March 1st 2014

Subject(s): Bernard Laguardia, Razputine Panzerfuast, D, Cavan Dolan


The moon is gone. The night is black.  Cavan sits in the bush in the parking lot of the hotel, breathing heavily behind his mask, eyes fixated on the hotel room on the second floor directly in front of him.


His orders haven't come in yet. He arrived only this past morning, but he has been itching to get a chance to go after D. The dirty traitor. To separate from His glory was unforgivable.


He'll die... let me kill him... let me....
Almost gleeful.

He mutters excitedly under his breath. He can barely contain himself. He runs a finger along his blade, a long, steel knife. Suddenly he lower his knife and falls silent. Even through he small holes in his mask, his eyes widen noticeably. He's received his orders.


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Raz sits at his desk, clicking idly through his internet browser, eating some toast.


Bernard is laying back in the bed, watching the TV and occasionally glancing over at Raz.


... are we going to talk about what D did to the poor innocent pers-


He didn't do it... clearly they just found us and left a message for us... 


Raz snaps, glancing over his shoulder, though his eyes betray his doubt in his own words. Raz turns his head back around and takes a bite from his toast.


He couldn't have... wouldn't have done something so awful...


There's a soft rattling at the door, the rattling becoming louder. Bernard jumps and scrambles to the other side of the bed, hiding as best as he can. Raz leaps to the kitchen and grabs his kitchen knife and turns to face the door, walking to his desk and moving his chair out of the way.


The rattle shakes harder and harder before there's a soft 'click' and the door swings open.


Cavan stands in the doorway, knife held loosely at his side, his head cocked to the side.


So nice to meet you finally... Raz... and of course... D. You two are monsters... and you deserve to die... Not even my wonderful Master wants anything to do with you anymore... We need information... and that's it...


The words come out slowly, and full of venom.


Raz just smirks and grips his blade harder before rushing forward silently, briefly stepping on the bed to launch himself at Cavan.


Cavan calmly steps to the side of the doorway, Raz coming crashing out onto the walkway, hitting the railing before he swings to his right and slashes out at Cavan. Cavan takes another step back before he slices out at Raz with his own knife, red splattering against the window. An audibly gasp and whimper comes from within the hotel room as Bernard sees the blood. Raz hisses as he grabs his cheek, a deep slash almost making it through the meaty flesh. His shoulders shake slightly before suddenly he grins widely, and moves the hand now covered in his blood to his face and smears it on, almost like his own mask. D shifts the grip on his blade before lunging forward and stabbing at Cavan's chest.


Cavan is taken aback by the transition from Raz to D and just barely manages to jump to the side, catching the blade across his chest and gasping in pain and surprise. He starts to swing his blade around to stab D right in the shoulder but D stops suddenly and throws himself to the side, slamming his body into Cavan's, sending them over the railing and down to the concrete below. Cavan lands first on his back before D crashes right ontop of him, crushing his ribs instantly. D rolls off the stumbles on all fours for a second before standing up unsteadily and looking at the twitching, broken form of Cavan.


I'm going to enjoy... pulling you apart...
Don't talk... just act...
Too late...
D hisses between clenched teeth, switching his blade to his other hand, limping slowly back over to the now almost convulsing body of Cavan. Suddenly a black liquid begins pouring out from behind the mask, pooling on the ground. At first D just thinks that Cavan is hurt, before his whole body begins shaking. D whips around and there He isss. D cccowers, unaaable to face his old Masterrr. Heee leans dddown towards D. Hhheee reaches out to touch D's face, a fllleeting touch, and it pppasses quickly, but D collapses in a heap. Cavan is suddenly gone and D is left, unconscious on the ground. Bernard has been screaming for Raz and comes out onto the walkway and looks down, seeing the huddled form of D on the ground below. He rushes to his side, eager to take care of him.