New York City

What a waste of time. All that work, for nothing. Raizel was practically steaming as he walked past the car. He kept on going, intent on walking home. For a moment, he stopped. But then again....I now have my answer. He sighed, walking again. My days of jokes and pranks seem to be over. If I want her to suffer, truly suffer, then I'm going to have to get serious about this. She will feel the pain I feel...even if I have to die for it, I don't care. My life....never had any meaning in the first place... Raizel took the back alleyways, almost hoping for a chance to run into some punks. He wasn't so much sad as he was angry about the way his life seems to have turned out. It was if he was meant for something more, something greater, but he wasn't seeing what it was. He couldn't see it. He stopped in an alley near his home, the same alley he had run to so many years ago. He put his back against one of the walls, sliding down to sit. He looked up. It looked as if the sun were about to rise over the town. Raizel didn't care. He looked back down, staring at the ground for a moment. Then, he smiled.
I'm going to die anyway. My power drains my very own lifeforce. The only question is....how much time do I have left? No, I can no longer waste my time on games. I have to do what I need to now, before I begin to lose my five senses. I guess it's too bad....Chandra and I could have been great together.
Raizel began to laugh, a dark and evil sound that reverberated throughout the alleyway.

If I have to die, then I'm taking you and all of your lackeys with me....

Jason rose to his feet, seeing the bar owner burst through spitting mad. He remained silent, and was the last person to exit the backroom as far as he knew. He looked around, seeing her destroy part of the stage and frowned. Something must've royally pissed her off, and he already didn't like the look of her mad. He watched Aniella move to try and comfort Chandra, crossing his arms as he stood by the bar. He watched Audrey leave, followed by the bouncer. It would make sense seeing as the place was closing up for the night. He looked at his watch, sighing at the time wondering how much extra he'd have to pay for a taxi back to his hotel. Jason looked around again the entire club seeming different with less people inside, and not so many flashing light.s <Hmm... No one ever told me about a cult attacking the bar.> He rather hoped that it was a 1 time thing, but he had a feeling that it wasn't. The head bad guy knew Chandra, on what seemed like a personal level so things could end up in any way....

The brightness in his eyes faded, being a little disappointed that his night was ended so abruptly as having only really met one person. He looked around at the empty bar, then turned to exit the club. He'd come again tomorrow, definitely... But something about this place just lost it's mystery and excitement for him. Not too big of a deal though, the half breed moved out and onto the street walking and looking around for the next free taxi to take him back to his hotel.