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Luca Vladmir Ardelean

"Go away..."

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a character in “The Dark Extinction”, as played by Scar.-

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N A M E
L U C A - V L A D M I R - A R D E L E A N

N I C K N A M E S
L U K E
V L A D


P H Y S I C A L - A G E
2 7

A C T U A L - A G E
3 5 0

G E N D E R
M A L E

S P E C I E S
S H A P E - S H I F T E R

R A N K
A L P H A

S E X U A L I T Y
H E T E R O S E X U A L

S O N G S
B R E A T H E || T H E - P R O D I G Y





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ImageH E I G H T
6 ' 4 "

W E I G H T
2 0 0 l b s

S K I N
P A L E - I V O R Y

E Y E S
H A Z E L

H A I R
L I G H T - B R O W N

M A R K I N G S
T A T T O O S
    β–² Tribal tattoo sleeve on right arm
    β–² Growling wolf on left peck
    β–² Panther down right ribcage

S C A R S
    β–² Claw marks on left shoulder
    β–² Cut down right eye, over corner of his mouth
    β–² Several whip marks across back

N O R M A L - A T T I R E
β–² Black leather jacket
β–² Band T-shirt
β–² Faded jeans
β–² Steel-toed boots
β–² Aviators
β–² Necklace of a Raven from Georgy





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The first thing anyone would notice about Luca is that he is a hot head, quick to temper and will finish an argument with a fight, verbal or physical. One thing that tends to make his temper flair up is his sister Georgy, who knows just the right way to push his buttons. But another reason she causes him to get so angry is people who are rude, disrespectful or even interested in his sister. He won't get angry at them in front of Georgy but he'll threaten them within an inch of their life the second she's gone. A topic to never talk about in front of him or his sister is their dead brother Anton, unless you want a broken nose. It is also a rare thing to see Luca smile genuine, currently the only person that can is his sister but that's even a difficult task because she pisses him off more than making him happy. Luca also has a stoic, cold disposition when he generally seems emotionless and distant from everyone. He does this to keep people at a distance because he fears getting too close to someone and losing them. He already worries enough about his sister, he doesn't need more people to make him worry that much more.




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L I K E S
β–² Werewolves
β–² Georgy
β–² Shifters
β–² Scotch
β–² Sex
β–² Challenges
β–² Fights



D I S L I K E S
β–² Gorgons
β–² Vampires
β–² Humans
β–² Sluts
β–² Liars
β–² Drama
β–² Narcissism



F E A R S
β–² Losing Georgy
β–² Death
β–² Failing
β–² Supernatural Extinction



S E C R E T S
β–² Has severe bloodlust
β–² Knows how to smile
β–² Can shift into another person



W E A K N E S S E S
β–² Georgy
β–² Temper
β–² Silver
β–² Dark Metal
β–² Lover (if he has one)





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Luca was born to a poor family in Romania 350 years ago, 3 minutes before his twin brother Anton. Then 3 years their younger sister Georgy joined the family. As they grew up, they all quickly learned the art of thievery and stealing to help get their family by. When he was 15, their parents died from illness and with no money or food they had no choice but to keep robbing to survive. Luca didn't like the idea of his little sister or brother possibly getting caught stealing, so he'd sneak out in the middle of the night to grab what they needed for the next day. He knew it was going to catch up to them eventually, and he wanted it to be himself that got caught... and it was.

He was in a noble's house, trying to pinch some gold so he could get his siblings and himself out their predicament but was caught by the Lord of the house while he tried to escape. Getting the officials, they then grabbed Luca and threw him in a prison. Georgy and Anton came to visit him, but they didn't have enough money to free him. A couple weeks passed and he just assumed that he was going to die of either illness or starvation. One day a small pigeon perched itself in the window, and when he set his eyes upon it, he couldn't help but wish he was a bird. Next thing he knew, his body was changing and shifting until he looked identical to that bird. He didn't hesitate to wonder how this happened, but took it as a sign and escaped out the window, returning to his siblings.

It didn't take long after than for his siblings and himself to figure out what they were, quickly using these new abilities to their advantage. They noticed as they came of age, as long as they continually shifted their bodies climaxed around their mid-twenties, folklore even saying that they won't begin to age again until they stop shifting for good. As they all began to travel around Europe, they still were poor but thievery came much easier to them now that they could shift into animals. But that wasn't enough for Luca. He thought, if they could change into any animal, they why couldn't he change into another person and just walk right into their house? His siblings tried to talk him out of it but he was too stubborn. One day he caught site of a Nobleman walking home late at night, so Luca followed him, and knocked the man unconscious in an alleyway. Then he focused all his attention and energy at the man. The action caused Luca to become very lightheaded and almost pass out from weakness. But when he fumble his lethargic fingers through his pockets for a mirror, once looking upon his reflection he saw that he looked identical to the man laying beside him. This thrilled Luca. He thought that nothing was out of his grasp now, but the down side was the transformation made him so weak that he couldn't manage to go steal from the guy now that he looked like him.

Over the following century or 2 the siblings traveled across the Atlantic to the new world, finding a pack of Shifters in their journeys. And over those few hundred years, Luca began to practice and perfect his ability to transform into other people. This ability quickly let him rise to the top of the totem pole in his pack, becoming Alpha within 50 years of being with them. Of course, he wouldn't agree to be alpha if the pack members did not let his brother Anton become the Beta and Georgy become the Omega. Not long after becoming the Alpha was when the secret about the Dark Creatures came into the light for humans around the world. And once that happened, Hunters quickly followed. It was once they discovered/created the Dark-Metal that his brother Anton died by getting shot in the heart with a Dark-Bullet.

Even thought Luca is very reluctant to work with these other species, after seeing what happened to Anton, it seemed like the only logical option to save himself. But more importantly save Georgy.





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β–² He had a twin, Anton, that was killed by Dark Hunters 10 years ago.

β–² He is very protective over his sister, but hides it from her.

β–² He is one of few Shifters that are able to change into another person, but the only person who knows this is Georgy.

β–² He's favorite animal to shift into is a Panther.

β–² He's most prized possession is his Raven necklace from his sister.

β–² He is the Alpha of his pack but is often influenced and persuaded by his sister.

β–² He is a difficult person to get close to.

β–² Love is a foreign concept to him. He's capable of falling in love but it's not something he searches for.

β–² Although he smirks and grins evilly, seeing a genuine smile of happiness is a hard thing to accomplish. And a rare sight.

