Blood Moon.... (Open, PM me if you want to be plot)

[Mike Barone (DELETED 2047)]

"Ah, maybe if he doesn't shut up." Mike replied to Nimmy about putting the rude robot in the freezer. There was an eep from his back but nothing else was uttered. He dug out the ice cream, "Nimmy pick what you want." but then he was pulled off to the side by Alex. "Nimmy talks about this Robbie person a lot. I'm sure we'll be fine here.." he said. She said she was going out the window to the fire escape. He nodded about locking the window behind her. He waited for her to leave and locked the window. He went back towards kitchen, remembering now that he needed to tell Windy that he was alright. He took out his phone, noticing how many times Windy tried to get a hold of him but then there was a message from Snow.

"Crap.." he said, he thought she was safe with his grandfather but that didn't seem to be the case. Now where was his grandfather in all of this? He quickly replied.

"Snow, I'm with Nimmy and we're safe in an apartment. I think Windy is still out in all of this. You need him to go find you?" he sent to Snow before moving on to a text to Windy.

"Snow was taken somewhere. I'm safe with Nimmy so don't worry about us. You need to go find Snow." he sent to Windy.

Mike went to Nimmy and forced a smile. "Have you picked your ice cream?" he asked.

[Alexandrea]

She tried not to limp as she followed Ginny but it wasn't possible. Pausing, Alexandrea took a look at her leg and groaned. The bullet was lodged in her thigh. She supposed it was a good thing it hadn't gone all the way through her leg, the bleeding would have been a lot worse.

Giving the moon a nervous but hostile look, She kept going. Keeping her focus on her surroundings and not her pain. The black cat as she hurried across the rooftop, the sounds of gunfire all around, and the sounds of sirens. Coming 'face to face' with another fully covered figure, Alexandrea might have been apprehensive but she trusted Ginny and was sure it must be Zodiac.

The suspicion was confirmed as a pair of hands started to sign out the letters of Alex's name. She was startled at first, she had all but forgotten that her friend was mute. Alexandrea hadn't used ASL in ages, not since Kira had been teaching it to her so that Alex could meet Jarrett's mother on Skype. But she knew her own name when she saw it.

Using her hands to sign with as she spoke aloud, so Zo would know how new sign language was to her, Alexandrea replied.

"Yes, it's me. And so long as you go slowly, I should be able to understand you."

She went on to explain that she had asked a friend to come help and checked her phone. Seeing no reply from Odin yet, she got a little worried. Not just for her own sake but about the killer as well. Sure, she cared about him a lot but he was also her friend. She hoped nothing had happened to him.

"No word back from them as of yet. Has anyone else replied to you? I think we'll need at least one more person to help as I'm not sure how well I can back you up on just my own. I should go back to the fire escape soon and stand guard, I had no traps on me to set on it and it's unguarded. The oil I dumped on it won't stop anyone for long. If I could get up here that way..."

She left the read of the thought unfinished and went on to ask in voice and in ASL; "So what's your plan?"

[Robert Pratt]

Robert slowly came too with a bit of a groan and a massive headache, not to mention the swollen lips and tongue from where he'd faceplanted on the wooden floor. He tried to sit up, but his head spun and a wave of nausea swept through him that made him collapse back onto the floor..... No. Not the floor. His eyes opened then and blinked as they tried to focus on the thing that hovered above him. Finally he saw Lizzie's face swimming in and out of focus and his hand found Noah's fur. He could hear voices coming from the kitchen, but they were relaxed and friendly voices, not voices of someone coming to kill them all. He finally managed to pull himself into a sitting position and wobbled and swayed, but managed to stay upright and steady for a while.

He reached down and pulled the dogs front paws and chest onto his lap and gently played with his ears and just enjoyed the feel of his fur in his fingers. As he pulled the dog up, he felt the stitches pulling at him where he'd been sewn up.

