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Andy woke up to someone telling him that there were visitors. His eyes began to focus on the figure in the doorway and he mumbled something about being down there in a second. He felt unreal, he actually felt rested despite the fact that he had been sleeping for an hour or so at most. It might of had something to do with the adrenaline rush he got from the warehouse incident. Either way he felt good all things considered.

He walked down the stairs to the now clean, but bleach smelling kitchen to greet the new arrivals.

"You guys thought the door was unlocked huh?" Andy asked.

"Yeah, we were wondering why seeing everything that's been going on." Richard replied while shaking Andy's outstretched hand.

"You know we have a sniper looking over the road you guys were driving on right?" Andy smiled as he continued to shake their hands, "Anywho, name's Andy. Current commander of this chapter of hunters."

"We thought a guy named Danny was in charge around here." Richard asked as he set some bags on the counter.

"Danny was a traitor." Andy sighed, "Had to get rid of him."

"Shame," Richard continued to talk to Andy, "were can we set our stuff?"

"Rooms are upstairs," Andy remembered the spiel he got from Kara the first timehe arrived, "boys on the left, girls on the right. Bathroom is down the halls,those are also sex separated."

Andy watched as the trio began to head upstairs to get settled.

"Stay out of the second room on the left, that's my room." Andy called after them. After a few seconds he looked at the other hunter, "where's Danny's office, I have to see what he was up to before he wound up dead.".

Edit:

As Andy turned on the lights for the office he sees that Danny was at least a clean and orderly person. His oak desk was organized, the drawers were locked but keys removed from Danny's pocket opened them up with no issue. The first few drawers Andy opens are filled with supplies; pens, pencils, erasers, pencil sharpener, staples, etc. The last drawer he opens holds a 9mm. Andy is happy with his find, to him its always good to have a spare weapon laying around. Andy had a tech crack the password on Danny's computer and began searching through it, details over shipments of ammo and weapons and the transfer of hunters between outposts and cities. Not really the big things he was looking for, but necessary things to know. Andy pulled down some paperwork and began to sort it all out.

TheWildHost wrote:is it to late 4 me to join?

Yes...Sorry but we're thirty pages into the RP and I belive to much story has transpired to allow any new PCs ...hope you understand.

FITZZ wrote:

TheWildHost wrote:is it to late 4 me to join?

Yes...Sorry but we're thirty pages into the RP and I belive to much story has transpired to allow any new PCs ...hope you understand.

Hmm.
Fitzz, you should be more direct about these things...
And thank you for giving me the option to join as a wolf.

BIC:

Vegas grabbed the bottle out of the doctors hand. She doubted if the little man really was a doctor but it didn’t matter. Her wound was closed that was all she needed. She took a big gulp from the bottle, the alcohol burned through her throat. She pushed the doctor back as he tried to help her up. She didn’t need help. She stumbled out the room grabbing a shirt to cover her naked upper body. She glanced at two new arrivals dumping there stuff in their bunks. They both looked up. “What you looking at?” She sneered. The new guys quickly turned around. “That’s what I thought.” She muttered and pulled the shirt over her shoulders. She took another sip as she stumbled downstairs. The new arrivals staring at her. “What was that?” Dez asked Richard. But another voice interrupted. “She lost her mentor today.” Dez looked up and saw Andy standing his hands filled with documents. Dez didn’t knew what to say but it didn’t stop Richard. “Who died?” “Colt.” Andy simply said. “What? The Colt?” Andy nodded. “Well I be damned.” Richard said as he stoke through his hair.

Vegas sat outside the wheat creating a little fortress around her body. Almost as mother earth wanted to protect her. “Why didn’t you protect Colt” She yelled infuriated by the earth. She threw the empty bottle at a nearby tree. The glass shattered at impact. She ran to the tree pounding it at every moment. “Why?” She screamed at the careless tree. She dropped to the ground observing her bleeding knuckles. “Why?” she whispered. Water breached the dams.

(Just wanna mention that Dez and Richard already knew that Colt was dead, as they found out just before they arrived.)

Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:(Just wanna mention that Dez and Richard already knew that Colt was dead, as they found out just before they arrived.)

Now you are cetain he's dead...But at least hnow you know Vegas was his apprentice.