β–² He has a bad temper that usually ends in fights or killing.

β–² He doesn't like Gorgons because he lost friends to them centuries ago. Plus they tend to kill men more than women.

β–² He naturally hates Vampires because Shifters are related to Werewolves which have a century long feud with Vamps.






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So begins...

Luca Vladmir Ardelean's Story

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Character Portrait: Roslyn Todd Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Delia Stanis Character Portrait: Jordan Jessup Character Portrait: Alexandra Herrmann Character Portrait: Jason Hunt Character Portrait: Eamon Duke Character Portrait: Jezebel Klithe Character Portrait: Zachary Black Character Portrait: Dezember Ortega Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Declan Cane Character Portrait: Blake Alderman Character Portrait: Lydia Pearce Character Portrait: Elise Sividibus Character Portrait: Ronan Grendel Character Portrait: Augustus Frey

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It has been over 50 years since the Humans first found about our kind. They call us the Dark Ones or Dark Creatures, or some stupid variation of "Dark" something. Sure there were always some humans in secret that knew about our kind, and as long as we've been around there have also been hunters. But this was different, now the whole world knew. All the humans, every country and politician put aside their petty differences to focus on the "new" threat... all of us. For them, it was a great time of international peace. But the war was not over. Instead of focusing their aggression against each other, it was now turned full force towards us.

Of course us Dark Creatures, being the stubborn pains in the asses we are, we didn't think anything of it at first. We just thought hey, now I can kill and do whatever the hell I want, when I want because the world already knows about me. But it wasn't that simple. We underestimated the Humans. They're smarter than we give them credit for. They started creating academies to train hunters and would capture us... experiment on us. For 40 years we waged in a non stop battle, but we were winning. We had the upper hand. That was until they created Dark Metal.

Dark Metal is a synthetic alloy engineered by a group of hand picked scientists from across the globe. This metal has properties in it that makes it capable to harm, injure and even kill any and all Dark Creatures. It was the new age of technology they called it. A way to finally end the war. Well... It worked. In no time with the newly trained masses of hunters and Dark Metal, our numbers began to shrink rapidly. Within the last decade our numbers have decreased to a fraction of their glory. And with no choice, the leaders of every surviving species decided to consolidate their numbers for their best chance at survival.

So here we are, Las Vegas... Sin city. The home of the lowest of the low. What better place to try and rebuild the darkness then where the darkness thrives in everyone.





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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.

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Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Terry Price

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Hayley was not a kind person to much unless she knew the person. Her past made that hard from her. She grew cold when in the beginning she was such a nice person she likes to think. If she has it deep down it had to be in the past there as it was crushed from her past. She looked out of her small apartment room. She needed to go somewhere for a meeting. It would be easier if she just smiled, waved, listened and left.

It would be most likely boring but those stupid hunters made it hard for everyone else. If they would just leave the supernatural alone she wouldn't have to be going to such a meeting. She quickly grabbed a pair of jeans and magenta-like top and walked to the kitchen and grabbed a pop tart put it in the toaster and grabbed her small heel boots. She put her leather jacket on and then it just rang up the pop tart.

She ate as she walked and quickly went to where she was needed to go. When she got there she looked and saw Terry there. Once she got there she saw Luca and someone else. Luca was a bit of a pain but a good guy. She really didn't care. She walked past him and smiled.

"Well hello Luca?" She said in a bitchy tone. And then walked over to sit down on a bench she was getting far past annoyed. She just liked to ignore things when it came to that sense but life was kind of going for a bad turn which meant she had to be there as one of the leaders and behave. And help out.

She let a smirk come on and saw Terry and waved and then crossed her leather coated arms and looked at her boots on the ground and then she looked closer to Luca and the girl. She didn't recall meeting before.

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Character Portrait: Roslyn Todd Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Jordan Jessup Character Portrait: Alexandra Herrmann Character Portrait: Jason Hunt Character Portrait: Eamon Duke Character Portrait: Jezebel Klithe Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Blake Alderman Character Portrait: Lydia Pearce Character Portrait: Elise Sividibus Character Portrait: Augustus Frey

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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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Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean

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Luna stood amonngst a group of human's whilst waiting for her name to be shouted. Many would question why she socialized with the enemy race, but it's not as easy to tell a necromancer from a normal human. If she was honest with her self there was not many difference between a lot of the species. But still they had their tell signs.
Playing with the hem of her baggy top, she couldn't help but over hear a conversation between a couple.

"Hey.. Do you reckon she's one?" One whispered to the other, "She's got to be.. I mean look at her.. The other replied, their eyes looking Luna up and down.

Luna released a sigh, it seemed that nowadays your appearance dictated if you were a supernatural or not. She liked the way she dressed, it was outgoing and well it seemed to grab peoples attention. And well Luna loved to be the center of attention even if sometimes it wasn't the best.

"Exta large Caramel Hot chocolate and a bagel for Luna?!" The cashier shouted from her station. Luna silently made her way over towards the cashier.
"Many thanks." She smiled to the girl as she took her items and left the cafe.

'Bloody humans'

Upon leaving the cafe, Luna integrated into the crowd of the rushing humans, who were making their way towards their respected activities for the day. Whatever they may be. For she could care less as today she had matter to which she had to attend. Much to her discharging. Taking a sip of her drink and a bite from her bagel, she began to cross the road once she met the crossing.

Upon reaching the other side of the road, she made her way down a dark alley. One that most would try and avoid, well most human's. All though you probably got the occasional one that would try to brave the dark corners of the streets to later on regret it. Though with the technology and what not nowadays, human's didn't have to fear people like her. Especially with Hunter's now around. Luna felt sick at the thought of the Hunters, she could understand them hunting the really bad creatures. Ones that killed for the fun of it, but not all of their species were like that.

Luna proceeded to walk down the alley until she came across a large metal door that was placed in a wall, throwing the napkin of her bagel on the ground her eyes meeting the door.

"Atlaidiet taustiņu , uz kuru es tiecos , atvērt durvis uz slēpto ielas" The irises of her eyes suddenly flashing a brighter blue, followed by the tattoo's on her wrist releasing a slight burning sensation at the use of magic. Around the hinges of the door a bright light shinned through, when this happened Luna made her way through, reaching the streets of the multiple different species.

Walking through the streets Luna's eyes wandered around at the countless people who looked distressed. She understood why, A lot of the supernatural were now extinct and many fear their friends and family would be next, Luna feared for them as not all were able to fight back.
As she carried on walking through the streets, she couldn't help but let her eyes widen in shock. There stood two people she didn't think she would be seeing for a long time, along with a women who as far as she was aware she had not come across before.

