Edgehaven Yard

[Eleri Mortymer]

Eleri barely had time to take in the scene as Wright came hurtling towards them. As Hadrian tasered the vampire, she made her way quickly to Wright. "Come on, we can't afford to have a man down." She told him, pulling him up. She noted the gun in his hand and the lack of truncheon. "Here," she said, pulling out her makeshift splint from the bandages and thrusting it at him once he was on his feet. "Can't beat a classic," she said with a wry smile.

"The back doors are unlocked, toss that one in the van if you can and make sure the Captain is ok!" she called to Hadrian.

Then she was gone, running unsteadily towards the vampire Wright had already injured. She launched herself at it and knocked it off balance, catching it heavily with the side of her gun. The blow, combined with the force of concrete on the back of its head, knocked the vampire out cold. She didn't need to be told to wound and capture, not kill. She'd worked with Wright long enough to know what his orders would have been.

With a little effort, Eleri pulled herself off the prone vampire and looked around, trying to spot the rest of them.

Anyone that managed to get a good look at the dhampire's face in that instant would have seen fire blazing behind her eyes. A different kind of energy coursed through her now - not the feral, uncontrollable energy Dawn had brought out but something worse. This was fire fuelled by anger, hatred and a burning need for revenge in some small way. It was bad enough that Dawn had taken over Eleri's mind, but to take five innocent people and turn them into feral beasts before setting them loose on their own? That was just evil.

[Tori Kane]

Tori watched in abject horror as Wright held her gun almost like it was a club. She did, however, take note of what he said. "Wound, don't kill where possible." She repeated to herself as Wright sprinted off. She whirled herself around and shot off in the opposite direction.

"It's just like shooting a human, it's just like shooting a human..." she repeated to herself as she ran. The only problem was, she'd never shot a human before. She'd shot dummies that looked like humans, but they didn't bleed.

She'd barely gotten to speed before she spotted one of the vampires - the black male - about to tear the throat out of a paramedic. That had to be some kind of dramatic irony or something. Tori didn't know the proper term - she hadn't majored in English. Before the vampire could actually kill the human, she aimed the gun and squeezed the trigger, sending a bullet rocketing towards the vampires leg. It shot into his hamstring and out the other side, shattering its kneecap. It was only then she noticed she'd handed Wright the smaller of the two guns.

The vampire roared and turned on her. "Well, you're a big son of a bitch, ain't ya?" She said cockily, backing up. Behind the vampire, she could see the paramedic stumble to her feet and run. Well, that was something. The only thing she had to figure out now was how to take down the enraged vampire that was advancing on her.

[Eliza Flowers]

Eliza saw the vampire rush her and was pretty sure she had commanded her arm to swing the nightstick at it. Somehow though, between the charging vampire and the quaking fear, it hadn't happened, and instead she was picked up by the vampire and slammed against the back wall.

Only the shock of the pain prevented her from actually being in pain. Eliza wasn't one for getting hurt, and the sudden slam had taken her by such surprise her brain needed to do some catching up. She wailed down on the arm of the vampire with desperation, hitting it a few times with the nightstick, but it was pointless. Unfed and shrivelled the 14 year old might be, but she was still a vampire, and Eliza was still Eliza. Muscle power to muscle power, it was a no contest.

Eliza flailed in desperation, feeling herself choking, and swung the nightstick at the only other part of the body she could see. She glanced the inside of the vampire's kneecap (which she could just reach, suspended as she was). She didn't expect much. Eliza was one of those girls that believed in a fight, since they couldn't do any damage, no targets were off limits. As such, she'd never learnt what kind of damage you could do hitting say, a kneecap. With a nightstick.

She popped it out and the vampire dropped her, sinking to one knee. Eliza limped away, crying from the pain and shock. The vampire didn't seem too disturbed, clicking her knee back in to place and rising again.

Eliza looked on through tear stained eyes, glanced at her nightstick, and decided better of it.

She turned and ran for it.

[Nicholas Wright]

Wright got up, feeling the ache from every bruise, and realising that he was still seeing stars that, admitingly, probably shouldn't have been there.

"I had that under control!" He groaned, taking the splint and looking at the gun in the other hand. That was two down, three to go. Looked like Tori had one. With those guns, hopefully she could take it down. Still, he wasn't too sure.

Eliza was dealing with the other one. Okay, there was no way he was telling her mother why she'd died on the first day on the job.

That left one completely unoccupied.

