Sarah held up a newspaper. It was a early morning Dunkin Doughnuts, and she had managed to get the new edition of the local newspaper. She sipped a bit of her coffee she got. IT was still dark out, but the sun would rise soon. A new worker came by. "Excuse me, would you like anything else, or shall i get the bill?" he asked. "Bill, i need to go soon" she noted. She looked at her hand. She could remember what happened easily. One of them grabbed her. She was trying to get away from them, all of them. Her hands drew to her pendent. She could never find out what the symbol meant. The worker came back with the bill. "Do i need to get a pen?" he asked. She noted "No i got it" she said, looking into her bag. At this time, the worker tried to drink her blood actually being a vampire. She grabbed the stake (which was also in her bag) and shoved it through his heart. "Guess the coffee is on the house...." she said, as he turned into dust.

She picked up her bag, and began to head to work. She rested the stake in its spot in the bag, and looked up into the sky. The sun was in the sky now. But unknown to Sarah, she picked the worst possible town. For the conflict and war is looming.....and every single vampire wants her dead.......

(Epic ending in post!)(i would like to note that it is every single vampire, unless you have a crush on her or something. Or if you have a good reason)

A young woman was walking down the street under the cover of darkness. Rather hurriedly actually, she had sneaked out of her house to hang out with several of her friends that she had been grounded from seeing due to the delinquent activities they often performed. She was crossing by an alleyway when a sudden something wrapped around her neck and dragged her into the alleyway. She opened her mouth to scream but a cold clammy hand covered it and a gentlemanly voice spoke close to her ear.

"Don't worry my dear girl, this will be over quick" The vampire said as he pulled a small siletto knife from his pocket and flicked it open with a quiet click. Vampires of the modern age couldn't just dig their teeth in without exposing their existence. Though before the vampire could make the cut someone, or something, else spoke high above.

"You are correct, this will be over quick." The vampire looked up, his night-adapted eyes piercing the darkness and snarling at the figure silhouetted against the stars above them. The girl whimpered and the vampire dealt a quick blow to her temple to knock her unconscious.

"Who the hell are you to interrupt me during mealtime?" The human figure standing above the vampire hopped off the ledge of the building and landed on the opposite wall, he sprung off that and then slid down the opposite wall. He stepped forward, raising his head and pushing his red bangs back from his eyes which almost shined in the darkness. The human youth smiled a toothy grin at the vampire, though his teeth were odd. . . unlike a humans flat teeth, this boy's teeth were sharp like some carnivorous animal.

"Put simply, your end." The youth stated. Reaching for a hand axe clipped to his belt that looked a little to heavy for him to be able to use. The vampire had an incredulous look and then he chuckled. His chuckle transformed into a maniacal laugh. "You boy? End me!? You fool! I will destroy yo-" He cut off suddenly as he did a double take. The boy who had stood before him was gone. In his place was a tall being, not excessively muscular but certainly not frail. It had a body akin to a humans and it's head was that of a raptor with blood-red eyes that glared at the vampire with a baleful yet gleeful air. It smiled at the vampire who hissed and rushed forwards with inhuman speed only to find a foot ramming into it's chest. A long serrated claw sliced across the vampries neck, just above the shoulder blade, as he was thrown back into the brick wall. The raptor-being took a step forwards and the vampire stood and charged again, stabbing the knife into the raptor-beings skin. . . or did he? The raptor just gave a bemused look at him and caught the vampire around the neck. The short, thin blade of the knife had snapped against the raptor-man's skin, leaving barely a scratch.

The vampire gave a terrified and choked noise as he was pushed against the wall and raised up. The raptor drew the black axe back and with a clean swipe, dismembered the vampires legs. He cried out in pain and the raptor dropped the vampire. With another two clean strokes the vampires arms had come off. The raptor sighed.

"Shame, I was expecting at least a LITTLE more entertainment out of you." One last clean stroke abruptly cut the vampires pained cries, and it's head, off. The raptor being smirked "And my name is Issac in case you were wondering." Issac knelt and with a deft movement plucked out the vampires right eye and slipped it into his mouth. He chewed on the salty orb while he went about gathering a nearby empty garbage bag and collected the pieces of the vampire and dumping them inside. He didn't bother with the blood, it would dust soon anyways. He tied off the bag and shifted back to his less conspicuous form of a human and started to trot about town, searching for a place he knew a vampire associated with the, quote-un-quote, 'vampire order' lived to dump the sack of dismembered parts. He enjoyed enticing conflict, and this was a surefire way of instigating such wars.

