Anthony A. Leigh's Story

Anthony A. Leigh

Anthony sat on the porch of the lodge, waiting. He was the first to arrive, along with the camera crew. The supernaturals had already been sent letters giving detailed instructions as to where they were to wait for the small aircraft that would bring them to the lodge. Anthony'd already told the camera crew to get ready while he waited for the supernaturals to arrive - he wanted to greet them firsthand.

The sun had already set, leaving a darkened field for the airplanes to land on. Anthony had made sure that the arrival time was precise - he didn't want the vampires bursting into flames before the show officially started.

Arthur S. Morgan

Arthur stepped out of the tiny aircraft and stretched. Though he loved being in planes, this one was a tad too small for comfort - he hadn't had any space to stretch. Still, a flight was a flight, and the sensation of being up in the air was amazing, as always. Lily clambered out behind him.

Arthur turned to grab their luggage, only to find that the pilot had dumped them unceremoniously on the ground. Grumbling under his breath, Arthur stooped to pick up his backpack and right his luggage while the pilot started the plane up. Without another word, the plane glided smoothly into the air and out of sight. "Geez," Lily muttered under her breath. "What's his problem?"

Arthur glared at the plane as it moved off. Turning, he started walking towards the lodge in the distance. As he drew closer, he could see a figure sitting on the porch. "Arthur!" the man called, standing up and moving towards him. Arthur could see that the man was a couple of years older than him. He sniffed. Definitely human.

The man stopped in front of them. "I'm Anthony Leigh. The producer." Anthony smiled, obviously excited. "I'm Arthur," Arthur introduced himself, then gestured to Lily, "and this is Lily. My blood source," he added at Anthony's confused expression. "Okay then," Anthony chirped. "Come sit in the living room, and we'll wait for the rest to arrive."

Aurelie Craine
Aurelie was bored out her mind and she seemed to operate primarily on auto mode as she sat through hours in a small cramped plane with very little to keep herself entertained but her companion whom although enthralled to provide her juice to keep her from going insane and attacking people was no good for keeping conversation and she felt that one could only compel a person to do so much that they loose their personality and become a boring doll that does every little thing on command without protest. Although this she needn't complain about since he pretty much tried to resist her control on more than one occasion. This she found appealing to his personality and she lavished in that little bouts of tension when she'd order him to do the most ridiculous things and he'd protest. Was it because he had vervain in his system that it allowed him to sometimes resist her enthralling. Perhaps but since she'd captured him she'd taken most of his supply away and has yet to wait for whatever is left of it in his system to be absorbed. She finds him a curiosity and funny young man. As they finally exited the damned air craft a lightness seemed to fill her feminine face, color returned to her cheeks as the excitement of finally touching ground with the certainty that they had finally arrived blossomed within her slender frame. Directing her human to gather their things she was soon walking through the very threshold of the mansion with a pleased grin on her lips and a keen eye to the man whom she'd recognized from pther programs he'd produced. Shortly she was followed after by her walking blood supply who exhaled tiredly at having to haul all of her stuff inside leaving it next to her as she eyed the others that would be joining her on the show. Smiling with an utter joy at seeing new faces she introduced herself to them all and then she introduced her awesome companion. "This is my dear friend Sam, I like to call him Sammy. But if you ever need anything from us feel free to ask him or me, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Sam Johnston
Sam frowned slightly at her juvenile nickname she'd given him without his approval. But instead of objecting to it since nothing could.change her mind after she made a decision he more or less nodded in regards to the strangers he was being introduced to - as if he couldn't manage such a simple act on his own. Whatever let the queen enjoy her moment.

Hans was uneasy on the ride to the camp. He never did like air travel no matter how convenient it was. The machine occasionally met wind and it rocked a bit, making him icredibly nervous. Eventually his craft landed near the camp. The Lycan jumped out as soon as he could to get his feet on solid ground. Breathing in the air he took in his surroundings before roaring with relief of being on Earth once again.

