"Right then.." He gave a slightly puzzled glance to Tessa and the male. Honestly, he hadn't been paying attention to anything around him. His attention dropped back down to Mizu. His hands coming around to grip her upper arms gently as he moved her back some. One hand reaching up to wipe at some of the leftover tears racing down her cheeks. "You don't love me, so you really don't have any right to be angry at me for leaving." He smiled sweetly at her. "...I kept your present. That has to count for something, right?" He glanced at Tessa and the male again, this time just to make sure the male wasn't doing anything he shouldn't be. Kasimir really hadn't being paying attention to their conversation.

He her back, hiding his face in her hair, as he tried to calm down again. "Tess. God Tess I didn't want to leave you, but-but they were holding me somewhere. I never meant to leave you alone my sister. I'm not going to ever again. Never again." He murmured into her hair as he ran his fingers through it to calm her down. Feeling eyes on him he glanced up at the blonde before looking back to his sister. Much as he didn't want to he slowly pulled her away from him. "So what's been going on Kiddo?" He asked, his grin back on his face as he used his thumb to wipe away her tears.

~*~

She sighed, either he had believed her or was just going to ignore it. Either was fine with her. "So I'm not allowed to be upset to finally see my friend again after a few years? Hell you didn't let me say good-bye." She countered, letting her eyes close as she felt him brush her cheeks. "I'm glad you did, if you had sold it I really would have kicked your ass." She murmured,turning her head to look at the pair. "I'm glad they reunited. Siblings shouldn't be separate..." She commented, remembering painfully of her own siblings she'd left behind. "Haben sie noch besuch gibt es?(Do you still visit there?)" She asked silently, hoping he'd understand she meant the black market.

((I'm going to bed now...3:30am for me...See ya later))

Friends? Well..Maybe they had been friends. Kasimir shook his head slightly. Still, Alistair was his friend, and he knew Alistair didn't have other friends. Kasimir watched Mizu for a few moments, then watched Tessa and the male. Siblings. Well that explained things he supposed. His attention returned to Mizu and he ran a hand through her hair. "Saying good-bye is painful. It's easier to just leave." He had frowned at his own words, but he did believe what he said. When she spoke German, he shrugged slightly. "Nein, verließ ich die nacht und haben nicht einmal zurück gedacht. (No, I left that night and haven't even thought of going back.)" Once again he ran his hands through her hair. It seemed a bit different than he remembered. That was alright.

Tes was sniffling back tears when James had wiped her face. She still could hardly believe it. Taking a moment to look towards Kasimir, she registered that the woman had somewhat attacked him a moment ago. They now seemed to be speaking together in German. Tess didn't know German, but she didn't care, it wasn't her conversation. They must have known eachother before... Tess would keep an eye on the two in case this woman decided to attack Kasimir again, after all, she still owed him. Looking back at her brother, she sniffled again before smiling. "I'm so glad to see you again, James, I thought..." She didn't want to say it. She thought he had been just another body on incinerator island. Shaking her head, she frowned at him. "How could you just dissapear like that!?" She yelled giving him a shove. "Do you have any idea how worried I've been!? I've been traveling alone this entire time, I could have been killed do you know that!?" Her attitude had seemed to change in an instant. Her sadness gone, anger filling it's place. In another moment, she was calm again, eyes filling with tears again, she choked them back, she was stronger than that. "James, what happened to you?" she asked, reaching to place her hand on his face again. At that moment there was a faint rumble in the distance, the ground began to shake slightly. The volcano, it was erupting again. It wouldn't be long before ash rained from the sky that would last for hours, sometimes days. It always depended on how long the quakes lasted. They needed to get out of the open in case it caused the generators to fail, or in case the quake became sever enough to start shattering windows and causeing buildings to lose peices that they didn't want to be standing under upon descent. Looking at Kasimir's friend Tess introduced herself, "Hi, I'm Tess, this is my brother James... We're new to this town, do you know where we could grab a bite to eat? We should get out of the street, you two are welcome to join us..." Tess hoped she'd point them in the direction of a place that served alcohol. Lots and lots of alcohol. Tess needed a drink to relieve her stress and help process her thoughts racing in her mind, and she did believe a sort of celebration was in order.

