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Bowen Davion

Sir Bowen, son of Owen, last of the House of Davion, and a 582 year old werewolf. CEO of Vindex.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Varden

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The Past


ImageImageBowen Eli Davion was born in 1432 during a turbulent time of war between two of Terra's nations. This war had gone on for very nearly one hundred years before his birth. Since Bowen was born to the House of Davion, a noble family of one of these kingdoms it was his duty to serve as a knight and bring honor to his house and the king he and his family had sworn fealty to.

There was nothing special about Bowen's childhood besides the wealth his family possessed. This wealth elevated him above the level of the common peasants and serfs of the kingdom and allowed him and his brother access to the finer things in life available during this time period. The best in life included the finest martial training to be had. He was also given access to women and other finery as was his birthright.

He served valiantly as a knight for the House of Plantagenet, the king's house for five years. His fifth year marked the end of the long war and the House of Plantagenet and all the houses and armies under it were forced to return home. During his time in the war he showed great aptitude with the bow and the sword but did not participate in heavy fighting. The House of Davion and those men who served it were often set as rear guard and so saw only skirmishes and peasant insurrection. After the war the House of Davion was one of the houses the ruling monarch accused of a fault and blamed for the loss of the war. So it was that Davion lost his lands and much that goes along with his noble birthright after the war ended.

The loss of his lands was not the most notable event of Bowen's life during the years of 1454 to 1456. As he and a small party of the his knights were returning home they were ambushed near the cost as they prepared to board ship and leave the mainland for home. They were slaughtered to the man save Bowen who was injured. Bowen had described the ordeal and insisted that his men had been slain by demon wolves. At the time it was thought that his injury was mortal as he was found by a group of knights belonging to the House of Thatcher. During the next week these knights brought Bowen over the sea with them and returned him to his lands and his home.

The demon wolves his men had been slain by had been lycanthropes and the wound he had received had infected him with the disease. His strong constitution had saved him though the wound had been grievous and meant to kill, not injure him. During the next couple weeks he would struggle with the mental, emotional, spiritual, and physical pain and anguish of becoming what he would later discover was a werewolf. During this time he thought himself evil and often berated himself and named himself a coward for refusing to commit suicide. The struggle was most difficult after getting word of his brother's death at the hands of an enemy ambush during a withdraw from a fort on the coast.

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The Present


ImageImageDespite the loss of his noble title and his lands Bowen Eli Davion has proven extraordinarily long lived. His tremendous constitution as a human was only enhanced when he became a werewolf. This has afforded him the time to amass large sums of money and power that dwarfs his former holdings as a noble lord. Money and power was never enough for Bowen and he has always sought the acceptance of his fellow man or werewolf. As such he has worked hard to defend Terra and its people and formed the mercenary organization known as Vindex.

Vindex is a small paramilitary mercenary group that was often employed by the various Terran governments and national organizations for reasons of plausible deniability during the last five years. Their missions were often small scale clandestine operations and they were employed only when a national military force could not be risked of political and/or diplomatic consequence was of a major concern. As such Vindex operates under a false front called Castle. This allows Vindex and its operatives the ability to live their lives free of reprisal when not on the job.

In the present day Vindex employs about ten skilled operators and has quite a collection of advanced gadgets and weaponry. The company has a small military compound located on the outskirts of Wing City and an office located in Lutetia. They often assist the local police agencies or private citizens when they need to hire a private investigator or security services. Bowen seldom involves Vindex with the various packs or factional groups in Lutetia but he is known to support the city and various charities. As such he is well liked by the city government and the people and often touted as a upstanding and moral citizen. After his first transformation and the death of his brother he became an atheist but does support many local religious groups for the positive and moral influence they can have on young people.

Bowen has had many passing loves during his long life and yet has never had children. He surmises the cause of this to be a fever he had during his youth that may have left him sterile. Despite his capability to love he realizes that he will outlive any woman he chooses as a wife and thus often breaks off relationships after months and before they can become serious enough to cause his would be spouse heart ache. His kind heart often becomes a bleeding wound after these brief relationships as he falls in love rather easily.

