[center][h1][color=007236]Hank Miller[/color][/h1][/center]
[@thewizardguy]

Hank turned to meet his new host. It wasn't hard to tell sh was a vampire, a young one at that. Physically that is. The only way Hank could tell while wearing his mask how old they actually were was how they fought. Even the vampires with combat experience fighting experience prior to being turned had trouble fighting. Most the time they were not use to their bodies. And even when they were they were still sloppy for many years to come. Hank took a guess very few were able to get into a decent style of fighting until at least fifteens years after being turned. There were exceptions, the hiders took longer, ones with combat training took less time, some with determination and lots of experience or training took less, it all depended. This one seemed old enough to be a problem though. But she looked so young, she almost looked like Kathryn when she was little. Other then the fact that the little one looked like she'd murder Hank a dozen times over for fun.

She seemed passive for now, which was good. Hank was barely able to stand on his own. Holding his .357 in one hand, and his walking cane in the other he looked the little vampire in the eyes. "[color=007236]Nice sites? Not really, unless you know where to find a man named Deon Erickson? Sometimes he goes my Michele Ryse, John smith, and Michel Jordan.[/color]" All those names were true, Hank had found out several of Deon's "Secrete identities" Though hard research and his connections from the Navy. Though his connections are not always reliable, he still has one friend that has claimed to have flown a submarine and crash landed it on an island.

Hank with the gun in his hand had a couple options, though it was lowered. He wasn't fast in his state either. The time it would take his to raise the gun she could be on top of him gutting him. And with that other then the disintegration bullet hew as saving for Deon the hollow points may only injure her, then piss her off. If he was going to make it out of this now, it was by talking to her. "[color=007236]Actually, are you alone up here?[/color]" His heart was starting to struggle again, was it the stress from talking to her? How's that? She's no different then any other vampire he had fought.... Other then Kathryn... She reminded him a lot of Kathryn. He had to stay focus, even if he felt like his heart was skipping beats, which in all fairness was a possibility. "[color=007236]I guess the more important question is, who are you? And what do you want?[/color]" The fog from the virus was starting to clear up. The rooftop could be seen clearly now. The ground was still thick but at least Hank could see up top again.