The Blood Hunt: The Most Deadliest Game

The moment the security guard noticed him he pressed the button to open the gates to let him in. "I'm rooting for you, John" Zaburo, the elderly security guard commented before he closed the gate and returned to his post.

The community he ran into is a gated community and the residents within just so happen to be of the supernatural variety. The neighborhood where The Draculina resides in. Running as fast as inhumanly possible he made it to the home where Carmella lives in.

It is a three story home that looked to have been custom made from the ground up. Despite his current state he showed enough gentlemanly resolve to not go and bang on the door like a wild madman. He rang the doorbell and called out, "Carmella? It's me, John"

Faint footsteps grew louder as they approached the door. Once it opened he sees Carmella standing before him. She is dressed in nothing more than a pink shirt with a crescent moon symbol on it. John knows how much she likes Sailor Moon. The shirt was long enough to stretch to her long, caramel colored legs to the knees. She surveyed him as her eyes bore concern, "You're getting blood on the welcome mat, John"

She moved to the side to let him in.

Carmella calls for Sam's assistance as she and Loretto guide John to the private room to patch him up. As they do John could hear a small voice calling out for Carmella. "Mama! Auntie Lorrie?! Is everything OK? All of a sudden I picked up a scent of a wounded animal and-"

Glancing at the direction of the voice he sees a little girl, stopping in her tracks, in the middle of the hallway looking at John curiously. She's dressed in pink PJ's studying John as Loretto and Carmella sat him down. "Who are you?"

"Oh Carmella, I'm sorry" Catching up with her is the Changeling, Sam Blackwell. She picked the little girl up in her arms. "I only took my eyes off her for a second and she was gone, she can be quite a ninja sometimes"

"John, this is my daughter Lian. My little Ninja In Training" Carmella joked

John surveyed the young lady once again then complimented, "You look just like your mother"

Lian smiled and responded, "I like this one, Mama"

Carmella laughed as she went over to her, placing a hand on her daughter's head gently, "That's John for ya. Let Sammy go and tuck you into bed. I'll wish you a good night after I patch up John OK?"

The Residence of Victoria Volkoff

Relaxing on her sofa within the living room, Victoria listens in on Dr. Wolf's podcast. Her thoughts transpire to the events that let to this epic night that is about to unfold. It's moments like this made her think about her dearly departed husband.




He'd love events like this. Viggo would comment how The Blood Hunt to him is better than the Superbowl and World Series combined. Nothing gets him off more than the prospect of a Hunt participant enduring a night of hell. An endless night that won't let up till the participant is either dead or somehow survives the hunt. And surviving that is pretty rare. Viggo never cared how the participant got involved. He just relishes the fact that individual's life is hanging by a thread and all it all boils down to someone having a really good day.

"That's all it boils down to John. A really good day" Victoria commented to herself. If John were here, she'd say how he got into the situation was nothing personal. It was about getting a seat at The Table and it doesn't matter who gets sacrificed in the process. After all, Kingdoms, and Empires weren't built without spilling some blood in the process. The Valentine Siblings she never regretted. Hector was an idiot and playing his stupidity like a fiddle was an easy feat. She felt a little bat about Cassandra but Victoria had warned she should've had her brother killed when given the chance.

It was never about revenge. That's a fool's errand. Viggo choose to play the fools errand by going after John while Vega's impulsiveness cost him his life. In a way she pity's John for his part in this yet part of her is pleased by how her and Ambrosia's plans are coming into play.