As far as a werewolf goes Bowen is pretty common with exception to his constitution and regenerative capabilities. Some have speculated that Bowen is gifted with true regeneration and could heal lost limb or organ. He has yet to test this theory and has no wish to do so but has noted that he heals extraordinary quickly even when faced with weapons and other devices that one of his kind should not be able to recover from. He has been described as tough as nails by his employees and friends. When he is forced into the war form and must contend with tooth and claw he prefers the use of speed, skill, and dexterity over brute strength. In the form of a wolf, the war form, or anything in between he has dark hair and bright yellow eyes.

Bowen is the oldest living werewolf he knows. His age does not make him any more or less powerful physically. He does possess a vast array of skills, talents, and knowledge accrued and honed over his long lifespan. He enjoys painting and regularly sits in on the Lutetia Musical Orchestra as a violinist, saxophonist, or pianist. He does have a few vices which include drinking expensive scotch and smoking imported cigars. To the outside world, he appears as a young, handsome, business-savvy, and charming man. However, he has a "dark side": he secretly practices BDSM.

Werewolf Traits:
• True Regeneration - Bowen heals with extraordinary swiftness, but not quite instantaneously. Almost no injuries are permanent, save the loss of his head or the destruction of his heart. Loss of limb or damaged organ takes days to recover from while punctures, lacerations, bullet wounds, and broken bones can be recovered from in seconds or minutes depending on the severity. Bullets are pushed from his body as his regeneration takes effect. Bones reset themselves unless his flesh is restrained. Lost limb can be reattached provided it is done with great haste.
• Weaknesses - Whilst silver is not any more effective at damaging him than other weapons, wounds caused by silver weapons or that come into contact with silver have their regeneration greatly impeded. Wounds caused by contact with silver also sting and burn. Aconitum or Wolf's Bane is still as poisonous to him as it is to other people. He is resistant to poisons and diseases with exception to Aconitum.
• Enhanced Strength/Agility - Bowen has enhanced strength and agility even in the homid form. He has the greatest strength while in crinos form and the greatest agility and speed while in lupis form. A good mix of both would be the hispo form.
• Enhanced Senses - Bowen has enhanced hearing and smell even in the homid form. His senses are sharpest in the lupis form.
• Enhanced Toughness - Bowen is as tough as nails even in the homid form. His bones are denser and his skin is harder to penetrate. While in crinos or hispo form his skin has toughness not unlike steel chainmail.
• Altered Forms - Bowen has five distinct and separate forms available to him. While in most of these forms he can easily maintain his intelligence and the process of rational thought unless set to a true emotional rage or when exposed to the light of a full moon. These forms are; the homid form that resembles his former human self, the glabro form which roughly resembles a human but has too many bestial features to be mistaken for a human in bright light, and the crinos form which is the massive hybrid form commonly associated with a lycanthrope, the hispo form - the shape of a prehistoric dire wolf, and the Lupus form which is indistinguishable from a normal wolf but with superior agility and speed. He can change at will but is most comfortable in the homid, lupus, or hispo form and seldom uses the glabro or crinos form.

Glabro: The glabro form is bipedal, and it doesn't possess obvious fangs or claws, but the resemblance to a human being ends there. Bowen gains two-hundred pounds of muscle and six inches of height when shifting into this form from his normal human self. After the shift he stands at six foot, eight inches tall and weighs in at four-hundred and twenty pounds. His body hair becomes much more profuse, his teeth and nails elongate, his brow slopes, and he looks huge and menacing. He can speak though his words have a guttural rasp to them. His eyes glow with a menacing yellow.

Crinos: Crinos is not a form for deliberation, even with other werewolves. Shifting from glabro to crinos, Bowen grows in height by three foot, four inches and gains another four hundred pounds of muscle weight. His head changes to a wolf's maw, and the fangs and claws are now fully grown. His arms become long and apelike, and he can move either on two legs or all fours. He grows a tail, which helps with balance and a thick coat of fur as dark as midnight. He can speak albeit very crudely, managing maybe one or two words at a time. Bowen has great difficulty keeping control while in this form and so seldom uses it.

Hispo: The hispo form resembles a normal wolf in the same way that the glabro form resembles a normal human. Bowen in hispo form looks like a prehistoric dire wolf. His head and jaws are massive, even more so than the crinos form, and his bite is more powerful because of this increased size. He can stand on his hind legs in hispo form with great difficulty if necessary, but he is much more comfortable on all fours.

