Coming to, she blinked a few times, having no effect. " how pathetic... you cant even show yourself...." she wiped a smear of blood from her lip, and then took her daggar and stabbed the ice. A blue light emitted from it and shot through the ice, cracking it in many places. She withdrew the daggar and the light died down. No traces of that...thing...
Kat had left the theatre. She would tell the other members about the theatre tommorrow...and she was rather excited about it. She walked the rest of the streets, wandering..until she came to a club. She frowned softly...she could have sworn she had never noticed it before.
She lifted her brilliant blue eyes to the sign and then to the doors...wondering if she should go in or not. She had never really seen this place before...and it was a wonder that she had missed it at all.
She eyed the doors for a moment then coiled her fingers around the knob and pushed the door open...entering the dimly lit club. She just wanted to chill and maybe dance some. She crossed over towards the bar and climbed up unto a stool...one elbow resting on the counter as she eyed the barkeeper and then shifted slightly so that her back was pressed to the bar and her eyes stared out unto the dance floor and darkened booths.
Originally posted by Chaosbark
"Easy kitten." At that he would be flung into the dumpster luckily his other shoulder connecting. His ribs were still singing to him as he noticed the severe wound on Cobain's shoulder. That would be her weak spot, too bad he hadn't gotten a good shot at her legs. Damn that vampire increased strength bull. The steak would prevent her shoulder from healing as quickly as she wanted too. He would notice the skin being burned each time it connected with the steak. He was panting though, human limits he still had though some vampires regarded him as a demon he was still human. Raising the Desert Eagle he would prepare to fire only to have cop lights flash on him along with her. "Freeze! Drop your weapon!" The cops voice rang out over the dingy alley as he would glare at Cobain. Blood oozing from the old wounds they would drip along the ground as the cop's voice rang out again. It looked like three patrol cars parked in the alleway along with the exit. Belmont wouldn't be able to get out of this one quick. "Damnit.."
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Cobain growled at the cops, her shoulder barely hanging on. She would crouch down her fingers sweeping the cement. She looked at Belmont. Her eyes cold and angry, she would leap up. Her good arm clenched in a fist. The police would open fire, she was too quick. As a bullet ripped through her stomach she landed hard on a cop, her steel heels going through his chest. She would look right into the headlights, the other men shaking. She slowly stepped out.
"Stop or we will open fire." they warned. Cobain wasn't in the mood. Her fingers gripping the dead cops baton, she would quickly whip it at the police man standing behind his open car door. The baton hitting him hard in the stomach, glass shattered everywhere.
As the other opened fire, she quickly tucked and rolled behind the car, her eyes darting at Belmont.
It seemed that the police were shooting first and asking questions later. Stooping behind a dumpster he would grit his teeth. If Cobain died he wouldn't get the satisfaction in killing her. Quickly aiming he fired off three rounds at a cop that was already about to open fire on Cobain. Immediately ducking back down as the hail of bullets smashed into the dumpster. The dumpster wouldn't last long as Belmont rolled just at the same time as Cobain, almost bumping into her he would almost shoot hesitating. "I'm not going to kill you just yet. Though, these pigs won't get the satisfaction." Ejecting the empty clip he reloaded as he stared at her out of the corner of his eye. "I just hope you'll show the same consideration eh? Oh, didn't get that kiss either."
Cobain looked at Belmont, clutching her stomach as the bullet hole slowly healed. She leaned over and gave him a small soft kiss on the lips, before gathering her strength and running out into the spot light. As the bullets hailed towards her, she quickly dodged them, jumping quickly towards the 3 officers left.
She would grab the open door, with the smashed mirror and rip it off the hinges in one pull, spinning on her heels she would smash the door in the officers face. She quickly ducked down dodging the bullets, then she heard clicks. A smile spread on her face.
"Their out." she muttered rolling under the car and grabbing up at the officers balls and ripping them downwards. The screams where loud, and Cobain loved it. As she jumped up the officers where crying but still very much alive. She grabbed the 9mm laying by her foot and shot out the headlight, jumping up quickly onto a fire escape balcony and dissapearing into an abandoned building.
Recieving the light kiss he would wait till Cobain made her leave as he watched her disappear. Good, he'd be the one to kill her, he hoped she knew what it was like now to get the crap beat out of you. Rising he would take note of the guard reloading his pistol as the other one that Cobain manually castrated was screaming on the ground. Two simple shots would be all that sounded as he stared at the destroyed vehicles along with the dead bodies. Yep, some fight that turned out to be. Holstering his desert eagle he would search for his Ingram still holding his side. Damn she could hit hard, didn't work well with a few broken ribs either. Seemed his medicine was wearing off as he moved for Jame's place. "Damn bloodsuckers." He didn't go after Cobain either as he finally made it at James disappearing into the old warehouse.
