Supernatural Supremecy RPG

[Evil Eye]

(OOC?)

Draco narrowed his eyes as he responded to the message. Just by the voice he knew who it was. "Yea..I'm here, what do you need?" The Dhampir asked in curiosity but his tone remained as serious as always. The crimsion eyed assassin looked towards several others who were with hin, two of which he knew for years and years. It was interesting meeting up with them considering their past war stories together and see what was going on. In other cases...business came in as usual..

"So is this Florida? Where are you anyway?" Onyx inquired, talking while hobbling along in crutches. He still felt like they were worlds apart from civilization, even though, upon stepping outside, he saw a stunning metropolis of what must be Miami...

[Anaclagon]

"At the bottom of this skyscraper...waiting to get my *** out of here. Sorry about your injuries..the event was rather a partial mistake in my part but of course...sometimes demons can do the stupidest things" Draco responded. Miami...its been a very long time since he last been here. Met alot of people...lost alot of people. Spreading out...put down a local supernatural or two was suppose to be the mission but considering Draco himself wasnt exactly 100 perfect...he had to wait for the men who would accompany. All but one came...a rookie they simply called "Tod"

[Tediz]

As Gunther laid on the ground, dead, Rokhan reached behind him, grabbing Nyx as she bit him. He swung his arm out, throwing her into the wall...

[dinoman666]

The three Wisps, working together, grabbed Rokhan by his shoulders, lifted him into the air, and flew towards the Bloodletter still fighting Velkor. They crashed the Troll into his companion, letting both tumble into a heap.

[Evil Eye]

Spotting Draco, he turned off the comlink, and hopped up to him. "Don't be sorry," he said. "You saved me; thanks... I owe you one." He stared at the unfamiliar people around them. "When do we get back to NYC?"

[Zephyr]

Desh arrived back at the battle scene, or at least close enough to tell which of the individuals were part of which group. He felt his blood pumping rapidly but not like the usual uncontrolled shapeshifts. Alright, this is good this is very good. He shut his eyes tight and waited for a brief second before the flashed open again glowing there bright golden yellow as his bones cracked and his muscles rippled and expanded. His face extended into a snout and his long hair became a thick wolf's mane as the grizzled black and white fur sprouted from his body...

[Anaclagon]

"If you dont mind..I intended to stay in Miami for a little bit. Give me a chance to explore and rest up...High Command is deciding what to do with me and are considering my stay here a little vacation..." Draco responded. His primary goal was to discover the dock location of where they were transporting the supernaturals in their odd trade. But due to events...that changed...

[TyrannoTitan]

Only two demons remained, the two creatures finally pulling back from the battle, bolting off down an alleyway, leaving themselves exposed for a few seconds, beginning to fade into the shadows of the alley...

[Doc 42]

The moment the demons started running, two vampires vaulted over the cover, gliding towards the alley as if they barely touched the ground. One rolled, expecting the demons to be waiting for them, the other jumped, rebounding off the wall before landing into a crouch. Taking a moment to aim, both opened fire at the fleeing creatures. They couldn't afford to let them get away. The others rose out of their cover, looking around the battle scene. Fitz did a quick count. 4 of his fighters were killed, much more injured he persumed. Bad results considering how the demons had been ambushed and out numbered. One of his warriors tapped him in the shoulder and gestured down the street, pointing at a massive hunched figure...
Fitz narrowed his eyes, holding his weapon on his shoulder, hissing quietly for the others to stay alert...

[Evil Eye]

"That's fine with me. I need to recover here anyway..." Onyx said. "But I'm still gonna train, I can't afford to get out of shape. Anything around here for target practice?" He knew it would take longer to get back to a certain level than it would to fall down from it; if he became sloppy and didn't practice for three days, it would take nine to work his way back up to his level, added on to how many it would take to get to a higher one...

