August Cade's Story

“Yeah I’m almost at the house.” Valentina spoke in her smooth British accent into the phone, glancing out the window of the sleek black car that had picked her up in the center of London earlier that day. ”Play nice, alright? Take this seriously; this isn’t just some mission you can slip away from because you don’t like it.” Spoke back the worried voice on the other end of the phone. The vice belonged to one of the shadow hunter council men, who happened to be her older brother Jason. She smirked. “Alright, I’m not going to bother anyone, I just sometime has too much Charisma for people to handle. And don’t worry about me slipping away, I know how important this mission is, and killing demons is something I was literally born to do, so it’s all good.” It was true; this was a very important mission. Recently the whole supernatural world was being threatened by some demon, who said he would reveal them to the humans and kill them all. It was something to really be worried about. So the council men who ran this hole underground world they lived in assigned the best of their species to the mission, trying to kill this demon. It took them awhile to track Valentina down, as she was traveling all around. She had a habit of avoiding missions, especially if they weren’t important enough in her mind, but thankfully this one was. She had heard of some of the others joining her in the house. Usually with stuff dealing with demons, it would just be the Shadow Hunters after them, but since the whole existence of the supernatural world was being threatened, the council men made vampires and werewolves involved as well. She had worked with both kinds before, and they often didn’t take to kindly to her harsh and violent attempts to complete missions. She preferred to get things done fast, and would do anything to do so. She was snappy.

“Alright I have to go, I’m here.” Valentina smiled into the phone, as the car pulled up to a very beautiful house, looking like it was mostly made up of wood and glass. The best part about it was that it was secluded in the middle of the woods. Hanging up the phone, she stepped out of the car, and the shadow hunter who had been driving the car stepped out as well and grabbed her bags, and went up to the door. Unlocking it with a key, he handed it to her and smiled, “Have a good time Valentina.” She smiled back and winked. “Yeah I’m sure I will.” She said half sarcastically, as she stepped into the house with her bags.

“Hello?” She called out, her British tone of voice ringing throughout the well decorated home “Guess I’m here alone.” She shrugged, dropping her bags in the foyer.

“Not exactly.” Came a voice ringing from around the corner.

Valentina’s already wide eyes opened up a bit in shock at the sudden voice, and her recognition of the voice clicked in as she saw the familiar face. “August!” She smiled brightly, skipping over to him and wrapping him up in a tight hug, him being almost a foot taller than the short girl. Letting go, she glanced up at the pale vampires face. “I haven’t seen you since I was seventeen when I almost killed yeah! How’ve you been?” She asked.

August rolled his eyes a bit, patting the black haired girl on the top of her head. “I’ve been good.” He remembered when they had first met. He had been scavenging for some new vampires when she came whipping around an alley way chasing after some shadow, before she slammed him surprisingly hard against the wall holding one of those weird glowing shadow hunter knives to his throat. She had mistaken him for the demon she was chasing, and she made him track it down for her after she accused him of making her lose the track of the demon.

“It’s only us right now.” August stating stated, glancing around the house. He felt like this was going to be a long and dragged out mission. Valentina just chuckled and patted his cheek, “Don’t look so stressed vampy baby, it’s all going to be good.” She said, using the nickname she gave him long before.

Valentina was about to make a sarcastic comment about how August had gained some tattoos since she had last met him, she found it funny as he was a vampire and she figured some of those he would regret having in the next century he was alive, but when she opened her mouth, her eyes shot over towards to door, as one of the presumed werewolves waked in, a girl. She seemed younger then herself, and Valentina didn't recognize her. Unlike most other species, Shadowhunters where generally okay and comfortable, to some extent, with other kinds. It happened sometimes they would have run ins on missions. But that didn't exactly go for everyone. But soon after the wolf girl had entered into the home, so did someone else. A wolf she believed, but there was something off about him. Yet a little familiar.

Valentina being Valentina didn't hold anything back, so she walked up to the dark haired boy and examined his features up close. "I know you from some where." She mumbled slightly, unsure of what to really think. Shrugging it off as quickly as her inquisitive nature crept in although, she back off a bit, and went to stand beside the slightly chuckling August. "It'll come to me at some point." She smiled a bit. Which is true, she would. It was either that or have in bother her for the entirety of the time she was in the house, and she wasn't exactly going to have that. She took note of the boys slightly rude and abrupt nature as well.

August just stood there, glancing at the two, bordem crossing over his finely smoothed featured face. Running his finger through his short hair a bit, he then went and crossed him arms. His light blue eyes wandered over to the door as yet another person strode in. A little to his delight, to which he would never admit to, a vampire walked in. As much as he (barely) liked Valentinas company, he was glad someone of his own species was in the house. He didn't recognize her, but he knew of her name, Genevieve.

But soon after that, the hopefully last of the people walked through the door. One Shadow Hunter, and yet another wolf. Lovely. He thought sarcastically to himself. He wasn't that much of a people person.

Valentinas heart jumped a bit in shock as she got pulled suddenly into the tight gripped hug, not knowing who it was for a split second as she never saw his face. But then it easily clicked into place. Returning the hug with a happy laugh, She smiled brightly and said as she pulled away "Well if it isn't the Badass killin' tattoo god AJ." Looking down at his luggage, her grin almost seemed to get wider. "You brought your guitar as well? Shit man, it's been too long." She smirked slightly, glancing over a bit to the social awkward August.

"Vampy Baby, do you wanna go put my bags up into a room? I mean you're strong and I'm your favorite little hunter, so." She smiled sweetly to him. He just rolled his eyes, "Valentina, I'm pretty sure you're strong enough to carry your own bags." He ended up doing at anyway, but simply because we wanted out of the crowd of it all.

Entering one of the rooms, he set her bags and leather plastered guitar case down on the bed. The rooms wall seemed to be half glass, half wood. Maybe even more glass then wood. It seemed to have a color pallet of mostly white, and black and was pretty modern and sleek looking. It should do for her, but even if he wouldn't be upset if she didn't like it. Damn, he'd be almost pleased about her freaking out about it. Making his way back down the stair case, he spoke up a bit "So, what now." He said in general to everyone, his face looking almost like stone with the little emotion that was plastered onto it.