He has no hands in this form and cannot speak. Bowen stands five foot tall at the shoulder and weighs slightly more than eight-hundred pounds while in in this form. He has midnight fur and yellow eyes. He walks and runs on four legs and thus is faster and a bit more agile. His senses are more acute in this form.

Lupus: A werewolf in lupus form cannot be distinguished from a natural wolf and in some cases a large dog with wolf lineage. Bowen resembles a rather large but very handsome wild wolf with midnight fur and yellow eyes. He is most comfortable in this form or in the homid form. His senses are sharpest in this form and he is very fast on his feet and agile. Bowen weighs about one hundred and twenty pounds, only slightly bigger than a natural gray wolf.

• Lunar Cycle - Bowen is forced to transform into Lupus form if exposed to the full moon's light.

Standard Equipment:
• Silvered/Carbon Steel Khukuri or Silvered/Carbon Steel Tomahawk
• Browning Hi Power Standard Semi-Auto Pistol

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Image James Guiscard otherwise known as Baron and leader of the Bloodstone Pack runs his territory with fairness. The Vindex building resides within Baron's territory and Baron and Bowen are on amicable terms for now. The current way of things, the way things have been going for the last five years can not continue on as they have been going. Though Bowen respects Baron the two are irrevocably alpha males in the same area. While Bowen may want nothing more to join other wolves in a pack he is an alpha male and refuses to fall under the leadership of another. He also has three other wolves working at Vindex and can not make such a decision for them.

After refusing Bowen's offered aid a number of times primarily to due to politics and pride, the Bloodstone Pack leader may have burned bridges that are not so easily repaired.

ImageVanessa Richard is a member of the Bloodstone Pack and one of Bowen's romantic interests. Recent events such as the kidnapping of Vanessa's daughter, Sophia by Alek, a vampire have not allowed them to get to know each other as Bowen would have liked. If there is one thing that may convince Bowen to fall under the leadership of another it may be love that does it. As of this point he is infatuated with her but is not sure if his feelings are caused because of the stability she represents or if there is something deeper hidden there in. To say there isn't some sexual attraction would be a lie. Little does Bowen know that Vanessa has been attempting to distance herself from her pack.

Image Chloe Sandara works for Vindex and for Bowen. She is Alphonse's partner and both of them respect her as a capable detective even though she has not been with the company long. There was a strong physical attraction between Bowen and Chloe the moment they were first introduced. Ever since she was attacked by Alek, a vampire and her apartment was burned down she has been living at Bowen's apartment on the third floor of the Vindex building. While Bowen does care for her and wishes nothing more than to keep her safe he also feels that her lack of control over her own life could influence him in ways that would turn his life upside down. Still he enjoys her company and the physical attraction is hard for him to resist.

So begins...

Bowen Davion's Story

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He emptied his weapon into Alek. All this blood and rage in the air in such a small space caused his own wolf to want out. The animal paced and snarled at some subconscious threshold still blocked by Bowen's reason. His eyes glowed with a feral rage, bright yellow in the dark. He rushed forward, a blur of speed the moment Snow stopped firing the shotgun.

He kicked Alek's arm out if he tried to rise and would slap the cuff around his wrist. The instant it locked Alek would find every ounce of his supernatural strength evaporate. Bowen would put his shoe on the back of Alek's neck and cranked his other arm around his body to secure the other cuff provided he could get Vanessa to let go. Without Alek's supernatural strength, Bowen could have just as easily snapped his arms like they were toothpicks and been done with it. "Get pressure on that neck wound!", he said to Snow as Julienne's life blood bumped out of her body with each beat of her heart.

He would then pick Alek up, tearing his coat and man handling him. Bowen removed his knife and proceeded to cut off his clothing. Any weapons that were not embedded into his skin and flesh would be removed from his person. His pants were cut down the back and tore off before his boot laces had the same treatment and his footwear was left to rot in the dark hole they would soon be out of. Not a single stitch of clothing was spared for the vampire's decency. The whole process took very little time and was performed with a practiced hand that must have done it many times before. When the vampire started to make a smart remark, the heavy blade of the khukuri came down and lopped off Alek's right ear. The ear fell like a piece of discarded plastic or floppy rubber and floated briefly on the water before sinking.

