A New Kind of War Zone [Open]

[The Saint]

That old 1942 Harley was parked three blocks down at a public parking lot, it's kickstand down and it's rifle holsters empty. It's owner was walking down the side of the street with his hands in the pockets of his black bomber jacket and an unlit cigarette hanging slightly off his lips. There was a lot of gang activity in this area, however, recently the gangs have been keeping off the streets at night because of a mysterious man who had been getting involved in their skirmishes and causing high casualties to both sides.

Levi always had some form of reputation no matter where he went. He could hear the rattling of chains and the clicking of guns around the corner. He heard a few curse words yelled out loud, and a few prayers muttered under heavy fearful breaths. The first gunshot rang out and chains and knives went flying. Levi put one hand on the handle of his trench knife and walked a little more briskly. The gang fight was a good two blocks away and he'd have to walk fast to get there before too much bloodshed had occurred. After all, Levi wanted to have his fun too.

[Kiala]

Violet didnt noramly get involved in the day to day buisness of her clan. But local members had been talking about trouble with a rival gang. They were not human, and deffinately not a Camarilla. She decided to check it out seeing as she was in NYC for a couple days. She changed into her more normal blue jeans, a white tank top and a black corset. On her hip are twin black single action armies.

They went to check on this rival gang's turf. She was the Primogen, and even though it is rare..she decided to get ivolved. Most the gang were using 9mil's, but there were a couple using more modern colt revolvers, even one with a Colt Anaconda. The came across the other gang on their turf.

When they came upon the other gang, she knew what there were from their aura. Regular kine...except for a couple ghoul's. Who they bellonged to she didn't know. But they were messing with her money flow.

Violet turns to the group she had brought with her. five in all. Two other brujah, and three ghoul's and say's,--"gun 'em down....no prisoner's boy's and girl's!!"

With that she pulled the trigger, and began fireing off all twelve rounds in duel SAA's.

[The Saint]

A familiar scent crossed Levi's nose. "A kindred... F@#$!" He screamed loudly. His brisk walk slowly turned into a sprint. It was at this point in time that Levi wished he had taken time to learn the physical discipline of celerity, but he preferred to know vicissitude. He hand then ripped his trench knife out of his pocket and a mouth opened up on his left hand biting the handle so his digits could remain free.

He came up on the scene just in time for the guns to begin open firing. He had a split second to react before the Brujah killed all of his potential victims. Levi ran up and placed a hand on her shoulder in order to vault himself over her. Yeah, he probably put himself in the way of her gun, but he took the several bullets that tore through his torso and then slashed the throats of the two young gangbangers he had just saved. The Malkavian turned around and smiled at the girl then rushed into the fight slashing throats, taking bullets and drinking blood as needed.

Levi reached into his jacket and pulled out his Mauser pistol and fired two shots into the skull of another, and punched one in the face with the gaurd of his trench knife. Levi would've been quite the sight to behold, dressed in loose jeans, a white wife beater, wearing a WWII bomber jacket and pilot's cap with the goggles of a WWI motorcyclist around his neck, wielding a WWI Trench Knife and a pistol used by Germans in WWII. He then grabbed one of the men by the neck, the man seemed to be in pain, then Levi removed his palm and a fanged bite mark had been left.

[Kiala]

Violet felt something on her shoulder and it threw off her aim. That made her a very unhappy brujah. She put three rounds in the fool's back. He was still up wich made him a kindred or a ghoul, and she detected the feint scent of a Kindred. He was slaughtering the humans so she didn't mind to much. She they gunned down the remainder of the gang. She eye'd the kindred holding the kine by his throat. When he removed his hand she saw fang marks, and caught a brief glimpse of a fanged mouth on the palm of his hand.

She saw the mad gleam in his eye--""your a malk...arent you...whats your name?"-- She eyed him, feeling out his aura...his aura was to chaotic to tell what faction he belonged too...but there was the taint of diablorai about him. Possibly a sabat.--"So...how is Liet?"

[The Saint]

The Malkavian smiled once more, sheathing his trench knife. Yes there was a mad gleam in his eye. Madness working it's way, but he knew he was severely outgunned and outnumbered. He had no clue who Liet was and until he could get backup he was a sitting duck. He smiled and his lips would spurn lies.

"I am Antitribu. More specifically... Tzimisce Antitribu." Levi said with a light, friendly, and somewhat eerie smile. He placed an index finger on his forearm and traced it down his arm leaving an indented trail where he was crafting his own flesh. He then put away his German Pistol and looked at the ground. There was a man dying, but still alive. He looked to Violet. "You gunna eat that?" He said pointing to the man lying on the ground in pain. "And I know not who Liet is, and my name is War Phantom... at least that's what they used to call me." He walked over to the dying man. The last part was not a lie.

[Kiala]

Violet was reloading her guns as she listened to the Malkavian. He said several things that peeked her intrest. He didnt know Liet..his own primogen..and he was lying about being Tzimisce..but not antitribu. And he wasnt lying about what he usedbe be called. He was a malkavian antitribu. When he asked if they were going to eat that she motioned to one of her brujah to get the human

"We need him...he is going to answer a few questions for us...tell me, how is it you dont know the name of your own primogen?--she levels a single revolver the kindred as two of the ghouls threw the bound and gagged human in tha back of a van.

"I realy dont like people that lie to me darlen..so ye might want t' deside on tellen me the truth..and bare in mind sweety...your aura will tell me all I need to know if ye be a lien to me"

[The Saint]

Levi smiled holstering his pistol in his jacket. He then grabbed a flashlight that was clipped on one of his belt loops and held it up. It was an old looking flashlight, at least fifty years old if not more. "I'm not lying about most of what I said." Levi held it up in the air. "I'm just a harmless kindred looking for a meal. I've done no wrong girlie... so just move on and leave me." He then flicked on the light switch to the flashlight on and off on and off in a strange pattern a few times before he returned it to his belt.

