Jordan Jessup's Story

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"Glorious smog." Luca said with disgust as he exited the taxi onto the strip in the center of Vegas. He turned to look towards his sister as he held the door open for her while she slid across the back seat and stepped out onto the sidewalk. After she exited the cab, he leaned back in to hand the driver some cash then grabbed Georgy's backpack she forgot on the floor. Once the car drove off he stepped up beside his sister that was in awe of the city. He scoffed before holding out the backpack towards her "What would you do without me?" She barely paid him any attention, pushing his hand out of her way as she stepped forward, leaning against a parking meter. What the hell is so fascinating about this place? Luca sighed in aggravation, dropping the bag at her feet, "Look Georgy I'm not your God damn pack mule!"

That was what broke her silence, causing her to spin around and look at him with a menacing grin, "Ah, come on! You don't want to change into a mule for me? If you asked nicely I'd even let you carry me around too." Luca wasn't amused, he stared at her with pursed lips and his arms crossed over his chest, "Ya done?" He nodded his head in the direction they needed to head in. He didn't wait for her while she grabbed the backpack, throwing it over her shoulder before chasing after him. "Luca!" She shouted after him, causing him to slow down slightly before she caught up. "Look I just want to get there, ok?" Georgy groaned at him, "What's your deal? This place is awesome!... Why can't we explore the city first before going down there?"

"You know I hate cities. And... People," Luca said as he glared at some woman that had the nerve to smile at him as they crossed paths. "I want to be in Romania... Not Vegas." He said the word with such disgust that it made his sister move to move in front of him, making him stop dead in his tracks, "What?" He rolled his eyes while he sighed, crossing his arms back over his chest once again, preparing himself for the unavoidable lecture that he was sure Georgy was preparing.

"Do you wanna go back to Romania? Because I mean we can. Yeah, let's go back to a country where we're no longer welcome and live out the oh..." She looked down at her wrist like she was checking the time, "5 Minutes we'd survive there!" Luca sighed, she was shouting, and once you got her going she wouldn't stop. And that's all they needed was her to let slip what they were in the middle of the city. So before she could say another word, he clenched his jaw, grabbing her by the upper arm and leading her into an alley. But once they were away from prying ears, she started back up again like un-pausing a movie, "We have no choice Luca! We barely have enough of us to make a pack anymore. Do you want to kill the rest of us off because you decided you didn't want to be in Vegas anymore?" When he didn't respond, she kept going, "This is our best chance. With the others here we might be able to turn this... war around." He still wasn't convinced. He'd trade a city that never sleeps, species he can't stand and annoying drunk Humans for the forests of Romania any day.

"Maybe it is. But we don't need to be here to grow our numbers. We're not like Vampires or Demons who can turn someone or get someone to sell their soul. We have to repopulate and wait 15-18 years for them to mature and change for the first time." Georgy placed her hand on his chest, making a joke like she always did, "Well I'm flattered. But your my brother... That's frowned upon in most societies." She followed it with a playful laugh. He just shook his head, but a slight smile tugged at his lips. After another moment of silence, she broke it once more "Look at the bright side. People die here like all the time... So you can kill until your heart's content." Luca grinned, he liked that idea. He went to follow his sister who started to head back out to the street, but stopped to turn and look at him holding up a finger, "As long as you don't attract Dark hunters."

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Georgy knew her brother had absolutely no idea where they were going. He never seemed to have a clue what was going on, just usually followed her lead because she always did. But it didn't stop him from questioning her when they reached an entrance to a subway, "So we're going from a city that smells like shit to a worse smelling subway? Seriously Georgy." She sighed with aggravation, "Shut up and come on." She turned her back to him and stepped onto the escalator. Being the clumsy person she is she nearly miss the step which would have resulted in her rolling down the very long staircase, bumping into every person on the way down. But Luca knew how she was, and without a blink of an eye, he nonchalantly extended his hand, grabbing her by the backpack to keep her from falling. "Why do I even worry that someone's going to kill you? You're just going to kill yourself."

When they reached the bottom, the entire crowd of people went to the left but Georgy lead her brother right. They made their way through a dark corridor until they came to an "Authorized Personnel Only" marked door. Neither one of them had an issue when it came to breaking the rules, but they still had to check and make sure the coast was clear. Then she pulled a key out of her pocket, wiggling it in her brother's face first in a Voila manner, before slipping it in the doorknob, twisting it and unlocking the door. They made their way down another long set of stairs, which obviously was starting to annoy Luca who piped up, "There needs to be an elevator." Once at the bottom, they were faced with another door. Grinning Georgy put her hand on the door, turning to face her brother, "Welcome to the Underworld!" She opened to the door to reveal an entire city that lived beneath Vegas. A city of 24/7 darkness. Perfect for all the supernaturals that inhabited it.

Georgy was surprised at how many others were down here. It gave her hope. Hope that maybe they had a chance to survive this. But in the grander scheme of things, this was just a small fraction of a civilization in comparison to the 7+ billion Humans above the surface. But each supernatural counted for at least 3 Humans... So that's a start right? Georgy didn't hesitate to wait around for her brother, fascinated by their new world, she wanted to explore, and maybe run into someone she knows. But contrary to what Georgy thought, Luca wasn't stupid either, "Who are we looking for?" He said in a monotone voice, not really in the I-Spy mood. "No one." She said with a mischievous grin. "Yeah... Sure." He sighed while rolling his eyes.

He was already sick and tired of his day already, because not only did he have to bury his best-friend this morning, but he had to deal with one of the things he hated most.. Monsters. His best friend was dead because of them. The one he had tied in the chair in the room with him, was a vampire, and Blake was ordered NOT to kill them. When did Blake ever not rebel against the rules? "I'm not telling you a thing. You'll never find them, you'll never get to kill all of us. Do what you want to me, I'm not selling out my family." Blake wasn't even listening all that much as he pulled out one of the dark blades he always carried upon his person, just for emergencies.

The silver blade glistened in the sunlight that beamed down into the room, causing the vampire to look even more terrified than before. This blade had the same significance as the Dark bullets, and with one hard, deep thrust into any monsters heart!? would kill them instantly. "Ya see," Blake began to pace the room, removing his tie so the monster knew that this Hunter meant business. Blake wasn't playing games. "All y'have t'do, is behave.. it's as simple as tha'." The hunters gaze was on the blade as he twirled it in his hands, then glared up at the monster before him that was hidden in the shadow of the room away from the sun. Clearly none of them understood not to kill any human being. They wanted to live free, do as they please with no rules, and probably even try to rule over every human that walked, talked, and breathed because they have Supernatural advantages. Not on Blake's watch. He'd rather burn to death before Supernaturals take over. But right now they were living like rats in the sewers below Las Vegas. In Blake's eyes, that's where they belonged.