He looked around to see a group of people in a distance. Most were human but a few had a strange smell. He walked over to them. A moment later Hans reached the group. "So vich of you a in charge? I vould like to find my room. Es been a long night." He said aloud to any who would answer.

While Michaline had signed on to be apart of the reality show, she knew she was in for trouble the minuet she walked up to the lodge. Two Vampires, two humans, wlking blood banks, she assumed, and another Lycanthrope. She was tense, which would only grow worse, as more were sure to come. She sighed, keeping silent, her green eyes bouncing back and forth between the others. Finally her eyes narrowed, focusing on the other Lycan. A...bear? She sniffed. Yeah, he was...a bear.

Alex stepped off the plane, stretching as he did so. He took in everyone else, a little surprised. He hadn't expected so many to be at the lodge already. He loked at the man sitting ont he porch. "You're Anthony, right? The producer? I'm Alex. Who else is here?" He gazed at all the faces, intrest plain on his face. The girl with the green eyes seemed uncomfortable, the blonde was tired, the other four seemed to be paired, as if slave and master. That was amusing. Already he had all the faces memorized.

Patricia Carter
Patti picked at her chipped nail polish as the plane hopefully landed soon. That had to of been the most boring couple of hours af her life, she had read the magazine she brought with her three times and the gum she had brought had run out of flavour twenty minutes into the flight. So much for the lasting flavour it had advertised. Finally though the plane landed with a bump and Patti was able to leave. Pausing her music on her ipod and shoving it into her pocket she climbed out of the rickety plane. She wasted no time walking towards what she assumed was the lodge due to the fact it was the only kind of building she could see all around. As she went though she stretched herself out trying to get rid of any of the kinks her body may have still held from the flight. Patti took in a greedy gulp of fresh air during her stretching, intentionally causing a small momentary gust of wind.

Patti smiled lightly at the small group as she approached them. "Hey Guys, I'm Patti. Don't get on my bad side and we'll have blast," she said in a bluntly though there was an undertone of friendliness in her voice. "Now who's in charge?" She continued, wanting to find out what the place she would be staying in was like. Hopefully there wouldn't be to many rules or any of that shit or there would be serious problems. Oh, and she hoped the people were also pretty cool too.


Logan Bryce
Logan was pulled from his slumber by the small plane finally landing, Logan could only hope they were landing at their final destination. Thankfully they were at the lodge. Jumping out of the plane Logan had to physically stop himself from turning into his leopard form and sprinting off into the forest. That was the problem about being half animal, your animal side could never stand being contained for large amounts of time. Sighing though he swung his rug sack over his shoulder and walked towards the lodge.

"Hi everyone, I'm Logan I look forward to living with you guys," He said, introducing himself politely. He didn't really want to converse with this whole group of people, we was never good with groups but he at least knew when he had to man up and do it. Though immediately after her introduced himself he shuffled back to the outside area of the group. He kept quite and decided to wait until whoever was in charge spoke up and showed them to their rooms or whatever.

Anthony A. Leigh

Anthony looked around in delight at the rest who had arrived. He could name every one of them - besides Arthur, there were Aurelie and her blood source, Hans, Micheline, Alex, Patricia, and Logan. Anthony cleared his throat to get their attention. "Hey, all. I'm glad that you're here, but we have a couple more people who have yet to arrive. So why don't you sit down, make yourselves comfortable first? There's drinks in the kitchen, and we'll have an official introduction when everyone is here."

Anthony sat down on a chair and leaned back, smiling in a friendly way at the supernaturals.

Patricia Carter
Patti smiled lightly to the guy who was clearly in charge. He was the one she had talked to about this show but for the life of her she could not remember his name. Plonking herself down onto the seat next to him, she slipped off her shoes and tucked up her legs so she was sitting cross-legged. "Patti," she said bluntly towards him, holding out her hand to him.

"So when do we get to start claiming our rooms?" She continued looking across at all the supernaturals that had gathered around. There was no was she was getting stuck with the dodgey room. Pulling out a piece of gum from her pocket and placing it in her mouth she turned back to him. "Want one?" she asked simply, smiling lightly as him.

