Charon went after Sheen, leaving Darkspade and Markus to take out Gaddaffi. Stefan shadowed Charon and Brandon stayed close to Darkspade and Markus.

It didn't take them long to catch up because Sheen ran out of fuel and found himself stranded in the middle of a river with a kidnapped journo who was now really pissed off. In fact, as Charon stood on the bank deciding the best way to take Sheen out without harming the journalist, the journalist took matters into his own hands and shoved Sheen straight into the river.

Stefan waded in and grabbed Sheen by the scruff of the neck, Sheen was still yelling about tiger blood and winning. Charon glanced at the cell phone to see if Spade, Markus or Brandon had taken Gaddaffi out yet. Sheen somehow broke loose from Stefan and ran round in circles flapping his arms about.

"WINNING! WINNING!"

Stefan shot a look at Charon and then rolled his eyes. CHaron was losing patience.

"Stefan, hit the floor. I'm getting kind of sick of this bullshit."

Stefan didn't need to be told twice, he ducked down and flattened himself into the sandy dirt, CHaron shot the crimsonlight gun and hit Sheen right between the eyes. Stefan rolled onto one side and watched as the light started to take effect. Sheen was still talking, then he looked down at the hole beginning to appear in his chest.

"Thats not very winning...."

Stefan shook his head in disbelief as she watched Sheen become an arc as the light became an entrance to their next location. Meanwhile back at Gaddaffi's compound......