Snow was falling in Moscow at night. That wasn't unusual, but Olga Alekseyevna was a Gypsy Seer and there was something ominous about this particular night. She didn't know what though. All her powers could muster was a deep sense of dread. And it was situated in the backalley she was on.
And it was growing. Fast. But the alley where her caravan was situated at
was at the other end of the street and she couldn't turn back. She quickened
her pace.
As she reached the middle of the street, she felt a sudden massive outburst of mystical energies. And suddenly, a portal ripped open in the middle of the street, casting an eerie purple light on the buildings. She screamed a warning and quickly dropped her groceries and began muttered prayers and wards against evil.
Then Jedah stepped out. Olga screamed. She'd read about demons, but to actually see one in person was something she was not prepared for. She backed away, screaming prayers to whatever god was listening.
Jedah regarded her coldly. "What?" He snapped. He spoke, but since Olga did not speak English, and she was too terrified to do anything other than scream, he got no answer. He looked down and saw the problem.
"Ah. I take it you Ningenkai people don't get many people like me." He quickly uttered an arcane phrase and his appearance suddenly changed. He was now a tall man with blonde hair tied back in a ponytail, no facial hair and wearing a purple shirt, pants, and trenchcoat with a red tie. But Olga was
not fooled. The demon had changed his form, but his eyes gave it away. They were completely red. Red as blood.
Jedah realized he was still holding Ba'al and quickly came to the conclusion that holding a scythe in public would be too eye-attracting. He quickly dispelled the Rune Scythe.
Suddenly, some men rushed out from a lot at the end of the street. Jedah could also see lights flicking on in the various apartments over the stores and other buildings. He rolled his eyes as they reached the woman. She was screaming and pointing at Jedah in a tongue he didn't recognize, a Ningenkai
dialect of some sort.
Olga frantically explained what had happened and the Gypsy men immediately turned Jedah. They spat curses at him. He shrugged and quickly threw a Spregio fireball at them. It exploded on contact and fried one of the men. Jedah regarded the remaining men, who had thrown themselves down on the
street floor they way a lion would regard an ant, and then he turned and walked down the street, leaving the Gypsies staring at the burning corpse that had once been their comrade.

Jedah picked up some sunglasses that he liberated from a storefront window. Then he set about to finding out where he was. The next day found the Vampire Saviour wandering the streets of this strange city. It snowed constantly, and the people all dressed in fur hats and heavy coats. Jedah's purple shoes crunched in the snow. He paused to look through a window and saw books in the window. He looked up at the store's sign, and of course understood none of it. He shrugged, and feeling he had nothing else to do at that moment, entered the store. After all, where there were books, there
could be maps.
He entered the store and found it to be a large-ish bookstore. People milled about on various book-related ventures that held no particular interest to Jedah. He wandered around the bookstore for a few minutes, searching for any maps. Finally, he got so irritated he started ripping books from the shelves and throwing them down onto the ground snarling in fury. That caused people to notice him. A woman came up and started yelling at him in that damned gibberish she called a language. Jedah ignored her and continued to scream in frustration and rip books from the shelves. The woman grabbed him by the shoulder and Jedah immediately threw her into the nearest shelf. It toppled over, books flying everywhere.
Immediately the other people did two things. One, they went to the woman, or two they rushed Jedah. Big mistake Angered, Jedah summoned Ba'al and literally tore into the first man in a spray of blood and gore, plunging the blade of the Rune Scythe into his chest, ripping apart his internal organs. As the man fell, Jedah did not bother to remove the Rune Scythe, but immediately whipped around and laid down a spread of Spregios, igniting the flammable paper books and wooden shelves as well as completely incinerating two people. The people who had been attending to the woman immediately forgot about her and fled out the door, leaving just her and Jedah among the burning store. He stepped through the flames, picked the woman up by the cuff of her shirt and spoke, venom dripping from each word that flowed from his mouth.
"Where do I find MAPS, you worthless piece of trash?!" He screamed.