Logan Bryce
Logan nodded slightly as Anthony; he remembered his name from when they had talked earlier about this show, greeted everyone. After Anthony had finished he slowly and casually left the room they were all in and found himself in the kitchen. Remembering the Anthony had offered them drinks, he began searching for the glasses. After a few moments he found them and after looking through the fridge he decided on filling up his glass with water. He didn't really feel like much else at the moment, though he was really thirsty from the flight.

As Logan moved back into the room everyone was hanging out in, he picked himself a chair kind of far away from the pack. He was never really someone who wanted to be the center of attention of even near the spotlight. Allowing himself to relax back into the chair he watched everyone else in the room. There was the two obvious Lycans; Logan could tell from their smell. There was the pretty blonde, though she seemed really tense, a little how he felt inside with all these people around. Likewise was also the blonde dude, he was hard to read though.

Walking towards the lodge and taking small sips from a small opaque black flask she held in her hand, Tinsley smiled to herself. The flight had taken a while, and she was still considerably tired from the journey, but she was also very excited. Although, with regards to the sudden bursts of energy she was feeling...she couldn't quite tell if they were just from her mind, or caused by the red liquid that was at the very moment making it's way down her throat and into her system. In all honesty, she didn't really care.

"Hi," She said cheerfully as she stepped into the lodge and saw everyone else inside. "I'm Tinsley." She gave a bright smile, holding her bag over her shoulders, removing the large sunglasses she had been wearing over her eyes and putting them into her pocket, and giving a small wave as she took a look around.

Dean Holt

Arriving at the front door, Dean took a moment to shake off those plane jitters he usually got when landing. He still found it hard to believe that he accepted to actually be here. Taking a breath, gripping at the book bag he wore slung over a shoulder he reached for the gold plated door handle and pushed it open only to see that the house was just as huge inside than outside, it almost overwhelmed him, he wasn't used to seeing these luxuries up close and personal. Walking in, it was then that he noticed the others had already arrived. He didn't see Anthony or didn't try to look for him more like it. He more or less awkwardly stood by as he watched the others all gathered there, he didn't know why he felt a bit edgy around them but he figured it could be some effects of the flight mixing in with his nerves. And yet, his expression did very little to reveal this, he looked completely cool and indifferent. Maybe it was just seeing so many people here in once place that made him not want to approach so much.

Aurelie Craine

Aurelie was the first to notice the new comer and she wondered about him, he seemed to like to keep his distance and for some reason she found that most appealing. He was open game for him and she could care less if anyone caught her staring. She cat walked to the kitchen to fetch two tequila glasses to fill them up with whatever was set up on the counter noticing the dark bottle of Saxum James Berry Vineyard Paso Robles she quirked a brow impressed and poured herself a glass of that and for the fresh face. With that she walked right back out and approached him wearing a brilliant smile as she paused close to him and held out a glass toward him.

"Welcome, call me Aurelie, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." She purred, her smile softening her eyes as she tilted her head slightly to the side as if she could allure him with a simple gaze.

Sam Johnston

Sam watched them both, he didn't really care who Aurelie choose to flirt with, he actually anticipated her doing so, perhaps she would have eyes on anew man to suck on and maybe let him go? But that was a huge hope and he instinctively knew that it was easier wishing for that then it actually ever happening. She seemed to favor his blood, as if it were special or something, always feeding from him in pure delight whenever she felt like it and complimenting on how "good" he tastes, he really finds it disgusting but what can he do? She's gotten a firm grip on him and he can't run away. Crossing his arms he leaned against the wall wearing a slight frown at his situation, he wondered how long things would be this way.

Dean Holt

Dean tensed a little at the woman's sudden approach and at first he thought she was going for someone else but she then she stood directly in front of him with the glass of some alcoholic beverage offering it to him and introducing himself. Her smouldering look he couldn't quite hold and he ended up turning his gaze to the glass in which he took and mustered his best smile and clinked her glass before taking a sip. Might as well go along with it, "I'm Dean, thanks." He replied with a shrug, although she did look hot, something about her was different but he couldn't say what it was.