"Then 'see you later' would have been easier?" She snapped quietly. Sighing she ran her fingers through her hair again, head tilting to the side. "I'm amazed you quit going back to the Market...But I hope you won't mind a sudden visit?" She pursed her lips, looking as if she'd suddenly swallowed something sour. She hated asking for help, especially if it meant being indebted to someone like Kasimir. She blanked her expression quickly and then smiled brightly when the dark haired female walked over. "Hi Tess, I'm Mizu. I think you already heading to a bar so why don't we just go there? I'll pick up the tab, so you all get whatever you want, as much as you want." She offered sternly, she was expecting this girl to protest, maybe even her brother. Kas was a maybe. But then again, he never did turn down free anything. Turning to head in the direction of the bar, she glanced at Kas. "Finden sie einige Informationen, um mir einen kleinen Prinzen? Es scheint, als ob er ein Interesse hat an mir.(Can you find some information for me on a little prince? It seems he has an interest in me.)" She whispered before walking away, seeming to glide over the trembling ground.

~*~

James winced. He can't believe he didn't count on her sudden shift of emotions. "Tessa. I...It wasn't my fault...That night I had been captured, some how they managed to nullify my fire ability." He said, his throat tight when she had brought up that she would have been killed at any time. "Tess please don't say something like that. I worried over it enough." He begged quietly as he pulled her into a tight hug. "I...It doesn't matter. I'm back, I'm never going to leave. What I went through I'd rather you not know." He said before feeling the first quakes with his sister. He followed her to the other pair, eyeing them with a distrustful eye. He hadn't appreciated Mizu's form of reuniting them, but he wouldn't complain much...Just about her obvious ease of thievry, the male, well he still remembered what the blue-haired girl had called him and he wasn't sure if he wanted such a person around his sister.

Tess watched as Mizu crossed the street in the direction of the bar. Looking at Kasimir and then at James as if to question if they would follow, she walked after her, glancing over her shoulder briefly to make sure the two were following. She was almost afraid to take her eyes off of James, for fear he would just vanish again. She felt it was almost too good to be true that James had reappeared in her life. He was a vampire now, but he wasn't like other vampires, she knew for sure, he could never be. Still, she had so many questions for him, and they still had the matter of searching out the vampires who killed their parents.

From a fire escape draped in darkness and smoke, Weston looked on clenching his spell book in his hands. He felt as if it were his anchor to sanity but it was sadly made of paper. His red eyes traced her movement as she walked with a male who looked like her. He jumped down and walked through the darkness and dust following her scent. She was walking to the bar. It felt good to follow her.

Ignoring Brent and his insane plan, Aidan made his way onto to the streets. His sire may want to sleep the day away but hunters didn't scare him all that much. He wasn't as weak. Now he could strike someone of value. What was it with that idiot Brent? The deal seemed idiotic. He rushed down the street and made a made dash into an alley. He was hunting for his prey.

"Let's just move on, alright?" Jaz rubbed her bare arms and shivered. The smoke covering the sun made everything feel dirty. Her ears picked up on the sound of her brother stepping closer once again. "We aren't going to find someone who will let us stay. Just face it: everyone in this city is just as paranoid as you are."

Liam glowered at the ground nearby. Another homely woman had turned them away. It seemed like no one had a spare room: everyone was strapped for food and shelter. There was no room - even though the city thrived like one before the world changed. It was a nice neighborhood, too. You'd think that at least one house would be open for a couple of travelers to spend the night. They had a bit of money. A very small amount, but it was something to scrape by with.
"We should try a few more." The last thing he wanted was to be sleeping in the streets with his blind sister. It was like standing in the middle of a field and waiting for the lions to come and pick their teeth with your bones. Liam reached for Jaz's arm, but she managed to pull away just in time. She must have heard him move.

"I can take care of myself, Liam!" Jasmine furrowed her brow, but didn't look directly at Liam. She couldn't - she couldn't see him. "Let's just sit somewhere comfortable and in public view. Heck, we can hide in the store for the night if we have to."
"That's absurd. I'm not letting you-"
"We might not have a choice," Jaz said sternly. She might have been the younger sister, but she wasn't the type to let her family do silly things just to keep her out of trouble. They'd done it before she was blind, and now Liam took it to a whole new level of paranoid parenting. "I didn't say we couldn't try another one. If we don't find someone willing to let us in by the end of the street, we can find a school and sleep in the locker room or something."