He didn't like to admit it, but some were actually redeemable. "Now, I'm gonna ask ya one. More. Time. How do we get t'the place ya all call home?" With his hand on the vampire's shoulder, and his right hand holding the blades handle, Blake pointed the silver pointy end of his weapon, inches from the vampire's pupil in his eye, causing the vampire to not move a muscle. "They told me not t'kill you.. they said nothin' about torturin' you."

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"You tell me Wreck-it-Ralph. I am on your level currently." Luca replied to her with his usual stonic expression on his face. It made it much that much more of a challenge getting him to smile was something that Luna had tried to do for years. Only once had she ever accomplished it but she was pretty sure she dreamnt the whole thing as it when she blinked his face remained emotionless so since then she has constantly tried to get him to smile whenever she saw him.

"Please wreck-it-Ralph hasn't got amazing fashion sense like me." Her usual cocky smirk plastered across her face.
"Plus I'm to fabulous, you'll never reach my level" She'd wink at him as she played with the ends of her hair by twisting them around her finger.
"Hey Luca? "In your hurry to grow, did your brain develop properly? She asked seriously, but it didn't last long as she started to giggle.

Soon after her little joke, many people began to enter the room. Eamon being one of them, she knew him mainly due to her summoning him a few times. Not for any specific reasons she just thought he was a cool demon and she liked to give him some work every now and then, nodding to him in acknowledgement as she let her eyes wander around the room taking in her surroundings and everyone in them.

Turning her gaze back to Luca she noticed that while he was more or less commending his sister to sit beside him, his gaze remained on Luna. Luna wasn't one that felt uncomfortable with usually being stared at but something about Luca always made her nervous around him, especially when he looked at her. So before her cheeks would become more pink than they were all ready she looked away from him.

Looking at the other supernatural she couldn't help but shift in her seat. It seemed that many of the leaders had come in pairs, and it seemed that her fellow leader Jordan hadn't turned up yet. Not that it surprised her or anything he was known for usually being late or not particularly interested in anything that resulted in team work.
"It seem's my fellow necromancer is late as usual.. But is this everyone?"She questioned no one in particular

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Necromancer

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"Do you really have to go out again?" Cadence asks, watching Jordan don his usual going out attire; Black jacket, hole-y jeans, and a shirt thats obviously been through the wringer. He glances at her from the corner of his eye, frowning a bit."Yes I do, and by the way what happened to doing your homework?" Her eyes go wide, pursing her lips into a scowl. "Its so boring!" She complains, the same old argument shes been using forever now. Jordan rolls his eyes and stoops to lace up his shoes.

"Just go do it," he says through clenched teeth. Managing his temper, knowing it will only do more harm than good to yell at her about it. They've been doing this dance since she started school, and its entirely too exhausting to focus on...No, he has more important things to do right now.

"Whatever," She huffs and stands. Seconds later her arms wrapping around Jordan "Love you, come back soon okay?" He returns the hug, freezing at a feeling of breath on his neck. He doesn't have to look in the mirror to know that nobody is actually there, just a long forgotten memory. A memory that makes gasping, choking noises next to his ear.'You let her parents die Jordan, you don't deserve her love.' It whispers, cackling wildly just a moment after. Ice cold power surges through him for just a moment, ready to explode outward but he combats it, digging his fingernails into his skin to distract himself.

"I will," he replies tightly, loosening his grip on her quickly. After composing himself, and doing his best to ignore the memory thats standing just over Cadence, looking smug as it runs ghostly fingers through her brunette hair.
"Be good, while I'm gone." He says, promptly shooing her away, turning towards the mirror one last time to glance at his reflection. The memory is still standing there, grinning wide to show off bloodstained teeth. He doesn't recognize this one, though he knows there are plenty of people who have died by his hands that he doesn't remember. She is likely among the ones slaughtered during his infamous killing spree several years back.

He's already late - or so he suspects, so he doesn't bother hurrying along with things. Stopping off to acquire a pack of cigarettes from a corner store, before finally making his way towards the one place that doesn't require him to hide away in the shadows.
As he continues on his path the ache of guilt begins to surface in his gut. Another round of self doubt arising in the wake of his near outburst earlier. He looks around wildly, simply waiting for the appearance of more 'memories,' their dull whisper-y voices already bouncing around the inside of his head. However in the time it takes him to arrive to his destination only the one from before continues to hang around, always seen just out of the corner of his eyes. Everything about it is annoying, but he has very little choice but to endure it.

"Ostende mihi viam." He whispers, feeling the trickle of power begin to race through him. He glances around, watching the world around him turn into a jumble of colors and symbols. Hidden signs directing him to the place he needs to go. He follows the path, noticing immediately a red lit up doorway, something he wouldn't have noticed were he not using his abilities. He pushes past a door labeled "Authorized Personnel Only," descending into the darkness quickly. A grin spreads slowly on his face, taking in the sights and sounds for a moment. Its dark, but his eyes adjust quickly and he can see the throng of people here. He stops he usage of his abilities,

'Filthy creatures,' whispers the memory over his shoulder, 'all of you should be eradicated. He ignores it, knowing that hes the only one that can see it. He catches sight of a few familiar faces, but doesn't take the time to stop and chat as he heads towards the meeting place. He enters quietly, content with keeping silent for the moment. Well, that is until he hears Luna speaking "It seem's my fellow necromancer is late as usual.. But is this everyone?"

"Oh Luna, you know me, always the last to arrive, always the first to leave." He smirks, sliding into a seat.

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Late as usual, Roslyn scoffs as she checks the time, not in the least worried about showing up late to an impromptu meeting. One that she has no interest in whatsoever beyond the need to hear the latest gossip. Sure, she cares that those damn hunters are out there weeding out her kind at an alarming pace, but she could care less about many of the others. However, she consoles herself with the knowledge that if anything she will get to see her fellow leader there. It isn't every week that their paths cross after all.

