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They felt the call, and they were bound to answer it. Across the globe, pale faces looked skywards as a single message flitted through their brains, conveying it's importance in an instant. As one, they unsheathed ancient blades, made of sturdy steel, iron, and silver, reading the incantations hammered into the metal aloud as they donned their armor, great, midnight black carapaces infused with long forgotten magic. The eight converged on one spot, a glowing beacon of light in the darkness of their minds. By train, plane, car, by foot if necessary, they began their journey. From the Great Plains to the Dardenels, they came. Their names taken in mockery of the holy beings that once bore them, Azazel, Sariel, Koshbiel, Shamsiel, Ananel, Sethiel, Raziel, Zaquiel, were these names. They answered the call. The message was simple;
Pontius Calls, Cain Comes

High above Empire City...Nero heard the call go forth from Pontius...felt the answer....The Fallen, the militant branch of the Ordo Dracul had been summoned..." Pontius...has your wrath grown boundless..?" Nero whispered...
The Vampire setlled upon a high rooftop...perched thousands of feet above the city...he sat watching the neon skyline and shuddered...recalling a time when once before he'd seen a great city burn..." It will happen here as well Pontius...the Vampire lowered his head for a moment...then rose into the air...moving towards the source of the call..towards Pontius...

Andy looked down at his buzzing phone, he had been halfway through his roast beef when the infernal device went off. Andy had returned to The Werks with the other hunter's car unscathed and untarnished. Andy's phone kept buzzing and he decided to actually open it up to see where his text message had come from. The message symbol showed that it had been from Danny, the address was included. As Andy hurriedly scarfed down the rest of his sandwich he looked around for a napkin, finding none he patted Colt on the back to get some of the residue off of his hands. Colt looked at Andy questioningly after this but only shook his head at Andy's immaturity.

"Text from Danny with the address." Andy covered his mouth as he spoke with food in his mouth. He swallowed the last bit before opening the actual message.

"2034 Freight Way." Andy said aloud to Colt and Vegas, "Any idea where that is?"

Vegas shook her head as she drank her soda, Colt thought for a second as his old brain kicked into gear.

"Sounds like the industrial district, why, is that the place?" he asked.

"Yeah," Andy sighed, "just like a vamp to hide out in the run down places of a city. Never anywhere fun like an amusement park."

The idea of fighting a vampire in a fun park crossed his mind, the tunnel of mirrors would probably be the worst place to go into. It would be like scooby-doo except fatal and the bad guys aren't wearing any masks. As Andy finished his milkshake he stood up and tossed it into a nearby trash can.

"Alright, let's go." he said as Colt and Vegas each finished their meals.

The truck sported a new fender with nicer high-beams and several vertical metal bars. It was also repainted a nice dark blue. The group of hunters got into the truck and drove off to the industrial district to find the Vampire den.
.....................

As they approached the address Andy began to slow down in front of a large warehouse. It was relatively close to the warehouse that used to be a hunter outpost, in fact the smoke coming from the ruins of the outpost could be smelt from where they were.

"So you guys want to go in?" Andy asked the others.

"It's late, they should be out getting something to eat." Colt replied.

"Fair enough, let's go look around." Andy stopped the car and began to step out, grabbing a flashlight and a flashbang he had left over from the phone booth massacre.

Colt and Vegas got out of their respective seats and mader their way to the windows of the warehouse and peaked in. The whine of nightvision goggles turning on sounded relatively loud to them as Colt looked in with them. Andy wondered where he had gotten the goggles, but remembered that Kara's kit was still in the truck. Colt was wearing a dead girl's night vision goggles.

"Looks clear, let's go." Colt cracked open the door with a lock pick and took point, his pistol scanning the room as he did. Andy and Vegas had to rely on the flashlights attached to their weapons or held against the weapons themselves. The trio entered the warehouse and took a triangular pattern, each covering a corner before feeling safe about their surroundings. Colt tapped Andy on the shoulder and pointed to something in the dark, and turned his flashlight on it and saw the light switch on the wall. He flipped it to on and the lights remained off.

"Sh..." Andy began to say as the realization of what was happening came to mind, "It's an ambush!" he shouted to the other two while quickly returning to their side.

The trio looked around as rustling could be heard. Colt stayed close to Vegas to protect her, Andy tried to remain close to both of them to prevent anybody from sneaking up on them. Lights swayed back and forth as they tried to find the source of the noise.

"gak just got real." Colt said calmly.

"How many are out there you think?" Vegas asked, a hint of fear in her voice.

"Maybe two, this place echoes." Colt responded.

"We got them." Andy tried to reassure Vegas, "Just don't let them bite you, its the only way they can infect you."

"And if you see them open their mouth," Colt added, "put your shotgun in there and feed em some lead."