The woman's glasses slid from her face as she sobbed something incomphrensible in her native tongue. Jedah screamed and threw her like a rag doll across the room-straight into a fire induced by the Spregios that had come from Jedah. He paused as he listened to the woman scream as she
burned. Then, as an afterthought he summoned the souls of the recently departed to him, feeding on their souls. They were mere humans, and weak, and therefore not very filling, but still, he could have used a light snack.
He heard noises off in the distance. WHOOP-WHOOP-WHOOP-WHOOP, getting closer Jedah grasped Ba'al and dispelled it. He walked calmly out the front door, his anger gone, and he stepped out into the street. People were gathered in front of the street, and Jedah stepping out made all the people
stand back. He recognized several people who'd escaped from the bookstore among the crowd. He paid them no heed and walked straight forward. People scurried out of the way for him. Then strange machines-cars, if Jedah remembered came down the street. There were three black and white ones with little flashing thingies on top of them, and one large one with many different attachments. Jedah continued walking down the street. Several men in strange Ningenkai uniforms got out of the smaller cars and began shouting at the spectators. Immediately everyone started shouting and pointing at
Jedah. He paid them no heed and continued walking down the street. He heard more people screaming, but didn't understand them, so he kept walking. Then he heard a loud noise, and something hit the pavement next to him. A small chunk of metal had cracked the road. That caused Jedah to turn around. The men had weapons pulled out at him-guns he recalled them being called.
They shouted something at him. Jedah shrugged and raised his arm. The people stiffened, but did not fire. Then Jedah brought his hand down."Dio Cega." He whispered. Immediately, a large spinning blade flew from his fingertips and slashed into the lead man. He was ripped into two neat pieces. The youngest man doubled over and began retching at the sight. The older, more experienced men began to open fire.The bullets riddled Jedah, and his black blood began shooting from the wounds. He opened his mouth and coughed up similar blood and he fell to the ground. His eyes shut.
The police approached him slowly. Alexi knelt down and fingered the black
liquid before pulling his hand away. [Burns...] He muttered. [Who the hell was this guy?]
[Whoever he was, he's gotta be the guy who burned up that Gypsy last night.] Captain Sasha mused. He looked up to the store. [Looks like the firecrews are doing an admirable job of stopping the fire.]
[Yes, Cap-*Gack*!] Sasha looked down to see Alexi's throat being crushed as the man's hand shot up, wrapped his fingers around the Russian's throat, and squeezed. There was a sickening snap and crackle as Alexi died.
Jedah sat up. "Well, that wasn't very nice." He commented before throwing a Spregio at point blank range at the circle of men. It struck one man full on, and he exploded like a meat balloon. It send the other men flying. Jedah rose-and rose-and rose, until he was floating a good 10 metres off the ground, hovering there like a fallen angel.
[Good...God...] Sasha whispered.
Then, Jedah swopped down, grabbed one of them men and then flew straight up, the terrified man squirming in his grip. They rose, and then, Jedah dropped him. The man fell screaming to the paved street below, but suddenly, Jedah was drilling into his back-literally. He had used his inherent Darkstalker abilities to change his feet and legs into a drill and was literally drilling into the poor officer, speeding his fall. At the last moment, Jedah cancelled the transformation and leapt away, and the poor soul hit the cobblestones.
Captain Sasha had seen enough. {RUN!} He screamed at his three remaining officers. [RUN!]. The police needed no further heed. They broke and ran, forgetting their cruisers and ran from the street. The fight had been witnessed by the firecrews and the civilians, who were also fleeing. However, they'd put the fire out so it wouldn't spread to the other buildings. Pity.
Jedah turned and left the opposite direction.

As they day progressed, Jedah still had no idea where he was. He'd had several more encounters with the uniformed men, which had resulted in more property damage and death. As night fell, Jedah came to a backalley and dispelled his illusion. He mentally opened a channel to Mikai and was soon answered.
