Through the darkened forest  of the city's edge stood an abandoned asylum, that was closed down after a series of murders shook the city over fifty years before. From the outside, you could still hear the screams from the ghosts that run through the hallways.  Deep within it's walls, were cries of women that was kept within a locked room chained by their ankles so that they couldn't escape from their tormentor Alexander and his puppets the hunters. 

As the guards patrolled the halls, Alexander stood in his lair with Savannah's blood still upon his lips and a grin. Knowing he had got to her right under the nose of her mate. "Soon, my pretty Savannah. I will have you again and you won't be able to get free of me this time, no matter who helps you" his voice dripped with evil as he lean't back against his pillows of his bed. Thinking of ways to reach her, as one of the guards came in dragging a woman with torn clothes and dirty. Pushing her to her knees as Alexander leaned forward and grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head to the side before sinking his fangs into her slender throat and drained her dry. 

Vader was beyond furious, maybe even saying that was an understatement. It was hard to put into words just how much rage he felt at the current moment. He was angry at many different things. The fact that Savannah had been attacked again in her own home which was supposed to be the safest place for a person. The fact that none of the guards there or even himself had been able to pick up on it, until the fact she had already been attacked and her assailant had got away. So many things to be furious about, so no words wouldn't do it justice. Actions however, actions would be the perfect way to express his rage. He'd paint a tell all picture with the blood of his enemies. 

As Vader approached the location on the map that was shown to him by the healer back at the manor he decided to slightly calm himself so that he was able to hone in on what he needed to be careful of. He was more than confident enough in his own abilities, but he needed to remember that he was dealing with the unknown here. He searched through the force to see if he could feel anything, he felt a great many feelings coming from an old looking abandoned building. He sensed fear, disgust, despair, anger, lust, and a bunch of other things that wouldn't have made sense without any context to go off of. To Vader it just seemed like the exact place he was looking for. 

Vader approached it without any fear, he kept his sense sharp, and sharpened them even more when he saw nobody standing guard at the front of the building or anywhere along the perimeter. It stunk of a trap. Vader was sure these vampires had some kind of way to sense him, and know that he was here, or that there was something here that didn't belong. Vader didn't really care, but he really wouldn't like to be snuck up on. Regardless he trudged forward, with his right hand hovering closely to his weapon attached to his hip. As Vader passed through the doors, the smell of death and decay strongly permeated the air. He received visions of death and horrors that had gone on here. He could see in some places, bodies had been disposed of. He figured these must be the people that had gone missing from the town, taken by these menaces and kept in captivity until they were toyed with and then killed once they served their twisted purpose. 

Vader's anger spiked again thinking that one of these bodies could've easily been Savannah, or one of the children. Vader forced the images that were false from his mind and focused on only seeing what was really there. He used the force to assist him and cancel out the attempts of deception that were being played on his mind. He walked along the halls of the first floor, keeping his sense sharp, he could hear cackles of laughter from time to time as he walked through the darkened stinky halls. If he looked hard enough he could see movements at the end of the hall. They looked like nothing more than shadows at first, but Vader could feel their presence. There were two of them, it didn't take Vader long to conclude that this must be the first line of defense. An attempt to break his mind, an attempt at intimidation. Vader could almost respect it, it was a methodical way to break an enemy down. Start with the mind, and the body will follow, but these fools were cocky. 

Vader could sense their arrogance coming off them, their enjoyment, their excitement, like this was game or like he was just another one who had come just to be killed by their group or these two in particular. They didn't take this seriously like their lives were on the line. This would've usually made Vader angry, but he found this to be fine, he'd use these two to send a strong message to the rest of them. He felt that their were more eyes on them then just these two at the end of the hall who were sent to address their intruder. Vader stopped walking and stood a good distance away from the door at the end of the hall. The two figures moving in the shadows became wholesome figures of bodies and two pale looking men face him. One had brown hair and the other had blonde hair. Vader faced them both down and just continued to breath at a normal rate, trying his best to keep his mind clear in order to fight the images others were trying to put in his head. 

"Well, well look what we have here. This one came to us instead of us going to find him." The one with brown hair said with a smile on his face. 

The blonde person chuckled. 