"Fancy seeing the pair of you here" Her voice filled with amusement as she looked over at Luca and his younger sister Georgy.

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Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Terry Price

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Terry liked to follow things in the wolfy way, and keep close to Hayley, particularly in Vegas where a hoard of mass supernatural creatures were gathered and therefore likely to magnify the target on their backs but somewhere along the lines they decided solo. Normally he wasn't even that pack coordinated but in this area, he favoured being a pair. They only had each other as an utmost support system. And Georgy...though, he didn't know if they were the kind to take a dark bullet for each other. But then he laughed when he remembered Luca. Yeah, he'd have to take the bullet rather than the hell he'd face from her brother.

Terry waited around with his hands buried in his jeans pockets, rocking back and forth on his heels. It wasn't his first choice of clothing with turning into a wolf at the ready but, it was more casual than the bulky guy dressed ready for an eternal basketball game that would never happen. Terry wasn't even sure entirely what he was waiting for until he saw it. Hayley brushing past the skin-changers. He sighed out gently, when he saw her lips move and a smirk cross her lips. It generally meant she took some pleasure in some smart comment or attitude she portrayed. Terry simply saluted in greeting before coming to stand by her. "Now, now be nice to pops" he reminded her in what was normally perceived in a low-tone. But with all the supernatural hearing in here, who knew who caught Terry's comment on Luca's age. Even so, it wasn't like a stab at his true age meant anything. There were more ancient than him.

He sighed out gently before resuming to speak to Hayley as a necromancer joined the Shape-Shifters. He'd seen the blonde around once or twice. As if picking up on his thoughts, he continued. "Good news is though we haven't ran into any vampires down here yet." Terry was struck by another sudden thought. "Hey, when's the next full moon?" This time he leaned much closer to Hayley's ear, as he kept his eyes forward and asked it much more softly.

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Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Dezember Ortega Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Declan Cane Character Portrait: Lydia Pearce Character Portrait: Ronan Grendel

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Declan had spent the beginning of his day doing his job. On his way to the meeting, someone had died and Declan was the one called to collect the poor soul. Declan appeared to have teleported out of the city he'd just arrived in all the way back to the wonderfully horrendous city of New York. A man had just been shot in the city so Declan appeared before his soul and extended his hand towards him. He said only one word. "Hell." The man screamed for mercy but Declan stayed quiet. This was what usually happened and it didn't really face him any more. Some put up a fight but it was never much. Not like the fight Alex put up...

The man traveled with Declan back to hell where he dropped him off at the fiery pit to be given his punishment before leaving again to go to the meeting. But of course, Declan also had to work.

He had to collect three more souls before he finally had the chance to appear in Las Vegas. Declan could easily use his abilities to transport himself into the underground meeting area but he felt like taking a short stroll through Sin City. His demon self would have loved this place. The closest he had as a demon was getting to enjoy some of the Roman Empire before he died. But now, Declan felt indifferent towards the city. He didn't hate it but he didn't find any pleasure or amusement in it either. He walked down the streets getting many glances. Most of them were from women. Declan knew how handsome he was he also knew that walking down a street in a suit was going to give the impression that he was someone important. Being death was somewhat important.

Declan disappeared down a set of stairs that brought him into the subway. He made a face over the smell but immediately got over it since he cared more about reaching his destination than wondering how on earth this place could reek so horribly. He ducked away into a door indicated to be for 'Authorized Personnel Only'. Of course death falls under authorized personnel. Death can go anywhere they please. The thought managed to produce a faint chuckle as he made his way down a rather long flight of stairs until he reached yet another door.

He took out the key he was given and unlocked the door. As he stepped through, he was greeted by a whole city of underground creatures that needed to hide out thanks to the humans. Declan's eyes searched the crowds before he took a step forward and began to explore.

Declan had been the one to inform a few others of where the meeting was being held so it was no surprise that he was able to see a few familiar faces but none were of the face he was looking for. Declan decided his best option would be to wait near where they were all told to meet and wait until whom he was hoping to see would approach him. That was until he spotted the enchanting flower just across the crowd. The same enchanting flower he'd been hoping to have the chance to see again.

He tucked his hands into his pocket and strutted towards his new destination. He maneuvered through the crowd until he was standing just behind the flower and leaned over their shoulder and spoke in his usual soft and tender manner. "Hello, Georgeta..."

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Hayley looked at Terry who had spoken to her. "Be nice to Luca. Maybe he has to be nice back." She said with a playful smirk again and continued to glance at Terry.

She looked at Terry as he wisphered her a question after all of the vampires and what not. "Luckily." She said in reply to the thought about vampires. She wished for that sense her father would have been attacked by vampires for what he did to her. But if only she got more opprutnity to kill them. If she had done it sooner.

She looked at Terry thinking about the question. "I believe 2-3 weeks. I am not an astronomist unfortunately." She said looking at him with a laugh wondering what he always thought of her. Before she was like this she always wondered what people wondered about her. What they thought. When she was allowed to be with people which now was a gift that she was free and allowed out of her own little personal hell she was in.

She could sometimes being in there remember or think of what her mother had to suffer or endure when she was locked in there. True only 9 months but she was locked in there years things that she wished she could forget so badly.

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It didn't take Georgy and her brother long to reach the epicenter of supernatural leader activity in the Underworld. The place may have been big but there were definitely areas that some Darks shouldn't go to and what not. But they were in the most neutral zone. As they stood there it didn't take long for others to begin to show up. This part is what made Georgy feel so uneasy. She didn't particularly know many of these species, and the ones she did know were either by chance or because Werewolves and Shifters are close. Speaking of Werewolves her thoughts were interrupted when the brunette female vampire walked past her brother saying, "Well hello Luca?" Luca just nodded his head and replied coldly, "Hayley." She raised a brow slightly, thinking Do I not exist? Of course not. Every woman with half a brain thought Luca was hot, and she supposed his sunny disposition gave off that bad boy vibe that soooo many girls loved. She rolled her eyes while sighing softly.