Liam nodded and moved toward the next house, his blind sister in sight at all times. Alright then.

Kasimir had blinked. A bit surprised, but sometimes with him, it was hard to tell. Then he shrugged. "Go back?" His voice was a hushed whisper and he shoved his hands in his pockets as he moved to walk beside Mizu as they headed towards the bar. Mm. Alcohol and chicken tenders. That thought made him realize he was rather hungry. He licked his lips, and glanced at Mizu with a raised eyebrow, this time he really was surprised. He didn't reply in German though. "You got a name? It's easier to dig info up if I have a good starting point. Might take awhile though." He glanced over at Tessa and her brother.

A small chill crept down his spine, but he often got that feeling in this city. Once again, it was a feeling of being watched. Though in places like this, who wasn't watching everyone that slipped down the street? Kasimir shrugged it off as nothing.

Weston continued to monitor their movements. There were more with her. "Friends", he whispered to himself. He was beginning to forget what that even meant. A wash of sadness rolled over his body. Like a cat, he crept around and scaled the buildings. Finally he was near them. Looking down, he scaled the building so he could watch them from a distance but while he was moving through the shadows, one of his books fell to the floor. Weston hadn't noticed. He was moving ahead of them to watch them from the alleyway.

Meanwhile, Aidan made his way through the streets looking for human flesh. Most humans fan in fear and there was a part of him that was afraid of the hunters. They forsaken them, he thought, all of them! He moved through the houses and that's when he smelled it. A hunter and a human. He froze and began to scale one of the buildings. He looked for them not only with his eyes but his ears and nose too.

Come out, come out wherever you are, he thought with a lick of his lips, I'm not going to hurt you too badly. Ha, that fool Brent is missing out on all this fun!

She glanced at him as she moved to open the door when they made it across. "If you don't want to, I won't make you go back. I'll go myself." She replied back in a soft voice, she could feel the glare the vampire gave her and Kas, and she couldn't blame him either. Shaking her head she held the door for the other to walk in first, blue eyes watching their surroundings. Once the last person passed, she quickly moved to a large booth, sliding in. She watched, ignoring the looks from the staff, but they were slow any so no one said anything."Michael Khallos I believe." Wincing lightly as her voice suddenly sounded louder, echoing slightly. She shrugged to herself.

~*~

James had followed the others, part of him wondering what the blonde and blue-haired were talking about. Moving past her into the building, he stared at the interior, wondering why his sister had agreed to come here. When Mizu sat he moved to follow, pausing when he could hear the beginning vibrations of a phone, but started to chuckle when the blue haired suddenly jumped in her seat with a loud curse. "Forget something?" He teased, though not the same he would have if it had been Tess. The other female seemed to understand that as she glared and stuck her tongue out. "Nope, my mind was on other things." She replied, and his surprise went up as he watched her take it apart, meticulously checking over each piece before she pocketed the parts and ignored the case. "Tess, tell me whats been going on. I feel bad for being gone." He asked as he turned to his sister, letting her slid in opposite Mizu. At least thats what he was hoping.

Tess passed through the open door, thanking Mizu and waited for the others. Mizu slid into a booth and Tess slid in across from her sitting next to the window where she could observe the street outside. The bar was loud with commotion of people talking, but mostly dishes clanging around from the vibrations of the volcano. When James took his seat she replied, "I've been searching for you since the moment you vanished." Simple as that. "It's been, interesting lately, to say the least. I made friends with a vampire, and protected one in the same day. That's not like me at all, I don't know what I was thinking really. I haven't done any hunting, the only vampires I've killed have been in self defense. You were always better at that than me..." She had almost forgotten he was a vampire now. "James, where have you been?" She asked him slowly, feeling a pain in her heart for him.