Cortez wheeled her SUV into the farms dooryard and killed the engine,her eyes narrowing searching for any signs of ambush...she saw only a young woman,pounding her fist against a crooked tree....she peered closely,recognizing the woman as Colt's ward..."Vegas"...Cortez sighed...she understood the young womans frustrations at the loss of Colt...but hoped she'd pull herself together..." Easy enough to join him if we are not careful.." Cortes whispered to herself.
Satisfied the area was secure,Cortez exited her vehicle...moving to the rear,her hand never leaving the blade at her side...she opened the concealed safe and retrived a large metal box from with in.

Cortez then turned and made her way to the large main house,sparing a glance at the surrounding area,...open field stretched out in every direction..." Good" She thought...no place for those night maggots to hide...she glanced up towards the rooftop..seeing the barrel of a riffle protruding over the edge..." I suppose the think that's security.." Cortez sighed to herself..." They have much to learn..."...she climbed the small flight of steps to the homes front door and rang the bell...

The door opened,slightly and the face of an aged man peeked out..." Yes?" he asked..
" Andy Bruss.." Cortez said..." inform him that he has a visitor...I am Miranda Cortez...sent from the most Holy Order Of Hunters High Office..."
The man paused...obviously stunned..." Your from the Network Command?"...he stammered.
" I am.." Cortez said...growing impatient..." Now...if you please...Andy Bruss...I require his presence.."
The man opened the door...obviously not a Hunter...merely one of the many Techs in their employ...his coveralls smeared with oil and grease...a mechanic Cortez deduced.
" Have a seat here..." the man said gesturing towards a large table in the front room..." I'll go get Andy.." the man rushed down the hallway.
Cortez seated herself,placing the box on the table and opening it... with reverance she looked upon the contents...two bladed weapons...each ornamently carved with ancient hyroglyphics..one a large curved sword...the other a foot and a half long dagger...almost a sword in itself..Cortez closed her eyes...she could sense the powers contained in these most Holy weapons wash over her...she prayed that their discovery had not occured to late to save this city.


The weapons Cortez has delivered are " The Wrath of Ra" (the sword) and " The Vengence of Osiris.." (Dagger)....they were original made in Egypt in 200 BC and were used by the first Hunters against an Order of Vampires who'd risen there.
They are extremly powerful weapons...so much so that even their presence fills vampires with pain and fear.


EDIT:....BTW...Game Time is now 6:00 AM...

Also...could someone (Vamp PC) please do some sort of RP concerning poor Pinky..

Sean...or the thing that at one time had been Sean...ran through a thick wooded area...familar yet strange to his fevered brain...pain coursed through his body as the early morning rays of the sun touched his flesh from betond the canopy of trees above and the creature shrieked as his skin began to blister and bubble.
" Home..." Again the word meant nothing ...the creatures mind struggled to understand...through the blinding agony and confusion tearing through it's form...
"Home...Home...HOME!!!"...the creature stood in a well manicured back lawn...a structure of brick and wood before him..." Home.."..Sean kicked the rear door of the structure and entered it's blessed shadows...the pain in his seared flesh unimaginable...
Falling to his knees and wailing..a conection was made in the creatures anguished mind...this was his home...his home..."Ryan.." the creature whispered...the name ...just out of reach...Sean struggled ...to make sense of it...another connection..." My BROTHER!!!"....

A wail from the creatures soul..." What have you done to me!!!"...The creature lurched through the house...searching...for what it did not know..." What did you do to me!!!"...
Sean wept...tears of blood...unaware he did so...exsausted he climbed into a small linen closet and curled into a ball...
" Ryan..." He wispered as his thoughts faded and he fell into an unnatural sleep..." What did you do to me?"

FITZZ wrote:
Also...could someone (Vamp PC) please do some sort of RP concerning poor Pinky..

I handed him over to the prince os it's out of my hands

Hlaine Larkin mk2 wrote:

FITZZ wrote:
Also...could someone (Vamp PC) please do some sort of RP concerning poor Pinky..

I handed him over to the prince os it's out of my hands

Aha...so you did....

Mordo...if you please....

....As the early morning sun rose over Empire City,miles away a large black 700 series BMW pulled up in front of a delapidated old home..
Amanda and her Pack climbed from the interior of the big luxary car and stretched...
" Are you sure the guy your looking for is here?" Carlos asked looking around..." Place looks deserted..."
Amanda turned quickly on him...opening shallow cuts across his face...and bearing her fangs..." Use your gifts...stop acting like a...human...don't look...sense.."
Carlos backed away..wiping the blood from his face...he glared at Amanda...but breathed in deeply..." I...I do...smell ...something.."
Amanda nodded..." He is here...Lukos..the Devil"...she smilled.

