Rail Station

[Joey Risk]

Joey stepped of the train from the Northern Area of Town, he had to take a connecting train to the east or wherever, he really just wanted to get away to think, he's finally gathered that he's fucked up big time, he's made someone who thought he was dead very angry.

"Joey your an idiot." He slapped his palm to his forehead, he stared around the station, nothing partically
amazing about the station, you know the typical drunk people, poor people and the few children who should defiantly be home.

Joey placed his headphones in from his I-pod, his face frowning. He looked at a dirty old window across the station to see those few people who where there had left, they must have already gotten off and didn't need another train.

Except the poor people, they had stood up, and are now slowly moving towards Joey. They were talking to each other but Joey couldnt catch it because of his music but it still made him smile because he could basically understand they were saying.

"Enough already!" He shouted in his head, his hand going to his gun, he pulled it out point at the man. As well as pulling his head phones out.

"SIR PLEASE DON'T SHOOT! WE JUST WANTED TO KNOW IF YOU HAD SPARE CHANGE!" The women screamed.

Joey openned his mouth to say something before laughing. "I'm sorry about that, yeah sure."

He placed his gun away and handed them a £20 note, his mouth turning to a frown.

"Sorry." He whispered before walking from the station forgetting his train.

He stepped onto the road. "What has happened to me?!"

Joey looked around before throwing his head back into the air, he felt like crying, felt like giving up, felt like running away and never coming out again.

Joey looked down before walking further, heading no where, just walking.

[Joey Risk]

Joey softly muttered under his breath, his eyes showing little interest as a gang, probably just normal humans surround him, they're faces glowing with happiness. It must of been years since someone gave them no chase, almost to easy but none of them noticed that little factor.

"OK BLOOD, give us all your money and anything else! If you do as we say we'll make your life easier for you." The "leader" of the gang shouted that Joey.

They had no motion in "making his life easier" but in their terms it meant to kill Joey.

Joey slowly looked up, his mouth slowly opened to a grin, he looked psychotic at the members, the make-up not to mention a almost demonic grin the spread across his face.

"You want my money, my stuff, you want the objects that mean the most to me?" Joey shook his head slowly as if in disbelief.

"Riddle me this: What would you do if i said I wont hand over my stuff to you but instead took all your 'stuff' which included your lives?" Joey added a mensing laugh to add to the fright.

"Man are you out of your nut, mush? Are you completely stupid? There's seven of us and onl-"

BANG!

The gun shot followed with a sudden silence, an hollow silence which was filled with fear.

Joey stood there, his head bent down so his hair covered the lengths of his eyes, only one hand was raised, his right, which held his eagle pudding.

"Six." Joey whispered.

With a small thump a member, no gangster who was important dropped dead on the ground a bullet hole straight between his eyes.

Joey chuckled silently before suddenly becoming much louder, his head now thrown backward.

"Five!" He roared in laughter killing another.

"Four...Three..Two..." Joey killed the members once after another without showing any feeling, he had left the leader to last to show him what it's like to lose all his friends.

"Oi, blood!" Joey shouted.

The leader looked at Joey, his eyes full of fear.

"Please no!" He begged, on his knees.

Joey smiled walking quietly toward the Leader, smiling at the emotional stress the leader is going through. He walked slowly now firing his gun near the leader, the bullets causing the leader to scream, he stopped about a 5 feet away before stopping a grin across his face.

"Please..." The leader's voice was now completely horse and useless.

Joey looked at him again before advancing closing the distance between him and the leader still laughing at the cries and begging of the leader.

Joey stopped in front of the man, his gun placed directly against the forehead of the leader.

"Blood, I'm going to kill you now and take all your money and belongings." Joey whispered to the leader who was just barely sobbing now.

Joey pulled the trigger back till you heard the click meaning it was ready to fire one shot. At that noise the leader cried out louder shouting 'save me, save me...oh god save me.'

"God has nothing to do with this, in fact, I don't believe he comes here this time of the year." Joey laughed expecting to hear someone laugh with him.

"Goodbye, shit-face." Joey whispered.

He pulled back on the trigger the should of the gun making the click which meant the gun was empty. Joey smiled at the leader as he cried out.

"Oh go-!" The leader just noticed that there was no bullet.

Joey walked away from the leader, listening to the cries of thanks. Joey stopped at the alley he'd entered just moments ago his face breaking into a grin as he pulled out his other eagle pudding and shot the man through the heart.

"As I said god has nothing to do with it." Joey said to the corpses, not even touching the money or their belongings. Joey walked away, his right hand now holding the injured left arm, this was after he replaced the guns to where it was.

Joey walked away from the area back to the train station laughing, crazy thoughts running through his head. Just moments ago he was full of depression but as soon as the gang attempted to attack him Joey snapped.

The evil-ness of the town had finally gotten to him.

Editted by Joey Risk.

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[Joey Risk]

Joey stood on the plat-form his eyes watching over the station.

