Waiting (( Open))

[Roman]

Roman sat in the darkened house waiting for Mr McCoy to return home. He looked at the clock, mildly surprised that the owner wasn't home yet. Important business he supposed. He looked at the clock again, this time with deep wonder. How is it that humans can run their lives by this contraption. From his observations he had been making they always looked upon this for guidence, it was utterly pathetic to him. He, Roman, would never let himself be controled by such a mild thing.

He looked at the door, there was a sound, the sound of footsteps accompanied by the click as the door handle turned slowly around and pushed opened. Roman watched and waited for the person to come through the door. He didn't know what he was suspecting when the figure entered. He just knew it wasn't that.

[Angel Killer]

Angel's eyes landed upon the farm house where for so many years she had lived an almost happy life. There was a small whole, however there was always a small whole when one had witnessed the death of their mother, but it was a whole which had been taped up, it was still there, but it didn't hurt so bad. That was until now. The tape which held the whole together had let go, and now the whole had grew and the pain was becoming almost unbearable.

She walked up the steps, slowly, stopping as she reached the front wooden porch. She paused, taking a deep breath before she reached out and touched the brass door handle, she would just stay here the night, long enough to try to sleep away the remainer of the night. Tommorrow she would notify her uncle, he would want to know, he would even be able to help with the funeral.

Angel felt her mind choke on this word, she never realized the whole walk home she would need to have a funeral for Luke. The thought sent chills down her spine, she had know idea what the process was like. She forced the thought out of her head and pushed the door open. She stepped through, but stopped dead in her tracks when her eyes landed on Roman.

" What...." She couldn't deal with this right now, to deal with him and his stalkerish behaviour. Her sadness quickly turned to anger, she had the wreckless urge to lunge at him, to beat on him until it made her feel better. Instead she walked past him and made her way over to the desk and leaned against it finding a half a pack of ciggarettes. With shaky hands she pulled one out and stuck the end between her lips. She searched the top drawer looking for a lighter, but to no avail there was none, her anger only worsening. " Speak." She said, she wanted to know why in god's name he would dare come into her house, did he want to come here and rub it in her face that Luke died? Or was he just board and wanted to come here to fullfill some kind of fantasy that he had. Whatever it was, he wouldn't be here long, she would see to that.

[Roman]

This was brilliant, Roman thought looking at the ashen faced girl. She had been crying, he could feel the vulnerability radiating from her as she walked past him not speaking. He had expected at first that she was going to attack him or something. He had anticipated it and in his twisted mind he probably would have enjoyed it. But she hadn't, instead she walked over to the dest and pulled out a ciggarette.

He listened to her curse under her breath from lack of lighter. He stood up from the chair that he sat on and stood up as she commanded him to speak. He stood before her, a small ball of fire formed in his hand and he put it up for her. After she had used the make shift lighter he looked at her, trying to read the depths of her mind, he seen the whole scene as clearly as she remembered it, this wasn't what intrigued him though, what did intrigue him was what he seen afterwards, her true form, her true potential. " How very interesting." He said catching her eye as he looked at her deep in curiosity which he quickly forced himself out of.

" You know, he's no good for you." He said to her taking his hand and running it smoothly across the apple of her cheek before she had time to reject the touch of his hand " He's tempermental, dangerous, and just a kid." He smiled at her, he was unable to push the truly beautiful image of the demon he had seen. Underneath the humanity laid power, power he wished he could tap into and take unto himself. " You could do so much better for yourself."

[Angel Killer]

Her eyes remained on him as she accepted the light for her ciggarette, she listened to him as he muttered criptically to himself, she had no time for his mind games and as soon as she was done of this ciggarette she was going to make him leave, one way or another she was going to make him go and just leave her alone.

His hand ran across her face, she didn't have time to stop it, but she had time to push it away angrily, " Get off me." She said, she didn't feel like being touched, not by him anyway. He went on, he began ragging on her about her choice in guys and how badly he disapproved, this was her breaking point. " And your what? A kitten." She said feeling, her voice unsteady as she stared coldly at him, " Even if I chose to be with someone else, it would never be you." She made sure she kept her eyes on him, while her free hand reached behind her fumbling about. On the desk she put her hand around a glass. , she had spotted the glass of water sitting on the desk before she found her ciggarettes.