An old man dressed in ragged pants and a tie dyed shirt appeared on the porch...a shotgun held tightly in his grip..." What do you folks want?"..the Hippy said
Amanda glanced at the man and laughed..." Jerry Garcia didn't approve of guns old man.." she giggled..." You should put that thing away.."
The old hippy wracked the slide on the weapon..." I'll put you away if ya don't get back in your car and get of my land..." he said.
" Do your best...Dead Head" Amanda said stepping forward...her eyes blazing...
The Hippy raised the gun...pointing it towards the woman's chest..." I mean it!!.." he yelled.." Last chance!!"...

...A hand reached out and grabbed the barrel...moving it away from Amanda...
Lukos stood next to the hippy...staring coldly at the woman..." Murry...go inside...I shall attend to these...people.."


Old Murry turned to his master..muttered and walked inside...

" What do you want Amanda?" Lukos asked leaning on a rotted support beam on the porch.
" Why Lukos...aren't you pleased to see me...it's been years...1967 if I recall...Berkly.." Amanda laughed " I see your still keeping company with hippies..."
" It's not been long enough..and my company is my own affairs.." Lukos said irretated.." Now...what do you want?"
" Pontius...the leech...I want your help in ridding our teritory of him and his kind" Amanda said..." Surely you know he's here...Surely you know he wishes to destroy us..."
" I am fully aware of his presence...and his actions.." Lukos said reflectively...
"..And you approve!?" Amanda said...anger now rising in her tone
" Pontius does not require my approval for his actions..." Lukos laughed
" ...And you will not fight?" Asked Amanda...clearly enraged.
" I will fight...my desire to see Pontius torn limb from limb far outwieghs your own.." Lukos said..." But...I will not be foolish enough to simply throw myself at him with only a handful of pups behind me.."
Amanda paused..." What is it you suggest then..?"
Lukos smiled " I suggest you and your...pack..come inside...we shall discuss our options...and how best to be rid of Pontius.."

[Will be able to get back into the swing of things tomorrow.. fortunately I can note Scarlett as researching something last night so can jump back with her after the next Sundown.]

=(((((((((((((((((

Will do a post tommorow hopefully... been playing too much American 'Football'

Hlaine Larkin mk2 wrote:Will do a post tommorow hopefully... been playing too much American 'Football'

That's fine ...I played noseguard back in high school...I know how sore you can get after a game.

Could i please be One of the new hunter recruits or a lone werewolf PUUUUH-LEEEEESE

Robert Pinkerton opened his eyes, his vision swimming in and out of focus. He pushed himself up from the grimy floor, standing upright and looking around. Despite the total blackness, Pinkerton could see with perfect clarity, his senses hyperaware and active. He could smell each and every rat and insect around him, their location, and their emotions, feeling their lusts and desires. He was in the sewers, he realized that now. But how? Last he remembered.... Pinkerton vomited into the grey stream winding in front of him, emptying the contents of his stomach into the water as the memories rushed back to him. He was one of...them. A bloodsucker, a vampire. No, no, no, no! He was Robert Jefferson Pinkerton, police chief of Empire City, protector of her people, defender of the streets, not a goddamned parasite! He shook his head, looking for a way out, as he looked about, a figure stepped from the shadows, a slender figure dressed in a brown dress suite and wearing a purple crane mask. Oliver Lane. "You! You did this to me!" He shouted, charging the assassin, aiming a punch at the vampire's face. Oliver chuckled, and caught his fist, but the smile was literally knocked off his face as Pinkerton's other fist smashed into the side of his head, knocking him against the sewer wall. "You piece of gak! I'm going to ram that pointy mask up your ass!" Oliver righted himself swiftly, chopping his hand across Pinkerton's throat, causing the fledgling to gasp as his windpipe was crushed. Grabbing the back of his head with strong fingers' the Englishman slammed Pinkerton's face into the concrete wall with a sickening crunch, splitting the skin, and causing blood to seep from his face. "Never lay a hand on me again. Is that clear?" Gurgling, Pinkerton responded, "Go feth yourself!" Snarling, Oliver smashed the officer's head against the wall again and again, pulping Pinkerton's face, and shattering his facial structure. "Are. We. Clear?" Pinkerton mouthed "feth you", prompting Oliver to draw his blade, preparing to plunge it into the prone form before him. "Oliver! Pontius has given him to me! His life is mine along to take!" Shouted Longinus.

