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The Souls of Salem [WoD]

When the person behind her started speaking speaking random gibberish, her fear rose a bit. 'Oh my god this guy into some Satanic shit, he is going t o sacrifice me isn't he? I am NOT going out like this!' Aurora thought adamantly, putting all her strength into elbowing her attacker in the gut. He let go of her and she took her chance to get away. She turned, back against the wall, the door behind the man. She looked at her assailant, and her eyes widened. "You? Why would you-? Whatever, just back up now or else."
 
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Zarred didn't speak. The way he looked and the motions he took were automatic, robotic in nature. With inhuman reflexes, he struck first in a blur. He made a piston-like jab toward her midsection, connecting with a solid punch that would probably not hurt very much, but still sting. Zarred wasn't strong, but he was trying to aim for speed in this case. He needed to take her out before she could react or escape. That was his mission.
 
He wasn't listening to her, but what was she supposed to expect. Aurora wasn't sure what to do, he mind a little frazzled. 'My taser, if I could just-' In that instant he attacked her, hitting her in the gut. "Oof" She breathed out, it wasn't extremely painful, but it wasn't painless either. After catching herself she pulled out her taser glaring at him. "God damn it, I SAID back off!"
 
A Weapon. He recognized it. Before his eyes could register what it was, his foot lashed out towards it wildly, he not only knocked it out of her hand, but grabbed it as it fell with his dominant hand in one smooth motion. He now held the weapon, and he took the next few seconds to recognize it as a taser. This would be useful for him. He continued to watch her movements, keeping himself at the ready as his body still remained in automatic-response mode.
 
The instant Aurora pulled out her taser, she watched in horror as the white haired man kicked it out of her hand and catch it. Her jaw opened slightly as what seemed like her last hope slipped away. She fell to her knees, completely lost as to what to do. She stared between the taser and the man, then chuckled. "Heh...heh heh....So this is how it ends huh? This is how I...die...." She sniffed, small droplets of water slipped from her eyes. "After all of the things I've seen and done, can't say I was expecting it." She closed her eyes, took a breathe and swallowed hard. She tried to keep her composure, but was failing miserably as traitorous tears fell. She opened her eyes looking at him straight in the eye. "Just please tell me....why are you doing this? Why do you want to hurt me? What could I have ever done to deserve this? Is it because I can see the dead? I bet that's what it is....For most of my life I have hated this god forsaken curse...I tried SO hard to run from it and now when I embrace it this happens?" She laughed humorlessly. "But then again what would you know? You would never understand....no one ever does" She took a deep breathe and closed her eyes. "Looks like I am going to be seeing you guys soon..." She mumbled leaning against the wall. Although tears streaked her face, she looked almost at peace.
 
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Zarred pointed the stun gun at her, point blank range. He couldn't miss. The expression on his face was one of sorrow. He looked like a very strange, frowning, clown. "I understand, believe me." He spoke sternly to her. "I'm trying to save you here! If I didn't get to you, that lady with a sword probably would cut you in half..." He screamed a bit, clearly on edge. "I'm not going to kill you, I just need to knock you out, but if you resist then I have permission to use lethal force. I don't WANT to have to do that." The last words he said were in a whisper "I-I'm sorry..." His quivering finger pulled the trigger and sent two probes into contact with her. The seconds ticked by as he waited for her body to be jolted by the current. He closed his eyes, not wanting to watch her in pain. He awaited her screams, cringing at the thought as he remembered the last thing he heard come out of his girlfriend's mouth. A scream. His body tensed up, and he shook a bit as he thought about it. He wished he could drop the gun to cover his ears. No, he had to listen to it. He had to suffer, to listen to her agony.
 
Aurora opened her eyes and stared at him as he spoke, before she could respond he shot the taser gun. She felt a sharp jolt and then a shock. She screamed in agony, the pain immense. "Please stop! Please! I give up! PLEASE I-" She cried, before the shocking became to much and she fainted. Her body lay completely limp expect for the jolts of electric that kept her body convulsing.
 
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With a heavy sigh, Zarred picked her limp body up, watching her blonde hair fall downwards over her chest, and her hood slipped over her shoulder. He couldn't bear this for much longer, he needed to finish this. He threw out the weapon in a garbage can and delivered the girl to Danielle who was outside the bathroom by the exit. He spoke only because he had to. "There. It is done." He didn't look very pleased, but the look on his face was more solemn than sad at this point.