She bit her lower lip, her eyes not removing from his face as she threw what water was in the cup in his direction.

[Roman]

So she was intent on denying him, he would take what he wanted from her, he would just need to do a little convincing, that's all. Their eyes met, it was perfect timing, all he had to do was prepare his energy, focus himself. She would be weakened against him, he thought with a slight smile. He watched her hand behind her back fumbling around clumsily, he had a slight curiosity as he watched and finally seen what she had in her hand.

He barely had time to shield his face before he felt the water hit his hands. First there was a loud sizzling sound, and then smoke. Smoke rose high into the air as he felt the skin where the water had hit him begin to peel and almost melt away. It was as though he had submerged his hand in a bucket of acid.

A gleam of anger passed in his eyes, " You'll pay for that." He said in a low dangerous voice, she was about to see just how powerful he could get.

[Angel Killer]

She was intrigued as she watched the sizzling, but that had soon passed as she caught the dangerous snake like look in Roman's eyes. Swallowing hard Angel dropped the lit ciggarette in her hands. If she was lucky she would be able to run past Roman and maybe even make it upstairs where under her bed lay a trunk full of weapons that hopefully if things went right she'd be able to get to and defend herself.

Three... Two.... her mind went frantically as she raced past Roman, she didn't look over her shoulder although she could hear his footsteps laying into the hardwood floor with his boots. He was quick. She could hear he was catching up to her.

Angel reached the bottom landing of the stairs and put her foot on the step, she didn't want to know what would happen if Roman managed to catch up to her.

[Roman]

Roman chased her, she was going to pay for the stunt she had just pulled. One way or another he was going to get this crave he had for her out of his system. He paused, he felt it was time to show off another one of his powers he had been hiding since he had met her.

Roman's eyes fell onto a stair on the stair well, he focused on that spot, in that matter of a split second he felt his form becoming almost fluid, like he was mists of water being sprayed in different directions. His form was being pulled, to the stair where he had looked at. It started to materialize again, the jagged puzzle which was his form rematerialized on the step where he now stood in front of the girl. Before she could make any more movement he grabbed her by the arms and held her there, his face close to his. " I'm rather beginning to enjoy this." He smiled sadistically at her.

[Angel Killer]

Angel let out a scream as the sight of Roman's form now standing in front of her was something she hadn't expected. She hadn't had time to turn and run away before he grabbed her and held her hard by the wrists. He smiled sadistaclly as his grip burned her skin while he tightened. " Let go of me." Angel struggled to push the large demon off.

She looked into his cold eyes, and her eyes wandered to behind him almost as if she was expecting Luke to come running out to come to her rescue, but he wasn't coming, she looked back into Roman's face, he was going to kill her, the look in his face told her that but it wasn't a nervous feeling, she welcomed it, he was going to kill her and she was welcoming it. " Do it." She told him cold heartidly trying to provoke the killer inside of him, " Do it before I tell everyone in this town how to beat you." That had to do the trick, she didn't figure Roman would want everyone to know how he could be killed, especially with how painful it seemed to be for him.

[Akeelah]

So this is the place huh? Akeelah thought as she took a quick look around the place that Adrian had pointed out. To be honest she wasn’t expecting the demon to be in a place like this, she didn’t know what she was expecting but this wasn’t it. Not like it mattered much, all she needed to know was that the target was in this house and they needed to kill him. That was what she came for after all, it was more important to focus on the task ahead and not how they came about finding their target. It certainly was odd how they found him in the first place. Adrian was able to find him a great deal faster than she had expected, it would have taken her a few days longer than he did. That was good at least; the less time spent trying to trace him the more likely they would find him.