OOC: Hlain, all yours

Nice game of pass the pinkerton guys.

BIC:

Andy was interrupted by a hunter tech, "There's an agent in the main room, she has a box with her and she's looking for you."

Andy nodded and put some of the papers he had been looking through down, he had learned a lot so far from the memos and papers Danny had been so kind to leave for him to peruse. As he stood up he picked up a piece of paper with some special information on it, depending on what the hunter in the front had for him, he could ask for some help. As he entered the room he was surprised to see a woman sitting on the couch with a package on the table.

"Hello there Mrs?" Andy began, offering his hand.

"Cortez, Miranda Cortez." she responded, ignoring Andy's hand in order to hurry things along, "Your lack of security is worrying."

"Sorry," Andy offered a response, "I just got the reigns about four or so hours ago and haven't been able to do much so far. So who sent ya?"

"Network Command." Miranda said, "I was to deliver these to Colt until current events prevented that. How did he die again?"

"Vampire ambush set up by Danny." Andy looked over the weapons and went to pick up the sword.

"Don't touch them." Miranda said, intercepting Andy's hand, "I want to make sure you appreciate what they are first."

"Okay Cobra Kai." Andy took his hand away, "Fill me in."

Miranda went through the stories attributed with each weapon. Both of them were ancient, and even older than most of the vampires in Empire City but retained their powers. He knowledge of these weapons was enough to convince Andy to ask her about some other things he was planning to take down Pontius a few pegs. He pulled out the paper and showed her the picture.

"You see this?" Andy asked her, "What do you know about it?"

"It looks like a crossbow." Miranda scrutinized the picture, "Could be blessed, maybe its... I can recall one of the techs in headquarters complaining about one of their weapons going missing awhile back."

"Excellent." Andy said as he folded the paper back up and placed it into his pocket. "I'm working on a way to get that and I also have several other plans I want to run by you."

Andy went into the office and expected Miranda to follow him. He turned to see her still sitting there, "Come on now, in here.".

Miranda got up and began to follow Andy, she didn't want to leave the weapons sitting on the table so she sealed them back up and carried them with her. The desk was a lot messier as Andy had been rummaging through it looking for information. He pulled a seat close to the desk and offered her it as a seat while sitting in the computer chair. he showed her a list of businesses with believed ownership by Pontius.

"I want the network to follow the flow of cash from these businesses to see if they meet up in one account." Andy began to lay out his plan for her, "If we can find a single account that these businesses feed into that means they're owned by Pontius and give him an income. Once we find this account we can hopefully suck it dry and use it for ourselves. I also want several of these hideouts destroyed."

"That's a lot of things to do Mr. Bruss." Miranda looked over the ambitious plans, "I'm not sure it can all be done by..."

"The next full moon." Andy said, smiling at her reaction, "I want it all done by the next full moon."

"No way that's going to happen." Miranda shook her head.

"Oh, I'm going to make it happen. One way or another it will happen." Andy continued to smile and nod his head.

"You honestly think you can get this all done?" Miranda looked Andy in the eyes.

"Hell yeah!" Andy stood up from his chair, pumped.

"You're still full of yourself, cocky." Miranda began to question Andy's sanity.

"I'd rather be full of myself than have something else full of me." Andy winked, "By the way, I'm not crazy." he said while gripping the mantle above the door to the office.

"Oh, and Vegas is out in the field, just sitting there." Miranda ignored Andy's bravado, "Might want to deal with that."

"Crap." Andy said as he hurried out of the farmhouse to get Vegas.

FITZZ wrote:

Hlaine Larkin mk2 wrote:Will do a post tommorow hopefully... been playing too much American 'Football'

That's fine ...I played noseguard back in high school...I know how sore you can get after a game.

