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Mordoskul wrote:This is doing wonders for our post count.

Shhh, it makes the mod antsy when you mention post count.


But yeah, the city is burning, but Pontius didn't start the fire. The city's been burning since the power triangle was turning. That and Andy set some of Pontius's things on fire, his nice house with the 70" flatscreen, PS3, and walk in closet with over 50 pairs of Nikes all burnt. Andy gets results, sure they may put him in harms way, and sure they may get him killed but they're still results darn it!

... " Let's Move!!" Trask shouted as he kicked the rear door of the theater open tossing in a flash bang and covering as the explosive detonated..
Crouching low,Miranda and Andy entered the delapidated interior of the theater ,providing cover and motioning for the others to follow..
Inside they were greeted by an icy cold,a sense of dread washed over them..." Ay Dias.." Miranda whispered..." You can feel them..." she said.
" Keep it tight people.." Trask said..." Let's find where their holding Vegas and get the feth out of here"...

The Group of Hunters spread out..moving catuiosly but quickly through the ruined interior,..." Here.." Dez called " Found an entrance to the lower levals..."
Trask and the others moved in the direction Dez had indicated...staying low and keeping in cover as they did..
" They have to know we're here.." Wendy began to say...when the roar of SMG's cut her off...

" Down!..Down!!" Shouted Andy,taking cover behind a row of overturned seats...
Another burst of machine gun fire kicked up debris..and Miranda screamed as a round struck her in the shoulder dropping her to the cluttered floor..
" There..in the balconies..!" Dez shouted as he raised his pistol and opened fire.
Quickly the other Hunters followed his gaze...seeing the muzzle flash of small arms strobe from the balcony above

" Bastards.." Andy muttered tossing a flash bang grenade into the upper leval of the theater...the grenade detonated with a bang and a figure came into view above,covering it's eyes and staggering about..
" There...!" Wendy shouted...the confines of the theater filled with the statico of weapons fire,the figure above jittering as dozens of rounds slammed into it's body...with a shriek ...the figure stumbled and pitched over the railing of the balcony plummeting to the floor below...

" He's down!.." Trask said..." Check him...quick!"
Another roar of Machine gun fire filled the air...and Trask fell backwards as a round took him in the leg..
" Feth.." Trask growled firing in the direction of the assailents attack..
" By the entrance!!" Andy shouted.." Another one!!"..he ducked sighting on the figure who held an UZI in hand firing wildly...
" Drop him !!..Drop Him!!" Jimbo shouted as Andy opened fire cutting the attacker down..

The Hunters quickly moved to the basement entrance...taking inventory of their injured..
" You two ok..?" Jimbo asked Miranda and Trask ,checking their wounds...
" We're good.." Trask said with a nod..." We'll cover for you...get down there and find Vegas...and Hurry."
" Right...let's go people.." Andy said ,yanking the doors leading to the lower levals open and tossing a down flash bangs...

The Hunters quickly decended the stairs,coming out in a narrow hallway...
" Which way..?" Rachel said glancing about..
" There.." Jimbo said pointing to a line of light that shown from under a door at the end of the hall.." Check there first...and be careful.."
The Hunters moved rapidly down the hall,reaching the door Andy gripped the handles..." Watch your asses people.." He said swinging the doors open and going into a combat stance..

Inside the dimly lit room they could see the form of Vegas ,she had been bound to an old style torture wrack...her face covered in dried blood...but otherwise seemingly ok..
Andy rushed to where she was bound.." Vegas...hey..." He lightly shook the woman..
" Took you long enough.." Vegas said weakly a small smile crossing her face..
" We're getting you out of here...just hang on.." Andy said as Jimbo cut the woman's bindings with a set of bolt cutters from his tool bag..
Andy cradled Vegas in his arms..." Let's get the feth out of here..!" He said rushing for the door..
" Hey..." Jimbo said picking up a ornament silver dagger of a nearby table..." Isn't this one of those Ancient Knives..?"
Andy glanced back..." Yeah..thank god it's not lost...hold onto it.."

