Lynn dragged her socked feet over the kitchen tile. With a yawn she pulled a raw steak from the fridge and tossed it onto a plate before pulling out a carton of milk. She didn't bother to pour a glass, instead taking the whole jug over to the bar. She had been locked up for the last three knights in the dungeon beneath HQ. On the three nights of the full moon she lost control of herself. To deal with this she would stay locked in a cell with minimal food and water. Tonight was the night after the last full moon and she was craving some real food. When in the cell she was treated like any other creature. She didn't sleep well on the cold stone, if anyone saw her now she may look like the walking dead- which unfortunately they saw somewhat often. She bit into the raw slab of meat on her plate and took a long swig from the milk carton. The kitchen was oddly empty, though it was just after sun-up on a Saturday.

Emily snapped up at the sound of her phone. The alarm that gave her 20 minutes to get up, dress, eat, and get to the HQ buzzed and she quickly got up and turned it off. She quickly showered, not bothering to dry her hair. She walked to the kitchen after dressing and grabbed an apple. She was alone, per usual. She liked it that way though, it was silent and peaceful. She could think without interruption. She ran out of the small apartment and down to the street where her scooter was parked. She hopped on, her weapons strapepd to her back, and went downtown. She weaved through traffic, going faster than any of the cars. She walked into the lobby of the building on the dot, like everyday.

"Mr. Jackson has an assignment for you, Ms. Wolke." the woman with a headset behind the desk said upon seeing her. Emily nodded before enter the elevator and heading to the top floor.

When Emily reached the large office with large plate-glass window, she stood attentively. Mr Jackson, in a large leather executive chair, turned to face on of his top Hunters.

"Ms. Wolke." He said, nodding Emily to ease. She did slightly but kept her seriousness.

"Sir." She acknowledged him back. He smiled before speaking authoritatively.

"We have a Splicer, I think the wolf breed, in the isolation chamber for her monthly stay. I fear she is on the brink of the change. Release her, then kill her. Killing here just scares everyone and teaches the Splicers not to trust us. Go now." He said seriously before nodding Emily out of the room.

"Of course, sir." Emily replied quietly before entering the elevator and heading to the basement. She approached the cell where the Splicer, Lynn, was staying.

"It's time for your release." Emily said, in a professional tone.

Troy looked up from the doorway where he had been resting for the last few days. The woman had entered the building at the same time for the last two days. Same entrance for the last two days, and same direction for the last two days.

He had been staking out buildings in the city for the last month, but they all turned out to be false leads. The reasoning behind this was to find out where splicers might be and if any where being held there. He also was tired of waiting and needed to do something.

"This one might be the one," he mumbled to himself.

Ten minutes after the woman entered the building he walked through the door.

Entering the building, he was greeted by the site of a woman behind a desk with some sort of headset.

"Do you have an appointment?" She asked him.

Troy ignored her and started walking towards the stairs at the end of the room.

"You need a pass to go there!" She says, her voice rising.

Troy turns around and says, "I don't need a pass." He then goes through the door.

Lynn looked up. An unfamiliar Hunter had addressed her. Though she had been here many times and had had many different people lead her out. She nodded to the woman and made her way to the door. She had nothing to gather, if she had brought anything in she would have destroyed it over the past moon anyway. The followed the woman out of the cell and into the hall, as she had always been instructed to do previously. She was silent, as always, for she was pretty shy. She smiled though, just to be nice. Her pointed teeth may have given her a slightly creepy smile, but from such a thin woman it would be hard to be intimidating.

Emily shot a fake smile to the girl as she followed her. She felt the concealed blades on her wrist, which made her grin more manically.

"Where you live about?"

She asked, not looking back to the splicer. The girl was small, thin, and seemed weak. This would be easier than she expected. She probably wouldn't even be able to fight back. Emily seemed a little disappointed she was't assigned much of a challenge, but at least she was personally requested. She was extremely good at her job.

Lynn walked with her hands in her pockets. "I don't live far, that old apartment building down the road." She said shyly. But making conversation was much better than and odd silence. The girl's body language was a little off, Lynn was pretty good at reading people. She couldn't tell exactly what it was, whether the girl was nervous-no, no that wasn't it, excited-but for what?, or something else. "So did anyone tell you why I was here?" She decided to ask, perhaps to calm the woman down a bit.

