Friend or foe (Tiara)

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Ethan had finally found some time to himself, being a hitman, he usually didn't have that much time. Either he was out on a "call", taking care of someone who wanted another dead, or just putting bullets into vampires. With him, he had two Glock 17s. One had regular ammo in it, the other had bullets reserved for the vamps. As he walked along the sidewalk, his cell phone rang and he picked it up. It was a friend of his, another person who didn't mind killing random vampires for fun. Apparently, he had one in his posession, and what for, Ethan didn't care. "Just put a bullet into the f*cking thing's head." He said into the phone. "That, or you could have a little fun with 'em before you retire it. Your choice."

With that, Ethan hung up and put the phone in his pocket. He continued on his walk and occasionally took the time to scan his surroundings using his senses. You could never be too careful on who was around you, and had learned that the hard way. So far he was the only one around, and if anyone came close, he'd know. Having the abbilities of a lycan while being a hitman definatly gave him the upperhand, and it also gave him an upperhand when he was with the NSA. Yet that was in the past, and now he was focused on what was going on right now in his life.

[tiara]

Tiara parked her car along side the street and got out. She popped the trunk and slid the . 45 in her pants pocket. She brushed back her short black hair with her fingers before taking the car cover out and slamming the trunk. She covered her car with the cover and locked the door with her keys. Tiara was quite sure her car was safe. No one would dare touch the car of a vampire!

"Let's see. Let's see. Goth guy or prep girl?"

Which one did Tiara want to feed from tonight? Goth guys had the taste of sweetness and salthess while preppy girls seemed refreshingly bitter, which was a decent taste. She licked her lips in anticipation. Her boots clicked and made silent squeaks, there was nothing she could do about that. She popped on her shades, she just looked like a hooded figure. She may have to run to catch her meal.

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Ethan pulled out one of his glocks and made sure it was loaded with the bullets he wanted, then did the same with the other. After both were back in their holsters, he heard someone pull up in a car. He wasen't going to turn around and look, he didn't want to look too suspicious of anything. Yet if this person wanted trouble, he had the two glocks and they could deal with those.

As he continued to walk, he sensed that they were human, that he knew for sure. Then when the human spoke aloud, his senses heightened some. Just what she said made him go on guard, it sounded like the words a hunter would speak. If there was one thing Ethan hated as much as vampires, it was hunters. They never showed true grace, nor did they see through into reality.

[tiara]

She ran her fingers through her short hair before pulling up her hat. Yeah, she was going to have to run to catch her meal. What idiot would stay on the same side of the street as she? This was New York, New York. She had only heard tales about this town but already it was home or at least as home as a home could be, to Tiara.

Up ahead was a group of three humans. They smelled delicious! Two males and one female. Which one did she want? One of the males of course. The one with spiked hair or the one with the Mohawk? Spikey hair would do! Her salvitory glands were drooling at the thought of the possible meal. She licked her newly replaced fangs back and forth. The kids noticed her but decided that they were safer in numbers.

Tiara quickened the pace of her walk till she was right behind the Goth kids. She jumped on the spiky kids back and wrapped her legs around his back while she tried to sink his fangs into the side of his neck. But before she did that, she hissed at the other two Goth kids.

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Ethan slowed a bit to keep track of the human using his senses. He then decided to turn around to catch a glimpse at her, but when he did, he saw her jump onto the back of another human. This confused the living hell out of him, because she was human, yet she was acting like she was a vampire. With that, he decided to intrude and he pulled out one of his Glock 17s. He aimed it at the human girl on the guy's back, and put a smirk on his face.

"May I ask just what the hell you're doing?" He said in a sadistic voice. "You're only human, and I surely hope you know that." Ethan pulled the hammer back on the glock and locked eyes with her. If she were a vampire, she'd be able to easily tell that he was a lycan. If she wasen't, she'd have a tough time trying to decide what species he was. Ethan than saw the fangs she had, and that made him snicker.