The sound of muffled screams draws her attention. She glances down, as if having forgotten completely what she had been doing before. Her hands placed on either side of a human mans face, his eyes nearly completely rolled back into his head. She smiles, "Oh dear, I almost forgot about you."

Crack! A single twist and the man goes limp, dead. She removes herself from his lap, where she had been perched before. She leaves the body, a little present for whoever manages to find him. It had taken her quite a long time to carve his body up, and she was proud of the work she had done.

"Hmmm, not exactly meeting ready." She takes note of the blood, practically soaked into her formerly white button up. Splatters of it everywhere. Not that its any of her problem, the clean up is always the least fun part of it all. "It'll have to do." She says to herself.

Teleporting - though extremely rough on the gut most days - is pretty simple this time around. She makes sure to get as close to the underground entrance as possible, not wanting to risk a sighting by Hunters. Thats the last thing she needs, to get caught up in some fight with those idiots. She walks the short distance to the door, descending quickly into the darkness. She is briefly reminded of a silly horror movie she watched recently, well, sort of watched while plotting the demise of her "date."
Roslyn doesn't bother announcing her presence, simply casts her sights about the room to take stock of its inhabitants. She knows a few of them, here and there, but overall her lack of need to associate with other creatures leaves her unable to place most of the faces. She does notice Eamon, and the Necromancers of course.

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Declan didn't really have much of a say in going into the pub seeing as Georgy already grabbed and dragged him inside. Declan easily could over power her or simply just teleport away if he so wanted but he knew that would only make her angry and he knew better than to upset Georgy. He also worried that upsetting her would ruin and possibly terminate whatever it was they had right now. Declan couldn't risk jeopardizing that.

Declan felt a bit odd with her hand wrapped around his and was too busy staring to really pay attention to the fact that she was dragging him towards Luca. It wasn't still she shoved him into the seat next to the man that hated him more than his own brother, that he fully processed what was going on. Declan stared forward and only focused on Georgy as he felt Luca's eyes on him. Declan wasn't really intimidated by Luca but he also didn't like the threats or the way Luca liked to glare into his nonexistent soul.

He wasn't really sure what to say. Normally he'd have a witty joke he'd crack to make Georgy laugh. Oh how he adored that laugh. But it felt weird with Luca right beside him with the girl he'd been courting. That girl was a necromancer and of course Declan had never met her before. Necromancers annoyingly made themselves immortal and avoided him.

He leaned forward in his seat towards Georgy. "So you want me to continue courting you in front of your brother?" Declan had no idea why he said that aloud and immediately regretted it. Not only did it make him sound extremely old, he probably just made Luca hate him more. He hoped that it would at least make Georgy laugh and she'd get the alpha male to stand down for a bit.

Declan noticed Dezember walk into the pub and look around for him. He quickly motioned her to come over to them. Anything to make this situation less awkward. "Dezember, come sit with us." He said to her as he grabbed and empty seat and placed it on the right side of him. They'd also been joined by another necromancer that seemed to know the girl Luca was obviously interested in.

Delia hadn't realized she had earphones in but mentally shrugged it off when she responded. "Huh? Oh yeah, I did it awhile ago, but I suppose it's been a while since we last met." Delia nodded at that, it had been awhile maybe too long. She didn't realize how much she missed Zachary until now, she suddenly felt like herself...her old self. "I've been fine I suppose. Just a lot more of the same, How about you?" Delia smiled "I've been good actually, I've been better though" She said with a sigh.

"The idea of Dark Hunters never really bothered me Del, I mean they never came after me." Zachary responded to her question about the meeting, Delia kind of felt the same way at first. They weren't much of a threat at first. "I thought that we'd be fine. I mean we're not the idiot super-naturals that the humans have been writing fiction about for centuries. But then after what happened to Mel." Mel was a touchy subject for Delia not as touchy as Titus however. She never found it in herself not to be friends with Mel and even over the years it seemed Delia had unconsciously forgiven her which made them closer. Though she and Melanie never had the type of friendship she and Zachary have she was a pretty close friend. "Don't get me wrong. The bitch deserved it, and however it went down it was probably her being reckless that got her killed. It just makes you think is all. I do not want to be next." There is was, the statement Delia was waiting for. She knew Zachary had never forgiven her, in fact her hatred for Melanie seemed to grow over the centuries.

"How are you dealing with the Melanie of it all?" Delia shrugged, honestly she wasn't really dealing with it. She just pushed it down to let it fuel her hatred for the dark hunters. "I'm fine, I mean there isn't much I can do about it. Like you said she was probably being reckless, probably a good thing it happened after she visited me." Delia responded as if it didn't bother her. She was good for that, hiding her feelings for the most part.

Finally they reached Medusa's, she still found it chuckle worthy that the meeting was being held there. She began to wonder who called the meeting in the first place. "You'd think with everything going on the wolves and vampires and whatever would get over themselves." Zachary said breaking Delia out of her thoughts and she chuckled at her statement. Delia could kind of agree, she honestly didn't know why the two species hated each other so much.

She took a look around the room and saw dark creatures she hoped wouldn't be there, Necromancers. Suddenly bitterness boiled up inside her as she found her seat and sat down as she gave them bitter stares.

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Luca hadn't be outside with Terry and the Vamps for more than a minute before the hostile Nadia chimed in at his question, “It’s as if we are in a zoo with all these animals.” He leaned forward slightly to glance around Terry's head to look at the feisty brunette vampire, "Well then you should feel right at home." He smirked while raising a brow at her. Luca quickly began to feel like everyone was showing up at the same time, because not shortly after the witty banter with Nadia, 2 more women showed up at the Medusa. One saying very loudly for all of them to hear, "You'd think with everything going on the wolves and vampires and whatever would get over themselves." Being the smart ass he is, Luca glanced over his shoulder towards the female, "Hey, this whatever is a Shapeshifter." He pointed at himself when he said "whatever" and then gave a thumbs up at the end of his statement.

Luca shifted his attention back towards the elder male vampire before him, that addressed Terry about the very evident Elephant in the room. "Since I know it's going to be brought up in the meeting, I want to discuss it now. As far as I'm concerned, there's no good reason that there should be beef between us. I've been on this earth for two thousand years and I still don't know what this feud is about. While I'm sure that many of my kind would like to continue this pissing contest that we've been competing over, we unfortunately have bigger troubles on our hands. I suggest he have a truce. Together we have a much better chance of survival than separate." When the male concluded, he extended his right hand out towards Terry in offering of a truce. Luca was slightly impressed by the blatant openness of the vampire, but he still didn't like the idea of the truce. How long could it honestly last? But this wasn't his decision, it was Terry's.