As they reentered the hallway and moved for the stairs a cold laugh reached the Hunters ears...the narrow passage way had gone chillingly cold...
" Ah...my dear friends..surely you aren't leaving already ?" came a voice from the gloom ahead of them..
A dim light filled the hallway..and the shape of Chadwick came into view..behind him...still hidden in shadows,stood several figures...tall and looming...a palpatable wave of unspeakable evil radiated from them..
" feth.." Andy muttered..
" So good of you to join us.." Chadwick chuckled " We have longed for your company for some time now...and I'm sure you shall find my companions a most interesting host.."
" I've had enough of your hospitality" Vegas said,struggling from Andy's arms and yanking a pistol from his belt..the report of the weapon was deafing in the confines of the hallway..
Chadwick staggered forward..a dime sized hole in the center of his forehead..he opened his mouth...as if to speak,then pitched forward sprawling onto the stone floor..

The Shadows behind him moved forward and Andy advanced..The Wrath of Ra grasped tightly in his hands...an audabile hiss filled the passageway as the Fallen recoiled from the blade..
" Feth...we cant get to the stairs.." Wendy said..
" The hell we cant.." Dez said stepping forward and unleashing a bolt from his crossbow...a fierce howl filled the hall as one of the shadow figures fell to the floor..
The others snarled...their glowing eyes shining as they slowly moved towards the Hunters despite their obvious discomfort...
" Bastards.." Wendy said..unslinging her riffle and advancing on the Fallen firing round after round..a dark hand lashed out sending the woman high into the air..and crashing to the floor at Andy's feet..
"Wendy!!" Andy cried out...moving to help the injured woman..
" I'm ok..I'm ok!" she gasped..cradleing her ribs.." Keep the sword on them...keep them back.."
Andy stood quickly slashing out with the thrumming sword as Dez loosed another bolt...another of the shadowy forms hissed in pain..
" It's a fething stand off..." Andy Muttered..." They can hold us down here forever.."
A high pitched whine began to fill the hall...cuasing the Hunters to grasp their ears in pain...
" What is it..?!!" Vegas yelled..whincing in agony..
" feth..it's them..it's them..!!" Rachel screamed..
" We got to get out!!" Wendy yelled
" Yeah...you do.." Jimbo shouted..

Before anyone could react...the huge man was charging down the hallway,the ancient dagger held high over his head ...a sachel of flechete grenades grasped in his other..
Andy stared wide eyed for a moment .." Out!! MOVE!!" he screamed as he grasped both Vegas and Wendy and rushed up the stairs,Rachel and Dez following closely behind...the battered group of hunters lunged through the doorway,slamming it behind them as bellow them the hallway exploded in an inferno..

" C'mon..lets move!!" Andy bellowed at Miranda and Trask..as he and the others made for the door..
Miranda ,gripping Trask moved quickly for the others..." Jimbo?"
" He's gone!" Wendy shouted..." He saved the rest of us...but he's gone."
" Ay Dais" Miranda said crossing herself " Someone help me with Trask...the bullet got his artery .."

Outside the Hunters piled into the truck..
" Move!!" Andy yelled.." Blow that god damn building now!"
Miranda nodded...lifting the secondary detonator and arming it..she bowed her head for a moment,her lips moving softly in prayer..." For you Jimbo.." she said as the truck speed away...she flipped the toggle switch and behind them the theater erupted into a massive fire ball..

" Burn in hell ...you blood sucking bastards.." Trask whispered..." Jimbo...I'll see ya soon bro...have a cold one ready for me.." he closed his eyes..breathed in ...released it in a sigh...and died...

" Did we get them all...?" Rachel asked staring back at the blazing ruins of the theater...

Andy shook his head..." I don't know.." He said..." I don't know...".


.......Ok...pretty big event...lets do the body count..

Jimbo--Dead
Trask--Dead
Wendy--Wounded,broken ribs.
Miranda--Wounded,bullet in her shoulder.
Vegas--Wounded,due to being tortured.

