William sipped away at his sweet red wine and tilted his glass slightly toward the full moon, "A lovely night." he thought aloud. Though the luxuries of wine and dining suited his fancy, he was in need a good feeding. He finished his glass and glided his way down the central staircase, grabbing his trench coat on his way out.

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Aerostaph glanced down into the thinning crowds that pervaded through the city's streets. He was scoping out his target for the night. Killing to him was just another addiction, nothing more, nothing less.

Walking down the street Gabriel ducked into an alley noticing someone watching him,"Who is there" he yelled.

"Don't worry, you're not a human." Aerostaph whispered as he entered the alley swiftly. "I nigh forgot my manners...I am Aerostaph." he bowed politely.

Sheathing his sword he had drawn and hidden behind him he said politely, "my name is Gabreil nice to meet you as well."

"So why are you watching these people you aren't here to feed so why are you" Gabreil asked casually.

"I kill for the Hell of it." he replied coldly. "You are more than welcomed to join me."

"I don't kill without reason and i don't take too kindly to people that do..." Gabriel snapped.

"My boy, everything happens for a reason. My reason for killing tonight is no game. I am trying to right a wrong done unto my younger sister. There is a bastard that is going to pay, if you must know." Aerostaph replied calmly.

"Now that is a different story" Gabriel stated sheathing his sword yet again, "I wouldn't mind assisting for something that hanous."

"I'm an elf, and that makes you...?" Aerostaph quirked an eyebrow.

"Not human why do you want to know?" Gabriel asked.

"I've never felt your type of aura before." Aerostaph replied, eyeing a young bald man.

"Well there aren't too many of us left around here... I am a demon" Gabreil said watching the man as well. "Is that the man you speak of?"

"He fits the description." Aerostaph replied. "My sister said he is mediocre in height and weight, lanky and bald. He is also fair-skinned as she mentioned. I want to follow him. If he heads near a bar, then this is our guy."

"Very well i will assist you in finding out if its him but you must be sure" Gabreil said dissapearing into the shadows.

Aerostaph kicked off of the building and then the opposite building and repeated that until he was atop of the buildings again. He quickly dashed to catch up with the possible culprit for the blasphemy commited against his sister. He smiled coldly when he saw him turn toward the area known as "the strip" where all of the whore houses, drug manors, bars and so forth were housed.

"I do believe it is him don't you" Gabreil said appearing beside Aerostaph. "So when are you going to take him?"

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Aerosette sat in her bed, against the wall with her knees to her chest. She was very shaken up and didn't know what to do. She was the worst person alive! Why her? She took five showrs, but nothing, no amount of scrubbing could ever purify the sin that was forced upon her virgin body. She wanted to die more than anything...she hadn't done anything to deserve what she had received. Her brother understood everything, and could even decipher her words through the hysterical tears and unleashed yelps of agony.

"What would he do? What could he do?" she whispered as another broken tear hit her flesh. "I tried to lead a normal life and blend in with humans...and this is what I get!?!" she slammed her fist through the glass of the window. Withdrawing her hand and staring at the glass shards and the streams of blood a cold smirk came across her face, "I didn't feel that. That pain is nothing compared to what has happened."

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"As soon as I am positive." Aerostaph replied. He was clenching his fist and gritting his teeth as the fire from hell coursed through his veins. His blood was boiling and that man had no mercy coming his way.

"Very well" Gabreil said calmly, "Now we wait."
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