Ashton had seen enough that when he saw the vampire trying to kill the human he slashed through him then faced into the shadows. The vampire dusted. He slowly walked fowards and scratched boredly at his arms with the silver claws. "Hey. Seeing as you fuckers seem like you wanting a fight..." he started out. "...why don't you pick on someone your own size and leave the true human alone. Eh? Thats right...you fuckers ain't got balls for real competition." He said with a smirk. The vampires shouted daywalker in angry tones. "Yeah. Yeah. Guess what...you fuckers made me. Now I get to make your lives hell." He smirked a bit. "This is where you going to say like all the others I shouldn't kill my own kind." he scoffed a bit. "Good thing you zip line leeches aren't my own kind isn't it?" He said with a smirk<br/><br/>He looked at them. "Alright. You ain't gonna come to me. I'll just come to you." He moved with vampiric speed and began striking. When he shoved the claws through the leaders chest and gripped his heart he crushed it then slashed the man in fours before he dusted. "That enough motivation?" he said in a cold voice. They began to attack him. He moved like one of them. He fought like one of them. He fought like a hunter. All their strengths. None of their weakness. Save for the monsters blood lust. He danced and struck out. One by one the vampires dusted. They got hits in but all it did was spur him on. When he was done he retracted the claws into hte metal braces.<br/><br/>He walked over to Alva and appled a healing herb after spraying something his father made to prevent any vampire infection. He looked at the guy. "You okay?" He asked in a distant and withdrawn voice. No fire or anything in his life. Except for the look of self fear.