[tiara]

Tiara licked the spikey haired mans neck. Her teeth were pressed against his neck, her two fangs. She pressed down again yet she knew that she would have a hard time getting blood. The last time she had blood the man had to cut his arm with a knife. She turned to face the bulky man, her eyes pointed at his gun. Those were heavy duty weapons.

"It appears I am on the back of a human mortal."

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What the hell was with this man? The spikey haired goth realized that he had more to fear from the man with the gun in his hand then the woman on his back. Afterall who didn't want a woman on their back? Tiara laughed at her own joke and jumped off of the mans back.

"Now I answered your question. You answer mine! Who the hell are you? And what the hell are you doing?"[/color][/blockquote][/font]

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Ethan snickered again and kept his glock pointed at her. "Who I am is not to be of your concern." He didn't share his legal name with very many people, only those he truely trusted. "What I'm doing though, well...let's just say I'm here to ruin your fun. Like it or not, you're not a vampire, or as I'd say...a leech." Ethan knew for sure about what he said, and if had to, he'd prove it to her.

"If you were, you'd be able to tell what species I am in a flash." Humans weren't able to detect vampires, werewolves, or other humans much at all. The only way this girl could tell was if she guessed, or if she saw the werewolf tattoo Ethan had on his arm. Yet, that tattoo was partialy covered by his sleeve, and there was no way you could tell what it was at the moment.

[tiara]

"I know what you are! You're one of those hunters, eh?"

Tiara laughed silently as the Goth boy had run off on the trail of his friends, humans loved self preservation. She watched the Goth boy out of the corner of her eyes, she would miss him, he had nice smelling blood. Tiara had no idea which species the burly man with the gun was but only because she had never smelt a werewolf or anything else before. But Tiara knew that this man was a hunter, it was the only plausible reasons for the guns. What else could he be?

"Let me guess. Your family was killed by vampires? And then you want revenge on them all."

Tiara laughed a cold hearted laugh. Wasn't this the case with all hunters? The last hunter she had run across thought her stupid, stupid until she had drained all of their blood and left them for dead... or left them dead by ripping out their heart from their protective rib cage. They had explained how things worked. Hunters became hunters because they had been exposed to the supernatural world and whoever exposed them to the world hadn't killed them. Idiots. She pulled out her . 45.

"You're going to pay for scaring my dinner away!"

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Ethan laughed at the answer she gave. "Point proven. You couldn't correctly tell me what species I am. I'm a werewolf, tride, true, and proud of it." With that, his eyes shifted to a golden yellow and he let out a snarl. Only seconds later, they went back to their normal color and he smirked. "See? My inner wolf has the urge to tear the meat from your bones, but it's gonna have to wait a few more minutes."

He then saw her pull out a .45, and that made his smirk widen. "Of course, I can prove to you that you're not a vampire. I've got normal bullets in this gun, and if I put one straight into your shoulder and you don't heal quickly, stike up another point for me." Ethan knew for a fact that both werewolves and vampires healed in an instant from wounds caused by normal bullets, yet humans didn't.

[tiara]

Tiara frowned. Did he ask her what species he was? Since when did you need to be human to be a hunter. She tightened her grip on the .45, ready to shoot.

"Since when do you need to be a human to be a hunter? I just didn't feel like saying the disgusting word werewolf. It leaves my mouth with a nasty aftertaste."

She spit to her side as if to say 'see?' Tiara wiped her mouth with her hand as if to show how disgusting the world 'werewolf' was on her lips. She watched the werewolf monster change his eye color.

"Wow. You just changed your eye color. Very impressive!"

The sarcasm was ringing from her lips. If the guy couldn't tell then he was an idiot. No, he was a werewolf and she didn't need to actually meet one to know that they were stupid. They were animals!

"Yeah well my inner vampire wants to hang your head on my wall!"

Well Tiara didn't have a home yet. But when she did she would consider putting a werewolf head on her wall. But then that would make her wall terribly hideous. Plus, she felt her stomach queasing from his stench.

"Whatever. Do you want to take a bath or at least chew a breath mint before you try and whatever..."

