"...Man, those freakss are awake," A slurred voice was heard from the front of the van. Car doors were being open and a pair if feet collapsed upon the concrete ground. "Man, I fucking hate this job.." The drunken speech came from a thin man, he was fair and had rosy cheeks. His brown hair fell into his eyes, not letting him see all of his surroundings. He was holding a beer bottle in his right hand, and the van keys in his left.<br/><br/>His partner was female, she looked like the typical Barbie doll; standing five feet and eight inches tall, with straight blonde hair, blue eyes, but she had scars around her face that looked like she has been in a war or two. "God, you're pathetic." She said, bending down to snatch the car keys from him. The Amazon woman twirled the keys around her index finger and walked over to the van...<br/><br/>The nekojin grunted as the boy ignored her and went back to leaning against the wall. Nathaniel heard two people hop out of the van, one fell and another landed gracefully. He heard voices as well, a drunken male voice had called them freaks. Freaks? Nathaniel was no freak! He was average, ordinary... Well, not really, he was a vampire. But what were the others? What was the mohawk guy? Footsteps had interrupted his thoughts, the hybrids noises grew silent as the graceful footsteps had stopped. Nathan rushed forward and grabbed the guy's arm, trying to pull him back from the wall. "Someone's here, this is no normal car.." But it was too late, the keys were inserted in and the woman quickly slid the van door open. She reached behind her and took the now attached to her back out, she placed the arrow in the notch and placed her fingers on the back oft he arrow. "Out, all of you, now."