Iyzebel sighed and got up from her bed, having been flipping through a very interesting book that had taken her about a month to find. She placed the thick volume down on her nightstand and stood and stretched. Her cami rose up and bunched together as she bent back some, feeling her back crack made her sigh in relief, as she stood up straight again she fixed her shirt and went into the bathroom, her clothes for the night were already hanging up. A tight black t-shirt that read on the front 'I Taste Just Like Candy!' in bold purple print and 'So Bite Me!' in dark red print that dripped. Her jeans were also black and made of a soft material, the side of the legs had little spaces where pieces of fabric twisted to the other side, her shoes were simple black heels that had 'Biaotch' written on the outsides to match the letters on her shirt.

She smiled as she stepped into the shower with extremely hot water, she sighed in pleasure as she just stood there, letting her muscles relax before actually washing up. When she stepped out, she applied her normal maintenance, lotion, hair products, make up, perfume. She made sure to let her hair dry in waves, the teal color of it shocked people, as well as her lime green eyes. The hair was dyed, but her eyes were natural. In thinking about her eyes, she covered the left one with her hair, she was used to the scars but they bothered people.

She sighed once again as she dressed carefully, she also checked to make sure the black polish on her nails and toes was still there. Satisfied she stood in front of the mirror and then shook her head watching her hair go flying before covering her eye again and stepping out the door, she head a few police sirens and gun shots as was normal in this part of town. She walked down the street with her hands in her back pockets, simply observing the night, taking it all in and noting small things which pleased her, like the few wild flowers that managed to grow in the cracks of the street. She inhaled the night air and smelled nothing out of the ordinary, which made her relax some. She didn't let her guard down often so it was rare. But tonight, she just wanted to enjoy her life, was that so wrong of her?

(O_O'' Okay..If I mess up and ended up ignoring someone's post between myne and Neko's. I am terribly sorry. If not, than...well...idk. :P and sorry if this post is kind of short. Kind of got lazy @[email protected])

Immediately while in the middle of the fighting between the two vampires; without even the slightest bit of warning, being pulled right into the building was kind of something he wasn't looking forward to. Soon enough though, being pulled right back into the building where the darkness of the building was able to stop all the annoying fighting. Panting rather heavily but all the while still being held in the grasp of the older male vampire, Shuji simply listened to everything the man had to say from beginning to end without interrupting at all this time. That was very much unlike Shuji not to interrupt let alone say a single word after he had finished. By the time he had finally released the grip onto him, Shuji simply made his way over toward one of the windows as he stared right outside with his own eyes slightly squinted and his own fists clenched tightly. It was true that the vampires seemed to needed to harm the human race for both pleasure and food, but what he really didn't understand was what the point of killing them. It was understandable that because of the human race had killed their own race, it was simply vengeance for all the ones that had fallen; but continuously killing one another wasn't going to stop any of that. Than exactly what would happen when the human race died out, all Shuji could even think about if the human race died out was that the vampires would simply feed upon themselves to the point of insanity..if that hadn't already happened.

"Than do what you will, I shall not stop you from what you think is right...but I'm just stating one thing now. Don't think just because your getting pleasure, food, and vengeance for those humans to what they did to you..or our kind. That won't change that they will continue to grow and kill us as well..you want to keep our kind alive and well; than do something that will stop the continuous deaths of our kind..the human race will continue to grow. And you know..deep down..you can't protect each and everyone one of us." With that, Shuji just gave a final glare right back toward the older male vampire; although with just the quick glare, all there was within his eye was pitch black and nothing more. For the next moment, the darkness within his own eyes vanished before he bolted straight out the building. Leaving a hole right there in the wall and leaving the floor itself breaking from where he was standing; til there was a gaping hole on where he once stood. Soon enough within the next few seconds had passed by, Shuji ended up breaking right through another abandoned building; leaving a gaping hole in that one as an entrance as well. The only reason he had ended up leaving just like that was due to the fact that Shuji didn't want to start another senseless argument between him and another one of his kind that believed that peace was pointless and all there was to the vampire's life was that killing the humans for food, and pleasure.

