Originally posted by Chaosbark
Belmont's frame would stiffen as the first screams reached his ears. Immediately stepping to the side and crouching the man's body would fly a few feet from it's initial mark connecting with the ground. The noise it made was almost beyond sickening as Belmont quickly turned Ingram already out. The barrel coasting along the balcony of the building he would wait to find the location of someone he already knew who. Barrel freezing he would simply shake his head. "Cobain.." Tat-tat-tat the sound of the Ingram ripping through the air towards Cobain would be heard. He knew a burst weapon would be no where accurate but that was the weapon he had drew. No point in redrawing it to find them already in your face.
Cobain was quick on her feet, dodging the bullets as they came at her. As she flipped towards him, a bullet ripping through her knee, she stumbled a little as she laned inchs from him. She growled angrily and grabbed Belmont by the throat shoving him hard against the brick wall. She quickly would discard his weapon and snap it as she smashed it with her heel.
Her knee began to heel quickly, but it was painful. She smiled at Belmont, and flashed her sharpened fangs. She had him pinned well, her fingers loosely gripping his neck, but if he moved wrong surely she could snap it. She had her other free hand slipping over her shoulder and slowly pulling out a large buck knife. She grinned at Belmont as the moon light reflected off her weapon.
Belmont's body would flinch as he was well correct on how fast she would move. Shame on himself for being by a brick wall. That one would hurt in the morning. Black hair covering his jade optics partially he would hiss slightly at the grip. His weapon ruined, the other one remained perfectly holstered almost too well. James was an idiot for making items that well. The knife would gleam along his line of vision, if he were to die perhaps that would be better then becoming one of those blood suckers. He didn't fear death, he was just waiting for it to catch up with him. If he could get his steak out quick enough, he would either get his neck snapped or have her in a position of her own. Then again, raising his hand he would grip it along the other's throat just like she had done to him. Except, his grip wouldn't be loose at all as he pushed against her hand still gripping his tight. "Come on..go ahead." His voice came out rather ragged being in the choke hold Cobain had put him in.
Cobain smiled. She had every intention of killing him, she slid her buck knife up and down the side of Belmonts face. She would then lift him off the ground, his feet dangling 5 inches off the cement. "Dont tempt me sweetheart." she said with a smile.
She would then, quickly smack his head against the brick wall most certainly making him dizzy. She would then drop him hard on the ground and kneel down on his chest, the sound of his ribs cracking under her knee. She flipped the buck knife around in her fingers, then with one swift swing she jabbed it hard into his shoulder and twisted.
Belmont saw stares for a second as he was brought back out of it staring at the cold ground. The crack that sounded would make his chest feel as though it was on fire, the knife in the shoulder didn't help either. He wouldn't beg her to do anything, the twisting would only make his teeth grit together. "Got a present for you *****. Remember this noise?" Another ting, followed by an extremely vicious flash of light. Quickly taking the time to shift her weight giving her a violent shove with his wounded shoulder blade none the less he would grip the buck knife wrenching it out. He couldn't stay in this area, his shoulder and chest was on fire. Now he had a blood sucker on his back as well. Feet shifting he would run or more or less stumble. The flash wouldn't last long but he needed to get away from this one. James would get him out of this one. The effects of the flash would last at the least ten minutes, more then enough time for to be tucked away in James's warehouse. The sound of his form connecting with the heavy wood would sound as the necessary survelliance would kick in. Belmont knew good and well he had activated laser sensors, machine weaponry as he just held a middle finger up to the most likely spot of the screen. "**** you James.." A laugh would sound as Belmont moved deeper in knowing full and well he was passing enough traps and artillery to knock out an army. He still gripped that damn knife in his hands as he entered the main area that James called his 'office.' "James, what the hell do you think you're trying to do here?! I used to be able to take these bastard bloodsuckers out any day of the week. Now shit like thi--argh.." James would move quickly helping Belmont into a chair as he stared at his now purple side along with the blood oozing against his shoulder blade. "Damnit, you idiot. That won't track any attention. You just need your medicine." Belmont would grip James's shirt pushing him back. "I don't need damn medicine!"