"Thanks"

It was all he could manage, and it came out slurred through his swollen, yet shrivelled, face. The things he'd seen and done that night had affected him, and he was still feeling the physical and emotional pain of it all so deeply. His mouth felt weird to him as he spoke, so he moved his tongue around to feel all the swellings and to remove any crusted blood it found. However, what it didn't find were his fangs, or his canines for that matter. His tongue ran around his teeth and found them all equal, all flat, all straight. He tried to extend his fangs down, and nothing. He was sure they'd been there earlier that night, but with the lack of healing and lack of powers and the whole mummy look - he simply put it down to whatever else it was that was going on that night. He was sure that whenever this - whatever this was - was over, then his fangs would once again be returned to him.

He pushed the dog off, his face being licked for the hell of it, and pushed himself to his feet. Once more he wobbled back and forth as he tried to stabilise himself and found that Lizzie was there, on her feet, beside him and supporting him. He smiled at her and nodded his head in thanks and then pointed towards the kitchen. He wanted to see the others and make sure they were all ok as well. Step by slow step, they both walked through to the kitchen and he looked around the three faces, a frown slowly appearing on his face. He opened his mouth and tried to talk, but it was dry and scratchy and made him cough which forced him to take a seat at the island before he fell down.

Molly had appeared by his side with some blood and he sipped it, letting it soothe his throat before he once more tried to speak again.

"Everyone ok? Where's Alex?"

That was the extent of all he could manage before he broke down coughing again, sipping the blood to steady himself and trying not to throw up or gulp it down. Both of which he wanted to do in unison.

[Odin]

The glass top of the shark tank slid back and Odin leaned over and dumped in a bucket of squid into the water. Once the shark started feasting on its meal, Odin closed the tank and grabbed up the bucket. He was quite pleased with the shark tank that was actually much larger than it appeared to the patrons at the mall. If one went down into the lower lever of the mall, they could see the bottom portion of the tank with its thick glass walls.

He didn't walk two steps away from the tank before he felt overwhelmingly nauseous, which was followed by a jolting pain down his back. "What the..." he muttered a moment before his body felt like it was somehow transforming. He dropped the bucket, and then dropped to his knees as the lightning heat spread from his spinal column to his extremities.

After a few moments, the pain eased up and Odin slowly got up off the floor. He glanced down at his hands to see that his fingers had long hooked talons instead of fingernails. Carefully, he felt over his face and was shocked to feel deep ridges on his forehead. The first thing that came to mind was that he must look like a Klingon, with the exception that it felt like his nose and jaw had become somewhat elongated. Two long canines extended down from his upper jaw. Then Odin felt the back of his pants split a few inches below his belt. He twisted around to see a long thick tail emerging. It could best be described as the tail of an opossum....or, a rat.

"Seriously?" he moaned. "If Ishani-Snow could see me now," he added with a smirk. Odin tested out his new tail and then thought at least it was prehensile. He didn't have much time to consider what was going on before a shrill scream echoed out. Odin whipped his head around to see a woman staring at him from across the shark tank.

"Calm down, it's okay," he called out to her, but his voice sounded more like a growl than anything else. With shaking hands, the woman pulled a small pistol from her purse and aimed it at him.

"Whoa, now hold on," Odin said, extending his hands out. The woman took a look at his taloned digits and pulled the trigger. The bullet grazed his shoulder, and he was glad her aim was off. Angrily he rushed at her before she had the chance to squeeze off another round. She turned and bolted back into the mall, screaming, "Another monster," as she did. When Odin entered the building he was shocked to see complete mayhem. Most of the people were screaming and scrambling toward the exit. There were a few other "monsters" he noticed with a quick scan of the place, and a few more shots rang out by the computers.

Odin ducked into the First Aid room and locked the door. He had no idea what was going on, but it didn't seem to be an isolated incident. He also knew he certainly couldn't go walking around looking like this. He yanked open a metal drawer and pulled out a dark blue flat sheet, shook it open and draped it over his head and around his shoulders. He wrapped his tail around his waist so it wouldn't be seen hanging out from beneath the sheet.

