Serena Roberge's Story

Julia Sinclair, also known as Jewls in her work place. being the towns most famous stripper wasn't something most girls, if any, would consider and accomplishment but Julia did. She didn't care what people thought of her profession or what people said about her attitude about her profession. she loved what she did, arousing men the way their wives or girlfriends couldn't it was amusing to her how human men were when it came to things like that. While dancing she caught sight of a very pretty girl who she planned on making her dinner.

after her shift was over she stayed behind watching the girl. She ordered a few drinks as she watched the girl interact with other at the bar. Juli had to admit she would be attracted to the poor girl if she hadn't already planned on feeding from her. Sad really she thought as she finished her second drink. Waiting for this girl to leave the club was kind of boring. She had to sit there watching the girl talk to other people and also watch her colleagues dance on stage, they weren't terrible but they were bad. they were trying to hard to be sexy while Julia didn't have to. She had enough confidence to know she was the hottest thing in the room no matter what people said.

Finally the girl was heading out the bar, hopefully heading home. Juli finished her last drink and followed her from a distance. She followed her down the street, stalking her like she had been taught all those years ago. Just as she was ready to make her move on the girl she sensed something that she was sure was going to ruin her night, werewolves.

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Lillian had gathered a few wolves to help her scout the town for vampires. It wasn't hard to sense a vampire in a town full of humans however tonight they weren't having much luck. She had split the four of them into two teams, one was sent to the west side of town while she and Serena scouted out the east. The streets were deserted, it being a Friday night most people went to bars or college parties which was perfect targets for vampires. No one ever paid attention at parties, just a bunch of drunks dancing and drinking while some poor kid was getting feed on by a blood-sucker.

Lillian grunted seeing a drunk couple wobbling down the street past them. She never understood humans habits of drinking, they just woke up with a blistering headache the next morning or drank until they puked. Lilly didn't like feeling sick for any reason so to voluntarily drink so much that you feel sick sounded ridiculous to her. "Anything yet?" She asked Serena checking if she'd sensed anything yet. She probably hadn't but it was better to ask than assume.

Being the Alpha wasn't an easy job for anyone but especially Lillian. Even after earning the title she found herself continuously having to prove herself to everyone. Weather it be other Alphas or her pack members, it was much more annoying when her own pack members did it to her. She was always forced to injure them in someway to get it through their heads that she meant business and wouldn't take their crap.

Taking a deep breath, getting ready to call this scouting off she got wind of what they had been looking for. "You smell that?" She whispered to Serena, nudging her in the arm. She scanned the streets searching for where the sent was coming from.

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It was late but Vivian was the type who like to practice her magic after most had went to bed for the night, plus it was safer that way. She was still learning about her abilities there were still things she didn't know how to do or make. Just recently she discovered she was able to extract vampire venom from a werewolf, but it wasn't like she would be able to practice that any time soon. She also found out that there was an herb that would help her keep her energy up while healing with her chants. Normally she had to ask Sienna,though she was usually reluctant, to help her when she practiced her chants since chanting took more of her energy but with this herb she would have to. The downside to this find was that the herb was rare and not even found in Cherry Blossom anywhere.

Vivian sighed as she looked through her book of herbs. There was still so much she didn't know and she hated it. She thought that by now she would know at least most of what healers should know but she didn't even know half. It frustrated her that she felt like she was far behind, she partly blamed her father. He should have embraced who she was and allowed her to at least read her mothers books. Instead he burned them and forbid her from even mentioning magic to him.

He stood leaning against a burnt out street lamp, one hand resting in the pocket of his coat, he is seemingly relaxed as he watches a steady stream of people come and go from the bar, looking to any who see him as nothing more than a man stepping out for a smoke and indecisive of whether to light the coffin nail or not, swinging his watch out of his pocket by the chain it snaps into his palm, springing open at his touch seeing the time he breathes explosively from his nose as if the time piece had personally offended him. He hated waiting, even if he was excellent at it, he hated it, his eyes track over every person leaving the bar, lingering for a moment on a particularly attractive girl leaving, and then an instant later his nostrils flare as a familiar scent drifts his way, and his distinct amber colored eyes track over the form of a woman exiting the establishment, stalking the one he'd noticed moments before, blond, good looking, moves like sex and death had a baby, blood sucking skank barbie.