2 Vampire Thralls --Dead.
Chadwick-Dead.
as for The Fallen..they have all been seriously injured..4 of them so seriously that they are out of action for the remainder of the RP...3 of them are still capable of action.

Booyah headshot!

Vampire kill of the week goes to Vegas

sillyboy wrote:Booyah headshot!

Vampire kill of the week goes to Vegas

...Well,actually Chadwick wasn't a Vamp...he was the Master Thrall...Pontius Chief "servant" in Empire...of course his death completely screws up all organization for Pontious few remaining minions in Empire...(which now basicly consist of a few Larve and the 3 remaining Fallen).

All according to the plan... except for Jimbo, that was supposed to be Dez.

halonachos wrote:All according to the plan... except for Jimbo, that was supposed to be Dez.

...Yeah..when I was doing the combat resolution rolls I ended up with a random Hunter death in the hallway...now,I could have allocated it to a PC...or killed Wendy or Rachel...but somehow Jimbo giving his life for the others felt right...so...

All in all the Hunters are a pretty battered bunch now...(and the Vamps are as well for the most part)...and The Werewolf Pack has yet to even enter the fray...they will be out for Vamp Blood when the Moon Rises tonight.


EDIT:....

Also...to save some time,I'm moving the game clock to 6:00 A.M. on the morning of the day starting the Cycle of the Blood Moon...if anyone has any "fill in" RP's they want to do...feel free,but for the most part it will be assumed the Hunters are patching their wounded,the Vamps are licking their wounds and plotting and the Wolves are snacking on left overs,napping and feeling the effects of the nearing full moon began...

Meanwhile...more National Guard forces have been mobilized,but Empire City is still suffering from massive riots...

halonachos wrote:

Mordoskul wrote:

halonachos wrote:

Mordoskul wrote:

halonachos wrote:Mordoskul, I shall make sure that Pontius perishes in all sorts of nasty ways in the next RP if Jimbo dies.

Come at me, bro.

Why so Pontius can run away, again? You think someone who was once a gladiator would have some sort of sense of bravery.

He was a statesman, Longinous was the gladiator.

Either way, Pontius is a pansy.

No he's just in teligent,


And i leave this site for 2 hours and another pages pop up .....D=

@ Larkin..

Just so you know...I'm still cooking up an event for you ...seeing as how you and MDS are some of the last Vamps...you can count on the Wolves sniffing you out.

The police scanner sprang into new life;
All units attention, massive explosion at the old theater, 2 platoons enroute. Vehicles spotted heading in the direction of the suburbs, stand by for further orders
You guys heard that, we'll be heading down town. The bastards that did this are probaly alinged with supernats activce in the city, most likely their wolves. we need to track them down and kill them.
I hear ye lass but should we be chasing these monsters, they seem like horrible bastards, and very deadly.
We have dealt with them before, they are hard but we have enogh firepower to take out a whole fething platoon.
Aye yer right there, thbose M16 we loote will be useful in a firefight.
They might be hunters as well so it could be easier than we're expecting but we may as well prepare for supernals as its a worse case scenario, so lets move out guys

Nachos, kais,

What do you think about using my pc's estate as a new base to load up on ammunition and stuff?

sillyboy wrote:Nachos, kais,

What do you think about using my pc's estate as a new base to load up on ammunition and stuff?

Just my two cents...it seems like Vegas estate is about the only safe place you guys have to go...
Of course now it seems that you've all picked up a tail.

Balls. I've been rather through the meatgrinder today, and feel pretty knackered. I'll try put something out before I fall asleep though, just for you guys.

Ryan stood looming over the women. It would be so easy to reach down and tear out her throat. One motion, and it would all be over. But, since his return to sanity, however tenuous its grip was whilst a wolf, Ryan was loathe to such base instincts, and he changed back. Half heartedly wiping some of the gore from his hands, Ryan slowly began to approach the van. Inside was what essentially equated to a mobile command centre: Panels of monitor screens and keyboards, reems of information lying in stacks across the floor, half drunk cups of what on the surface looked like coffee, but smelt distinctly coppery...