"Corporal Beaumont, back up Lance Constable Kane!" He ordered quickly. "That's the one with the guns." He added in a grumble, for Hadrian's benefits.

"Sergeant Mortymer! You protect Lance Constable Flowers!" He turned, ordering Eleri. "That's the...." He made a vague gesture of long wavy hair. "...lalala...one." He settled for in the end.

"I've got number five." Wright added, although he had no idea where it was, and knew that this wasn't his greatest plan ever.

[Hadrian Beaumont]

'One with the guns' was a pretty apt description of the dusky skinned woman he recalled from earlier, "Got it!" he confirmed before roughly tossing the Tazered vamp in the back of the truck and running off to go and help the young woman.

A very large vamp was advancing on her, the black male from earlier, feral and it looked like he was still gone on blood lust so that meant he hadn't been able to get his fangs into anything - good. It wouldn't be as difficult to take it down. Vamps with fresh blood in them tended to have better regenerative abilities, making any attempts to take them out a real bitch.

He pulled out one of his new toys, he'd got the idea from a game in his youth, a stun gun mixed with a Knight Stick. As soon as he saw the knight sticks in the EHPD he decided he wanted one and he wanted it to be electric because that was just so much more awesome than a plain bludgeoning tool. Though Wright would probably kick his ass if he said that outloud.

Instead, he barrelled into the black vamp from behind and clubbed him brutally across the side of his neck. It wouldn't kill him, but he was definitely going to feel it.

[Eleri Mortymer]

Eleri heard Wright's orders, scanned the chaos for Eliza and spotted her fairly quickly. Once he'd eliminated Tori as 'the one with the guns', Eliza had to be the other one. She shoved her way towards the girl in time to see her running away from the approaching vampire. She sped up, putting the gun away and pulling out her nightstick instead.

As soon as she was close enough, she jumped in to the vampires path and swung her nightstick down heavily on her neck, which gave her just enough time to turn her head over her shoulder and shout at Eliza.

"Flowers, get back here this instant!" She aimed the stick at the vampires knee, dislocating it again. "That," she said to the sobbing girl, "is how you dislocate a vampires knee properly. And this," she added, putting her good foot in to the vampires knee at full force, "is how you make sure it stays dislocated."

She turned her attention away from the currently crippled vampire for a moment and turned to Eliza. She was about to say something else, until she took in just how pathetic the girl looked. And it was her first day. She sighed.

"Look, this is probably a bit much to take in all at once, but you need to know this stuff if you're going to be a field officer." She said. Then she whipped around, swung the nightstick at the back of the vampire's head, pulled her gun and shot it through the neck. "Ok, so maybe you don't need to know that part." She added.

The shot wouldn't kill the vampire-girl, but she'd be in no fit state for anything. A not-so-small part of her hoped that Dawn felt the pain inflicted on those she was controlling, but she knew that was a long shot.

Vampire disposed of, she motioned to Eliza. "Ok, give me a hand with her." She nudged the vampire, who was currently on the floor making a gurgling noise, with her foot.

[Tori Kane]

Tori grinned as she spotted Hadrian running towards her. Great, not only do I get back-up, I get hot back-up she thought. She'd been holding him off successfully so far, but he was getting uncomfortably close.

As Hadrian's nightstick collided with the vampires neck, she produced a butterfly knife from the recesses of her uniform and drove it through his eye. "Suck on that, bitch." She said, feeling stupid as soon as the words had left her lips.

[Eliza Flowers]

Eliza had turned and returned to watch Eleri at her command, although every part of her body willed her not to. She couldn't help it. As afraid as she was, she was more scared of disobeying that voice.

She was too upset and frightened to follow really, and had that feeling of watching somebody do something she'd never understand, but she still couldn't take her eyes off the fight, until Eleri shot the vampire and she screamed and looked away.

"C-c-captain Wright just hired me to do the reports..." She whimpered, clearly distraught because she got through a sentence without adding the word 'like' to it. She also thought this was a stupid thing to say, even by her standards, but she was scared and afraid of getting shouted at.

She bent down to help Eleri because right now, she'd of walked across fire if Eleri told her to rather than risk getting told off, but mostly simply achieved to get in the way and not actually do much, not really having the strength to haul bodies around, or the stability right now to be able to do it very well...

[Hadrian Beaumont]

Smirking at the seemingly brutal display, he paid it no mind as he turned on the juice to his Knight Stick-slash-Tazer. If Leechy hadn't been in pain before, he definitely was now as Hadrian jabbed the stick against the back of his neck - crispy frying his nervous system.

