As the car screeched to a halt, Kirya took in the scene.

A large crowd had gathered, watching. The police had put up a perimeter, marked by tape a hundred meters from the building. Firetrucks, police cars and ambulances was parked all over, but their personnel didn't seem to really be doing anything.

Kirya narrowed her eyes, as both her and Damon left the car. It was weird how people seemed to stand by passively, as smoke and fire erupted from the crumbled building.

Damon made a direct line towards the perimeter, but Kirya lingered back a moment, getting the attention of one of the ambulance workers. The guy was tall with blonde curly hair, and looked in his mid-twenties.

"What happened here? Why aren't you getting people out?" Her words came out a bit more demanding than she had intended, but after two seconds she didn't regret them as he answered.

"Sorry missy. You need to get back behind that line. There's nothing for you to see here."

"Excuse me?"

"We have everything under con..." Kirya cut him off.

"Control? Really." She let out a short laugh completely void of emotion. "If you have everything under control, then why are there still fires burning, and people probably dead or suffering in there?"

He let out an exasperated sigh, his shoulders slumping.

"We're under orders to stand down untill SWAT arrives. There's no knowing if there are more bombs, which hasn't gone off yet." In the same breath he quickly added, "Please tell me you're not from the press, my boss will have my head."
Kirya couldn't help but smile a bit. The guy was obviously not such a complete asshole as she'd first thought.

"Don't worry, I'm not, and I won't repeat anything you say. I've got a friend in there."

"No way. Really? It was supposed to be only vampires in there. You sure your friend aren't someplace else?"

She smirked. "He is a vampire. Actually that's his brother right over there." She pointed at Damon, who was having a heated discussion with a police officer. She should probably go there, before he did something even Kirya couldn't get him out off.

The guy stared over at Damon, eyes wide. "Wow."

Kirya was just about to leave, when she remembered. She turned back around. "So, why aren't you guys getting ready? SWAT will probably be here any minute.

He shrugged. "Vampires can't die, so I guess we were just called here by mistake. You know I've seen a video of a guy healing in like a minute from a stab wound. They won't need us."

Kirya was totally taken a back by his words. Seriously, did these people know nothing?

"You need to get blood. Lot's of it."

"What?" It was his turn to look at her in disbelief. Kirya felt like screaming. Stupid, ignorant...
"Okay, I'll make it quick. Yes vampires heal quickly from lesser wounds. But mark my words, those kind of injuries they will have suffered after that kind of explosion," she jagged her thumb in direction of the ruin, "I can promise you, they will need a shit load of blood. But of course, you can just let a bunch of starving vamps loose on the crowd. That way, you'll get them to scatter for sure."

With those words she turned around heading over to Damon. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the medic stand frozen for a long minute, before he rushed off. Hopefully he was going to find his supervisor and spread the word.

Damon was seething. Was that jack-ass officer really thinking he could prevent him from getting to his brother?

"You need to back off Mr. This is your last warning." The guy must be as stupid as he looked.
"And, I must inform you that I am wearing vervain, so you might as well forget all about your mind tricks."

Damon could feel the rage take over, along with his canines starting to itch. The idiot must have seen it, because he unholstered a weird looking gun aiming it steadily at him.
Damon was just about to leap, when a voice full of authority broke in.

"And what is going on here?" It took him a moment to decipher the words, and a moment longer to recognize the voice. He snapped his head around.

Kirya was striding confidently up next to him. An aura of authority seemed to surround the girl. No. Woman, Damon had to correct himself. There was no girlyness or insecurity in her features, only authority.

Before anyone could say a word, Kirya continued.
"What is your name?" The words struck like a whiplash.

The officer did seem slightly fazed, but his voice was firm as he answered.
"Officer Troy Randall, Mam."

"Well Officer Randall, I am Alice Black, head of the law department at The Salvatore Corporation. Right now you need to listen very closely, because the decision you are about to make, will have great importance to your future career and life."

She made a slight pause, letting the suspension build up before continuing. "In front of you is Damon Salvatore - which means that right now you are holding one of the most influential persons in this town at gun point. As Mr. Salvatore's attorney and legal adviser I have to point out that as an enforcer of the law, it is a serious crime to threaten a civilian. Especially when a bystander could question the motives there of. It would seem that personal racial grudges could be the reason for you extreme hostility toward my client."

Officer Randall started to speak indignant, but Kirya impatiently waved him of, as she turned around to face Damon.

"Mr. Salvatore, I will take care of this unfortunate event. There is no reason for you to waste your precious time on this matter." Under her breath she mouthed, almost inaudible: "Go. I'll distract him." She discreetly pointed the way, as she turned back around to the now sweating officer.

She heard the swoosh of air as Damon left, then she put all her attention on the man in front of her.

"Now. Let's talk about how well you know the vampire laws. In this case I will put paragraph 18, section 5, which concerns equal rights between species..."

Kirya smiled on the inside as she verbally tortured the poor officer. On the outside, however, she kept on her poker face. Even when she saw Damon slip into the ruined building out of the corner of her eye, she kept focus.

This was what she was good at...

So, Alice/Kirya owns Randall completely ;-) What do you think? I found it a bit hard to write in that legal tone, but I hope it works out anyway. If not please tell me. Paragraph 18, section 5 is by the way purely imaginative XD

Any thoughts, suggestions, ideas, criticism or whatever is much appreciated :-)