William stood atop the hunters house, watching him from the distance of his own house, a tight grin showed at the corner of his lips, he knelt down his knees streched outwards whilst his hands lay comfirtably across his thigh and over his knees. "Such a pup, for someone to well trained..." William tilted his head to the side appearing in his humanic form. The wind was blowing hard after the current situation that occured, and from the speed he had shown it was a matter of minutes before he had changed, got dressed and found the scent of a killer just the opposite side of the street from his fellow kin. The smell of blood was unmistakable, and he could hear the recruits in the down stairs lobby. William hummed the tune "If you go into the woods today", whilst he snared through the hunters window and easily evading any traps that would have shown them selves invicible or other wise. After all his years he found the traps to that of a novice laying them down. However William had other plans, hearing the two recruits chatting about the truth of werewolves what was stopping there being such things as vampires?<br/><br/>Treading carefuly down stares and with flawless reflexes he found himself in the kitchen, one of the guards was searching the fridge for a cold beverage what ever that maybe, whilst the other was cutting up a sandwiche he had prepared. "The kitchen in a deadly place" William said cheerfuly, almost in a comical sence.<span style="color: #FFFF00">"Wha-?"</span>With that single incomplete word, William with his inhuman strength even as his human appearance, simply slammed one recruits head into the side of a kitchen wall, whilst the other pulled a gun out William then proceeded by pushing the snout of the gun to the second recruits throat whilst the recruit himself pulled the trigger, twice.<br/><br/>"Damn...." He looked to the side with enraged eyes, like lambs to the slaughter something told him that this hunter was expecting this sort ofthing to happen, perhaps confirm something? Either way it was out of instinct, the shouts came and bellowed from his house but William was already gone, broke from the garden window and dissappeared over the fences. Appearing around the corner of the street with his hands in his pockets on his kinsmen's side. "What a shame..." He thought to himself, all the while that same smile stayed on his lips.