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Post by brocklesnarufc87 on Oct 30, 2008 12:36:17 GMT -5
Ethan was lying prone on the roof of an abandoned building. Across from him was another abandoned building, and there was word of vampires who took shelter there at times. Ethan had with him a .50 caliber rifle, and when those vamps were within site, he'd take them out. Of course the rifle was suppressed though so it wouldn't draw attention. A felllow werewolf had hired him to kill these vamps while he was out of town, and Ethan didn't mind at all. It was then that one of the vamps came into view and Ethan carefully aimed his shot at it. Once he knew he had it nearly perfect, he pulled the trigger and watched as the bullet ripped through the vamp. All he could really see through the scope was a spray of blood, and then nothing.
Now he needed to take out the last vamp that was in there, and knowing that they could pick up the smell of the blood, he expected it to come towards the window. In only moments, it was as exactly as he expected, the last vamp carefully approached the window to check up on the first one. Yet before it could even realize it's mistake, Ethan pulled the trigger and took care of his second target. Now satisfied, he scanned his environment to make sure no one else was around, then packed up the rifle. It didn't take him long, and once he was finished, he took it back out to his black Escalade and put it under some stuff. Ethan locked up the car, then made his way into the building with his glock drawn to confirm his kill.
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Post by Blane Reed on Oct 30, 2008 12:45:25 GMT -5
Blaze with a smile and a half making his way to his next victums. The poor blood sucking son of a bitches would die in the heat of Blaze. His sly smile and perfect snow hair was going to ruin those damn vampires to hell and back. He loaded up his best trusty guns. Smiling as he walked down the road. He coudln;t wait until he saw the bullets go into the smkulls of them. He nose met something different. A Lycan was somewhere. What was a Lycan doing around here? This most likely to be vampire turf. Blaze still took offence to this, even though he was hellm bent on killing vampires himself. But, his true calling was now calling. The lust for blood and guts. The vampires true calling.
His eyes scanned where the smell was coming from. Yet his eyes did not pick up on where he was. It was the sound that really attracted his attention. The loud bang of a .50 caliber rifle got his attention. He look forward and saw a vampire fall right not too far from him. Blaze quicdkly ditching to cover. Listening to the sound of another one fall to the ground. He looked up and saw the Lycan finally. He smilled and dared to press on. He jumped into the building to watch him see what he had killed. Blaze took out the beloved Ebony and Ivory to blast this guy back to hell.
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Post by brocklesnarufc87 on Oct 30, 2008 13:03:25 GMT -5
Ethan walked into the buildings, staying away from any windows that may show the outside world just where he was. He had the glock 17 out and in firing position, but he was careful enough not to react too suddenly and accidently kill someone he didn't want to kill. At Ethan's leg was another glock 17, and like the first glock, it was loaded with "special" bullets designed for vampires.
He got them from a friend of his, and though they were made for vamps, they could easily kill a human as well. What these bullets did was release a liquid into the blood stream as soon as they pierced the skin. They were designed to react to vamp blood, and make it toxic. The only way a vamp could save themself from it was to pull the bullet out within moments of it going in.
It was then that Ethan sensed another vamp near by and he tightened his grip around the glock. His primary goal had been finished, killing the two vamps. Yet now he was more concerned about finding this third vamp rather than confirming his kill. Ethan wouldn't kill this one unless he had to, he didn't want to get off track.
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Post by Blane Reed on Oct 31, 2008 0:36:51 GMT -5
The building was darker than hell. These places have seen better days, that was for sure. If Blaze wasn't a vampire, he would be lost. Blaze very cautiously moved though the building. Not knowing what was going to be around the next corner. Blaze's gray eyes followed the wall around, peeking around the corner carefully. Blaze could only smell him, not see him. It would really help if he just showed himself now. It would save a lot of time. Yet, Blaze didn't want to get into just yet. He wanted to play for a while.
Running across the hall, he ducked behind another corner. The smell of Lycan getting better and better. Blaze cautiously looked around the corner, trying to see if he was there. Still nothing. Blaze moved quickly down the hall, smelling the way to the Lycan. Blaze was ready for anything, taking the last turn, he was confident he was around this one. Blaze took aim, and turned. Getting ready to blast who ever was around this corner.
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Post by brocklesnarufc87 on Oct 31, 2008 0:52:36 GMT -5
Ethan kept the glock at a position where he could fire it the second someone came around a corner. It was then that he heard someone behind him, and he could sense the vampire getting closer. He spun around and scanned the area with nearly every sense he had. The room he was in provided him enough space to dodge bullets if he had to, yet letting bullets rip into the weakening walls of the building may not be the best idea.
With that, he backed up some so he wouldn't be so close to the corner if anyone should pop out. His eyes scanned the area in front of him, and he was grateful to be able to see perfectly in the dark. To him, it were as if it were day out, not much of a difference. If Ethan saw someone come around the corner, he wouldn't shoot unless fired upon first. At the moment, he had no intention of killing someone who didn't need to be killed. Of course, that was far from his actual personality. Ethan was usually killing vampires at nearly every moment that he could.
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Post by Blane Reed on Oct 31, 2008 8:31:57 GMT -5
Blaze turned the corner, still there was nothing. He was sure he smelled the Lycan around this corner. Blaze wasn't going to drop his gaurd just yet. Backing up towards the other way. Keeping his eyes forward in front of him. Blaze knew for a fact that the Lycan smell was coming from here. Continuing backing up, Blaze ran into something. Something rather large. Blaze took in a big wiff. "Lycan."[/color] Blaze said under his breathe. He could be in some trouble now. He had no idea what the Lycan was like until he actually fought him.
