Zack gives a small frown “Well memories are difficult to deal with compared to dreams.” Looking down to her listening to all she explains about her entire fiasco of a problem. Zack lifts his hand itching the back of his head “well you have a name, locations tie you down so your free and your yourself you don’t need to be fully human just live as who you are!” He takes deliberation over how he could explain the next part on why people would want a killing machine he decided he would avoid that question as it was a sensitive area to talk over.

He took her to the bed laying her down He pulled a smaller tub of pills “These are painkillers for the headaches.” throwing them on the bed next to her. “I’m gonna go look for some clothes for you maybe some other bits and pieces will you be all right on your own for an hour.” Standing up he walked to the door without his coat or sword frowning at the many locks on the door ‘security extreme’. Turning back round he gave a friendly smile to Sin.

Basic instinct tells the lion-man not to approach the settlement and so Stasinus, decides to remain aloof. The ruins of the city are vast, and there may yet be other encampments and towns that might accept his kind. Powerful as he is, against so many the fight would be short and dares not enter any place unknown to him that lacks the scent of his kind. Heading north, the giant animal mutant vanishes into the night.



Through a small window a pair of unnaturally blue eyes curiously watched the two newcomers. They had been observing them since their arrival, but never looked long enough to trigger that 'sixth sense' that most denied to be true. Returning his eyes to the sink, the dishwasher continued to scrub a dirty pot in brownish coloured water.

He was a large man, heavily muscled with white hair. One might judge him to be around thirty years of age, but his perfect unblemished face made if difficult to determine. In fact at times his pale skin didn't seem real and despite the heat in the kitchen the man hardly sweat but his employer, however, couldn't be bothered to take notice of such things.

"Pheyd!" Called a small asian man known as Lu. "Clean-up at table 6 and remember to bring any tips to me."

One day of washing dishes for the anal restaurateur had felt like a week, but the job gave him food and place to sleep. Pheyd didn't have anything to trade, and what he had he wasn't about to part with so the dishwasher job was necessary for the time being.

Pheyd had quickly learned that his employer only cared about two things — 'Noodles and money' — and so he couldn't be bothered to take any notice whether his dish washer's eyes were too blue or his skin, at times, didn't appear to be natural. He had arrived at night and so the guards not being able to get a good look at his eyes had passed him through after he satisfied their questions. Since then, he kept his eyes low and stayed in the kitchen awaiting the arrival of someone who might be able to answer his own questions.

"Yes, Mr. Lu." Pheyd responded and exited the kitchen just as Bonnie had caught sight of the small window that she got a 'feeling' from. He had received that same feeling from she and her partner and knew they were hunters when he saw them. They moved differently than the others and their eyes just didn't 'look' at the world around them, they 'saw' it. What they hunted he did not know, but he felt as if they may have the answers he sought. Keeping his head low, and eyes to the floor, Pheyd wearing a filthy old apron walked into the crowded noodle house and began to clear the table.

Zack had been walking along when he felt an itch at the back of his skull turning round he wondered what could be wrong then a strong pang in his gut “SIN!” He felt something was wrong as he was running forward he heard a yell for his name then the click of something. Coming to a stop with as little noise as a dormouse would make. Zack gave a glance down the stairs seeing a ‘bear’ no he shook his head more hybrids this never went well he slowly crawled across into a corridor looking around he found a good sized stone. Hoping Carl would fall for the classic trick he threw it on the right stair case bouncing it so it sounded as if he had ran away into the building.

He listened to Carl’s footsteps as they approached the stairs slowly he went into a room next to the steps hearing Carl get closer and closer then stopping at the top. They waited Zack knew the longer he waited the worse it was for Sin he had to act. Grabbing a chair he took a deep breath he ran out Carl was quick ‘animal’ quick he dodged the thrown chair by Zack who dived at Carl both being bombarded down the stairs Zack winced as they both went tumbling down it all went black for a moment, Death?

