Will cringed as the demons attack came for him. It hit hard, wills body dropped to the ground. "Is that all you've got?" will said with a grin as he spat blood at the beast. Largen approached for a finishing blow when Will threw a vial of the sleep serum at him. it broke on his chest but did no harm. Largen now standing over will lifted his foot to crush Will, but before he slammed down Will lit the liquid.
Will slowly stood. He collected his sword and began walking away. Looking back he could see the serum wearing off slowly. "Well settle this next time!" He shouted back to the demon as he walked out of the demon's sight.Dizzy with vision fading Will now headed to the hospital to hopefully save himself. He kept walking until he passed out in the streets.
(Sorry I took so long but im ready to get this goin again:)
Larken only spat and took a wide stance akin to that of a lineman in the NFL, bracing himself to counter whatever the young hunter had in store for him with brute force. He watched closely as the hunter lunged at him whilst allowing the blade to drag through the pavement, he instantly recognized it as nothing more than a display to mask the true attack for dragging the blade in such a manner did little more than to hinder the momentum of a swing. The moment the hunter's wrist began to arch with upward momentum he dug into the ground and lunged his right hand forward to catch the blade but incidentally caught a fiery punch instead, stopping the hunter and his sneak attack cold in their tracks as his gauntlets continued to blaze with flames. He smiled at the shocked expression on the hunter's face, clearly he was expected that sneaky attack to do some damage.
" Heh " he grunted " wrong choice " Largen's hand clamped onto the gauntlets and the fires were snubbed out and with great force and speed he cocked back his left, firing it off as yanked the boy towards him so his face would collide with his fist, causing greater damage with both their momentum. A direct hit to the skull like that after he's fed would kill damn near any living creature walking the earth, fortunately for the hunter the girl had escaped before he could ingest her blood, his punches could still kill a human but there was a chance a battle savvy man like him would survive it. Though he likely wouldn't be standing afterwards.
Cato sat down, practically ignoring the nurse, he didn't have time for all these test. Will was probably still fighting that demon, he couldn't just leave him out there. Still, he couldn't use his powers to escape, the H.O.D.A. would be on him in an instant with all the cameras . He frowned, he'd have to just hope Will could hold his own for now, its not like he was a stranger to fighting demons. Even so, he still had a bad feeling, why couldn't the doctors just let them go?
Arron had moved on since he stopped to look at some electrical appliances, he had worked his way through various stores. At each store he would try to buy at least one item he needed, ticking it off his list and adding it to the bag which he had to drag around. Eventually all the excerize from dragging around this shopping and the fairly humid tempature got to him. Arron was forced stopped for a five minute break, to recuperate and get himself a drink. It wasn't so much the heat that got to him but rather dehydration. So once Arron had downed a can of juice he was almost straight back on his feet.
The next thing on Arrons list after his break was buying some extra cigarettes for his trip. The store which Arron bought these cigarettes at was having a sale on cleaning supplies so he also bought a two wash cloths and various cleaning supplies. They had been on sale and he'd needed things for washing at home. He would probably keep one of the cloths on his person take it to his camp. He wiped his forehead with said cloth and stuffed it back into a bag as he made his way across the plaza towards a supermarket that knew sold large bottle of water. He was set food-wise for the journey, he had made sure of that when he found a shop that was having a sale on such items. His next steps after he had gotten some water were to head to the hospital and borrow some medical supplies. Just in case of injuries or infections he liked to have bandages, pain killers and antibiotics on hand.
Cato looked down, guiltily remembering telling Kat about the job. "My shadow... it's a moving substantial thing... that's my power" he muttered, "I never really needed any other weapon... since I became corrupted anyway." He turned away and took a deep breath, he hadn't known that demon was still out there, he'd thought it was safe, he'd was trying to help! Regardless of his intentions he'd put her in danger and the only thing he could do would be to finish things as quickly as possible. He turned back to Will, "if this thing is still out there, why hasn't anyone done anything?"
Arron dragged himself into the pub and without giving even a thought to his surroundings sat himself down on a stool at the bar. He called over the bartender and ordered a drink, thinking back to yesterdays events whilst waiting. He had found the man in the alley and after checking him over realized who he was, he remembered the mans face from a while back as he had been in the hospital several time. He was a low-life demon hunter whom had little to no talent in his profession. This was why that upon realizing this mans identity Arron was quick to flee the scene. There hadn't been all to much to be concerned about, The man was just asleep and when he woke up he would be able to take care of himself, no need to intervene.
After that he made his way to the cafe only to realize that the clock he had checked on the way to the plaza had been slow. So slow in fact that rather than having a few hours before work Arron had little under twenty minutes to get there. When this dawned upon him he quite literally jumped out his seat and knocked over several people as he sprinted through the plaza, towards his workplace. Nothing really exciting happened at his work, his boss had a rant at him for several hours and then he went on to do his duties. As a part time nurse most of Arron's duties included tending to patients needs, cleaning equipment, check ups and generally anything the doctors didn't want to do. By the time all these duties had been completed the night had passed and the sun was rising, signalling a new day for most of the residents of the city.
It was then that his little flashback was interrupted as because Arron was so caught up in his own little daydream he was somewhat surprised when a glass on beer skid across the table and toppled over his arm, spilling its contents all over himself and the counter. This shock yanked him back to reality and following a quick apology towards the bartender for making a mess Arron headed into the mens toilets to clean himself up.
Arron was pulled from his dreaming by a strong vibration that shook his whole apartment. The room seemed to lurch to one side and Arron was relucantly pulled from his bed sheets and thrown to the floor. Before he had a chance to get up from the rotting wooden floor and to his feet he found himself bombarded by cigarette packets and various books of medicine, all falling from the shelf above his bed which he had told himself a countless number of times to remove or at least secure. Under the pile of paper the man groaned, letting out a heavy sigh before emerging from the heap. It seemed that one morning too many started off like this and such chaotic happenings were becoming more frequent around the old secondhand apartment he called home.
As Arron got to his feet he looked towards the window, expecting to see something that might indicate what time it was. Unfortunatley the window had been borded up so tightly not even a single ray of light crept through. Next he would normally check his mobile but he knew that it had ran out of charge after it had cut out halfway through a call between his boss and himself last night. With nothing else to do he pulled on some clean clothes and his lab coat then stumbled through the apartments to emerge in a long narrow alley. As he made his way through these slums he glanced upwards only to realise that the area he was in was sheltered, metal sheets bridging across the gaps and boarding out sunlight like it were an enemy. Arron himself didn't understand why he had decided to take up residence in such a dark place where the only illumination was from the occasional open window or lantern. As the tired and depressed man made his way down the street he couldn't help but swear, it had become routine that he scold him self for being so stupid and buying an apartment he cause it was cheap.
The final remnants of the countryside disappeared as the city crept up around the train. Cato Evans stared intently at the dark shape on the horizon, Haven City, the Cursed Haven, it had definitely been a while. The city had changed since he'd lived there too, if the rumors were to be believe his old home was now one of the most heavily demon infested areas in the world. He sighed, ever since he made the decision to return he'd been hoping to find some connection to the place but so far he felt nothing.
Time passed quickly and soon the train was swallowed by the city. Cato gazed up at the massive dark buildings around him feeling small. The tired voice of the driver informed the passengers they would soon be reaching their destination. Cato gathered his bags as the train came to a stop, he smiled unable to ignore the excitement he was feeling. The doors swung open and the passengers wearily, filed out onto the cold platform. Cato took a deep breath, this was it, this was the beginning.
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