He waited in the small room until the noise died down, then cracked the door open. The place seemed pretty much abandoned except for a few loud crashes he heard toward the back of the mall. Quickly Odin left the mall, trying to stay in the shadows as much as possible. He crossed the street to the Beta Towers and went up to his apartment, grateful nobody was in the elevator.

After tossing the sheet across the couch, Odin checked his shoulder. Though it was a superficial wound, it hadn't healed at all. He cleaned up it quickly after having some difficulties opening the bottle of alcohol with his new talons in the way. A faint beeping noise sounded off in another part of the apartment and Odin headed to the bedroom. He picked up the cell phone off the night stand and read through his messages, using the tip of one of his claws to push on the tiny buttons. He had one message from Serenity asking for help in her research and several from Alexandrea, the last one urgent.

Odin managed to send a group text back to Serenity and the other family members to stay inside and stay hidden, it wasn't safe outside. To Alexandrea he texted, "On my way."

Before leaving, he packed a duffle bag with a variety of traps, and a dozen shrapnel bombs. He then folded the dark blue sheet in half and draped it over his head, then put on a long black duster. He buttoned the jacket up the neck, holding the sheet in place and hoped it would be enough to cloak his face. He picked up the bag and his glock and went to use celerity, to find he didn't relocate at all.

"What the hell!" he yelled. "First I transform into a Klingon Saber-Toothed Rat, then my wound doesn't heal and now this!"

It certainly wasn't the easiest trip across town. Odin tried to keep hidden as much as possible as he made his way to the West Tower, realizing he had a target on his back and if he got seriously hurt he wouldn't be much good to Alexandrea. The moon was a dark crimson and he wasn’t sure if that had anything to do with all the hell that was breaking loose. He made it to West Tower uninjured except for a few cuts on his face, when a brick from a wall he was leaning against exploded when a bullet hit it.

The fastest way to the rooftop would be by elevator, but Odin figured he’d have company. He thought to have his dagger ready, but realized his claws would suit him well enough. He made it up to the ninth floor before the elevator stopped. The door opened and a man was standing on the other side with a dagger in hand. He lunged into the elevator as Odin swung out with his talons. He managed to rip the side of the man’s face off before kicking him out the door and slamming on the buttons in the elevator to get to the top floor.

He made it to the roof entrance, but before stepping out onto the roof, he checked on the source of the burning pain on his side.

“Son of a *****,” he growled. The hunter had left a deep laceration along his ribs, which wasn’t healing any better than his shoulder. He was glad he was wearing a thick leather duster or the wound could have been much worse. His grip on the handle of the duffle bag tightened. “Time to get to business.”

Odin stepped out onto the roof top and spotted two cloaked figures. Realizing his own head was no longer covered after the scuffle with the hunter, Odin simply growled out, “I sure the hell hope one of you is Alexandrea.”

[Serenity]

The pain slowly began to fade, but something was off, very off. Slowly she opened her eyes to see that someone, or something was on her. “Get off” there was no kindness, no sweetness, a straight up order. She wasn't moving fast enough so she shoved her in helping the thing who was trying to 'heal' her. Sitting up she ran a hand through her hair. Thinner than normal.

Her eyes scanned the room as she pulled out a shard of the broken wine bottle and tossed it to the side. She knew she shouldn't be so harsh... “Interesting... must be what they go through.” She stared at her hand some as she turned it back and forth, nail were a bit longer, a bit sharper than normal but she didn't really scream 'dangerous' at least not what she had seen so far. There was still she noted, that interest in other things... but things that normally didn't interest her, things that she normally wouldn't allow herself to even think about doing seemed to also be there.

Standing up she made her way pass the otter and the woman to the mirror and looked at herself more clearly. If she stared to long at herself she could see her eyes disappearing almost as if they weren't really there in the first place. Opening her mouth there was no fangs, but that wasn't a real issue to her either. Her hair had some graying, she looked older. About how her body felt in her late 30s, early 40s. Still she looked more human than the otter and what she noticed must had been Wolffyn.

