((WinterStorm, please try to keep your turns in order with the posts, so that other people have a chance to fairly post in return to everyone's actions.))<br/><br/>Kala quickly swiveled in place as she heard the voice from behind her and her vibrant green eyes narrowed.  It was some apparition, or at least she thought it was.  It was clearly not possessing any sort of energy she could sense.  Suddenly, the man was duplicated and they began to advance on her.  Every muscle tensed and she let out a low warning growl.  As they surrounded her, the man began to babble about her needing protection and suddenly, with a flash of light, she was standing in front of her front door.  It was here that the actual man was standing and also, the man from her window with him.<br/><br/>"What the fuck..." She muttered low under her breath as the man once again began to babble some nonsense about wanting to meet her past life and some other guy's name who's last name matched Nehmahati's.  "Who the fuck are you talking about?"  She snapped and then she realized that the man was talking about the other one who had been outside of her window.  She heard what she presumed was Kalab's angry words.  The fury within them were enough to even send chills down her spine and yet it too seemed oh so familiar.<br/><br/>She could still feel the pull to this man and it confused the hell out of her.  His words were suddenly directed towards her and she tensed once more, her eyes narrowing.  No one was going to force her to go anywhere.  She didn't know these two men from adam.  The other vampire spoke once more and then began to transform before them.<br/><br/>And then those words left his mouth and for a moment, her thoughts of self survival were gone as laughter burst from her mouth.  She couldn't help it.  "Is this guy serious?  Dracula?  Really?"  She couldn't help the humour that came to mind, but as her gaze fell on Kalab, her face grew serious and she stiffened.  "Both of you have another thing coming to you.  You-"  She pointed a finger at this self proclaimed 'Dracula'  "Need to shove off and lose that silly little title if you want anyone to take you seriously.  I don't know who the fuck you are, but no one asked for your help.  You lay one more finger on me and I'll cut them off."  She spat the words.<br/><br/>Then she turned to Kalab, her finger shifting from 'Dracula' to Kalab.  "And you....I don't know who the hell you are either.  I'll be damned if anyone is dragging me anywhere.  Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go."  She gave them both a dangerous look.  "Don't either of you try to follow me."  She shoved past both of them and hurried down the hallway towards the stairs.  This entire situation was fucked up and beyong strange.  Not only was she having to contend with vampires hunting her, but now it seemed she was having to deal with whack jobs that wanted to 'save' her and whisk her off somewhere.  She would be glad when she got the hell out of town, got the hell out of dodge and could relax.