<span style="font-style: italic">"You cocky worthless no good soul stealing demon, how dare you underestimate me. I could easy take on a hot head like you with out breaking a sweat. And you defending a demon, do you have any idea the damage they cause! and call out your men I know they are there so it pointless to hide."</span>Damien ignored her ravings, he had sensed her power of course, however he had wanted to see if the women would allow her temper to get the better of her. His assumption had been right, how she had managed to lead a team this far was beyond his comprehension. Though his anger flared at the insult he reigned it in. Apparently the women understood demon classes about as well as she understood decent communication skills.<br/><br/>â€œMaâ€™ma to be quite frank you have no idea what youâ€™re talking about. So if you would keep your judgments to yourself I would thank you.â€ He growled, when she hit him with the gun his annoyance only grew and if Kayku didnâ€™t need her, Damien would have killed her where she stood.  The solider that had defended him eyed the women, Regina, with cold eyes.<br/><br/>â€œHeâ€™s on our side and maybe if you would get over yourself for a moment, we could get something done.â€ He said annoyed as his squad stepped from the shadows and flanked him, their weapons were trained on nothing in particular but it was clear that could change in an instant. They were in full Marine combat uniform; this squad had no volunteers and had worked together since before the invasion.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"So, where the rest of your group? There has to be more and it would be nice for my group to join up with yours seeing that we both need in for more people. Like haft breed said I am Regina, the person in charge of the New york rebel."</span><br/><br/>â€œWeâ€™reâ€¦around. I donâ€™t have clearance to give away our location.â€ The solider was smart. Loyal to Kayku and untrusting of everyone he didnâ€™t know. Damien shifted feeling the approach of the other demons, hostile. He ignored the half breeds talking as he tried to I.D. the two approaching. He internally cursed. This could get ugly if they didnâ€™t get out of here. Even as he thought this he felt himself relaxing.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">What the hell?</span>He thought scanning himself and then turned an annoyed gaze to the half breed. Did he really not know that demons could detect each otherâ€™s magic? He had felt Heartkillers magic though the air and had suppressed the urge to take off after them.<br/><br/>â€œSolider! Give me you mic!â€ Damien snapped trying not to give in to relaxing; he had to relay info to Kayku. He tossed Damien the mic and Damien snapped into the mic.<br/><br/>â€œKayku, two heading eastbound on what used to be Howard Street. Get any guys we have out of the area. Weâ€™re not going to head back for HQ quite yet. I donâ€™t want to lead them to it.â€ He said into the mic, however he spoke in a language that was only know to himself and Kayku, so there was no way anyone could overhear it, more so if Heartkiller had left behind anything that could hear what they were saying.<br/><br/>â€œGot it. Iâ€™ll take necessary precautions.â€ Kaykuâ€™s voice responded in the same language.<br/>He clicked off the mic and tossed it back to the solider, even as he did he found himself relaxing again and turning towards the helicopter.<br/><br/>"Now may we PLEASE...... enter the helicopter?" He gestured to the open side door. "Like I said time is of the essences."<br/><br/>Damien looked at him suspicious for a moment and watched as his men stepped into the helicopter lowering their weapons. He sighed and entered looking at Lorden.<br/><br/>â€œReady everyone?â€ He asked, Damien leaned against a wall as far from the female as he could get, waiting for the helicopter to take off. Was he ready? No. He couldnâ€™t stand human modes of flying, he much preferred the demon ways, but he wasnâ€™t about to jump out of the helicopter and fly around fully exposed.<br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: underline">Kayku</span><br/><br/>Kayku listened to what had been going on and to Damiens report.<br/><br/>â€œGot it. Iâ€™ll take necessary precautions.â€ He said clicking off the mic. â€œDamn it all.â€ He hissed turning the channel to 3 and clicking on.<br/><br/>â€œAlright men vacate the area. Look somewhere else but anywhere near Howard, give it a 10 mile radius at least.â€ He said listening to the affirmatives he got in response. He sat back in his chair running his fingers though his hair, things were getting tense out there and he wanted to be out there getting a read on this Regina. He sure as hell didnâ€™t like the shit she was talking about Damien, but she understood where she was coming from. At the same time he blamed humans just as much as demons. â€œThey should have fought damn it.â€ He muttered thinking of how the governments had just given in to the demands of the demons. Not everything could be blamed on the demons; humans had to take some responsibility in the matter as well.<br/><br/>Kayku turned his mic to all channels so he could hear what was going on, but all he could get from Damien was the helicopter blades whirling. Damn faulty equipment. It looked like Damien was on his own for now.