Sheep go to heaven (Jessica)

[Prudence]

Ever since Cliff had talked about getting something she hadn't ever heard of or seen, Prudence was on a mission. She wanted one too and she didn't give a **** if she had to kill every gangster, blood thief, paladin or anything else in the damn city. She was going to get one.

After she walked Killer and let him handle his business, Prudence put the dog back in their trailer, pet him on his side and told him she would be back later. Prudence grabbed a thin leather coat and put it on over her black tank top. Her hair was put in a quick pony tail before she grabbed Lyla and Scarlett and suited up for the night.

For reasons Prudence didn't quite understand, she had retreated from some of the people in her life and kept to the Sangue area. Relations with outsiders were pretty much cut off and her time was spent training and growing stronger. She had been careless and relaxed a few months back, taking time off from her routine. It did her no good.

The woman started off in the sewers, because Cliff had said that's where he found the item, but after beheading multiple paladin's and footsoldier's, Prudence came up empty. She decided to change tactics and head topside. Maybe the gangsters had something she wanted. Only one way to find out.

The redhead entered an abandon factory that she had searched a few times before, for random loot and a quick buck here and there. Each time she came here, she'd been successful in finding something she wanted or needed, so who knew? She slowly pulled Lyla out from the waist band of her pants from under the back of her coat, checked the clip and then proceeded forward.

A quick search of the main floor of the factory provided to be disappointing. Just one chick with a knife and some meth in her coat pocket and Prudence was about to call it a night. Until she heard a commotion up on the second floor somewhere. Her eyes looked up at the metal landing above her, trying to determine just where it was coming from exactly. Somewhere to the far right. And from the sounds of it, there were a few of whatever it was in there. Time for Scarlett to bring her blaze of glory. Prudence put the glock back in her waist band, and switched the gun for the larger that was strapped to her back. She called the shadows to her, then slowly made her way towards the metal staircase, intending on meeting the people making all the noise pollution.

Current attire

[Jessica (DELETED 4028)]

Jessica hated life these days. She spent her time doing one of four things; drinking to drown the memories of herself and Axel in that apartment he'd bought for them to share, working at Last Card, reading the online forums through which she had first become acquainted with Axel, and working with the sword she kept with her. It was from Ivy, and she was pretty sure she'd have to give it back someday. But not yet; for now, she settled for destroying things with it.

For now, it was her tool of choice in murder. One of the old Order of St. James stood across the room from her, naked skin glistening with sweat as she held her sword at the ready.

"We don't have to do this, Jessica!" she insisted. "We can hunt them together as we were meant to do!"

"No, Elise," Jessica said calmly, smiling darkly. "I will not kill him. I will not destroy the only man I have ever trusted to put his hands on my body for reasons other than slipping money through a panty string."

"Then I'll kill you just as we should kill them!"

"Try."

Jessica lifted her blade and ran for the unclothed woman, face contorted in fury. Elise raised her own blade just in time to parry the blow, which was followed again and again by blow after blow, pushing her back to the wall.

A gleam of madness was apparent in Jessica's eyes as she made her efforts to kill the woman. This was a form of madness not often seen in the woman - a thirst to see mortal blood spilled by her steel blade. She made a wide arc with the blade, coming in contact with Elise's thigh in the sweep. The two women were locked in battle.

Neither cared to notice the instinctive repulsion of a vampire's presence in the building. They couldn't hear or see her.

Jessica raised her foot and kicked in the other woman's knee.

"Failure is not accepted."

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[Prudence]

When she got to the top of the stairs, Prudence bent down and did a quick survilence sweep of the area. She let her eyes count the possible number of steps to the door that seemed to be where all the ruckus was coming from. In the back of her mind, she kept the number of stairs she climbed, in case anything happened. Temporary blindness. Needing to jump down a few flight of stairs; the possible impact of jumping down that many stairs and so forth.

From what she could gather, the red head could only hear noises coming from that one area. Maybe because it was the most predominant, or because there really were only her and one, maybe two other people in this whole building after she had taken care of the few down stairs. Still keeping low to the ground, in a sort of crouching position, Prudence kept her back to the wall and slid against it, slowly and quietly. When the woman got closer to the door, she heard two voices clear as day. And most of their conversation. People really should be more careful what they say, even if they think they're alone. Prudence learned that within the first week of being a vampire, so most all her messages or anything really important were done through email or through text messaging. Plus, she hated talking to people, because people's emotions always clouded the truth when hearing it.

Two women. Fighting. Neither seemed like they were going to budge their positioning on whatever it was they were fighting about. She seriously hoped it wasn't over some dude, but it sure sounded like it! Prudence's eyes rolled all around in her head, figuring out the truth. Two women fighting over some dude. Lame.as.****. Then they were fighting and Prudence had half a mind to let them sort it out their way and then either applaud or laugh at the victor. Actually, that was exactly what she was going to do. This **** wasn't her business, but let them sort it out and not give them a common enemy for the moment...it was pretty ******* brilliant! Then take the other out by herself and walk away with a good score. All in a night's work.