"Let's go you bloodsucking sons of bitches!" Andy shouted out in challenge.

OOC: Alrighty then, have at it Fitzz.

Nice Nachos...very nice...unfortunately...I'm going to have to leave Andy,Vegas and Colt hanging for the moment as I have to call it a night...but...never fear...I'll be doing the write up early...and...just becuase I'm a hell of a guy...


In the office of Bernard Katz.....

As Katz fingers flashed across the keyboard of his computer...a broad smile cracked his weathered features..." Found it.." he said with barely contained jubilation..." By god ..I've found it..."

....What Katz has found is going to greatly equalize the Hunters when they're dealing with Vampires from now on...

You can find anything on Craigslist now and days.

halonachos wrote:You can find anything on Craigslist now and days.

And in many cases have it shipped right to your door...

RP:

Dez took out two slices of bread put them in the toaster, before sitting down by the kitchen table. Rachel was also down there, already eating her toast with Strawberr jam. Richard was on the phone, as he had got an emergency call. Dez and Rachel knew nothing of what this was about, and so they waited eagerly in the kitchen for what the whole fuss was about.

After what seemed like hours, and Dez had already started to eat his toast, Richard came down the stairs slowly and delivered the news to them.

"Okay. Bad news, good news, whatever you think of it, here it is," he said slowly. "The Network called. They need us in Empire City. It seems there have been numerous sightings and confrontations concerning Wolves and Vamps. Were going there to serve as backup."

"Wait, what?! Empire City? You mean THE Empire City? Where I grew up? Where Rachel lost her sister?"

"Yes it seems so. Your returning home. An added bonus will be that we get to see ol' Pinky again."

Dez's face seemed to lighten up at this thought.

"Pinkerton? Oh yes. That's good. We'll get to see how the guy is getting on without us."

"Aw, shut up Dez. You left Empire City years ago now. I bet hes fine."

Dez chuckled, before noticing that Rachel hadn't spoken once in this entire conversation.

"What do you think Rachel?" he asked.

"What? Oh, I'm fine, just thinking about things," she answered, smiling.

"Okay, just tell me if anything's up."

"Sure."

"Well hate to interrupt things, loverbirds, but we have to leave this morning. Pack your stuff."

******

"Just for note this is the morning before all of this, so they should arrive around the present game time.

Rachel, eh? Now I'm going to picture in yellow armor wielding a power saw through hordes of wolves and vampires. Badassery will occur.

*sigh*

I normally use that name for female NPC's Mordo.

It was'n first used for Lazarus

Hmmm, I must save Pinkerton!

Somehow... when I get to the city... someway...

@ Kais...


I Like that your tying your characters backstory to Pinkerton....however keep in mind...Pinkerton had never heard of Hunters until meeting Vegas and Colt,nor had he any knowledge of the "supernatural" before meeting them...
I'm fine with your characters knowing/being friends with Pinkerton...but keep it in a "normal" capacity...IE Pinkerton Knew your characters Family through some "regular" investigation.

Player Event.....

Danny hung up the Phone....it was set...soon Andy would be permently dealt with.....

"Let's go you bloodsucking sons of bitches!" Andy shouted out in challenge.....His voice booming in the confines of the warehouse...a rustle in the upper rafters drawing his attention...his grip tightened on his weapon..." Stay close.." he said to Vegas and Colt..." They're on the move.."

In his mist like form...Jimmy hung near the top of the warehouse...his two fellows,far two young to posses the power..crept through the shadows...closing the distance between themselves and the Hunters..Using his dark gifts...Jimmy reached out with his mind...attempting to disorientate the Hunters..he recoiled quickly...two of them wore amulets protecting them...he refocused..directing his mental powers at the eldest Hunter...

Colt began to tremble...his eyes taking on a glassy look...in the dim light..Vegas noticed something very wrong with her beloved mentor..." Colt!!...what's wrong..?!" she yelled..."Colt!!!"
The old Hunter gasp..his voice barely a whisper..." Got...me...my...mind..."..he gestured towards the warhouse ceiling .." Can't...make...it ...stop...STOP!...STOP!!!!".
In an instant...Colt was turning...his pistol rising against his will...the sights coming to rest on Vegas...the girl he'd been a Father to for so many years...
As Andy turned...caught completely by surprise by Colts actions...two Vampires appeared nearby...emergeing from the shadows...their Fangs bared ...they moved in for the kill...


Well...Danny's trap is sprung...and it certianly appears our Hunters are in a very bad spot...

Now...I used a PM from Catos to set up the situation so far...so Nachos and Silly...send me your actions...Catos...if you need to send me any further actions do so...I'll be doing the Combat resolution when I have the chance...

Oh gak this looks bad...

Sky, no! I'll save you!!!

Oh, wait, I can't soz

I think we should create some plot armour for sky!

