[Quest] The Hunters and the Hunted.

[Victor Wolfe]

Victor processed the entire exchange, so the police here were merely information brokers for the real workers?  After all they clearly have some idea on the rather illegal behaviour that his date had been involved in. Conflicting thoughts went through his head, on one hand this made everything easier for him. If their law enforcement were this spineless then it was unlikely they would ever get in the way of his fun. On the other hand it took away that unique thrill , the idea that he might have to run from a group of armed guards , their heavy armour weighing them down as he easily outpaced and maneuverer them. He remembered the early days with nostalgia, how one slight rookie mistake would have an entire district looking for him, "Good times" he thought to himself with a smile
 
Still after watching so many crime syndicates thrive by keeping local law enforcement under their thumbs he had to admit Gabriella clearly had a sound strategy for her business. After all he could probably kill most of the citizens in this part of town in the night and then flee back to the dunes with very little consequences, she had to work here. And judging by the amount of dead abominations he had observed, business was good. 
 
Her being a zombie was quite the shock, after all the ones he had met so far all seemed to fit what he remembered haunting cemeteries and mass graves, maybe there were many different versions of the zombie disease, he had to admit despite her being one of the creatures he had come here to hunt, he felt no wish to kill her. She had proven to be far too useful a guide to the entertainment that Darkshire had to offer, and she was a fan, "What's not to love?" he once again chuckled before starting up the conversation again. "Do you want to know one of the best things about the Abyss? I did not even need to lie that much! I told them my weapon was the staff I carried, that was the truth, I said I would travel with them and help them fight enemies, which was also true. After all had we run into another group I would have kept up that facade, but it just so happens that we did not run into enemies, I ran into friends!" he laughed " then one quick jab later and she was gone, the look of horror on her partners face, It still brings joy to me!" he exclaimed a sadistic look plainly written across his face.
 
"I am just lucky that John was such a good shot with that bow, had he missed and hit me or allowed the other harlot to keep firing that gun, after I had saved his life I may have needed to stick something long, purple and full of fluid into his pretty brunette face, such a nice boy. He was so appalled by what we did that day he would not talk to us for the rest of the day ashamed that we had condemned such a nice young girl to hell" he grinned smugly as he looked at Gabriella who clearly had her own opinion on people so high on their morals.
 
"What a little bitch, fucking crying because he realized that he sent someone to hell? What the fuck did he think happened to the "evil" people he killed?" she rolled her eyes at how naive John had been Victor quickly responding with "he truly knew nothing of how the real world worked, I mean just the other day I was dispatching of a target when all of a sudden some reprobates knocked down the castle gates , killed civilians and then one of them shot me in the back before emptying the contents of my throat all over the street" he  added before lifting his cloak and shirt making sure that the bullet holes had healed properly with the revivals he had been through. He held the material up for a bit longer his abs well defined and easy to notice thanks to the full moon in the sky.  He noticed her glancing back allowing her to get a look before lowering his shirt again patting the material down "well at least I can heal most injuries, would not want this lovely face getting damaged now would we?" he grinned causing his companion to laugh and sarcastically respond  "Oh now wouldn't that just be fucking criminal?" 
 
The pair continued down the even more rural path of the backwater town as Victor unsheathed his daggers balancing them with the points in the centre of his index finger end. The balancing trick taking very little focus as he walked their sharp edges cutting slightly into his skin he lowered his hands keeping them level before flicking his fingers up spinning the blades catching them as he examined their edges , the slight red stain running down them attested to their sharpness. "Holy shit those are some fancy letter openers!" He heard the zombie tease causing him to shake his head a smug smile on his face "Well I could use something as , unrefined as a hammer, mace, axe or fire arm but why when I can use these lovely’s to slowly dismember anyone who gets in my way? A big weapon is hard to sneak into the sorts of places I normally would need to be and it is ever so fun to dodge the ever so slow swings of heavy weaponry. When you spend years fighting other people with similar small weapons it just makes the big ones seem so, slow" he grinned " besides if you want to see my larger weapon you will need to wait until after this job, not something to go showing in public " he winked as she suddenly halted at the door to a rather old house, assuming that this was the place he stood behind her, and allowed Gabriella to lead the hunt for information.