Squatting down, Ryan began to sift through some of the documents, absently stroking the scar across his mouth. Something however caught his eye amongst the meaningless names and faces. It was a picture of two young children, obviously and old photo judging by the fading, being hugged by a kindly figure, presumably the father. Something struck Ryan as odd, and it wasn't until his mind strayed to Holly did it snap. It was her in the photo, as a child. The revelation came with more information; she had a sister, someone who was of great interest to the vampires. The more he read, the more he began to formulate a plan. Finding her sister would be a sure fire way of mending bridges burned between Holly and himself. For the second time in several minutes, something snapped. His eyes drifted over to the picture once more. The sister, Sky, looked familiar. Too familiar. Ryan recalled the last few days of his life in his mind, stopping to contemplate how the city had been reduced so fast, until he remembered the incident within his...his brothers house. Ryan shuddered at the thought of his only connection to his past and to better times, gone. The people who had attacked them though, one of them, one of them was Hollies sister, he was sure of it. That definitely threw a spanner in the works. Maybe it was best if he didn't tell Holly. Afterall, hunters are all bigots, and Hunters only ever give the option of suicide or execution to super naturals. Hollies sister would be no different. Sniffing to himself, he folded the piece of paper up, and pocketed it. He then began to rummage for other items of worth...



OOC: So that'll tide me over until the current time: Holly is being treated for her injuries, and Ryan is collecting stuff. When Lisa wakes up she'll....be confused, but that's ok.

Nice one ghosty..Ryan now knows that Holly's sister (Vegas/Sky) is a Hunter and could be a real danger to them both...but he'd also know that she (Vegas) is also in a great deal of Danger as well...

will he reveal what he's discovered to Holly?....stay tuned.

"So we have nowhere to go." Andy said as Smalls climbed into the truck from the building he had been observing from. The structure had been far enough to survive the blast and provided an excellent firing lane just in case something else popped up.

"Not really." Vegas said oddly determined, "We have my place, Colt and I have some pretty neat things there."

"Like we have a choice." Miranda shrugged before a sharp pain stopped her.

They were a sight, mostly wounded, covered in blood, and crammed into one truck.

"Show me where to go." Andy told Vegas as she tried to climb into the front seat, as she did Andy stopped her and ran his hand down both sides of her neck. Vegas stopped in shock at this, "Just checking for bites, nothing else." Andy assured her.

The burning city caused an orange haze to hover around the city from a distance, but within the city limits it was black. Anger and meloncholy was palpable and as the Hunters drove through the city and entered a more affluent area. The darkness seemed to get lighter as the streetlights began to actually work in the area.

"You've got to be kidding me." Andy said as the reflection of the lights from the house shined in his eyes, "You live in a fething mansion?"

"Yes, hurry up and get the truck inside." Vegas seemed unashamed that she had kept it a secret.
...........

Inside the hunters began to patch up the wounded and looked around Colt's workshop for ammo or anything interesting, a bright red box caught Andy's eye and he reached for it. The box was surprisingly light and when he opened it up he saw six bullets laying in velvet. He picked one up and held it to the light, flickers of refracted light showed that there was something liquid inside the bullet.

"Oh gak..." Andy smirked as he realized what he was holding.

"What?" Vegas turned around to see Andy still holding the bullet.

"I've only heard about these things." Andy put the bullet gently into Vegas's palm, "They're silver nitrate rounds. Better than silver bullets, you hit a wolf with them and it bursts, spreading silver through the wolf's bloodstream."

"Are you kidding me?" Vegas mused over the bullet.

"These things are like a holy grail for hunters because they're fething impossible to make." Andy put the box down slowly, "Shame he..." Andy decided best not to finish the sentence just in case Vegas was still suffering emotionally from his death. Instead of responding she just continued to look at the bullet.

"How are they against vamps?" Vegas finally asked.

"Not good at all." Andy watched as she moved the bullet around in her hand, feeling the weight and watching it roll in her palm, "Despite what Blade shows, silver doesn't do a lot of damage against them. The weapons have to be blessed for the most part."

