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May or May Not Need to Shoot Cana Again - Coffeeandfists

Cana hadn't meant to get involved, but when he saw Damien and Jaq running away from the school, as though leading someone away, he blinked and headed after them. He didn't think he'd catch up. He actually thought there was no way in hell he would. But he was stupid enough to try. The nine year old found his way into a crammed little building, hardly bigger than a shack. Jaq saw him come in before the guy. But by the time he could do anything, the shot was already in the air. And then it was smashing through Cana's lung. His breath came in a squeak before he was sent backwards, unconscious and hardly breathing.

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Another Added to the Legion: closed with coffeeandfists

Jake got normal calls before the Division. He got calls he could stomach. He was normal, as far as vampires went. And now things just got fucked up really fast and he wasn't sure what to do with half of the calls he got. This one was the worst he had ever gotten, and he couldn't stomach it before he even showed up.

He hadn't been told Travis had gone on a mission with Jaq. And to hear that the building had collapsed because of an explosion that took out all the foundation and that the only one reporting was Jaq was something that made him a little light headed to think about.

He had never dropped anything so fast. Travis was the only guy he could honestly call his friend, and if he was dead, he was going to make sure everyone who was responsible for him going was also dead. He got to the location in about forty five seconds. Fast enough to make him lean against the door for a moment and throw up his last water bottle of blood because of the trip through the shadows. When he had nothing else in his stomach, he stood up straight and pulled out the water bottle from his cloak, downing enough of it to stay in control of himself before shoving his way through the rubble towards Jaq. "I'm never responding that fast, so never ask it of me," he said, sounding nauseated. "Where's Travis?"