Killing in the Name of (Mikaela)

[NOAH MAGEIR]

Noah rushed across the street cursing the weather before ducking under the entrance of a hotel. He didn't really like the rain, but at least with it things may go smoother since there were less witnesses on the street. He really hated having to operate in the USA. Usually Mossad could just get the CIA to arrest and deport the man in question, but in this case that would only get people killed needlessly. Probably because the target was not human.

The man was named Derek Jurgen, an enemy of the state and also a confirmed Nazi. e had been believed to have died at the hands of the soviets but recently images had surfaced of him within the city. In addition to that he appeared to be the same age as back then, that or the street cameras that snapped his photo were malfunctioning. Either way it was not an issue most of the agency would deal with, for all they knew it could just be a prank. Which was why the information had been passed onto Noah.

Noah was in charge of all things.... unusual... Usually this meant that he had to debunk fakes and investigate events that did not require the full attention of the agency. But ocasionaly a gem would arise that also required his special skills. A family killed their blood drained... A series of deaths for which there is no actual explanation. Usually it meant that a vampire was loose in Israel and it was up to Noah to deal with it.

In this case he had taken all the steps necessary and had been unable to prove the images false. Which probably meant the man was an immortal. After a bit of pestering he was finally given the go ahead by his superiors to execute the man. Normally they would try and bring the man back for trial but Noah had managed to convince everyone that in this case death would be the best option.

As he stepped out of the elevator on the fifteenth floor he made sure he was alone before putting down his briefcase and taking out a pistol. The weapon was specially modified to carry ammunition capable of piercing and damaging a vampires skin. He had developed the weapon itself using himself as a test subject. It had been a very painful process but the ammunition slowed the healing process in vampires, which helped him close in for the kill.

It was the top floor of the building, he paused for a moment just outside the penthouse suite door taking a deep breath. He smelled another person inside. But is wasn't the usual stench of a vampire. It was different, very canine... Noah didn't care. Slipping a special key card into the door her opened it quietly and stepped into the room.

"Derek?" he said calmly stepping out into the open, his gun pointing at the mans back. He was wearing a bathrobe and looking out the window.

"So finally the scum sends one of their lapdogs..." the man hissed amused, his voice was almost a growl. As Noah got closer he could see the man was shaking. Not wanting to take anymore chance the Mossad agent fired three shots at his head, the first two going wild as the man whirled around to face him before the last one impacted him squarely between the eyes entering his skull. Noah's eyes widened in shock at the mans appearance. A dog like snout, hands ending in claws, and fur covering every inch of exposed skin. With a dog like yelp Derek took a step back before another shot hit him in the forehead entering his skull. The incendiary rounds burning his brain. Even if he was a vampire it wouldn't be able to regenerate fast enough and Derek died falling backwards heavily onto the ground.

"What was that?" Noah sighed as he walked over to the body looking down at it. The man no longer had his wolfish look, reverting back to that he had seen in the photos, even the bullet holes were gone. He deffinately wasn't a vampire. Reaching over her took out a syringe from his suitcase and took a sample before going back to work making this seem like a drug overdose and suicide. After placing the pills he picked up the body and walked over to the patio before tossing it over. Everything was ready, to the cops Derek had overdosed on drugs and jumped over the edge. Earlier that day he had created a digital paper trail making it seem like the man had a drug problem. All in all the likely hood of him being found responsible was very slim.

His mission complete Noah cleaned up his tracks and made his way to the elevator before frowning. Someone was on their way up...

[MIKAELA MOORE]

Cloudy and cool; the perfect evening for a mid-spring jog through the city and parks. That was precisely what Mikaela needed. As much as she loved the penthouse she and Derek had, the two lacked doing anything outside of it. For some reason, he wasn’t the type of guy to want to go anywhere unless absolutely necessary. He worked from home, having a designated room for his office. Mikaela didn’t mind though. The two of them had built a life together and she couldn’t have been happier with him. He treated her like royalty, and she loved it. The two were a match made in Heaven. Everything about their relationship seemed perfect. The love, the romance…even their intimacy. It helped that they were both children of the moon…that made their connection even stronger. In perspective though, it was very strange for a feline and a canine to have any relationship other than rivalry.