"When do we move out?" Vegas asked.

"We don't." Andy smiled, "The explosion will attract all sorts of attention, the Fallen, if any survived, would most likely be bleeding or trapped in the rubble. When the sun comes out they fry, unless the wolves get them first."

"So we wait it out?" Vegas stared.

"Yes, we pretty much won against the vamps." Andy rapped his knuckles on the table happily.

@ Nachos...

Don't tell me your going to sit the rest of the game out..

FITZZ wrote: @ Nachos...

Don't tell me your going to sit the rest of the game out..

But, but Mordoskul...

halonachos wrote:

FITZZ wrote: @ Nachos...

Don't tell me your going to sit the rest of the game out..

But, but Mordoskul...

...Yeah...I know...but Mordo also left a load of Chaos behind when Pontius made his escape...The Hunters are supposed to be cleaning that mess up..

EDIT: Not to mention the Werewolves...Miranda hates Werewolves...she'd never just sit around while they ran amok...

EDIT:...Besides...this is the climax...time for those last desperate battles against evil....

... It's name was Azazael...an evil beyond human comprehension ...ancient ...eternal...he was of The Fallen...A nightmare made real...
The creature stalked quickly through the wreckage caused by the Humani...it's rage boundless...The Humani had escaped them,their possesion of the Cursed Sword of Ra had been an unforseen obstacle...and the foolish heroics of the large human had been another...
The explosion that had followed the large mans charge had caused several of Azazael's Brethren to suffer injury...and though they would heal in time...for now they all lay deep in healing slumber...
Only he and two others had escaped the second blast...the one from above which had filled the theater with searing flame...Zariel and Razael ,who now drug their brethren from the smoldering ruins and into the tunnels bellow the city...
In ancient tounges Azazael spoke with his kindred..." Our Brethren must rest...for them the war must wait...but we..we must be prepared for the cursed Lycans...and ..for the Humani.."
" They will not return" said Razael " They surely belive us destroyed..."
" It is not there return I speak of.." Azazael said...his voice a cold dead whisper " It is our revenge..."

But I blew up a building!

Don't worry though, I was just using that as part of the story. They'll end up doing something, just don't know what yet. Actually I do, I'll call Sarah Michelle Gellar!

...No..no Buffy...No Blade..No Van Helsing..

...Oh BTW...I did a little write up...concerning what the Fallen are up to..

Andy had been left alone in the room after hearing about his plan. Miranda came in, slamming the door wide open.

"What do you mean we're not going to do anything pendejo?" Miranda shouted.

"I mean we've suffered enough casualties for now." Andy stepped back from the wounded woman.

"So they get to kill us and we run away so they han heal back to full strength?" Miranda shouted again.

"They should be dead, it was a big bomb." Andy tried to defend himself.

"A big bomb my ass!" Miranda pointed her finger into Andy's sternum, he winced from the pain, "They're not dead until we see them dead and we can confirm it."

"Then why don't you go out by yourself then?" Andy shouted back.

"Because its all of our jobs to make sure that we kill them all." Miranda's voice was still louder than Andy's, "Do you want to leave the Network, is that what you're telling me? Huh, you're afraid of them?"

"No, I'm not afraid of them." Andy tried to stand up to Miranda, "I just have enough common sense to know when to stop."

"fething coward." Miranda's eyes flickered in the light as she stared into Andy's own eyes as if she was trying to look into his mind.

"Fine, we'll go." Andy looked away and towards the ground, "But we do it under one condition, we stay the feth away from whatever comes our way. The theater was too close for comfort and I won't have that happen again. Also everyone's coming with, I won't have them tracking down one of us in the house and doing here what they did at the farm."

"That's better." Miranda said, her voice was still stern.

Andy walked to the door and opened it, the closed door was insulated enough so that the others didn't hear anything. "Pack up your gear, we're moving out. Grab some sniper rifles, machine guns, and shotguns."

"Where are we going?" Wendy asked, he breaths short thanks to her ribs.

