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[Isi Runasimi]

pray, ne'er come hither

wane to dust the wight

[atrb=border,0,true] Dressed up all in leather Isi was in full on war mode. She had two small guns on her, one semi-automatic and one sniper rifle with custom modifications. She was just going hunting to test out the new sniper rifle. Plus, she had left the abandoned warehouses in the worst part of town alone and the vampires had enough time to scout them out and make use of them. Silly vampires, it was like a cockroach motel. Those bastards checked in but they never checked out. Little did they know that before them others of their kind had lived in these lowly locations only to be dropped like last month’s trash. Isi found her junk car in one of the city’s parking garages that didn’t have an attendant, only machines. Using this dark blue car for some of her hunting missions helped. Her sports cars would be too noticeable in some low income areas. And the area with the warehouses which held the vampires was an area that even the homeless wouldn’t sleep in! Then Isi was on the road again in her car that she had paid six thousand dollars, cash. She hadn’t had a chance to check out the engine or take it to a real mechanic but hopefully it wouldn’t bug out on her. Isi was in her old spot, the one she used to snipe from. It was a good spot. After turning on her police radio to low she set up her machine. She had scouted two days ago and found a little vampire activity. This was the place new vampires usually came to. They found themselves hear like a magnet. Isi shot away at a vampire outside. “Headshot,” she grinned to herself. One down, five to go. She spotted some activity in the windows, those that were left. She counted eight. “Hmm,” Isi muttered to herself. This was the bad thing about sniping; it was hard to tell if one was human or vampire. They could either be teenage children or the number of vampires could have multiplied. Isi would guess the later though it could easily be the first. If they were humans, they were obviously working with the vampires that she had spotted and identified earlier. Isi had a glare on her face unlike a few moments ago when she was grinning happily. She hated it when they multiplied like crazy to form their own kiss. The police radio bumbled on but it was only about public disturbances. If anyone heard any signs of gunshots or a sniper, Isi would be one of the first to hear and to clear the area. Isi moved the gun to the window and wondered how many she could get before they realized that they were going down. Two, three? Then Isi would need to take care of the rest on food. All of a sudden there was a gun to her back. Isi knew what a gun felt like. ‘Fuck,’ she thought.

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[Scarlet Cross]

Leaping from roof to roof Scarlet moved easily with the breeze. It was nice out, the night young and clear. Her long crimson hair whipped about as her boots make faint noises with each landing. There really wasn't much of a reason for her roaming about tonight other than the lack of nothing else better to do. She wasn't particularly thirsty, nor was she on any sort of mission. Scarlet was more bored than anything. Her idle life caused her to get out and just explore from time to time.

Coming to a particular rooftop Scarlet let her boots grip the shingles and come to a stop. Just across the way was a hunter, their scent carrying faintly on the breeze. Against the starry sky they were nearly invisible, but Scarlets emerald eyes could adjust to the darkness in ways that normal humans couldn't. Scarlet crouches softly behind an air duct, her hands drawing her twin guns that resided on her hips as a precaution. The hunter seemed to be picking off immortals with a sniper rifle of some sort, and Scarlet wasn't entirely sure that she hadn't just been seen. As she waited, watching her potential foe carefully she saw a looming figure approach the hunter from behind. Unfortunately, who ever the hunter was, didn't seem to notice the danger.

Scarlet shifted, sticking to the shadows as she moved a few buildings closer. She was right next door now, being sure to stay in silent assassin mode. Her sparkling emerald eyes watched, unsure of the new persons intentions... until a gun was pulled. The pale girl felt the need to perhaps save the hunter, but what would be the cost? If Scarlet saved them, would they thank her by putting a bullet in her back when she turned to leave? Or would they be thankful and kind? Guilt filled her, for she hadn't even given this hunter a chance. Perhaps they were forgiving, or kind hearted. After all, Scarlet didn't care to see someone be shot needlessly, though she was sure there was a reason. It all boiled down to one choice, the hunter, or the immortal hunting the hunter?

