2012.07.27.V.Dagger.Quest

Warehouse District

It doesn't take long for LaVey to arrive at the pre-arranged meeting place. It does, however, take him quite awhile to actually walk in, as he is in his Alexander guise and does not risk exposing his cover by moving at the pace he would prefer. Once inside, he stands near an exit with his back to the wall. After all, even with other Nosferatu you cannot be too careful.

Looked like the other 'Nossie' was in a guise as well. A big fat slob of an Italian mafioso. More caricature then man. The man bobs his head up to Alex and motions him over. "Hello.." he says, lifting up a brief case. "But, he he he...Favors need to be returned, no?" he sets the briefcase down on a stool..That he just must have brought from home. "Come, let us speak...There is a matter I need taking care of."

"Indeed. Nothing is free, not even between those of the same blood," LaVey/Alexander replies as he moves closer to the mysterious stranger. The briefcase is given a curious glance but not commented upon as he does indeed move to stand nearer to the man. "What is it you would have me do?"

There is a shift in the rafters and then a bang. Deafening, a sniper rifle goes off. An ambush! How many in the rafters?! The one with the brief case is moving to draw a pistol and God knows who or what else is lurking ready to strike!

"I do not..." Alex says before he is cut off by the sound of the shot and almost immediate impact in his chest. The creature lets out a howl of indignation and immediately backpedals for the safety of the shadows. In his hand a throwing knife appears and he makes to bury it in the fat man.

The blade hits true, and the man is stumbling back. The layers of fat and vitae enchanted stamina of the man however allows him to draw his pistol and pop off a shot at the V as the sniper does the same. Bullets coming in from two directions and...What was that? The smell of...Smoke? Crimson flames starting to lick at the back of the warehouse behind the fat ghoul. The fire must have been started from outside but it was rapidly spreading within...

Quick like the energizer bunny, LaVey darts forward and grabs the briefcase off the table using his left hand. Immediately after he has it in hand he begins to retreat, but a frown comes over his face. The briefcase is fucking heavy and something ain't right about that. However, he keeps it and attempts to obfuscate himself, partially failing and r

As the 'mark' starts to fade the ghouls redouble their effort. The sniper takes aim once more and Mr. Fatty says 'fuck the gun' and just charges at V with the intent to tackle him. The only exit that isn't engulfed in flames is the door V came in through. But there is an oh so soft..Click. Thar sounds from it, oh whatever could that be?

The blades smacks Fatty in the forehead and he falls at Vs feet, sliiiding on the ground a liveless lump of obese flesh... But when V opens that briefcase? There is a blinding flash of fire and shrapnel. It would be like detonating a claymore with your face..

Just in case he needs a dead ghoul for something, LaVey the Almost Unseen grabs the fat man's corpse and then hightails it for the door. The sound of a shot is heard and a bullet buries itself in the corpse-shield. With mighty, unnatural force V breaks down the door using the ghoul as a battering ram, then holds it in front of him as a shield in case there are more enemies outside.

As he breaks down the door BAM BAM BAM! Another ghoul opens with with a semi automatic shotgun. The corpse is all but fucking obliterated, leaving only a few stubby fat lumps left in Vs hands...

As the ghoul goes down the /true/ assasin makes itself known. The Nos dropping obf directly behind LaVey and sinking two daggers into him, one into each kidney...The creature leans in with gnarled lips he presses to Vs ear and says oh so softly. "Leon sends his regards..." as he twist the daggers.

LaVey feathers the shotgun wielding ghoul with knives and sends him to the ground in a puddle of blood, piss, and shit. Then the daggers hit his elderly organs and he howls in pain. The creature's last two throwing daggers come out as he attempts to run to put some distance between himself and his brother bent on fratricide.

At supernatural speeds LaVey takes off through the warehouse district. Bobbing and weaving but not tucking and rolling, he makes his way through the dark streets. For a moment, he slows down and starts to coo like some sort of mad bird whisperer, then he is running all out once again.

As V slows the Assassin nearly catches up. In fact, he is about a foot away from stabbing distance when the first bird SMACKS into his face. It doesn't hurt, but at the speed he was moving it sends a spray of feathers and gore up and even then more birds are fluttering around his head, leaving him dazed for a moment as he violently flails and flashes the birds to bits and gives V enough time to open quite the gap.

That is all the time LaVey needs. The stupid fast nosferatu runs for it and twists through black alleys until it is sure that is has lost its pursuer.

Sandeski Park - Merry-Go-Round

At the appointed time and location, V shows up wearing Willy's face and wonderful denim outfit. The creature lingers near the carousel and has Van hidden away with what hopefully is a clear shot to his location. It checks a pocket watch every few minutes and studies every face it picks out of the crowd, looking for anything off.

As V waits it would seem this mysterious assassin was running late...But, why would he even agree to meet? As V waits..By the merry go round, like a good little fool the trap is sprung and the bomb under the merry-go-round explodes enveloping the area in a blinding flash of fire.

The fireball washes over V and sends him running off like a bat out of hell. Still a little on fire, he screams horrifically and bats the flames while continuing to quickly retreat. Eventually, he stops drops and rolls like everyone learns how to do, then he is immediately back on his feet.

As soon as he spots his enemy in the tree, LaVey unleases the power of his beast to call the squirrels of the park to viciously attack his enemy! A single, unlucky, stupid, unfortunate squirrel responds and does viciously attack the nosferatu in the tree. Unfortunately, it doesn't help V and in the end, our plucky hero gets headbutted and it FUCKING HURTS.

