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Arken sat in his car with whoever decided to stay back from his group while the rest went out to physically investigate the graveyard. Several times Arken wanted to reach for and turn on the radio. He thought better of it however, given the heightened hearing of vampires. Instead, he fiddled with his bowie knife, trying his best to whisper the incantation needed to activate one of its runes.

Inevitably, he let out a long but subdued sigh. Being the one that had to stay in the car during a night mission can get very boring, very quickly. Especially if nothing happens.

Nothing is happening, right?

Wrong.

The moon was shining and six pale figures appeared essentially out of nowhere and headed straight towards the graveyard. Arken jolted from his previous hazy state and called out, softly, to everyone else in his car. [color=BFA658]"Guys. Something has gone terribly wrong... Six figures, three went through the gate."[/color] He said, his grip tightening around his knife. Arken's mind was now racing. Can he drive his car through the gate? How, if needed, can he get the rest of the team out of the graveyard? How many vampires are around them, and how many more are waiting in the shadows? His head darted from left to right, trying to figure out a way to get out of there. He was assuming the group that went in to the graveyard has not have their covers blown yet.

His assumption was wrong. 

A loud shout, followed by commotion, can be heard from their current position. [color=BFA658]"oh shit, oh fuck."[/color] Arken exclaimed. Iris was first to act, darting out of the car. Dakota followed. Arken fumbled with the handle of the door before half stumbling out of his own car. Before he was out of range, he called back towards his car to Rebecca and said [color=BFA658]"Call the other group. Let them know whats going on here!"[/color]. As Iris exited his car, she called out something that vaguely sounded like 'Hana'. As he gathered himself, a grim thought entered his mind. What if one of the screams was from Hana? [color=BFA658]"Fuck. Fucking fuck."[/color] He cussed. As he was about to turn to engage the trio of vampires at the gate, Dakota seemed to have conjured a large fireball from thin air and hurled it at the trio. Trusting that Dakota and Iris can clean up whatever the fire would leave behind, Arken charged through the gate and towards the sound of the commotion.

His knife firmly in his grasp as he ran like a mad man, slightly stumbling from his mind wanting to move his body faster than his body  can keep up. [color=BFA658]"Ahhh what is the fucking incantation for this fucking rune. God fucking dammit."[/color] He cursed out as he ran. His mind was not even considering using his magic. He only thought to physically stab the vampires, who are guaranteed to be stronger than he is. As he was running, he saw a figure weakly hobbling towards him. There is no way a vampire can be shambling around like this, right? Arken continued to move towards the figure, steadying his steps as he approached. As he and the figure got closer, he started to make out the image of the person. It was Hana. [color=BFA658]"Hana! Oh fuck."[/color] He exclaimed again. He then noticed the bleeding. [color=BFA658]"Fuck!"[/color] He shouted as he ran towards her. As he reached her, any thought of fending off vampires left his mind. As he looked at her wounds, it was clear that she was bitten. [color=BFA658]"Fuck. Ah. You're going to be ok. You, uh. Yeah. Lets get you to the car first."[/color] Without waiting for a reply, he switched his knife into his left hand, slung her arm over her shoulders and started to half carry Hana towards the car.

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