Smiling at the thought as it passed her mind, she leaned down and kissed the handsome wolf with incredible passion. A flame ignited in her as she felt his emotions flowing perfectly in sync with hers. ”I’ll be back in a couple hours.” She whispered, nuzzling lovingly against him before pulling away gently. She was dressed in her running attire. White Victoria’s Secret yoga pants with PINK written across the back and a matching pink tank top. If she had wanted, she probably could’ve landed a modeling position with them with the way the clothes looked on her. Her hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail, and she had her iPod band around the top portion of her left arm. ”Try not to get in any trouble, okay?” She said teasingly, knowing he never left or talked to anyone outside of work. He laughed and nodded to her, speaking tenderly. “Be careful.” As she moved towards the door, she looked back and the two exchanged I love yous before she headed out and down the elevator.

As she began a warm up jog down the road, she could already feel her tiger longing to be free. It had been weeks since she’d been able to run around and be in control and now more than ever, she felt her clawing at her insides. Concentrating on her breathing to keep her beast at bay, she continued her jog…slowly turning into a good-paced run. The music from her iPod helped keep her moving as she focused on clearing her mind. She had no particular path that she was going to take; really she just went wherever she felt herself go. It was always more fun that way in her opinion. Getting lost and then trying to find your way back home. Not to mention, it helped her continue to get to know all the back roads of the city.

After running in one direction for a good hour, she decided it a good time to turn around and head back. She had already gone about 6 miles, and she felt her tiger slowly calming herself from the anxiety of running she had before. For this Mikaela was thankful. When her beast was at bay, her mind was so much clearer. There was a peacefulness that came with it that made the rain that was beginning to come down okay. She quickly tucked her iPod away where it wouldn’t get wet and continued to run back towards the hotel.

By the time she came into view of it, it was pouring down rain and almost every inch of her was soaking wet. Her hair was dripping and she could feel the beads of water covering her warm skin. It was an amazing feeling that she didn’t mind at all. Hopefully her iPod would be safe, but even if not it wasn’t anything for her to buy a new one.

But something unsuspecting happened as she neared her home. As she was about to go under the front canopy the hotel had, a loud…gruesome thud hit right in front of her. A man had fallen from the hotel building. A look of disbelief was on the tigress’ face as she stood for a moment, frozen in fear. The blood from the gunshot wounds had hit with such a force that it had splashed up in the rain…landing on her white attire. Her heart was beating at a rate not human as her tiger moved to defense mode. Screaming out, she looked around for someone to help her…but no one was there. She glanced back at the body, and immediately terror came to her face as she realized just who the man was.

“Derek…”

His name was all she could speak as she ran to his side, tears immediately streaming from her eyes. The love of her life was laying in front of her, body mangled by the fall…blood from wounds all over her clothing. At that moment, she knew there was no point screaming for help. He was dead. Lycans could survive a lot, but a gunshot to the brain was more than enough to weaken them. Then to toss from a building was ensure a kill.

As if her primal instincts kicked in, she felt a surge of burning anger through her. Whoever had done this was sure to still be up there. Maybe if she was fast enough, she could catch them before they caught the elevator back down. The penthouse suite was accessible by both stairs and elevator, but the stairs past a certain point remained locked and the key in a safe. The elevator was the killer’s only hope to escape.

Fighting with every ounce of strength to keep her beast at bay, she ran into the hotel and looked to the man at the front desk. His eyes were in horror as he saw the blood on her and she screamed at him as she ran towards the elevator. “Call 911!” Before the man could object, Mikaela had disappeared into the elevator and the 15th floor button was pushed.

Her body was shaking as she fought to contain the anger she felt. Her eyes were red from the tears that continuously fell down her cheeks. Whoever this killer was, she would be sure to kill him…without a second thought of mercy. He had killed the man she loved, he would deserve nothing less than death itself.

As the elevator doors opened, she laid eyes on the man. A woman’s wrath was nothing to be messed with as she near immediately lunged forward towards him, her grip on him not that of human strength. “What did you do!? Who are you!” She screamed, the tiger mere seconds away from being unleashed. This man would pay, and she would be sure of it.

