Altair vs Open

[Altair]

Name: Altair
Race/Clan: Vampire, Assamite
Generation(If Vampire): 8th Generation
Location: An American Football pitch with Human remains scattered about from a game with the Sabbat.
Forecast: Night obviously, Rain, Thunder and lightning, a large amount of dark clouds.
Challenger: Open

Altair stood on the sodden football field. He looked at the human remains scattered about, near the sidelines he saw a head and an odd finger scattered around and an arm placed mockingly in the Endzone. The Sabbat tonight sure seemed more sadistic than usual, he laughed as he thought of how much trouble the Camarilla would have to go through just to cover this up.

Altair heard a small noise and drew his daggers, was a Sabbat returning or was it someone else, either way it was not good. If it was a human, he'd be accused of murdering these people which might lead to arrest which was never a good thing, especially for a vampire. He hid quickly by the side lines. A drunk human staggered in and fell over, Altair quickly ran over and sucked some of his blood so as to refresh his vitae but then he heard another sound. He could also smell the stench of death, it was indefinetly a vampire.

He heard footsteps, who was it and were they a threat? He had been told a vampire walked this area at night and that was his target though the brutal slaughter here had distracted him at first. Apparently it had played to his advantage.

[Andrei]

Name: Andrei Tilea
Race/Clan: Vampire, Tzimisce
Generation(If Vampire): 9th Generation
Location: An American Football pitch with Human remains scattered about from a game with the Sabbat.
Forecast: Night obviously, Rain, Thunder and lightning, a large amount of dark clouds.
Challenger: Altair

The rage on his face was palpable. All he'd done was gone off to the sidelines and had some fun with the few scared humans there. The girlfriends of the moronic jocks who'd foolishly challenged his pack to a game mostly. They made such a pretty picture now, far improved upon compared to their plastic human looks. The next human to see what remained of them would be having nightmares for weeks. That knowledge gave little comfort to Andrei though; his pack was decimated. Whoever it was would pay. Drawing his rapier he held it at his side as he surveyed the dark pitch, looking out to see where the culprit was. He was on the verge of frenzying; his pack never left without telling him something, therefore they were all dead or captured. Whoever had commited this affront would pay dearly.

[Altair]

Altair hid as the man walked onto the field. The sheer rage and killing intent the man was giving off managed to even make the hardened Assassin gulp. He had been in tight situations and felt murderous intent before but he had never felt this much radiating from one man before. He would have to be very careful here as this much rage could probably lead to one thing even Altair feared in a fight, a frenzy.

The primal bloodlust of a frenzy culd lead to one vampire tearing apart ten and was not something he wanted to fight in such a grotesque and disturbing scene to say the least. He couldn't even tell if it was his target. He had snuck beneath the bleachers but as his feet hit a ground a large cracking sound followed at the bleacher. That ahd almsot certainly given him away to this monster. He began to run towards the side of the Bleachers. If he was quick enough this could prove to be fatal for the vampire in question.

Who is that man and why does his very prescence instill some degree of fear into me?

[Andrei]

To the edgy, hyper alert Fiend the sound of the wood breaking was as a giant redwood falling in the forest. He wheeled around, face twisted into a vicious glare with his lips pulled back and fangs bared. He began to march forward, his eyes darting around to discover the location of the murdered. Whoever it was had to be a skilled killer but to Andrei that didn't matter right now. His personal safety was being ignored by the remaining loyalty he had been bound to his pack with and now it urged him on to destroy their killer with vicious abandon. As he approached he roared out to whoever was present.

My name is Andrei Tilea. You killed my pack. Prepare to die!

((It was wood right?))