"Well, not really. I was just told it was your monthly visit."

Emily replied, feigning interest. She just wanted to get this over with. She was focused on her task, not faces, names, or stories. This was who she was, and it made her good at her job. They left the underground level by elevator and walked out of the building. Then they walked towards the apartments that were much like Emily's building.

"Hm, maybe it's just better not to talk about it." Lynn said, looking side to side. She decided to just follow in silence. She wasn't much for talking anyway. It was nice to be outside again, though there was not much sun and the sound made her head pound a little bit. She breathed in the slightly fresh air and continued to follow as they drew close to the apartments.

Then entered the building and headed towards the girl's apartment. They reached the door and Emily waited for the girl to open the door. She let the blades fall silently from her wrists, smiling.

"Well, here we are. Will you be needed any other assistance?"

She said in a soft and sweet voice, smiling at the Splicer.

Having searched the basement quietly and quickly, Troy realized they must have moved the splicers to a different location. He also realized that they wouldn't store any files on splicers down there.

Troy needed a plan and he needed one before that woman at the front called law enforcement. Troy figured his best bet for finding a splicer was to follow the woman who always came in on the dot each day.

Running past the woman at the front desk and out of the building, Troy looked around. Luckily he spotted the woman just as she turned the corner. He noticed she was leading someone.

Walking quickly, Troy managed to get ten feet behind the woman and grimaced. There was a strange smell from the girl the woman was leading. Sudden realization hit him and almost stopped him cold. The smell was wolf, yet not entirely. It was strained, almost fully wolf, yet he knew it wasn't and that the girl in front of him was a splicer.

Sudden adrenaline hit him and he started to run towards the two in front of him, drawing his blade at the same time.

Emily saw Troy and pulled him forward at herself, blade at his neck.

"We're on the same team, remember? and this one is mine."

She whispered bitterly at him, staring at him with aggressive eyes.

Troy looks at her, and grins.

Pulling away, he says, "What makes you think we're on the same team?"

From his back pocket, he slowly slips out a dagger quietly.

"Drop the dagger, or the neck gets sliced."

Emily shot back at him, feeling the small movement.

"My problem is with the splicer, not you, but I won't hesitate to take you out."

He said, shifting his weight onto his back foot.

"Besides, I'm practically doing your job, aren't I?"

At this Troy grins again.

"Look, buddy, I've got rent to pay. Go find some other half-breed to brutally murder."

Emily replied, exasperated, but still aggressive.

"Fine, but it's hard to pay rent when you don't have an apartment."

Troy said, backing up and starting to walk away.

Uther sat out on his veranda. Watching the waves go by. Knowing that he had to get to work in 20 mins. he just sat there and thought If people just stopped and stared at nature they would feel much better. He then looked at his watch "Damn, 15 mins!!!" He then pick up his flash drive and headed out. Knowing that it would take longer to get to work in the car he deiced to run there, being the Vampire he was. As, He ran he watched the cars as he flow smoothly by them on the interstate, making sure they didnt see him.

He was now just entering the city, As he read a sign saying "Iron City, No Splicers Allowed." But, it didn't bother him, because he know that they allowed him here as long as he didn't live in the city. But, what they didn't know was that he had an apartment next to another Splicers named Lynn.

He went behind a building so that no one saw him change into a human. He brushed his hair with his hand making it look normal. "Ahh, Much better." Content he walked two blocks from where he changed to his job at Microsoft Help Store. He walked to the back of the store where a door was marked "Employees Only." He opened it and then closed it behind him as he walked over to the time punch in and punched in at exactly 7:00:00 a.m.

He went through another door that let to his office as Assist Manager. He sat in his chair and turned on both his Xbox 360 and Laptop. He then check his emails on both, answered the questions he had and started to play Modern Warfare 2. Every time a new question came in or a new project was to be done he would stop playing and finish it as fast and as efficient possibly, then would go back to playing, this is how he had become Assist Manager.