"It is a HIM under there right. How do we even know this one is alive?" The blonde one jokingly asked. 

The brown haired one grinned widely before answering. He sniffed the air animatedly. So that's how they could tell where he was, their sense of smell seemed to be very strong. 

"Oh he's alive, his blood is boiling. He's very angry but yet trying to hold himself back. He'll make for a good appetizer before we go and move onto that other one Alex keeps talking about. The woman he wants so bad." The brown haired one said offhandedly. 

Vader knowing exactly who they were talking about, clenched his left fist tightly. He could hear the leather of the glove making noise with how hard he was squeezing. Apparently his anger could be felt by his two opponents as the both now turned to face him as well. He could feel their interest spike even more. 

"Oh! He's even more mad now, even I can feel it." The blonde one mocked. 

Now Vader was getting angry, and he wouldn't hold it back anymore. He removed his saber from his hip and held it firmly in his hand before silently igniting it with the push of a button. This shocked the two at the end of the hall as they had never seen such a weapon before. Vader was pleased, but it didn't last as the two looked at each other and began laughing. 

"Look, this one's come to fight us with a big glow stick." The blonde one said. 

"Let's just get this over with, I'm hungry." The brown hair one said with his grin still on his face. 

They both reached down into the shadows of the floor and picked up swords if the gleam of metal in the light was anything to go by. Vader took up a defensive stance. This seemed to humor the two who were opposite him. They gave each other a look, then nodded to one another before rushing in Vader's direction. They were fast, but he was a trained warrior in anticipation through both senses and observation. They moved quicker than anyone he'd ever been up against. Thing about being in a defensive position though was it wouldn't take much to protect himself against two reckless attackers. They did seem to have some part of a plan. From what he could feel and see, one was position to attack him high, in the chest and throat region, the other was attempting to attack him low in the legs. They weren't killing blows but rather looking to disable. They didn't believe in his weapon, so they were moving like he had no defense or counter attack. It'd be their mistake. 

Vader swiped low to block the blade going for his legs, he ducked slightly and braced his left hand for a fast and strong coming impact. He was rewarded with his intended results. The blade that was blocked low was sliced apart by the lightsaber right at the point that was expected to make contact with his legs. The half that was in the man's hand clinked off the metal of Vader's shin guard. The one who attacked high, found their momentum halted barely. Not expecting Vader to take the attack head on, Vader had caught the man off guard, literally, as he was holding his wrist in his left hand, stopping him from completing his slash. The brown haired man was naturally powerful so it was hard to keep him in place. Vader was just barely doing so but he wouldn't let them know this. 

"My turn." He said flatly. 

He then took his saber and cut the brown haired man's hands off at the wrist with it. The lightsaber melting through the skin and cutting it off clean, like a hot knife would cut butter. The brown haired man was in shock as he looked at his new stubs, where his hands used to be. His partner was equally stunned, both at his sword being lost and at his companion losing both his hands. Vader used it to his advantage, as a quick swing left the blonde man's head separated from his body. His body remained upright for a little while before it fell over and hit the floor with a thud. 

The brown haired man now looked at his partner in complete disbelief seeing his life snuffed out, and his head decapitated. He then fearfully turned to Vader and was stuck between begging for mercy, and running away. Vader didn't let him do either, instead quickly running him through the heart with his lightsaber. He looked into the man's eyes through the mask before he pulled the saber out and watched the man lifelessly collapse to the floor. Vader looked at the two dead people, he gave a soft scoff, as he wordlessly moved forward into the room that these two protected.  

Alexander woke from his sleep as he heard running outside his room, guards running towards the intruder. He grabbed hold of the throat of one and slammed him against the wall, growling "What the fuck is going on?"

The guard's lungs let out a loud whoosh of air as he felt the wind knocked out of him "The male that the woman your chasing is in the place and killed two of the guards with this stick of red light" the look of panic showed upon the young guards face as Alexander threw him across the hall in anger. Storming back into the room and grips the half dead woman by the throat, snarling into her face as he tore into her throat with his fangs a drained her dry.... 

His mind wandering to Savannah as he had felt her soft throat against his lips, drinking her sweet blood. Watching her memories and whipping the ones of this male, then replacing false ones of them together "You belong to me Girl, I am your life mate and not this male. Those babies are mine " he whispered into her mind as she laid healing back at the manor.

