for a moment. "You ever feel like... You're the same... But you're not? That's what this is like. It's.... Strange. Not really sure what to think about it, guess we'll see?" He turned to face Mithias. "You comin' to the hotel as well?"

Tony

Tony was changing into a security guards uniform in the hospital basement. The guard the uniform belonged to was out cold in the basement closet. He had to find his things, contact Hank on the hunter, and then plan out his next few moves. He walked out of the basement and slowly walked his way back to his old room, people looked at him suspiciously, especially the staff. 'Damn these small staffed facilities' Tony thought to himself.

He found his room pretty fast, finding his stuff was just as easy. Though his guns were removed, his phone was not though. He grabbed his things, then ran out of the building. Some people shouted in confusion, but Tony was long gone now.

[Kurai Assassin]

Florida, be ready for my mark ill leave the comm channel on so you can hear whats being said. on sync take the shot and run for the stadium read a message which would pop up on Floridas HUD in a moment. he looked over to erick who had sniggered, North Coughed as if to say Shut up ive got a plan. he looked back to kami "So i notice we both have a common 'pest', This HIVE group are, to say the least rather annoying now."

[DiZL ReloadeD]

Allison tried hard but there simply was not truck around. After a few meters she stopped as she found something else. Allison had to contact North somehow but the comm wasn't working Damn. She hit her helmet on the side and tried using the comm again, this time it worked "North? North can you hear me? I couldn't find a truck, but I found a Humvee with an M2HBrowning, is that good enough?"

[Kurai Assassin]

North clicked comms to Allison's private channel "It'll do, pull up where you can get a good look at whats going on" North looked back to Kami "So i propose something, We dont have to be allies but we need to work in cooperation to well as you would say 'Exterminate them'. so what do we say to that"

[thewizardguy]

@Remipa Awesome@Kurai Assassin@hagroden
Kami nodded at North's request. [If you follow my terms, your people will not be slaughtered. If they do not....] Kami flicked his wrist, and there was a flash of silver. Kami ducked forward as a bullet whizzed past the back of his head, before straightening up again. [You are in no position to make demands. Your choices are simple. You can accept our mercy, or you can condemn those who follow you.] Kami's voice was as monotone as ever, which somehow made him seem all the more threatening.

Ford was sitting backwards, realizing that he had accidentally fired his weapon. A large silver knife in the shape of a crucifix was embedded into his gun, flung with enough force to part the metal of the barrel. Whether it had been infrared, electromagnetic, or simply visual, Kami was a master of perception. Sneaking up on him was clearly not an option.

Kami stepped forward, striking an imposing figure. He was the perfect warrior, an unstoppable force. Reflexes so fast they could match the most legendary of vampires, and a prodigious mind capable of instantly calculating the firing path of a bullet. He had single-handedly slaughtered nearly a hundred highly trained SOLDIER agents using nothing more than a knife. Nothing short of an army would be a threat to this guy. [HIVE once walked a righteous path. Now they have fallen into corruption, turning their backs on mankind. They will be killed along with their parasitic allies. But their fate should not concern you.]

[Realize in this moment, that you are a terrorist. You are guilty of an armed raid against a military weapons storage facility, resulting in the deaths of over 50 US soldiers. You are an enemy of the government, and you will be brought before the court of law.] Kami paused for a moment to allow his words to sink in. [However, we are agents of God before we are agents of the country. And God is merciful above all, willing to forgive even the most delusional among his children. We are willing to forget past transgressions, and I extend this same mercy to your entire organization. There is, however, a condition.]

[You will surrender to us your weapons, and you will surrender to us your technology. Your people will either lay down their arms, or join our cause. We cannot allow a rogue organization such as yourself to continue it's activities within our borders. All crimes will be forgotten, and all people associated with your organization will be allowed free leave.] Kami reaches to his side, and retrieves one of his specialized katana. He raises it upwards in what is clearly a threat. [Do you accept the offer of mercy, or would you rather we engage in battle?]

