Old Haunts

Connan walked through the seedy maze of half subterranean alleyways; addicts, thieves, thugs, dealers of everything illigal under the sun, less-than-legal businessmen and prostitutes were all common thrift here - it was the last place on earth were one wanted to appear vulnerable.

Which was exactly why Connan left the majority of his visible wounds unbound, and let the sparse light catch the indentations of as many scars as he could, shirtless and armed as was his norm. The half manic glare on his face quite clearly said 'fuck with me and I'll kill you.' - an odd appearance for a man on what was essentially a sensitive mission.

It was time to try and find the remaining dregs of his gang.

Dark was dressed as any street thug would have dressed. Black hoodie blue jeans.


He leaned on a wall by a narrow passage where connan was to go

Walking through the arch into the alleyway, Connan saw the guy, and felt his hackles rise. There was something about the guy that almost hinted Connan had been shadowed.

Pausing, he listened for anyone behind him.

The man was licking a bloodstained pocket knife

Finally sure he wasn't being followed, he noticed the guy's habit; normal enough for a place like this, but something was wrong. Mind screaming at him to keep walking, Connan simply watched him.

two groups of men, 4 in each group, came from both sides of the alley towards connan.

" 'ey there pretty boy, what ya doin' 'ere in our territory?"

One of the men spoke, a bulky large muscled man, more or less radiating with demonic aura. The man put an arm on the wall, seemingly cornering Connan.

Dark smiled and seemed to back up into the darkness, still watching

Daemon jumped down from a roof and slit the throat of one of the men. He turned to face the leader, for the moment ignoring the normal thugs.

"I have a better question," he growled, "what the hell makes you think you can hunt my prey?"

The leader laughed as dark continued to stay hidden in the darkness, blending in.
The bulky man laughed

"Prey? YOUR prey? Ha don't expect me to believe that kid. Ever heard of a saying... First come first serve?"

"ever heard of 'shut the fuck up'?!" Chilling yelled from a roof top, as he took of his suit jacket, leaving him in pant and a shirt with sleeves rolled.

(ooc: Gangs all here guys hah.)

ooc: Note The bulky guy is not Dark X_X
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Dark caught by surprised jumped a bit and backed up further into the darkness.


The Larger gangly demon looked up and snarled

"EVER HEARD OF MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS?!"

"Acutely this is my business... if it concerns him.." He pointed to Connan "..Then it concerns me." Chilling said, rolling his sleeves.

Connan grinned.

"What, three parties in as many days? I must be getting popular." Nodding to Chilling without taking his eyes off the others, Connan assessed the threat. If he could just play this right...

Looking at the group who first addressed him, he said "Your territory? I may be hunted," he motioned at Daemon, then continued "But I'm not hunting back. Technically, shouldn't that make him a bigger threat to your authority? I'm not here to usurp; just passing through."

His logic held reason - anyone actively posing a threat to any gang should be of more notice than a potential victim.

"You know these guys?" Chilling said, directed at Connan.

The guy roared a command, his many minions darted up to attack chilling and Daemon.
The leader Pinned Connan to the wall and thrusted a sleeping pill into his mouth.

"every thing that comes through here is our food and entertainment."

"lets do this!" Chilling yelled to Deamon.

Daemon snarled.

"You're the one who's going to be dinner," he said, slashing through a few of the minions and then jumping for Dark, pulling out his sword and going to slice him in half.

Dark snarled and kicked Daemon out of the doorway and into the arms of the large bulky demon.

"here's dinner"

The Demon bit into Daemon's tender flesh between shoulder and neck. ripping out a chunk.

Chilling followed Daemon's lead, pulling the two guns from his lower back taking out 5 of the guys. He looked over at Dark who was watching his demon rip and slash at daemon's body. "Fucker!" He yelled, shooting at the demon.

Dark Looked at chilling, he seemed to know what chilling was thinking.

".... They are not my demons.. they are demons that are born from the dark side of the human heart. "

"Then tell them to fuck off!" He yelled shooting at the demons.

(ooc: This is getting........ violent.))

ooc:..... ... ah who cares >=D I don't bring it on! .. I've been thinking./... That avi I gave you does fit you... you leep with your swor like it's a teddy bear
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"I can't control them I'm not their master!"

(ooc: wtf D hah Chilling dousnt use a sword)

"Grr, ill just take them down myself!" Chilling yelled leaping at the demon, shooting it between the eyes.

(ooc: Douse anyone else think the plots been lost here lol. GET BACK TO THE GANG WARS!!! LOL WHERE ARE THE OTHER GUYS (CONNAN, DAEMON...)

ooc: he is an assassin.......... and idk bout them other 2

(OOC: Sorry about the wait, lads. Fucking microsoft XD)

The sleeping pill went down his throat, but he wasn't out yet. Biting the hand of the thug who fed it to him and not letting go, Connan fired two shots into the man's chest.

"Alright fuckers, you want a fight?"

Then, watching Chilling leap towards another, he took out the guy shadowing him.

"Got your back, Chill."

Chilling noticed Connan's movements. "I knew you would." Chilling said smiling as he kicked the shit out of another thug.

(ooc: should have gotten a mac like me haha. Missed yah buddy hah)