I agree with Ghosty.

I also agree with Nick

Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:I agree with Ghosty.

I also agree with Nick

Who's Nick..???

Nick Clegg...

Lib Dem guy...

English...

Agreed with on numerous occasions...

No?

Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:Nick Clegg...

Lib Dem guy...

English...

Agreed with on numerous occasions...

No?

Ahhh...ok....

Anyway...while I'm waiting on PMs...

I've not heard anything from JP....so I may be taking over his Character soon as well...

Might be of interest to you ghosty...as I don't know that Ludous..( That was his name right?...I'll have to check..) will be much of a "joiner" concerning Amanda's "pack"...

Hmmm... I havn't seen Catos much today...

... and I don't think Sillyboy has been on for a while

Scarlett lent back and stared up at the night sky, her veins filled with the blood of an eager victim. Stroking the back of Molly's neck, she ignored the mortals murmur of satisfaction and pondered the situation she found herself in.

The call had not gone as well as she had hoped, it was obvious Pontius was up to something. She wasn't as old as he, but she sensed something on the air and it troubled her greatly.
Whatever it was, it was something she didn't have time to worry about yet. She needed to find out more about the looming shadow on her horizon. Only one thing stood out in her mind, something Walt had told her in Vegas.

She closed her eyes for a moment and saw herself walking into the Copa Room at the Sands Hotel, it was probably late in 1987 when rumours of Victoria being in the US reached Scarlett.

She saw Walt sitting at the bar, he was often here, he'd be thinking back to days gone by, when mortals such as Bennett, Sinatra, Martin and Sammy Davis Jr graced the stage.
She sat down next to him and he smiled back at her, offering her a drink, even though they both knew neither would touch it.

'Did you find out anything?' she asked softly. The beat of some electric band pulsating across the room.

Walt looked toward her and nodded a mild frown on his forehead, raising a cigar to his lips and took a smoke before exhaling across the bar.
'You got spirit kid, I see them come up and down this strip every night and none are as calm and collected as you are when they know the hounds are loose.'

Scarlett stared at the drink, it was almost tempting to take a sip, but in the past she had learned that led to discomfort.
'She's more of a memory now Walt, but I need to know.'

He nodded, and lent a little closer.
'Well it ain't the best news, she ain't no ordinary Vamp. I had a favour, I asked lucius what he knows. Funnily enough, he knew quite alot for a guy who never leaves his basement.'

Scarlett looked at Walt, Lucius was not blessed with the looks of many other Vampires, twisted and deformed he had spent most of his days under the City. He was old though, his blood went back to Roman times.
'So what did he say?'

'Victoria isn't her name, but no one he knows, knows what her real name is, he reckons she changed it about seventh century, but she is old. Really fething old, Sodom and Gomorrah old. He reckons she came from Egypt at some point, has ties to an old world god called Set, means nothing to me though. He also told me to stay clear of her and leave you to the crows. Punk thinks he knows me, but I don't abandon my friends.'

She smiled at him.
'Thank you Walt.'

'Hey I always told you, you remind me of my neice, she was a good kid. Plus after that Incident at the Stardust in Seventy-seven, I owe you, probably still.' he chuckled.

'Vaelsari.' she added with a grin.

'Long may his rotting corpse stink in the bowls of hell!' added Walt with a raise of his glass. She followed suit and lent into him and clinked his glass with hers.

'I might have to leave Walt.'

He paused, and took another puff from the cigar, then put the glass down with a rueful sigh.
'Yeah I guessed as much, she wants you bad kid, I'm not fully aware of everything, I ain't gonna ask, but that mark she gave you means something big, I'm sure of it.


Scarlett opened her eyes looking back up at the stars above Empire City, and cautiously she pulled at her top, revealling the snake like mark just above the left breast. She had tried to ignore it for so long, as if it had meant nothing, but it was becoming clear there was much more to that mark than she had first feared.

If the info Lucius had given Walt was right, she needed to try and find out more about this being, Set. It might be her only chance. Carefully removing herself from under Molly sleeping frame, she walked out of the Starbox and back towards her office. There was someone who might be able to help her in this city after all.

Holy hell MDS...I know I'm supposed to be impartial...but I really have to say I'm enjoying your RPs a lot.

RP:

Dez walked around the car and asked his Uncle,

"Did you bring the guns?"

"Of course I did. We can't particularly help without any weapons, can we?"

"That's what I was thinking. Anyway, shall I just go and take the motorbike, and follow you? Rachel can also go with you."

"Sure. I don't see why not. Moving on, it is worse than I thought in the City. Seargent Ellis, Detective Collins, allong with many other officers, are dead," Richard said sadly.

"Dead? Ellis is dead? Jesus Christ..."

"I know. We have got to get there as soon as possible. Who knows what is happening there right now?"