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Georgy grew impatient in her chair, bringing her left hand up to push back the sleeve of her jacket on her right arm. Glancing down at her watch, she saw the time, and with an aggravated groan she stood up, pushing her chair backwards. Weaving through chairs and people, she made her way to the curtain door, walking through it nearly bumping into a woman with blue hair. "Oh... sorry." She offered an apologetic smile, while holding open the curtain door for the female and her friend. Once they were through she headed towards the entrance of the bar, pushing chairs out of her way, not really having the patience to weave through them. Reaching the door, she pushed it open, "Sorry for the interruption," crossing her arms over her chest while propping the door open with her right foot. "Luca! You can be pissed at me all you want... I don't care. But please take your sulking ass back inside." She motioned her hands in a circle, pointing them towards the inside of the bar, "I'd appreciate having my giant, brute of a brother backing me up."

Georgy waited a moment in the doorway, flashing everyone else around a smile. She didn't like coming off as a bitch but her brother was ridiculous. Luca, still not moving, she sighed heavily while tapping her foot loud enough so he would hear it. "Jesus Georgy I'm coming!" He practically growled. "Thank you," Satisfied, Georgy smiled happily as she spun around to go back inside. "I saw that," She didn't have to look back at her brother to know that he rolled his eyes at her as he followed after her.

Upon reentering the increasingly over crowded room, Georgy made her way to head of the table while Luca maneuvered through people, taking a seat beside Luna. Standing at the epicenter of the room, Georgy cleared her throat nervously before speaking towards everyone, "Hello everyone. First of all, I'd like to thank everyone for coming. I know it's a lot to ask, and many of us don't quite see eye to eye." She shot a glare towards her brother before continuing, "We all know why we're here. And I, as much as the next person, wish that we didn't have to go to such extremes but... I fear we have no other choices at our disposal." As she continued to talk, she noticed she was gaining more and more of the rooms attention. And as more eyes settled on her, she began to grow more and more nervous. She hated being the center of attention and her brother gave no support, sitting there watching her like everyone else. The nerves began to make her hands shake, and to avoid looking weak or scared to everyone else, she placed her hands down on the table leaning against them.

"Our numbers, as a whole, are a fraction of what they used to be... And within the last decade at least 5 other species of Supers have gone extinct." Georgy swallowed hard while glancing over towards Declan and Dezember, hoping to get reassuring smiles or something from her friends before looking back out towards the group. "So we need to figure out how we all are going to turn the odds in our favor!... And as much as we hate it, we all need to work together."

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Declan didn't react at all to Luca getting upset with him. In a way, he was embarrassed by what he said considering that was Luca's sister but he overall looked rather smug about the whole situation. He actually ignored the siblings and gave his attention to his protégé, Dezember. "Any exciting tales to tell about work? I actually brought a man to hell today and it was rather intriguing. He was a large fellow with a huge gut and the most ridiculously stereotypical redneck hair do you could imagine. It turned out that man not only raped women..." He paused for dramatic effect. "He murdered their families if they tried to talk. How peculiar?"

He gave her a moment to react when his attention was drawn back onto Georgy who took center stage in the run down pub to make any announcement. He turned his chair to face her better and sat up straight but leaned enough to make it seem like he was truly engaged in every word she had to say. "Hello everyone. First of all, I'd like to thank everyone for coming. I know it's a lot to ask, and many of us don't quite see eye to eye." Declan watched her shoot a glare towards Luca which only made Declan look even more smug than before.

"We all know why we're here. And I, as much as the next person, wish that we didn't have to go to such extremes but... I fear we have no other choices at our disposal." The room slowly became more silent as more people began to pay attention. Declan could easily sense that she was getting nervous. He prepared himself to stand up and support her by fixing his suit. He was only going up there if he looked most presentable.

"Our numbers, as a whole, are a fraction of what they used to be... And within the last decade at least 5 other species of Supers have gone extinct." Georgy glanced towards him and Dezember and he made sure to give his most convincing smile to help put her nerves at ease. "So we need to figure out how we all are going to turn the odds in our favor!... And as much as we hate it, we all need to work together." Declan took the moment of silence to stand up next to her. He stood rather close and he had an expression like he was asking for a challenge but not from Luca. He was there to keep the others from daring to question Georgy.

"Georgeta is right." He spoke formally. "These foolish quarrels that we have with each other or what's diminishing our once great numbers." He was addressing the werewolves and vampires mostly. "But more importantly, we are allowing pride and ignorance to blind our judgement on noticing the real threat." He put one hand in his pocket. "It's not just the dark metal or Dark Hunters we need to worry about anymore... It's mankind."

Lydia felt a small rush when the demon's eyes met hers. He gave a small smirk, almost acknowledging her existence but then crossed his arms as if he didn't care. She tried and failed to look away and soon the demon rose up and took a seat beside her. She was glad Ronan was standing beside her. She almost felt like a Queen but she did feel safer for it. Ronan was a fighter, she was most certainly not.

"Hey" the Demon said and Lydia gave another small, barely visible smile, like one would give a stranger who granted them a smile after they bumped you in the street. "Hi." She said softly. It was then that the Shapeshifter began to address the group and Lydia listened on.

"Since I know it's going to be brought up in the meeting, I want to discuss it now. As far as I'm concerned, there's no good reason that there should be beef between us. I've been on this earth for two thousand years and I still don't know what this feud is about. While I'm sure that many of my kind would like to continue this pissing contest that we've been competing over, we unfortunately have bigger troubles on our hands. I suggest he have a truce. Together we have a much better chance of survival than separate." He said addressing the werewolf, but Lydia was glad to see it. It was then that an impatient yet pretty blonde woman spoke addressing them all.

"Hello everyone. First of all, I'd like to thank everyone for coming. I know it's a lot to ask, and many of us don't quite see eye to eye." She glared dangerously at the man that spoke. She wished she knew their names but Banshees were reclusive by nature. Most days. "We all know why we're here. And I, as much as the next person, wish that we didn't have to go to such extremes but... I fear we have no other choices at our disposal."She went on, and set her hands on the table with more confidence.
"Our numbers, as a whole, are a fraction of what they used to be... And within the last decade at least 5 other species of Supers have gone extinct." She said and Lydia took a breath. She and Ronan were the only ones. Her entire family was gone, her species, endangered, more so then the others "So we need to figure out how we all are going to turn the odds in our favor!... And as much as we hate it, we all need to work together." She said and Lydia smiled hopefully.

