[Jacob]

*Setting: The night time darkness seemed to growl lowly as Midian gently walked down the dark alleyway. Ignoring the mumblings of the homeless or drunkards that slept down there. Alexie watched, concerned, from the street that the alleyway led onto, he was situated in a ground car that they had stolen. Deeper into the darkness that was at the end of the alleyway stood her supplier. He was, like her, a practioner of Majick and was supporting her and Alexie's cause. Finally she got to the end of the alleyway which then led into a more spacious area were, on a dustbin smoking, sat her supplier.*

Midian: "Where are they...?"

She looked around, her eyes acclimatising to the darkness. Her supplier looked up, his eyes glowing a faint sky blue from the depths of the shadows.

Supplier: "You'll get 'em. First gimme the money..."

She snarled and reached into the back pocket of her jeans, pulled out a sellotaped up envelope and then threw it to him.

Midian: "There...now, where's the explosives?"

Suppliert: "Patience, lemme count..."

As he said this the envelope gently floated in the air infront of him and opened itself up, were it then proceeded to spurt out dollar notes. These, too, floated in the air. After a couple of seconds he nodded and grasped the money and bundled it into his coat pocket.

Supplier: "Ok, it's over there..."

With a wave of his hand a sports bag slid along the dirty ground and in to sight. He then jumped off the bin, threw down his cigarette and began to walk towards the alleyway.

Midian: "Wait...! I want to check."

She rose her right hand up, palm facing forward as she said this. Which quickly stopped him in his tracks with some strange force. He growled gently as he felt her power stop him from proceeding. Looking over to the bag she then rose her left hand up slowly, gently lifting the bag in the air, were she then began to pull it towards her. When it was close enough for her to see into, she moved her left hand across to the right and quickly unzipped it. Once unzipped she held her hand over it and moved her index finger and thumb apart...causing the bag to open up and reveal some dark yellow, round crystals. The crystals edges seemed to be surrounded by a silver-metal which had two rods digging into the crystal and into the center. She looked up at the creature who had brought these objects.

Midian: "They're not charged...why are they not charged?"

The being, still in shadow, spoke gently.

Supplier: "I never said i'd charge 'em...i said i'd supply..."

Midian scoffed hanging her head low and shaking it.

Midian: "They only work when charged...otherwise they're about as good as paperweights..."

Supplier: "Paperweights can be a bit lethal if in the ri..."

She raised her right hand slightly upwards which inturn raised the supplier off the ground.

Midian: "Don't piss me off...I'm alot more powerful since we last spoke, Jay. ALOT more..."

The creature floated in the air gently, his unease showing in his eyes.

Jay: "Heh...what you been takin'? Or should it be, who you been drainin'?"

He dropped to the ground, struggling to land on his feet but yet still managing to keep his balance.

Midian: "You know i don't stoop that low..."

Shaking himself off the creature scoffed and stepped towards her.

Jay: "Yeh? How you get it then...?"

Midian: "It's fuelled by pain...anger...frustration...grief...hatred. You have no idea how much power lie in these emotions...No idea on the feelings that course through your body when you concentrate hard enough on one ability..."

Jay tilted his head and purred softly.

Jay: "That's dangerous, i might try it...heheh."

He chuckled jokily. He was standing quite close to her now and able to sense the power flowing off her. Oozing off her. She was like a speaker with the music turned on full blast.

Midian: "I can't allow you to do that, Jay."

She looked into his eyes, into his Soul and without a blink of an eye put her fist into his chest. He gasped, his eyes beginning to shine a bright yellow, his body stiffened up and he basically became paralysed. But blood or guts did not lollop out from his body, infact the only thing that did escape was light. For as she mysticly put her hand into his chest, she began to drain his Soul. Take his power. Yellow light shone brightly from around her arm, jolts of electricity jerked into her body. She moaned orgasmicly and lifted her head up to the sky as she felt power course into her like never before. Slowly she tilted her head downwards to the bag and pointed her index finger at the bunch of crystals. In seconds a single strand of yellow electricity darted into the bag and began charging them up. She knew that she, herself, didn't have the power to charge them up to an adequate amount on her own, but if she got another reasonably powerful practicioner, it might just work. He began to sputter in pain, tried to move. She could feel that he was in pain, feel that he was trying his best to move, but she didn't care...she just carried on. Draining him and then combing their powers to charge the crystals. As the seconds morphed in to minutes the bag gently began to glow, the crystals were charged and were going to stay charged for a good 7 days before they frizzled out. With a grunt she quickly pulled her hand out of Jay's chest and watched as he staggered backwards before collapsing, dead, before her. She had taken 95% of his powers and when you've been practicing for as long as Jay has, you're powers become part of you're Soul. And so evidently, 95% of his Soul was also missing. Causing him to go into a coma. Yawning gently, Midian knew she needed sleep and recouperation before the weeks ahead. Tomorrow was a new day however, and also the next kill...

(OOC: Oooohh, i shaaay)