"Hector.." Joey said with a soft frown, he traced his finger over the freshing wound which they had created the blood brother pact.

Joey looked at the wound on his shoulder before frowning, that would be a bother, he could tell.

Joey pulled out his phone quickly flicking through his phone, he knew what was going to happen, might as well say his goodbyes.

He clicked on the button on his phone saying Azrael.

He stood there as it rang.

((Alucard note: Joey, if you have been following the devils advocates thead, you would know that Azrael has just been bitten and is now rather unconscious. You may as well continue this post with the fact that he is not answering. Besides, I doubt he took his little mobiley with him on a raid to save the earth.))


((Joey Note:
i know that, I was planning to leave a voice mail. XD))

[Joey Risk]

Joey Sighed as he was pushed through to Azrael's voice mail. He really wanted to say this to him over the phone but I guess voicemail will do.

"Hello brother, it's me Joey, I was just calling to say goodbye. Thinks have turned for the worse, I've made massive mistakes and annoyed the wrong people. I'm made a certin vampyre pissed..."

Joey went on describing everything thats been going on.

"Well I wont keep you much longer. You protect everyone Az, don't let anyone get the best of you. Protect this town, the humans protect your dream- Joey."

[Joey Risk]

Joey Sighed heavily before throwing his phone into a trash can, unknowning what will come of it though he could care less.

He slowly walked onto his reconnecting train, he missed the earlier one, he found himself a seat in the back, he hunched forward stroking his arm ever so softly.

I am not dying with a wounded arm. I need to do something about it.

Joey sat back, pulling his coat closer around him, he relaxed slightly as no one else had gotten on as well as himself.

However, it's phyically impossible for my shoulder to be healed quickly, unless by magic but of course that wasn't likely to happen. Na, not like Harry Potter is going to drop through the roof.

He had to admit that last bit was funny.

[Joey Risk]

Joey pushed his hand back before grinning. "You know Joey you could run and keep running?...No...He would still probably find me."

Joey closed his eyes, moments later he was asleep.

[Kana Lémartes]

((OOC: Continued from the La Belle Gabrielle thread. I'm posting here to get this damn story over with already. Hope nobody minds. ^_^))

Kana pulled up to the train station and got out of the car. He switched off the engine and retrieved his bag. Slamming the door, he didn't bother to lock the car - people would know who's it was.

"Move it, Thorne." He called over his shoulder as he stalked towards the station. "I'm not chasing this bastard human any further."

He flickered into the station and spotted the train, the only one currently in the station. He scanned the carridges and quickly spotted Joey sleeping at the back of one near him.

I suppose I'd better wait for Thorne before I do anything about that. he thought. I'd never hear the end of it from my cursed brother of mine and his lapdog if I didn't.

Instead, he reached into his bag and pulled out a silencer. He unholstered his gun and fitted the silencer to it. Then he flickered to the front of the train and found the driver, draining a cup of coffee. Kana grinned at him maliciously.

"Last stop." He whispered evilly. He set the barrel of the gun against the trembling man's temple and pulled the trigger. The driver went limp and Kana dropped him, removed the silencer and reholstered his gun before stepping back onto the platform.

[Belle Thorne]

Belle followed Kana into the station, attaching silencers to her glocks.
She waited while Kana took care of the driver, her eyes locked on Risk
You won't get away this time...

[Kana Lémartes]

Kana walked up to Belle and nodded to her. Then he entered the carridge, pulled out his gun again and flickered to stand next to the sleeping Risk.

[Belle Thorne]

Belle flickered too, ending up standing on the opposite side of Risk, her Glocks pointed at him, ready.

[Kana Lémartes]

Kana glanced at Belle and then raised his gun, bringing the butt of it down sharply on the back of Joey's head.

He checked the gun, making sure there was no blood on it, then pointed it at Joey.

[Belle Thorne]

Belle grinned as Joey slumped forward, putting away one of her Glocks and taking out her Phone.
She dialled Vincent's number and waited.

[Vincent Lémartes]

Vincent stood in his private room looking out one of the bullet proof windows over his grounds. One of the peacocks walked past across the garden and displayed its tail feathers towards the window. It seemed as if it did this just for Vincent's pleasure and approval. But he had no delight in it because of the current mood he was in. First Risk then Romayne. If those two do not find Risk this time I will have them both executed! He thought very loudly to himself. At that moment he heard his mobile ring. He pulled it out of his pocket, Belle always dialled his private number.

"Yes?" he answered it and waited for her report. It was clear that Vincent was not best pleased.

[Belle Thorne]

Belle noticed the tone of Vincent's voice but made her report anyway
"We have Risk - alive"

[Vincent Lémartes]

Vincent was not impressed. "You're late." He said in an accusing tone. "And you know how I despise lateness. Don't keep me waiting any longer or you may find that Risk isn't the only one to die tonight." He hung up the phone. That was not an empty threat. Incompetent! Both of them!