It wasn't until this Hayley went and sat down that she noticed Terry was there. How could she miss him? So being awesomely weird friend she was, she waited until he looked her way then made a slightly creepy smile while waving at him. She had noticed Hayley was looking at her, it made Georgy tilt her head like a curious puppy, before using an index finger to circle her own face in the air, "Take a picture... it lasts longer." Before she got a chance to hear the girl's reaction she heard another familiar voice join the group, "Fancy seeing the pair of you here" Georgy knew the voice before even looking over, but to humor herself she did and there was Luna. It took everything in her not to make a vomit noise, but she knew she pissed of Luca who looked like he almost had the potential to smile when the blonde approached. He looked like he was about to say something to her but then turned to Terry. Georgy thought she heard him say something with "pops" in there. And all she could do was face palm and hope a fight doesn't start. "That's not what your mom called me last night." Luca said towards Terry.

Georgy bit her lip trying to fight the laughter and decided that this would be the best of time as ever to slip over towards Terry because she had no desire to talk to Luna. Once she was in front of Terry she took a seat right there on the floor, sitting Indian style, "You have to admit... that was a good one." She smiled playfully towards her friend. Georgy didn't happen to hear the part about the full moon, only thing she heard was his first statement saying, "Good news is though we haven't ran into any vampires down here yet." She twiddled her thumbs adding, "Yeah... yet. But you know those blood suckers... They'll be here." She said that as she glanced around.

Georgy wasn't paying too much attention to her surroundings apparently because she didn't even hear or see Declan join the group. So when he made his way behind her and leaned over her shoulder to speak softly in her ear, "Hello, Georgeta..." She nearly jumped out of her skin. But looking over her shoulder to see him, her face lit up and she quickly moved back to her feet, dusting her jeans off. "Dec!... I didn't know you were coming." She then sighed when she realized what he called her, putting her hands on her hips, "And how many times have I told you to call me Georgy."





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Luca was happy that Luna had came. Of course his faced said something completely different but all the same he was. Once he got his little jab in towards Terry, he turned his attention back towards the little blonde he practically towered over. "So the Necromancer came out of the shadows to join us monsters?" He smirked in a teasing manner before adding, "Good to see you Luna." He was prepared to give Luna his full attention until he saw him join the group and of course, make his way over towards Georgy. He hated how Declan looked at his sister. Luca's a man, obviously he knew the intentions behind those stares and it made his blood boil. He wanted to go over there, grab Georgy and just take her somewhere... else, didn't matter where. But he knew that he'd get the eternal wrath of his sister if he embarrassed her like that.

So being quick on his feet Luca piped up, "I don't know why in the hell we're all just standing around. But I'm going inside." With that he glanced down towards Luna, nodding his head in the direction of everyone's destination. A small pub that had looked like it had seen better days was only a few feet away from the group. The wooden sign above it was so weathered that the title, "Medusa's" was almost illegible. He made his way up the few steps to the door, pulling it open and made his way inside. He weaved his way through tables and chairs until he reached a doorway with a black felt curtain that opened up into a large conference style room. Without hesitation or waiting for the others, Luca took the closest chair, sitting down before propping his feet up on the table. At least here he'd get momentary relief from watching a Reaper flirt with his sister.

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Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Declan Cane

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Declan managed to form a smile across his face when Georgy turned around to greet him. "Dec!... I didn't know you were coming." Declan often enjoyed his visits. He didn't get many because of his job but he still cherished each visit equally. "Well it seems only fitting that an old man like myself would come to represent the Reapers. Why are you here? Hoping to get lucky at the casinos?". He did his best to joke around with her in a convincing manner. It was rather hard faking emotions like that sometimes. Especially when someone so enticing stirred something very ancient in you.

He watched has her hands went to her hips and her facial expression changed. Declan quickly worried he said something wrong. "And how many times have I told you to call me Georgy." Declan felt relieved. He actually thought he did something much worse than call her by her full first name. Declan made a small bow towards her truly showing how out of the times he was. "My apologies, Georgy."

Declan could feel someone staring at him and looked over Georgy's shoulder to lock eyes with her older brother, Luca. He could feel his hatred towards him through his eyes but Declan showed no emotional reaction to this. He watched Luca get the group to follow him inside a pub and Declan decided to make an attempt at cracking a joke. "You're brother isn't too found of me. Do you think it's the suit?" He grinned and adjusted his jacket. "I could've found something more appropriate and pleasing but I did just come from work."

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Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Declan Cane

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Upon approaching the group, Luna could immediately tell that Georgy was not to fond of her being there. She was fully aware that the little shifter wasn't overly fond of her, which made it more fun to be in this meeting.
"So the Necromancer came out of the shadows to join us monsters?" Luca spoke to her in a teasing manner.
Moving her hand through her hair as she would proceed to move it from her face, she would look up towards him. A smirk evident upon her face.
" Bitch please, we both know the shadows can't hide this" Her voice full of amusement as she would gesture her hands down towards her body, giving him a small turn.
"Good to see you too, giant.." Poking her tongue out at him in turn.

Luna's eyes began to scan around her surroundings as she took in the appearance of everyone that had arrived so far. Some she knew whilst others she wasn't acquainted with. She wasn't entirely sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing, not that she particularity cared. She was here for one thing, and that thing may or may save help save the rest of their species.

The sound of Luca declaring that he was making his way inside the pub bought her out of her thoughts, when he glanced down towards her and nodded his head in the direction of the pub, she followed silently behind him whilst drinking her hot chocolate.

She didn't know how but she somehow walked into multiple chairs on the way to the designated meeting room. "Stupid chairs.." She'd mumble with annoyance. Soon arriving in the room she sat herself in the chair that was directly opposite Luca, once she sat down she looked directly across to him. Upon meeting his gaze she began to look at him with disgust, although it didn't last long as she began to laugh to herself for no apparent reason.

"So.. how's the weather up there?"

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Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Declan Cane

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Georgy was surprised that Dec actually was smiling when she stood to face him, it was a rare sight. Nearly as rare as Luca smiling. "Well it seems only fitting that an old man like myself would come to represent the Reapers. Why are you here? Hoping to get lucky at the casinos?" She laughed so hard she snorted at the thought of her in a casino. "Yeah go convince Luca to let me go to the Casinos." She brought her hand up to scratch her head through her beanie, "We brought the whole pack... Not there are many of us anymore. But we figured if this is where all the Dark Species are gathering to try and make a stand, then we should be here... Ok, well I thought we should be here. I just made Lurch over there come," She motioned in the direction her brother disappeared, "He would have been content living out the rest of our existence in Romania, even if that meant we'd die." She shrugged her shoulders, "I'm sure my brother isn't the only stubborn one out there. I just hope they don't get themselves killed."

