Laying there on the floor, tired and dirty she was not sure as to how long she had been laying there or when she had even been brought there in the first place. There was blood, blood on the floor that she was laying in, blood on her and the taste of blood in her mouth. Old blood, old human blood was the taste that was in her mouth as she laid there, eyes staring off into nothing since she really did not have the drive to even force her eyes to focus on anything. Why did it matter what she looked at anyway? Dherris, her one true mate was gone from her and there was no bringing him back to her. Those who had caught her seemed to enjoy retelling her about how they shot him all to pieces. How his bullet riddled body made an attempt to crawl after her and then the satisfaction they got by placing a single shot into his head; ending him permanently.<br/><br/>The anger and utter hopelessness that she had felt upon hearing this news was so great, that the emotional howl that tore itself free from her lips was such that those guarding her felt themselves moved near to tears from the pained emotion that they felt. Some of the higher ups had even considered just letting her go, but these feelings were short lived when they looked at their casualty reports and saw their number of dead. The reports had been spilling in all day over the past couple of days, since her capture in fact, as if her men knew she was in their hands and now they were doing whatever could be done in order to cause as much chaos and pain to the humans. The thought was that they knew the humans were in possession of their commanding officer and despite the human forces going into the streets and killing all of the non combatant supers. If anything those doing that had caused the super's army to retaliate with such anger and force that they were once again pushing the humans back.<br/><br/>With all of the supernatural forces working together, while removing support from the humans they were able to overcome their individual weaknesses allowing them the ability to overwhelm the human forces despite their smaller numbers. The human command staff were in a panic as they tried to figure out what it was, if anything they could do in order to counter act this but as of yet everything that they did lead them to only buying more time from what they saw to be a losing battle. The panic and fear ran through them all in the main headquarters, save for their new leader General Sanders. He seemed almost elated by the turn of events as he stared at the screen that displayed the video fed from Shey's cell. Smiling in delight as he watched her, just lying there, defeated and broken. A woman who had caused him and his Mistress nothing but a world of annoyance and pain was not at their mercy without putting up so much as a complaint let alone a fight. It was an easy victory and he was pleased with himself, since he knew his Mistress would be pleased with him as well. After all it was her pleasure that was the main focus and goal that drove him and guided his actions day in and day out.<br/><br/>Once he turned over the traitorous werewolf bitch, then his Mistress's Master would give him the power he needed to quell the Supernatural forces and thus the city to its knees before him. When that was done he would then hand it over to his Mistress on his own knees, which would surely please her when he did that. All he had to do was hand over the werewolf bitch and everything that he wanted in his life would come true and be realized. Yep just had to turn her over.....though now that he thought about he was not sure how one went around summoning a demon lord for an audience. He would have to research it, though carefully of course because he knew his men were watching him closely. They did not like the fact that he remained so calm when to them it looked like the city was doomed. Oh if only they knew of all the great and wonderful plans he had for the city once it was under his complete control, then they would all see, they would all see just what he was trying to bring them to and show them this whole time. Yep in due time they would all see....<br/><br/>The hushed tones of those guarding her, fell on deaf and uncaring ears since all hope and meaning had gone from this world with the death of Dherris. There was no point to any of it, not to the city, not to the human or the supers and especially not to their accursed war between one another. All that she loved and cared for was gone from her, yet again and she was not strong enough this time to care to continue living. She was perfectly happy and eager to lay there and wait for death, and then she was with the courage and strength of her men. None of it mattered anymore to her and all that she needed now in life was for her death to finally take her and to end her very long and painful existence. Two hundred years of pain and heart ache was more than enough for anyone over a normal life span let alone an abnormal. She felt she deserved a rest from it all; sleep was all she wanted and desired anymore, the big sleep the final sleep that no one ever woke up from. That eternal rest that her heart ached for......