Samantha flashed her dark smile at her sister. "Well of course, why change?" Something that sounds as a chuckle passes across Samantha's blood stained lips, her gaze cutting towards the other approaching police cars, people running and screaming towards the authorities and pointing in the direction of where her and her sister stand

She watched with a deadly smirk as it had seemed it was her own sister causing the havoc in the area, the lightning striking down had caught her attention as it hit the car with a bright explosion. Flitting towards her sister she stopped only a few meters in front of her "It seems you still have an evil side in you after all these years my dear sister" her voice was a soft and smooth as velvet even after centuries.

As Samantha stepped over the now dead male and spat his flesh to ground from her mouth her gait faltered slightly as she felt a presence not long felt, but Samantha meerly shrugged her shoulders, her eyes dark with anger. The sirens grew closer and with the slightest wave of her hand several lightening bolts streaked the sky from out of no where before they shot down and struck one of the police cars rendering it useless

pulling into a parking lot, Katherine gets out and looks around, her iris a brilliant glow of silver. People looked at her and noticed adnormal beauty that radiated from her, her auburn curls fell in ringlets around her shoulders down to her waist. The sounds of sirens reached her ears just as the rich smell of blood reached her nose, inhaling such a delicate aroma she began to follow the scent like a tracker would in silence.

Samantha heard the sirens but she simply sneered at the sound, her rage had only peeked and she had no intent of stopping yet. Fixing her gaze on the fleeing people she phased into the ground and rose up before a young male and wrapped her slender hand around his throat, his hands futily beating at her arms as she tightened her grip, slowly cutting off his air ways while her ivory fangs glinted in the moonlight. "Don't worry the pain won't last long" any softness or seductive tone that her voice normally held was now replaced with nothing but a cold chill. Her hand tightened even more while her hand holding her weapon snaked around the male and pulled his form against her form. Releasing her hand from his neck and she lowered his mouth to his flesh before tearing away the front of his throat, flesh hung from her mouth while blood ran down her chin. The male made a gurgling noise as she released his body and watched as he slowly died.

The acrid smell of blood and death begins to weigh heavy in the night air. Samantha inhales the scent deeply, her chest heaving with the deeply breath before she slowly exhales, then begins to walk forward again. The screams of police sirens and ambulance's echo off of the tall buildings as the pass them and grow ever closer to the town centre, Samantha pays them no heed and just walks forward.

With each step Samantha begisn to gather electricity to her, a soft humming beginning to eminate from her body, while sparks leap from her form and then are drawn back to her again. Slwly she raises her left hand before her, a bright light begins to grow in size while Samantha focuses all the electricity to her palm, beings run up to her and she simply pushes them away sending them flying backwards, some hitting the trunks of trees while others simply fall to the ground. With a slow turn of her body she watches as several people run towards her, mith her smile only darkening she unleashes the ball of electricity towards them and watches as the ground blows away beneath them, body parts flying through the air. Screams rise in the night, but to Samantha they seem to be in the far off distance.

Stepping up behind a femme of unknown age Samantha swung her blade at the female's neck then laughed darkly as the head was severed from the body and fell with a quiet thud to the ground while the body remained standing for several moments, blood spraying briefly before trickling down the now headless neck before it finally crumpled and fell to the ground beside the once attached head. Samantha's fang began to extend from her gums while her eyes reached the color of coal. Bringing her blade to her mouth she slide her tongue over the steel, licking off the blood before she again started to walk forward, her rampage only beginning.

With her head hung down, but her ever darkening eyes cast forward, her arms hang at her side, Zexem extends from her arm and she drags the tip of the blade behind her slightly upon the grass, the lonliness of Kain being gone taking hold of her and she was not the type to break down in tears so she was going to express her hurt and heart ache through rage and brutal murder. She knew there was no one to stop her as her dark, evil smile again draw across her crimson lips, the trenchcoat she wore ruffled behind her with the slight breeze while her hair blew gently around her form.

Stepping from the shadows, the moon reflects off the necklace around her neck, the sign of The Creed clearly eveident to anybody that would happen to look. Samantha's normal amethyst hues darken ever so slightly, a look of indifference on her face as if she didn't care who saw her or knew who she was. With a snarl she slowly turns her head looking for somebody, anybody to serve her purpose. She had the urge to kill just for the sake of killing, to feel the warm blood splattering against her face and to hear the sound of bones breaking at her hands.

