Red-glowing eyes pierced even the darkest of shadows in the alley, and yet another corpse was found. Carla checked for a pulse, but wasn't suprised to not find one.
"Here's another one. The bastards are close, this one's still warm."
Bridgitte streched languidly, raven-black hair falling down over her leather-clad body in what she called her "Evil Bitch" outfit. It was enough to draw the eyes of just about any male Kine, and often even those of Kindred. Good looking as she might be, the local Anarchs and Caitiff knew she had a mean punch, and could take them too.
"Ten thou a peice, honey. These bastards are ours." Bridgitte replied, sences scanning the night. Even as on guard the two were, however, they were still suprised when six Crips showed up, three at either end of the alley.
"Only ten thousand a piece?" one of them said, as they advanced on the two girls in the alley. "Shit, that bitch Prince of yours hasn't begun to fear us yet! That will come, and you two are going to help."

Carla looked at Bridgitte as they were sourounded, and smiled.
"Told ya they were close." Said one of the oldest vampires in Chicago. Carla smiled as her fingernails grew into two inch long talons. Bridgitte pulled a pair of knives from her boots, and the two stood back to back.

The eight Kindred stood for a moment, tensing at the anticipated combat, each wating for another to move first.
Bridgitte exploded into action, moving to her right and planting one knife in the gut of an opponent, while Carla moved to her left, raking her victim with her talons, leaving him gasping in pain on his knees, trying to collect his enntrails. The Crip's didn't wast time either.





'One for one is good enough for this encounter' she decided, and with superhumand speed matched by only the Eldest of Kindred, fled the alley, crossing the street and loosing sight of her attackers in moments. As Carla ran, she heard Bridgitte's screams as the Crips drove her into Final Death.

The Eldest Catiff in Chicago, hungry, hurt, and pissed off at the death of her Childe, went to feed, and to gather the Clanless for revenge.