Aurelie Craine

Aurelie nodded and raised a brow as she echoed his name, "Dean, a face and name I won't forget...So what brings you here? Looking for some adventure, maybe even a little danger even hmm? Well, you've come to the right place." She sipped her glass of wine and finally looked around thinking about what they could be waiting for and of what exactly were they going to do after this little meeting was over. She then saw Tinsley introduce herself and she smiled over at her introducing herself before asking her if she'd tried the wine yet.

Michaline's yellow eyes surveyed everyone in the room as another person trickled in, people slowly mingled and began to drink wine. The smell made her upper lip curl. She never had ben a big fan of spirits of any kind. And then he entered; she knew imedeately by his scent and his demeanor that he was human, and unfamiliar with the supernatural world. So he was going to be the one they were trying to convince that they existed. Not really thinking about what she was doing, she curled her legs up underneath her, laying her head on her crossed hands, like a cat. Her yellow eyes danced as she watched the others in the room silently.

Alex smiled as he watched Michaline curl up, not unlike a cat. She was some sort of were-cat, of that much he was certain. Whatever the guy with the accent was, Hans, he thought the name was, he was something big. Logan, he guessed another cat, though he didn't seem as leery of the others as Michaline did. His grey eyes danced over her, and then at the others in the room. He stood up and went into the kitchen, coming back out with a glass of wine. Not his usual taste, but this wasn't bad, he had to admit. He smiled at Tinsley and Aurelie, but said nothing.

Anthony A. Leigh

Anthony watched the supernaturals closely. He had some experience with supernaturals, and could quite a bit from their body language. Beaming, Anthony stood up and clapped his hands.

"Hello, everyone! Thanks for coming," he greeted the supernaturals. "As all of you know, I'm Anthony Leigh. We're filming Supernatural Insider right now, and I'm sure that our viewers can learn quite a bit from you." Anthony paused and looked around the cabin. "I know all of you have had a long flight, and I'm sure you're tired. However, before I show you your room, could I just trouble everyone to introduce yourselves? Just so that we can be familiarised with each other."

Arthur S. Morgan

Arthur eyed the producer with interest. He didn't seem to be afraid of the number of supernaturals at all, which was surprising. Most people didn't take supernaturals kindly.

Just so that we can be familiarised with each other... Interesting. Arthur was sure that he should like to know the rest, though he wasn't so sure about them. Tugging gently on Lily's arm, Arthur stood up, Lily beside him.

"I'm Arthur Morgan, and this is Lily Garrett," he spoke up, the first to do so. "Pleasure to meet you." He gave one of his award-winning smiles, and sat down again.

Hans stood up to the call before any other could. "I am Sir Hans Van Klauverstein. Krusader of ze Holy Roman Empire, proud soldier of ze German Konfederacy, und S.S. officer of ze Third Reich." He pronounced proudly. He was a prideful man with an even more prideful backround and to insult his past was to insult him. He has killed for things pettier than a mere insult so he was weary on any comments.

Patricia Carter
Patti listened to Anthony introduce himself, then Arthur, then Hans. Anthony seemed like a good enough guy, definitely sociable which is somewhat of a feat seeming as nine supernaturals were all listening carefully to his words. Arthur was alright; dazzling smile, but he seemed just a little bit to charming to Patti. Hans was austere for lack of better words, and the accent and proud past wasn't helping. No that, that meant Patti wouldn't talk to him, the opposite even, he seemed like he would know some pretty cool stories.

"Hey." Patti said, loud enough to make sure everyone in the room would hear her without her having to yell or sound out of control. She chose not to stand; deciding she had already gotten comfortable in the armchair she was sitting in. Though she did give a small wave to signal herself out to the group. "I'm Patti Carter, and I'm a Vortex Breather," She continued casually but confidently; finishing off her introduction with a small puff of air. Not enough to cause any damage or ruined hair but enough to blow lose strands of hair and ruffle baggy clothing. Just in case any one was wondering what exactly she meant by 'Vortex Breather.' Giving a tight smile and wave she relaxed back into her chair and waited for the others to introduce themselves.