Keona: With them still being near the tree, the neko-jin leaned against the tree with her arms crossed. "Well then I guess that would be a no, so why dont you really tell my why your following me" she asked intrigued and straight to the point with smile as her fingers drummed against her pale skin in the reflecting sun.

Vincent: Well your the one who's gonna tell me aren't you? *he stood his ground, his grin widening for a moment before it faded and exhaled cigar smoke out of his mouth away from the nekojin*

Keona: She chuckled half heartedly "Wow does that line really work" she mused with a smile, with her feline agility she jumped off the tree and landed in front of the male, her mahogany curls bouncing around her shoulders.

Vincent: You got a problem with guys following you doll, maybe you shouldn't swing your fany so much when you walk. *he grined as he looked upon her form*

Keona: Rising from her perched position, she stood up and leaned against the trunk of the tree, her blue hues were fixiated on the male that aproached in her direction. "Is there a reason why your following me?" she asked curiously as her tail swayed behind her form.

Vincent: *he continues to follow the scent trail of the nekojin, her smell raises into a tree naerby, he smirks at her attempt to catch him of gaurd and decides to play along as he continues to walk foreward*

Keona: With her hightened sense of hearing that her cat ears picked up, she could hear the quickened pace that followed her. Grinning she dodged through some people then lept up onto a tree branch of one of the magnolia trees, sitting perched on the branched she eyed the male from earlier waiting for him to catch up.

Vincent: *his eyes narrow as the scent of the nekojin trails away, he decides to follow suit, tailing her as she wandered yet far enough back that his head is a meer spec among hundreds of faces. His 6th sense and high sense of smell allowing him to follow her with ease no matter how far ahead she may get*

Keona: The female neko, pays for the accesories she bought and began to weave through the people that occupied the city square, she payed no mind to figure that stood alone atop the buildings. Sauntering away she left the croweded area to find someplace more suitable to her liking.

Vincent: *he notices her looking in his direction, a small smirk played upon his lips until interupted by a sudden silence within the square. He shot his eyes about the square finding that it was still indeed heavily populated yet their voices did not reach his ears, nor the sounds of their actions. It was as if he were amongust the dead watching the living. His eyes suddenly stop at an odd figure purched atop a high roof, shrouded in black*

Keona could feel eyes focused on her, casually looking over her shoulder she spotted that male that was perched up against a wall, the stench of the cigar reached her nose causing her to wrinkle it. Shaking her head she turned back around to the merchant as if he didnt bother her at all.

Vincent: *his nose picked up the scent of a nekojin nearby causing him to further stir as his cigar continued to burn. He lifted his head and turned to the scents direction spotting the neko glancing at a corner store*

Keona sauntered into the fairly busy city square, she was greeted by the sounds of chatter that caused her neko ears to fluster. Her deep sea blue eyes looked around at her sightings, she was new to the town and yet she was confident in herself that she didnt need to look lost, her tail swayed back and forth behind her as she walked idly forward. With her hand in her front jeans pocket she stoped at a venders booth to look at the accesories they were selling.

Within the crowded square many a being wandered. All going about their business, feeding, dining, dancing amoungst the moonlight or simply leaning against a wall. As one in particular does. His long red hair hung over his face while his arms lay folded in front his chest. Thick muscalr arms covered by a black leather jacket. His legs covered by jeanns of matching color as do his shoes. A freashly lit cigar hangs from his mouth as a night loving couple wanders by. The smoke from the cigar scowered his face rising over his head before disappating in the air. His attention was nonexistant, his mind was floating yet alert. And even more so when a certain scent peeks through that of his cigar and nearest surroundings. Slowly his eyes open to reveal his crimson pupils, at which point he exhaled a cloud of smoke from his nostrils which was followed by his hard boiled voice* "Well...I'll...be....damned."

GAle grew bored of just standing here when he remembered a store that had just about anything. "Wal-Mart I think it is called" He said to himself. Now at least he had an objective, even if it was a silly one, he had to walk to Wal-Mart.