He sighed with simple satisfaction. "Protecting the weak isn't so bad" He muttered to himself cheerfully as he dropped the bag on Ian McKinley's doorstep, scrawled a quick condescending note in Ian's door with the tip of his axe and then rang the doorbell and booked it.

((Forgot to mention, Vehires normally do not own houses, for they all can rarely even get across the border to get into Springside, but I'll give them some living quarters after I find a picture and I guess that is where the bag will have been set that carried the disected vampire. ^^))

Ian slipped his thin fingers into a pocket to retrieve his newly refound best friends. A small mirror, a straw, a razor and a small baggie with crystal rocks and powder. He smiled, he found that besides the usual smoking, he liked the old fashioned snorting down a few lines. He set the mirror on his lap, opening the bag he let some powder fall onto it where he began to dice it even smaller then it was with the razor before he used the straw to inhale two fat lines of glass. He closed his eyes, enjoying it. He felt his eyes dialate, most likely turning them completely black. He was high, and that was all that mattered now. He stepped outside, rudely awakened by a the stench of a trash bag which he kicked off to the side sending it flying into the air causing the dismembered parts to go sailing in all directions. "Stupid fucking Lycans." He spat, pushing his way off of the door step and entering the cold wasteland. His eyes scanning the empty land he set out to find some company. His eyes glanced towards that tree, and of course, she was there. His stomach churned, and just the thought of a wolf made him sick. He scoffed and looked away, knowing she probably caught his wandering eyes. He kept his thoughts simple, as to not get her attention in that way either.

He was right, of course she was there in her usual tree. [see picture 1] Jojo watched, intrigued by the mind of a meth user. She could hear every word that he didn't speak, the running and crazyness of his brain was almost too much for her. Yeah, she had done ecstacy a few times, but no hardcore speed like coke or crack like he was so used to. She despised it, another thing she did not like about Ian Mckinley, but they had been enemies for as long as she could remember. She thought back now, ignoring his stoned thoughts and was sent into the past by her reminising mind. She could see the two of them, seperated from one another, their gaurdians towering over both of them screaming at each other that they should never cross paths in friendship again. She heard her Uncle mutter something about them being leeches and that I was to no longer communicate with the blood suckers. As he wrapped his arm around my frail shoulders, I thought to myself that this wasn't a very bad punishment, seeing as how she really didn't like them anyways, she found them vile, and disgusting. The consumption of any liquid besides maybe water or tea was more then just repulsive. She held back her vomit and came to, her eyes watching him vanish into the distance. Jojo wondered just where he was headed and decided to keep the link of his thoughts a whisper in the back of her mind to keep in touch.

(Right.....well Sarah does so you know, as she does not really rank within the Veshires anyhow, making her not normal. However, if you are a Veshire that was like a childhood friend of hers or something that might make you like her more....)(Just to be clear we are playing by standard Vampire/Lycan rules right? Sunlight will kill (excluding my charrie, for that is the main reason why she is hunted) them, and stuff like that?)

Sarah saw the chaos caused by the were...raptor? She had heard about wolf Lycanthropes, but not raptors. Sarah kept silently muttering to herself "Remember to act human remember to act human". She didnt actually have any urge for the blood spilled, but nonetheless, she didn't want to go near it. She began to pass a street, only to see a guy run by her in a hurry. For a moment she thought it was the same guy as before. As she walked across the street, she saw someone by a tree. She couldn't tell who, but the tree was right next to the cafe that she worked at. She went to the door nearby, only to find it locked. As she turned to ask "Hey what time is it? I thought....", she then realized it was Jojo. She thought a small meep in her head, and then thought about what to do. She decided to not look like an idiot and say what time she thought it was. "....I thought it was 7AM" she finished.

She was no scared to hell and back. Jojo was about 6 feet from her, the leader of the of the lycans. Well, it was better then Ian Mckinely. She looked at her watch. Then she realized what was wrong. "Oh, its Sunday. Duh". Now she needed to figure out a way not to get killed or hurt by Jojo.

A snow white angel skipped along the streets of the town. Her bare feet complained about the roughness of the ground but she gave no attention to them. Shielded by the shade of the low buildings she was free to dance happily down the streets with out a care in the world. Every now and then her arm would swing away from the shade causing the harsh rays to burn her delicate white skin. "Ouch!" She complained in her strong British accent. "Blasted sun, why must you cause harm to me." She complained to no one.

