The Desert Vampire - Cook County Jail
Blood. The floor of the prison was decorated with it. It was almost like the drying blood was the result of unleashing a legion of ten year olds with chalk onto the prison grounds, only there was one difference that mattered. One of the many inmates who had the idea of attempting an escape made a horrible miscalculation. He'd discreetly made it close to the edge of the prison and hidden a trail of the fallen bodies of former security guards, having seemed to slither past many of the great heroes who'd stormed the prison. His only mistake was that he'd smelled so much like the blood he'd shed.
Approaching one of the doors of the prison, he let out a sigh, preparing to step out through the door and charge, maybe get lucky and escape. With a mighty thrust the would-be fugitive threw the doors open before being blasted by a metric ton of sand.
The inmate was thrown back, his body arcing twenty feet through the air before crashing down, bouncing and skidding across the facility's unforgivably solid floor. He moaned and tried to raise his head, to get a glimpse of his assailant, but all his eye could see was more sand rocketing into his face. The criminal tried to scream, but could only gurgle as the sint filled his face's orifices.
Stepping through the opened doors came a grimacing figure who stood tall, ready for battle. The Iranian super-soldier, Azar Bezadi, stepped into the prison and immediately felt the fear of the criminal, and he began to feed on it. Despite the terror that consumed the pathetic-excuse-for-a-man, Azar's strength returned very slowly. The magical inhibitor must clearly limit his own ability to feed. It seemed that he would have to resort to more orthodox methods.
Unsheathing his scimitar, Azar began to sprint through the halls, running toward the war zone within the prison walls when he heeded the call to head to the Maximum Security Wing. Drawing on the power within himself, he forced himself to sprint, yet hushing his footsteps with painstaking technique as he bypassed the awareness of several inmates he spotted on his way.