"Georgeta is right." said the dashing vampire from the table. She noted the blonde shapeshifter's name. "These foolish quarrels that we have with each other or what's diminishing our once great numbers." He said "But more importantly, we are allowing pride and ignorance to blind our judgement on noticing the real threat." He slipped a hand in his pocket and went on. "It's not just the dark metal or Dark Hunters we need to worry about anymore... It's mankind."

He said, and no sooner did he say that, did Ronan suddenly reach out and snatch the demon from the chair beside her and shoved him against the wall with a knife to his throat.
"Don't touch her", She heard Ronan said, in that calm way that scared the hell out of her. "You are poison".

"Ronan!" Lydia gasped. "What the hell are you doing? Let him go!" She shouted, taking Ronan's arm and pulling at him, the demon had teleported across the room,catching Lydia's attention for a moment. She didn't see the demon reach for her nor did she care what he did at the moment.

"Are you insane? This is a meeting of peace, Ronan!" She shouted then cleared her throat, lowering her voice some. "and you are going against that." She said, an then held up a hand, should he talk, clearly not wanting to hear anything from him.

"I am...so sorry everyone. Forgive my Queensguard Ronan, Our kind, the bean sidhe.... or more commonly Banshee, we are the last two of our kind, it makes us....jumpy." She said cutting her eyes at Ronan.

"I am Lydia Pearce, Queen of the Banshee, for eons, my people have been reclusive, we don't really socialize, and we've helped mortal continue their lives, unmolested, we warn them of the coming demise but in that, in recent years, we put ourselves in the line of fire and that is why Ronan and I are the only ones left." She said, tears glossing her eyes. Real tears. Not the sticky black tears of a Banshee's tears

"Contrary to what was just displayed here, We don't fight, we never have, not until recently, but we can... and we will, but against the mortals that we once protected. We will do all that we can." She said and took a breath and turned to take a seat. "We'll talk later..." She said, clearly not pleased with him.

Luna couldn't help but roll her eyes at her fellow necromancer, Jordan. He wasn't one for company nor was he usually the type to take anything seriously. "Yes and that's usually why there's not point in you attending these."

Turning back to Luca she couldn't help but notice him spacing out. Luca was the guy she loved to annoy, something about him made it enjoyable for her. She liked that he put up a hard front and tried to keep Luna out, but this just intrigued her more. And she was most definitely not afraid of him like many others. It also helped that he was pretty attractive. Not that she would ever admit it.
"Why should I worry about my brain when everything else is more than developed." His sly smirk evident on his face. Luna couldn't help but start to blush, she couldn't believe he had just said that. But two can play at that game.
"Oh really? Maybe you could show me sometime?" Licking her lips slightly as she spoke.

She couldn't help but giggle slightly about his remark of Georgy being his brain. Before she could even comprehend what was going on around her, Luca and Georgy seemed to have some kind of miniature argument, resulting in Luca leaving the room and Georgy appearing to be a little embarrassed if Luna was correct. It was safe to say Luna was more than less confused about what was going on so she just looked to her partner.

"So how've you been lately?" She asked Jordan with a hint of curiosity laced into her voice. Before he was even able to respond to her question Luna felt a prickling sensation in the back of her neck, as if she was being watched or glared at. Right opposite her sat a gorgon, one in which she had never met. So she wasn't exactly sure why the girl was glaring daggers into the back of her head. But she sure as hell was going to find out.

"Can I help you with anything?" Annoyance and a slight bit of anger in the tone of her voice, soon after she spoke, she felt the chair beside her being pulled out to then find Luca sitting beside her. Smiling to him slightly as she began to listen in on the meeting that soon began.

"Your not suggesting we go to war with them right? It's not entirely the governments fault though. It's the bloody Hunters. How are we meant to go up against something that can kill us by just touching us? These people were trained to hunt us, to kill us. They know our species weaknesses. The amount of lingering souls about nowadays is through the roof! And your suggesting building up, that could take years! We need something that would work now." Luna couldn't believe she was getting so vexed, but it seemed the emotions of everyone in the room were beginning to effect her, she could even feel the burning sensation on inside of her wrist. "Just ignore what I said.. I got carried away" She mumbled.

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Declan began to grow very annoyed by everyone in that room. Firstly, they began fighting amongst themselves right after Georgy and Declan made a point about coming together. If they kept this up, the humans would surely win. He also grew annoyed with the vampire that made talking to the president seemed easy. Like no lives would be lost and everything would be okay even though he was completely wrong. Things have gone way past the point of being able to just have a discussion about what's happening to their species and all can be forgiven. They were dying and at this point, they needed to fight back or they'd all go extinct.

Declan grabbed the chair in front of him and gripped firmly at the top. Next, he rose it up and dropped it down hard onto the ground to make the room echo with a 'boom'. The chair didn't break but it was filled with many large cracks now. "Enough!" His voice echoed just as loudly. He went from sounding tender and calm, to loud and dominant. The room fell silent and all eyes turned to face him. He seemed angry but he was actually still quite calm. Just slightly annoyed. "I have been around longer than all of you combined." Declan spoke the truth. He'd only been a reaper for over 2,000 years but he was a demon for much longer than that. Declan was ancient.

"This is not some political agenda we can solve in a few years after meeting with the president who doesn't even have enough power to do anything." His eyes scanned through room of each person in a threatening manner when really he was making sure he had their attention. "When a group is being mistreated, what do they do? Do they sit down for tea with the president and try to work out a deal that could easily be betrayed? What did the Americans do? The French?" He asked them rhetorically. "They revolted when they were being oppressed. They fought for their freedom and gained it and that's exactly what we need to do. Things have gone to far without fighting back and if we don't fight back now, I'll have the luxury of escorting each of you to the fiery abyss once mankind rids us from our home."

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After Augustus mentioned a truce, Nadia rolled her eyes and walked into the meeting room. She was in no mood for a truce, she just wanted the werewolves gone about as bad as the hunters did. Although that would have to wait until after they dealt with other issues.