Not too far she spotted the apple of her eye, the silver lining in the clouds, the reason why she hasn't stepped into the sun to commit suicide. A bright smile crept on to her face seeing the leader of her clan. "Sir, Ian!" She gasped a little louder then her usual soft voice. Her pale cheeks turned bright pink as she subconsciously walked over. As she walked closer to the male she could feel something different from her surroundings, a stench that she despised. A lycan was close she could smell the beast even from the long distance they had between each other.

But the potential threat didn't stop the English girl from jumping behind the male and wrapping her arms around his neck. She has always been a clingy vampire, and everyone in her clan knew that--at least she thought they did. She would always cling onto the nearest vampire to her. " 'Ello there leader!" She said in the brightest way possible

((Yes, they do get hurt by the sun, and Ian is excluded in that as well, seeing as how he cannot get physical pain or hurt at all.))

Ian chuckled, she was acting most foolish. "It's just a wolf, my dear, nothing to fear. Especially with me around." He added. He looked towards Jojo again and rolled his eyes, scared of a wolf was the last thing that he was. More like appalled. He grunted something else about her rash behavior. Ian glanced to her, seeing her wrapped around him. The monster begged him for more physical touch from her but he ignored the crys, slipped out of her grasp, taking long strides away from the wolf alpha. He expected her to follow as he walked and turned to look at her finally, his eyes grazing over every inch of her body. He almost found himself smiling at her, but kept it to himself and he raised an eyebrow. "You know, you really shouldn't walk around in the sun so much, your getting blisters." He said, now tugging at her arm, a little to hard, to get a better look at her burn marks.


Jojo glanced down, the smell of a close vampire had already wafted up to her nose. But what's this? A vampire? On the human side? Not possible. She cleared the tree, making a jump for it, her legs extended to catch her from falling and she landed on the ground with a light thud on both feet. She lowered her eyebrows and made her way to the fence that blocked the cafe from the forest and she eased herself up to get a good look. "Who're you?" She asked, her eyebrows still low. This was defnitely the girl that was making the smell, but how could a vampire jump the border? Especially with her on patrol. She waited, heaving herself over the fence with grace and landing on her two feet again, she did not want to jump to any conclusions of any vampire until she was answered, especially by a Vehire that she had never seen.

Something scrambled up the tree and took a place beside Jojo. Stark red hair and a plain white t-shirt, black slacks, brown eyes, and a gleeful smile gave the something away as the were-raptor Issac Ven. He crouched with an astounding balance on the tree branch and he looked at the lycanthrope beside him and chuckled.

"I always wonder what would have become of me if you hadn't recruited me onto your little 'team.' You see all those little bits and pieces over there? That is my handiwork. You should feel proud of yourself Jojo. Making me protect mankind, otherwise it could have been a human in that bag." He smiled some gazing off at Ian as the verhire walked down the street [is it daytime or nighttime?] "I relish the day when I finally have the permission to go and introduce that vampire to Odin" He said caressing the blade of his axe. It was a rather wonderful weapon, very sturdy and durable and edged with obsidian on one half of the blade and silver on the other half. The other end of the head was a large silver spike with a hole just under it for locking in a hemulargic spike, should he have to spike someone quickly.

"What is it he can do again? Telekinesis? That's something I wouldn't mind having, I should see about getting a spike through him when the day comes where I fight him." He looked off dreamily, lost in thoughts of how to dismember the vampire leader and what his next fight might hold, it was inevitable to happen anyways. He watched as the scattered pieces of the vampire he had butchered turned to ash in the sunlight and blew away with a slight gust of wind.

"Ah such a satisfying sight. Sometimes I wish I did daytime fighting so I could just push the vampires into the sunlight and watch them disintegrate before they hit the ground. . . I'll have to videotape that." He muttered. "Then I can cherish that moment forever." He gave a whimsical sigh that was very out of character for him and somewhat comical to hear coming from his mouth, but he was also scoffing at the idea a little. A fight in the sun with a vampire would be too easy, he enjoyed prolonged fights, that was why he was allied with Jojo. He could fight and defend someone as a bonus. Better yet, by making himself a mortal enemy of a group of people, he would always have a constant supply of opponents.

He yawned. "So Jojo, what is planned for the day eh? Tag and bag? You have a track on a vampire with powers I would enjoy spiking?" His bloodlust seemed insatiable. He blinked as Jojo unexpectedly bounded off the tree and sneaked over to the vampire. He shrugged and slid off the tree and walked after the other Lycanthrope.