Her eyes trailed towards the cloths she was wearing and she couldn't help but snarl at it, for some reason she couldn't understand it made her sick to look at the nice neat cut of the clothing. “Oh...” she turned there was something else that was missing but she couldn't put her finger out it. Her cellphone went off and she picked it up.

“Stay in?” she smirked softly as she stared at the message from Odin. Her eyes turning towards Wolffyn and the Otter “It seems that something is going on... something interesting... and based on what I've seen powers have been lost and we... don't look normal or at least some of us look more normal than others.” she stepped to the side motioning for Wolffyn to take a look in the mirror. “I'm going upstairs to change. Can't go walking around with blood all over me.”

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She didn't go up the stairs to her room though, fact she slide outside the moment she was sure neither of them were looking. It was time she actually had some fun and she had no reason to listen to Odin. Unless he was going to beg her to take his life. Taken one final look behind her she made sure no one was following as she hopped onto the transit. Several people were in tears.

As the transit traveled she made her way towards a rather young couple, attracted by so many means. The young man trying to comfort his girlfriend who was seriously bleeding. “You poor poor thing...” she said running her fingers through the woman's hair. “Let me help...” she looked at the man, “I'm a doctor.” Her voice while still lacking that true warmth had enough of a calming to cause the man and woman to nod their heads. She trailed her fingers careful to not cut the woman down the edge of the wound and then nodded her head. “You're fine. I just need something to stitch you right up.”

As the transit stopped she took the woman's good arm and helped her up, “Let's get off, I know a place that has medical supplies. We'll be safe there.” It didn't take much the promise of safety, the promise that the woman would be perfectly find had resulted in them both agreeing to come and she took them just across the way to the large apartment building and to the place that Odin had his own private 'horror shop'

The place seemed for the most part untouched. While there were a few scattered people within the Beta Apartments she was pretty sure that most were actually inside, locked behind doors. Waiting it out or waiting for someone to help them. Instead of enjoying the new found freedom that the chaos had brought forth.

The door opened and she helped the woman to the guest bedroom, before making her way to Odin's room. Pulling out his own medical kit, she made her way back to the two. “Please wait outside in the living room. See if you can find anything in the news and... if anyone comes knocking make sure not to open the door” her voice was an even tone. The man looked at the woman for a moment before quickly making his way out.

Turning she looked at the woman as the door was locked. “This will hurt...”

[Nimrod]

Nimrod stared at the selection of ice cream, trying to decide, trying not to be greedy but ice cream was a rare thing to have for him. “Can I have…little of each…pretty please?” he said, dancing a bit in excited and impatience. Mike was a guest here to so he was the wrong one to ask. Then Robbie came in, he frowned, shouldn’t he be resting? “Should rest. Rest rest rest.” He said but then he got confused when he asked where Alex was. Taking a moment to remember who that was. He looked around, he had missed the whole thing when Mike had went off with her and didn’t notice she hadn’t came back.
“Ah…I dunno..” he said, looking towards Mike.

[Mike Barone (DELETED 2047)]

Mike thought about Nimmy's request, he figured whatever kept his mind off of what was going on. He took an ice cream scope and a bowl, he put a little of each ice cream into the bowl, putting a spoon in it and set it in front of Nimmy. "Enjoy." he said before turning towards the one Nimmy kept calling Robbie. He moved away from Nimmy so he could talk in a whisper. "She had something to do. She went through the window and took the fire escape. We're keeping that from Nimmy so he won't worry.." he said.

[Zodiac]

(one of two-joint post)

<Zodiac> Zodiac nodded and listened as Alexandrea explained things as she saw them. The mystic walked to where Alex had appeared and looked down the metal stairwell. The oil was a good idea for starters, but she had better to work with. She could tell the woman had been hurt in her trip to here and her phone was trilling away inside of her cloak.