Akeelah slipped quietly towards the back of the house. The pair decided to split up for now and sneak into the house. It wouldn’t be too hard to regroup once they got inside, the place wasn’t too big. And god knew that they needed to take Roman on together. From what little Adrian had told her about Roman she knew that he wasn’t your run of the mill weakling. This demon was strong; he had to be stronger than what she had faced so far. It wouldn’t be easy to take him down alone and she knew that. Even with Adrian there they would still have to be careful if they wanted to make it out of here alive. She wasn’t scared though, just because he was tougher than what she was used to didn’t mean that she would turn tail and run. If anything she just saw this as another challenge, just another test to take to prepare her for the one fight that would matter, the fight she had been preparing for all of her life. It would be worth the risk in the long run.

Akeelah looked around for a moment for a way inside, her eyes spotted a back door and she reached out for the handle to see if she could get in. No good, it was locked. She dropped down on one knee, fishing out a lock pick from her pocket and silently went to work. Lock picking was a skill that the girl had picked up a few years ago, it was something that she rarely had to use in her job but it was oddly useful particularly in moments like these. Within moments she successful broke in and took a look around. Akeelah seriously doubted that their target lived in this place so why would he be here? There wasn’t enough time to think about that question when she heard a commotion not too far away.

In an instant Akeelah was on her guard, unsheathing a single blade and quietly following the source of the noise. She had a bad feeling about this. From what she could tell there was more than one person in this house and she doubted that Adrian had already engaged the enemy before she could break in. He couldn’t be that fast. That meant someone else was in here, maybe the owner of the house. Her search led her to a flight of stairs, looking up she saw the source of the problem. There was the target she was looking for harassing some girl that she didn’t know. Adrian didn’t say anything about a girl being here so she assumed that he didn’t know about her being here. Akeelah immediately shot the demon a ice cold glare as she looked at him. Stupid disgusting creature picking on someone weaker than himself, she didn’t like it, she wanted nothing more than to gouge his eyeballs out for touching the other girl but from where they were now that wouldn’t be an easy task, a stairway was not an ideal place to fight. She needed more room to get anything started; she didn’t want to risk hurting the victim while trying to bring this guy down.

“Let the girl go, asshole.” She growled, taking a few cautious steps towards them. “Can’t be much fun picking on someone who can’t defend themselves can it?” She really hoped that Adrian could get here on time. She could really use the help right now, it was a risky business taking on someone with a hostage. She just needed this bastard to let her go and then the real fight can begin.

[Adrian]

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Adrian was angry, angry as hell and that was good. He knew better than anyone how to cool that anger, and channel it. He had split up with that hunter he had run into, she'd take the lower levels and he the higher, though of course that's now he had pitched it to her. If she knew of his ability to climb on walls or track creatures by scent, things were prone to get a lot more... complicated. She'd probably think he was a demon, not that he didn't have those same doubts from time to time. But now was not the time for doubt.

He was inside with a minute, people almost never thought to close their upper story windows, especially not this time of the year. He went slowly, cautiously, he could scent Roman in the air but did not want to rush into a situation that he could not handle. He could also scent Angel, meaning that that bastard had probably taken her shape again. He felt his blood boil as he followed his nose to a door. He was on the other side, and by the scent of it disguised as Angel once more. Gritting his teeth, he flung open the door and attacked with a drop-kick, kicking with all his strength and both his feet for Roman's back.[rand=8608761370586586534794540658127324036644054144092132822108781749]

[Roman]

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Roman gave a sly chuckle as he looked the girl into the eyes, he could see something, a flicker as she carried on with her empty threats. She was foolishly provoking him, awaking his rage which he had to struggle to keep control of. " Normally I would." He answered her plea, " Usually I would take great enjoyment of taking the life of a human. But, in this case I believe the greatest punishment is letting you live."

His face inched closer to her's, he could see the fear and resentment for him she wore, he didn't care, he craved to taste her once again, the new key to his obsession, but he became distracted, he looked up from the face and rolled his eyes, " Another human?" He asked. " What is it with the lot of you."

He looked at the huntress and then back at Angel who stood frozen in his arms. " We'll continue this later." He said pushing her to his side. He wasn't about to let her get away, but yet again he didn't want her to get hurt. " There, you happy?" He asked the woman standing before him. There was something familiar about her, but he shook off that feeling quickly, " I let her go." He was about to attack when another scent filled the air, this one brining a familiar feeling of hatred, one so strong that Roman let out a loud roar right before he felt a pair of feet hitting him in the back .