"Agreed, I'll go get Rachel."

*********

"Get your earpiece in, so we can talk on the way," Richard ordered Dez.

"Sure," he replied, putting it in while getting on the motorbike, and getting ready to leave, making sure his pistol was neatly tucked in his leather jacket pocket.

"Once we get there, we are to meet up with a guy called Andy, with two others called Vegas and Colt. They all have a good record.

"Great. As good as ours?" Dez asked eagerly.

"I'd say. If not, better. But then again, they do have the events with the recent developments under thier belt.

"True, true. Anyway, I think we should be going. Rachel okay?"

"Yeah shes fine. Silent as always. Let's move."

They left for the city.

Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:Nick Clegg...

Lib Dem guy...

English...

Agreed with on numerous occasions...

No?

I hate you Kais, get your own ing catchphrase.

Only joking.

Fitzz has a favorite....;We're all doomed.

Vegas most definetly needs plotarmour

My apologies for posting lees frequent. I just finished my interm and now my school drops 18 weeks of school in 6 weeks. Its taking a lot of my time.

[Cheers FITZZ, I'm really enjoying it, nice to be able to think over a game response. Like I said not done a RP like this before, so thanks for having me along.

Oh and I will be getting Aphasia pics up later, no ability to scan them here at work.]

The I agree with nick line was mentoined after the cons and libs made a coalition, but in Maerica you dont have that problem only having two political parties.......
Any now Nick is David Camerons personnal butler .... anyhoo

BIC:
Pontius sped away in thevan after dumpnig Pinkerton's unconscious body at the designated DZ.
We'll have to get rid of this van now, people in public have seen it and the police can trace it.
Really, I've come to love the place where i first embraced a mortal
Still Pontius should be happy with our efforts to tip the balance in our favour, that being the Kindred Society as a whole. ANd now I have a trick to show you once we are back in the sewers, I personally don't like it as I find it idisconcerting but it is very useful should you're mortal body come into true danger. It allows you to transform yourself into the gaseous state. this can allow you to inhabit a new body if needs be. Pontius is a master of the art which is endorsement enough, later i should introduce you to the members of the Ordo Dracul

OOC:Actually we have three parties, Democrat, Independent, and Republican.

We've had more before, like the Bull-Moose and Green party. They mostly suck votes away from the Democratic or Republican candidates though.

IC:
Time seemed to slow down for Andy as he took in the situation. Colt was going nuts, Vegas was his target, and two or more vamps were closing in on him. Adrenaline pumped through his veins as he prepared to deal with everything going on.

The lack of lighting made it nearly impossible to see what was going on, moonlight filtered in through the skylights giving the hunters some light. The lights from their guns acted like beacons, giving away their position.

Andy smiled as the chaos of the situation became bearable.

OOC: Just wanted to do a reaction to the first part of the event.

ghosty wrote:I think we should create some plot armour for sky!

And screw Andy huh?

David Flint hated his job. For years he had patrolled a long disused dirt path that ran through the forest. Why station a park ranger in area where no one ever whent? It was pointless and mind-numbingly dull. No one ever used the path, so it seemed pointless for David to keep an eye on it. What was supposed to happen? Was fething Big Foot going to take a merry stroll through here at night? He rubbed his face, trying to dispel the sleep from his eyes, to no avail. Then something caught his eye, a point of bright light making it's way up the path... Pulling out his binoculars, he looked down the ridge at the source of the light. When he did, he blearily rubbed his eyes before looking again. What appeared to be a man in a suit of black armor sporting a horrid draconic helmet was making his way up the path, a pair of wings made of flame leapt from his back, illuminating the night. The figure stopped mid-stride, and looked directly at the park ranger, who felt his bowels give way. He dropped the binoculars and tried to hide behind his desk, whimpering as he did so. After several minutes had passed, he breathed a sigh of relief, content that he was simply imagining things. Lifting himself to his feet, he glanced out the window. Nothing. Just like he thought. Chiding himself for his foolishness, he settled into his easy chair. His content turned to panic as his door flew off it's hinges, and the awful specter he had seen on the road entered, it's wings extinguished. David was frozen with fear, tears streaming freely down his face as the apparition approached, drawing a gleaming rune-stamped, black blade. Pleading for his life, the park ranger pressed himself back against his seat in terror. Raising the blade high in the air, the figure plunged the dark sword down into the ranger's open mouth, splitting it at the seams and spilling blood onto the chair. The blade continued on it's course, emerging from the bottom of the chair with a screech. Drawing the blade from it's prey, the creature left the house. As it neared the beginning of the path, it turned around, igniting it's wings into terrible brilliance. The house burst into unholy flame, reducing it to a pile of ash in a few short minutes. Azazel stalked off into the night, towards Empire City...