"Who indeed. . . you're not burning in the sunlight, what's that give you? Invulnerability?" He smirked and looked at Jojo "May I spike her?" He loved instigating conflict.

((Jojo isn't in the tree, she's hopped over the fence into the city. Ian is on the vampires side, where they all should be if they are in the clan, since they normally find it quite difficult to get past the river, and apparently everyone else has made it day time so.. *shrugs* i guess it is.))

[The general gist of my post is still portrayed. I gleaned that she was in a tree, and then you posted while I was writing my post. more details are in OOC. We should keep these sorts of posts in that tab so as not to break immersion.]

"I'm Sarah Black! I don't want to hurt anyone!" she told her shocked. She did expect somewhat of a battle, maybe the stories about her told be Ian were exaggerated. Then again, he was on meth, so that should have been expected. She wiped some of the dust from the Veshire that tried to kill her before off her, hoping that wasn't the scent she smelled, or else she might be killed. She then looked at him and said. "I...don't know...i cant remember anything farther then the past few weeks" she told them. A human jogging ran nearby. As she ran, her hand accidentally got cut on the fence, and she got a small wound. Sarah backed away from the human, not wanting to be tempted even. Although she didn't have a taste for blood anyhow. She watched the jogger pass by, not making any move at her or the scent of blood.

She then looked at them and said "Please don't tell Ian im here, im fairly certain he is one of the people that wants me dead" she told them. She looked at Issac. "Uhhh......please don't hurt me?" she asked.

(!!!!)

Her small heart flew at the her leader's words. "You're right, Sir Ian. I'm safe around you." Her pale cheeks turned into an even deeper shade of pink. Of course she wasn't afraid of those beasts, she's the clan's hunter and she wasn't afraid of anything. Well, aside from the disapproval of her leader she fears nothing. Tilting her head innocently to the side she caught a glimpse of the human like creature. Disgust ran through her petite body seeing the alpha female. She reminded herself to gather enough courage to convince the male vampire to consider moving to a farther area.

She followed Ian, her body relaxing as they grew more distance. She jumped slightly surprised that the male took her arm. She winced slightly from the blisters she had gained from being expose d to the sun so much. "But all the humans come out when the sun is high up." She complained puffing her cheeks to a pout. , he was scared ass hell.She hated how her prey would come out only when the sun was up. Every now and then shed hunt for the early morning joggers, but now a days the human race grew lazy only waking up mid afternoon. At night they refuse to come out of the security of their homes, which made Scarlet's job harder and more dangerous. "Plus, the sun makes things more beautiful." She giggled childishly.



A small bark ran through the trees of the vegetation around the town.a ball of grey fur zipped its way past nature's obstacles, in his mouth was a roll of denim that seemed to be worn out. It leaped, crawled and sprinted its way not minding if it had bumped into something. The wolf pup cried making its way to his clan's alphaess. The stench of blood suckers entered his nostrils making him sneeze slightly. He tried his best not to get distracted by the stench. In the outside he kept running but under the short fluffy fur he was scared as hell. The pale creatures terrified each and every bone in the young werewolf. Maybe it was because one of the heartless fiends had mercilessly taken the lives of his beloved parents.

Finally after spending what seemed like forever the young wolf saw the female and the raptor not too far from where he was. His small tail wagged back and forth and he slowed to a stop. Placing the roll of fabric on the dirt ground his paws playfully poked the leader's legs. He nodded his head, acknowledged the odd ware raptor and continued to call for Jojo's attention. He was still a puppy after all and all he wanted was to be played with.

Jojo's eyes were on her feet now, Yuki was prodding and pawing at her feet. "This is no time for games, Yuki." She whispered, pushing him away gently with her foot causing him to scoot over a few feet. Jojo looked back to Sarah now and nodded, understanding. "Yes, he is after you, I've been...keeping an eye on him as you might say, but do not worry, I know that you are no harm to the humans, and I will not let myself or the members of my pack harm you. But if you are ever up for a fight, or maybe even some training, you can always come find me." She said, adding a smile to lighten up some of the unwanted tension. She did not want her to flee, and plus, having a vampire on their side could actually help their odds to win, despite the fact that they all hated most vampires naturally.

