Walking though town

[Phatima Zenn]

"Vampires... Its a surprise we haven't met any before now actually. Me and Markus will try to hold them off, scream if you need help."
Unleashing the remains of a clip into the three standing attackers, he struck one in the head, and it stood there, twitched, and finally slumped onto the ground, mere feet away from enjoying a meal. The other two vampires were closing in quickly, and as Phatima struggled to reload his pistols he was knocked back into the wall, a sudden crack of bones, and slumped to the ground, limp.
The remaining two standing vampires closed in on Markus and the wolf, while the one with a busted knee crawled slowly towards Yumi, grabbing out with its hands, a look of lust on its face as it hungered for her blood.

[Yumi Nikita]

Yumi looked at the vampire steadily crawling towards her. It looked scarier to her because of it's mutilated limbs. She looked to Markus, and then to Phatima.
"TASUKETE!" The seven year old screamed at the top of her lungs in her native tongue. She started to panic, her fear overwhelming her realization of the situation. Her nails had become longer and harder and hair was starting to grow thickly on her skin.
"TASUKETE!" again she yelled, hoping that someone would understand, or at least hear her.
Then her need for food took over. She looked to the victims around her. A Werewolf. No, she would easily be beaten down by a more experienced were. A human. Four vampires. Her animal instinct decided on the vampires. The blood that they fed on should make them more tender. The girl snarled and haunched her shoulders, preparing to strike.

[Markus Valentine]

Markus swung round, drawing the shotgun in one quick move and firing one shell into the nearest vampires head. The silver and lead pellets caused an explosion of red where the vampires head used to be and the body slumped to the floor, twitching. Markus grinned madly.

"Filthy feral scummy vampires, no style at all!" he yelled out sounding sinister. He reloaded the shotgun and went to shoot the second, but the vampire was too quick and knocked the shotgun out his hand. Markus growled much like a wolf and used his agility to evade the oncoming clawing of the vampire, then used his inhuman strength to grab the vampire by his tattered clothing and throw him headfirst into a wall.

"Not to hard to deal with these scum..." He said, smiling and picking up his shotgun to ready himself for combat once more. He looked at Yumi quickly, then looked again at her body changing rapidly into a werewolf. He bit his lip.

"uh oh..."

[Hector]

Hector was stood on a nearby balcony watching them for some time, but his interest flickered up when the vampires started attacking.

This should be interesting... Hector thought, with no urge to go down and help them out.

He remained in his seat comfortably, taking a handful of popcorn from the small table beside him.

Better than the movies!

[Phatima Zenn]

Slowly opening his eyes, he glanced up and saw a dark figure on a balcony, struggling to his feet he stared at the figure, when from behind him he heard Markus say something.
Swinging around he saw a Werewolf engaged in combat with the Vampires, still swaying on the spot he tried to withdraw his pistols, and shot blindly into the distorted forms, missing, before staggering backwards and then sitting against the wall.

Where's Yumi?

Clambering to his feet, with his head now together, he looked closely at the Lycan, scraps of Yumi's clothing were hanging from it's form.

"Yumi?"

Then he remembered the dark form on the Balcony, and swung round, training his pistols upon the balcony.

[Yumi Nikita]

Yumi stopped ripping the vampire's flesh to look up. She smelled the metallic twinge of silver in the air and looked at where the shot had come from. Her animal instinct told her to drop her meal and investegate the noise. It seemed like the man who had shot at her was looking else where and had stopped paying attention to her completely. Her hunger for flesh, however, told her otherwise. She drove her claws into the back of the vampire, tearing off the baggy tshirt and ripping flesh at the same time. The sound of tearing muscles calmed her as she opened the laceration more. She drove her muzzle into the vampire and started to devour it's muscle. She let out some inaudiable growls as she feasted, and once she had fulfilled her hunger, she set her concentration on the human once again. She steadily stood up and swaggered over to him, loudly growling.

[Hector]

Hector reacted instantly once he saw Phatima point his guns in his direction by standing and reaching out his hand behind him. Using the elemental power of wind his scythe came to his hand as if by magic. He sensed no danger to Phatima's aggression as the weapons he held could do no real damage to him.

But still... A sport is a sport.

Shoot me if you will, human!

[Phatima Zenn]

"Your name, and your purpose"
Still training his guns on Hector, he now had a perfect shot at his head, and his heart.

[Hector]

Hector smiled.

"My name... Hector. My purpose... Well that's none of your business."
Hector smiled when he could sense that Phatima was trying to aim for Hector's heart and head.

"My friend, you realise your weapons are no use to you here. Why don't you put them away," Hector said, whilst reaching down for something behind the balcony whilst holding his scythe with only one hand. He pulled out a minigun with his other hand and pointed it at Phatima.

"Or do you want to test how fast I can unload ammunition from this?" Hector smiled deviously.

With one foot he lept over the balcony and landed on the ground without effect from the fall. He waited to see if Phatima would put his weapons away before he spoke again.

[Graham Hills]

"NO!" Graham shouted at his crystal ball when he saw Hector enter the arena.
"Stay out of this!"

Graham held his staff close to him in case he needed to interfere. After all he knew he was safe for now from everyone but Jaden.

[Phatima Zenn]

"If my weapons aren't any use... why do you keep drawing new ones?"
Still training his guns on Hector, he was oblivious to all of his surroundings.

"Why are you here?" he spat at Hector.

[Hector]

Hector chuckled at Phatima's questions.

"In answer to your first, I simply like big weapons, and I don't like being threatened," Hector replied. When saying the word threatened his smile faded and he almost shouted the word angrily.

"In answer to your second, this is my home, and YOU are disturbing the peace!"

Hector's grip tightened around his scythe, but he was still ready to use his minigun. A weapon he had been looking forward to using for the first time for a very long time. It wasn't easy to steal.

[Phatima Zenn]

"Then perhaps you should realise that we aren't the ones disturbing the peace." He nodded towards the now deceased Vampires. "These are the ones to blame."

"Now, can we talk like..." He pondered the next word and whether it fit. "Gentlemen, or shall we proceed to kill each other? and you can say that -That- was a threat, before now it was simply caution. rightly so it seems"
Still keeping his guns on Hector, he looked sternly in his eyes.
"You can call me Phatima, by the way."

[Hector]

Hector could sense the passive tone in Phatima's voice and lowered his minigun smiling.

"Well, Phatima, I see you have good fighting skill. You are a human, and yet I sense you have the strength of a werewolf. Now that doesn't make sense to me, but that's not my concern. What is your business around here anyway?"

[Phatima Zenn]

"I'm here to deliver a message to Jaden Kalen... My two companions are also looking for him, but the were wasn't originally with us, she is lost, and we are leading her."
He frowned at Hector
"So, this is your home?"
Lowering his pistols, and placing them in the holsters, yet still keeping a hand on them.