First things first She formed the letter slow are carefully before walking to her cart and opening a well used shoulder strap case. Her fingers tapped along the various bottles for a few moments before she pulled two bottles free, and then an empty one. She then grabbed a length of rope and motioned for Alex to follow her back to the fire escape. She tied a loop around her waist and handed the free end to Alexandrea. She then poured the contents of the two bottles into the larger, empty one.

< Alexandrea > The Mystic nodded showing she understood and then walked over to the ladder that led down to the first level of the fire escape. Alexandrea quietly watched, wondering what Zodiac was thinking and smiling softly to herself as Ginny wove in and out between her friends steps. Cats were always the same in some ways. But Zo's cat seemed smarter than most, and stopped her feline dance just short of the roof. It was almost as if Ginny somehow knew that the risk of tripping Zodiac when she was close to the edge would be very bad.

Meanwhile, Alex's phone was letting her know she had a message. She pulled it from the pocket of her cloak and read the screen with squinted eyes. The darkness seemed to be affecting her vision far more than she was used to. It was from Odin. He was going to come. Alex couldn't help but grin, despite the circumstances. She chewed her bottom lip with worry over the killer, though. She hoped he would not get hurt on his way.

"That was my friend, Odin." Alex called out to Zodiac. "He's on his way now." Her friend... Alex chuckled. He was so much more to her than that but Alex was pretty sure that his feelings for her were not as strong as hers for him.

Zodiac was back and signing again, and after a few moments Alexandrea got it. "First things first..." She repeated out loud, just in case she had gotten it wrong. She followed Zodiac when her friend motioned her to, and watching her tie a rope around her waist wondered what the Mystic was up to. But she took the other end in her hands and eyed her fellow vampiressi curiously as she poured the two smaller bottles she had taken from her cart into a third larger one...

<Zodiac> Chemistry 101. Hydrochloric Acid and Nitric Acid makes a poor man's Aqua Regia. Hang on to the rope. She slipped over the edge and crept down the fire escape. Avoiding the oil spills as best she could. Zodiac hugged the wall for cover as much as possible as well in the process. Once she was nearly three floors down, she took a glass eye dropper and began leaving a bit of the corrosive on the anchor points holding the stairs to the wall. Pausing only to add some to each new point during her ascent back up to the roof. A couple of gun shots forced her to drop, but she kept working her way back to the ladder. Alex kept pulling the rope back taunt with her ascent in case she was not fast enough.

She slipped back over the roof and used more on the top anchor points of the ladder, then explained. I figure they weigh a lot more than me. If two or more try to climb up that way, they will have a rude trip back to the ground. Below a sharp pop of metal could be heard as one of the anchor points broke free of the wall. Now-the leg. Let's see it. she signed and used gestures to get her point across. And you found another to help? She gave a double thumbs up.

[Alexandrea]

OOC/Joint Post Part Two of Two.

Alexandrea

Alex hung on the the rope as tightly as she could, and wrapped it around her forearm to get a better grip. She wanted to look down and see what the Mystic was up to but resisted the impulse, bracing a foot against the wall. Gunshots made it almost impossible to not look over the edge but Alexandrea knew that would just be giving the shooter another target to fire at.

Just when the throbbing in her leg made her worry she would need to shift her balance, Zodiac was on her way back. Alex could tell by the feel of the rope and started to pull. Soon the Gypsy's head was showing as she reached the top of the ladder and moments later the rest of her followed. Feet firmly back on the roof, hands began to sign again. Alex followed along, putting together each word in her head letter by letter and nodding as she got each one. Zo made it easy, going slowly and with a decent pause between words.

She jumped at the unexpected noise with the fire escape began to give way then smiled. Whatever chemicals she had in her inventory, they were no longer good enough. Once this was over, she would have to get Zodiac to tell her where she got her chemicals from. The wicked twinkle in her eyes that some would recognize in her as a sign of trouble vanished quickly however. Now wasn't the time to be plotting. Alexandrea did as Zodiac said and showed her leg to the Mystic, holding the cloak out of the way.