So by the time Shuji was within the abandoned building, he stared right down at both his arms noticing how his own body was shaking lightly from him having to bolt from one building to another in such a short time. Giving a small hiss on how much it stung to feel his own body shaking terribly after going through the light for only about 10 to 15seconds. It obviously couldn't be helped at this point as he gave a little sigh shaking his head and ripped off two long pieces of his own jacket to wrap around both his arms. Just to stop the painful stinging feeling he had on both his arms. With that, Shuji had really no where else to go at this point as he just decided to might as well walk through the building to see what he could find while he waited to see what would happen to the lights. After walking around the building for about a good 5 minutes or so, Shuji finally came across a room that seemed to have an old piano in the middle of the room. Tilting his head curiously toward it, he couldn't help himself but go over toward it and test out the keys to see if each and everyone of them still worked. Luckily for him, each one worked like a charm; just it was really old and dusty. "hm.." he thought to himself only for a moment and gave a little warm smile to himself before taking a seat onto the semi-long chair. There was a song that he remembered his mother played to him; when she was still alive, expect it was on the flute rather than the piano. Thankfully enough he still remembered the song and was already talented at music to know which keys to play.

&#x202a;Sparrow - Beautiful Calm Sad Piano Music Instrumental (Original)&#x202c;&rlm; - YouTube <-- song he played

Liam's gaze shot to the oddest individual. She had teal hair . . . and she walked with a confidence he'd learned to relate to night-walkers. She was out during the daylight hours thanks to the smoke. Vampire. The vampire hunter had been roaming the street with his blind sister for a good couple hours . . . and now he was getting antsy. When he saw the female just striding down the street, he slowly let his hand drift to the gun at his hip. He only had one clip left - but they were hand-made bullets. The silver would wound the vampire, and he could kill her while she was down.

Unfortunately, Jasmine (who was just as blind as ever) didn't see the vampire woman. All she heard was movement. Striding closer to Iyzebel, she just kept walking with her glazed eyes fixed on an unseen point somewhere before her. "Do you think the last house will let us stay for the night?" she asked over her shoulder, unknowingly placing herself between the vampire and Liam's line of fire. When her brother didn't reply, the girl stopped walking. Jaz now stood a few feet from Iyzebel, looking a bit concerned. "Is there something going on?"

Liam lifted his .45 and smiled grimly, hoping he had the right kind of person. If this odd girl was human, then he was a murderer. If she was vampire, he was doing his job. With a swift movement he reached forward and pulled his younger sister away from the woman. Flicking the safety off and pulling back the hammer, he hissed under his breath. The sound of the gunshot echoed through the darkened streets.
((Ooooh, netherdancer. You were the answer to my problem. :lol: I was trying to find a way to transition smoothly in to meeting someone. ;) AND HERE YOU ARE!! Huzzah!))

Iyz had heard the two behind her and had continued to walk on hoping that they'd past by her. She murmured a quick spell as soon as she'd sensed his murderous intent. The bullet hit her in the shoulder, but whatever it was made of was changed, so as not to harm her overly much, but appear so to all others. She screamed and made a grab for her shoulder as she pitch forward, her body convulsing in pain as she cursed to herself. She turned to see the man that had shot her, the silver or blue hair of hers fascinated her.

"What the hell?!" she shouted, clutching her shoulder and glaring back at him. Her life's blood was spilling onto the ground around her. She couldn't move much nor walk unless she used her powers, but she didn't want to give this man anymore cause to hurt her. She was peaceful, not harmful to anyone. And yet on the odd night she'd decided to venture out of her little motel, she was shot by a hunter.

"I don't have any money, just don't hurt me..." she said taking her right hand and trying to back away pitifully. But Gods did it hurt, she'd never been shot before and had hoped never to be, but it seemed as though she wasn't as lucky as she could have been. Her hair was now stained red with her own blood, her scar shown to this man, this hunter... Maybe she should try to get away, maybe, but she wasn't sure. If worse came to worse she would, but for now she'd rather not have to hurt anyone other than herself.

(That was so mean, I should have known that I'd be the one to get shot walking out of the frellin house... My sister always told meh to watch out for strangers... *sighs* lolz)

((*beams a lovely innocent smile* Well, Liam is a paranoid freak. . . .))

Liam's gaze hardened as he fired . . . but when she didn't convulse from the silver poisoning her system, doubt swiftly entered his mind. Not a vampire? She would be in a lot more pain if she was.