[Kurai Assassin]

"Well you Drive a Hard Bargain buddy, however we dont see it fit to just drop our weapons and give you our Technology. However we will see ourselves out and wont Trouble you again, we were under the impression it was a Rebel Installation acting under the Organisation HIVE. We fired on your men as we thought they were helping the Rebel Threat" North Grinned under his Helmet, North was an amazing liar and he hoped that Kami No Kage would Fall for his Deceitful lie. "You see we've had a problem with HIVE before, they broke into our Base of Operations and stole some valuable information. Now we were given a Tip off from an anonymous source claiming that your Depot is under HIVE control, we were simply... evening the odds. Now we feel Terrible that your men were caught up in this but you see we simply cannot give up our stuff and Join your Cause. Mainly because we have our own Agenda Concerning a Certain HIVE and Yamada Corporation but if we see any Vampires we'll Cuff em and send them your way." As North Turned to walk away he shouted back to Kami No Kage "Oh by the Way before i forget HIVE plan to Assassinate the Pope Of Flames. Agents going by Knight and Baxter will arrive in just under 2 hours. Our Agent is currently buried in their ranks and She Contacted us telling us of these events. Take that as your payment for letting us leave" Norths Expert Lying skills would work a Charm on Kami no Kage. He turned on his comm Channel to the private one used to contact all the Freelancer Agents in the field. "Tex, Meet us around the corner from our location, Wash south meet us at the Seattle Seahawks Stadium for Immediate Evac" North took off around the corner to the meeting place

[DiZL ReloadeD]

Allison was working on the Humvee to get it operational as North replied "Alright I am almost done with the Humvee, I'll be there in a minute!" Only a moment later the engine started "Hehe, works every time~". She got in the Humvee and drove to the rendezvous point with North.

[thewizardguy]

Gabriel realized, of course, that both Adam and Bedhivere were on his island. He also realized that both knew better than to challenge his ownership of the island, and that they would remain in the 'public' parts of Hawaii. He refrained from digging around in their brains, knowing that they might sense him and take offence. But through the thoughts of the hotel attendants he could easily glean the matters being discussed, and he was as such well aware of Adam's plans. It was an interesting enough notion, releasing the old Alucard back into the world. But Gabriel planned to soon hold this world in the palm of his hand.

The time had come that he step out from the shadows, and once more revealed himself as the absolute Lord of this world, the ruler of all life on this pathetic ball of dirt. He would build the world he desired, the world he had once attempted to create. He had failed before, but in their ravenous desire for knowledge, the mortals had perhaps discovered that which he had once missed. And in the eyes of his son, he had perhaps found that which he had never possessed.

He had walked through countless corridors and doors, through the maze of his ancient Hawaiian mansion. It had taken years to construct, but it was a beautiful piece of art. From here, he would orchestrate his plans. He sat down in his recording room, as a camera crew set up around him. Lighting and audio were fine tuned, only the best equipment was acceptable. Still such things amazed and astounded Gabriel, that the machines of man had ascended beyond even his own powers of communication. But it was in an age of wonder and change that he lived, and it was in this age that the New World would dawn.

The tape started rolling, and Gabriel grinned at the camera. It was odd, addressing an inanimate object. But he had practised plenty of times before, and he was certain to get it this time. Through this device Gabriel's true face was revealed, free from the illusions that usually encased him. Less handsome, slightly less tall. But most noticeably, the massive scar that ran down his face. A wound that no amount of power and no amount of science could heal. But regardless, he was still recognizable. They would still know him, and they would still know his power.

"What has our race come to, I ask myself. How did we fall from the Lords of the Night to mere vermin, scrambling into our hiding place to avoid the wrath of mortals?" Gabriel chuckles, as he leans back. "One of our own hunts the Council, the Purge are cleansing the entirety of America, and even secretive Brittain is beginning to fall. Truly, it's a pathetic sight when the plans of great warriors crumble." Gabriel's smile shifts, and no longer was it jolly. It was cold, it was twisted. It was full of malicious intent, the kind of determined evil that had not graced the face of the planet for 3000 years. "Those who wish to remain vermin are free to hide in the cracks. But I will not be put down so easily. Hawaii has long been my manor, but I now proclaim it the homeland of all vampires. Here, we will gather, and here I will provide sanctuary to all those who wish for it. The Council will be assembled once more, and once more I will lead it into an age of darkness."

"A new age is dawning, and a New World is to be created. We will turn the oceans red with blood, and we will cover the land with the bones of the unworthy. Hereby, I proclaim the Age of Man at an end."

The message would be spread, broadcast across the world. Gabriel had made the necessary arrangements already. It would be shown in many languages, in many different countries. It was time for the world to know the terror of the Lord of Vampires. And it was time for the Elder Council to gather one, final time.