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Ethan couldn't help but laugh again. "What inner vampire? You've got nothing, you're human!" With that, he pulled the trigger and fired off a round at her shoulder. It was at a pretty close range, and if it hit, he had no doubt that she wouldn't heal fast. "Oh, and I like your little excuse on why you got my species wrong. The word vampire always makes me want to rip out the undead heart of one of those f*cking leeches."

He had done so pleanty of times before, but there was nothing wrong with doing it again. Yet a favorite of his and a favorite of the lycan race was to chain a vampire to a light post outside while the sun came up. Ethan had never done it, though he was sure as hell willing. From what he heard, it was like watching a comedy. Seeing the sun rays slowing making it's way to the vamp and inching across it's body.

[tiara]

"Don't call me a human. I'm NOT a human. I'm a VAMPIRE!"

If there was one way to piss of Tiara it was to call her a human. That was the lowest of insults. Why did vampires and werewolfs insist on calling her a human? She was far from a human! She wanted to strangle every vampire but she would not kill a fellow vampire, she could and would however kill a werewolf. Those animals were quite disgusting. But then again, she wasn't sure if she actually wanted to touch It. And by It, she was referring to the male muscled werewolf creature beast Thing.

As anyone would do when a shot was fired, they would move if they had any brains to them. Tiara ducked out of the way by sidestepping to the left, avoiding the bullet. She was certain the bastard dog creature had been trying to aim for her heart. She hissed and her plastic molded fangs showed.

"You dog! You'll pay for shooting me!"

She aimed her .45 up at It. Did this creature want to die? She paused to wonder if they were like stink bugs, the bugs which smelt like human trash when you squished their guts out. Because if that was true, she would let someone else kill this monster. Her nose didn't want to have to smell dirty dog.

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Ethan shook his head. "No, you're not a vampire." He said with a snicker. He then saw her fangs and another smirk formed across his face. "Those fake molds?" He said as he nodded towards them. "Maybe I should try putting a bullet in you again. As I said, if you heal fast, that'll prove that you're a vampire. If not, then it'll prove me right." With that, he pulled out a second glock and fired both off at her.

Yet this time he fired shot after shot, wanting to get at least one round into her. Ethan didn't care where he hit her, even if it was in the heart. The death of this foolish human girl wouldn't mean a damn thing to him, and he doubted that it would for very man others as well. With an attitude like that, you didn't gain too many friends. Pushing his thoughts aside, Ethan kept pulling the trigger. He had pleanty more clips to go.

[tiara]

[Sorry my post took so long.]

Tiara shrieked as the man fired bullet after bullet at her. She did not like getting shot at. The only thing she could do was something unexpected. So when the shots were fired Tiara dropped to the ground, scraping her skin in the process. It hurt greatly but not nearly as much as it would hurt had she been shot. She rolled over, trying to get behind something until she was behind a large SUV.

“Stop shooting at me mutt!”

She demanded of the creature. What did she do to this mutt to make it angry? Tiara should have been the one firing shot after shot at the creature because it had a foul smell that wouldn’t wash itself off of her nostrils. She held her .45 in place in front of her as she was vaguely aware that she was sort of hidden. But this was a SUV and like any car, if hit in the right place, it would go up in flames. Tiara had no strong desire to burn. Tiara either had to think fast or call a friend in to come and help her. Help, she screamed in her mind. Mad werewolf with rabies! Help!

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Ethan saw the girl hit the ground, and he eventually saw the scrape it had caused. "Hmmm, now if you're a vampire, that should heal in a matter of seconds. If not, then it'll take up to a week." A smirk formed across his face, and when she went behind an SUV, he laughed. "One shot and you'll light up like a roman candle." It was then that he raised his glock and pointed it at the gas tank of the SUV. (I don't think that actually works, it was on mythbusters. Lol)

His first shot purposly missed to frighten her away from the vehicle, but the bullet had hit pretty damn close to the tank. As an assasian, killing was what Ethan did for a living. He knew how to kill, not only efficently but also quickly and cleanly. In the past years, he had been trained by the NSA, he was a professional. "Now come out little one, wouldn't want to burn you to a crisp."