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As the door opened, Draven stopped and looked at the man on the threshold. "Are you, Vincent St. Claire?"

"I am and I am taking a guess that you are Draven Phillips. The mighty lord liberator of the United States. What can I do for you?"

With a nod, "I am seeking someone and something led me to seek you out. Do you have any knowledge of a Lady Anais?"

Vincent took pause and remembered the name that the lady gave upon first being captured, "no, that name is not familiar. Should I know who that is?"

Draven looked at the man and knew he was lying, but wondered why. "Well then, I must be mistaken. I will leave you be. Enjoy your evening." He turned and started off the porch.

Vincent closed the door but knew that Draven wasn't going to leave quietly. He had a feeling that the man was not going to give up that easily. He quickly made his way to his observation room and worked the outside cameras to watch the man.

Draven slipped around the mansion until he found the back side where he figured the bedrooms would be. Once there he started looking for any windows that looked like they were keeping someone in. Making note that there were at least three windows with bars on them. He sent a message to Nog for him to come and peer inside to see of he recognized the lady....

To be continued....

As Vincent watched the screens he saw the gargoyle lift from the trees. "Hm, so he is able to create those." He said as he pushed a button on the control panel. Before Nog could high enough to see in any of the windows something shot out of the mansion's wall with the sound of a bang, the gargoyle's head was severed from it's body and the body crashed to the ground.?

Draven let out a yell of anguish as he felt the blood bond between him and Nog be severed at the sudden death. Enraged with blinding anger Draven increased his speed and made for the front door of the mansion. He crashed through it and was met with gun fire.

Vincent was there among the chaos with a silver sword in hand. He ran at Draven swinging the sword and dodging bullets.

Draven dodged the bullets as best he could but was being hit as he ran towards Vincent, both of them intent on killing the other....

To be continued....

Chantel heard the explosions and gun fire. She made her way to Anias' room. She knew she had to protect the lady and she might find herself being the last form of defense between the lady and who ever had crashed through the door.

She unlocked the door and slipped inside. She found the lady unconscious on the bed. Deciding that the lady must have nourishment she pressed a button on the under side of the side table. Two men appeared came to the room. She gave them orders to gather an iv set and blood bags...she used a sharp nail and made a small puncture in Anais' finger, tasted the blood that appeared, then informed the men of the type of blood. Anais was part human and so they had to ensure she was supplied with the same blood type.?

Within a matter of minutes the catheter was placed and blood was flowing into the woman's veins. Her arms had been strapped down so that is she came too, she would not be able to rip the iv out of her arm.

(Draven/Vincent)

Draven saw the sword in Vincent's grip and he quickly scanned the room finding another sword mounted on a wall. He made for the sword and managed to get it off of the wall and around to block the first attack of Vincent.?

The gun fire had stopped as the two vampires moved into hand to hand combat. Both moving with vampiric speed and laying hits and blocks but no real connections, yet....

Tag: Anais?

Chantel heard the explosions and gunfire. She made her way to Anias' room. She knew she had to protect the lady and she might find herself being the last form of defense between the lady and whoever had crashed through the door.

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She unlocked the door and slipped inside. She found the lady unconscious on the bed. Deciding that the lady must have nourishment she pressed a button on the underside of the side table. Two men appeared and came to the room. She gave them orders to gather an iv set and blood bags...she used a sharp nail and made a small puncture in Anais' finger, tasted the blood that appeared, then informed the men of the type of blood. Anais was part human and so they had to ensure she was supplied with the same blood type.?

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Within a matter of minutes, the catheter was placed and blood was flowing into the woman's veins. Her arms had been strapped down so that if she came too, she would not be able to rip the iv out of her arm.

Anais?

Anais had drifted off into the blessed depth of sleep. It was quiet and peaceful and right where she wanted to be. So when she felt her body coming back to life, she fought and resisted. But it did not matter. Whatever was happening to her would not be stopped. With a gasp she awoke, trying to sit up only to find that she was tied. Her eyes, now red-rimmed from the blood that was being given to her, looked directly at Chantel. "What are you doing to me," she said pulling against the straps on her arms. "Why won't you people just leave me alone," she screamed. "Just leave me alone," she screamed again. "Leave me and my babies alone," screamed. "Just leave us alone," she screamed and she kept screaming the phrase over and over again.?