Ian dropped her arm and looked to her eyes now, apologetically. "I am sorry, I really don't know my own strength." He said, looking towards the ground. Even though there wasn't any sort of a reaction on his face, his blood was pumping with the monster, and although he was quite buzzed, he wanted another line. He reached in his pocket and pulled out the same sack slipping his finger in to scoop out some powder in his fingernail and he put it to his nose and sniffed at it hard, repeating the process three times to send his head spinning again. He shook his head, enjoying the rush and he sat down slowly on the ground, the ash sticking to his clothing and bare hands which he really did not mind. He then looked up at Scarlet and motioned for her to join him on the dirt. "And yes, I'll have to agree with you," He said, his eyes locked on her. "things are much better looking in the sun."

"Thank you. You don't know how long it took me to lose most of the hunters of his..." she told her, walking to the side of the road. She looked in the direction of Ian, clearly making out his smell.....and meth. She wasn't quite sure if he could smell her. "Thank you again...." she told her, then noting "I have an apartment. If you need to find me, il probably be there. As long as someone isn't trying to kill me" she noted. Sarah wasn't quite sure what, but somehow she was more different then any of veshire, as no veshire in history have never had a taste for any, especially human, blood. "I already know i can't leave town. Iv seen Veshires watching the borders...."....

The veshire was watching them, lurking in the shadows of the sewer, which has both masked his scent (well that makes a good reason of how that vampire before got in, and any others we may encounter) and was dark. He had a crossbow with a wooden stake, as well as some shotgun rounds for his mighty Shotgun. He had to hold his breath though, even for him it was disgusting as hell. "Lucky day, Jojo and Sarah. Looks like i will be able to get a good pay after all, and take out one of the many people increasing my thirst" he thought to himself, careful not to make any noise. He took out the crossbow 1st, and aimed it at Sarah. Now he was perfectly gloating when he said "Bon Voyage" as he pulled the trigger... (Yeah Bastered, lets see how that works for you. If the Lycanthropes don't pull you through that sewer drain and shred you to pieces i will....)

Sarah sighed,, hearing the 2 words for a moment as the stake went at her. (Enter Slomo, the following happened in 5 seconds). The stake spiraled at her, getting ever so closer. But in re-action (of which she doesn't even know how, she lost her memory so she cant remember how or where she learned this next part), she managed to grab it with 2 fingers 6 inches away from her heart.(end Slomo) "WHAT THE...." she said, shocked. "How the hell did I catch that?" she noted, before eyeing the vampire/veshire....

(feel free to rip him to shreds, but he isn't actually french. Just to be clear. You may also note that perhaps because of all this, she has some sort of different feel for you. Like unlike usual natural hate, you don't feel any of that or something. Sarah is one of a kind... :D....i think the special abilities/powers might have something genetic related...that would be wicked awesome :D)(But yes, most vampires ether want to kill her or drink her blood. that might help with your feeling of her...)

Issac whirled when he felt the arrow pass by him. His eyes darted around, taking on their blood red hue as they adopted the sight attributes of a raptor. He smiled as he caught sight of the vampires arm darting back into the shadows and he walked nonchalantly towards the sewer drain. He had not taken on any sort of visible raptor qualities and looked completely human at this time as he wandered near the sewer drain. He didn't look down but he knew what was there, all he had to do was wait for it to come out, and if it didn't do that, well he would just follow it.

Being a rather cocky vampire, and having not noticed Issac was a were-raptor in any way because of the overwhelming stench of the sewer and the fact that Issac looked in every other way human, the sewer vampire withdrew a small knife and popped his arm out of the grate to stab Issac in the foot. Immediately the lycanthrope's body snapped downwards, catching the vampires wrist in a sturdy grip and then yanking upwards. The vehire gave a surprised noise and then a cry of pain as Issac pulled up and then pulled his foot back and kicked the bloodsuckers elbow. A wet crack ensued. Issac wrenched upwards, only increasing the vampires pain as the sewer grate was lifted off. Issac looked off a ways and then smiled charmingly at the vehire.

"Oh look at that. . . the sun is coming out from behind the clouds." The bloodsucker got a horrified look on his face and a few moments later his mouth was covered by Issac's hand to keep him from gathering attention while he screamed his dying screams. The vehire's arm crumbled to ash in Issacs hand and he smiled, putting the sewer grate back on and then dusting his palms while he walked back to Jojo and the other odd vampire. She was an interesting case, never before had he seen such speed or coordination. He definitely wanted to get a hemulargic spike into her but as long as Jojo was around, that would have to wait, and there were other powers anyways, perhaps some worth more than Sarah's.