Cobain sat in a dirty basement, with a hot needle and black thread. As she stitched her shoulder back together, she could feel the skin burning and the bones slowly healing. Belmont was getting smarter, and it was getting tiring. When she was done, she bit the string and tossed the needle. She grabbed the woman, who's mouth was duck tapped, and her hands where bound and dug her fangs into her sweet flesh. The blood ran through her veins, bringing color in her eyes, and her strength back.
She dropped the woman, who was barely alive and leaned back. She lifted her shirt up and the bullet wound had healed by now, she smiled.
"Shut up James, it'll be fine. Killed all of them, they won't think I did anything. They'll blame it on Cobain." James let off a nother outburst. "I'm going to have to change your damn barrels again. So, you going after her again?" Belmont just laughed reloading his weapons yet again. His shoulder and ribs were singing as he thought about the poor soul that would be Cobain's recovery meal. Disgusting really, hardly any faults did those bloodsuckers have. Well, save for sunlight, nitrate, properly aimed bullets and him. Morning should be coming sooner or later hopefully. Staring at the clock he let out a sigh, 3:32 he had about three hours to hunt Cobain down fairly. He wouldn't kill her in the day, knowing her she probably went into the sewers with the rest of them or a basement. Damn bastards were getting harder to find let alone kill. Why couldn't they just kill each other off for once? Wincing he would feel the large needle enter his arm, waiting he would feel it slide back out. Medicine he called it, calmed him down and took away any unnecessary pain. He had no clue of his true condition, James always seemed to have his medicine. He didn't ask what was in it or heard what it was. Maybe he should take a nap before he went back out there. This place was a clean safe house, silent alarms, laser trip wires, heat sensors god James was security twit.
hart wispered to her self cobian she thout she might had to with all of this
hart:nill go ill be there in a minet
she shuved hr away hart steping over dead body she skaning them and blood ozzing out of many of them the stench made her look away
hart😛oor men..............
cats hisssing and mice running whouw the deep pudles of blood
(((chaosbark you need a pic for your carter i can get you one?? hirs my carter)))
Cobain got to her feet, stretching her wounded arm. It looked horrible, the flesh was black. It had been a while since she had such an injury. She could use her arm now, but it still hurt. She looked out the small window, and could smell that the sun would be up shortly. Three hours no less.
She would walk towards the broken basement door, and head out. She had a 9mm tucked in her pants, and her row of daggers placed on her belt. She walked out into the yard, her eyes scanning around. She closed her eyes, and focused on Belmonts scent. She knew he was hiding somewhere.
As her eyes opened she smiled, and lit a cigarette. She walked slowly through the backyard, towards the woods. She knew Belmont wouldn't give up, she didn't want him too.
Exiting the warehouse Belmont yet again had to change his fighting tactics. Cobain's shoulder wouldn't heal as fast as the other wounds she had. Of course he had gotten even tactical this time seeing as a small tracking device would be planted on her. It would most likely fall off soon or the battery would die. A large rifle placed along his back he would quietly moving towards the outer area. His feet would stop as he moved towards a large boulder. Kind of old style but so what? Placing the sniper rifle along the rock he would retract the sight letting it coast the area. Freezing he would catch sight of Cobain along with what was most likely another vampire. Might as well take out her little friend first eh? The laser sight would trail along Cobain's vision as if a little warning before the bullet would sing through the air barreling straight for the space just behind Soren's heart.
enshrouded in a heavy fog, Evangianna walked away from the scene at which she was left.. him.. that small rib injury still packed a painful punch.. She kept in her vampire form, listening intently to her surroundings... somewhat practicing for when her sight would leave her completely.. she dreaded the day that she would not be able to snap a change, and then see. " Oh well." she continued walking, steadily, slowly through the dark street. The scent of gunpowder was heavy in the air, as was that of another human... She headed into waht seemed to be an entrance to some bulding.. it was not safe here.. She cringed. Same one as before.. that vicous murderous one.. a small smile crossed ehr pale face. " Now what kind of thing would kill another for their own pleasure...?" Perhaps she would see how good this Belmont character really was... just a thought though.. " i think ill just investigate then.." with that she took her wolf form and headed around the warehouse to where she could smell him.