Levi then reached onto his arm and fixed the indention he had made. "Besides... if I'm lying about being a Tzimisce... how can you even tell? Auras don't tell if someone is lyin... they just tell our emotional state.. so if I'm a Malkavian wouldn't you be seeing just a swirl of emotional states and whatever else pops into my head. Also the Tzimisce are famous for trying to learn dementation, perhaps that's why I'm so loopy." He presented her with ideas and theories as to why he might not have been lying. However, from the tone of his voice it didn't sound as if he was trying to be too convincing. It more sounded like he was just buying time.

"And if I were a Malkavian Antitribu, do you think I would be so stupid as to come here and outright lie to a gang of kindred who could kill me without a thought, without some form of backup nearby? The idea is beyond the reasoning of an insane mind such as what you claim mine to be." Levi had just began talking circles and it more or less seemed like he was talking to hear himself.

[Kiala]

Violet watched the malkavian closely. You never knew what one of them might try. She spins her revolver once before holstering it and holding her hand out and snapping a finger. A moment later her long colt lever action is in her hand. She had watched those flashes and recognized them as old Morse code. She didn’t know exactly what he was saying, but she knew it was a signal. Maybe for a friend to come up. Maybe if he is sabbat he could be calling in a pack. Her eye’s glowed red as she looked around, watching for movement…

Instead she heard the sound of a diesel engine. She spun around and gaped. She swung up her riffle and shot first one and another, each shot tearing through the windows-- “GET OUT OF HERE” --she yell’s to her gang, shooting off several more rounds then spinning toward the sabbat and fired off three more rounds before booking it at top speed, spending her precious blood to get to her Indian. Two Brujah loaded into the van and were pealing out. She slid her gun into its holster.

She revved up the engine of her motorcycle. She wasn’t about to try and take on a military truck loaded down with sabbat. A couple of the ghouls were not so lucky. She saw them get tackled by malks. Violet hated to run, but she knew when was the right time to fight…and that wasn’t now. She also saw one young thin blood neonate get taken down. There was nothing she could do for them now. She pulled a revolver and fired off a couple shots before pealing out herself, heading for the Old Town Bar & Grill….she had a meeting with Julian later that night. He wasn’t going to like this.

[The Saint]

Levi cackled madly seeing the Brujah run. "Hahaha! Hey boys, what has two legs, two fists, and is yellower than a school bus!" Levi ran up to the driver side and pulled out the dead ghoul driver. "Move over, I wanna drive." He then got inside and started chasing after the gang in the truck. He had no intention of catching up with them, he just wanted to spook them. Another Malkavian ran up beside the vehicle and jumped inside. This Malk had a bolt action rifle, mostly used in WWI. The Malkavian leaned out the window and started taking pot shots at the gang as they ran after them.

Levi leaned out his window as well. He grabbed his pistol and aimed carefully. He was trying to shoot the Brujah girl in the shoulder as she got to her motorcycle. It was tough, and a hard shot, but he squeezed the trigger. He knew he probably didn't make it, but he wanted to at least scare her a bit. "Brujah!!!" He screamed. They all drove past his own motorcycle. He then stopped the truck once he had passed it and got out. "Hehe..." He holstered his gun and walked toward his motorcycle. The Camarilla now knew the Sabbat had invaded. He had hoped to keep it a secret for a bit longer.

[Kiala]

Violet heard the roar od the deisel engine beind her and she kooked back to see it pursuing her and her gang. She cursed under her breath in spanish. Stinken Malk's...stinken Sabbat!!!". She heard gun shots, one tore through he shoulder. Another hit her bike. Okay, now she was mad. Violet powersild to a stop and turned around and road head long at the now parked truck an the malk getting on his harley. She roared by, shooting off all four remaining rounds in her Single Action Army, aiming to return the favor of being shot...and haveing her bike shot.

As soon as she was passed she holstered the revolver and drew out her Lever action again and opened fire, shooting at the malks, and their truck. She had one shot left, and once again aimed at the leader before roaring bye and after her gang, holstering the riffle as she went along. She was in a foul foul FOUL mood now.

She soon caught up to her gang and tossed her riffle over to them--"Meet up at the Oldtown Bar...split up for now"--she took the time reload her emptied revolver, then sped off. She was going to be late for her meeting with Julian.

(Violet Exit)

[The Saint]

Levi watched as she roared by them. She hit a couple of his Malkavian followers, and a round hit him in the leg. He fell, but took a couple seconds to let the wound heal. When he stood up he saw she was coming around again. She had already unloaded on their truck tearing a few holes in it, nothing that a little cosmetic patch up couldn't fix, but then she started gunning for him again.

Levi stood up just in time to get a round pumped through his chest. He looked down at his now ruined shirt and jacket and gave a sigh. "Well at least she missed my baby." He said turning around. He then looked at his cycle to see a round had been pumped into the tire. "Damnit! I have to special order those. Dumb broad." He screamed loudly. "Boys... load up my bike... let's get outt-" He then heard her voice, his hearing heavily enhanced by his Auspex. He smiled and walked to the back. "On second thought... Boys ya'll need to get outta town... I'm gunna fleshcraft myself and grab some fresh duds and a new bike. I got a score to settle."

Levi started whistling as he loaded up his stuff onto the truck, threw his jacket, hat, and goggles into the truck, then began walking off into the night whistling a haunting tune. "I'll see you boys at the base." He said back to them as he walked off into the night. His hands moved up to his face and began changing it's features.

(Levi exit.)