'Bless me father for i have sinned...'

Lucero Santisima sits alone in the cathedral. It is maybe two hours before dawn and he is a long way from the safety of the mountains.

But some things just have to be done.

Lucero sits in the front pew looking up at the altar. He is still wearing his biker leathers, kevlar vest and large black cowboy hat. His boots have heavy spurs and there is blood drying up to his elbows...

He tips his head skyward and looks up at the moon through the stained glass. There is still moist blood on his lips, chin, running down most of his neck... His lips move in silent prayer and he doesnt miss a beat even when he hears the cathedral doors open behind him...

zaine walks into the cathedral calmly and quitely smoking a cigarette while he adjusts his tie.
When he notices the blood on luceros arms and face he walks to the front pew and sits next to him.
He quitely drags on his cigarette and pulls his 357 magnum out of his shoulder houlster and points it at his head without saying anything.

Lucero doesnt move a muscle even as the cold steel of the revolvers barrel is rested against his temple.

His bloodied lips continue reciting a silent prayer for another minute or so before he stops and only sound in the cathedral is the crackling of Zaines cigarette.

Lucero's eyes dont move from the stained glass until the moon is slowly covered by a dark cloud.

'Are you here to listen to my sins, brother?' Lucero addresses Zaine, one bloodstained hand creeping into his own pocket, not for a weapon for a cigarette and lighter.

Zaine pulls back the hammer of his 357 and says: 'Talk.'

Still nothing. Lucero is as calm as a statue. Complacent as one of the stained glass figures that surround the two Cainites...

'My name is Lucero. I am the Templar of the Cainites gathered in the mountains around this city.'

There is a quick spark as he lights a cigarette, and continues talking. Little spirals of smoke punctuating his words.

'I met your sheriff tonight.' He pauses for another long drag on his cigarette.

'You can find whats left of him up on that balcony.'

He points, high and to their left at the balcony overlooking the altar.

zaine looks up and to the left at the balcony as the cigarette falls out of his mouth on the floor. He stand up and pulls the triger aimed at luceros head.

Its beautiful timing: The cigarette hits the floor in an explosion of red embers, the gun goes off with a roar and a heavy flash.

But Lucero was fast, instinct kicking in and a defensive arm lashing out against the pistol...

The shot barely grazed his hat sending it spinning to the floor like a frisbee. The errant round blasted a melon sized hole in one of the cathedral's pillars.

Lucero reacts throwing a bloodied fist against the bigger cainites teeth with a suprising amount of force behind it...  

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When Lucero hits Zaines face he barely moves and he comes back with a vicious attack with the head of his cane aimed straight from the floor to luceros chin.

Lucero catches the cane right in the chin with a crunch...

A mortal mans teeth would have been blasted to powder from the force of that blow... Lucero spun completely around like he might have been knocked out...

But he comes back with a powerful heel kick, planting the heavy spur on the back of his motorcycle boot right into the side of Zaines head...

Luceros boot catches zaine perfectly in the cheek, sending the spur threw the skin with a small spray of blood. the force from the kick itself makes him fall over the pew into the next set of benches.... which makes him drop both his cane and his gun on the fall.

Lucero wiggles his jaw with his right hand, crunching teeth in the process. He spits blood anbd some white powdery bits to the floor and kicks again;

Not at Zaine but at the pew, tipping another bench ontop of the kindred before he turns tail and runs. By the time he can get out from under two pews Lucero will be long gone...

Zaine climbs out from under the pews and runs to the door to see hes gone and lights another cigarette as he walks up to the balcony to see the remains of the sheriff.

The sheriff is indeed dead and gone... all that remains is a pile of ash, a lot of coagulating blood and the sheriffs easily recognizable watch and pistol...

Lucero must have ambushed him good as the pistol was never fired...

Zaine will pick up the pistol and watch, to go show the prince what has happened.. Sprints to his 1969 chevelle and peels off to tell the prince.