"Yes, Odin. He's a Killer." Alex grinned as she said it, although it was true that Killer was Odin's path, it was a truthful way to describe him for more than just that reason. "He's very good with weapons. And he is very strong and fast. We've sparred together hand to hand before but it's been a very long time since I could beat him. And even when I could, it was only because I was fast. And I'm not feeling very fast right now. If anyone finds us up here, I'm not sure how well I could defend us by myself."

Zodiac

She checked the wound and frowned. Normally she could trust her eyes and senses to get the bullet out easily. She encouraged Alexandrea to hold the small light as she checked the damage. Again, she consulted her case of potions and pulled a small vial filled with a bluish liquid out.

A pain killer my Nana taught me to make. Doesn't work on vampires, but my more mortal clients make use of it. Since we are not exactly vampire at the moment now, this may help. She opened the vial and let a few drops fall into the bullet wound before preparing to patch and bind the patch in place. It was the best she could do for now, or was it?

Zodiac crouched down and held her hand over the wound and began to concentrate. She felt the patterns fall into place as her thoughts whispered the spell. Elemental magicks effected just that. Natural items. Nothing man-made, but things that had their origins from the elements themselves. This was precisely what she was planning to do anyway, so Alex's leg would be a good warm up exercise.

When it began, she grabbed the woman's leg with her free hand to comfort as the bullet began to slip out. The lead answering the call of her spell and soon the blood smeared bullet sat in the palm of her hand. A couple more drops of her potion and the wound was quickly bound.

Her eyes darted up as the door opened. In a second she knew this one was in the same boat they were in. "Woah! A devil rat! Cool!" she thought. In overall appearance it was, but she wondered if the man (?) was in pain as well. Not all the transformations she had seen this night looked comfortable or practical at all.

“I sure the hell hope one of you is Alexandrea.”

he said in a voice that meant business.

I think your friend is here she signed to Alex.

Alexandrea

She trusted Zodiac but she wasn't sure that removing the bullet was the best idea. Wouldn't she bleed more once the bullet was out? But she bit her lower lip and let the Mystic do what she thought was best. The there a lot less pain than Alexandrea expected and the bullet was out before she knew it, resting in Zo's palm. She grinned as her friend seemed to cast some sort of healing spell on her leg and it really seemed to work! There was a tingle that spread up her leg and into her torso and the pain lessened to a dull ache. The bleeding slowed to a mere trickle and as Alex watched amazed, the skin seemed to actually close.

"Thank you...." She breathed, so amazed that she forgot to sign as she spoke.

She turned as someone came out on the roof, grabbing her sword even as she pulled her cloak closed agaain with her left hand. She knew who it was even before she heard his voice, she would know that aura anywhere. And the ability to see such things had been a gift she had long before she was a vampire. She put her sword back where it belonged.

Alex hadn't seen Zodiac's words describing Odin, but she did see Zo's remark that her friend had arrived. Nodding she signed as she replied. "Yes. That is Odin." She was smiling from ear to ear, not that anyone could see it under her hood. Alex almost ran to him but contained herself and walked towards the killer to greet him, hardly limping at all.

"Hello, Odin. Thank you for coming. Zodiac... this is Odin, Odin... my friend Zodiac. Zodiac has a plan to try and put a stop to this madness that the city is undergoing tonight but we need your help." She stared up in amazement at his face and unable to stop her hand, reached up to touch the ridges on his forehead. "How awesome, you look kind of like a Klingon! I sorta hope you get to keep those." She said with a chuckle, although actually she was slightly serious.

The blood on his cheek drew her eyes away from his boney ridges and her hand moved gently to his arm. "You've been hurt..."

