This time they'd gone too far.
The anons could torture him all they wanted, he could deal with them. But they started going after Abby to get to him now. They started torturing a sweet, non violent person, and changed her whole body as some sick joke.
Not to mention... He couldn't love her like this. There was no way he could touch her and love her. Even if this was temporary, he couldn't allow it. It wasn't as if she was really Turned... This was temporary. A week at the most. Once he'd got a little killing in, he could start to help her. There was a hospital not that far away, he could get a few blood bags for her... Something she could eat.
So first, he headed to his apartment again. Changing into his common Hunter gear, being sure to grab an ectoranium knife he'd know would cut an anon. As he was leaving, he gave a rather longing look at the metal box on his shelves. Just one started echoing in his ears, the urge to get a little something now stronger. One capsule of ecto, that's all...
He jumped out the window, a crazed smile on his face as he ran. There'll be something just as good in those little anons.
Once he was in an alley, he stopped, holding his arms to the side. It was time for blood.
"Well COME ON ANONS! This is what you wanted, right? COME AND FUCKING GET ME!!"