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As the shooting began Marc would flick the UV light on his gun on aiming it Alek. Theoretically it should have a similar effect on the vampire as sunlight. He then would place 4 shots of his own at Alek stopping firing as Bowden advanced on the vampire.

As Bowen began his onslaught Marc kept the gun leveled on the pair hoping that the UV would have some effect on the vampire with one hand while he knelt down and drew a large sleek silver dagger from a boot sheath.

"Alright so whose chopping this ones head off?" Marc said plainly.

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Julienne writhed as her body twisted and contorted, warring between wolf and human, but the blood loss had weakened her and the sprouting fur began to recede as she gaped up at the ceiling, her eyes wild with panic. Her neck had been torn wide open.

Vanessa shed her own wolfish form as she knelt beside Julienne to hold her still, but she hadn't any clothes on her with which to stem the bleeding.

"Your jacket, quickly!" she told Snow.

She herself was bleeding from a gunshot graze that ran down the length of her hip, but the adrenaline still coursing through her body dulled the pain of the wound.

"And you, shut the fuck up and help her!" she all but shouted at Marc.

Through it all, she threw a look at Bowen. There was something in her eyes akin to fear. Not fear for Julienne, or fear of Alek. No, in those moments, she was afraid of Bowen. She tore her gaze away and back to the more immediate crisis, Julienne.

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Snow ran forwards, throwing his jacket off as he moved and dropping down beside her to use it to stem the bleeding. "This is bad - we need to get her medical help as soon as possible." he warned, glancing across at Bowen and Alek. His expression curled in a disgusted grimace at the way Bowen stripped the vampire down and sliced off his ear. He held no sympathy for Alek, but he hardly saw the necessity of what Bowen was doing. He ought to just kill the bastard and be done with it.

But he didn't have time to make an issue of it. With the jacket binding her wound, he turned to Marc, "You, if you want to be of use, help me carry her out. We need to get her to Cornell's, right now. The vampire's clearly ... being handled."

Whatever being handled meant to Bowen, that was.

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Alek remained silent as Bowen stripped him of his clothes. "You know I don't go for beastial--AGGH!" He shouted out as his ear was sliced off. His wounds were still healing despite the cuffs he was wearing though, and his ear would be back in close to 20 minutes.

"I hope she burns in hell." Alek said to Snow and Vanessa.

Claire stormed up and grabbed the man's long black hair from behind and bashed Alek's head against the wall. Her eyes were blazing in her own rage. Alek groaned and blinked as the stars danced across his vision. She pulled him up again by his hair, and pulled him close to her face.

"Hey. You remember me?" Claire asked, her voice barely controlled rage. Alek blinked and really looked at her. A slow, dark cackle wrenched from his throat. "Claire.." He whispered. "I thought you were dead.. But that just means our work will be carried on.." Claire hissed and bared her teeth. She leaned close to Alek and whispered so quiet, that only he and Bowen could possibly hear. "Remember my promise..? When you turned me..? I swore I would see the day you would regret it.. And now.. I have.." She said, letting his hair go and walking off.

Vanessa and Snow had Julienne taken care of. She would go out and check on the others.

Alek watched her leave, his smile never leaving his blood smeared maw.

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Bowen spat in the water. He had not stripped Alek naked for any other reason than it was the most thorough and quickest way to disarm and search someone. He had not cut of his ear for any other reason than he had wanted the vampire to 'shut the fuck up' at that particular moment. If others saw cruelty in his prudence then so be it. If others were scared of his practices it could not be helped. He would rather be safe when dealing with such a man than take risks because of someone else's sensibility.

Léon would help everyone out and back out onto the street.

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Julienne's bloody hand moved to help hold the jacket to her neck, and her other hand moved to grab Snow's leg. Her fingers dug in tightly to get his attention.

"Kill that mother fucker..." she growled through grit teeth.

Her face was ashen.

Marc flicked the light off and holstered his gun, then retired the small dagger back to his boot sheath. He moved to help Snow carry Julienne.

"Try not to move too much we'll get you out of here, and don't worry I'm sure he'll get what's coming to him." Marc said doing his best to sound somewhat reassuring. He knew nothing about these people, other than the fact that he did recognize Julienne and Snow as members of the pack.