[Anaclagon]

"There should be a firing range downstairs...should keep you occupied for a while" Draco responded. The crimson eyes Dhampir suddenly turned towards an assassin who appeared coming out from one of the elevators, walking over towards of the assassins before nearly falling over due to his walking style...his failed attempt to look "cool"

"Look's like Tod is here" One of the assassins grinned...taking note of their little joke.

"Sorry I'm late, I couldnt decide which guns I wanted to bring. I could have used a magum or a submachine gun. Hell I took both!" The assassin replied grinning cheerfully. He was simply called Tod simply because it sounded like a dog's name which meant that like a dog...Tod would chase about anything he could. He would chase down a target like a dog...chase a ball in the middle of a tree or simply desire attention like a dog.

"Ah...crap, we had to bring da dog with us..." Another elder assassin shook his head and rolled his eyes. While they were a unified and deadly fighting unit, it didnt mean they didnt have their own little jokes.

[Evil Eye]

"Damn right, it should," Onyx replied back. "I'll see you guys around then..."
Onyx hopped over back to his room, grabbed a sniper from the rack, pulled a medical- approved boot that let him walk with out the use of crutches, and set out for the basement and firing range of the building. He hobbled down the stairs and into the deserted area. He went over to the long range area, and began shooting, incorporating all kinds of different scenarios, as well as mere aiming and firing...

[Anaclagon]

"Let's move..." Draco simply commaded. The group of assassins proceeded to leave without question. It wasnt long till they found themselves on the rooftops in Miami. The city was large...beautiful, one could life here easy for the rest of their life. This city just like many of the big heavily populated cities had everything...EVERYTHING...

"Hey, after this, wanna go to Disney World!?" Tod asked, filled with exitment on the thought. You could almost forget how old he was but in reality...while he acted like some 10 year old in some sense, he was really was around his early 20's.

"Always thinking about stuff like this. Its a shame though...I wouldnt mind a vacation...hey Draco, how are you holding up?" One of the more expirenced asked.

The Dhampir glared downard from his high, elevated poistion. Almost as if he was ready to jump off into a long...doomed fall of death. Or maybe it was a typical way to show off as usual. Jumping off buildings was a rare thing...nobody but the most skilled attempted it simply due to its sucidal scenrio.

But it wasnt impossible as Jaden attempted to do so alot and it wasnt like Draco himself hadnt done this numerous times. "You know...there's millions of people in this place yet...somewhere out there, there's a club full of vampires...or a warehouse full of demons or maybe a building full of rich, insane humans or possibly a hungry werewolf on the run all in this city. Miami is just like New York..." Draco responded. The Dhampir crouched as he continued to look at the city...wataching city life like it was.

"So..what do we classify as?" Tod asked as everything went silent.

"We're the guardians...protecters. Sure people say our methods our wrong but thats why we dont exist. We are phantoms...ghosts...assassins not meant to be known off. A reputation is good for us...but that reputation is too be feared. We keep fighting...we can kill a thousand of our enemies in one but it wont mean nothing...the world will always have enemies. We just do our best to ensure some sort of stability in this human hell" Draco replied. The assassins slowly nodded...that was fact to them of course.

[Zephyr]

Desh noticed the battle ended but his idea was still in full effect as he completed the transformation, perhaps his massive lupine form would intimidate the others to stay back but what he needed was to get a hold of their leader, assuming it was indeed who he thought it was. Without a sound he looked dead ahead having to lower the tilt of his head as he stood far taller now. He tested his motor functions to make sure he had complete control over himself. Good, he thought in silence. His eyes flashed brightly, enough for the vampires to easily see from their location. He lowered his form slightly so that he was partially on all fours, he needed as much grip and traction on the ground as he could if he was going to make this "hit-and-run" move. He growled to himself then kicked off from his stance launching forward at blistering speed as gravel and concrete dented and shattered beneath his rapid footfalls...

