The vampire continued to run, then it slowed down, satisfied it hadn't been pursued. It relaxed, its head swinging casually around to look around. Crowds of people walked around it, oblivious to its presence, it was just another 'human' citizen after all. It walked along the walls of the building blocks, blending in with the crowds expertly, its nose picking up all sorts of scents but only focused on one, a familiar musk reached him and it followed the smell to a manhole. The thick, overwhelming scent of the reapers came to him and it reached down to the ground and pulled open an entrance to the sewers. It leapt in, its feet cracking the concrete, water soaked his boots and its eyes darting left and right, even in the sewer, amidst the smell of the dead it could smell the scent of its brothers. It was mixed with the smell of decaying flesh and the vampire winced as he caught the scent, they had been inflicted with the daystar virus and had survived though their flesh had decayed, some worse than others, it moved forward, the water sloshing around his feet. "Did you kill your prey?" The vampire looked to its left and saw Averic, the reaper leader walking towards him; referring to the vampires he had stalked out before the daywalker had interrupted. "I didn't need to, the daywalker did it for me." The vampire spat.
"The daywalker! He is already involved!?" Averic trembled with a sudden anger and moved away, into another tunnel. The vampire relaxed, starting to move away Shkk. A sword pierced its chest, straight through in front of his eyes. The vampire turned its head, twisting it to an impossible angle so his head now faced the person behind him, looking for its attacker, it saw it was Blade, "You didn't think I let you live did you?" Blade asked, ripping out the sword and shoving a shotgun forward, the vampire moved but Blade was faster, the shotgun blast litrelly blasted it off its feet and crashing into the wall of the sewer with the impact of the shot, all at once the sewer bristled with movement, the reaper vampires rushed at Blade from all sides, Blade just calmly stood his ground, shucking his shotgun, and fired to his right, without pause he dropped the shotgun and drew two machine pistols, the reapers seemed to hesitate, before they all rushed him. Blade fired, calmly firing his guns in the face of death, suddenly swinging to his left, the weakest concentration of vampires, and sprayed them with bullets, causing them to shriek in pain and they retreated, Blade leapt forward, running from the vampire horde, firing behind him back and rewarded with screams of pain, his boots pounded on the concrete like machinegun bullets until he was backhanded on the face, he saw stars and fell hard, his sunglasses falling from his head, the vampires reached him, grinning like daemons as they surrounded him. "I've always wanted to meet the daywalker." A voice, silky yet deadly, like a snake waiting to strike. Averic looked down at Blade, wiping Blade's blood off his hands on his coat. "Not so impressive, I thought you were a vampire hunter," Averic frowned, his face was batlike, the ears pressed agisnt the sides of his head, his flesh was corpse grey and withered, "We survived the daystar virus, though our bodies have been…changed." Averic observed his left hand, almost worn to the bone, his gaze twisted back to Blade, the bones in his neck cracking colorfully. "You reapers are really ugly, did you know that?" Blade asked, Averic frowned, the scar of his cheek starting to split, showing the hundreds of teeth lining the insides of his jaws, then quick as a flash Blade whipped up a hand, holding a UV-Grenade. And his face split into a smile. "Say Cheese." The grenade went off, Blade squeezing his eyes shut in the last second as bright light bathed the sewer. Blade opened his eyes, pushing himself up from the ground, and saw the reapers were still standing. Clutching their heads, crying in pain and looking more battered than before but still standing. "Oh you got to be shitting me." Blade ran while the reapers were still distracted, scrabbling up into fresh air, he could hear the reapers trying to climb up to reach him and Blade pulled out a machine pistol and fired downwards, the gun jolting in his grip as it spat silver death, with the bullets flaring into the vampires below him, gunning the vampires until they were either dead or had run, he took the chance and hoisted himself up onto the pavement. This was a problem, vampires immune to sunlight. Blade walked to his car and pulling open and the door and slamming it, started to drive home. The sun had started to set, Blade drove the car onto the highway, the tires screeching as he increased the speed, leaving some very hungry vampires staring after him.