Looking at himself in the small bathroom mirror. Duane could already tell that either he was destined to be a butcher at some point in his life, or he just naturally looked good in blood soaked rags. The grey overalls were stained permanently in random locations with blood. Duane pulled the hair-net over his head. It was mucky and plastic and it looked like a really bad swimming cap. And then he pulled over his safety goggles. Looking over to Overhaul, he was either so morbidly disgusted with what he was wearing, or he was so surprised and thinking the same thing.

"Killer threads eh?" Duane asked.

"Oh you know it man." Overhaul said slightly sarcastically, but with a smile none the less.

They walked out to the killing hall it was called, and were both handed chainsaws. "Alright, I've already gone over how to cut up the cows, dont worry about these ones, I placed these here and you can cut them up however, but if anyone comes in here, just look like you're finishing up some of these ones that have already been finished. I dont know what you have planned but hopefully it works." Isabelle commented slightly scared. She knew what they were getting into, and she had no idea how capable these people were. Unfortunately, Duane was thinking the exact same thing.

"Well the plan is this. Hack and Slash, the two females you saw, are both teleporters and expert assassins. They will elimate the leaders entorage hopefully without dietection. And Xavier is a expert-class martial artist. I myself am, or atleast was at one time the worlds most feared Bounty Hunter, slash, assassin. And now lead these rag tag bunch. And Overhaul here, he used to be a security guard. And I feel awful bashful for saying so but I have no clue what you specialize in man."

"Demolitions." He said plainly, strait to the point. It spoke in of itself. "I am a demolitions expert." He spoke with a small tinge of pride, clearly despite his personal failiures, he felt this was the one thing he could be proud about.

"Well," Isabelle started. "Like I said, You guys seem to have your act together. Im going to go do what I have to do, you two just... try not to make too much of a mess."

Duane smirked, as he pulled his chainsaw cord. "I dont know about you overhaul..." He said as he began carving a small chunk out of the cow, sending splatters of blood in random directions. "But Im going to enjoy this."

"Duane..." Overhaul said as he too started up his chainsaw. "You're one fucked up white boy."

Outside, the night created a shell of darkness over the small village of Bryceville Florida. Xavier, Hack and Slash sat on the roof of the butcher, after having gone over the plan numerous times, exploring many different possibilities. But they all had a clear idea of what they were going to do. Wating patiently Xavier looked out from the roof, there wasn't a cloud in the sky. And the moon lit the town like one giant street light that had a cloth over it. Dim, but bright at the very same time, for all the sense that made.

"Be ready for anything... Who knows how many people he could have with him." Xavier spoke with prickly anunciation.

Isabelle was sitting at the front desk, filing some last minute paperwork for the next meat order. She was quietly in a haze, and her concentration had her pretty much 100 un-aware that the leader of the vampire gang had pretty much appeared out of nowhere. He stood tall, about 6'4" and he could easly been 250 pounds of just pure muscle. The guy looked like a tank. And given Duane was pretty much the same physical stature, that was saying alot. "Isabelle." his words echoed through the room like a nail smacking on metal. Isabelle looked up surprised, flustered . "Antonio..." she said with slight disaray. "What brings you here?"

"Don't play coy... my eyes on the street said some visitors have came to our town. They say they visted you?" Antonio spoke as if he were a politician in a former life, or perhaps a lawyer. He was so good with his words and so precise in the way he spoke. It was as if he were jabbing someone in the heart with his hellos and decapitating them with his goodbyes.

"Antonio, I have never lied to you. I haven't had visitors all day. Other than my co-workers... " She spoke as she ruffled through her order form. Avoiding eye contact for the best of her.

Antonio was wearing a white tank top that was dirty, every inch of his skin looked like compounded muscle. The guy wasn't exactally your sunday school teacher. He was wearing some black denim shorts, and combat boots. "You're lying to me..." He walked upto her, small, one inch claws developed on the tips of his fingers. He walked upto her, clawing under her chin ever so gently, only to angle her face to his, so he could look into her eyes. "Do not lie to me. Have you had any visitors today?"

Isabelle was sure that her taking time to reply was only giving her away, looking away doing her best to look away from his crimson eyes. The fear seeped off of her like a foul odor.

Xavier sat on the roof. Hack tapped him on the shoulder, as she pointed over the edge of the roof, then gave him 1 finger. Somebody was circling the butcher block. She nodded to Xavier, whom nodded back to her and she dissapeared thusly, teleporting to engage the enemy. She saw him as she was as silent as the night itself. The vampire was walking with a small hunch, he was hardly intimidating. Teleporting agian she teleported infront of him.

"What The fu-" was all he got out before he recieved a punching dagger through the throat then into the heart, he began decaying as if he aged 1000 years in the matter of 15 seconds. "What? Percy?" Hack looked up, another vampire, but soon she saw Slash and smiled, Slash with her sword, stabbed it through the guys heart and he began to act as if he'd come down with rigor mortis before himself giving the whole deterioration act. They teleported back to the roof. "Where's their le-" A large scream was what broke that sentence.

Duane was first to act upon this. Walking out of the room he saw the mammoth vampire. Holding Isabelle by the throat, blood was seeping from her neck as he had his claws dug deep inside her. "Let her go!" Duane said authoritively.

"And just whom' might you be?" Antonio spoke with indignation in his voice.

Duane pryed off his overalls, exposing his white t-shirt, his gun holsters, and his beige cargo pants, he was wearing hiking boots and he shook his head. "The 'visitor' that you're speaking of." He smirked. "Now put her down and we can have a little chat." Overhaul emmerged from behind him.

