OOC: I'm reposting this thread because the last time didn't go so well.


Patience sat in an alleyway, the same alleyway that she had been in that night. She lowered her gaze remembering the night she had been turned, "Damn, why can't I just keep to myself? Why do I have to be so damn good?" she asked herself.

She looked down at the ground and lit her third cigarette in the past hour.

[flashback]
Patience was in a club dancing after her and her best friend had hunted some vamps as she called them. They had killed a total of twenty or thirty that night and were partying to celebrate their accomplishments and her birthday. At the moment she was dancing with a handsome man with platinum blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes, he was the most handsome man that Patience had ever seen, aside from her best friend of course.

After a few dances with her he took her outside and to the alleyway. He kissed her passionately before ripping her leather jacket off and kissing down her neck. She felt pain in her neck, then nothing. She was floating and falling at the same time. She had woken up to find the man and her best friend fighting. She felt her neck and to her astonishment there was no blood and her jacket was now wrapped around her small figure.
[end]

She ran a hand through her mid-back length jet-black hair. She inhaled the cigarette again and exhaled. She pulled the laptop that she had had with her since the advancement in technology from her work.

'Please type in access code,' the female voice on the laptop said.

Patience rolled her eyes and typed in her code.

'Welcome Patience. Please type your password.'

Patience put her fingers on the letters and typed 'h-e-m-o-f-a-g-e'

'Thank you, we are now calculating how many hunters are in the neighborhood.'

Patience sighed, this could take a while.

'There are ten in the neighborhood. Have fun hunting' the voice said and the file clicked off screen.

She started a search on her best friend and he was still alive, well a vampire, but that was close enough for her. She thanked god and closed her laptop.

She put the laptop back in her bag then fingered her weapons, a pistol with silver bullets, a dagger with a dragon imprinted on it and a stake she had gotten from Dustin for her birthday before she was turned. She gave a sad smile, these were her only connections to her old life, the weapons and her laptop.

The moon shone down on her, making her look ore like a god. Her hair looked darker and longer with her wearing her leather jacket. To anyone passing by she looked like she had been a juvenile delinquent before and now she dressed that way for fun. She took another breath of her cigarette and looked up the alleyway. She was sitting with one leg under her, the other bent up and her arm with the cigarette in her hand resting on her knee; she wore dark-blue jeans, a black shirt that hugged her every curve and a leather jacket. On her feet she wore black tennis-shoes. The only things that stood out were her pale skin and piercing grey eyes.

"Damn," she said again, "When I find the bastard that did this to me I'm going to kill him." She clenched her fist that was on the ground and gritted her teeth, "Stupid bastard for making me this monster, I hunt my own kind and am no longer accepted by my peers and the world I used to live in. Damn you, you bastard."

A figure was running across the rooves of the houses like it was nothing he stopped and looked back his silver eyes flashed in the dim streetlight a breeze moved his silver hair. He watched as other figures bounded to the roof he was on. His dark blue sleeveless shirt hugs his perfect muscular features.His black pants held gadgets of diffrent kinds. On his upper arm a weird Tribal tattoo. Around his whole body was a black leather trenchcoat. Around his waist under the trenchcoat is a belt which holds his broad-diamond-handled-sword in a Diamond scabbard with a rose vine etched into its surface and on the opposite side was a custom made shotgun. He smiled pulling his sword from the hilt then swung it around. One of the figures lunged at him he spun around and slicing the figure then he pulled his shotgun out and shoved it in another figures face pulling the trigger the figure burst into flames. The silver haired figure put his sword and shotgun back* to easy *he ran across the houses again then a shot rang out hitting him he fell off the roof and landed in front of Patience*

Patience gave a slight jump when he landed in front of her, she pulled out her pistol quickly and aimed it at him, "Who are you?" she asked putting her finger on the trigger. She stood up, throwing her cigarette away. She kept her eyes locked on him not really knowing what to do, "I could kill you now, you know that right?" she asked, "who's after you? Hunters or vampires?" Her jacket had fallen off of her shoulder slightly to show her ripped t-shirt. She had rolled up her sleeves and on her wrists, her left wrist she had a flaming heart and on her right was the chinese symbol for hope, anyone who had known her would know about these tattoos, how and why she got them as well.