Georgy had to fight the urge to laugh when she saw Declan nearly freak out when she put her hands on her hips, she assumed he thought he actually did something wrong which she found funny. But in the same breath it made her wonder if he did do something and was just waiting on her to find out about it. Either way it wasn't like he was going to tell her or anything. "My apologies, Georgy." She knew he was old fashioned, she just liked teasing him about it. "You're brother isn't too found of me. Do you think it's the suit? I could've found something more appropriate and pleasing but I did just come from work." She rested her elbow on his shoulder, "I mean... Luca is pretty business casual."Dec's grin is what sealed the deal and made her double over in laughter. She didn't realize until he had said something about his suit that her and Dec looked so different. This just raised the curiosity as to why he enjoyed being around her when they looked like they came from different worlds... Wait, they did. They probably never would have even met if it wasn't for Anton.

Georgy did however love how he liked pissing her brother off as much as she did. Although it could be trouble. Luca wouldn't do anything to her but others... She wasn't sure. But he wouldn't do anything to hurt her and he knew if he did anything to Dec, that'd definitely piss her off. For some unknown reason, maybe it was the city, uprooting her life to move here or just the fact that Declan was here; but Georgy was just in the mood to torment her brother. She raised a curious brow towards Declan, "Let's go pissed him off!" She grinned evilly while rubbing her hands together in a mad scientist sort of way. Before she could even get an answer, Georgy grabbed Dec's hand and headed into the pub. She swerved her way through the tables, tugging him along behind her as they pushed through the curtain doorway into the meeting room.





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Luna obviously followed his lead because he heard her running into every damn chair as she followed him into the conference room, taking the seat directly across from him. "So.. how's the weather up there?" It wasn't surprising to Luca that she made a joke about his height, that's what she did. But she shouldn't be shocked either when he always retaliates, "You tell me Wreck-it-Ralph. I am on your level currently." He said it in such a stoic, unemotional way which probably just made his humor that much more effective because he could keep such a straight face. All he did was raise an inquisitive brow towards her, almost asking her to fire another tall insult at him.The room began to fill up, sure enough. Some people appearing or walking in, he honestly didn't care enough to pay attention or even look to see who was in the room and who wasn't. All he did know was that Georgy wasn't.

Luca didn't have to look towards the doorway to know that his sister was coming. He knew her laughter anywhere. So once he heard the footsteps enter the room, he raised his left hand snapping and pointing to the chair beside him. The entire time he motioned for his sister to come sit beside him, his gaze was locked on Luna's. Georgy knew her brother was summoning her to come sit beside him, but what she had in store was so much better. She glanced back toward Dec with her devilish grin as she tugged him with her towards the chair. But instead of herself taking the seat, she pushed him into the chair beside her brother. She then placed her hands on the surface of the table, hoisting herself up to sit on the table indian style in front of Declan with Luca to the left of him.

Luca just merely glanced sideways at the guy that sat beside him. Of course Georgy would do this to him. And just as he was about to stand up and move to the other side of the table, Georgy made a hissing noise before pointing at him. He grunted leaning back in his chair, he knew that was her telling him to stay put. So with a sigh he obeyed. His sister then pointed at her eyes, then back at him as a I am watching you warning. Luca just merely rolled his eyes, before looking in the opposite direction of his sister's suitor.

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Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Maya Corbett

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Maya hoped that she wasn't late. She strutted towards the underground with a smirk on her face. She loved these type of events, because it tested everyone's urges to not attack or kill each other. They needed to focus on the bigger threat though, which was not only Humans, but the Dark Hunters who were now smarter.

She would of contacted Terry sooner, but she got caught up in traffic on her way to Glorious Las Vegas for the meeting. Once inside, her eyes flashed golden as she looked around at many Supernatural faces who she had seen many of times before. There was one vampire there that she could see, so Maya glared at her as she passed, but carried on to search for both of her leaders Terry, and Hayley. As if a vampire was here alone without the others, well.. that's what Maya assumed anyway. Maybe the others were here.. somewhere.

She danced her way through the crowd, moving her body to the beat with a grin on her face. She owned the streets in her own little bubble, enjoying herself already. She didn't care if eyes were on her, she just wanted to let her hair down a little. It had been some time since she last got to travel outside of home.

Finally, she could see Terry and Hayley, so she pushed her way past a couple of people before calling out to the both of them. "I'm sorry I'm late, I got caught up in damn traffic. I would of come sooner, but.. I didn't wake up in time." she confessed, then looked towards Luca, and Georgy. She was waiting for them to notice her first as she didn't want to bother the both of them as they were being bombarded with others who knew them. They were practically like the underground Celebrities. That's how it looked. She leaned back against a metal piped fence with her right elbow, using her left hand to hold her right wrist as she stuck out her left hip slightly, and remained with Terry and Hayley for now. Everywhere she looked, it was busy with others going about their own business, until she saw Luca head towards another room, then took a seat. Guess that's where the meeting is. She looked to Terry, waiting to follow him as she didn't trust anyone here apart from her pack, and the two shape-shifters.

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Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Delia Stanis Character Portrait: Eamon Duke Character Portrait: Dezember Ortega Character Portrait: Declan Cane Character Portrait: Lydia Pearce Character Portrait: Ronan Grendel Character Portrait: Augustus Frey Character Portrait: Maya Corbett

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The flight to Vegas had been rather nice, since Augustus got there before dawn. Then his limbo drove him to an abandoned mine, one of the many entrances to Underworld. The vampire generally avoided Underworld, he usually avoided any place with a dense population of supernaturals. They only attracted hunters. No, he thought it would be better if the others spread out more. Being worried about the security, he had brought a few of his own guards just in case.

When they finally got down to the lower levels, Augustus wrinkled his nose. The stench was nearly unbearable. It reeked of sewage and wet dog. As he walked further into the the sanctuary, he noticed that it was there were more residents then his last visit. There used to be only a few dozen, now there were hundreds. After about five minutes of walking they reached the Medusa. "Two of you stay at the Medusa and the rest guard the exits." He told his guards, taking an Uzi and stuffing it into his inner jacket pocket. best safe then sorry. He would continue to the meeting alone.

Upon entering he saw the leaders. Shapeshifters and werewolves, always buddy buddy. Didn't quite care for Price, even if they had only met a handful of times. He knew a few of the others too. Then he saw the only other of his kind there, Nadia. "Nadia, I'm glad that you could make it." Augustus said cheerfully. He looked at the others. "Price, it's good to see you again." Augustus smiled, it would impolite not to greet the rivals, even if they did hate each other. "How have you been been keeping?"

