<span style="color: #FF0000"> <span style="font-style: italic">But I give you this if you look up my first name in a history book youâ€™ll figure out my last name in no time."</span><br/><br/>        With those works, Kaleo suddenly knew who this was. The realization hit him like a ton of bricks. I mean how could he NOT know?? He read so many history books. I mean he was a book addict for cryin' out loud. So how come he didn't figure this out? <br/>         Smacking his forehead, he suddenly heard the church door open.<br/> <span style="font-style: italic">Huh? I thought they locked the doors after they closed. Most churches do,</span> he thought to himself. Sighing to himself in hatred of his own stupidity, he walked through the church doors behind her, all the while checking out her tight shapely ass.<br/>          Just as he was about to make a snide comment, he noticed her tense up as she eyed the large cross statue, blood dripping from it. Instantly, he sensed another presence. A familiar presence, masked heavily by a familiar-smelling cologne. Surveying the room, his eyes landed on a silhouette making its way toward the huntress For some strange reason, he felt the unshakable need to warn the huntress. He was supposed to be the one to eradicate her, and now he was trying to save her. <br/>        However, before he had the chance to warn her, she turned around, catching sight of the silhouette, his red eyes glowing brightly. What happened next, happened so fast that even Kaleo himself didn't have time to act in time. <br/>      The silhouette grabbed her hand, tore her vice grip from the hilt of her sword, and flung her aside like a rag doll, her head hitting the side of a bench. Then the silhouette sped to her side and literally began to touch her in some way, although Kaleo could not see that well from where he was standing. However, the vampire must have violated her in some way, because Kaleo heard a shriek catch in the huntress's throat, followed by foot-to-skin contact and the sound of body-weight slamming into a wall.<br/>        Kaleo felt like a coward just standing there, even though he knew right well that he was never nor could he ever be a coward. He just didn't like fighting his own kind, especially if the carried a familiar scent of a good friend. He was just wondering who this good friend was.<br/> <br/>        "Now youâ€™ll have to pay for that BITCH!!" The familiar voice spoke. Instantly, he knew who this was. Stepping into the moonlight, the silhouette revealed himself as Keenan Danten, his best friend of all time from so many years ago Kaleo couldn't even count them anymore.     <br/>     The moonlight shone off of Keenan's chocolate skin, defining every line of agitation in his face, which somehow seemed to not belong on his face. However, once his eyes landed Kaleo, his face smoothed into his jolly smile, looking more like himself again.<br/>         "Hey,man," Keenan waved to Kaleo, speaking in his oh-so-unforgettable Jamaican accent. "How you doin'?"<br/>         "Hey, Keenan," Kaleo greeted his friend happily, momentarily forgetting about what Keenan had done earlier. However, coming back to his senses, he added, "What the hell you doing, Keenan?"<br/>        "What? Helpin' you out, man. Besides, what the hell are <span style="font-style: italic">you</span> doin'? Aren't you here to kill this sexy huntress?" Keenan looked over at the huntress, checked her out, and then winked at her. Then he looked back over a Kaleo, with that friendly, expectant smile on his face.<br/>       "I was until you showed up," he said, however, realizing he was not exactly telling a complete truth.<br/>        "Oh yeah? Then explain to me why you were chatting with this sexy young chick out by the front of the church." Then shaking his head, he said, "You know, man this is the first time I've ever had to do your job for you." Suddenly, Keenan made a lunge for the huntress.<br/>          The next thing that Kaleo was going to do, not even he himself could stop himself for doing. Slamming all of his weight into Keenan, he sandwiched him between him and the wall, slamming him against it with such a force that would break any human's back. <br/>         Fear draining the color in Keenan's chocolate face, and swiping the smile from him, he looked up into Kaleo's eyes with his own red eyes widened by extreme surprise.<br/>           "W-what is it,man?" Keenan asked, trying to not sound afraid, but failing miserably.<br/>          "What is it? WHAT IS IT???! This is MY kill. So I'll ask again. What. Are. You. DOIN HERE!!"<br/>          Waving his hands in surrender, Keenan said, "Hey, hey calm down, man! I'm just sent here on orders from Linus. He just wanted me to check in on you. It's never taken this long for you to kill a vampire hunter so we were just worried is all. Hey, man, don't hurt me. We're buddies, remember?" <br/>          Sighing, and coming to his senses, Kaleo pulled away, apologizing. Sometimes he didn't know his own strength. Although Keenan was almost as good a fighter as Kaleo and was second on the To-Be-Feared list and was ALMOST as strong as Kaleo, he was not quite there yet and could still be easily killed by Kaleo when taken off guard.<br/>       Bending over and catching his breath (Kaleo's arm was apparently nearly crushing Keenan's airway. Even though vampires didn't breathe, a crushed airway would hurt a vampire quite badly), still standing in front of the wall he was slammed up against, he spoke warily, "Hey, bruh, that huntress is Runa Velia."<br/>           Looking back toward his friend, Kaleo said, "I know."<br/>           "Then what's what's stoppin' you, man?" Keenan asked, lightly nervous agitation growing in his voice.<br/>            "I don't know," Kaleo replied calmly, his head down, standing before the cross statue...</span>