[TyrannoTitan]

The demon nearest to the vampires was used as a shield for its brethren, most of the bullets sinking into its back, causing it to shudder violently before hitting the ground. The other demon, by the time the first had fallen, was no where in sight...

[Doc 42]

Fitz's eyes opened wide. The only werewolf he had seen before was Desh, to have one baring down on him like a train was truly terrifying. He was sure the others felt it too. One of his soldiers shouted "Fitz?" Fitz rose his carbine and shouted "Werewolf! Spread out, open fire!" The vampires rushed forward into a staggered line, opening fire with their weapons, bullets rattling down the street, sending plumes of dirt and concrete up around the beasts feet.

The other two vampires sprinted into the alley way, tracking the demon. They both skipped over the firsts corpse, seeing blood on the ground leading away from the scene. The other demon was injured and was leaving a trail. They were faster than it, it wouldn't take long to catch it...

[TyrannoTitan]

As the vampires came forward, the demon suddenly lunged out of a shadow, sucker-punching one vampire square in the face, breaking its nose and sending it falling backwards. Despite knowing the other would soon kill him, the demon began laughing. Soon the laugh turned into a cackle, having led the vampires this way for a reason...

[Anaclagon]

The blade moved swiftly as it plunged through the vampire through the chest as it unleashed a cry of pain. Draco ripped the blade out as he proceeded to slice down the middle...cleaving and finishing off the vampire. The Dhampir looked around...watching as his comrades proceeded with the finish up as one of the assassins fired away with his shot gun...blasting at those injured vampires who couldnt get up. "Good kills..cleaning clubs like these arent my favorite" Jacob said, acting as one of two more matured assassins with Tyler being the other.

"Hey Tod, what you up too?" Tyler asked, looking towards the shorter assassins who was busy kicking dead bodies. "Nothing sir! Just making sure there dead!" Tod responded cheerfully.

"If you wanna make sure their dead...do it like this" Tyler grinned as he walked over towards a dying vampire who was coughing up blood. Tyler aimed his shotgun at the head of the supernatural...ready to fire. "Dont waste ammo...Tod, if wanna look good doing this...do it like.." Draco simply looked the vampire before raising his foot and smashing his foot into the skull with great force, crushing the skill and brain in a odd sound of skirting and bones cracking.

"Gross sir, I dont think I wanna go my boot dirty like that!" Tod responded, rather disgusted at the sight of the crushed head. Suddenly several bullets flung at the assassins location as they moved swiftly, taking defensive poistions and quickly drew their own weapons and fired back at more vampires.

"What the hell! reinforcements!?" Jaboc asked as he fired his submachine gun only for the vampires to run off.

"Pursue them..." Draco then suddenly accelerated...chasing after them with his sword in hand. "What the ****! where gonna have a gunfight in the streets of Miami!?" Tyler questioned as Jacob shrugged. "Come on Tod!" One of them called as they gave pursuit...

[Doc 42]

The standing vampire slid into a crouch, his shruikan coming up in his hand. He slashed horizontally through the air, the blade slicing through the muscles and bone in the demons leg, causing it to stumble forward.
The other landed onto his fists, managing to roll backwards onto the balls of his feet. Before the recovery was even finished he had his side arm drawn, a small well crafted handgun. He took just a moment to aim, squeezing the trigger. He pumped out 4 shots, one hit the demon in the stomach, another into his chest, his shoulder, then a final one into the demon's forehead. The beast was silenced, a jet of blood popping out the back of its head as it fell back with a heavy thud....

The two vampires stayed still for a moment, then relaxed, the injured one wiping his face and spitting out some blood...

[TyrannoTitan]

Ahead of the two vampires, a fireball shot out like a cannon ball, the projectile striking the first vampire in the chest, sending it violently crashing into one of the alley's walls. Ahead of the second, a dark figure, standing shorter then the demon they had just dispatched, emerged from the darkness, landing in a crouched position. The figure slowly rose up to his full height, staring at the vampire, its face completely hidden by the hood of its clothes...