La Belle Gabrielle

[Kana Lémartes]

Jones's eyes widened.
"But sir... Risk was a secondary matter..."
He glanced nervously at Kana again, who sipped his wine again.
"We... we were told to kill Risk and his family and retrieve certain....artifacts from the house....sir... it... that was the mission, sir...."
He blinked as sweat dripped into his eyes. The thought of having to explain he mission to Zack made him uncomfortable. He got the feeling he was going to be asked more questions he didn't have an answer to, and he knew what that lead to.

Behind him, Kana drained his glass and laid it silently on the ground.

[Zackary Kalen]

Zack rubbed his temples slowly, avoiding burning the side of his face with his cigarette. This man was trying his patience in ways it had never been tried before.

"Whether or not killing Risk was your first, second or even third priority is not the point," he said, his voice a little harsher, and a little more clipped than it had been before he started talking to this inbred moron.

"The issue at hand appears to be that Risk is alive, when you so desperately claim you killed him. Whether or not you went on a merry robbing spree at some point during this mission isn't my concern."

Might as well spell it out to the idiot,

"What I want to know is did you even bother to ID the body? Did you run any sort of test to see if the man whose burnt body you found in the house was Risk?"

[Belle Thorne]

Belle considered what answer to give very carefully
"He's a lucker and not very tactically minded, he won't have gone to ground, he'll come to us sooner or later"

[Kana Lémartes]

Jones stuttered incoherantly for a few moments.
"There was....we... no, sir."

Behind Jones, Kana stood up. He walked around to stand beside Zack and reached out his hand to the terrified assassin. Jones took it hesitantly. Kana began to shake it in a seeming gesture of uncharacteristic friendlyness.

"Well done, Jones. It takes a brave man to admit to that." He said, feinging warmness. A malevolent grin spread across his face.
"However, bravery here is on a par with stupidity."

Kana's grip tightened and there was a sickening crunching noise as the bones in Jones' fingers snapped. The assassin winced.

Kana let go of his hand and folded his arms across his chest.
"Now, lets hear your excuse. I expect you have one."
Jones let his crushed hand fall to his side.

"The orders were to kill everyone in the house and retrieve the swords, sir. Risk was in the house shortly before the grenade was thrown. We just assumed sir."
He said submissively.

[Zackary Kalen]

Zack remained silent, only wincing minutely at the sound of cracking bones. He could, however, give Jones a bit more credit. The man had admitted the truth without attempting to beat around the bush. At least he hadn't spluttered out more and more excuses.

"It's a fair assumption," he said eventually, after Jones had admitted their reasons for not checking the body, "However I would've thought IDing a body would've been second nature for an assassin. You'd hardly want a black mark on your record because you failed to kill a target," he finished off with a roll of his shoulders to relieve some of the tension settled there from god-knows-how-long of standing around interrograting people,

"On the other hand, we now have a very good explanation for why Risk is still alive."

[Vincent Lémartes]

“Good” Vincent replied doing an elaborate twirl and sheathing the blade. “I am glad to hear it Thorne” Vincent said walking back towards his desk. He placed the now sheathed rapier on it and sat in his leather chair.

“That man their” He said indicating the monitor that showed the room where Jones was being interrogated by Kana and Zackary. “He is my new employee. Zackary Kalen cousin to that Snivelling Circle Member Jaden Kalen. He seems to doing quite well at his new vocation. Watch him, if he steps out of line you know what to do”

The intercom on Vincent’s desk beeped. “Yes?” He said pressing the button.
“Sir, this is Flynn… your doorman…”
”Get to the point man! I don’t need your life story!” Vincent snapped.
“Sorry Sir. It’s just… I think you should come look at this… A man has just appeared out in the street”
Vincent picked a remote off his desk and changed the channel on one of the indoor camera to an outdoor one that faced across the street. There the person was, the same half-demon that was with Joey Risk. Vincent smiled, “Come to me my puppets” Vincent took off his blue jacket and went to a cupboard and removed a white and cream pattered silk and velvet fighters waistcoat. He put this on, picked up the rapier off his desk and placed it back in the cabinet. He lifted out the middle one, his favourite and oldest rapier.

It was a beautiful wafer thin white metal rapier with an etched leaf pattern winding its way from the base to tip of the blade. The handle and hand-guard were a coated silver and gold twisting leaf pattern with a single diamond on the pommel. The only word to describe this treasure was exquisite.

Vincent belted it to his waist and headed for the door. He didn’t ask, he knew Thorne would follow him.