I've been playing online. It's just really time consuning, but i do play Tighthead in my school's rugby team. At training on Tuesday we played about 3 drives at American Football, I socred 2 touchdowns

PArt 1
Longinus reformed from his gaesous state. He is Mine.
Go feth yourself. you caused this. Pinkerton cried out. Oliver dropped Pinky to the floor. What do you mean, your life to take?
Your master Pontius has gifted me this upstart as a reward for my recent exploits, besides the Ordo are nearly here, you shuld go prepare yourself.
Oliver began to mumble and stalk down the tunnel giving Pinky one last kick in the ribs. Pinky who was now crouched in a ball on the sewer floor. Longinus began to Drag Pinky along the sewer tunnel. Pinky trying to hold onto consciousness and trying to recognise his surrounding was horrified to feel the abscence of t=his mobile. Looking back along the tunnel he saw it crushed on the floor. It must of happened when Oliver flung him into the wall. eventually Longinus propped him up against the wall.
what the hell do you want?
Yor previous life is gone, you should embrace this now as you have embraced your previuos life. You can still protect the city as one of us

More to come later guys

Hey, Vegas is rich so she could hire a bunch load of accountants to check the money flow. They wouldn't know and we know what to hit.

Good plan?

Part 2

Pinky saw now there was three figures standing over him.
stand up childe, you don't want to embarise your sire do you?
what the feth do you mean?
it was my blood that turned you into one of us, ergo I am your sire and you my childe and Longinus's grandchilde.
You're all fething crazy, you know that right.
Master here is the equipment you asked for.
Isaac pointed to several metal cases stacked in the corner.
don't worky 'pinky' this won't take long but i can't guarntee it won't hurt.
Get the feth away from me, you Psychos will be locked away you can count on that.
Pinkerton squirmed as Suzie and Isaac tied him down and gagged him.


People would never forget what they saw that outside the Police Station, it was so outragous. A black van sped past throwing something out of the side as it sped by. It looked about the size of a human covered in lots of bubble wrap. The two officers who hauled it into the station were horrified when the wrap was undone.

Detective Pinkerton lay there. Across both his eyes where crosses which had rendered his eyes useless. His throat was a mess of scores and cuts, his voacl chords slashed. When Pinky opened his mouth to gasp for air he had no tongue and several of his teeth were missing. His topless torso had nicks and scratches all over it and a envelope sellotaped to the front when he rolled over onto his back he revealed a massive burn. Somebody had burned the anarchy symbol inot his back with what would be the use of a blowtorch.

One officer colapsed the other dropped to floor retching. Several attendants rushed to help one calling a ambulance.
Inside the envelope it read;

Dear the Police force of Empire City,

This is a a warning to anyone that crosses our Order. We are the Holy Ordos of Hunters. This is what we do to those that cross our path. This man here saw first the damage the supernaturals we hunt can do yet has done nothing to counter it. This infection is one of Werewolves. They kill and feed aimlessly and recklessly on humanity. WE must exterminate them. If anyone opposes us we will do this again to them.
Signed,
Andy Bruss






Suzie took one last look at the burning van as she dived into the sewers, it had served them well but had been seen by too many mortals.

And like that, the one 'average joe bloggs trying to make sense of it all' has been removed from the game.

....Ok,bit foggy here on what just happened to Pinkerton....

If I'm reading it correctly...the Vampires mutilated him and dumped him at the police station attaching a note that pointed the finger at the Hunters...

FITZZ wrote:....Ok,bit foggy here on what just happened to Pinkerton....

If I'm reading it correctly...the Vampires mutilated him and dumped him at the police station attaching a note that pointed the finger at the Hunters...

Basically yes, and since he can't speak he can't counter the story

[Surely you'd have needed to make him nigh on a vegtable, because even if you cut all his 'pinkies' off, he could type with his nose, or some kind of impliment once he comes around?]

Morathi's Darkest Sin wrote:[Surely you'd have needed to make him nigh on a vegtable, because even if you cut all his 'pinkies' off, he could type with his nose, or some kind of impliment once he comes around?]

he also is blind (The crosses 'broke' them)

So suffice to say Pinky has been badly damaged,dumped at the police station and the blame has been laid on the Hunters...fair enough...

However....seeing as Pinky is now a Vampire...and an obvious example of their existance for all the police to see with their own eyes...I wonder just how zelously the police will pursue an orginization sworn to destroy the very sort of creature they are all looking at?

They will help the hunters.............I hope.

sillyboy wrote:They will help the hunters.............I hope.

Well...here's the kicker....Pontius is still in control of Nash....who could always issue orders for the police to go after the Hunters...of course seeing as the Police are human...and obviously would consider Vampires and Werewolves a bigger threat than people killing Vamps and wolves (even if one of those Vamps used to be a fellow cop),they (the cops) may not follow Nash(Pontius) orders...

On top of that...with such obvious proof of "Night Feeders" droped on their doorstep...the Police may inact a curfew.