[Ishani-Snow (DELETED 2525)]

Ishani-Snow had gotten only one message, from Mike. That one message gave her a lot of information. One Father Alexander was missing or gone or dead or maybe he was behind this whole thing. Snow doubted that very much because as much as he disliked the demons, he did like some of them and he wouldn't want them harmed. Also that Windy was out somewhere, not protecting Father Alexander, Nimrod, Mike, Tiny or Boobs. She would have to have words with him later. Thirdly, something was wrong with The Lady and Auntie Kitty. Ishani-Snow had debated for what had seemed like hours, just what she should do. She didn't want Windy taken her home she wanted to find The Lady and Auntie Kitty. Yet what was she going to do about it? That's when Ishani-Snow caught sight of a demon, a powerful looking demon. Ishani-Snow was sure she had found her father.


Blue eyes wide she quickly texted Mike back:

• I found Daddy. I'm going after him. Make sure Windy keeps you safe. - Snow

She put the cellphone down for a moment tempted to smash it against the wall before she paused and picked it up once more.

• Oh and have him check on my grandparents AND I'll text you from another phone later. - Snow

Putting it back down on the ground she looked for a rock and smashed it. She wouldn't get any text messages from him but that was alright she was positive her daddy would have a phone. She ran out of her hiding place and towards the last place she had seen him, which was towards West Towers. Her eyes scanned the streets, she didn't see any signs of her daddy. Maybe he had went inside for some reason.

Stepping inside she noticed several people in corners, trying to hide and keep low like that somehow made things less scary and hence they were safe. 'Daddy couldn't had come in here...' she thought, they were all living. '...Unless... there was another reason...'

Seeing a woman holding a little child in the corner as she screamed and cried, she walked up to her. “You haven't seen a big scary looking demon have you?” it almost sounded innocent and the woman made a grab for her shaking her some.

She frowned and pulled herself away. “Look lady I ain't your kid. Don't be all mommy on me” she spat at the woman and ran off towards the elevators. Apparently from the woman's babbling a demon had gone up in the elevator she pushed the button and watched the top, apparently he had stopped at the very top. The Roof Level.

She frowned. “Why is Daddy going up here?” she didn't want him to leave without her, and there was no reason for Daddy to be here unless it was for her... or. She began to get antsy waiting for the elevator to come down to her. “What's taken so long” she whined as she pushed the button several more times in hopes that it would make it move faster. “Daddy is getting away!” as she kicked at the door they swung open causing her to land in some blood.

She stared at her hands and knees and then growled, “I'M DIRTY YOU STUPID THING” she couldn't help but scream as she got up and began to kick at the now closed doors. “You are sooooo lucky I need you to go up or I would BLOW you up!” she waved her hands in big gestures as she pushed the button to the roof.


Ishani-Snow's trip up to the roof was uneventful, whatever had been there to try and stop the vampires from reaching up hadn't made it back to replace the guards set already. Still it caused the little girl a great deal of upset out of fear that her father would take a flying leap off the roof and leave her behind. That or she would miss being able to prove to him that she was extremely powerful and ready to start learning the dark arts so that she could become as powerful as him. As the doors opened she looked up towards the small flight of stairs, just a few that would lead her to the roof. Ishani-Snow raced up them swinging open the doors.

There standing before her father was some woman, touching him, and another woman nearby. Ishani-Snow biggest fear came out in a little sob. Her father was there to try and replace her with a new heir.


“DADDY NOOOO” she ran towards the man she thought was her father and clung to his leg, she was so small compared to everyone here and even small for her age but the tears for once were truly real. “You can't replace me!” she pushed at the other woman's leg to try and get her away from him. Why would Daddy want to replace her anyways? Wasn't she proving how strong she was getting? Did Daddy thing she was too weak because she liked Auntie Kitty and The Lady and Strange Lady and a few others? Was it because she hadn't gotten enough followers for him? Was she suppose to have killed those people downstairs to help him get more souls?

“Uncle Rat... Uncle Rat I tried to kill him... I did. I won't let him take your crown Daddy... I promise. I'll make this world your plaything... you'll see. I've got much stronger. I met Auntie Kitty and The Lady and they're very powerful and they'll...” she buried her face in his leg. “Don't make a new baby!”