An instant after seeing her the watch is stowed away in a pocket and his hand is toggling a switch at his throat, static sparks in his ear from the mic.

"Beta actual, this is Alpha actual, move into position and hold, I think I have one."

Connor had ordered a small contingent of wolves to hunt with him, they were to circle seeking out the blood suckers and wait for his command, some would be in human form, mingling with the humans, others as wolves, running the circuit of the town, they he would have to call through a set of whistles, or in his own wolf form by howling since they wouldn't be able to make use of the mic in their wolf forms, but the system was as good as he could make it at present.

Moving his hand away from the mic switch he growls softly, the sound rumbling up form deep in his chest. His voice deeper than normal, and coming out half growled in irritation, as he glances up at the moon.

"I hate hunting at night," better to burn the damned leeches out of the holes during the daytime, all the better to make them feel as hopeless as those they prey upon.

Moving non chalantly away from the lamp post he flicks the still fresh cigarette into the street, seemingly heading home he crosses the street staying well back, eyes trained on the women in front of him, undead leech or not, she was something to look at. It was almost too bad he was going to have to tear hear heart out and set her body aflame. Almost.

Now if he could get through a hunt without being interrupted he'd be happy, well, smiling wryly, happy enough at least.

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Lillian followed Serena's gaze only to see the last thing she wanted to see, Conner. A growl formed in her throat but she controlled herself, the recent split in the packs was bad enough to allow hatred between the packs but Connor didn't exactly respect her as an Alpha even more than other Alphas across the world. She found him arrogant and annoying, from her brief and minimum run-ins with him.

She didn't know much about Connor but she knew he doesn't hunt for vampires the same way she does. She knew they would be outnumbered if a fight broke out over the bloodsucker. If anything happened to her Beta it would be on her head, but she was constantly battling the feeling of having to prove herself and she found it impossible to just let him win while she moved on in defeat. Call the others. Have them come quick. I'll confront him while you guys deal with that thing." She said turning to Serena hoping she wouldn't give her a hard time. Lillian may be an Alpha but in times like these Serena was more level headed.

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Vivian was in the middle of practicing a chant when her phone buzzed causing her to loose her concintration. "Damn, almost had it. She said with a sigh and picked up her phone. "I could have sworn I put you on silent. She muttered at her phone. She saw that she had a text message from Gerald and smiled, he was one of the few people in town who was more than nice to her.

You know I am, it isn't that late.

She texted back and closed her book and put it back in it's place on the bookshelf. She cleaned up her herbs and put them in their designated glass jars and placed them back on their own shelf. With that she turned off the light and left the room being sure the door was locked behind her. She took extra percussion's to keep her things hidden since she realized she was a witch. She made her way to the kitchen and decided to make some tea, it usually helped her get to sleep.

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Shit! She thought as soon as the smell of dog hit her nose. She wouldn't dare look around to try and find them, it would make her an instant target. For now, hopefully, they weren't sure if it was her that was the vampire of the poor girl she was following. There goes my meal She rolled her eyes and continued walking. She pulled out her phone and texted Elizabeth, the new addition to their coven who took the scouter position Werewolves are out, hurry home. Let Aiden know.

She didn't particularly like the girl but she was a fellow vampire and coven member so she felt she was obligated to let her know the situation. Plus if she got home with bruises and scrapes she wouldn't have to explain to Aiden what happened not that she had to.

Still watching the girl she noticed she seemed to have texted someone, which as a vampire she didn't care much about, but this meant that this girl had friends and those friends would miss her if she was suddenly gone. Time to go. She thought suddenly changing her direction now going back towards the way she'd just came from. She had to loose the werewolves somehow, but it wasn't exactly an easy thing when you were the only vampire on the streets.