Snow lifted Julienne with Marc and started towards the exit. "Save your energy for surviving, Julienne. I don't expect the vampire to live for long." he murmured. "He'll be dealt with."

Julienne grimaced at his answer, but as they moved her the nausea that followed quickly silenced any protests.

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Vanessa was the first to reach the storm drain, quickly regaining the street as she shouted for Bastien.

He had Sophia sitting in the passenger seat of his car when he stood up from his open door and started towards the storm drain.

"Julienne's hurt," she told him.

Whatever personal issues the two had took second place to the pack for the moment.

"You go up first," Snow said to Marc, "And lift her with you. I'll follow and support her weight."

Marc nodded, "Alright" Marc said has he secured his grip across her, as he carefully used one hand to grip the metal rungs and began to climb up the to the surface slowly.

"Once you're high enough, call for Vanessa and Bastien to help pull her up." Snow said as he followed, bearing the brunt of Julienne's weight across his upper arm and shoulders.

The rough jostling was only making the nausea worse, and Julienne did her best to maintain pressure on the wound while they were trying to regain the street, but a wash of dizziness swept over her. Her hand fell away to leave the coat fluttered down past Snow.

As Leon and Bastien helped pull her to the surface and onto the street she had lost consciousness. Bastien pressed a hand to her throat, feeling for a pulse before throwing Snow the keys to his car.

"Get the car started," he said as he moved to help get Julienne into the back seat.

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"Mr. Barnes! Grab an IV bag, blood block, and anything else you need out of the car to make sure she makes it to Cornell's alive.", called up Bowen from the hole. Once Julienee was up and on her way to their car Léon would run ahead and grab medical supplies from one of the Vindex cars. Unless someone stopped him he would meet them back at their car as they put Julienee in. The back seat would get very crowded as Léon applied blood block in coupious amounts to her neck wound. The substance, invented by Titus Gable would react with the blood that still pumped from her neck and start to seal the wound, preventing further blood loss. She had still lost a lot of blood. Léon would then start to prep the IV bag to get fluids back into her system.

Bowen needed Claire's and Chandler's help to heft Alek from the sewers and by the time they made it back on the street the Bloodstone wolves would be on their way to Cornell's with Julienee.

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Claire was struggling by this point. The scent of blood was heavy in the air and she had been nearly close to feeding before. She now -needed- to feed. Her strength was sapped, but she helped haul Alek out of the hole either way. Alek took note of her lack of strength, and grinned.

"You're still fighting it, aren't you..? I'm proud of you, m'dear. You've accomplished something I never could." Alek said to her. Claire grounded her teeth. "But you do know.. You still belong to me..." Alek said quietly. "I belong to no one." Claire growled through grit teeth.

"And especially not to a monster like you.." Claire pulled away as soon as Alek was out and Chandler and Bowen could take care of Alek themselves. Alek's eyes glowed slightly and Claire halted in her tracks. Claire could feel his control over her still and she fought against it. This was not a vampiric power. Claire had been turned by the blood of this master vampire and had not broken his hold on her.

"Mr. Davion.. Mr. Ombre.." Claire managed to choke out, closing her eyes. Alek was speaking to her through her mind now. What little color drained from her face. Her hand reached for her side arm.

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Bowen half carried and half pushed Alek to his car, throwing him in the back seat and slamming the door while he listened to Alek's and Claire's words for each other. The car would roar to life a moment later and speed away from the scene unless stopped by Claire or someone else.

Chandler was standing next to Claire and when she started to reach for her gun he laid his hand gently over her weapon. "Ma cheré...", he said almost at a whisper. Blood still dripped from his cheeks where his geist had cut into his skin. It was unlikely he could stop her if she really wanted her gun.

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Claire was physically shaking by this point. Her hand reached for the holster of her gun just as Chandler's hand reached over it. The touch was enough to grab her attention. She turned her red glaring eyes to him and focused on the blood that dripped down his cheek.

She finally released a breath as Bowen was out of sight and out of range. "You're lucky your blood is toxic to me, Mr. Ombre.." She whispered. "Otherwise I'd probably would have had you right here and now.." She grinned slightly and walked away.

To be honest, she was still disturbed how close she had become to losing herself to Alek again. "Just goes to show I cannot get away.." She whispered to herself as she walked towards her car.