He kicked the guy's legs out from under him before using the handle of the stick to crack the back of his skull, sending him into merciful unconsciousness - where he was unceremoniously restrained with the black cable ties.

"Let's get this guy into the back of the van," he suggested to the woman, Kane, as he nudged the guy with the toe of his boot.

[Nicholas Wright]

Wright ran between the ambulances, searching for the final vampire. By his calculations, it should be the middle aged woman. Not that meant a lot when you were fighting feral vampires. Or vampires in general. After all, hadn't Vincent Lemartes practically been geriatric?

He turned as he heard a snarl, and spotted the vampire waiting for him. She was spinning something in her hand. His truncheon. With the stake on the end. It held the stake out towards him, threateningly, and began to advance.

"Hey, now, if I get stabbed with that, Eleri's never going to let me live it down..." Wright said, mostly to test a theory. The vampire didn't answer. Hm. So much for that. He figured Dawn had planted it between the ambulances, waiting for him. But it didn't communicate. Maybe she could control them like chess pieces? Move them where she wanted, but not make them speak? After all, you couldn't make your pawn talk out loud, could you?

The vampire leapt at him, extending the stake as a stabbing weapon. Wright deflected it with his own makeshift stake, courtsey of Eleri. The vampire swung the truncheon around, and it turned out when a custom made vampire slaying truncheon with vampiric strength behind it met a splint, the truncheon won, and the splint shattered.

Wright didn't hestitate to use the distraction to plant a bullet from the gun into the vampire's arm, causing it to release the weapon. Wright scooped it up as it came down and drove it upwards, directly in to the chin of the vampire, going straight up through into the head.

The vampire gurgled, weapon lodged there, unable to look down thanks to the truncheon, and unable to properly focus due to it being stuck there. Wright gave her a kick back against one of the ambulances, and she reached up and dislodged the weapon.

Great. That was some powerful mind control. Her brain was half destroyed! The vampire pounced Wright, knocking him to the floor, hard, and placed the truncheon against his neck, strangling him. He choked, pinned down, and groped for part of the fractured splint. Grabbing it just in time, he drove it in to the vampire's temple, causing it to release him, and wrestled the truncheon back.

No choice, no time for thought, he drove it in to her heart. The moment caught up with him as he watched her crumble to dust. You couldn't win them all, he knew. Sometimes, when it was you or them, it had to be them.

Still, he hoped his officers had done better. He hadn't wanted to kill them...

[Eleri Mortymer]

Noticing the expression worn by the younger girl, Eleri sighed. Brilliant, she'd terrified her. She doubted Wright would have hired someone just to do reports, although when you considered the aversion to paperwork that everyone, including Eleri, seemed to have, it wouldn't have surprised her.

She tried to look as kind as she could while taking most of the weight of a 14 year old vampire that was still spurting blood. "You're not in trouble." She said in what she hoped was a less scary voice.

With a fair bit of effort, partly because Eliza was more of a hinderance than a help, they managed to drag the bloody vampire to the van. Realising she was still bleeding, Eleri tore the bandage off her leg and used it as a makeshift tourniquet on the vampires neck. In hindsight, the neck might not have been the best place to shoot her but if it had been fatal, the girl would be dead by now. Hopefully once she stopped bleeding her innate healing abilities would kick in and she'd be ok. Eleri just hoped she hadn't hit anything essential.

[Tori Kane]

Tori stared at Hadrian in awe. "Is that... a tazer-nightstick hybrid?" She asked, her tone suggesting that if it wasn't she'd be seriously dissapointed. "That. Is. Awesome!" Then she remembered her knife and bent down to pull it out of the vampire's eye socket.

"Ewwww eye juice. Gross." She grumbled, wiping the blade on her leg before stowing it away again. "Right you are, sir." She replied, grabbing the vampire's ankles. "Where're we stowing the sucker?"

[Eliza Flowers]

Eliza was about as at home amongst blood as a goldfish was in the Sahara Desert. Sitting a memory exam. With a group of cats. And as such, apart from her general uselessness when it came to helping with physical tasks anyway, she was trying very hard to firstly not get any blood on her, and secondly, not be sick.

She then stood back, wishing she could believe what Eleri had said about not being in trouble, and watched awkwardly as Eleri patched the vampire up. On the bright side, she now felt so faint and sick she'd totally forgotten about the crying part.