"What the hell, Liam?!" Jaz, despite being blind, strode right up to her brother and gave him a harsh shove that made him take a step back. The male's gaze was still locked on the wounded woman, but he said nothing to stop the tyrade that came at him. "You can't do this! Not again! I don't want our faces showing up on every wanted poster throughout the entire fricking country!"

Liam firmly brushed his sister behind him, keeping himself between the thought-to-be vampire and Jaz. "Show me your hands," he demanded. Vampires had strangely perfect hands - everything about them radiated charisma and charm. He jacked his gun, taking aim once again. Despite his strong words, his eyes conveyed doubt. What if she isn't one of them? He would be a definite murderer . . . and it wasn't like no one had noticed. They were getting some looks as people started to notice that he'd just shot someone in the streets. "Show me your damn hands!" he snarled when she didn't move fast enough. He might be able to save her if she was human. If he found out she wasn't . . . then he could finish her off.

She held out left hand, it shook terribly. She was sure that her skin looked human and different from normal vampires. She had scars and marks upon her, from the fight with Detric. And her hands had never healed right, they looked human. Her nails were perfect but her palms were forever human now. She was afraid for her life. She flinched and fell over, landing on her shoulder which made her cry out in pain, she began to cry. 'I promise I'll never again step foot out of my room if he doesn't kill me!' she thought frantically to herself.

She was sure that he would kill her if she was found out. But she wouldn't let that happen. She couldn't, for the sake of her revenge. She wouldn't die here, she'd kill him if she had to. And she'd never killed a single person, so she was sure that she was going to come out worse for wear. Dammit, why her? When had her life become so dangerous? When she'd loved a vampire.

(That's mean... She doesn't even feast upon your ilk :p syke nah)

Seeing the scarred hand that was offered to him, Liam's expression changed. Oh, God. He'd just shot a woman on the street with the thought that she was different. Why? Because of her odd hair color? There was a time when bright colors were not considered bold; when it was normal. He'd taken it as a sign of confidence: and confidence came from the vampires now that the smoke in the air allowed every day to be a living nightmare.
He must have muttered something about his doubt, for Jaz spun on her heel and moved toward the woman.

"He didn't mean to," she hissed, moving to touch Iyzebel's shoulder to make sure she was close enough. The blind girl knelt and fumbled with the small pack on her shoulders. It wasn't long before she had withdrawn a thread-bare sweater that smelled faintly of campire smoke. "Oh, God, please don't die." The silver-haired girl swiftly went about gently feeling for the source of the blood before pressing the coat against Iyzebel's wound. "We'll get you some help. Liam! Find someone, now!"

The hunter stared for a moment before shaking his head. "She could be one of them." But he wasn't so sure now. If anything, he was beginning to curse himself for pulling the trigger. His gun held loosely, Liam slid it back into the holster and moved toward the two girls. "I-I wasn't-"
"Thinking? You weren't thinking, Liam? Can't you just leave everyone alone!"

The navy-haired male flinched as though stung, but he said nothing else. Glancing about, he noticed that quite a few people were shuffling away from them and looking a bit frightened. Now there will be rumors. We're done for. They would be known as either crazy or murderers in this city as well as the last.
"Go find help!"
Liam shook his head. "I'm not leaving you out here." He reached for Iyzebel's arm and warily looked over her form. She was bloody - and looked human. She acted human. Heck, she smelled human. Her perfume reached his senses like a teasing wiff of heaven. The male frowned, his brown eyes filling with frustration. I shot a girl. Liam took the sweater from his sister and helped press it to the wound. "Is there anywhere we can go to help you?" he asked her, praying that the woman didn't go into shock. "You know this city. We're just visiting."

(It's about to go down! XD)

Iyz gladly accepted the help from the girl, but backed up a little when her brother came nearer. "Don't touch me... I'm not sure if you're going to shot me again, I'll accept help from her..." she didn't try to snatch away, but instead waited calmly while they decided what to do. Should she invite them into her 'home'? It was risky, but there was nothing there that could give her away. "Come back to my place, I keep medical supplies there... But so help me if you try anything funny. I will attempt to kill you..." she growled out in a menacing tone. She was in pain, and now very hungry. And she couldn't hide her feeding from an animal from them. So she'd have to wait, else she'd give herself away. And end up dead anyway.