"You are free to compliment me for my efficiency Jojo." he said with a sarcastic bow.

Jojo chuckled, finding herself aplauding for only a short moment. Her old friend had done it again, killing a fiendish vehire so easily, not even breaking a sweat. She smiled and patted on Issac on the back for a job well done. "I'm quite impressed." She admited, paying no mind to his screaming thoughts. She didn't want to think of the things that he would actually do to torture a vehire just for being around the wrong area at the wrong time. She smiled at him looking to Sarah before giving a half bow before hopping the fence back to their land and climbing back into the same tree she always sat in.

"I-it's alright." The shy vampire said as she lightly glided her hand over her blistered arm. She frowned seeing the male take out the bag of what seemed like powered to her. "Oi, you two know that stuff's bad for you." she said almost sarcastically. What was she saying? They were immortal, nothing will happen to them if he stabbed a knife through his chest. She shook her head at what she had said, but she couldn't help it. It hasn't been a long time since she started to feed on human blood, so she still felt somewhat the fear humans have had. She sat next to him obeying her leader. Pulling her legs close to her chest curling herself up in a more comfortable position. she smiled watching the low flowers dance with the light cool breeze, she loved how the shadow would mimic it's owners movement. Her hand glided onto the girt ground below her not minding that her pure white dress was collecting dirt. She looked up at Ian when he spoke, her cheeks turned as scarlet as her name when their gaze met. If her heart was still moving it probably would have fluttered by his words. He couldn't mean me could it? she asked herself unable to calm herself. "Y-yeah," She said in a more shy tone looking back at the wild flowers. "L-like those dandelions, they look much better in the sunlight." She smiled sweetly at the male.


The small pup whimpered as the alphaess shooed him to the side. It upset the boy that she wouldn't play with him as often as she liked. He blamed the vampires--of course-- for that; if they hadn't been attacking the humans so much, Jojo wouldn't be worried and she would have more time to play then to stress about the human's safety. He also blamed the human race for being so plenty and yet be so weak. So much for power with numbers.

He shook his head reminding himself why he had ran all the way from town to get to the female. Taking the denim roll in his mouth he hid himself behind a bush. His body started to transform to it's human form. After the transformation was complete, he unrolled the denim and rolled it out into some short pants. He slipped them on himself, the fit was baggy and reached mid-leg length. After he was fully clothed he leaped out of the bush and walked over to Jojo, shyly he tugged on the taller woman's sleeve. "I have something important to tell you."

Ian lowered his eyebrows. "Harm us?" He began to crack up in laughter, unable to help it. The dumb-foundedness of her words plus the glass was making him nearly spaz out. "For one, I did this back when I was human, so you really think I'll give a fuck now that I'm immortal and I can't be harmed whatsoever?" He asked, not really expecting or wanting to even hear an answer from her. The buzz was corrupting him, making him rude to even her, a girl that was into him. So why was he being an asshole? He didn't think but for only a moment on his thoughts and they were washed away when she mentioned something about the dying dandelions shadows. He was looking into her green eyes again, and raised an eyebrow, like asking her a question with his face. "I was talking more along the lines of....." He stopped for a moment, building anticipation. He wondered if she knew what he was about to say and momentarily envyed Jojo for her mind reading/controlling powers. Oh what he could do with such strengths. He cursed himself in his own mind, he shouldn't want anything to do with her. "You."

Jojo looked down, the boy was on the ground and he was saying that he needed to tell her something important. She grumbled, but hopped down, landing lightly on the ground again. She brushed herself off and fixed her hair back into it's proper place before turning to him, their heights incredibley different, she had to bend her neck to see him in full view. She cleared her throught before speaking, "What is it Yuki?"

She wondered what the young wolf had to say, curious that it could even be something to do with the vampires hurting someone. She was all ears to him now, her upmost attention put on him. Although she could just listen to his screaming thoughts in her head, she sometimes found it to be intrusive, always knowing what people thought truly of her. Sometimes she didn't like her power, the knowledge of every single glimmer of thinking was sent into her brain from people all around her if she listened hard enough.