[NOAH MAGEIR]

As the elevator made its way upward Noah figured he had two choices. He could pretend to be a concerned witness and lie out of his ass. It wouldn't be too difficult, anyone stumbling into this scene would think it to be a suicide. He had set things up to seem like Derek had simply done drugs and committed suicide. It would take allot of digging before anyone could even start to suspect anything else.

His other option was to eliminate the witness. He really didn't want to though. One death was enough for this mission, anything else was bound to attract more attention. His decision was made though when he caught a whiff of what was in the elevator. Female, and similar in essence to Derek, only more.... Feline it seemed where Derek was Canine. Either way she was deffinately not a vampire.

“What did you do!? Who are you!”He was caught completely off guard though when the woman rushed up and grabbed him. There had been little indication that Derek was pursuing any sort of relationship. But now that he thought about it their had been indications in the apartment. He would have to look into that later. How could he have missed that? Oh well for now he just wanted to focus on living through the day

"Who I am is of no concern to you, and what I did was killing a man guilty of war crimes against my people... My job..." he growled before using his strength to push her off him before making a dash for the elevator, reaching down and grabbing his briefcase. He wouldnt have to kill this woman, nor did he want to. She was the only witness and to the police it would simply seem like a grief stricken woman looking for an excuse. Denial... All he would need to do now is make sure to avoid the cameras...

[MIKAELA MOORE]

Mikaela could feel the anger continuing to rise within her. Never before had she been so terrified. Everything in her world had tumbled down within a matter of seconds. Her body was sore and on auto-pilot. The man that she had practically thrown herself on had just admitted to the murder as if it was nothing. He had swiftly and easily thrown her off of him, speaking of how his name was of no concern to her. That statement only upset her more, but as her back hit hard against the wall, she felt her adrenaline peak. The impact barely caused her to flinch and as she heard the creaking doors from the elevator begin to close, she lunged forward and outstretched her arm to try to cause them to re-open, but she was too late. She heard the muffled ‘ding’ and saw the floors began to decrease as he made his way towards the exit.

With every muscle in her body tensed, she thought for a moment what to do. She could jump down and be there way before he was. But, she knew that would draw attention. No normal human being jumps from a 15 story building and lands perfectly fine. Cursing under her breath, she glanced up at the exit. She wasn’t sure, but with her speed…she might be able to catch the man at the bottom.

Not wasting any more time, she moved quickly past the door and down the flights of stairs. She was able to take them about a quarter faster than a normal human would, especially since no one was around. For sure, he was bound to run into someone taking the elevator down and would be forced to stop. For that Mikaela was thankful.

Dashing down the last three flights, she opened the door at a half normal pace…not wanting to draw too much attention to her. She saw the man mere feet from the door, doing the same. Picking up her pace a bit, she let into a full out sprint once she got outside. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Derek’s body still mangled and bloodied against the sidewalk payment. Her heart sank and she chased even faster, nearing on non-human speed. With an extra boost, she managed to catch up to him and grabbed his shirt, pulling him to the ground with her. Every inch of her wanted to kill the man…yet something held her back. Instead she just opted for a few superhuman punches.

[NOAH MAGEIR]

As the elevator door closed Noah heard the woman trying to pry it open but knew it was to late. It was a relief. He really didn't want to hurt her, and hopefully now he could get out of this building without incident. The ride down took longer than expected. The elevator stopping for a moment as a family got on. Noah just smiled and tried to look friendly. He didnt consider for even a moment that the woman might figure out some way to get at him still. As the door opened on the ground floor he walked out from the building calmly, ignoring the body that was still lying on the street. He was almost a block away when he was tackled and pushed to the ground with a grunt.

As he spun around to face his attacker he cursed as the same women from earlier punched him hard on the face and chest, it was like she was a rabid animal but who could blame her. Noah had just killed a man who was obviously very important to her. If he was anyone else he would have probably felt sorry for her. But right now he was getting steadily annoyed, he had just rid the world of a man who had committed atrocious crimes in the concentration camps. And either this woman had been duped by him or was an accomplice.

As another punch hit him square in the chest he growled and threw her off again.

"Do you even know what that man did!?! He deserves worse than what i did..."