[Jessica (DELETED 4028)]

"Kill me quickly if you must," Elise said, now on her knees before her former comrade in arms. Her eyes were closed. "I will be greeted like a hero at the gates of heaven, and when you die, you will burn!"

"Oh, I doubt that," Jessica replied, arcing the sword through the air. "Whatever waits for you is nothing I want a part of."

"He's one of them now, Jessica!" Elise exclaimed, eyes flashing open. "He's a parasite, a leech, an abomination!"

"I know. I'm the one who told you. I told you about the coldness in his eyes and the way he tried to kill me. I'm the reason you watch."

"He kills our people, Jessica."

"Your people, Elise. The Order of St. James was never my people, merely a means to an end. A means to protect myself from a new threat that risked destroying me and my brother. Never more than that." Jessica stepped away, the blade at her side. "Pick up your sword and finish this fight. I will not kill one who refuses to fight back."

Elise did so, grabbing the blade and launching into the air at Jessica, the blade whistling with the speed she wielded it with. Jessica barely parried the blow before she sliced across the woman, her own blade sinking through layers of flesh, rending open her abdomen. Elise cried out, but she didn't stop, raising her blade to attempt to hack off Jessica's favored hand.

Jessica moved too quickly.

Her sword plunged upwards now, through Elise's chin, until the pointed last inch stuck out of her skull.

"Besides," Jessica muttered to the still-warm corpse, "weren't you the one who said that the Order should never have initiated a witch to your ranks?"

[Prudence]

Prudence watched the women from the doorway, still crouched to the floor in the abandoned building. They two fought, one more impressive than the other, but it didn't bother her any. A scratch here or there or a bullet in her body never deterred the red head from her course of action. Vampires healed in time and the memory of the pain vanished in hours or a couple of days, but the memory of watching life vanish from someone's lasted much, much longer.

When there was on left standing, Prudence stood, then leaned in the doorway, the woman applauding the other somewhat sarcastically. "Good show!" She retorted before Prudence crossed one leg over the other and beamed a large smile at the woman, her fangs peeking our from under her lips. "Means to an end? Man, did they pick a winner with you." Prudence cackled as she shoved off the side of the door frame and stood in front of it.

"Nice sword, can't wait to try it out for myself." Prudence pulled the gun out, aimed and pulled the trigger all in a blink of an eye [celerity]. The red head didn't wait to find out where the bullets from the glock landed, before she took off running at the paladin woman, somersaulted in the air, rolled towards her direction and let out another few rounds, intending on killing the target.

[Jessica (DELETED 4028)]

"Like hell," Jessica growled, attempting to dodge the bullets with a dive for a nearby piece of old, slightly rusted equipment. One of the bullets ripped through the back of her calf, but she didn't say anything. She did, however, look at the injury with a quiet hiss as she yanked her own gun from its holster, firing blindly over the machine.

She wasn't sure what was going on. All she did know was that this person, this woman, was a vampire.

One of the two women would not be leaving the factory building on her own power.

Jess wouldn't admit it outwardly, but she knew she was hoping that she wouldn't win. But she was going to put up a hell of a fight.

[Prudence]

She rolled on the ground as bullets came flying at Prudence from behind a machine that did who the **** knew what? Prudence wasn't a ******* mechanic, only thing she could tell was that this machine was big enough to hide her target and be used to an advantage Prudence couldn't really let stay that way for too long.

Once she came to a slow tumble, Prudence slammed her boot on the floor of the ground and let a small blade pop out of it. It wasn't anything great, wasn't intended to be, but it was still a shame she was going to have to part with it. Prudence pulled the tiny dagger from the boot and tossed it to her right, hoping to distract the woman long enough for Prudence to sneak up on her, without having to call the shadows to her.

As the knife hit the ground to the right of Prudence, a bullet struck the red head in the shoulder and her blue eyes narrowed as Prudence bit down on her lip and tried to focus on what her objective was. Kill the paladin *****, get her sword and call it a night. The red headed vampire found her stomach and began to roll to the left, where she could find some cover behind an old rolling chair, that probably wouldn't roll much. And if it did, it would make a lot of noise due to the years of wear and tear on it. "Come out, come out wherever you are." Prudence whispered as she looked down at the wound in her shoulder, and worked on getting it healed.

[Jessica (DELETED 4028)]

Jessica didn't get up, only leaned over, around the side, and fired again, several more rounds. This vampire was a nightmare of a *****, and she wasn't entirely sure she really could hold her own against this one. But she had to have some kind of hope in that sense. She wouldn't go down without a fight.

"Crawl out of your little hidey-hole, creature of night, and kill me," she muttered, intending not to be heard. Vampiric hearing would probably pick it up, though. "I know you want to."