Pulling her arm up Scarlet aimed and pulled the trigger. A gun shot rang through the air and her well aimed bullet flew through the air. Its target? The immortal with the gun. Scarlet watched as the bullet hit its mark, the foes head. Blood exploded out of the other side, and the body fell to the ground, lifeless. Putting her guns away Scarlet coiled and lept over to the rooftop on which the hunter resided. Her movements were cautious, hands always seeming ever ready to grab a weapon. Her green eyes looked at the hunter with a strange innocence most immortals didn't have, along with curiosity. "Are you alright?" Scarlet asked softly, careful to keep her distance.

[Isi Runasimi]

pray, ne'er come hither

wane to dust the wight

[atrb=border,0,true] Since the trigger wasn’t pulled right away and Isi wasn’t blown away then the creature obviously wanted to talk to her. However if that had been Isi with the gun to a vampires neck she would have just pulled the trigger. Still, being on the other end of a gun with a vampire was never a very good thing. Isi was thinking of all the things she could do. She could pull away and grab the gun or grab her sniper and shoot blindly up close and hope that there was only one person. But while she was deciding a shot rang out. Isi was surprised when the vampire dropped to the ground instead of her. From being so close to the vampire when he was shot, blood was sprayed on her clothes. Perhaps even a little bit of pink substance that could pass as a brain. Isi immediately got up, resisting the oh so temptating urge to wipe the blood and brain from her clothes. She watched someone, a female, jump from one roof to her roof. It certainly wasn’t a human who could do that but a vampire. The question was: Why had the vampire killed the other vampire and saved her life? – Unless they wanted her for themselves…. The vampire’s hands were ready to reach her gun and Isi had her own hands on her sniper. She had never used it up close and personal, especially without looking through the glass. “Why did you save me, vampire?” Isi asked coldly. She was extremely grateful of course, not that she would actually admit it. But her being grateful ended there. She was a hunter and hunters killed vampires, this vampire would be no exception. Still, she would wait until after she knew why. Why this vampire didn’t kill her.

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[Scarlet Cross]

Scarlet watched the hunter quietly as they turned to face her. The hunter was a female, and she seemed to be just as wary of Scarlet as Scarlet was of her. Her hands were ready for her sniper rifle, which Scarlet really didn't want to be shot with at close range. She was sure that the power behind the bullet would pierce through her body like she was butter, and possibly even knock her back a foot or so. She wouldn't even have time to draw a gun and shoot in defense should the hunter decide to use her weapon. The crimson haired vampire decided it was best to try and be cool here because even though the hunter might appreciate her life being saved, Scarlet was sure it wouldn't go too terribly far.

Slowly, Scarlets pale slender form stood straight and calm, trying to radiate that feeling. She held a hand out to gesture "one moment". "I'm going to give you my weapons, don't shoot..." Her soft voice said. Slowly, Scarlet pulled a gun from her hip holster, turned on the safety and set it on the ground. She then did the same with the other and slid them one by one to the hunter with a nudge of her foot. "There... I'm unarmed." Scarlet said but still took a step back to make the hunter more comfortable.

The hunter spoke, her voice cold and icy, uninterested in Scarlets kindness it seemed. But the question made Scarlet think, why had she really saved the hunter? Her large emerald eyes blinked and Scarlet straightened her shirt. "Well I'm not a hundred percent sure why I saved you... Maybe it was because I was an assassin and I've been in numerous situations like that with no one to help... Maybe its the soft part of my heart that doesn't like harm to come to anyone." She shrugged and watched the hunter. "I'm not going to hurt you... as hard as that may be to believe."

[Isi Runasimi]