Zack suddenly came to he could feel the burning of the moonlight through a window indeed he had died down the stairs they had been dangerous Carl lay in heap of broken bones as Zack should have been as well. Standing on one good leg which had escaped the pounding he hopped to the room picking up his inventory of items he couldn’t help but cough as he walked blood falling from his mouth dark black clotted blood walking back through the lobby he reached the door with a wince. He rounded the corner the thought of saving his si…. friend.

“Oi dickless bear I see you having troubles” holding the sword his eyes dull his arms like lead he stood before the bear he gave a shiver as he looked upon the beast his coat flapping around him he knew he should have stealth killed it but pride had overtaken him….again! The beast had Sin on a collar in the centre of the room.

Zack slowly walked in assessing the situation it was dire he felt disgusted at what he saw coughing slightly his silver eyes looking up at this bear-human…..Hybrid the word slipping into his mind then it was butted out “A coward!” His train of thought had been thought aloud as he looked upon the bear his statue changing slowly becoming calmer and straighter became less of the mess he had been, still he could feel bones grinding from his fall. He watched him snap his whip seeing Sintara flinch from the blows he felt it in the base of his skull a slight throbbing pain flashes before his eyes.

“Hell I’ll take her from you and rip you to shreds in the process.” He hears a small voice egging him on in the back of his head he felt the pain increase in the back of his skull suddenly it stopped calm and serene. He removed his gloves from his hands throwing them to the floor. “I’ll kill her reeeeaaal slow." Zack’s eyes finally focus on the Hybrid illuminating a sharp silver becoming bright his mouth stretching back in anger his hands clasping around the claymore he charges swinging the blade with full ferocity enough to cut any man in half his veins in his neck bulging his canines grow to overlap his lower lip “It will be you to die this day.” His laugh almost hysterical as he swung the two handed blade.

Zack licked the blood from his blade laughing ever so slightly when suddenly his eyes dimmed his canines retracting he fell to his knee shivering then with a retch he vomited up the blood he had just licked. “Jesus that’s horrible.” He sits shaking and shivering wreck blood had covered. The hybrid’s legs were still pumping blood across the floor he slowly stood in the mess swiping the sword in a circle the blood flicking off onto a wall he sheathed it in his back sheath he limped over to Sin. Scratching at the corners of one of the claw scars on his face he slowly began to untie the rope falling to the ground he reached up to undo the collar his finger shook before him as he undid it.

“We are safe for now.” He felt unsteady on his feet feeling almost light headed as he looked at the scene he had committed.

Zack lays on the bed of room 12 he lays their thinking upon his wounds wondering what she could possibly do for shattered shins and grinded knee joints but now was not the time to be cocky instead a friendly manner should be taken “Sin nothing can help me at the moment all my injuries are internal I would help with yours but my hands.” He holds them in front of him shaking and twitching vigorously “Just an adrenaline rush that’s all.” Trying to convince himself more than Sin about his situation looking to her he realises the amount of shock she is in.

Zack reaches across onto the side table picking a candy bar. “Eat it will make you feel better and you should really lock the door behind you.” Handing her the candy bar as he could not think of many ways for her to be preoccupied he could feel the shards of bone moving to heal in his flesh glancing at the moon through the window. “How long of night time do you think we have?” Asking Sin the question.

Zack listened with a sympathetic ear to her rambling understanding her situation he let her go he felt his leg finish healing he knew an hour wouldn’t be enough he would still have 2 broken ribs and maybe problems with his right elbow but he just considered these watching her sit at the foot of the bed he moved himself off the bed pushing himself off one arm limp by his side he went past Sin looking at the en-suite it had a shower installed turning the shower taps he found to his pleasure it worked.

Walking back out using his only hand he hugged Sin “I’m not sure how hot the water is but I think you should take a shower to cool the nerves and to wash off all this blood. I found a set of clothes for you before we got caught and make sure you lock the bathroom when you go.” Giving a smile he walked to the door unlocking it and quickly leaving he gave a light jog his footsteps could be heard on the floor above as he went to collect the clothes he had found earlier.