The Breed

** Since this is getting good, let's not kill anyone just yet. Yes, I'll let Walter kill Drake eventually, but not quite yet...Let's just critically injure him for now. K? **

Drake

I heard a bullet ricochet nearby. Someone was shooting, and I was in the firing range. Was that a Rogue?

No. Alana.

But who was she shooting at...?

I turned and saw Walter, pistol raised and centered on me.

Damn! Why had I let him go to begin with? I was even more idiotic to forget he was there!

Tegan kept going as I finally came to a ragged halt, my knees beginning to buckle with weariness and blood loss.

"Finish the job, then get the hell out of here!" I shouted, but I was losing. My vision was going black...

Not good!

**mwahaha...**

Jenna-

I wasn't really sure where I was going, I was just running. I turned a corner. The sun was beginning to come up. What happens at dawn? I wondered.

I swerved round to the right and down an alleyway and saw Naomi in the company of her sister...

And my brother.

"Sam?" I said.

"Small world," Naomi took the chance to say in the middle of her fight.

***I know, I wasn't going to kill him. , You can't let Drake die, that would be really sad. ***

Alana-

Alana watched as Drake fell. Her mind raced and she grabbed the nearest thing she could find. A long 2x4. She fired again at Walter who ducked, Stupid, lucky, annoying..... She kept critisizing him in her head as she ran towards where Drake was. She fired at Walter again, again she missed,

"What is he, bullet proof." She hissed under her breath. She had managed to get him to move away from Drake. She got to Drake and tried to pull him up shooting and killing a Rouge. She spotted Walter and leveled her gun. "Die, dang you." She hissed shooting. He ducked, again

Naomi~

Dammit. Naomi thought as the sun crawled over the horizon. She could feel herself growing weaker, she could tell Jace and Sam were also.

The sunlight was now fully visible. Jace and Sam lunged one last time, cutting Naomi deeply on both sides. Naomi threw her remaining daggers at them, catching them in the back, before they receded back into the remaining shadow

Naomi fell to the ground and pulled herself into the ally-way. Jenna stood beside her looking down on her. Naomi laughed lightly and sighed.

"How'd you get out?" She teased weakly.

*Sorry I've been gone. Got sick from eating Wendies chicken nuggets BLEH!*

Monanoke-

The sun was rising." This isn't good. Everyone who's a vampire is in trouble."

Monanoke ran past a corner in a hallway. Then she saw it- Walter. He was going to shoot Drake. She had to do something. Monanoke ran towards Walter- a metal pipe in her hands. Then she hit him on the back( If that is ok).



*Is it alright for this post?*

(I'd say Walter's more expendable than Drake--Drake actually has a chance to deepen as a character, while Walter does not. But I guess we'll just see how it plays out, hm?)

Alana's last shot was so close that the bullet clipped the cigarette from Walter's mouth. Even so, he laughed, voice rough and cracking.

"You have no business wielding a gun!" he shouted, switching targets; Drake appeared to be momentarily down for the count, so the girl posed more of a threat.

He aimed and fired.

Just as a bullet was released he felt something hard and metal pound into his back. The result?

The bullet may have flown off its course, or it may not have; regardless, the hit left Walter momentarily stunned as he stumbled forward.

**As long as you don't kill him, lol.**

Drake

I groaned as Alana tried to help me up. Tegan was still running for the gasoline, Rogues still in pursuit.

Forget firing at the gasoline. Let the sunlight toast them!

"Tegan!" I half coughed. "Get inside! Abort the mission!"

God, I hoped the prick would listen. I hoped he wouldn't go against orders, like he normally does.

I hissed in pain as sunlight fell over the roof and against my exposed flesh. To top that off, one last shot was fired...

I cried out as my left shoulder was torn open by the bullet.

I stumbled into the shadows.

And my world went blank.

Alana-

Alana found a blanket like peice of cloth and covered Drake as much as she could trying to keep any sunlight away from him. She looked around for someone to help her get him inside. Tegan was standing in a building across the way from them looking over. She frowned, the rouges had disappeard when the sun did, some dying from it's glare. She bit her lower lip as her side started to ache. Stupid gun wounds. What was she going to do with them? She looked at Drake, she needed to help him first. That last bullet, she was sure, was meant for her. She looked around but found nothing to remove the bullet with. She grabbed him by the shoulders and started pulling him into the closest building praying for there to be no rouges. Thankfully she was right, for now. She broke into one of the aparments that was there and managed to get Drake onto one of the beds. She looked around, everything was dusty, so the owner hadn't been there for a while. She looked in the kitchen, nothing food wise was worth eating.