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"Follow Me, My Queen"
Lydia was a nervous wreck but taking Ronan's hand, made her feel better, or at least a little more stable and with not a single mortal around, she didn't have to worry about wailing. With that thought in mind, She straightened her back and took her place beside him at the end of the table.
That was when she noticed him. That Demon, she met him once before he was a demon, but every since then, she would try to warn the mortals that he killed but by then it was too late. Once, he found her wailing, clutching her chest, leaning against a brick wall, , their eyes met, only once, and he just turned away, her wailing stopped. Almost as if he decided he wasn't going to kill anyone because she was there.

"Ronan..."She whispered, leaning into his shoulder. "That's the one....the demon, the one I told you about." She said softly before she looked at him, unabashed, not bothering to hid her gaze. If anyone here was going to die, she couldn't feel it yet.

Her lips tugged at the corners, but vanished just as quickly.

It was then that Augustus Frey walked into the room. She knew his family, she'd warn him of his wife's coming demise... this was centuries ago and it never ended well. She gave him a small nod and an awkward smile.

Some Queen she was and by the Goddess was she overdressed.

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A dark limo pulled up next to the sidewalk, slowly drifting to a stop. Two doors clicked open, revealing a driver, and his passenger. The driver seemed rather irritated.

"Any reason I had to drive you all the way here from Maine?"

"Yes, of course there was a reason."

"Care to share it?"

The passenger, a woman in a plum-colored Victorian-esque outfit, reached over and patted her driver on his head.

"You look much better in the hat."

Erik ripped the hat from his head, throwing it to the ground. His freshly uncovered hair was dark for now, but was due to change almost any moment. He was dark of the face, giving him an oddly official yet carefree look about him, that just didn't quite match his style. Leaving the limo alone, he stepped over to stand beside Elise, surveying the surrounding city. Whistling, he asked his protege, "Is there a reason we're in this hell-hole of a city?"

"We're here precisely because this city is a hell-hole. There is a collection of dark creatures amassing below the streets.", she paused, pursing her lips while scanning the city, "And, right about now,"She found a clock above a small reflective pool, "every leader of anything creepy or crawly is meeting up right here. Beneath our feet." She tapped a shoe on the pavement.

"Alrighty then, lead the way, Mistress." Erik spoke the last word, dripping with poison.

Elise took it nonetheless, rocketing off in the direction of an 'adult party store' with almost reckless abandon. She reached a back door, producing a small, black key and unlocking the door, almost as if she was revealing a grand prize. Elise grew giddy, stepping into the dimly lit passage she revealed. Following close behind, Erik's appearance shifted, switching to a slightly taller, more manicured man. Still dressed in a button-up shirt, covered by a sleek black vest. His face was thin and narrow, and his stubble he had grown during the long drive all but disappeared, replaced by a thin, sinister smile. By the time either of their eyes had adjusted to the light, his transformation was done. Cast in shadow, both of them took the change in stride, used to Erik's fluid appearance. His 'new' look, would certainly disturb someone at the meeting.

They continued down the passage, reaching a staircase, leading downwards further into the darkness. As the depth increased, so did the pitch, until they finally reached a point where they could hardly see their own feet, much less the stairs. This hardly slowed Elise, who continued down into the depths, humming a tune. Finally reaching a door, Elise thew it open, revealing a large dark city. The city was left in perpetual darkness, much to the relief of most of the nocturnal inhabitants.

They located the bar immediately, a dingy old place set in a horrible state of disrepair, with an ancient title that neither of them bothered to read. They saw a few patrons loitering outside, before heading inside with happy looks plastered on their faces."It seems we're late." Erik said, pulling out a pair of glasses from a vest pocket.

"And who's fault would that be?" Elise responded, dropping into a sour mood, and giving Erik a poor-spirited look.

Erik fell silent, and followed her inside, through the bar, and into the private back room. Erik exchanged a few pleasantries, while Elise went about securing a nice pot of tea. Once they had both had a moment to sit however, they focused on the other guests around them. Elise, saw their faces, and knew them all immediately, where as Erik hardly knew any of them. They both took a seat near the back of the room, away from the small central light in the ceiling. Erik pulled himself further towards the center of the table, while Elise slunk backwards, recoiling into the shadows, content on just listening in for the time being.

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Jason's hands griped around the steering wheel of the truck, his knuckles beginning to whiten. The memories of yesterday still replaying through his mind. He was in the middle of a hunt when the bloody banshee practically tackled him to the ground, warning him of his younger sisters death. He didn't know what to believe, he knew he should of killed the girl. But he felt like the girl was telling him the truth and he couldn't risk the life of his younger sister. So against his better judgement he let the girl go. And right now he was regretting it, though his sister did live. He felt like he completely failed in his job as a hunter. But he also questioned if all the supernatural were bad.

Sighing to himself as he followed behind the two girls, making sure to run his hand through his dirty blonde hair before entering the building. Upon entering the building he let Alex and Blake do what they wanted to the Vampire, torturing wasn't his fortay. His was beating the soulless bastards to near death and then begging for mercy. Not that he would ever show any mercy, not unless something was in it for him.

As Alex placed a hand upon his chest, he looked towards he with a knowing smirk placed upon his face. Turning back to the other two he nodded to the pair. Not before going to his pocket to retrieve a certain item.
"Here. We can use this to track his movement" He spoke barely audible to Jezebel and Blake whilst throwing the small tracking device to Blake. "Just put it somewhere well hidden and make sure you search him as well." And with that Jason left the pair to deal with the leech.

Following after Alex, he sighed as the cold hair hit against him. Looking over towards the girl he couldn't help but smile at her.
"So what can I do for you boss?"He asked jokingly making sure to salute her.






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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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Character Portrait: Roslyn Todd Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Delia Stanis Character Portrait: Jordan Jessup Character Portrait: Eamon Duke Character Portrait: Zachary Black Character Portrait: Dezember Ortega Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Declan Cane Character Portrait: Lydia Pearce Character Portrait: Elise Sividibus Character Portrait: Ronan Grendel Character Portrait: Maya Corbett Character Portrait: Erik Tantibus

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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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Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Jordan Jessup Character Portrait: Dezember Ortega Character Portrait: Declan Cane

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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.