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Danielle's eyes widened as he exited the room, carrying Aurora in her arms. ..She seemed to be pretty damaged, but at least Zarred was fine. She gave him an inquisitive look, but decided not to ask any questions. "A shame we have to cut the night short." She said, examining her injuries. ..She would surely be okay, right? "Then again, I suppose it's more convenient that bringing her by swordpoint." Danielle gestured for him to come with her to her car, where the two would drive her back to their mistress. ..But they would have to exit first, and if they got stopped.. "Make it seem like you're in a rush, I'll do the talking." She said confidently, breaking into a brisk jog and forcing a mildly panicked look onto her face. If anyone asked, they found her in the bathroom and were bringing her to the hospital. At least, that was the plan.
 
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Zarred nodded. "Shame indeed, I could have gotten a few more drinks." He chuckled a bit, trying to sound as calm and casual as possible, while in his heart he felt guilt and sorrow. He regretted causing her so much pain, and in his mind he played back that moment where he saw her drop like a ragdoll. He gently placed her in the car, trying not to show anything on his face again as he himself got in the passenger seat. He waited for Danielle to drive them off, considering all the things that didn't add up to him yet. Why did she know the man who contacted him? He didn't have time to consider it very long, as he looked over at Danielle. He still had other things he needed to do, and getting to know her better was one of them.
 
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Danielle started the car, deciding to let Zarred do the carrying. It seemed strange to her that nobody had stopped them, it was almost as if she was waiting for someone to point out that they were carrying an unconscious girl into their car, where they could go anywhere. ..But nobody ever did. The drive to the cult wasn't too long, but she turned on her music anyways. The song was



- one of her personal favorites. She started to pull out of the parking lot with the car, which was quite neat but also filled with several blacksmithing tools that were neatly put away in a case in the back seat. With it, lay a set of platemail armor that one might assume would see real use. She got onto the main road and started driving to their destination. "Good work. I think." She said indifferently, focused on the driving.
 
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Zarred sat in the car, putting one hand on his chin and looking out the window into the Salem air. The darkness outdoors made him feel comfortable. He thought about his actions for a moment...he had knocked out, and was now kidnapping an innocent Medium. He shrugged it off. This was his job now, and he had to do it for his own reasons. After his moment of personal contemplation, he glanced downward at Danielle's tools and armour. His inner thoughts wandered...weighing if he should attempt anything, because this was one of the first times he would be able to examine it. His iris's flushed with white, becoming blank for a few seconds as he concentrated on the metal armour itself.
 
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Danielle briefly checks behind her- Zarred has been very.. Quiet. He seems to be examining the armor.. Only.. Wait. That's not normal. She blinks, slowing the car slightly to make sure she doesn't crash while she gets a better look. His eyes are.. White? She's been around for a while now, and she's pretty sure vampires don't do that. Danielle turns her gaze back to the road, exhaling slowly. "Zarred. What are you doing?" She said in her usual even voice, though with an extra layer of severity to her tone. "Explain. I know something's up." This worried her greatly. What if something happened to her mistress? Was he a spy? A traitor? The worst case scenario immediately jumped into her mind, and she moved her hand from the gear shifter to her sword. ..Even if she was in a close range where the sword might be hard to use, it was better than nothing. Despite keeping her eyes glued forwards, the girl would try and notice and movements or actions he takes while behind her. If she sensed a sudden movement, she'd be ready. Her instinct told her to speed up the car so that he couldn't bail- which she did; about 20km/h over the speed limit.
 
Zarred looked up at her, his eyes automatically returning to their natural blackish color as he did so. He figured it would be best to fool her into thinking it was a trick of some sort. He responded to her in a calm, almost kind way, "I was just examining your armour, ma'am." he gulped a bit, for effect, and started to mold a somewhat false explanation. "Though, sometimes, when I see things that are involved with death...I go off into a trance where I can observe strange things. That's why I decided to initiate myself among you. I just wasn't ready to admit this talent until I could trust...you." he took a pause and looked toward her. "I don't enjoy what I see...and I can see you've killed people in that armour." He looked downwards, trying to seem uncomfortable about the subject so that she would drop it. He tried to play himself off as a Medium, and it was only a partial lie. He was lying about the fact that he could see that she had killed, but he assumed it would be true enough to have an impact Otherwise, he sat there and did his best to cover his expression and demeanor to pull off his deception. His hands were covered over each other on his lap, and he didn't allow her to look him in the eye. He spoke from experience, and he wouldn't doubt that she did kill people. He couldn't show that he WAS afraid of that, and he wouldn't give her any room to pry him open.
 
