((is this chris' car being fucked uon? lol))<br/>Chris held onto the shotgun as he was pulled from the car. He quickly stood to his feet and, without hesitation, fired the gun through the window, shattering it. The car that had been assaulting them was turned ro confetti, sparking Chris' bad temper. He fire in the direction of the male vampire as a warning shot. He walked towards the driver seat, appearing at the passanger's seat and climbing in with unbelievable speed. He had moved so fast that it looked as though he telported from the one side of the vehicle to the other. He was next to the woman before she knew it, desert eagle to the side of her head. He drew in close and smelled her deeply. "Vampire." He hissed angrily. "A delicious one at that," He spoke, hus british accent heavy. "Get the fuck out, darling." He growled. "This is my car. I worked for it. I own it. I payed it off. Get the fuck out before I have to shoot you in the leg and blood in my car." He warned.