My lord, you respond sooner than I had anticipated.Sabbath noted, his voice floating through Jedah's dark mind.
I still don't have any of the Three, if that's what you mean. I don't even know where in the Nine Hells I am! Jedah snarled mentally.
Can you not ask the locals? I am sensing a very large amount of souls all around you.
They are of NO help when I cannot understand a word they speak! Jedah snapped.
There was a pause. Suddenly, the High Arcanist began to chuckle. It quickly turned into laughter. What's so funny, Sabbath? Jedah asked.
My lord forgets the Speak Tongues spell. Remember? The spell that, for a small expenditure of mana, allows one to speak all known languages, be they demonic or human.
Jedah paused. Suddenly it came back. Oh yes, I remember now. Jedah said slowly. Hmm. I forgot it...Or rather, knowing me, I made myself forget it so I could have more fun when I arrived on Earth. I'm like that, you know.
Very good, my Lord. Of course, you're up the creek if you have to read anything, since the spell only works on spoken, not written words. Sabbath chuckled.
Right. I'd better got a move on. I have a feeling I should get out of wherever I am before some more humans come by.
Yes my Lord. Keep me posted.And Jedah cut the connection.
Jedah quickly invoked the spell and was suddenly filled with knowledge of tongues. He stepped out of the alley and into the street and began walking. Eventually, he'd come to the edge of this city, and he'd run into country. He could find a smaller town and find out where he was there.

[And then he turned into a drill.] Sergeant Orloff finished.
{Yes sir.] Sasha said, nodding. It had been like this for hours, having paperwork to fill out for the deaths of the people under him and then being interrogated by a series of officers. More reports had come in of gruesome deaths by the strange man in purple. With no name, they'd started calling him Violet, or Violent Violet.
[Are you sure about this? It is not every day that you see something like that] Orloff said.
[With all due respect, sir, I know what I saw. He threw fireballs, could summon a sickle, could fly, and could summon blades from nothing!]. Sasha regretted what he'd just said. But this was getting so frustrating.
[I understand that, but what human could-]
[Human. Exactly] A female voice interrupted them. Both men looked up. Police Chief Burgasov stood at the door, two people backing him. There was a woman, with long, flame red hair dressed in black with a trenchcoat. She wore a cross pendant around her neck and had holster on each hip with
revolvers tucked in them and daggers tucked in her belt. The man was big and broad, with a black moustache. He had ammo belts containing small vials, big enough to fit into a gun, of water, was also wearing a cross pendant over his black sweater. He had a longsword strapped to his back. Both had scars crisscrossing their faces, and the man had a large scar diagonally on his
face.
[Gentlemen, I would like to introduce Anastasia Romanov and Piotyr Kolodenko. Experts on the supernatural] He said as they passed him and came around the table. [You may leave, Sergeant.] Orloff nodded and left.
[What we are dealing with here is no human. Far from it.] The woman, Anastasia said.
[A demon. Most likely a greater being.] Piotyr Kolodenko continued. [You did not see the beast's true form?]
[No, sir.] Sasha said. [All I can give you is a physical description-]
[Of its human form, which it can change easily.] Romanov cut him off calmly. [Did you hear it speak?]
[Yes...It said something in...English, I think.]
Romanov and Kolodenko exchanged glances. [A western demon. Intriguing.] She said.
[Not a vampire, it was daylight when it attacked the bookstore.] Kolodenko said, nodding.
Romanov turned to Chief Burgasov. [Do not attempt to close any roads out of Moscow. If the demon wants out of the city, it will find a way out at the cost of more lives. They live to kill. We will track it using the physical description you have given us. Send the order out-if any of your men see the
beast, tell them not to try and apprehend it or they will be killed. There is no maybe. If they see it, tell them to contact Mr. Kolodenko and myself immediately. You will give them our contact numbers]
Orloff nodded. Romanov turned to her partner. [Come Piotyr. We have a demon to kill]
And the two demon hunters left the room without further words, leaving Chief Burgasov and Captain Sasha.