"L-like, thank you." She managed to say, before turning back to the general carnage and watching Tori act all excited over Hadrian's new gadget. Aw, those two were cute together! (Eliza could spot potential couples, but somehow had a mental block when it came to realising there might be real couples out there).

Unfortunately, that thought didn't stop her shaking. She wasn't sure if being in the police was quite as much fun anymore...

[Eleri Mortymer]

Eleri smiled encouragingly at Eliza. "The van's open, why don't you go and sit in the passenger seat for a while?" She suggested this partly out of kindness and partly out of a desire to keep the girl from being sick on her. This one was going to be hard work, she could tell. She also knew, with no logical explanation other than she knew the captain, that Wright was going to stick Eliza with her.

She followed Eliza's line of vision and spotted Hadrian with the other recruit. At least that one wasn't shaking or about to vomit. "Hadrian," she called over, "you have any more of those cable ties?"

She looked around for the captain too and spotted him between two ambulances a little way away. "I think we have them all, sir." She called. Then she remembered the first vampire she'd taken down and dashed over to the still-prone body before hauling it up by the shoulders and dumping it next to the 14 year old.

[Nicholas Wright]

Wright half walked, half limped over to his assembled officers, brushing the dust off of himself. Well, at least they'd done better than he had and taken them alive. He wondered how long it'd take for Dawn to release them from her mind control. Having somebody with that ability in the city had just made Edgehaven a lot more dangerous...

"Alright, you lot, listen up. All of you." He said to his assembled officers, feeling awkward as he did in those moments when he actually had to take command and was doing it consciously. "Good work today, all of you. Sergeant Mortymer, you didn't kill me. That's always worthy of note." Okay, so maybe that wasn't the best thing to begin with. "And you took down those vampires...well, better than I could have." He wiped a clump of dust off his vest to demonstrate. "Corporal Beaumont. Five of those vampires were sired. That means you saved twenty five out of twenty five. That's pretty damn impressive in anyone's book. You just gave twenty five people back their lives." In Wright's opinion, that was the best thing they'd achieved all day, and he wanted to make sure Hadrian recognised it.

He turned to Tori.
"Excellent fieldwork today, Lance Constable Kane. You tackled your first ever vampire, and you did it keeping him alive. And frankly, I need officers. So we can drop the 'Lance'. Good work, Constable." Wright couldn't really afford to have two Lance Constables hanging around in his Force. Kane was clearly a weapon's specialist. He could use that. And that meant moving up the ladder.

"Lance Constable Flowers." He turned to Eliza, fully expecting the deer in the headlights look. He could tell she was upset still, and probably expecting a telling off. That made it more difficult, because Wright could be grouchy-but-nice to the cocky, skilled people, but to the upset little girl? That was a bit harder. "You're probably feeling like you messed up, today, right?" He asked, realising how upset she was with the way things went. "Well, you didn't. You cleared the area faster than I've ever seen." He decided not to point out that was because nobody could possibly ignore her shrieking. "Those vampires would have torn through the paramedics without you. You saved their lives. Not to mention, if you hadn't taken the intiative and come down here, I'd be pretty damn dead too." He pointed out. It'd be the last time. He sure as hell wasn't owing a debt to Eliza! "And you even held off a vampire attack for a while. I'm impressed." He attempted a smile, an expression that didn't come naturally to Wright.

"Still, I can't promote you. You've got a fitness test to pass, first. Don't worry, I'm sure Sergeant Mortymer will help you." He wasn't sure which one of the two would be more terrified by that prospect. The EHPD's fitness test wasn't exactly tough, anyway. Wright had discovered it in old paperwork in the Yard and reinstated it when he realised Eliza was going to be useless, and wanted an excuse to keep her out. That was before he realised how useful she was with the paperwork. It was twenty laps around the small courtyard out the back of the station, and then there was a basic dynamic strength test. An old dyno machine out back that would measure how hard you could push and how hard you could pull. The target was in the thirties of kilograms (once Wright had worked how to set it to kilograms). Eliza had only managed three laps, and he couldn't quite remember what she'd got on the machine, but thought it might be single figures...

"Right. I figure you've earnt the rest of the night off, don't you reckon?" Wright rarely gave his officers time off, but he'd know they'd come if he called them, and he needed them fit and working.

"Except I need to talk to you, Constable Kane, quickly, if you don't mind." He felt like a school teacher saying that, but he wanted to ask her something before she left.

((I figure it might be a good idea to post everybody going home, and then time skipping to the next morning so everybody's a bit recovered?))