[center][b][color=FF0000][sup][h1]E L I A S (E L I)[/h1][/sup][/color][/b][/center]

[COLOR=FF0000][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]NEW York City, 2018[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT][sup][color=darkgray]10:00pm[/color][/sup][/INDENT][/INDENT]

How was it a hunt if the predator so easily turned into the prey?  Eli Jarac De’Vol stood above the lifeless body of the creature lying before him. Its blood spilled from battle staining the concrete, and saturating his clothing. It tainted the air, and coated itself over the gorging cavity that once held this previous life’s heart. “Such a foolish creature,” He remarked, his tone blank. The strong hue of the night caressed his back, imposing his lethal image over the corpse.  He’d never stood a chance. The boy shouldn’t have even tried. He’d been too young, proud and far too inexperienced to best him. His death was nothing but a waste. Eli shook his head, turning away from the bloody scene. He gazed down towards his hands, hands that were now dripping in blood. In normal circumstance there might have been a temptation to savor such an occasion. Unfortunately distinct reasons prevented him from indulging in such endeavors. 
 
Time being one detail but he most apparent being what dwelled within the misfortune of the vile creature genetics. Eli sighed and began quietly walking away from the gory scene. He knew sooner or later the authorities would happen upon the body. It was best if he made himself scarce before any further confrontation presented itself. He walked down the pathway, the park lamps overhead lighting his way as he exited the grounds. Slipping his hand into his pocket he began to search for his phone but, stopped short when he noticed a black tinted vehicle pulling up to the side of the curve. He immediately recognized the driver as the ignition cut.  Xander D’Aville, his advisor step out of the vehicle. His face was full of questions as he looked over each Eli’s appearance.  “Are you hurt?” Eli didn’t answer. He didn’t see the point. Xander wasn’t an imbecile; he knew how to put the obvious together. No this was his indirect way of asking for an explanation. Eli would of course eventually give him one but for now they needed to leave. 

“Later.” He replied, side stepping the man as he took a seat inside passenger compartment of the car. Xander frowned at the response but took his place in the driver seat.  He pushed the key in the ignition, removed the car from park and pulled off.  Eli knew he sounded curt.  He just wasn’t in the mood to talk, speak or discuss the subject till he had returned back to the penthouse, showered and had a drink. Of course Xander wasn’t about to make this easy. Eli closed his eyes but rest seemed unlikely to happen. At least not with his aides critical gaze burrowing into him. His intense stare demanding what he dared not voice out loud.  Not that it fazed him; Eli was use to his adviser’s disapproval. It wasn’t the first time Xander hadn’t liked a decision he had made and it would not be the last. 

Eli was right of course; in the front seat of the vehicle was indeed perturbed and mildly frustrated. He needed answers. Seeing Eli walk toward the car covered in blood had not been a welcomed sight. In fact it only further complicated an already complex situation. Xander gripped the steering wheel tightly, his nails indenting into the leather.  He stared at his master in the rearview mirror. He wondered if he should dare what he knew he should not. Of course Xander knew Eli would not be amused to have the silence he desired interrupted. When his lord was this silent he was either annoyed or trying the stave off the calm before the storm. Oh and there was a storm, not just the one his master was bathed in but another awaiting him at palazzo.   “My Lord...I know you do not wish to be disturbed.” Xander paused taking in what looked like a gulp of air. He didn’t want to do this but he needed to. “We need to speak...preferably before we reach home.” Normally he would never defy a direct order but the situation was too important.

 “It would seem Xander…you are not going to let me have any peace”Eli aggravated tone filled the silence as he opened his eyes to look at his advisor in the rear view mirror.  He was far from pleased that Xander had not heeded his warning.Eli did not like to be disobeyed. “I apologize. I know you do not wish to discuss the situation until we return  but…” Xander hesitated. He knew he was in a no win situation. If he stayed quiet Eli would learn the situation to late and he would be to blame.  If he told his lord now, then Xander risked pushing his lords already bad mood. “There is s situation at the palazzo.” Eli’s eyes flashed at those words. “What situation?” He demanded back. Xander’s mouth dried. He knew he needed to use his next words carefully.  “A few of the youngers went hunting in the city a little bit after you left this evening.”  Eli glared but his expression held the real threat, he wasn’t in the mood for a long story. He knew it and Xander as well. “Get to the point Xander.” He bit out. His advisor nodded. “They found a small group but they encountered a problem when they pursued their prey.” Xander paused pulling the car into park as they pulled into the underground parking area of the penthouse. He cut the car off and turned to look at Eli directly. 

"What did they encounter Xander?" Eli's patients was very thin. He had entertained Xander defiance because the man never did so without reason. However this was starting to sound like nonsense. There was nothing in the behavior he was stating that screamed unusual and if the young encountered a problem. They were more than equipped to handle it, they were vampires after all. "Your wasting my time." Eli reached for the door. He was tired of this hesitant game Xander was playing. He wanted shower, drink and time away from his adviser. All in that order. "I will find a fitting recourse for you later." That is when Xander finally blurted what had been holding out. "They found an angel."Eli stopped mid exit of the vehicle and looked at his adviser. He could not have heard him right. "An Angel? Your certain?" Xander nodded. [i]Mierda[/i] Eli cursed. Now he was truly annoyed. He stepped out of the car. Xander soon following behind, both vampires headed to the elevator. There destination would have been the penthouse but Eli had a feeling Xander was going to tell him he needed elsewhere. So when the elevator arrived he allowed his aide to pick the destination. 

He chose the basement floor level five. Eli looked at Xandering questioning. "There here aren't they?" Xander nodded and then further explained. "Yes the younglings encountered the angel when they unknowingly tried feed from what was most likely one of the angel's charges." Eli looked at his aide urging him to continue. "They were easily waylaid by the seraph. The angel stopped the children from feeding off the mortal and...a fight ensued." Eli wasn't surprised younglings did not like to be stopped from feasting on a good meal. "Were any of them hurt or killed?" Xander smiled. "Their pride was definitely hurt but Hunter stepped in and subdued the seraph." Eli wasn't surprised. Hunter was about what? Two hundred years older than him so it was not surprising he had the strength to pull off such a feat. "Where are the younglings now?" He inquired. Xanders face turned serious. "Being interrogated. Elandria is also waiting to see what your judgement of punishment will be for them. She also ask for an audience." So they were Elandria's bloodlets, now it all made sense. 

"I'll will entertain Elandria later after I dealt with her wayward children." The elevator stopped. Eli stepped out heading towards the interrogation area. Xander however had one more thing to tell him. "There is one more thing my lord." Eli stopped, turning toward his aide. "What is it?" Xander braced himself knowing that his lord would like this last bit of new less than the previous. "Hunter subdued the angel but he did not release or kill them. He brought her here as a prisoner." That was when Eli's turned eyes black.  He knew that his people believed in that asinine legend about angels blood. Never did he think they would be stupid enough to attempt it. It was times like these Eli wish he could remember Saphira or at least her face. It would at least help him deal with the long immortal road he had walked on. "I'm going to the interrogation room." His eyes turned back to normal. "In the meantime Xander find everything you can on this angel, including her archangel." Eli didn't want any surprises. Angels could not lie but the sure as hell knew how to bend the truth.