Roman held the banister so to brace himself upright. " Adrian." He said smiling once again, " So glad you could join us. Now you two can have a proper goodbye."[rand=537994621285384116134422748929633176438233560567879635479793893404]

[Angel Killer]

She could see his mouth moving as he spoke, but didn't hear what Roman was saying as he held her arms, still to tightly. Silence greeted her ears, it wasn't until she heard the woman's voice behind her did she break out of her self confined daze. “Let the girl go, asshole.” , she heard the sharp voice drifting in behind her. Angel felt herself being cast aside where she was now in between Roman and the wall so that she was now able to look at the brave woman who was daring enough to speak like this to a demon of Roman's calibor.

Angel nervously looked at Roman, she knew from experience of how snake like he could get, any wrong move could mean the last for the hero. She thought frantically, she was beginning to realize something odd about Roman, besides the obvious of him being a demon. He had an ability, that made him perhaps even more dangerous, something she should have realized before but hadn't, this was something she had to warn the huntress about, " He reads minds." She blurted out, somewhat more bravely than what she felt.

She suddenly heard a roar come out of the demon's mouth and felt the heat in the room rise, somewhat unbearably, This can't be good. she thought when suddenly she watched the flash that was Adrian attack Roman from behind.

[Akeelah]

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Her threat had caught the demon’s attention and much to her relief he let the girl go. One less thing in the way so that was good. Her grip tightened on her weapon as he talked. She was too busy assessing the situation to pay much attention to Roman’s words. She really didn’t like the idea of having to fight this man in such a narrow space but there was no other choice, at least Adrian would be here any second now so she would get some assistance.

The captive gave her a little warning, just adding on to her growing list of problems. Adrian told her that Roman had the ability to control people but not about this. This was new, it didn’t help that he didn’t explain how he could do the first trick but now this? Guess I should keep the thoughts to a minimum. It was going to be a problem but she would manage…somehow. Akeelah got ready to make a move but Adrian beat her too it, drawing attention away from her to himself. His little ‘distraction’ gave her just the edge she needed to make her move.

She charged forward while Roman was distracted and with her blade aimed to strike him in between his ribcage she would stab him. The attack wouldn’t stop there; the second her blow landed she would grab him with her free arm and use all her strength to push him down the stairs, pulling her blade out just before she pushed him away so she wouldn’t lose her weapon. She waited till the demon fell to the floor before moving once again, this time jumping down to land on top of him, bringing the blade down to strike him one more time.
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[Adrian]

[dice=6]

The attack hit, but did not have the desired effect of knocking him down the stairs. Adrian was too incensed to think of why Angel's scent was there with them if Roman had not taken her shape, and as long as Roman was blocking the view he wouldn't know. He was back on his feet by the time that Roman turned to gloat over... whatever. "Come on." Adrian sneered, glaring with eyes burning yellow with hate. Drawing out his kukri blade, the wicked, curved knife designed especially to cut off limbs, he leapt at Roman again, swinging the deadly weapon at the demon's neck. He would have his vengeance, one way or another. The blade was not a tool, but rather an extension of his desire to kill the loathsome being in front of him. He felt imte slow down as his mind, heart and body was purged of all things that would only distract him from the singular purpouse of spilling this weak creature's lifeblood.[rand=09380097914479146216547998861789551643145513045359309344743524765808]

[Roman]

[dice=6]


Roman looked at Angel and glared, it was a split second too much once he finally realized he had both the huntress and the punk child Adrian both dodging towards them with their weapons drawn. They were advancing quickly, the girl had barely missed him with her own blade.

Roman looked around quickly, they would not get a hit on him yet, he was going to play with them, show them his true set of powers before he would become serious with them. His eyes passed by Adrian who was coming dangerously close, he smiled as his eyes landed on the top of the stairs just behind him. He waited until his two attackers were at striking distance and he forced his form up to the top of the stairs, a maliscious grin fell on his face as he called out to them, " Over here." He called out looking onto their faces as the three of them looked up in his direction. He was playing with them, enjoying his game as he went on.[rand=0708281450481335647313601431581953229781210084969655586476851026487]