Divine had seen what had happened. She gasped as she recognized her savior from what seemed forever ago. She'd saved her from a gang who'd been about to rape and kill her. When she'd told her family, who'd come to the hospital after Iyzebel left, they had said she should have killed her after she was sure she was safe. But that was when she'd seen that killing all vampires was wrong. Why did they have to die when some either weren't guilty, or didn't not murder innocent humans?

She wanted to walk over and help, but she knew better. She could follow them back to Iyz's place and then possibly come see her later. She did have to go to work tomorrow and couldn't hang around after finding out what was going on.

Detric Almont smiled to himself as he smelled the room that Iyzebel had quit not too long ago. He sat on her bed and looked around at the sparse decorations and things in the room. There was shabby flowered peeling wallpaper covering the walls, a large plain bed that seemed to take up most of the room. There was a small couch that was threadbare and in no doubt in need of repair. A closet barely big enough to fit the clothes she had in there, though he imagined she might had remodeled it a bit. She was still a big bookworm if the thick book on her bedside table, if you could call a decorated crate that, he shook his head. She hadn't changed a bit.

He just needed to wait for her to arrive, then he could take her away from all this squalor. It made him furious that she'd been reduced to living in such a rundown shabby place, she deserved better and he was determined to give it to her. To make up for the past, it'd been 4 years since he'd last seen her. And finally, he had found her.

Liam refused to let Jaz be the only one helping. Instead, he took Iyzebel's arm and looped it over his shoulders. "She can't see where we're going," he said, ignoring the growl of protest from his sister. The hunter told Jasmine to stay close - so she reached out to put a hand on Iyzebel's shoulder so she could stay with them. "Where are we going?" He obediently began to follow the woman's directions, all the while keeping the sweater pressed to her bleeding shoulder as best he could. The going was slow, but at least they were moving.

She felt human. She smelled human. Liam felt guilt tugging at his heart as they moved through the dark streets. When they finally reached their destination, he allowed for Iyzebel to do what she had to do in order to get the door open. Why did you make such a mistake, Liam? Not everyone with a sense of confidence is a vampire!

A man with a computer was attempting to see if the access terminal he was hooked into had lost power from the quakes. He was backing up and looking looking up at pipelines to see if they had breaks; as he stepped back he stumbled and caught his laptop before it fell. He sighed and looked back at his screen as he righted himself."Theres no breaks in the system... why aren't the cameras operating correctly..."

After playing the piano for about a good 5 to 6 minutes; Shuji finally finished the song as he stood right up from where he was sitting at the piano and took a long around the old room he was in. The room itself was covered in old dusty paintings as he kept a had a small frown across his face; just standing there, staring at one of the paintings. All he could see through the dust was simply a young boy standing with his hands behind his back while two other people had one of each of their hands on his shoulders. Staring at the young by in the painting, a much more sorrowful look came across his face as he took a few steps up to it; only to rub the picture slightly to get the dust out of the way and see the picture more clearly. By the time the picture finally came into view much more clearly to the point that he could see everything much easier. Shuji's own eyes widened up brightly to find out that the young boy in the picture along with two people standing behind the boy; was him..and his parents. Staring up at the picture quietly without a single word, the shock that once shown in his eyes had finally vanished to only show complete mellowness and emotionless. Why was this painting within this building, who brought it here; whatever the case maybe. He wasn't about to let a single thing remind him of his family, his painful past was enough for him; he didn't need to remember the happy thoughts and times he had with them. It'd simply make everything much worst.

So within next few moments that had passed by, Shuji simply ripped the picture off it's frame and crumpled it up into a small ball and immediately threw it right out the window within the room and straight out onto the sidewalk next to the building. "Useless garbage..." was all he said before beginning to go around the room; rubbing each one of the dusty paintings til he could see what it was. Shockingly enough, each one were pictures of him and his parents; if it wasn't just him, it'd be with his mother only or with his father only. Each one of those pictures disgusted him now, he didn't care for how they got here or let alone how long they've been here. Rather, all he cared about was that they needed to be ridden of for good. So rather than keeping any of them in the room, he ripped down each and every single one of the pictures from their fragile frames and tossed them all out of the windows. The whole time he took down each and every single one of those paintings, tears were rolling down his cheeks; it wasn't as though Shuji wanted to get rid of those happy memories he had. More over to the fact that he just wished that they didn't have to disappear so quickly in front of his very own eyes. Walking up to the exit of the room; Shuji just took a final look back into the room before clenching his fists and wiping away the tears in his eyes. Kneeling slowly down at where the exit of the room was, Shuji bit down onto his lip on regret of what he was planning.