Vader continued on deeper into the building. He could sense the many different feelings and emotions through the air now. No longer was it curiosity, amusement, excitement. Instead, hesitation, panic, anger, and fear was strongly felt in their place. Vader basked in it as he stepped through the doors at the end of the hall where he'd killed the first two men. He knew they weren't just ordinary, but he couldn't feel any signs of life from them so he didn't worry about anything coming back on him. As he entered into the new space in the building, the first thing he noticed was, there was less light in this room than there was in the hallway. A few of the dimmer ones flickered on and off, and when they did Vader could see the shadows move slightly.

He didn't plan to rely on his eyes, and that was a good thing too, because the people in this room planned to remain hidden. Vader could sense about six people inside of this room. They were fairly spread out which meant this room was a larger room than hallway he had just fought in. That was good, because Vader didn't want to be on the defensive this time around. He had some anger to work out, and playing defense wouldn't be the way to do it. He felt the presences moving around him, almost like cautiously circling prey they knew would put up a good fight. Difference was, they were fools if they thought he was the prey, and this is exactly why he was ready to go on the offensive. Vader could feel them evenly split, three to one of his sides and three to the other side of him. He knew if he showed his back to one side to attack the other, then they would try to come at his back. It might work to lure them in as bait, but his suit of armor made him slower now, and he hasn't had much practice with fighting multiple enemies.

He felt like he didn't want to risk it, after all, taking unnecessary risks was a trait of Skywalker. He was more methodical, and he wanted to increase the fear of those who were standing in his way, therefore he decided an overwhelming show of power was in order. Interestingly enough, this time his opposition waited until he made a move instead of making a move themselves. Vader used the force to hone in on an exact location of one of the men to his left. When he felt where his current location was, he then used the force to pull that person toward him. With his right arm he lifted his saber up, positioning it to stab the oncoming man in the mid section. In a second, the man made contact with this weapon, and it stabbed right through his sternum. He could see the man up close now and see the shock and the pain in his face, as the life was slowing starting to leave his eyes.

Vader slashed upward diagonally and split the man's upper body apart, as it collapsed to the floor. This worked to catch the rest of the men in the room off guard. Vader used their hesitation to his advantage. He rushed to the opposite side, the one with three people on it, sensing the fear and using it to locate another one of his opponents. He flashed to him as quick as he could and fatally slashed his upper torso, cutting through his skin. Vader then followed that up with stretching out his left hand toward the man, and force pushing him into the direction of one of his comrades behind him. It caused a collision and the two men fell over. Vader then located the third man when he felt a presence moving toward him from head on. Vader threw his lightsaber sideways into the man's direction. The one rushing him tried to halt and bring his sword up to defend himself out of instinct, but the saber cut right through the steel of the sword like it did in the hallway, and continued on to cut through the man's upper body. Vader then used the force to call it back to his right hand.

Vader moved quickly to the one who he caused the dead body to collide and finished him off as the last two people remaining alive in the room, converged on each other's location trying recoup and defend together in order to survive. Their fear was strong but Vader wasn't sure if it was all because of him. They had obviously been given orders to defend this place at all costs, that's the reason they haven't yet fled. They were much to scared to use the darkness as their ally any longer, and were more than likely just hoping for Vader to get sloppy to give them an opportunity to escape this one with both victory and their life. 

Vader had no intention of doing any of that. Them being in the same spot also helped make his next course of attack much easier. He called on his anger and rage that he felt earlier and focused that through the force in their direction. Before long he heard the gags, and gasps coming from their direction as they levitated off the air, losing air in their closing throats. Vader was using the force to choke them both before he tightly closed his fist, and snapped it back.  A sickening crack could be heard through the air as both of the men's necks snapped in unnatural directions, killing them on the spot.

Vader looked around the room at his handiwork, noting all the dead bodies on the floor. He realized that he couldn't sense any life in here any longer. Also unlike before, he didn't feel eyes on him in this room. It would seem, the remaining forces here were moving to regroup on one location. Vader could sense them all above him, that must be where the leader was. Vader moved with purpose to exit on the other side of the room he entered. He was greeted with another hallway, where he also sensed no life or hostility. He took a minute, catching his breath from the last exchange. He needed to watch how much he exerted himself.