Focused completely on the target before him Connor could tell the moment she got spooked and decided to play runner, a thrill of cold satisfaction trickling down his spine, a feral grin pulls at his lips as he crosses the street, his stride all quiet confidence and coiled threat. His speed and approach calculated to cut the bloodsucker off, give her nowhere to go.

Everything was going so well, and then he caught scents he'd hoped to avoid. Lilian and her Beta. Not Stopping, not even acknowledging their scents physically, Connor sighs, bringing his hand to his neck as he goes, so he can talk to the pack.

"Change of plan," He growls, as he takes in all of the new variables. "The little flower and her bunch are here, we take the leech down now." not waiting for a response Connor brings two fingers to his mouth, breathing deep he lets loose a piercing whistle in a specific whooping pattern, any of his wolves would know this meant to converge on the target.

Not even looking to where Lilian is, Connor breaks out into a run towards the vampire, the stink of the leech thick in his nose. The cloying flavor of blood almost overpowering. He moves with a silent fury, simultaneously drawing his blades and readying them to strike. This was his prey, and he would rip out its throat. Teeth bared in a wordless snarl, amber eyes near glowing in the darkness, he made no secret of what he was or what he intended.

Her teapot whistled loudly, she took it off the heat and poured the water over the teabag she'd placed in her cup. The smell alone calmed her a little. Adding two cubes of sugar she hears her phone buzz once again. She picked it up and saw it was Gerald again, it was then she knew this would be a long conversation. Not that she minded talking to him, she actually felt comfortable talking to him more then she did with most. She hadn't told him she was a witch, that would be a stupid thing to do. She stirred her tea as she replied

Not really, just some late night work around the house. What movie?

She finished the text and put the phone on the table where'd she sat curled up in the chair, her knees brought to her chest with one arm wrapped around them to keep them in place. She sipped her tea, thinking of the others in her coven. What they were up to? She knew Nova was just getting off work and hopefully headed home. Everyone knew you shouldn't be out alone once nightfall hit, not in Cherry Blossom.

From the name of the town most outsiders would think this was a quiet peaceful town and for the most part it was, if you don't take the vampires, werewolves, and witches into consideration. All of the witches knew about the slit within the werewolf pack and it wasn't making the town any quieter. Honestly, Vivian felt what the two packs were fighting over was to a point childish especially in the current state the town was in.

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Lillian saw the vampire change direction, must have sensed them, but she also saw the Connor was already going after the vamp which she refused to allow. She took off after Connor, planning to cut him off while Serena caught up with the bloodsucker. It took half of everything to just catch up with Connor and cut him off but she did "Well, Well look at this. Why is it that you always seem to be out 'hunting' when my pack is out hunting? I'm sure you can find your own time, or town, to hunt." She said, hands crossed over her chest as she glared at him. She honestly didn't like this guy, she'd only met him a few times and the first impression was all she needed.

As an Alpha it felt strange to be the one to be the distraction but obviously she had to seeing that Connor was also an Alpha, he would have run over Serena if she'd confronted him. She glanced back towards Serena seeing that she was going after the vamp, which made her smile. "This vamp is ours, find your own." She said holding back a snarl, but it showed on her face. She wasn't an expert at hiding her anger or any emotion for that matter and for an Alpha it wasn't always a good thing.

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Julia felt the air suddenly tense, she felt them coming after her though they weren't close just yet. Her instinct was telling her to start running but her mind was strategizing differently. There would be no avoiding a fight with at least one of them, maybe two, hopefully it wouldn't be more than that she wouldn't be able to handle it. She may need to call someone but honestly didn't feel comfortable putting someone else in danger plus there wasn't really anyone. She'd already told Elizabeth to get home and there was no way she would call and tell her she needed her help.

She continued to walk, her pace quickening now and then until she'd felt one slightly closer than the others. She didn't even think, just took off in a sprint. There had to be someplace she could loose them and hide. Somewhere she could hide her sent, nearly impossible but still possible. Damn dogs ruined my meal! She thought as she ran, the girl was perfect Juli was sure her blood would have been delicious. Werewolves always have to ruin everything for vampires, no matter what.