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"I am glad for that." He then shook his head. "That vampire isn't coming back from that car ride ma cheré.", he said and followed her to the car. They would head back to the office and from there they would retire for some much needed rest.

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Bowen drove Alek outside the city, keeping a close eye on the vampire the whole way. Once they exited the city he pulled off and secured the ankle irons and waist chain around Alek. He rechecked the cuffs and performed a quick cursory search of the back seat and of Alek's hair. When the vampire resisted Bowen beat him mercilessly until he relented. He shoved him back in the car and then he would get back to driving. They were going into the deep wilderness and wilds of the Lutetia countryside.

"Tell me a bit about yourself Alek. Alek Constantine is it? Where are you from originally? How long have you graced Terra with your presence?"

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The vampire did resist, but without his supernatural strength, he was no match for Bowen. But all the while Bowen beat him, all he did was laugh. It wasn't until he was black and blue and bloody once more, that he laid panting in the back seat.

Alek looked at Bowen in the middle mirror, his red eyes glowing still. "Fine." Alek said, his accent thick but spoke of a language of ancient Insunar. "I hale from the snowy plains of the north. Born to Amena and Aodh Constantine.. I joined the Church in mission to my Lord when I was but a boy and died when I was 37.. And since then, I have walked this forsaken place for six-hundred and fifty six years.."

Alek fell silent.

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Bowen took up the same language with a slightly different accent. "I hale from Quelaya. Born into the House of Davion. I am the first son of Count Owen Davion. I served loyally as knight for my father, a vassal under the House of Plantagenet, the Peity King of Eriotan during the last years of his long war." Eriotan was a small kingdom consisting of a few provinces. They spoke mainly Eriotan which was a root language to the common Terran language used today.

"I was bit at the age of twenty-two, lived in Insunar for nearly my whole life after that, and I have walked the world for five-hundred and eighty-two years." A heavy fog was falling upon the road and yet Bowen continued to drive. Trees passed at either side of the car as they continued on. "Why do you kill? Is it for pleasure Alek, Son of Aodh?"

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Alek remained silent for the longest while. He stared out the window, as if he had resolved finally this was his end. A solemn grace had fixed itself upon his face. Memories of happier days came to his mind, and his eyes stopped their red glow back to the gold they originally were.

"I never killed for pleasure.." He answered honestly, still speaking in the strange tongue. "My mother and father were killed by rogue werewolves on the way home from traveling.. I was orphaned, and since my father was the man of the church.. The church gracefully took me in." He said quietly. "I was taught their ways of dealing with the supernatural at the time.. By the time, I was seventeen, I had killed my first werewolf who had murdered a farmer and his daughter." Alek confessed.

"I fell in love once.. When I was near twenty full cycles of the sun.. Hair as gold as the the sun, the most beautiful blue eyes.. Her name was Abby.." He whispered. "And I was going to put up my weapons, retire.. Run away with her if I had to.. But I was going to marry her.."

He paused for a long time. "She was taken from me by a vampire.. A master vampire.." He murmured. "I took 17 years to find him.. And when I tried to kill him.. I was bitten.." His voice trembled in anger and sorrow.

"I kill for my lord.. I killed for revenge of those who could not fight for their life.. And I killed for my parents.." Alek murmured.

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Bowen's heart was like stone. He was not moved by Alek's story but he acknowledge the vampire as the story was told. "Tell me Alek, Son of Aodh. Do any of those taken by you yet live, imprisoned, and hidden away?"

When Alek answered him Bowen looked at him hard in the rearview mirror. "Who then is imprisoned and hidden away? Where are they?"

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"What does it matter, you won't kill me any faster." Alek said, looking back at Bowen. "You plan to make this as slow as possible. I smell it on you."

He looked away and gazed out the window once again.

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"If your claim is legitimate and you speak the truth I swear on my father's name, the honor of the House of Davion that I shall give you a swift, clean death..." He glanced at the road and then his eyes returned to the vampire. "... if you lie to me or refuse to answer now I shall make your death as slow and as foul as I can contrive."

They had lived a long time and each of them was well learned. They had both lived during a darker time of Terra's history. Knowledge only served to bolster the imagination. Surely Alek could understand to what depths this night could sink and the horrors that could potentially await him in the woods.