"Back to the theater, but this time we're going to play it differently. I won't have anymore close quarters bullgak so from now on we only engage from a distance." Andy's face betrayed his lack of interest in actually carrying out this attack.

"What do you think she said to him?" Dez asked Vegas.

"Probably not much, he's kind of easy to talk into doing things." Vegas shrugged.

"So why didn't you try to talk him into it instead of sending in Miranda?" Dez picked up a weapon.

"Because Miranda's the best at yelling at him so far." Vegas joked.

"He's not a very good leader if he can get talked into doing things you know." Rachel added in.

"Not so much that he gets talked into doing things he wouldn't normally do, he wants to go out to kill them but he just needs a little push sometimes." Vegas thought about how Andy had dealt with Danny, "Plus when he's determined enough he can do some serious damage."

BIC:...

Before Andy jumped out of the mansion Vegas yelled at him. "Are we going to use the old vans?" Andy stopped dead in his tracks. "Ofcourse, but if you have something better."
"The door on the end of the hall, andy." He nodded and walked down the hall. Vegas could have sworn that she heard his jaw drop to the ground in amazement. "How the hell did you get all that stuff", he asked gesturing at the large ammount of beautifull cars. "The vans are in the back." She said ignoring his question. "They have bulletproof glass and better engines than your pieces of gak." Andy looked down on her, how did she got all this wealth? Like the first time they had met he felt the answer hanging on his lips, but couldn't find the answer. "What are you still doing here?" Vegas asked looking at the mesmorised Andy. He quickly pushed the toughts out of his mind. "Guys lets get our ammo out and in these vans. Vegas looked at Andy giving orders to his men. One day he could make a great leader she tought. Well ... if i don't kill him when he gets annoying once again. "Get your own god damn coffee." she softly muttered. A smile appeared as she followed him.

Vegas washed the blood of her face as the guys loaded up the vans. One of the wounds cracked open sending a wave of pain through her body. "You need some help?" Miranda asked standing in the doorway. "I'm pretty good with a needle and threat. Vegas sat herself down on the toiletseat. "Why not its not like i can go to a hospital right now. Miranda opend a cabinet plundering it for a needle. "Why do you think they came after you? She asked seemingly uninterrested in the answer. But Vegas knew that Miranda was watching her every move. She tought about her father making deals with vampires and their betrayal. Her and Colt's years of taking that coven of vampires down. Miranda didn't need to know. "I have no idea." She simply stated. Miranda stood up with the needle and threat. "Okay" she said still uninteressed. She pulled the flask from her side. Vegas could reek the scent of heavy liquor. This may hurt a bit sweety.

OOC: Vegas now has some faint random scars in her face. Because she is bad ass.

edit: spelling

Dez remains totally unharmed, and with a whole can of whupass to unleash upon wolves and vamps

Andy is still awesome and good to go.

Insanely busy today...hope to began write ups for final events tonight..

hopefully everyone will have RPed what their characters are doing...will do...might do...

I'll just PM you with what Dez will be doing later on

Suzie Isaac and the bikers are locked and loaded

Do you require pm's?

Three hours ago (or 3am)

Police sirens screamed down the street towards the town hall, reports over the radio where reporting it was on fire and rioters where massing in city square. As they vanished out of sight, Scarlett stepped into the open night and the lamppost above her and stared across the road at the smoldering remains of the Aphasia.
She gave a half hearted sigh, not so much for the loss of the business, but some of the bits and pieces within the ruin that now lay before her.

The place was gone, and there was no doubt in her mind Sandra lay lost somewhere within the rubble. She walked towards the edge of the pavement and paused glancing back towards the shadows within the alley. Her eyes adjusted for a moment and after a few moments she spotted the outline of the figure watching her.

"Are you coming?"

The shadow slowly moved forward, he seemed interested in everything around him as he walked looking about at the various signs and objects strewn around the floor. Nero paused and looked towards her with a slight whimsical smile.

"Of course my dear, I am just admiring what the mortals have done over the years. Quite, interesting." he said looking up at the shattered neon lights flickering above them. Milly's Diner had not survived the madness of th past twenty four hours it would seem.