◤◥"After you." Gerald said and Levi merely nodded and he entered the building. The first thing to hit him was the smell. With his sensitive nose, he was assaulted with the smell of stagnant air, dust and a plethora of dead things he didn't really want to think about. It took all he had not to gag. He did cover his mouth with a hand. "God..." He groaned, with a huff, expelling the foul air from his nose like the wolf he was.

He then, after taking a moment to let the fresh air in, he looked around, taking in the sight of it. The moonlight snuck in, giving the room a hue of blue, blacks and greys. There was a thick layer of dust on everything, including the floor, every step he took, left a size 13 foot print in it's wake. There was a counter with an old cash register, a few shelves with nothing but dust on it, but otherwise it was empty. There was a backroom and an office, and a garage beside that. Levi took in the sight of it all. Wondering if there was where his father, a face he didn't even know, spent all his time. He could honestly say in his life, he'd never seen the inside of this place. He always knew it belonged to him. His birthright, his mother liked to say, it sounded sexy. Birthright, like he was some lost prince and it was his throne to claim, but it wasn't something he ever wanted. He would have preferred to have his father then his father's shop. He wondered all his old childhood thoughts. Who was he? What was he like? What did he like to do? Am I like him? That question he knew the answer to and it was Yes. He was alot like him. He knew he got his....temper from that side of the family. His mother never knew about his father until after he died, and Levi Changed for the first time. It was a helluva thing for her to find that her little boy was really a monster and the man that she loved had been one too. Apart of him blames himself for her drinking. His constant changing, his temper, his incredible need to consume flesh on a full moon. It was hard for him to bare as a child, he could only imagine how hard it had been for her to watch. There was a lot she didn't know about him, which was probably why she never spoke of him, nor ever wanted to. She never even shown him a photo.

His phone vibrated in his pocket, breaking him from his thoughts. He pulled out of the phone and frowned. Serena? He hasn't seen anyone from this town in years and without fail, he was being swooped back into things. He wasn't joining any packs, not now, not ever. He didn't want to when he was a kid, and he certainly didn't want it now.

He let the phone ring until she left a message. "Gimme a sec?" He told Gerald with a semi bashful smirk. "Girl..."He said with a reluctant rise of his brow and stepped a little further in. He rose the phone to his ear and listened to the message.
"I don't know if you're back in town or if I'm imagining things but we could use your help right now. We have a biter on main street and with the pack split there is likely going to be a fight since both packs are after the same bloodsucker. Anyways I have to go, she's trying to lose us." She said and it was over. His shoulders slumped. "Hello to you too..." He sighed to himself before clicking the phone off.

This was a big reason why he left this place. This godforsaken turf war with the vampires. Let any one of them tell it and it was likely his father was killed by one of them but he didn't know nor did he really care as harsh as it sounded and right now he couldn't even complain because Gerald was very human and probably knew nothing about the weird shit of this town. He sent her a quick text.

{Serena}
{Hello to you too, Reni, it's only been 4 years.}
{We talked about this...I'll call you later, don't get killed}
"Hey...So, Word to the wise, Never leave without saying goodbye to a girl....Like ever because if you decide to back, you might find that she wants to kill you for it..." He said with a sigh running his hands through his dark hair. He wasn't lying persay when it came to that. He and Serena had been friends for a long time, and while he did tell her he was leaving, she wasn't actually happy about it. He couldn't even begin to say what terms they left on but he wasn't exactly sure if they were good. "And my mother has a big mouth so now she knows I'm back....yay." He said swallowing the lump that formed in his throat. In the back of his mind, the vampire that was on the loose wasn't what had him all wound up.

"Uh, anyway, did you need a ride someplace or you just hanging out, there's not much to do here since I'm probably gonna be dead by morning." He said with a shrug. " honestly, I could use an excuse...any excuse not to make that return call." he said, oddly pointing back at where he'd been standing, with sheepish grin.
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