Shikaru

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Dresden, barely visible through the mist was now hurdling towards Matt at incredible speed. He needed a plan, and he needed one NOW. Quickly assessing the situation, he realized that no matter the age of this vampire or who he was the holy water mist still burned him and stunned him slightly. He also glanced on the top of the car, Michelle as Johnathan called it, was still there along with two bolts.

If by some miracle Matt could use the cover of the mist, he could get to the car and hopefully put a end to Dresden with the powerful crossbow. Firing a few shots towards Dresden's face and chest, and one to the kneecap in hops of stunnjng him further, he ran full speed circling around him and into the Mist.

Running towards the car he climbed on top of it, putting his guns back in their place and grabbing the crossbow. He began loading it, Dresden howling with rage in the distance. Taking aim through the scope, able to see over the mist on the car, he aimed directly for Dresden's chest, and fired. Hoping it wouldn't miss. Cause if it did, he doubted he would get the chance to fire another.

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Now to think of a plan to combat Dresden...

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Be the hero! Lel.

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Sylvette Adelaine Banebridge said
Chase regained her consciousness, which was a shock that even a vampire cannot process inside their brain-dead minds. She sat up from the twin-size bed and opened her eyes."The infirmary?" She muttered softly, "Why am I at the infirmary?"It seemed like someone forgave her, or wanted to keep her here for strenuous interrogations; but she isn't dead- which there has to be a reason behind all of this. But who managed to pull her here?She suddenly caught a scent of a human on her winter coat. She quickly unzipped it and took her coat off, which left a blue tanktop underneath. Carefully, she sniffed out the scent, and her eyes widened."Matt," she exclaimed, "the man's name is Matt."Matt was the guy who had spared her, twice. But why? Can humans and vampire join in arms? Or does human and vampires have a lack of trust ever since the tearing of the Blood Compact? "What should I do now?" Chase questioned herself. It would be best to keep herself locked here, but with her developing superhearing, she could hear a war outside transpiring. What to do, what to do...

Ooc: I should mention that I never locked the door, helpful info :p

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Also don't ask me how that sentence on the bottom of my post got there, I removed it now..

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Just did, Matt's all rage mode now lol.

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As Matt was running Dresden kicked his legs out from under him, flying forward a few feet before promptly landing on the dirt face first skidding a few inches. Pushing himself to his feet staggering a bit he picked his guns off the ground in front of them, aiming them around and turning frantically. "Damn, where the hell did he go?" He said to himself.

Staggering a bit before he regained his composure he walked out of the forest, only to see things were worse than they were before he drug Chase to the infirmery. Shocked from the current scene unfolding before him, and the realization that there was a VERY small chance anyone was making it out of this alive other than the vampires, he was sideswiped by one of the damned things.

A huge gash opening on the side of his face, though hopefully not deep enough to kill him, he fell to the ground on his shoulder. Promptly shooting said vampire in the face he stood up. His shoulder was in a bit of pain but he had been through worse, and right now he had no time to cry over his own pain.

Checking his current clip in his magnums he found he had 5 shots left in each. Putting the clips back in he began to rush back to the souped up car spraying out what appeared to be holy water mist and vapor. He arrived just in time to get a front row seat to see Dresden kill Johnathan. Pissed off even more than normal, he promptly unloaded both clips remaining in his guns at Dresden's head and chest shouting at the top of his lungs "Damnit!!! You will pay you undead bastard!".

Throwing the now empty clips out of his guns he grabbed two fresh ones from the pocket inside his jacket, loading them into his guns. The village he fought to protect now all but in ruins, he had nothing left to do but be damned sure this behemoth couldn't kill anymore of his comrades, anymore innocent civilians. If he was going to die, he was going to go down fighting, chances were he was going to anyway. He assumed he might as well do the best he could, kill as many vampires as he could.

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Seems legit, let's go with it.

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Question. Why did you knock Matt down then proceed to behead Johnathan? Lol

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Its fine I know that feeling.