Issac stood nearby Jojo and Yuki, listening quietly though it was likely he would comment on whatever information was to come. Issac knew of Jojo's power, likely because she told him at some point or if not that, he had substantial evidence to have a reasonable suspicion. For this reason he had a certain degree of 'brain static' which was really just useless information being tossed around his cranium. Jojo could pierce this cloud of course if she focused but her absent and subconscious brain-probing wouldn't cut through it as easily. There were several thoughts he did not want known to others. Some he wanted to keep especially secret from Jojo, thoughts that could get him killed if they slipped. He stretched and cracked his fingers.

"Ruthless efficiency is my strong suit Jojo. Thank you for the compliment." He growled out. Then waited for the information, it could bear details of his next hit, otherwise he would probably go and make the Sarah girl uneasy, that was about as fun as fighting so far.

Sarah walked down the street, relieved. Well that worked much better then she thought. However, her post writer has to go to school, so he/she will finish this post up later. He/she also recommends jumping a few hours later, as he/she doubts much more will happen in this hour.

Scarlet couldn't help but feel embarrassed at her blond moment, she couldn't help but bring out a few nervous giggles. Looking like and idiot in front of her secret crush--though it wasn't much of a secret since she acted so obvious-- wasn't exactly a cool move to do. She hated how naive and foolish she acted in front of the male, she'd always try to impress him just to make him notice her but would usually fail by acting like an idiot. Her eyes widened at his words, she hoped her jaw didn't drop not wanting to look more like a fool then she already did. Her shyness grew more making her turn her head away from the male, her pale cheeks turned into a deeper shade of red. It took some time before the girl found her words--and voice for that matter. "Th-theres no need to flatter me, leader." She whispered shyly while her fingers played with the lace of her skirt.



Before the young werewolf could answer, he thought of an easier way of bringing up the news. He knew how the female hated bad news, especially when it came to vampires and humans. He hoped that this time she wouldn't bring out her frustration through him; last time she scolded him for being too slow at his job, the rant went on for hours and hours. "W-well..." He whispered biting his bottom lip and shutting his eyes. "The vampires had killed 5 people now, three of them were children." He could still hear their poor screams as the white witch took them to their side of the area."I tried to do something, but she was too scary and too strong." He whimpered slightly looking down at his hand, his wrist black and blue. He squinted his eyes readying himself for another round of scolding.

Ian chuckled at the shyness this brought to the surface. He smiled, eagerly taking notice of this and putting it away to use for later. So it was flattery that was he weakness. "Well, my dear, by no means do I not truthfully feel for every word that I said." He said, answering her slowly, watching for her expression to change in any way. "Besides, you are the fairest in the land." He said catching her glancing eye. He noticed the softened redness in her cheeks and knew that he was to blame for such difference of shading. The meth pushed him, and he wanted physicalness. He sighed, wanting to push away his normal male attitude with women, but knew that it was no use. Just a stroke, a brush of flesh from her would send him in a whirl, but something more, well that would just be insanity. But he wanted it. More then anything right now, so he really didn't mind what he was about to do. He looked to her again, his hand raising to cup her jaw gently, the feeling sending electrocutes through his body then finally he pulled close to her and kissed her.


"..........What?" She asked. Jojo had heard some thoughts about humans, but she really had paid no mind to the female vampire across the way. Now she was learning that it was her killing all of these missing people. Much less children. How were they getting into the city. She growled for a moment, her vocal cords vibrating. She wasn't about to let this one slide so quickly, but if they were even going to attempt an attack, they would need to be prepared at their upmost. "Yuki, thank you for telling me this. And I understand that you would not be able to take her down alone, she is much too powerful. But you could have at least informed me or Issac or anyone in the pack and they would have helped you." She sighed, knowing that getting upset would not help their situation so she tried to cool herself before blowing up in flames. Literally.

Sarahs post writer is now back, and may now continue...


Sarah walked down the street. She thought she was dead. At least she was happy about her being wrong that both the Veshires and the Lycanthropes would try to kill her. As she walked down, she could see Ian with Scarlet. She quickly froze, and looked at him. She couldnt tell if Ian was too high or not to notice her. She began walking the other way. "Great, the only person who could ever possibly follow me into the sun...." she silently told herself, and made her way back to the Alleyway nearby. She had no clue if Ian followed her or not....but she didnt want to find out. She went to the other side of the Alleyway and began to go toward the more center of town. By now, the ash of the vampire before was long off her. But as she turned the cornor, lurking in the Shadows, she thought she saw someone. "Whos there" she asked the person hiding. If it was a human, she would have to run, or else she might be tempted (well not really, but she don't know that) by any blood he spilled. If it was one of Ians hunters, she would probably die soon unless she made it into the sunlight. If it was Ian, she would probably be dead. If it was a Lycanthrope, she would live for a change.