*The figure slung a hand up and grabbed your weapona and spun it around aiming it at you* Patience it would wise to be careful at who you aim your weapon at *he paused and spun the gun around and shot another figure watchingit abrupt in flames* still hunting I see *he said looking at her gun he handed back to her* what are you doing in these parts *he looked to the wound he got from his fall it healed and then he looked back to Patience he paused hearing some glass overhead break* I think were gonna have some company...

Patience looked at him, "I can handle myself," she said, "and I think I'd like some space otherwise I'm probably going to shoot you on accident." she gave a smile and pointed her gun at him and shot, the bullet went past him and into the person who had come up behind.

*Peacemaker looked behind him* the same ole Patience *He spun around throwing a spike at a figure running at him hitting him square the heart. Then Peacemaker kicked him in the chest as he burned up* So you never answered my question what you doing down here for *he flipped over her and pulling his shotgun out and firing it at another figure* you never call *he said jokingly as he slammed his sword into a figure* nor write or email *he laughed*

"I'm here because this is the place where... where it happened," she said not able to bring herself to say the words 'where i was turned' She looked around at the people who had been tracking Peacemaker down, "You never answered my question, who's hunting you?" she asked.

*Peacemaker looked around* ah so it is I am still sorry for not getting to you in time *Peacemaker flipped high up in the air and grabbed the last one in mid air then slammed him to the ground spinnin out a spike and slamming it into the guys chest* just a small blood party *he laughed he sheathed his sword and shotgun then walked to the bench and took a seat* so what is it that brings you here to the place of turning

"Nothing really," she said, "I was just coming here to feel what it was like... nothing seemed to matter back then and now? What happened to us?" she looked at him and then looked away not wanting to say anything else.

In the shadows, unknown to the people having a conversation, Szayel was watching, listening intently to their conversation. He thhen muttered to himself, "So this is indeed the place of turning. If so, then this area is a breeding ground for evil vampires, and a great source of vampire blood, a necessary material for the Bloody Tear, an ancient gem of great power."

Patience looked around when she heard a voice, she pointed her gun in the general direction, "Come on out," she said, "and I won't shoot." She hoped it wasn't anyone that she knew or at least that she liked. She glared into the darkness and waited for whoever it was to come out. She looked over at Peacemaker then again to where the sound had come from.

Szayel stepped out, carrying his trademark scythe. He then showed his six wings, then said, "Nothing, just a passer by Seraphim. Your gun-point says that if I move, I die. And I say I'm dead.". He then walked towards them, then said, "What brings two vampires on such an unholy place? Got a bone to pick on the vampires here?"

"Something like that," she said through gritted teeth, "give me one reason why I shouldn't blast your brains out right now and I may just give you the exact name of the vampire I'm hunting." Patience sighed then looked at him a little longer, "Do I by any chance know you?" she asked.

Szayel simply smiled, held Patience's gun, pointed it to his forehead, then said, "I'm just a traveling Seraphim, and a long-time vampire and demon hunter. Ever heard of news about vampires being ripped to pieces? That is my handiwork." He then pulled the trigger, blasting a hole on his forehead, but he stood still, and smiled as the flesh, brain tissue, and other matter simply grew back. He then said, "By any chance, is that vampire an ancient one?"

"No," she said, "what are you doing here Szayel?" she asked, "I know it wasn't just for us, for me, what's the reason?" she put her gun away after being thoroughly disgusted she didn't want another display of what he could do. She looked over at Peacemaker then again at Szayel, "I think James would be better, but you're friends with him arent you?"

Szayel grinned, then said, "James? He's busy, and yeah, we're friends, sort of." He then threw his scythe at a vampire standing at the rooftop, it's blade lodging itself in it's heart. He then said, "Seems like I'm followed."

Patience gave a little nod, "seems like it," she said then pulled the trigger on her gun, shooting someone else behind him, "I'd say you're lucky to have me here."

Szayel then clenched his fist, and split open a female vampire's head behind Patience. He then leaped behind her, telekinetically summoned his scythe, and woke it up, flames from heaven sprang up from the blade's base to it's tip. He then began assaulting the vampires left and right, their blood spilling onto his clothes and face.

Patience looked back at him and then at the others, "What brings you here?" she asked, "certainly not me, I'm guessing." she pulled out her other gun and started shooting in the direction of noise she knew wasn't human.

Szayel said, "Naw, you're not the reason I came here. I'm here to re-create one of God's sacred treasures, the Vampire's Tear. Ever heard of that legendary stone?" as he lopped the head of a female vampire's head off, then kicked it like a football to another vampire, tearing a hole through it.