It was easy for him to get lost in the battle, and his feelings of rage while fighting. It almost led him to forget about his breathing and stamina conditions, he reminded himself that he needed to keep a watch on it. It just meant he'd have to be more efficient in taking care of attackers in this place. With his breathing calmed he reminded himself exactly how angry he was when entering this place, as he looked to recapture that fury, he knew he'd need it as he moved toward what seemed to be his final destination in this building.

Alexander heard the fighting within the halls as he summons his clothes vanishing through the back way of the Asylum from his room. Anger building up inside of him as he made his way to the leader of the hunters. 

Arriving at the camp site, Alexander hit the hunters aside as he entered the tent, fire embers falling from the ring of stones upon the clothes of the fallen men and setting them alight. Screams of pain rang through the air as the master lifted the leader by the throat snarling "I thought you fucking told me that the mate of Savannah was dead. you piece vile shit. I knew, I shouldn't have teamed up with you. " Throwing him across the tent as the leader hit the metal chest with a loud thud. The male looked up at him as he raised his hand to his head 

"Master please, we did kill the male, but we have no clue who the man in the mask is. He is much stronger than the wimp Anakin was, he protects her and those babies she is carrying"

Vader continued his way up the stairs with no hesitation. He could feel a lot of movement coming from this upper level. The feelings he sensed were fear, anger, desperation, and a great many other smaller versions of feelings others would call negative. Vader basked in it as he moved with purpose in every step he took. It took long enough, but these fools in this asylum were beginning to realize the hopelessness of their situation. It brought Vader great pleasure, and he intended on continuing to apply the pressure. 

Once he reached the top of the stairs, he took a quick moment to once again regain his breath. It wouldn't do to have finally earned these people's fear, and then lose it by showing them any sign of weakness. He pushed through the doors, and was once again rewarded with a long hallway. This one had much more light than the one he entered downstairs. It made it much easier and more pleasing to actually see the fear in these guards' faces, instead of just being able to sense it through the force. Vader wasted no time in building it up more, he had a purpose to achieve here, and it was time he stopped messing around. He let his instincts take over, years of battle honed experience and movement. It didn't require much focus, he'd been cutting down enemies for as long as he could remember. Maybe not all him, but as much as he hated to admit it, Skywalker had definitely been more than adequate at combat. 

Vader would focus on finding the signature of the person he was here to originally hunt. He had an odd bit of power about him, it was stronger than the rest of the people holed up in this building. It was a smug and very deceptive feeling he gave off. He had an air of superiority about him, until it changed. It changed to confusion, followed by worry,panic, and anger. He also sensed it moving farther and farther away. This kicked up the urgency in  Vader. He wasn't interested in extending this event and this battle any longer than it had to be. He'd come to this place to hunt and kill his target right here and right now. He didn't wish for the person to cower away and go elsewhere. 

Vader picked up the pace in slaying the remaining guards on this floor, combining both force powers and using his might to tear apart the fearful forces as quickly as possible. Once he reached the end of the hall, the smell of death and fear was greatly coming from a room with an open door to his right. It was also the place he once sensed the presence of the one he was looking for. He turned to it and quickly entered. The sight before him was not by any means pleasant. In fact, even with his attitude and new outlook on life, even he found the sight before him disgusting. 

Women laid on the ground all around the bed that was attached to a wall. Some of them were given the blessing to have their eyes shut, giving them a little dignity. Others had glassy eyes and glazed over looks on their faces. Vader could tell their spirits were broken, before their lives were finally taken. Some of them had their private areas exposed showing signs of foul play, while others didn't. Vader didn't care to closely investigate. He clenched his fist as he took a look around the room, spotting a broken out window. This being he was hunting was able to power through the bars and the window. It would've normally been seen as a show of strength, but Vader could feel the desperation that this was done with. 

Vader clenched his fist and attached his lightsaber back to his hip. He was fairly certain his fighting was done for the time being. The person he was hunting had escaped. This was definitely his den though. Of that, Vader was sure. He looked around once more feeling his anger rise even more. The one familiar thing about all the women that lay dead in this room, was that all had their throats torn out. They served as nothing but play things, until they became food. Then and only then once the being was done with them, were they granted the mercy of death. This person intended to do something similar to someone that was close to him. This infuriated Vader but he knew he needed to remain focused if he was to locate where this one had gone. 