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Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Jordan Jessup Character Portrait: Dezember Ortega Character Portrait: Declan Cane

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"Dezember, come sit with us," she heard the voice of her fellow reaper. She glanced over towards where the voice was being heard and spotted Georgy sitting beside him. She gave the two of them a soft smile. Deep down she always wanted the two of them to get over themselves and finally admit their interest in each other but she also didn't want to feel like a third wheel while spending time with the two of them. This situation just made Dezember argue with herself all the time within her own head.

The brunette pushed herself off the wall and maneuvered through the crowd towards the small group. As she got closer she spotted Luca, Georgy's brother. The two of them didn't really know each other very well, they were on more of a neutral ground with each other. There were two others there as well, people she had never met before. "Hey Declan, Georgy, Luca," she greeted the three she had known then glanced over at the other two with a friendly smile then sat down beside Declan.

With all of the souls she had to crossover to Heaven and Hell, she had a rough day. The majority of them fought with her about it. She literally had to drag a couple of them to where they belonged. Thankfully she hadn't been injured by the few humans who spotted her doing her job. A couple times she came close to death, but managed to get away from the weapons just seconds before they were able to pierce her skin.

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Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Augustus Frey Character Portrait: Maya Corbett

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Spotting Gerogy's creepy wave and smile made Terry's brows pull together. She was an odd one, no denying that. But he liked her company as something new and less serious. Luca had come back with his own remark "That's not what your mom called me last night." causing Terry to shake his head before they re-attended to companies they had. Anything mom related normally would have set him off but Terry had control and realized he didn't even know what he was missing there a long time ago, so it made no difference.

Georgy took a seat to chime in her say, here and there, which didn't last long as a...something crept up behind her to announce his presence. He knew so little faces as one after the other, dark creatures crossed his path and into the pub type of set-up. He couldn't help but eye each curiously and wonder who had the highest body count. Terry wasn't a contestant there seeing as he didn't kill for sport like so many others would. They were the kind that begged for a dark metal bullet which is why he wouldn't complain when some fellow werewolves with excessive kills were hunted. Loyal and proud of his species as he was, some individuals...just asked for elimination.

The Dark Creatures started to blur into faces he couldn't make sense of except Maya. His face lit with the recognition but then he also gave Hayley a pointed glance. Terry was unsure if she should be present. Personally, among his smaller pack, he already had to fight who was worthy of attending the gathering. That in itself was a prideful matter.

"Price, it's good to see you again" His head shifted towards the vampires and he couldn't help but smile waiting for the punch-line. Then again a man of Augustus' age tended to be casually civil. But there weren't any human eyes on them, so Terry didn't see the need to directly lie. Both species would probably do better without the other present. "How have you been been keeping?" Terry considered it and shrugged, if the vampire was indeed still addressing him. "I've seen better days. You?" Terry placed a hand in the mid of the wolves backs and directed them slowly to where the others were heading. He, however, stood back slightly making sure the vampires were in the middle of the pack or at least in front of him. Terry eyed the female vampire in mild interest, anticipating if she'd say anything or move with the crowd to where the meeting was taking place.

He was glad though because his response asking on Augustus' own well-being made it look as though he was just hanging back for an answer in his own courteous manner. And if the girls didn't double back on him with all their hormones they'd be able to save him a seat or something.

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Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Maya Corbett

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She couldn't believe all the people that were here. She was one to get annoyed even quicker then usual. Normally she just tried to shrug things off but she was not in the best of moods today. She tried to smirk even smile but it was impossible and she seemed to look her mood and attitude.

She noticed the scent that was in the room and a growl escaped her lips and looked at Nadia who had came in. "Well look what the dead corpse dragged in?" She sneered at Nadia and looked around her to see so many people that was all practically dead.

So many bloody nightmares and she was living one. She turned to Terry and glared for a minute before speaking. "You know how people have days that say I am living a nightmare? We are living in the real and utter hell." She spoke before seeing that Maya had come.

"Hello Maya how are you doing today?" She said while looking at the other werewolf for a minute. Of course here every practical species was coming around and now here she was one of them. She wondered what her life would have been like if she was still locked in that dungeon hell hole for more years.

She knew now that Hell came in all shapes and sizes.

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Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Dezember Ortega Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Declan Cane Character Portrait: Augustus Frey Character Portrait: Maya Corbett

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Luna definitely had Luca's attention whenever they were together. It intrigued him to find someone who actually wasn't intimidated or scared of him other than his sister. Most walked on eggshells around him to avoid making him angry. He didn't blame them, he knew he had a nasty temper. But sometimes it was honestly just a show to keep up the visage of being such an angry person all the time. He liked keeping people at an extreme distance. But none of that worked on Luna. She was drawn to him like a moth to a flame. And he'd never admit it out loud, but he kind of enjoyed it.

After his Wreck-it-Ralph comment, she began to go on some tangent about how she was more fabulous or something along those lines. Luca just shook his head while rolling his eyes at the comments. He was a guy, his knowledge or care for fashion extended as far as Old Navy and some jeans. "Hey Luca? "In your hurry to grow, did your brain develop properly?" He glanced up slightly while raised a brow, then responded, "Why should I worry about my brain when everything else is more than developed." He concluded his remark with a sly smirk. If she didn't know what he meant then she wasn't as smart as he thought. He was however thankful that Georgy hadn't been inside at the time to here his less then proper talk. After a moment of silence, he also added, "Plus... Why do I need a brain when Georgy does all my thinking for me?"




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As Georgy sat there Indian style on the table she watched as more and more people filed into the room. She didn't realize how many different species were still alive. That's a good thing. But unfortunately, they're are also a lot that have now become extinct because of the Dark Hunters. Georgy wasn't the one who really had that big of a problem with any of the species, she didn't see the point in holding a grudge against someone who can't control what they are. Unlike her brother. But she generally kept that to herself. She was surprised at how many faces she didn't know. Her and Luca had always seemed to know a good handful of Darks just because they traveled a lot. But the majority of the people in the room were new faces.

As Georgy's gaze shifted over to Declan as he began to lean in towards her, "So you want me to continue courting you in front of your brother?" Her gaze quickly widened, as it shot back and forth between Dec and her brother. She brought her hands up to cup her mouth as she spoke quietly, "Oh Declan... no." She knew he meant nothing by it. Dec was so old fashioned about a lot of things that for people like that "courting" is anything beyond a friendships. Georgy would define it as a flirt-ship or something along those lines. But either way he said it... out loud... in front of her brother.