Taking a seat she listened in on everyone’s 10 cents and chime ins. It was an argument between starting a war and trying to negotiate peace. Nadia wasn’t sure what she wanted but she was sure she didn’t want any of those options. It was semi interesting to watch people bicker but she also liked the physical fight that broke out.

Finally in a lapse of silence Nadia spoke up, “Okay heres the thing,” she began to try to talk some sense into these idiots head. “Us,” she motioned to her and Augustus, “as in the vampires have been slurping on animal blood because of the toxic crap in human blood,” she said pausing for a second to see if anyone was understanding what she was saying. “I’m so weak I can barely rip off the head of an ant, let alone a human. Ten seconds out in the open and I, along with everyone other vampire will be dead. We're immortal not indestructible.” Throwing her hands up in the air she looked around the room. “Also let’s not mention all the draw backs the rest of you now have because of the hunters, they know our species better than we know our species. So war equals not a option.”

Than looking at Augustus she rolled her eyes and exasperated, “And there is no way in hell we are starting a new country unless all of these supernaturals would like to be my walking blood bags!” She needed humans to survive, she couldn't live in a country without them, that's like humans without water. Nadia was starting to wonder if anyone had even a halfway decent idea around here, although she doubted it.

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Georgy quickly lost that confidence she had when everything she said was being rebutted by others in the room. It took so much for her to gather everyone there and get up in front of them. And now everything was crumbling apart. One vampire wanted to involve the government, another complained about how they had no energy, others wanting action now or whatever else. How could so many people with the same problem have such varying opinions on how to solve it. They couldn't wait or take a long route to solve this... They needed to act now.

She was trying to build of the courage to talk once again, when her thoughts were interrupted by a loud BOOM. The sound made Georgy jump from being startled, with a gasp. "Enough!" She looked over at Declan, surprised. He was such a timid man, at least as much as she knew over the past decade. And now he was standing there dominant and proud, backing her up with every word. She found herself slightly mesmerized by this new side of him. It definitely made him more attractive in her eyes but also intimidated her as well.

Georgy brought her hand up to clear her throat. This time when she spoke, she was more timid. Not because she was scared of the group but more scared of the facts. "Guys... We won't survive another decade like this." She was silent for a long while, letting that sink in. "We... We don't have the luxury of waiting around and hoping that black mailing or bribing politicians will pay off. That takes time. Precious time that we don't have and can't afford." She allowed her gaze to follow to her twiddling fingers, "If I'm going to die... I still want to be me." With a sigh, she looks up to address the room. "I'd rather die fighting for my freedom and my right to live, than die conforming to their ideas of what is acceptable."

With that the fire slowly died out of her. She had no energy to fight or argue. Georgy turned around, having her back to the room as she tried to compose herself. She allowed her gaze to slowly shift over to Declan as she whispered only loud enough for him to hear, "I can't do this... I shouldn't have called this meeting together." She ran a hand through her long blonde hair, "We'll never all agree on anything... We're too different."

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Luca brought a hand up to rub the back of his neck as he began to pace around the room. This was going swimmingly. He told Georgy that this would never work, he knew that they were all too different to ever come at this from the same direction. He grabbed the chair that was beside Luna, turning it around. With the chair backwards, he straddled the seat, crossing his arms over the backrest. With a sigh, he brought a hand up to rub his head while laughing weakly with sarcasm at Nadia's comments. He waited until there was a lull in the conversation, and seeing as how his sister was fading in the spot light, he decided to turn it on himself, addressing Nadia's comments. "Look here Madame Leech... You're not feeding from any of us no matter what the circumstances are. And since you've clearly stated how weak you are," He leaned forward slightly, while whispering with a smirk, "I guarantee it."

"As for your 'claim' that they know our species better than we know it... Well that's bull shit." He shook his head. "Yes... They know our species. But you mean to tell me that they know you better than you? It has taken them centuries to wrap their naive little minds around the concept of our existence. But we're also forgetting that we know just as much about them... If not more, than they know about us." He took a deep breath, looking over at Luna then his sister before adding, "We're not saying we are going to run through the streets, guns blazing, balls to the wall. We have to be stealthy, and tactical. The best offense is a good defense."

Luca then looked across the table towards Dezember, "I also agree with Dez. Even if we were to get political help, who's to say it's not a trap to make us lower our guard... Make us vulnerable." He put out his hand as if offering a suggestion, "And let's put it this way. If there were any humans that believe we were being wrongly treated, we'd know. They're good at all their rallying bullshit." He said in a dismissive manner, "They'd be rioting or something." He waved his hand, brushing off the idea because he knew that no one was fighting for them. Only they have the power to make a difference.

Lydia took a breath, her head pounding at the back and forth of it all. They were getting nowhere, and it was a wonder no one was throwing blows at this point.
Lydia, who had been seated, rose from her seat and cleared her throat and when they didn’t hear her., she let off one single banshee cry, enough to rattle the room.
“Forgive me, but I need your attention.” She said, clearing her throat again. “Luca is right one on one account, If there were humans on our side, we would know.” She began, then stood straight like the Queen she was. “They would be protesting, marching, hashtagging and anything else they would do when they see injustice....The problem is....they don’t see injustice. They see all of the horror things that keep them up at night, their very nightmares.” She said. “Humanity has bonded in such a powerful way, they have united in a way that has never been seen, not once in their history....they’ve bonded...over Fear...” She said. “Fear, as all of you well know, is a powerful emotion, it creates cowards and it creates heroes....and we have united them in that fear....”She said and looked to them all.
“So, we are on our own.” She said, deftly and looked to Georgeta with a gentle gaze. “We have to make this work. My kind is all but extinct now...” She said softly. “So to avoid this happening to the rest of you....we have to fight.” She said, addressing the others now. “I have lived a long time, I’ve seen prosecution on almost every level, and most had gone unanswered, that is, until the time of the slaves, be it herbew, or African, it wasn’t until they began to fight back, to voice their troubles, was any progress made.” She said with a shrug and looked to Augustus. “They didn’t go to their masters, asking for help...?” She said, and looked to the others again. “No, they demanded their freedom, their right to live, and their right to choose. Yes, there is darkness in us all, and that has created the situation we are in now...but the problem is, they are not just killing the dark ones, they are killing all of us... I say, we should govern our own people, we should have that right, those of us, who’d rather live a life in peace and quiet, whose done nothing but live....That is not for them to decide, that is for us to decide. We need to show them. We need to fight, for ourselves..., not amongst ourselves because if we continue down this path, then they were are giving them the win, we are making it easy for them to pick us off one by one.”
She addressed the host of this meeting. “You called us all here today, because you believed that we could find a way to fix this.” She then turned to the rest of this. “ We all came, because we believed, we could. That, Belief, is just as powerful as fear, we believed, even for a moment, that we can come together, so let’s make it a reality, shall we?” She said, and took a seat, having said her piece.