So she would ether live or die from this. This is NOT what she was hoping to find. She saw another shadow with that shadow. THe person walked into the dim light, but not dirrect sun. THe other person she could clearly smell now, as a human. Dead. "Hello Kitty, or do you prefer Sarah?" the vampire asked. She was female. "Well, i would like to stay, but i have to run. Another victim to the list. THis entire town will be drained dry....whether by Ian, or me..." she ranted, before turning the corner. Sarah went after her, but found no one. "Kitty, why does that sound familiar...." Sarah wondered to herself. Now she had Ian and this vampire to worry about. And her own self control....

(there we go, much better)

Issac smiled "Five people. . . killed by the same vampire. You have heard of the old 'eye for an eye' philosophy I assume. By that wonderful logic they owe five lives, at least. They've already given one. . . now I have to just go make up for the other four. . . or nine." He caressed the silvered edge of his axe.

"Thank you for this information Yuki, it could be the final nail in the coffin that makes Jojo finally break and order an attack on the vampires. Oh how I would enjoy that." He adopted his Scandinavian accent for the last sentence, making it poetic in an odd way.

"But then again, perhaps not." He sighed as if in disappointment then brightened a little. "However, that's one more vampire I get to fight." He snorted "Killing children. . . innocent, harmless, helpless children. What a coward, I hope they don't live up to my current low expectations for their combat potential." He grumbled. "Killing children. . . gah, that's a difficulty step lower than easy." He muttered in his own Norwegian. While brought up in America, he was fluent in his native tongue. His native language was yet another mental static against Jojo's mind reading powers. Most of his thoughts that involved words and not images were spoken in Norwegian.

"If you need time to think, I'll have my cellular phone." He said, addressing Jojo if she paused for too long. Only if she didn't decide right away would the ware-raptor turn and start sprinting back towards his home.

Scarlet found the male's attitude quite odd, but assuming that he was in his 'happy place' he probably couldn't act like himself. She knew the effect the deadly powder, she had tried it once to seem cool to Ian and knew the effects it had. She nibbled on her lower lip as he spoke to her. "P-please don't say such embarrassing things, Ian." She whispered to him as she nervously pressed the tips of her fingers together. She allowed the male to tilt her head up and she was instantly lost gazing into his eyes. An all too human chill ran down her spine, as he grew closer. Her eyes widened feeling their lips come in contact, but soon she gained her composure shutting her eyes. Her hand traveled to his chest as she returned the kiss. But soon she broke the kiss for air, not wanting to let things go to far too fast. "Ian..." Was alls he could manage to say as she went back to her shy state.



The boy whimpered as the alphaess started to complain, but was surprise that she had stopped. "It was just so fast, and everyone was so far and I didn't know what to do and..." He sniffed trying to stop his baby tears from falling. There was no use acting weak now, he didn't want to be looked down more then he already was. "W-what should we do now, Jojo?" He asked biting hard on his quivering lip. "What would you like me to do?"

(( x.x Sorry writer's block at the moment))

Listening to Isac's words, Jojo almost exploded, the images of small boys and girls being drained dry. She shook her head trying to shake the graphic picture portrayed in her mind, but it was a bit hard to do when everybody around her had the exact same thoughts. "We need to round up some more wolves." She said, speaking calmly. Although she was completely irate on the inside, she was able to keep a smooth surface, you could almost not tell that she was upset at all. Jojo looked to Issac and gave a somewhat devious smile. "Well, my number one man, I think It's time that you show them just how serious we really are." She stated. She didn't want him killing anyone just yet, but a warning would possibly send them running.

Ian grinned, opening his eyes to tear away from the moment. He cleared his throught and stood, feeling a bit foolish. He didn't really know what to say to her and turned heel, his back to her. "Why don't you put yourself to use, my dear, and rustle up some grub." He called after her over his shoulder.
He was headed toward the place where all of the vampires found peace and security, the only place that the wolves could not get to them in. Although it may seem dark and old on the outside, the inside was magnificent and filled with rich furniture and abundent in luxurious drapes and stairwells and columns. He found his way to the library and sat down in front of the already lit fire in his chair. He sighed, his mind was racing. He really had no idea why he had just flat out kissed her like that, but he knew that he had loved every second of it, and he wanted more. So much more.


The castle.


The library.