Luca's more content facial expression shifted to anger. His brows furrowed while he clenched his jaw and began to stand up out of his chair. Georgy quickly slid off the table onto her feet, standing between Declan and her brother. Luca could more than easily over power his sister, she was a whole foot shorter than him and didn't have much to her. He would never do that, but it was probably a sight seeing such a small woman stand up to him. "Luca... Brother please." She placed her hands against his chest, while her eyes pleaded up at him. Not many people understood why Luca was so over protective of her, which probably made this whole exchange rather odd to observe. He just couldn't trust anyone after what happened to their brother and he didn't know what he'd do without his sister. Luca looked between Georgy and Declan, and with a dissatisfied grunt he walked away from them and headed through the door.

Georgy stood there for a long minute, staring down at her feet before she slowly moved over to take the seat her brother once sat in. She slunk down in the chair, bringing her feet up to rest on the edge of the seat so her knees blocked her face from a majority of the people in the room. She was embarrassed. Embarrassed by what Declan said in front of her brother but even more embarrassed about how he acted. She yanked off her beanie, tossing it onto the table, then ran a hand back through her long blonde hair. She tilted her head back to rest on the back of the chair. She must not have noticed whenever Declan invited Dezember over, it probably was while she was confronting Luca. But as she rested her head on the back of the chair, then reopened her eyes she saw Dez. Georgy tried to fake a halfway decent smile towards her friend, "Hey Dez... Sorry didn't see ya."




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Luca didn't expect Georgy to come after him as he left the conference room. She knew better. He wasn't surprised that someone had taking a liking to his sister. It's happened before. And he isn't a huge fan of her dating just because it always complicates everything. He's trying so hard just to keep her safe, he promised Anton he would. It always worried him with her ever growing pool of friends or suitors that one of them could bring more harm than good. He could understand why guys would like her. But what he didn't understand is how she could even contemplate being with someone like Declan... Someone without a soul. That's exactly the type of person he wanted Georgy to steer clear of.

Luca walked past Hayley and Maya on his way out of Medusa's. Not trying to seem like a total dick, he nodded his head in their direction which was more of a greeting than he gave most. As he came back outside he noticed Terry talking to another male. Luca, taking in the new comers scent quickly realized it was a vampire, just by the smell. He slowly stepped down the stairs that lead up to the entrance, moving to stand beside the Wolf. Terry and Luca had a sort of love hate relationship. They enjoyed pissing each other off, but also respected each other and had one another's back. And this was such an occasion. Luca placed his hand on Terry's shoulder, "Everything cool?" He asked while motioning his head towards the walking corpse.

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Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Augustus Frey

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The underworld was interesting – to put it in simplest terms. Nadia found that despite the fact that the place was a dump, and that she was right under the trashiest city in all of America and quite possibly the world, she did enjoy being out and about during the sun hours. Although being around all these supernatural was starting to make her skin crawl. Too much power in one place, Nadia thought to herself. Not to mention they were all ticking time bombs of the first person to rip off another supernatural’s head.

Gazing around the room she looked at some unfamiliar faces before her eyes landed Augustus and she kind of fell into place with him. It was a β€˜stick with your own kind’ sort of situation down here. She knew there were plenty of people down here that would prefer her dead.

Augustus spoke to her and Nadia nodded, β€œYou too,” she relied offhandedly to Augustus before turning to attention back to the other supernaturals in the room. She had heard him speak to one of the werewolves but before she could make a comment on it, Hayley walked by with a rude comment. Sneering back at the girl Nadia replied with, β€œAt least I don’t smell like wet dog.”

Turning back to Augustus and the werewolf she crinkled her nose, she wasn’t one to just start a conversation with the enemy, she valued her life too much. Although she did give Augustus her resects for being civil, and she stood politely by as they chatted but her senses were a high reaction to any sudden movements.

Her head peaked up as someone walked over to the werewolf that Augustus was talking to. Instantly she recognized him as a shapeshifter. He asked a question and Nadia rolled her eyes. β€œIt’s as if we are in a zoo with all these animals,” she said as she waved her hands to the shapeshifter and the werewolf.

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Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Delia Stanis Character Portrait: Zachary Black Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Augustus Frey

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Zachary continued down the street stuck in her own little word inside her head. Blocking out the gross and overly supernatural world around her. She was aware that the Underworld sucked and she didn't need to think about it to be sure. Though she was brought back to reality when she noticed someone in her peripheral vision. She smiled when she saw it was Delia who had fallen into step with her. Delia was the one friend Zachary could manage, because she got it. They could fight and argue and yell, and then they'd just make up like it was no big deal. Being around Delia, Zachary didn't feel like she had to constantly hold back how she feels. Plus if there was anyone in the world who understood Zachary and her life it was Delia, after all she'd been there and gone though it too. Something like that kind of bonds you for life. Even if your life is of above average length.

Taking off her headphones suddenly she could her what her friend with saying. "How have you been? I see you changed your hair, I like it." She said with a small smile, which Zachary returned.

"Huh? Oh yeah, I did it awhile ago, but I suppose it's been a while since we last met," Zachary said pointing to her hair. The snakes hated hair dye, but Zachary chose not to let them rule her life. Someone had to show them who was in charge of things. "I've been fine I suppose. Just a lot more of the same," Zachary sighed, "How about you?"

"Looking forward to the meeting?" She asked with a snort. Zachary responded with a knowing look.

She did not want to be here at all. Then she dropped the look and made a more serious face. "The idea of Dark Hunters never really bothered me Del, I mean they never came after me." Zachary said shrugging, "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," Zachary drifted off letting that statement hold for a few seconds. Then she went back to her usual mean bitterness. "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."

Delia was probably the only person in this entire world that Zachary could be real with. Some days she hated that about Delia, but today, it was kind of nice. "How are you dealing with the Melanie of it all?" Zachary asked morbidly to her friend. She knew Delia had stayed friends with Melanie, and even though it was something Zachary could have never done, she didn't begrudge Delia her friendship with the other girl.

Then the two of them arrived at Medusa's. Of course Zachary smirked at little at the choice of location, Delia and her's ancestor of sorts. After living through a very similar situation, Zachary completely understood why Medusa was considered such a cow.

Though Zachary gave a dirty look at the vampires and werewolves having a little stand-off out the front. Then she turned to Delia, "You'd think with everything going on the wolves and vampires and whatever would get over themselves," she said. Deliberately making herself loud enough to be heard by the vampires and wolves. She never much cared for getting along with the other species, and so she was not afraid to ruffle feathers.

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Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Delia Stanis Character Portrait: Jordan Jessup Character Portrait: Zachary Black Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Lydia Pearce Character Portrait: Augustus Frey

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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.