"Great, let's just hope he doesn't get hungry." She sighed walking to the room he was in. She didn't know what to do. She didn't know how to get bullets out of someone. But she could stop the bleeding, though it had alreayd done that thanks to the fact that he was a vampire. She sighed, she could leave him here and go get help, but Walter was still alive last she knew. She wouldn't leave, it would be right. She would have to tend to her wounds.

She walked to the kitchen and started boiling water. She found an old shirt and cut the bottom of it off slipping it on. She had exposed her two wounds, without exposing anythign else. She walked to the kitchen and dipped a rag into the water washing her wound biting her lip in pain.

Jenna-

"Somebody nice opened the door for me." I said. "Come on, we need to get you back."

"I'm fine," Naomi said, struggling to get up.

"No you are not. You've been stabbed like a bazillion times and shot too." I frowned. "Who shot you?"

The look on her face told me all I needed to know.

"Right. Well we'll deal with our evil siblings later, for the moment, let's get you cleaned up."

I put my arm around her waist and hoisted her up, and we began to make our way back to Number Forty Two.

Sam-

"You idiot!" Jace snarled at me. "I could have killed her. I was faking it. Why the hell did you intervene?"

"Revenge."

"You revenged her by saving her life?"

"We're square now. I couldn't let her kill her sister."

"What did I say?" she hissed. "I wasn't actually hurt."

"Keep telling yourself that." I said. "But I know she got you in the back as well as me." I pressed my hand to the wound between my shoulderblades. "And as far as I recall you called for that mission."

She opened her mouth to hiss at me again, but just then the sun shone through a gap in two buildings.

We both ran in different directions.

*It's long, sorry...*

Tegan

Wonderful. What a night.

The Rogues had gotten away. Drake had been shot twice, and was currently unconscious. We had a forced alliance with the rare female vampire and several Breedmates. The Minion was still around, as well. Drake was still a target. The sun was up.

Damn.

I had never been one for patience, but I would have to be calm and wait.

Monanoke-

She stood there staring at Walter. All of the vampires had fled including Alana. But Monanoke had stood there. Not leaving where she had stuck Walter with the metal pipe.

Walter spat blood, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and turned around.

The girl that had hit him was still there, not moving. Still.

Still as a statue.

Walter pointed the barrel of his pistol at her. "You're not going to run?"

Alana-

Alana slowly wrapped more strips of the shirt around her torso covering the now clean wound. She stood up and bit her lip as it broke open again. Carefully walking to the room she had left her shirt in she picked it up and looked at the bandages. They had blood on them now. She frowned, she would have to start all over again. She slowly walked to the room where Drake was and got another shirt to tear up for bandages and then slowly moved to the bathroom. SHe had dumped out the boiled water and she would have to just use water from the fauct.

She carefully unwound the bandages, staying standing up so she wouldn't tear the wound open. She cleaned it again, and then wrapped it up. She leaned her hands against the sink her head getting light. The wounds on her arms were hurting like a fire had been put to them, but she wasn't worried about them as much as her side. If she could just get it to stay closed it would heal and she wouldn't lose blood. It was slowly closing. She sighed, this was going to be one long day.

Monanoke-

She didn't answer him. The little girl just kept on staring. Not directly at Walter but past him. Something had caught her attention. He looked back. Behind him was the sun. IT was bright and made him cover him eyes. Walter turned back towards Monanoke.

"Hey mister. I thought you were a vampire too, but I guess I was wrong." Monanoke stated.

Walter laughed." Of course I'm not a vampire!"

The girl stood there- frozen to the floor.

Keeping his gun trained Monanoke, Walter narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, that's right," he breathed. "That sun won't do shit to me."

He licked his lips, pondering.

"I could kill you where you stand, but you could prove to be useful. You know the vampire Drake, yes?" Walter flashed his yellow teeth with a wide grin. "Tell me where he is, or I'll stain the floor with your brains."