"you don't get out much do you?"

"When it suits me, I just have not been paying much attention" he muttered looking at the sign for a few more moments before walking up beside her and staring at the ruined building across the street.

"Yours?"

"It was, not much of it left now, hopefully my car is still out back."

"Lead on"

Scarlett crossed the road, it seemed quiet here, but in the distance she could hear the sounds of gunfire and sirens. Nero followed as she lead him across past the side of the Aphasia building, cutting across the small clearing between two large buildings a few hundred feet away from the entrance before reappearing at the rear. She walked up to her car relieved it was still there and hopped over the door into the drivers seat.
Nero walked around to the passenger side and cautiously looked over the handle before yanking at it and allowing a brief grin as the door swung open.

"How long have you been resting?" Scarlett asked looking at him, she'd not seen a vampire with this lack of modern understanding since she awoke from her torpor and looked in the mirror.

"Long enough. Although let us discuss that at our new location. Are you sure this is for the best?"

She nodded as she fumbled around in the glove box, her fingers flicking through CD's with a slight frown on her face.

"One thing I've learned since I woke all those years ago. Moving on in the new world is not a bad thing, it's kept me alive more times than I can remember."

He noticed something is the pocket of the door next him and his long slender fingers withdrew the odd plastic case, he stared at the darked haired Human standing in what seemed to be some kind of room.

"A very wise outlook, pray tell child, what is a Flamingo?"

Scarlett glanced up with a smile and snatched the case off him.

"Just what I was looking for." she said softly and started the ignition..

Nero watched as she drew the small silver disc out of the case and pushed it into the dashboard of the car, he pondered on her strength to slide it in so easily without breaking the vehicle. As the music started to play, he looked towards her with a broad smile.

"Mortal music of this time, most interesting."

"It's a introduction to your new home, well if you stay."

"Let us reach the location first before I ponder on such matters."

You woke up in the rusted frame... Of a burned out Deville

Scarlett drove out onto the road a few stragglers appearing down the road to the south and the city centre, she watched as they fought one another caught in some kind of rage.

"Any idea what caused all of this?"

Nero remained silent, looking upon the road ahead of them.

Your legs are shot and they're flushed with pain... but you can't keep 'em still

Driving along the road, she kept any eye out for anyone daring to try and block the car, but at this end of the city, most of the citizens where hiding or had already left the area.

"We aren't going to make it very far away before the dawn you realise?" Nero mused as he watched the buidlings as they passed.

The sun sets and you're afraid ... of that itching in your skin

"Yes, but we'll be far enough away by then I won't be giving it much thought."

Nero glanced at the young vampire beside him, she was so fresh, little a budding rose on the night air compared to the darkness he was used to. Perhaps visiting the world through her eyes would make an worthy distraction until he was called uopon again.

"Indeed, a worthy move."

You stumble down the boulevard... of neon encrusted temple

They passed the football stadium, flames licking from the upper seats, the shadows of figures running along the underside of the bowl like dome. Carnage was out this way as well. Neither paid it much heed the car was moving at quite a pace, and no police had the time to draw a concern to such a trivial matter during the chaos befalling the city.

You're looking for the grace of god... in the arms of a fellow ...stranger

"Is this common of the mortals now, I must admit I am uncertain if I dislike it or not." Nero asked motioning to the speakers beside him.

Scarlett glanced at him as she turned the car onto the freeway that led out of the city.

Disciples hand you catalogs of concubines... as you stumble down the boulevard crying... 'Hoooosanna'

"It's one of my favourite things since I returned from the shadow of sleep." She said with a smile.

Nero nodded and listened settling back into the seat.

Welcome to fabulous... Welcome to fabulousss... Laasss Vegaaasss

The music faded into the distance as the car sped north out of the city, figures screaming under the spell of madness that griped the city.
Scarlett glanced in the wing mirror one final time as she drove on, the lights of Empire City fading into the night gloom behind her. All that mattered to her now was returning to the distant city she considered her home.