[BurningCold]

@Shikaru Kane was having a hell of a time attempting to keep up with Blood, so he pumped his wings even harder. All he had to do was follow this stranger to wherever he was heading and then he could contact base. This was an opportunity he couldn't afford to miss. The raven sent Blood a mental image of a snail, and then a memory of an old man laughing.

[hagroden]

Ved
He was nearly boiling over with rage, the thought of someone daring to counter Kami's word, the Lords word, was absolutely unforgivable. While Kami was correct, that God was just, forgiving, and merciful, Ved was no God, he was a man, and he was a rash one at that. His hand reached down, gripping his blade tightly. A long dagger, with electric ridges that matched the color of his suit exactly. This knife had tasted the bitter nectar that is blood many times, and had been used to assassinate a great number of men and women alike, in his days of godlessness. He had since had the blade layered in silver, and blessed in holy water by a Purge Priest.
"You dare defy your master, and have the audacity to turn your back on him? And above all you threaten the Lord's chosen Pope of Flames? I should cut you down where you stand, for you have turned your back on the lord only to walk in the steps of Satan!"
He roared angrily, his voice portraying the emotion behind his mask. His arm raised, pointing the blade at them as he spoke, hatred coursing through his veins, strengthening him, light began to surge and flash from his hand without the blade, a small, but extremely bright orb of light forming in his palm. So bright, that the sun began to seem dim, despite it's height in the sky.
"Master, I beg of Thee, allow me to cut down these heathens where they stand, allow me to make an example of God's almighty strength!"

[Kurai Assassin]

North turned to face ved "Look i dont mean to be rude but are you deaf. i said it was HIVE. im helping you. i have given you my intel on an attempt to assassinate your leader. how does that sound like a threat. and for your information, i turn my back on no one, ever you got that"

[thewizardguy]

@Kurai Assassin@hagroden@DiZL ReloadeD
[You seem to be under the impression that your ignorance grants forgiveness. In truth, it merely makes you a fool in addition to a criminal. Your failure to recognize your enemy does not alter the actions you took, your motives do not belay your sins. You speak of your wars with HIVE as if that, in and of itself, were not a criminal offense.] Kami gestures, and one of the paladins steps on the truck they were previously driving. With a single push, the entire structure is forced to collapse. [By the law of this land, you are to be arrested and locked away. By the law of man, you are to be slaughtered in retribution. Only in the Law of God, the absolute law, can you find any hope of forgiveness.]

Kami then does something unexpected. He turns his sword around, and drops it to the ground. The blade sinks to the hilt into the rock, as if it had been dropped into warm butter. [I am willing to compromise, to grant you a mercy beyond what you deserve. Whilst by all rights you should be dragged back in chains, I will instead follow you to your base. I will speak to your leader, and I will attempt to end this fight without further bloodshed.] He steps forward, now unarmed. [Your organization will be disbanded. It is the only way to maintain the peace. We cannot have criminal organizations fighting over vendettas. Both you and HIVE will be dealt with, in the most peaceful way we can manage. Those among you with righteous intentions may join us in our cause, and take up arms for the betterment of mankind. But there will be no war between humans. Not while a far more sinister enemy plots behind the scenes.]

Kami's stance was firm, and he would not budge from this chosen view. Many would peg Kami as a warrior. But he was also a tactician, and he knew very well that a peaceful solution was best. In order to stave of the powers of vampirism, all of humanity would need to unite under one flag. Anything less would pale before the coming storm. [Ved, you are hereby named Warleader of the Purge. You will lead the Crusaders in any conflicts that may arrive in my absence, and protect America from heretic and demon alike. I trust that you will not fail me in this duty, and that you will not engage in pointless bloodshed. Our enemy is cunning, and he is to be found in every shadow. Do not forget that. He will strike when we are weakest, and we are not to allow ourselves weakness.]

The threat to the Pope of Flames was completely ignored. Should Hive seek to eliminate the Pope, they would find themselves hardpressed to escape alive. After all, the Pope was nothing more than a puppet for the true leader of the Purge. A mouthpiece, a martyr, and bait. If either Hive or the vampires struck at the Pope, their actions would lead to their own demise. Of course, Kami was also well aware that Hive had no motive to work against the Purge. They were an organization that was almost as adamantly opposed to the supernatural as the Purge was, and their recent actions were uncharacteristically hostile. After Freelancer was disbanded, Kami would make a point of once more befriending Hive. They had less power in America, but their connections and presence in other countries was significantly greater than that of the Purge.