#kindredkin

Strife: -Sliding out of the hospital gurney, I lightly tread over to the door peeking out to see if anyone was around; finding no one I walk over to the cabinet that held all the hospital johnnies and scrubs, near the washing stations. Grabbing a blue pair of scrubs I yank them on; before quietly slipping barefooted out of the room I was kept in heading down the hall.

The doctor that had done my surgeries emerged from an office, as he turned in my direction I hit him in a pressure point that would render him unconscious. I whisper my apologies to the good doctor as I drag him back into the office he just exited, propping him up in a chair behind the desk; I position him in a manner that would suggest he fell asleep at the desk before making my exit into the hallway. @Payne_BDBRW

Payne: *I heading to the gym from the manse. I had a lot to think about since my talk with @Manny_BDBRW. I know he wanted to be turned but I was so worried that he might die. But as I watch @Butch_BDBRW thrive as a vampire … I could not help but think about the possibilities. Especially being able to feed from him instead of worrying that I would take too much blood while he was still human. Granted with my age, I didn’t feed as often but if I should get hurt again … I shuddered as I remembered the experience @Manny_BDBRW had to witness. It didn’t really help that I still was not speaking to @Vishous_BDBRW, other than in the audience with @Wrath_BDBRW, since @Murhder_BDBRW and I snuck out to fight lessers. Not to mention that the @Wrath_BDBRW and @Tehrror_BDBRW being hurt recently … I didn’t want to cause any additional “drama”. But I couldn’t stand it much longer … something was going to break soon. I decide to head to the training center to work out my sibling frustrations with a punching bag rather than perhaps breaking my twin … again.*

Strife: -On my journey through the halls, I happened across a couple of classrooms; slipping into them I look around. A sound of someone clearing their throat sounded behind me, my fingers fumble across a desk top as they find a pencil. Pivoting on my right foot I bring the pencil within an inch of @Butch_BDBRW eye forcing him to take a step back. When he does so I take a step forward kneeing him in the groin as my hands wrap around the back of his neck bringing his head down I allow myself to reintroduce my knee to him, this time it was to his face; as my knee makes contact with his nose, that already looked broken I make my way back to the hall now forcing myself into a jog.-

-It wouldn’t be long before the male I had seen during my recon of the brotherhood shellans, had recovered and sounded the alarm. I turn towards a set of double doors that says Gym and Lockers and P.T Suite. I make a dash for those hoping to evade any more of the brotherhood.-

Payne: *Walking through the gym, my senses were on high alert when I hear a sound of someone taking a hit. I crouch low, wondering who the fuck would be able to penetrate the Compound. @Vishous_BDBRW was meticulous when it came to the protection of the Brotherhood, the family, especially since the shellans, children and guests began to multiply. I took a blade and a 9mm from the cabinets in the gym and slowly made my way through the hall outside the gym.*

Strife: -As I enter the gym, I run straight into a pair of black eyes staring me down. Who ever this scarred warrior was, he wasn’t going to lay down quietly for me; I barely had enough time to react as he lunged for me with open arms. Dancing out of his reach, we do this little diddy three more times; before the gym door opened. The sight it revealed distracted me long enough for the brother to catch me in his arms. Driving my elbows into his ribs, my foot to the insole of his knee, and my head against his nose; I fall to my ass as he releases me. I look up into another set of eyes like @Vishous_BDBRW’s and mine.-

“Well this is an unexpected twist, not all too surprising however … you have my surrender.”

Payne: *I leaned my ear against the gym door and heard a scuffle and a grunt, I immediately wanted to be of help and opened the door with my left as I pulled up the 9mm first through the door. What I saw wasn’t really what I expected … then again … it wasn’t hard to see the diamond white irises of my half sister Strife. Keeping my gun trained on her … I looked behind her towards @Zsadist_BDBRW as he straighten up and nodded in my direction toward my … sibling. He raises a brow, speaking many words without actually saying anything at all … that I was meant to handle the situation … before he did it /his/ way.*

Strife: -Chuckling softly, I raise my hands to show that I’m unarmed. I slowly push myself to my feet, placing myself in a spot where my back is to the wall and my eyes upon both of the other individuals in the gym.-

“You may relax, I’ve no weapons and I’m just about out of energy anyway. We’ll have to chalk this up to, an exciting adventure. Wouldn’t you agree?”