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Danielle relaxed the pace of the vehicle, going back to the speed limit and placing her hand back on the gear shifter. ..Perhaps she had been a bit hasty. After all.. He was correct in saying she had killed for her mistress, but that was hardly a fact that anyone kept hidden. His behavior seemed suspicious to her still.. And she decided that is was worth investigating further. "Then I might be a flashing red light." Danielle remarked, returning to her more casual tone. She hadn't actually killed that many people.. But it couldn't hurt to talk herself up a bit. "Tell me.. If you can detect death, how many have I killed? How do I kill them? Why? I wish to know more of this ability." It was quite unsympathetic of her to ignore how obviously uncomfortable her was in the situation, but dancing around the question never gets you any answers. She checked Zarred in the mirror, unable to meet his gaze which he held downwards. Was he feeling guilty about their target? Was he reluctant to tell her of his ability? Was something being hidden? Danielle made a silent vow not to let this opportunity go to waste.
 
Looking down at the floor of the moving vehicle, he spoke solemnly. "If you still have the corpses of those you killed...I can tell you. Without that, I can only see glimpses." again, he told the truth. It was within his ability to gain information from the deceased to answer what she had asked. At the same time however, it was convenient for him because it meant that she would have to take the time to produce the corpses. He tried to make it clear that there was very little he could do within this car. He wanted to give himself a breather, at least for the moment. Give him some time to think before he said any more and let slip too much. He kicked his feet and adjusted one of the buttons on his shirt with his hand. He didn't sweat, and he didn't breathe or make any other autonomous motions, because he was a vampire after all. Highly still, and mostly silent.
 
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Making a small nod, she allowed herself to relax. ..It wasn't by any means a direct answer, but it was quite reasonable. "I'm afraid we don't bother to keep those around." Her voice trails off, leaving a moment of silence would stretch between them. Thinking that perhaps she had pushed too far, the girl attempts to change the subject. "..Apologies, it's not my place to interrogate you on such matters. I don't think we've properly met either." The playlist finished the song, switching to the next one on her playlist. "I'm Danielle Lare, bodyguard and blacksmith for mistress Cross.. I've been in service about.. Seven years now, so I like to think I know my way around. ..And you?" She could feel the tension radiating from between the two, hoping that conversation was still salvageable.
 
Zarred didn't let the tension get to him, he couldn't. He couldn't show how much he wanted to sweat, or tense up or anything like that. Surprisingly, he raised his head, allowing her to see his face again. He tapped his foot a bit, trying to fill the silence. "Zarred Revil." He gave her his real name, which he knew was risky. Though, it would have been riskier to try to lie or give a false name, considering he was at swordpoint. "I handle investigative work for the cause, but you already knew that." He had considered that since they were working on this job to capture Aurora together, she must have known his position. "For about...a few months, I think 2 or 3 months." His hand drifted upward from the dark and he slowly raised a few pale boney fingers.
 
"Well. It's good to meet you Zarred.. I'm surprised we hadn't met yet, usually I'm by mistress' side.. But lately I've been busy." She turned the music back on at a low volume- Filling the silence when they paused. "There are people going missing you know.. I'm worried for her grace." She shifted in her seat, running a hand through her hair. It was suggested that her concern was the reason for her suspicion, but she let him fill in the blanks. Danielle had indeed recognized his name, though she knew nothing of his reputation. He seemed a decent fellow, shy and somber in attitude. His look was a bit too Gothic for her taste, but if he put in the effort she was sure he might fit in a bit more. He didn't quite seem naive but perhaps 'innocent' was a better word to describe him. ..Knocking someone out didn't usually have that kind of effect on her, at least not if her grace had commanded it. At this point she had forgotten of the target they were transporting back to the cult, almost failing to resist humming to the music she played.