I(t felt like time stood still. It was probably only a single second that past by and Blaze was already thinking. It was either turn around and blow him to shit. Or blow him to shit in style. Blaze rolled forward, turning around and taking aim. His sly smile was now upon his face some more. "Hey Dog! Chew on this!" Blaze shouted. Blaze moved his fingers on the trigger. Listening to the roar of Ebony and Ivory rip out towards this Lycan was gold.
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Post by brocklesnarufc87 on Nov 1, 2008 18:54:00 GMT -5
Ethan could smell the vampire getting closer, and wether it meant trouble or not he didn't know. As a lycan, Ethan had better reflexes than a human and was more capable of dodging bullets than they were. He could also see perfectly in the dark, hear things from quite the distance, and smell even the lightest thing. It was then that he saw the vamp, and not much more time passed before the bullets left the guns.
Ethan dodged the bullets, and upon seeing two weapons, he pulled his second glock from its holster. Upon getting them both at aim, he pulled the trigger and let the bullets fly. Usually he wouldn't fight someone he didn't have to while on one of his "missions", or "calls" as he refered to them as. Yet if he had to, he would, and now was a good example of one of those times. Ethan had to defend himself, and he had no plans on dying tonight.
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Post by Blane Reed on Nov 3, 2008 0:37:08 GMT -5
Blaze moved gently across the flolr. Pressing down on the trigger of Ebony and Ivory. The loud bangs of bullets were flying around all over the place. Watching the bullets make large holes in the wall. Listening the sicking sound of the walls making weird sounds. It sounded like the building was going to fall soon or a later. As long as Blaze wasn't here when that happened, well it would be fine. The lycan on the other hand could die with the building. Blaze never really liked Lycans. Worse than Vampires. Vampires at least killed to survive. Werewolves just killed for the fun of it.
Blaze's bullets stopped. The lycans hands moved and Blaze was ready to react. The bullets went flying around Blaze. He moved his foot onto the wall. Flipping around some bullets. As he came down land, More bullets head his way. Twisting, he watched the bullets fly through his jacket. "Great any more holes and im going to need a new jacket."[/color] Blaze said with a laugh. His eyes met the lycan's eyes. Blaze flicked his eyes. Sliding his guns into his neck holsters.
He stuck up his arms and got into a stance. Moving his hand up, telling him to bring it on. Blaze wanted to see how much power werewolves really had. He jumped along the wall. Coming forward jumping off the wall. Bringing his foot around to kick the lycan right in the face. Blaze brought a lot of power to this kick. He needed to see a lycan real pental.
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Post by brocklesnarufc87 on Nov 3, 2008 0:57:33 GMT -5
Ethan let more bullets fly as the vampire dodged what he had already fired off. Then when he stopped shooting off rounds, Ethan holstered his glocks as well. If this vamp wanted hand to hand combat, he'd love to give it to him. He dodged the kick with ease, then began to shift to his wolf form. Ethan's eyes went to a golden yellow, claws extended from his fingers, and his bones were reshaping.
In only moments, he was a massive man eating beast. He stood on two feet, his fur was pitch black, and a snarl escaped from his throat. Without much more of a warning then that, Ethan swept his claws at the vamp, in hopes of spilling some blood. If he could get his jaws around him, then he'd hope to spill a few organs. This vampire clearly showed that he didn't mind killing werewolves, and for that, he deserved death...again.
Another snarl escaped him, and immediatly after the first swipe, a second one followed. Ethan wanted nothing more at the moment than to just rip his opponent to shreads. Not only would it relieve some stress that he's been going through, but it would also increase his kill count on vampires, which was in the thousands.
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Post by Blane Reed on Nov 3, 2008 23:49:40 GMT -5
Blaze missed his beautiful kick. His sword keeping him from moving around comepletly. Ok it was started to piss him off. Pressing his foot against the wall, it was a little late to dodge. Blaze tried to block his attack with his arm. Well, it wasn't much of a block. He felt the claws dig into his forearm. He pushed off the lycan and looked at his arm. Blood coming out rapidly. This was just great. This wound was going to bleed for a while. He turned his attention back to the lycan once again.
He saw the next swipe coming forward. "Screw this!"[/color] Blaze shouted. He grabbed his coat and threw it off. Grabbing his large sword and used it to block the large claw. He looked the Lycan dead in the eyes. His smile showing brightly that he was having some fun. He then swung around, shoving the sword straight toward the gut of the lycan. This sword would hurt anywhere that you were stabbed. Worse if it went all the wal in and went thought your body.
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Post by brocklesnarufc87 on Nov 4, 2008 0:16:54 GMT -5
Ethan snarled as a small bit of the blade cut into his hand from the block. In reaction, he quickly jumped back to avoid any other attacks that may have followed. Yet just as he did, he saw the sword coming at him and tried to dodge. Ethan did the best he could, but the tip of the blade found it's way into his abdomen. He snarled in both anger and pain, then pushed himself back and free of the sword.
The wound stung like hell, but it was nothing compared to some of the other injuries he's gone through. With a roar, Ethan attempted to sweep the vampire's legs out from under him. If successful, he'd pin his arms down, then go for a quick attack and sink his teeth into his throat. This beast was hungry for vampire, and it wanted nothing more than to tear the meat from the bones.
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