"Oh... there are more of you? Splendid... If you wish for me to put her down... then by all MEANS!" and with that he tossed her. Duane drew his guns and walked towards her. Overhaul stepped forward and caught her. Looking. "She's bleeding pretty severely."

"You know first aid! Mend her wo-" Was all he could get out before Antonio was attacking him. He was easily stronger than Duane and this stalwart war of grappling brawn wasn't going to last for long. Antonio took Duane and tossed him as if he were a football or baseball at the glass doors of the butcherblock. And Duane went through them like they weren't even there. Except Duane felt the glass and the ground afterword as he was easlily thrown a good hundred feet, eventually colliding with the parking lot then rolling two or three times, eventually coming to a hault.

Xavier heard this and leapt from he roof, drawing his sword he saw antonio moving for Overhaul. "No..." he said quietly to himself as he sprinted into the room. Flipping the counter and embedding his sword into Antonio's shoulder before recieving a swipe from him that hit Xavier rather solidly, sending him into a wall and with a fair bit of debris he hit the floor. Wincing in surprising pain.

Overhaul was freaked out, he'd never fought a vampire. He ususally had his gun and was taking heads out as if it were in season. But now he stared a very angry, very strong vampire right in the eye. Antonio spoke to him simply, as if he were a child ."Hand over the woman so I can join her with her late husband."

"How bout you go to hell, you undead peice of shit." And Overhaul who was in his own right, not a small man, tackled down Antonio and began assaulting him with a flurry of lefts and rights. Unfortunately, it was as if Overhaul was punching a brick wall and after two or three he winced in pain. This gave Antonio enough time to push Overhaul off of him effortlessly. The force threw Overhaul into the roof and he collided, then landed on the counter, proceeding to break it with his body easily.

"Now, Isabelle." Antonio spoke as he got up and stalked her. She was in shock but Overhaul managed to atleast get a bandage around her neck made from his shirt to slow the bleeding. She looked "No... n-no!"

Soon however Hack teleported into the room, grabbing Isabelle and teleporting her over to the parking lot where Slash was checking on Duane who was resisting frequent attempts to see if he was okay. "I'm fine! I've been thrown through brick walls, shot, stabbed, beaten to a pulp. Im sure I can hande a nice toss like I was a fucking football, alright?"

Slash held her arms up in obvious frustration, giving a grunt. Slash gave Hack a nod and took Isabelle then teleported away. Hack drew her sword and then helped Duane to his feet before teleporting again. Drawing his guns he began marching back to his feet. "Join or we kill you, they said." He groaned. "Hunting supernaturals... they said. Dye your hair... they said." Continuing to ramble as he walked back to the butcher block.

Xavier got up and grabbed his sword. "You... undead... peice of excrement. You will pay for your acts."

Antonio smirked. "Yeah? And just who sent you to stop me?"

"The government." Xavier said charging again, taking a slash that Antonio just knocked away with his arm. Xavier looked as his sword went flying and then stuck into a wall, groaning. Xavier ducked under a swing, then tripped up Antonio. "The bigger they are..." Xavier said grabbing a chunk of the counter that Overhaul broke. "The harder they fall..." he said before taking the peice and slamming it into his face, then striking the stone with his bare hand, striking through the stone into Antonio's face, who proceeded to yelp in obvious pane. "And the harder they fall.." Xavier said as he waited for Antonio to get up before chopping him in the gut. Antonio groaned as he spit out some blood and teeth. "The easier they break." Xavier said chopping him in the back of the neck. Sending him to the ground with a thud.

"Fucking... mother fucking tell me they'll fucking kill me if I dont fucking co-operate!" he said with a yell as he walked in, drawing his gun then unloading two full clips into Antonio's skull. Breathing deeply he put his guns back in their holsters as a pool of blood quickly formed over Antonio. "Fucking vampire peice of shit. Throw me out a glass door. Thats what you get!"

Xavier looked "Was that necessary?"

"Yes"

"Why?"

"Is it necessary for me to answer your questions when I am squad leader...And you're not?"

Xavier clearly looked frustrated at this.

"Fair enough, Mr. Bannts..."

Xavier walked out of the room after pulling his sword out of the wall. Duane walked over to Overhaul and slapped him a couple times on the face, not violently, just gently tapping him to wake him up. "Overhaul, you with me bud..."

Wincing gently as he came too Overhaul groaned. "My fucking head..." Duane smirked, he very seldom heard Overhaul swear, it was a pleasent change.

"You okay bud?" Duane asked as he helped Overhaul up.

Overhaul nodded. "I'll be fine... my head hurts, where is that son of a bitch..."

Duane looked, smiled slightly, pointed to him.

Overhaul blinked. "Holy..." He looked to Duane. "What happened."

"Long story short... Xavier put the kung-fu to him. Then I came in and dropped a good 30 bullets into his head." Duane said as if it were of no consequence.

"Do you have anger issues?" Overhaul asked curiously, as if he were a psychiatrist

"I have Vampire issues..." He said rather bitterly.

"Fair enough." Overhaul said.

They cleaned up their mess and eventually, the news was at the fall of their leader, the rest of the vampires went home. Since they'd lost 8 of their most powerful members. It was rather pointless to keep up the fight. They healed Isabelle who was thankful they came. Duane, Overhaul and Xavier all got thank you kisses on the cheek and they were all welcome back any time. Duane was polite and accepted the offer, but he knew that he'd probably never see her again. They said their goodbyes, got in the hummer and drove back to the hideout... where they were sent via chopper back to headquarters.