Shoe Thief

Blood Compact (Open!)

Hank

Hank knew the Humans and Vampires were in war, But he had other things he was worrying about. He found one of his friends from the Marine Corps, They had a lead on someone Hank had been looking for. Took him 7 years, but he Finally found the vampire that killed his Family. His friend Tony was flying the helicopter, Hank was in the Back. "So you found 'em Hank?" Tony asked his friend, He could tell Hank wasn't... well. Something was off. "I'll be fine once I get this asshole, and make him hurt as much as he hurt me." Hank had his weapons and a duffle bag full of items to help him out once he caught him.

The Helicopter was hovering above a small Cottage, seemed old but well maintained. Tony turned around to face the back of the Chopper. "You sure you don't need any..." Hank was gone, Tony looked down to find Hank walking up to the Cottage. Tony knew he was not supposed to get involved, He was supposed to leave and meet with Hank later on.

Hank walked up to the front door, The lock was easy to break. Hank walked in with his Revolver Drawn. Inside he found an old Lady, though he could tell she wasn't human, she smelled dead but... Holding on... A dying Vampire? Hank hadn't heard of anything like this before. At least in a case of old age it seemed. She was unresponsive to Hanks actions. "Hello?" She just sat there. Hank tried again, he smelled no one there. "Hey! Where the fuck is Fergus!" She barely looked up, then she spoke. "Are you the new Milk boy? I hope it doesn't taste like crap again." She would go back to reading.

Hank walked around the house for a while, He found the basement and a dead Soldier Agent. He even found a lost of names stained into the table with blood. After searching the house some more he found a list of Phone numbers, One of them was labeled 'Your son Fergus, Call me if you need me.' Hank smiled, he just put two and two together, He knew who the old woman was, and he knew how to get revenge on Fergus.

Fergus

Fergus made it into the Base, he wiped out the few security staff, not many, guess they were hoping to keep this place hidden better then they did. Fergus Was in the middle of forcing one of the officers to give him the launch codes when his phone rang, the only one with this number was him Mum, Though her mind was too long gone to use the phone, The nurse wasn't supposed to be there for two more hours though?

Fergus answered the phone with some fear. "Ma? What's going on? You okay?" There was a deep tone, a middle aged man spoke over the phone. "Been a while Fergus, took me Seven years to track you down." Fergus was a bit shocked, who called only to mention he had been tracked? An from his personal number. His Mother spoke on the phone. "Hello Fergus, The nice man said he was a friend of yours? I invited him over for a drink, hurry home so we can have a drink together!" The deep voiced man spoke next. "yes Fergus, Hurry home to Mommy." The line was cut off, Fergus dropped the phone and ran, someone was at his home, pissed at him, with his mum.

The SOLDIER control officer was just standing there, that phone call saved his life... But now they had a name, Fergus.

Blood Compact (Open!)

Sorry I'v been lacking on activity, Been finishing finals for the last week, Only one more day of testing left then SUMMER! Then if things really work out Jobs. Which in turn could lead to less activity, I'll figure it out, Things should be fine until July, In July things are going to get busy.

The Dead Rising [HOTD Closed]

Hunter liked how well these people were working together, they had a plan, and he believed that they could get it done. "So me and Amaya will cross and get the bridge down, Jose and Miki. We will need to be fast and smart, one wrong move and we are all screwed." He chambered a round in his rifle. "Alrighty, who's ready to cross this damn bridge?"

~*~They're Coming...~*~ (Walking Dead Rp)

@themadhatter420
Hunter saw about where the sniper was before, he could have moved but it was the best chance they had. "I saw the shooter somewhere in that Direction when I was laying suppression fire a moment ago." He pointed well still trying to stay in cover. "You cover me, I'll get closer then keep them down, that is when you will move up and We will flank the asshole." He got ready to run, he's done jobs like this in the past but normally with an M4, some Kevlar, A helmet, And about 5 other guys with the same gear. Though this time there was only one person shooting back, Then again he has never been in a real fire fight well in the national Guard.

~*~They're Coming...~*~ (Walking Dead Rp)

@themadhatter420
One more to go on monday, I will post today, tomorrow and if things really work out with my last finals on Monday.

Blood Compact (Open!)

Finally posted for Fergus, Setting the up a conflict between him and Hank, and maybe others depending.

Blood Compact (Open!)

A dark room, With in it a young man would be standing attempting to choose from his collection of knives, tools, and other accessories. His face a crater remains from a gun shot wound from years before. He is wearing fairly casual clothes, with the exception of a butchers apron across his chest with several blood stains. There is another man in the room, older. About 50 it seems. This one is tied up though, tied up to the wall using chains and a strand of bared wire across his abdomen. He's covered in his own blood and very crude stitches. He is wearing a SOLDIER uniform, he appears to be an officer of some kind.

The first man would walk up to the SOLDIER officer. "Please, what do you want? I'll tell you anything, just stop." The Officer would cry. The man in the Apron said nothing. "Please! I'll talk just stop!" The Aproned man smiled. "I know, I just needed to give you a taste of what was going to happen if you didn't cooperate." This was the first time he has talked in 2 days to the man. "I'm not sure I told you this yet, But my name is Fergus, I am you babysitter for how eever long you can survive the next few days Capetian."

Fergus placed the knife on an old stitch on the his prisoners shoulder. "Did I ever put that back yet? I can't remember you see I live a very active life." The Capetian was in too much fear to speak, not knowing what the best way to answer was. "Well I Am on a bit of a time frame now that the war has Begun! So you're going to give me the list of all the poor assholes that have the keys to the nukes in your facility. If you don't I am going to kill you and put you Daughter thought this, make her kids watch, and then force her kids to kill each other telling them the winner can leave." He was smiling and swinging his knife as he talked. "I don't have th..." He looked at the knife in Fergus's hand. "...Can I get a paper... and something to write with..." He felt ashamed, he was giving up secrets and names that only he was allowed to know. And he gave it up to someone that was ready to wipe out everyone.

Fergus cut the man down, then threw him at the table. He then slashed the mans back with the knife and stabbed it down on the table next to a piece of paper. "If ya run out of ink I hope you know how to get more! If not I will just kill you and move on to your NCO, he's bound to know some names." The Capetian started to use the knife to write out the names, tears rolled down his face as he wrote. "Good work my boy! Now we can end your Pain." His Fangs began to show, He stabbed them into the Capetian's neck, his fresh (Ish) Blood going everywhere. "Thank you for your cooperation, Now I must get going."

He went up an old set of stairs to a small kitchen area, in it an old woman sits in a chair barely awake. She was holding an old puzzle booklet and old fashioned pen. "Mum, going to work, I'll be back in a few days" The old woman just sat there, unresponsive. Fergus attempted to turn his mom when she started to lose her memory and physical skills capabilities. All ti did though was preserve her current state.

He left the small house and got into his car, he had a list of names, and some warheads to arm.

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Hank just went through a realization that he is an ass, He killed about a dozen people, and he finally became the monster he has been trying to kill for years.

~*~They're Coming...~*~ (Walking Dead Rp)

@Foster
Who's the Feminine dude?

@themadhatter420
Sorry for inconsistent posting, Finals have started so time online is even more random then usual.

~*~They're Coming...~*~ (Walking Dead Rp)

@themadhatter420
Hunter agreed, This asshole no matter what they were doing was an asshole. "Alright, He's using a high powered rifle, maybe a bolt action, if that is the case we need to get in close, Like belt buckle close, then if he fights back we put a bullet through his... or hers face." He would hold up the shotgun when saying this. His hand would start to shake well holding the gun, he would quickly bring it back down and hold the gun with both hands. "Alright ready?"