Extending his senses, he searched for any outstanding feelings. He was thinking if he had kept someone alive, maybe they could give him the answers he seeked, but hindsight was always perfect, and no sense kicking himself over it now anyway. He did know that he needed to make a move if he was going to track this one down. A man was at his most dangerous when he was desperate. Vader closed his eyes and focused. It would be the first time he'd try to use the force from such a distance and he was sure it would require great focus. Once he got the feeling of connection he was looking for. 

'Kassy.' He called aloud in his thoughts, speaking through the connection in the force. 'Summon the team that I was going to look for the hunters with to my current location. The asylum where the healer believed the master was located. Have the rest of the queen's forces move out to scout their targets and move on the hunter's camp we were going to move on earlier. Keep a small group at the compound to guard Savannah, right outside her door at all times. Tell the healer to stay by her side until I return. He will be personally responsible for her while I am away,' Vader ordered through the connection. 

He then folded his arms over his chest and remained content to look around the room. He took in the site of all these women who were held against their will until they were disposed of, and the thought that this could very easily have been Savannah served to fuel his anger. He focused and dwelled on it and the strength it gave him as he awaited his orders to be carries out and his team to arrive. 

Kassy kept hidden within Savannah as she reached out to Vader "I already have as i had felt the anger from you, through the bond you have between the queen. There was word from the healer and his men that this master is in the camp, the warriors have been watching from the distance. Alexander is rather pissed and been killing the hunters around him, the mortals that they held have been killed and the stench of death is in the air....Vader, i'm scared the twins are due in a few months, and this stress could bring them early. I'm doing all i can to calm them down and so has the healer.

Savannah stirred as Gregori rushed to her side, placing a cool cloth upon her brow as her temperature rose slightly. Gregori linked with both kass and Vader "Something is causing Savannah's temperature to rise and i cant find the cause. The babies are safe as is she, but Alex is trying to get through the barrier she has up. "

Guards walking outside the bedroom door as the security is doubled around the manor as the warriors head out towards the camp in search of the hunters.

Vader was pleased at the news that he received but he made sure not to be too pleased and keep his own emotions in check. He needed focus. It had been obvious the healer at some point had jumped in on the connection between himself and Kass. He would have to address that at some other time but at this time he would let it pass as there were more important things going on. It would appear that Vader's sense were on the money, and the one he was hunting had indeed fled to the camp they were already setting up on. 

'Good.' Vader thought. 

He had run right into a trap himself, the damned fool. Vader quickly moved back toward the window. He didn't need to wait for backup if his target was caught up in a good place to cut him down already. In fact, waiting would be a mistake. Before making his exit, he focused once more on the link he made through the force. 

'Keep her alive healer. That is your only concern right now. I will deal with this nuisance myself. Have someone deliver a message to the hunters. Tell them to begin their assault. If they are able to capture the target alive. At the very least they will present an occupying distraction to keep the coward from running away again. He will not be able to bother Savannah if he is too busy fighting for his life. I will be there soon enough to finish the job.' Vader said aloud through the connection. 

He was on the move through the forest. He had to move as quickly as he could without putting too much strain on his body. The force would be a great ally to use, but he couldn't afford to double up usage through both the link and through movement as well. He'd need to break the link soon and focus solely on his objective and getting there. 

'Kassy, keep Savannah calm. See if you can find out what it is that is wrong with her, that the healer cannot seem to find. Assure her this will be over soon.' Vader ordered. 

He then cut the connection to communicate through the force. He used it to add speed to his movements in hopes that it would get him to his destination quicker, so he could finally put an end to this battle once and for all. 

Gregori sent the message through the minds of the warriors as he calmed down Savannah while she slept. It seemed like days since she woke and fed from her love, slowly stirring and woke with the flick of her long lashes "Gregori, what the fuck is going on and why do I feel so exhausted"

As he explained what had happened and that Alexander was involved. The color drained from her face, knowing she wasn't safe in the mansion from him. 