Logan Bryce
Logan listened silently to everyone's introductions. Anthony gave the best impression in Logan's opinion, he definitely came across as friendly and someone Logan could see himself being friends with. Patti was next best, though not really close behind. She seemed confident and self-assured, and almost opposite to Logan though she seemed cool enough. Hans was, to be honest, a little off putting and strange, though hopefully Logan would have a chance to get to know him better as it wasn't everyday Logan met another Were-animal. Though he was pinning his hopes on the other girl being more, well, normal. Arthur's introduction made Logan's temper flare. While Logan is a nice guy, and he has no problem with vampire's, he has a serious problem with their 'walking blood banks.' It was already obvious to Logan that Arthur was someone he would not get along with. Humans, were not just around as blood sources, they had their own thoughts and feelings.

When Patti had finished introducing herself, Logan was already standing but he moved forward awkwardly and made a small coughing sound to get everyone's attention. No matter how how he tried, he was never the confident type that was able to grab people's attention with just their presence. "Hey guys, I'm Logan Bryce. I'm a Were-Leopard." He said simply before moving back to the fringe of the group. He was not someone who thrived on being in the limelight, he was and was happy being the background guy.

Michaline sighed. However, she didn't stand, she simply stayed put. "Name's Michaline Walker. I'm a were-panther, born over in England over two-hundred years ago." She had an almost bored tone to her voice, and she kept her eyes down while she spoke. The German was...annoying. He was so prideful about a title that meant nothing in this day and age. She had a feeling that she and him would butt heads quite a bit in the days to come. She really didn't have much opinion on the others yet. The producer seemed alright...for a human. He definitely had some nerve, being able to talk to them all like he was, knowing what they all were. Her yellow eyes finally rested on Alex, who seemed amused. That too was annoying, and despite herself, Michaline actually snarled at him, and snapped her teeth once. A warning. She started slight, realizing where she was.

Alex laughed softly when Michaline snarled at him. He then stood up. "How do you all do? My name is Alex Christopher Rawth. And, if you had to call me anything, I suppose you could call me an Absorber. My IQ is one-hundred and ninety-eight." He paused, unsure whether to tell them about his other gift. But, he figured there would be time for that later, if he told any of them at all. He gave a slight nod, and then sat back down.

Anthony A. Leigh

Anthony stood up. "Okay, looks like everyone knows everyone, I'll be showing you to your rooms now. I'm sure all of you are tired, I do apologise for keeping you up like this." He pointed towards a door on the left that led to the passage connecting the vampires' lodge to the main lodge. "Each of you get a room in each of the three lodges based on your species. Vampires, you'll find three rooms through that door, sort yourselves out, allocate your own rooms. The rest of you, come with me."

After watching the vampires go through the passage, Anthony led the remaining supernaturals into the passage on the other side of the door, leading to the humans' lodge. He indicated the stairs. "Four rooms up there this time, Dean, you'll be joining the other three human supernaturals." He further explained, "Each room has a number and a letter on the door, H1 for Human Room 1, H2 for Human Room 2 and so on. Lycans, through that other door. I won't hold you any longer, hope you sleep well!"

With that, he turned and left for his own room.

Arthur S. Morgan

Arthur followed the passage that Anthony had indicated, Lily right behind him, and entered a lodge similar to the main one. After having a quick look around, Arthur went up the stairs and examined each of the rooms. "Oh, I like this one," he heard Lily call. Wandering over, he stuck his head into the room with the words V2 on the door. Without waiting for him, Lily bounded inside and flung herself on the bed closer to the window. "Fine," Arthur muttered a little irritably under his breath. He closed the door behind him and turned to Lily, who had already bared her wrist for him. "Get it over and done with."