At Mr' Paul's office inside the Department of Sanitation, Claude and Demetrius were seating on chairs of Mr. Paul's desk. Claude used the chair facing the computer and Demetrius sat opposite to him.
As Claude went through the computer, he found something interesting.
"Well, this is something." Claude said out loud.
Demetrius still holding the right side of his chest, as the pain will not go away soon, looked at Claude not expecting him to find anything.
"Your connection is really smart." Claude said with a chuckle.
"He is using his cellphone to track himself, even if you guys kill him, after the police notices his disappearing, they will find the last location in which was at. Who was the guy that took him?" Claude asked looking at Demetrius with a serious expression, already threatening his ribs with his glace.
Demetrius shivered, noticing his warning.
"I don't really know much, he is a mercenary, for all I know. His name is Julius, that's pretty much it." He spoke, dragging his words as the pain keeps coming in slight needles that make his brain go numb temporarily.
Claude knowing he spoke the truth, just kept typing on the computer's keyboard.
"Is your friend coming back, or he just left you here to handle yourself afterward?" Claude asked.
"I don't know, but he is pretty exigent, so he might come to look how did I complete my task." Demetrius replied.
"Hmm... Time to set the stage, then." Claude thought aloud.
Indeed, after sometime Julius came back in the same golden-orange flashy car in which he left. Arriving inside the parking lot, he felt the difference in the lighting, whereas before it was well illuminated, but now it was almost completely dark. He paused his walk as he noticed this but kept going after a few moments.
Just as he walked, a silhouette appeared on his left side, far away in a corner. But as soon as he looked, it disappeared.
Shaking his head, Julius kept walking.
Yet again it showed up, but the mercenary just ignored. Then all around, the silhouette appeared again and again.
A few meters away from the elevator, out of nowhere, a figure appeared in front of Julius.
Smirking, Julius immediately punched the stomach of that figure.
Flying away, Claude was surprised as his body slid over the floor, his torso now had a bloody dent, right on his stomach.
After getting himself up, Claude grumped as his healing ability took longer than usual to restore his body. That, due to the nail Nicholas stabbed on his chest, severely limiting his capabilities.
Julius smiled seeing this Vampire suddenly attacking him.
"What the heck are you doing? A horror movie rehearsal? Running around and appearing like you are a damn ghost, but you are pretty slow for a Vamp. What happened to you? I could see you coming since I parked the car, hahaha" Julius laughed at the mediocre state that this Vampire is in.
Claude was cursing inside his mind as his stomach was still healing.
'How the hell is this guy so strong? Motherfuucker smells completely human.' Claude thought.
Approaching the vulnerable Claude, Julius still had a smile on his face.
"It was him, right? The one who sent you, the one who showed up at our drug operation." Julius spoke.
Claude flinched at the mention of that other motherfuucker, Nicholas. Since that fuucking day when he met Nicholas, he keeps getting beaten by someone.
"Yes, it's him. Tell me, what's his name?" Julius inquired, knowing that Claude was aware of whom he talked about. Standing just about 2 meters away from Claude, who kept staring, he also didn't know his name.
Nicholas just kept coming at him, never presented himself. He made the questions, didn't even care if the other person had one.
The mercenary knew that Claude wasn't the person who visited the warehouse in Mott Haven as that person was described as confident in his own power by Mr. C. This one is also hella weak.
And also the fact that Claude is blonde and Nicholas has black hair.
After didn't tell him who the person was, Julius this time launched forward, as his body became a blur but this was just in time as Claude's body had already healed.
Julius went straight for a punch, Claude arrogantly tried to meet it head-on. What he didn't expect, though, is that Julius' punch came much stronger than his own.
Claude's arm was immediately shattered, really, really shattered. Most part of his arm was just fragments.
Receiving the impact, he was assaulted with pain, taking a while to recover. Noticing the monstrous force that he met with, and also the result that ultimately broke the confidence that he had in fight this guy head to head, there was only one option left.
Run.
Although that became a pretty useless thought, as in the next moment Julius walked towards the vampire and kicked him in the face.
The look that Claude had now became a shattered image of the version he previously held. A really hot dude in a black suit, with green eyes and blonde hair, now became a person with an arm shattered to inutility, ripped suit stained with blood, and messed blonde hair with asphalt dust from the parking lot's floor.
After seeing Claude still unable to recover from the beating, Julius started to wonder.
"Seriously, though. What happened to you? I mean... Vampires are known for being blood-sucking fuuckers, speedy bastards, and fast healing worms. Besides the blood-sucking part, I think you are missing everything else."
Not replying, Claude stayed there on the ground, his body in pain, and now it had also started to burn. The burning sensation coming from his chest.
'Now this shiit? How the hell am I staying alive with this? Can't heal, slow like a slug, and now my body is burning. FUUCK!!' Claude started to curse inwardly.
"Well, you are quite rude you know?! I ask a question, give you a good first time meeting, and you don't even bother to answer me. I'm honestly hurt." Julius said as he walked to Claude, who now was crawling with his chest on the ground.
Seeing his back so open like that, Julius had a good idea. He raised his foot and brought it down, stomping Claude's back.
"FUUCK!" Claude yelled.
As the burning sensation from the nail increased with every damage he took on his body, it also increase his pain intolerance. Breaking his spine just put the cherry on top.
He couldn't even think straight anymore.
Outside of Claude's body, Julius saw something unexpected and weird happening. Claude's body had a flame circling his chest and back as it also began to spread all over his members, and soon he was wholly covered in black flames.
Julius now separated and went far away from Claude, the flames too hot to be near him.
Suddenly, cracks were heard as Claude's previously useless and shattered arm was now healing at abnormal speed, even for a Vampire.
As the flames burn, Claude turned around. Well, not Claude anymore as he had passed out when the pain from his broken spine became too much.
This one was much different, his movements stiff, his eyes rolled back as the flames sipped inside his body.
Julius had already assumed a serious position as he notice Claude's body in flames, he was preparing to retreat if the made necessary.
Claude's body raised his palm and looked at his hand, as a flame formed above it. Extending his arm and directing his palm towards Julius, the small, black fireball flew to Julius.
Knowing that there was no escaping as it was too fast, Julius raised his palm as well.
Different from Claude's special condition, he didn't spew fire as well, but instead receive the impact rawly, his arm immediately burning from the black flames.