Back at the camp the warriors make short work on some of the loose hunters that patrolled along the outer limits of the main  camp. Butch grabbing hold of the one and twisting his head off, before ripping the heart  from the chest...While Alexander was in the tent trying to reach out to savannah but couldn't. He growled as he paced back and forth.

Vader could hear the sounds of battle the closer and closer he got to the camp. Well, to be more accurate, he could hear the scream of battle. Battle cries, and shouts of death. From time to time he heard the clanging of weapons hitting against other weapons. Death hung heavy in the air, it was a sensation that he had become very familiar with. All the feelings of battle ran wildly through his senses, Vader did his best to ignore it all. He was here for one thing and one thing only, to put an end to these constant attacks on his current home. The one bothering Savannah would answer to him, right here, and right now. If that didn't happen then this attacking squadron would be answering to him instead. 

Vader honed his senses, focusing on feeling for that one person that he felt back at the asylum, with more power inside of him than others in the area. He couldn't tell what he was doing, but he felt great frustration from him. Good, at least that meant he wasn't winning, these warriors were good for something after all. Vader continued to proceed forward, moving purposely with each step he took forward. It didn't take him very long to arrive at the entry way of the camp that he was looking for. Once he did he recognized it easily due to the mini tents that were set up outside, and also the bodies that were laid about on the ground everywhere. Taking a moment to look at them, they didn't look like the people in Savannah's employ. He was sure that would bring him great joy, but he didn't spend a second longer on that thought than he had to. He moved through the camp, looking about and making sure every member of the enemy force had been dealt with. He would not allow any survivors, but given the warriors and their relationship with this enemy, he was sure they would not either. 

It didn't take him long to inspect the smaller tents before he arrived to the main tent. All in all it was a winning battle for the group of warriors that were sent to handle this situation. They were waiting outside the main camp for his arrival interestingly enough. They looked to him when he got there and he looked to them all to fully take in the scene before him. He watched for a minute before moving forward himself into the tent. When he arrived he saw two more warriors on the inside standing off against the target himself. The man looked shocked to see him upon his arrival, his shock morphed into confusion, then anger kicked in. The same kind of anger he had while looking at these two who now stood beside him. 

This man thought he was equal to those that led the assault on his camp. Maybe he wasn't aware that he just tore through most of his forces back at the asylum single handedly. The ignorance didn't matter, it would just make it all the more sweeter when he made this one beg for its life like all the others would eventually. 

"Leave us." Vader ordered. 

He didn't look at any of the warriors, but given he didn't look away from the man who they were all here for, it was clear that he was talking to everyone else. The warriors hesitated. Whether it was because they wanted to be present to see what happened, or they wanted to partake in it themselves, Vader didn't know, nor did he care. This nuisance was his and his alone, he would tear him limb from limb, and watch him breakdown for hours before he granted him the mercy of death. The man opposite of him was also confused by the order, but he was interested to see if they would listen to Vader or not. After a moment, they did indeed leave the tent. Once they did, the fool in front of Vader had the nerve to relax his stance a little. He thought that Vader was here to talk to him, or was not the more dangerous force to have been left in the tent with him. 

Vader grew angry at the thought. After all this man had did, the trouble he had caused him, and he had the audacity to still not be fearful. That would change very quick. Vader took the saber off his hip with his right hand and ignited it, crimson red. It was the color of the blood of his guards back at the asylum when it first came flying out of them. Looking at the red lightsaber seemed to bring recognition to the man opposite of Vader. Good. 

Vader took one menacing step forward before stopping. 

"You have until the time I make it across this tent to say something that I like. If you do so, I will be merciful and grant you and instant death. If you do not, I will slowly dismember you until I no longer relish in your cries of pain. If I was you, I would try for my mercy." Vader threatened as he took another step forward.

"No need for him to leave. Your beginning to bore me by not fucking dying the first time" Alexander throws the hunter across the room as his neck snapped and slumped to the floor. Blood spilling from his lips and nose "I will not beg for mercy to the likes of you little boy" 

He began to smirk as he linked with Savannah, giving her pain to her mind.

"Aww and how is MY SAVANNAH? is she missing me much" 

Kass linked to vader "What the fuck is happening? the queen is screaming in pain clutching her head