-I study the female with the same eyes as me, trying to see how much of a threat she was to me; I knew I could stand toe to toe with any of the Brotherhood in one-on-one fight. But she was the unknown factor in the new equation that presented itself to me.-

Payne: Hmmm … *Is all I say, clearly Strife was trying to make a run for it. My @Manny_BDBRW or @Vishous_BDBRW would have told me if she was well enough to be released. I could see her bleeding though her bandages … probably from the altercations as she was trying to escape.*

Why don’t we get you back to recovery, shall we? *I put the 9mm into the back of my leathers thinking it would help diffuse the situation and walk towards my sibling and led her back through the gym doors and back into the infirmary. I walked next to her, rather than trying to herd her and @Zsadist_BDBRW was close at hand a few feet back … and as we walked through the halls. Eventually, @Butch_BDBRW joined us as well, looking like Strife decided to try him out for size as well judging by his limp and still slightly bleeding nose … not to mention the cursing.

But as we entered her room, the Brothers decided to stay outside the room … on guard no doubt. I also had a feeling mine twin would soon be notified and joining this little family reunion.*

Strife: - Well aware of the presence behind me, I focus upon the one at my side. I try to engage her in conversation.-

“It’s not all that surprising to meet, another daughter of the Bloodletter. There were only half a dozen of us roaming around, two of them never left the camp alive; I killed another two in the forties. So again I say it’s not surprising who sired you, no what’s truly surprising is you can be nothing less than a twin to Vishous. Surprising indeed for the Bloodletter couldn’t have known about you.”

-I smirk slightly as her eyes widen as I deduce her linage and role in Vishous’s life and the Bloodletter’s. Also at my confession for killing siblings of mine, what she couldn’t know was why I killed them.-

Payne: Hmmm … *Was all I commented on as I thought about what to tell her about our other half-sisters. Apparently she killed off a few while I was on stasis by my mahmen after killing the #Bloodletter.*

Yes, I am @Vishous_BDBRW blooded twin. *It was obvious. It seemed only the three of us inherited the #Bloodletter’s hair and eye coloring. The rest normally took after their mahmen’s.*

No, the #Bloodletter had no knowledge of my birth. *I decided my … sister needed to understand how dangerous I was should she decide to try and take advantage of the situation.* I suppose his surprised look at my sudden appearance right before I slaughtered him was verification enough of that fact.

*I watched her eyes widen slightly at my statement and watched as she silently processed that small bit of information. The #Bloodletter’s Band of Bastards never let that fact be known in the vampire race. But I knew …*

Strife:  -Chuckling softly as she only confirms my suspicions. My eyes flare when she mentions she was the cause of our sire’s death. I tuck that tidbit away for further inspection in the near future.-

“Well I guess it was better, the Bloodletter met his end by your hand; rather than by mine. I would have spent days torturing him, just as he enjoyed doing to so many others before I’d give him the mercy of death.

The male was utterly useless, in all ways but one. He taught me the lesson of how to be hard, how to shut down all the useless and meaningless things in the moment; to do what had to be done.

I could not have his blood on my hands, but one day I will have the closest thing to love he has ever felt; bathing my hands in their blood. Xcor and his flea bitten pups will know the ire of my wrath, and revel I shall in the glory of their deaths.

They escaped with their lives, it won’t happen again. Without a proper blood source it will be months before, Zypher heals from the wounds I gave him.”

-I felt oddly connected with Payne, and it was causing me to reveal a little more than I wanted the brotherhood to know; even though my hatred for the bastards was not really relevant to my cause or purpose of being in the new world. The word kindred might be an appropriate word, to describe the odd sensations I felt towards this blooded stranger of mine.-

Payne: *It never really occurred to me to consider torturing my father. I had only wanted vengeance at the moment for all of @Vishous_BDBRW’s suffering at his hands while he had been at the camp. It mattered not, if he suffered. For surely he suffered now in Dhund. As I listened to her plot the demise of the #BandOfBastards … I wondered what has driven her to this goal …*