Scene 1: End
 
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Scene 2: Beginning of Darkness


It was about an hour until their little ride had finished. The passed out Auroura as still as such, and the air had cleared up a bit. They continued on the road before making a turn into a dirt road. A button press and the ground opened up to reveal a bunker entrance, leading to a large network of tunnels, walls, a catacomb of sort. Standard procedure dicated that all new people were to be kept bound and sent to the infirmary for inspection. It was a short distance and the poorgirl would have to be carried onto a bed.


Waiting in front of the entrance was a man. He was rather tall and bulky, long brown spikey hair, hazel eyes... if you saw him normally, you'd think he was a celebrity or someone else that looked simply amazing. "I heard the fight over the phone. Good job, kid."
 
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"Thanks." Zarred got out of the car and tried to continue looking glumly forward. He found it difficult to ignore this man though, so he at least nodded to him while he tried his best to follow the people taking Aurora to the infirmary. He had his own reasons to visit the place, and he didn't want to waste any more time or risk speaking to anyone else before he visited where they took the injured. He was much more calm now, but he still had business he needed to take care of.
 
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This man was your handler of sorts. His name was Trent... or at least, that's what he called himself. He oversaw duties within the cult, especially espionage. What he could do was unclear, but it was clear he held quite a presence. "Ouch, the cold shoulder." He says with a laughter in his voice. He would go over, wrapping one arm around the poor goth and winking. "Now now, give me the details, you know i'm a sucker for gossip. How did it go? what led to the little chokefest I heard?! Is that just what you're into? You can tell ol' Trent." He says, winking


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Zarred looked up at the man who called himself Trent. He was a bit taller than the goth, but Zarred didn't seem very afraid of him. "Were you there? I think I would have noticed if..." The agent had seen the man's matching details on Aurora's phone, and he wasn't able to figure out why exactly that was. "...Anyway, I did what I had to...she pulled out one of those stun guns, I took it...and she fell down. Nothing else to it." He didn't sound comfortable when he spoke, mostly shifting a bit in his posture and tone of voice. "I was faster than she expected, she couldn't keep up." He tried to imply to him that he was using supernatural reflexes that would be common among kindred. He mostly told the truth to avoid them seeing a conflicting story if they looked at the wounds or asked the girl about the event. Everything needed to match up, and anything Aurora said as a witness had to be repeated by him. If anything was incorrect, he could be killed in seconds. "Now, if you don't mind...I have to make sure that I didn't accidently fry her brain." He made a snarky comment, sounding a bit frustrated. He actually didn't even bother to check how injured she was, but he figured that no matter what...the nurse would help deal with it. He was clearly trying to break away from the man, and maintain his closeness to Aurora as she was carried off into the bunker.


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“Sigh… this is so boring…” Cynthia was tapping away at her keyboard, making a report of why Zarred was not at headquarters tonight, instead he was out “recruiting” Cynthia frowned remembering her own experience, they weren’t violent, they just kinda shuffled her off to work here, in these creepy ass catacombs. Despite her uncomfortable conditions Cynthia couldn’t stay gloomy for too long as one of her favorite songs came on her face broke out in a wide grin, comfort eagle, nice. The hard part of her day was done, she had finished treating the 2 injured personal a while ago. And was now taking it easy just typing away on her keyboard. She took a minute to lean back in her chair, caressing the hilt of her trusty kukri, concealed in a sheath on her jeans. “I wonder how there recruitment is going. I really hope there not doing anything illegal…”
 
The door made a small banging sound as it shut, Danielle getting out and locking it behind her. Having heard their conversation, a small smirk appeared on her face. "No need to be so modest." She said. "Zarred here makes a very good field agent.. He detained the target quickly and skillfully, with no weapon and not a scratch on him." Of course, there was more to the story that she was sure Trent was dying to hear.. But honestly, she didn't even know very well what went on. She thought for a moment of asking if Zarred could use his powers on her, but remembered not only that he was the one that did it, but also that they only worked on dead people. Huh. "..Of course, he didn't tell me exactly what he was doing.. But it turned out for the best." Danielle didn't care much- Or at all for their target. Knowing that she was on her Mistress' hit list was enough for her to feel confident about their choice to subdue her. Though now that she had a good look at her, she was kind of pretty..
 

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