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Count Archaon roamed the streets of the city, taking in all the devastation caused by the nuclear warheads. He stumbled across the bodies of countless vampires in a building he looked to the sky and bellowed "Every human on the face of this planet shall die for this crime!" He then turned around and ran back to the underground entrance, heading for the place he called home.

Standing on top of a building Cecille looked down on the city that was destroyed to oblivion. "Why did the pitiful human's do this to themselve's." Cecille said. She walked off the ledge and began to run down the building she was just on. A pair off wings come out, they looked like angel wings just black from her parental mutation. She jumped off the builing and flew down to the ground. "Huh?" She said to herself. looking down to see something running not know if it was human or animal.

Gene sneezed, then sat lazily up in bed. His room, nay, the whole area was an underground bunker, so there wasn't any light, but flicking the electric light on would only create a dim, swaying view of the cramped living space he knew so well.

Not that I can afford any better. he thought, standing up and opening a small, old fridge containing a modest amount of non-perishable cans and pre-ackaged food that needed no cooking preparations to eat. He swiped a sausage and closed the door, turning the light on as he stepped the two strides back to his bed and sat down, opening and eating the sausage slowly.

"I could use a drink...." He thought wistfully to himself, knowing that at the moment he couldn't afford such luxuries.
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Jukai yawned as he awoke, feeling the slight breeze across his muzzle. he quickly gathered his belongings, taking care not to touch his axe's blade, and looked around him. The desolate landscape was the same as it had been the night before, but still: one couldn't be too cautious.

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Orea was already up, in fact was on her way to her chamber for a good day's rest, when Count Archaon raced past her, cursing something against the humans like he usually did. She simply watched him go. It had been almost ten years since she last spoke, and a yelling superior wasn't high on her list of feeling like laughing. Not him: he'd probably just get angrier.

Able was sitting against a wall in a tunnel peering through the bullet holes that the wall was fulled with. to see if anyone was coming, not seeing anyone he turned and ran back to a station were and took a seat and looked around.

((yelled at humans above ground not below, but I'll cover that to save an edit))

Archaon raced through the underground lair to his own personal chambers, damning the humans as he went. He'd had enough of this kind of crap, be it from the were-wolves or those self-obsessed humans. He could tolerate no more and was to the extent of killing anybody near him when his rage finally blew.

Upon reaching his chambers he grabbed his Desert Eagles from his bed and quickly ran back the other way, towards the surface to hunt for humans. When he saw Orea he stopped and calmed down before speaking "I'm sorry if have disturbed you Orea, it's those damned humans again."

Cecille landed on the ground and walked over to the tunnel that went to her home. Her home was a small room about 5mX6m. "I could go for a drink." Cecille said moaning. She grabbed her gun and started playing with it. "This couldn't be more boring." She said starting to complain.

Orea simply looked at him in a reproachful sort of way, tilting her head to the side slightly, as if inquisitive.

Archaon looks at Orea's expression and realises she wants to know why he's annoyed
"Oh, it's a long story, do you have time to hear it all or want quick summary."

Orea nodded: she hadn't anything else to do and she could listen for a while before having to retire. Count Archaon had the luxury of not being strictly nocturnal, she had learned, so he had the ability to walk around freely during the day. Whle it had been more than long enough since the last time she had seen the sun, she knew she would not find it pleseant in her present state.

"Typical."Yoyo mused, working the back alleys and ruined buildings in search of something, someone to feast on. Why was it every body he came across this time of day seemed to have a unfamiliar smell. Was there someone else manuvering in his zone of deployment?

He leapt up from a pack of rubble leaping onto a window seal and smoothly pulling himself up and in. The blown out sections of building didn't seem like a ideal spot for his kind or Vampires for that matter. Moving through the old building.

"Humans?" Coming across a few corpses laying throughout a hallway, smiling half-heartedlly."Dinner Time." He grimly smirked, sinking his knife into a already near dead body propped up against the wall, the smell of blood evoking him to take hold of whatever he could and endulge himself on it.

But in the back of his mind something was amiss, looking up to spot a bloody streak leading down the hall and into a room where a lone light flickered making him uneasy as he dined noisely.

((do you refer to Gene's whereabouts, hellhound? I put in the post that he is occupying a room in an underground bunker. Jukai is currently outside. And Orea is whereever Optix's character is.))

((Nah I usually like starting off by myself before i actually engage someone else so right now i'm off to myself probably away from the others.))

((ok, just had to make sure before I had Gene whip out his colts....))

Gene sighed. A long, bored sigh. He knew that he'd have to go jobseeking again today, but nowadays it was only escort and supply missions. He hardly ever got the combat jobs these days. He blamed his luck. Still, money's money.

Standing up, he grabbed his sidearms, their holster-belts, and fastened them on. Next, he took and donned his cloak. Lastly, he strapped his sword to his back and started out the door, turning the light off behind him.

Think I'll stop by the bar and look for work -- or a free drink -- there for a bit. He thought to himself, walking briskly. Even underground, it was cold before dawn.

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Jukai felt nothing of the cold. In fact, he would have felt uncomfortable if it was warmer. He sniffed the wind once. Twice. Ah, there it was. Sweat. Activity. Morning breath. People were weaking up. Beginning their days. He squatted and traced doodles in the sand in front of him to pass the time until he could be certain the vampires would be asleep.

Orea..... he still couldn't beleive that she was allright. Of course, due to their natures, he had only been able to see her while she was asleep, and there was no way he could get her away from the others while they slept without risking her. He thought on this while he waited to see his sister again.

Before heading to her home she stopped off at a vending machine. "Hmm, Cola or Lemonade. Hmm i think it's Cola's turn today." She spoke to herself putting her gun back for a minute. She reached down and grabbed the can. she opened it and started to walk playing with her gun again. She saw something near her door and checked it out.
"Damn creature's"She said to herself. She turned around and headed inside.

Vlad hovered in the air, far above the streets, using his ability to nearly dissapear in darkness to good use.

Down in the streets were the bodies of many vampires, among them about 50 were his Clan, for a Clan consisting of about 150 vampires, this was a terrible loss.

He spotted several humans wandering the streets, and one watching from afar, several weres also prowled the alleyways.

Some of the humans looked both delicous and strong, and his Clan must be replenished, he floated down and started to stalk one of them, and his victim to be went indoors. Readying his throwing knives and sword in case it was a trap, he folated down so he was just above the door, then threw a rock inside, then another further down the road.