Lugar had entered the stadium undetected through the outfield entrance and metal security bars, looking for Nina. Since his return to the states he had been watching her in order to decipher her involvement with John in particular. The night they denied seeing the murders performed by Big D had left him skeptical and curious.
Making notice of the conversation between her and the mole; he was quickly on their tail in the concourse. The mole was following her after their disagreement. His head was about to blow from the pressure. The crowd was in a continuous uproar as the game picked up and multiple players were waved in.
Nina was reaching in her pocket presumably to inform Big D about the treachery but the mole grabbed her and pulled her into a hallway that was under construction. With farm plastic falling from the ceiling and stored buckets on the floor that were being ignorantly kicked through. He pinned her up against the wall briefly before she kneed him in the groin and whipped out an expandable baton.
"That is going to cost you." - Said the mole.
She splashed it across his face leaving an imprint and a smile on his face. Nina attempted to strike him down again but he caught the baton and swung on her, causing her to take a step back. The mole removed his jacket and service firearm. It served him no good against their kind. Before he could try to grip her Lugar had appeared in the doorway.
The mole expelled a curse word before gearing up and ramming into Lugar, cracking the partially built wall behind him and giving Nina time to run away. The mole was able to grab a brick and throw it at her, tripping her steps. Lugar then elbowed the mole in his back. Even still he was being clinched on to by his waist and with his right hand the mole clutched Lugar's knee cap; tearing his ACL. Then the mole took a step on that said knee and ran up Lugar's body into a hurricanrana and back flipped onto his sternum. Lugar was left taking deep breaths on the floor. The mole then ran down on Nina who was holding on to her wound on the back of her head and limping away. He grabbed her hands in their place behind her head and dragged her to a bucket full of cement. Before a trying attempt of suffocation in the material. She used natural flexibility to collapse into a split and was then sitting beneath him, thrusting her fingers into his eyes. He stumbled backwards into Lugar who had recuperated and body slammed him into the ground before taking a rusted metal rod and shoving it in under his chin exposing his fangs and simple genetic makeup.
There were veins under the lips that squirted ink like mucus after being punctured. His bottom row of teeth were narrow and his fangs jagged. Lugar squeezed the deceased face, turning the head side to side, observing the difference in the vampire compared to the ones who captured him decades ago.
Nina was hesitant and in visibly disturbed in the presence of Lugar after his absence. Yet again he was attending to her safety. She reached again for her pocket unsure of what to do.
" What is all this?" - Lugar wasn't entirely sure how Nina was exactly involved with Big D.
She was wiping blood from her nose, " He threw a brick at me."
They both just looked at each other while tending to their wounds. Lugar ripped the sleeve off his shirt and tied it around his knee, popping it back into place. He stood up straight and peered around.
"It should have killed you." - He said.
"What?" - She was shying away, beginning to turn away from him and leave.
"The brick."- He was analyzing everything, still catching his breath.
"Lugar, what are you doing here?"- Nina asked, redirecting attention to him.
" Why take me to the club that night?" - Many thoughts rushed in his mind as he developed his stance on her collusion within the calamity.
Nina tried to walk away from the conversation and ignored the question and insinuation . Certainly frightened and was not capable enough of taking him into Big D alone. She was beaten up and her only insurance in the last ten minutes was him.
Lugar assertively pulled her into himself and tilted her head back, forcing her mouth open and pinching her lips down revealing her fangs. Nina spit at him and flipped onto his shoulders, repeatedly punching down onto the base of his neck. Choking him before Lugar regained control and flung her onto a cart of paint. On her way her boot clipped the only ceiling light turning everything dark. Lugar's vision in the dark was well accustomed and he stood still watching her every movement. For the first time he was seeing who she really was; listening to her echolocation to navigate throughout the pitch black, finding her way out.
He allowed her escape in order to follow, with plans of discovering Big D. Nina made it back to her car and tried to start it but the gas line had been crimped by the mole. Unable to do so, she took a peak behind her before making it to the subway station.
As Lugar was leaving the stadium in pursuit of her he was pointed out from behind by two security details. They were calling out his description over their radios. An FBI Agent was killed and he had trespassed with everything being caught on CCTV. Giving him no choice but to lose his position on Nina.
Blue and red lights began reflecting off the incoming crowd of people leaving from the game. Lugar dipped beneath the clueless pedestrians moving them out of the way. Chicago police were compiling and ordering him to freeze. Disregarding their attempts and measures to contain him; he decided to run down the road, frightening people who stood in his way, eventually finding a family who were loading up their minivan. A gun was exposed and Lugar managed to get in the vehicle leaving the officers disoriented and in a frenzy.
"Drive."- Lugar said calmly.