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Alex actually managed to crack the very rare and genuine smile towards Blake. It was because of what he said. It was similar to what her mother said. Mut, vor allen Dingen, ist der erste Qualität eines Kriegers. Courage, above all things, is the first quality in a warrior. She nodded at him and responded in German with the same phrase. "Mut vor allem." Her German wasn't perfect, but it was okay enough.

"Well then..." Alex clapped her hands together and lead them outside to her truck. She opened up the back and turned to the team. "Let's load up and go kick some dark scum ass." The back of her truck looked like weapons room for the military with every single weapon a Dark Hunter could think of using. "Take whatever you like. I want my team to be well equipped.." Alex grabbed a back duffle bag that sat in the far back corner of the truck bed and pulled it out. It held everything she was planning on using. She opened up the bag and started loading up her gear like an action movie. Custom Colt 1911 on her hip, her mom's Colt 357 Revolver on her left hip, a Colt Mustang inside the back of her wait band and well hidden, a dark metal tomahawk close to her 1911, a dark metal knife strapped to her left thigh, and a bag filled with frags and emergency medical supplies. She then grabbed her sawed off shot gun.

Alex looked at her team and pulled out a cigarette and a flask. She lit the cigarette and took one nice long drag before having a swig of her whiskey filled flask she kept in her duffle bag before handing it off to Blake for him to take a swig and hand it to the next. It was a tradition amongst her family and all hunters were basically like family now so might as well share her traditions. Alex took another drag before clearing her throat. "I'm gonna say this again... If anything happens to me when we go in there, I want you guys all to get out as fast as possible and live another day." She spoke seriously before smirking. "But now lets go have fun blowing heads off."

She jumped into her truck and threw her shotgun onto the passenger seat and started the truck. She waited for everyone to be ready before she pulled out and sped all the way near the subway. It was a miracle she didn't get pulled over considering the way she drove. Alex looked around for a sewer entrance and opened it up. She knelt down and watched the surroundings while her team jumped down one by one. Alex jumped down last and tried not to cringe when the sewage water splashed onto her pants. She lead them down the system and kept Blake close by since he had the better idea of where to go. She willingly followed his direction until they were close enough to go back up. Alex was the first to climb up and she helped the others before using the key to open the door.

Alex was genuinely appalled by the amount of dark creatures here. She actually wanted nothing more than to put a bullet in the head of everyone of them. Especially the vampires. But she had a job to do and that involved taking out their leaders. Alex had to do her job.

"Welcome to the Underworld." Alex said jokingly. "Now lets go find that pub." Alex walked through the crowd of supes rather calmly. She wasn't even scared about what she might face. The dark hunters were better equipped. Most of them would run off scared and the vampires were too weak from not having much human blood left to feed on. The only ones with any strength left were the ones willing to feed on their own kind. Alex liked those vampires a bit.

She pushed through the crowd enough until they finally reached Medusa's. Alex put on ear on the door and could hear them bickering amongst themselves like she predicted. Alex opened the door just a crack and kept quiet. She pulled out two dark metal frags and threw them in before quickly closing the door and sealing it with a pipe. She waiting until after the blast to take the pipe out and then kick down the door with her shotgun in hand. "There's no need to fear... The Dark Hunter's are here." She smirked and blasted two of them with her gun. This was going to be fun...

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Georgy slowly turned around as she heard her brother begin to speak. It always took her by surprise when he supported her just because the 2 butted heads constantly. But she often forgot that he still was her brother, and cared about her. She couldn't help but smile slightly at his points. He was right. Then Lydia began to speak, agreeing with Luca. The woman was right, especially when talking about how those that don't want to be involved don't have to be. Georgy wasn't trying to force anyone to do anything, just bring them together to fight the common enemy.

Georgy was preparing to speak up once again but then she tilted her head slightly when she heard a noise. Was it the door? Being a shifter she did have heightened hearing. At first she shook it off until she saw something small roll in through the curtain door. Her eyes widened when she realized what it was. With only moments, she shouted, "GET DOWN!" Turning around to dodge the frag and duck behind the table, the frag exploded mid spin. Dark Metal shrapnel flying through the air, several pieces slamming into her, throwing her back on the ground. Her ears were ringing and her head dizzy as she tried to shake off the effects of the frag. Coughing she half sat up, raising her right hand to her head that was throbbing and burning. Georgy winced when her hand met a 2 inch piece of metal sticking out of her forehead. She didn't have time to waste sitting around. So with a deep, shaky breath, she yanked the metal out with a whimper. She pushed off the ground, moving back to her feet, stumbling over to balance herself on the edge of the table.

Georgy glanced up in time to see one of the several hunters, walking across the top of the table right for her. She backed up slowly until she bumped into the chair that Declan almost destroyed earlier. With a hard swallow, she gripped the back of the chair and when the hunter neared her she quickly spun around smashing the chair into the male. The force made the chair shatter into pieces around her while knocking the man to the ground at her feet. At first she thought the man was unconscious but then as he laid there on the ground, he grabbed her by the ankle, yanking her to the ground with him. It took him no time at all to climb on top of her, placing his hand on a piece of shrapnel that was in her side, pushing it deeper inside her. She cried out in pain. As tried to fight herself free from under him, her hands searched on either side of her for some sort of blunt object. Once her hand met a leg of the chair she broke, she grasped it and slammed it against the hunter's head. And before he had the chance to over power her again, she flipped him over so that she was pinning him. Placing a hand on either side of his head, she grunted as she forceful snapped his neck.

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As Luca sat there backwards in his chair beside Luna he noticed his sister's glance towards the door. He didn't notice the sound like she did but he wasn't paying much attention to anything at the moment. But as he saw the frags roll into the room, his senses heightened, adrenaline pumping through his veins. Shifters aren't near as fast as vampires but they were a fair amount quicker than humans which gave Luca a slight advantage. It gave him enough time to spin off his chair, grabbing Luna by her arm in the process. He then slammed her back against the wall, pinning her there as his large frame shielded her as the frag went off. When the shrapnel lodged itself into his back he growled out in pain. His hands slid down the wall slightly, his body hunching over almost falling over for a moment. He nearly let his head fall to rest on her shoulder but forced himself to ignore the pain.

