A Bloody Night

[Sammy]

NSFW warning for Ultra-Violence, Gore, Cursing
OOC: These events occured 08-05-2020 and are in connect to this Tattler Article viewtopic.php?f=154&t=33336&p=196305#p196305


If the Red Dragon Inn was the beating heart of Rhy'din? The Market was its stomach. The very core of its essence, the food that fed it, the coin that flowed and every single tourist seemed to make their way right to the central fountain that dominated the center courtyard that spanned across the various market stalls and buildings. Anything and everything could be bought, can be found in the Market. Even at the very late hour of the night it was still usually busy, with late-night buyers, shady dealers meeting to go off, and the teenagers of Rhy'din stagger back drunk to their homes.

But not tonight.

Heels clacked along the cobblestones haphazardly, as she did her very best to seem normal amongst the night. Dressed in a nice dress, having just returned from a dinner that had been sent back to the palace of pleasures in New Haven, it was only when she landed herself dead center of the Market that she felt it. That tinge of something wrong. The strange silence that preceded a raising of tension. Sammy's muscles tightening as her foot slowly started to roll backward, a breath taken in. There was movement. Shadows were starting to move without an object to make them.

Sammy's gaze started to slowly turn into a dangerous icy cold, as the Kunai would slide down into her hand as there were more shadows moving. "Are these my type?" The voice trailed off in whispers across the entire Marketplace, Mateo's visage appearing slightly in front of Sammy with a taunting gaze. "I gave you a chance... what's your answer?"

"Go fuck yourself, Mateo." Her words hissed through clenched teeth as she jabbed outwardly with the Kunai at the speed incomprehensible to the human eye, only to watch as her ex-fiancé dodged at the same speed and away. In a blink of the eye, he was several dozen feet away, hands in his pockets. "A pity then, it won't be my hands that strangle the life out of you." He cackled and turned, mundane steps carrying him into the shadows only to be replaced with a hunched figure.

Several of these figures began to come from the shadows. Their skin pale and almost cracking from lack of nourishment, as drool began to run down either side of their mouths: fangs protruding outward from their agape jaws. Each looked... normal. They were not beasts but men and women... or at the very least were. Now they have become something different... something beastly.

There was a single, fleeting moment to react. In that moment dozens of yards could be covered, several strikes laid, weapons emptied and reloaded twice over: considering the speeds that Sammy operated at. However, this wasn't an average thug or even a slightly improved person. These were beast of the night. Starving beasts. They were equal to her, if not terrifying for their lack of consciousness.

Teetering on the edge of the speed of sound, the eight vampires descended upon their prey. Cobblestones tossed in fragments from the impacts caused by the speed. Sammy was surrounded, and that fleeting moment had been wasted.

Claw's lashed through the distinct lack of clothing and right into the purchase of skin, blood-spewing in several directions as the blur of motion had resulted in one of the lesser vampires sliced from head to toe in half, the innards of its body hissing against the cobblestones, the sheer act of being exposed to the night air caused them to turn gelatinous and melt. Soon there would be nothing but a husk of a body left, to turn to dust in the light of the morning. However, that was one. There were still seven more.

Sammy had gotten some distance, her clothing ripped in several places, and her exposed skin shredded to pieces, having only managed to prevent her own intestines from being exposed. Silvered kunai was steaming as the vampiric blood was burning off of its surface and took a painfully slow moment to pop a blood-grape candy right into her lips. Suckling on it for a moment as it was her turn to take the offensive.

Rini had done her one favor and made a weapon Charm. Kunai's and her concealable p250? Easy enough to tuck against skin with the smallest bit of clothing. However, these needed something... bigger. Soon the modified weapon appeared in her hand, the long barrel with the wide bore looked slick... but menacing. There was a half breath exhaled out before the trigger depressed and a loud BOOM echoed.

Clattering against the cobblestone was a large .50 BMG casing, as Sammy looked towards the Lesser vampire that had been turned to paste but the explosive bullet laced with silver that had entered into its collarbone and tumbled up towards the neck.

Bang

There was a second shot, followed by a blood spray from Sammy's shoulder as Mateo, hidden away in the shadows, ensured that his target wouldn't have it at all easy to survive. Spinning on his heels he finally left Sammy to her death, whistling quietly. Sammy gripped to her shoulder, as she tossed her hand cannon over to her off-hand as she whistled in a breath as she was being beset again by the Vampires.

Staggered in their approach, she was almost too late to react to the first that came towards her. Jabbing the Kunai-dagger forward into the fanged mouth of the Vampire, she wrenched it around: splitting open its face and letting its brain matter spill out as she took a slow to step forward and ducked. The claws of another vampire skirting just over her spinal cord, dragging with it the first level of the skin. BOOM BOOM. Two of the .50 rounds penetrated through the Vampire and into one behind it, again turning it into nothing more than meat paste for some supernatural meatloaf.

Four. Four were standing and tackling Sammy to the ground as she disposed of the body used as a shield. Fangs and claw's ripping and tearing skin away as Sammy bellowed out a pained scream and struggled.

She cares about you.

There was a Rallying cry from Sammy, her right hand wretched painfully through the fangs of the vampire feasting on her right arm, gripping to the back of its throat inside and clawing until there was something to hang onto. That makeshift handhold was all she needed to pull herself free of the other three, as she spun and planted the vampire she was grabbing ahold of against one of the market buildings: bricks strengthened against constant explosions meant they could handle the slamming. While nowhere near as strong as Tetra, or even Octavia, she had the tenacity to make something happen.

And she was pissed.

That handhold was clawed further until there was a bone that started to make a horrific crackling sound under her weight, as her heel pressed into the vampire's thigh, and she heaved. Ripping part of the spinal cord out of the beast and letting it fall lifeless to the ground, bile pouring from its mouth and mixing with her now rapidly draining blood supply. Yet there was intense focus at the now intimidated remaining three vampires.

Yet, it was too late for them to run. With immense speed, Sammy crossed the distance between the building she stood at and one of the remaining vampires. Hands and fingers delving into the eye sockets as she used her momentum to slingshot the vampire hundreds of feet into the air, though her fingers locked in place and tore off the skull cap: a horror-filled scream echoing amongst the shadows as the last two Vampires slowly backed up a few steps

"Where the fuck you going." she hissed, as she looked the part of a monster more than the vampires. Blood dripped down off of her body as she charged forward. A hand cradling up one of the Vampires into her grasp, as her knee came upwards and the body of the vampire came down until it was bent fully in half: innards spewing out as the folded Vampire was tossed aside.

Slowly, icy blue eyes turned towards the final vampire, as she knelt down carefully and picked up the silvered Kunai that was lodged in the remnants of one of the husks, before slowly straightening up. With her blood pressure falling and the lack of blood in her system starting to take over, she had to make it count. Charging at one another, Sammy smirked and remained grounded as the Vampire leaps up to try and land atop her.

Extended her right arm out, the Kunai caught the vampire with a forceful impact and sent it flying back into a nearby wall, the Kunai itself embedded through the clavicle and into the bricks, as the weight of the vampire caused it to slide downwards: splitting open from the entrance point to the top of the head. Watching the last one fall, Sammy dropped to a knee in pain, as she took in a breath and felt the world around her begin to spin. She needed to get somewhere safe... And her home was far too far to go.

With the last bits of energy that she had, she sprinted towards the seaside... towards the Triumph. "Gary... need... open door...." Her voice barely made a noise as she bolted to the Triumph.