There is a horrible SQEE! As something small and fluffy gets its fucking head bitten off, and then in the blink of an eye the Nossie is face ot face with his brother and lurching to slam his wrinkly stiny forehead into his. "You'd do well to just /DIE!/" and then the shimmer of metal is added to the fight, daggers drawn.

In the blinding flash of motion that was the two immortals clashing the Assassin lives true to his reputation. Daggers find flesh, ripping into Vs belly and then dragging up to gut him. Just as the killing blow is leveled there is a spotlight on the pair. "SPD! FREEZE!" it seems that explosion had drawn the police...Damn good reaction time! The Assassin slips the blades into his sheaths and draws out the power within to just...Vanish. The two cops are rushing the mangled body of V to investigate...But they soon end up like the ghouls, brains decorating the flowers and Van is sprinting from cover. Boosted with a touch of magic he is easily strong enough to pick up V like he was a rag doll and carries his mauled Domitor off into the night, to return him to the argent to heal.

"Well, speak up," LaVey says in a short fashion, his temper being stretched by the situation. Although he shouldn't take it out on his loyal ghoul, Van just happens to be there. "What do you think?"

Van the Man just sits quietly for a long moment and then gives a little shrug. "Have someone else hire him. Send him after a target that you can track...When he hits the target? You hit him. Just pray he is not a one contract sort of man...Otherwise he'll be hunting you down as we speak. Growing ever close to breaching your haven or having his ghouls rush it in daylight. Shall I contact him? Hire him? I could send him after a local Silver Fang...A tussle with a Garou should leave him weak.."

"Yes, send him after a garou," LaVey says darkly, "And we will borrow the services of a half-dozen of the armed neonates defending the argent. Between the eight of us and this Silver Fang, we should destroy him!" To emphasize the destruction, he slams his fist down on the desk, causing a half dozen keyboards to jump a few inches into the air.

Van the Man just gives a tight lip smile and bows his head. "as you wish." he says, heading off to find a nice local internet cafe...No way in hell he was going to use any of /his/ hardware for this...To traceable.

A Few Days Later

Van had actually been stocking this motherfucker for weeks..He had called him a faggot in a bar. Just because a man wears skirts and dances with men doesn't mean hes a faggot, GOD DAMN IT! But that stupid fucking FuzzFucker was outside that same bar...Leaving, with a nice little buzz tied on and getting behind the wheel of his nice new truck when BLAM BLAM BLAM Two ghouls walk up from either side and empty pistols into it...Seems using ghouls as a front line was this guys MO..

From a dark alley V watches while hiding under a cloud of obfuscation. The ghouls attacking the silver fangs draws a small grin from the nosferatu. As they attack, he scans the rest of the area, watching for the assassin to give away its location.

Well that nice new truck not only has bullet holes in it, but now the cab is ripped right the fuck in half as the thing goes crinos and starts to frenzy all over the place! The ghouls fall to delirium and flee...One makes it away, the other is snatched from behind. His head ripped off and then body split in two as the Roo throws the bit of flesh all over the place. People are shrieking and flipping out all over...The Delirium takes care of any witnesses. It looks like the Assasin jumps off the fucking roof or something..Cause he lands on the Roos back and starts to stab him. Over and over...falling into twisting and dragging the blades in his flesh as he rips at his throat with his teeth. Dear God, the savagery! He...He just kicking the shit out of it...No wonder it bested V twice.

"Now!" V shouts to his minions and begins to feather the nosferatu with throwing knives. Hopefully, if any miss they will hit the silver fang and honestly, who cares, one less lupine in the world is better for everyone. "Kill the kindred first, then finish what's left of the lupine!"

The plan works...Even with fortitude, the onslaught of automatic weapons and potence enhanced knives is enough to wreck the vampire..But he has enough in him to run, cutting for an Ally. But as he reaches the mouth of it he is thrown backwards with a thundering BOOM as Van opens up on him with his automatic shotgun. Bleeding, near death...He draws his daggers and tries to use them to dig into the ground, to pull himself away..

The other nosferatu howls as victory is within their grasp. When the assassin goes down to the ground and starts to crawl away, V makes its way over and kneels down in front of it. "You will be the bitch now," he growls and grabs the other nossie's head in both gnarled hands. With his awesome one-liner in, he begins to slam the vampires head into the ground again and again and again until it cracks open like an overripe melon in his hands.

It doesn't take very long. Not with that potence. One slam..Two. He is gone, slipped into torpor and mostly just a lump of festering meat. Van steps from the shadows and lights up a cig, slinging his shotgun over his shoulder. "Feel better now, Boss?" he says idly. Rather blandly, really. Such an...Uncivilized sight. If it wasn't for that damn bond he'd have made a brujah joke.

LaVey just looks up at Van, fangs on full display, and growls like a pissed off wolverine. With his prey in torpor, the nosferatu liberates it of its daggers then proceeds to behead it, lest it cause him trouble ever again. "Leon," it says, voice low and harsh, a dagger waved for emphasis, "Is going to fucking pay this time. I don't care who he is."

Van the Man just gives a little nod and cuts his eyes around at all the gore and bullets that litter the street. "Of course. But I think we should get out of here before the cops show up...Not a hassle I want to deal with." and with that he backs into the darkness of the ally and is soon enough just...Gone.