Slamming a single fist right into the floor with nearly all of his own strength. The entire floor itself of the room caved in on itself; causing the piano and everything else that may had been in the dark room to collapse down to the bottom floor under this floor. All that was heard from all throughout the entire abandoned building were the keys of the piano breaking and bending to the point it finally reached the basement with a loud thud. Shuji on the other hand just walked right out of the area of where he destroyed that room and began to search throughout the rest of the building to see what other things were within this building that could've possibility remind him of his past. It was already shocking enough to find family paintings, what else could he find in here.

After another good few minutes of walking throughout the abandoned building, it just so happen to see that Shuji came across an even larger room than he'd ever imagine as he looked around within the room itself. It was almost as though the room itself was about the size of a musical theater where actors would do plays for people to watch. Although, rather than seeing a giant stage with multiple seats within the room; all he saw was a giant room filled up with strangely white flowers on the ground. Seeing them was indeed strange, how were flowers like these surviving in such a place like this. A place that barely had any light and no one here to water them or even get a bit of rain on them. Stepping up toward the first flower, he simply kneeled down and picked up one of the flowers and felt it's petals. They were soft and silky, almost as though he were touching a newborn's skin. Looking right at the flower, it looked almost as though it were a rose but yet it also looked as though it could've been a lotus. Which was indeed even more strange, how did this flower look like two separate flowers put together when those two flowers looked nothing alike. Whatever the case maybe, these flowers gave Shuji a feeling as though he were home; almost as though the deaths that had happened within his life may had happened, but deep down; they weren't fully exactly gone.

"I won't let you go back by yourself.." Kasimir had sighed softly, following Mizu into the bar and then slipping into the seat right next to her. "I have a friend, a very useful friend that should accompany us, back to that place." His voice had been low, it was still low. Nodding slightly when Mizu told him the name of the person she wanted him to dig information up on. It would be difficult, but he was sure he could get something useful. After that he was silent. Just watching the others as they interacted with one another, and watched as Mizu fiddled with her gadgets.

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It took Weston awhile to make his away around the complex and to a place where he could sit comfortably. It seemed that the male he had not seen before was Tess' brother. He smelled the vampire on him. He didn't mean harm for now. Weston patted himself down looking for his book. It was an important book with all of his drawings and personal information. Damn it, he sighed. Where the hell did I drop that, if she sees it--

Aidan grinned ear to ear. This gets better and better, oh the blood! he thought. That hunter, he is going to be a massive problem. The women though, perhaps not so much. Aidan carefully scaled the building downwards. He could smell the sweet scent of human blood as it spilled onto the floor. The one who Aidan sensed was blind was asking for help? Delicious. Aidan followed them. He was waiting for the perfect time but the male, the vampire hunter. This had to be timed right. He had made a mistake. Aidan crawled down, he sniffed the blood on the floor that they left. He smiled as he blended with the shadows. He had to have a taste of it. Just one little taste. That's all he wanted. He was closer now. Did I just hear this right? This human is taking them back to her... home? Oh Brent you foolish idiot! You are missing out.

With a sudden alert system. Brent noticed that Aidan went hunting. He should have known. That's what he did when he was down. The weather was perfect anyway for it so Brent decided to follow his dear cohort's scent. He rushed out the front door. It really didn't take long to find him. He narrowed his eyes. That IDIOT! Brent rushed over to Aidan and took him down. He eyed Aidan carefully and motioned for him to look at what was going on before he MADE any moves. Aidan hissed and Brent mouthed out the word 'vampire' to him. He was shocked that Aidan didn't smell but someone as new as him wouldn't. For now, he advised his cohort to follow him and them to see where this was leading.