[Belle Thorne]

Whilst Vincent was getting ready, Belle checked the ammunition in her glocks, when she was satisfied they were both fully loaded and operational, she put them back in her holsters.

When he headed to the door, she followed a step behind as she always did

[Vincent Lémartes]

As Vincent headed for the front door to the club he clicked his fingers to one of the posh suited security chiefs. "Stone, come" was all he said. Captain Stone and his nine men fell into toe forming a protective circle around Vincent and Belle.

Vincent then called to another member of his organisation. "You. Fetch my brother and Zackary. They are entertaining Jones in one of the suits."
The man bowed. "Yes Sir!" he said and quickly went to find them.

"Arm yourselves" Stone commanded at a look from Vincent as he pulled out his small Uzi. All Stones men pulled out different weapons, a verity of different pistols and machine guns.

Vincent walked out through the VIP door that was quickly thrown open for him. He saw Flynn on the door lift his own pistol and check to see if it was loaded. Vincent then advanced on the sat figure of the half-demon.

[Kana Lémartes]

Kana smirked. Zack's precise logic was starting to grow on him. He shot Jones a dark look and was about to say something when there was a knock on the door.
He rolled his eyes and groaned in annoyance. Stalking towards the door he threw it open. One of his brothers men stood straight-backed on the other side.

"What?" snapped Kana.
"Mr. Lemartes requires you and Zackary outside, sir."
"I see." Said Kana, coldly. trust his brother to interrupt him now.

He flickered across the room to the rack on the far side and picked up a heavy wooden pole, before flickering to stand behind Jones once more. Raising the pole, he whacked the assassin across the back of the head, rendering him unconscious.

"You," he said to the guard. "attend to this man. Take him home. We can't have him cluttering up the place. And see that this room is cleaned thoroughly."
"Yes, sir!" the man replied.

"It looks like my brother has found other, more important, matters for us, Zackary." he said with contempt. "I suppose we'd better see what they are."

Signalling for Zack to follow him, Kana left the room and started down the corridor.

[Hector]

Hector awoke when he heard the front doors swing open, and the vampire who had talked down to him so irrationally walking towards him.

Eager are we? Hector thought to hismelf smiling.

Hector stood up, preparing his scythe in a challenging fashion, and then sent a volley of strong wind towards the oncomers.
It wasn't enough to throw someone off their feet or even hold them back, it was more of a threat.

[Vincent Lémartes]

"Deal with him Captain" Vincent said to Stone in a bored tone of voice.

"Yes Sir" Stone said with a menacing smile. "Take aim lads" He called to his men, they did so. "Fire!" He shouted. Five full rounds of Uzi fire anf five full rounds of pistol fire came from the ten guards around Vincent and Belle.

"All to easy" Vincent nonchalantly said.

[Zackary Kalen]

Zack tilted his head in half-amusement and half-intrigue,

"More fun than beating on dimwitted assassins, what larks," he drawled, eyeing the slumped body of Jones with the look of one who couldn't make up his mind whether or not to kick the man for being an idiot, or kiss him for making uncovering the mystery this Risk guy's sudden reappearance a whole lot easier.

Something made him pause slightly, tapping his sleeves and sides to make sure all his knives were in place, before he followed Kana quietly from the room.

[Hector]

Hector could sense the overconfidence in all of them, just be looking at their faces. He didn't move when they fired. He allowed them to shoot at him until they realised it had no effect. The bullet wounds healed almost instantly. Hector smiled, before throwing his scythe, and using the power of wind to guide it in an arc, threatening to cut down all of those who shot at him if they weren't fast enough.

[Vincent Lémartes]

"Interesting" Vincent said with a smile, "I see you have power. What on earth were you doing with that human mongrel back at my hotel?"Vincent asked walking towards the now defenseless half-demon.
Vincent plucked the spinning scythe out of the air swung it over his head bringing the point down on the concrete ground shattering the blade.

"Quite amusing no?" Vincent said to his men.

His men sniggered nervously.

Vincent drew his rapier slowly letting it hiss as it cut the air in front of him. His smile grew broader. Then quite suddenly he flickered, reappearing by the side of Hector his blade level with Hectors neck in a slashing motion.

[Kana Lémartes]

Kana strode through the corridors of La Belle Gabrielle with an aura of distinct annoyance. As he reached the door that Vincent had exited through a few minutes ago, he opened it with such force that it slammed against the wall.

He strode into the street in time to see Vincent pluck the spinning scythe from the air.

"This is what I was called from my business for?" He said contemtuously to nobody as Vincent flickered. "To watch my brother amuse himself fighting a half-demon."

He leant against the wall and folded his arms, watching the fight sceptically.