Cobain was shocked. She fell against the wall, the brick crumbling around her. She was blind, but she still tried to chase Belmont, by ear. When her sight was back she standing infront of a alley. Shaking her head, she lit a cigarette and turned on her heels.
"Bastard." she hissed walking back to the area, of which she attacked Belmont. She grabbed her bloody buck knife and smile, licking the blood clean off. "Sweet.." she said closing her eyes and tasting the blood.
She placed it back in the holster placed on her back, and walked slowly down the street, knowing sooner or later she would see Belmont, and this time he wouldnt get away.
Cobain quickly found herself in need of destruction. She didnt like when her food ran away, especially food with such sweet tender blood. She stopped infront of a country club. Arching a brow, she wondered why a country club would be open at night. Slowly she walked towards the pretty small bulbed lights, which led up the driveway.
Security guards stood infront of there booths, only letting members in, and Cobain was sure she didnt look like any of the members. She could easily pass these guys, by simply leaping over them and landing inside the small wooden fance that was placed around the property.
But, as was said before. She felt destructive.
She walked slowly towards them, her cigarette dangling from her lips. The security guards quickly looked towards her and started the questioning. Cobain didnt say anything. A fairly large guard, placed a hand on her shoulder, what he said next was hard to tell, Cobain quickly grabbed him by the jaw and ripped it backwards sending him to the ground. She would then quickly grab his arm and twist it backwards, and send her steel heel through his ribs.
The other guard quickly went to dispatch, but Cobain was already behind him.
"Stupid humans." she hissed grabbing the gaurd by the head and smashing hard into the security system that lay infron of him. The sound was loud, as sparks flew and his body jolt. She smiled licking her fingers, and slowly proceeded towards the country club.
Wow so many pages to read I don't think I can jump in without being given a quick run down first.
Selest is a vampire and has been for a number of centuries, her skin is as smooth without flaws of any kind, save for a tattoo under her right eye. This tattoo was a mark from a Witch who she received services from a few years past, this was to save a Vampire she had grown to love. However much has happened in her past and she seeks a new challenge and Vampires that would help her forget what she has seen in her many years upon this earth. She is five foot seven with long black flowing curls that fall to just above her breasts which are quite ample, she has bright emerald eyes that notice much, she alters what she wears often still trying to move away from always wearing black…..when going into battle she wears a tight black cat suit, with a black cape that falls to the ground, around the hem is what any would think of as black flame which seems to move as if alive. Otherwise she is normally wearing black gothic style dress, with corset and soft flowing sleeves, blood red cord tied up the front….
For those who know she is Tremere a magic using vampire, the blood that flows through her able to manipulate energy much different then many…..she isn’t a hand to hand combat style her strengths lie in her magic’s yet she has been trained in her unlife to use others strengths against them. 😖mart:
(( well i would, honestly.. however it moves a bit to fast for me 😛 ))
Evangiana looked past the dense trees she was positioned behind...her eyes now focused on another vampire..she was very destructive, she noticed as she watched on. She wondered why she was so angry...Curiously she wlaked on, persuing her at a distance.
Her dark hair flowed as she watched from the trees not sure what was happening, keeping her distance so that she could make out who was friend and who was foe, her emeralds eyes observing her surroundings to see who was watching as she was. Not knowing who was in the right and who was in the wrong she stayed to the trees not acting, yet remaining ready if the need arose.
hart woke up sorens name sliped thouw head she looked away a tear went doun her face she wiped it away and she walked in the bath room she brushed her hair long black hair hung in her face the 2 inchs of pink lad back she cryed her tears were blood like vampers she missed her mom and dad and............. she wisped to her self '"soren dont care about me well i gess he might just not see me agen "" hart burst out crying blood she ran out of the bathroom