pray, ne'er come hither

wane to dust the wight

[atrb=border,0,true] The hunter looked at the vampire. Why were they always so pretty? She had gorgeous red hair and Isi adored red hair, thus since she had her own hair dyed ruby red. Red hair and green eyes, the vampire looked pretty and Isi cursed her for being so attractive. Not that she was ever attracted to women or vampires. But a vampires looks in a normal humans hands was like putty in a five year olds mouth – bound to happen. But at least they made putty that wasn’t hazardous for any curious five year olds. Isi’s eyes and eyebrows looked quite shocked when the vampire said that she was going to hand over her weapons. Isi watched carefully as the vampire pulled the safety on two of her guns before dropping them to the floor. All the while Isi was ready to dart sideways in case the vampire wanted to shoot her. But why should the vampire waste a bullet on a human when it already had ample speed, stealth and nails that could slit her throat? A vampire didn’t need a gun. And Isi did not feel a stitch safer knowing the vampire had just put two on the ground. “Are you always such a walking mess of contradictions?” Isi asked. The vampire used to be an assassin but doesn’t like harm to come to anyone. “Kind of funny since you just blew the head off of your own kind.” It was actually darn funny! “Kind of a shame I’m going to have to kill you.” Isi fired the sniper rifle once. She wasn’t used to using it as a gun. She let it drop, picked up her two guns from her side and began to fire – because the safety lock was for wimps! She charged forwards so the vampire couldn’t get to her own guns. Isi was making quite a loud racket. Soon those new baby vampires would realize that one of their own was drop dead dead on the ground. They would also realize that the sound was not fireworks, a car, an argument but massive gunfire. Her sniper had a silencer on it which sounded like a small firecracker but her guns had no such silencing device – she hadn’t been planning on using her smaller guns. Isi could deal with one vampire and a bunch of stupid newly turned babies.

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[Scarlet Cross]

Scarlet cocked her head to the side as she realized she had totally contradicted herself. "Well I guess I am a bit of a mess aren't I?" she laughed in a friendly manner. "I don't really understand myself sometimes. As an assassin I killed everything, I'm not really partial to one type of person over the other... besides wolves... Werewolves don't sit right with me. I suppose I only feel mean when I'm in a certain mood." Scarlet had thought that she was being quite kind, and non-threatening. All of that came to a screeching halt when the female hunter's eyes changed. As soon as the hunter mentioned having to kill Scarlet her mind when into overdrive.

As that dreaded sniper rifle began to turn toward her Scarlet tumbled to the ground, rolling to her feet easily. The bullet whizzed over her head and mentally Scarlet sighed. Thank god that she had dodged that one. That was the only bullet that she was truly worried about. As soon as the relief came, it faded fast. More gun shots began to ring out, the hunter was well armed. Scarlet bolted around the hunter and skirted past bullet after bullet, getting nicked here and there. The wounds stung even though they were merely flesh wounds. She was sure the hunter was smart enough to use silver.

As Scarlet rounded the back on the hunter she wedged the toe of her boot under one of her guns, kicked it up and caught it with one hand. She flicked the safety off and began to fire, mostly aiming for the hunters arms to disarm her. Why did Scarlet want to keep this one alive? Why? It didn't matter. Kicking up her other matching gun in the same fashion as the first she began to fire with it. Scarlet began to bolt in circles around the hunter, firing at her quickly and easily hoping for a disabling shot.

[Isi Runasimi]

pray, ne'er come hither

wane to dust the wight

[atrb=border,0,true] Isi failed at preventing the vampire from getting to her own guns. Scarlet darted quickly and was able to pick them up – It was really an amazing feat to do that with her feet. But because it was a vampire they really could do anything unless they had butterfingers as a mortal. “Fuck,” Isi muttered to herself. The vampire fired at Isi and she had to jump sideways in the air doing a flip she had learned and practiced as a ballerina when she was younger. She landed on the ground promptly with a thump. Her ankles ached as did her back. She was getting too old for this acrobatics stuff – That and she had stuffed herself on Pizza Hut pizza. It was only a few seconds delay and Isi was expecting to get shot. She had always been lucky but today she did not feel very lucky. The vampire darted around in circles and Isi had no time to react. She was shot in her arm and she was shot in her other arm. She didn’t drop her guns but she did stop firing. She said nothing but what she thought was quite clear. The hunter had underestimated the vampire. Was Isi going to die now? “I noticed you didn’t try any kill shots.” If the assassin vampire had wanted to she could have shot Isi in the head and then her brains would be on the ground with the other vampire she had killed so effortlessly earlier. Isi really, really didn’t want to die. She knew that sometimes vampires liked to keep hunters alive for various reasons. Some wanted to kill hunters slowly, some tortured hunters for any shreds of information they knew about other hunters, and some actually turned hunters. What would this vampire do? Isi would die before being turned and die by her own hands before being killed by this scum. “I should at least know the name of the vampire that’s going to kill me. I’m Sarah.” She was trying to stall. Trying to realize where it hurt and if she could go on. Certainly she’d been through worse but now she was older and there was pain where there wasn’t before.

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