Luca slowly raised his head as his body heaved from his heavy breaths. He wanted to save his sister and Luna... Get them both out of there and to safety. He didn't know why he felt so protective over the blonde necromancer pinned against the wall before him, but he did. "Do you trust me?" He said glancing down at her as she began to remove his leather jacket. The pain was excruciating from the metal scattered throughout his back but he didn't have time to remove it. He needed to get them out of there. Reaching his hands over his head while still holding Luna's gaze, he removed his shirt with a groan. "Don't forget my clothes." He tried to smirk while he laughed weakly. The girl was smart and most likely knew what he was doing.

Trying to think quickly on his feet, he looked over his shoulder just in time to see Georgy snap one of the hunter's necks. Then his eyes set on Declan. Of course."DECLAN!" He shouted towards the Reaper, "GET GEORGY OUT OF HERE!" He pointed towards his sister as he yelled at the male. He didn't like the idea of leaving his sister's life in another's hands. But he could tell how much Dec cared for her, and out of anyone here, he would be the one to get her out of there in one piece. He had the ability to teleport, something Luca couldn't do. "NO! LUCA!" His sister cried out to him, "I can stay! I can FIGHT!" Luca growled towards Georgy, his eyes beginning to change to yellow as the shifting process began. "For once in your life... LISTEN TO ME!"

Luca then took a step back from Luna, unbuttoning his pants and pushing them down just before his body transformed into that of a larger than life male lion. Just after shifting, he caught sight of a hunter charging at him and Luna. Without hesitation, he pounced on the hunter, tearing their throat out with his massive fangs. What he didn't realize until after the hunter fell lifeless beneath him was the Dark Metal dagger they lunged into his abdomen. He growled at the burning sensation before turning his head towards Luna. He nodded his head towards his back while holding her eye contact in a way of tell her to hop on.

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Luna more or less tuned her self out of the debate after her previous outburst, she couldn't let her emotions control her as that would be disastrous. So all though she wasn't exactly listening to the conversation she still knew that everyone was either arguing or loud debating at this current point in time.

Before she even knew what was going on around her, she heard Georgy shouting which was then followed by Luca grabbing her by the arm and slamming her back against the wall. She couldn't help but take a few deep breathes as the wind was knocked out of her, but she kept looking up at Luca with a shocked and panicked look written across her face especially when he shielded her from the metal fragments that were flying across the room. She didn't understand why he was protecting her they only ever argued or joked around, but at this current point in time she was grateful he did.

"Do you trust me?" Was he serious right now? He just bloody made himself a shield to stop her from getting in harms way so of course she trusted him. Although she was questioning why he was currently undressing himself. "Of course I do! She made sure not to break eye contact with him, holding her gaze as she looked straight at him. As soon as he took of his top and his jacket she made sure to take them from him, making sure she had hold of them.
"I'm not the forgetful type" She knew what he was doing, so she knew what she had to do. She didn't exactly want him shifting back later and not having any clothes to change into. Although she wasn't sure if she would mind that or not.

Looking over Luca's shoulder whilst he was shouting for his sister, she couldn't help but let them widen in shock as more hunters entered the room. They had to stop them from entering before they were overpowered.
"Aizsargs durvis ar vairogu" Flicking her hand towards the door as she spoke, an invisible shield of sorts blocking a few of the hunters. But they were still over powered there was a lot of hunters in the room and a lot of the supernatural were weakened.

Her eyes locked on to a hunter that was charging towards Luca and herself, she was about to throw a fireball at him but a male lion suddenly pounced on him. She knew exactly who it was. When Luca had finished with the lifeless hunter, he nodded to her in a gesture of climbing onto his back. She skeptically made her way over towards him, but not before noticing the blade that was currently stuck into his abdomen. As she climbed onto his back she lent over, placing her face by his ears.
"I'll fix any damages when were through. Sitting back up, she made sure to hold onto his mane gently ensuring that she wasn't holding on to tight.
"I'm just going to get a little help She mumbled, just loud enough for him to here. "Hounds elles I izsaukt tevi!" Her voice echoed through out the room. The ground beneath them began to shake slightly, crumbling as hell hounds made their way to the surface. The snarling animals immediately pounced on the large masses of hunters.

Tightening her grip upon Luca's mane once more as she felt a sudden spell of dizziness hitting her. "We need to move now. I don't know how long the hounds can hold them off!"

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Jason wasn't the best at languages, but he basically knew what she said. It was alot of hunters families motto's so it wasn't uncommon for him to know a few bits of German here and then. Moving to the back of the truck he began to familiarize himself with the toys that were on display. Jason wasn't much of a long ranged fighter so he wasn't interested in using any guns or anything like that. He preferred to get up close and person.

Searching over the much closer forms of weaponry he decided to go with a pair of knuckle buster which were made of dark metal, he also picked up a bunch of throwing making sure to attach him to the holster which was settled across his chest. He then decided to take a M1911 pistol just encase. He wasn't the best shot but it's always handy to have at least one gun on your person.

He was so busy loading himself up in the truck he hadn't even realized that they were walking through the sewers until they suddenly came to a halt in front of the Medusa. Jason waited silently, ready to jump into action as soon as Alex gave them the signal. Blake had all ready been lucky and killed one. "Keep count. I still owe you for the last time He reminded Blake as he charged into the room.

Before he could even comprehend what was happening, a demon decided to charge towards him. Before the bastard even had a chance Jason swung his fist right at him, hitting him square in the face causing the demon to fly back due to the impact. Before the creature could even respond Jason immediately threw several throwing knifes at him, making sure to hit him in the vital points. Turning around to face the others, a sadistic smirk etched upon his face as he twirled a knife around in his hand. "So? Whose next?" No one responded, in fear of what he would do. He was about to throw a knife at a vampire. But a female who he had met before made it's way into his line of sight. He didn't even know what he was doing but he launched himself across the room, making sure to take out multiple creatures on the way.

Just as he got close to the girl he threw a few knifes at her, making sure to miss anything serious. Two knifes went to her feet, one on her thigh, whilst the other lodged itself into her shoulder. "So we meet again. Banshee