Redwood, Maine.

Danji smiled and nodded smiling,"Well lets go.." He grabbed on to her hand still smiling,"I still haven't found my brother yet.. I know he's still alive out there looking for me.." He kept on looking up at the school. "Here I got this for you.." He took a red rose out of his jacket pocket. Handing it to Cassie, he always gives roses to her. It was like a schedule every time he sees Cassie, he has to give her a rose. He smiled then looked back to where he was looking at.

Lance watched Abigoth waltz around the room, and talk about the numerous Torture Devices that lined that Walls. He didn't stop to keep hiis gaze on Abigoth when he stopped, but Lance kept moving his head around, taking in all of the gruesome sights that stood before him. Lance knew that Abigoth was telling him about the Spike for a reason, due to the fact that he seemed to like it. That was easily noticable due to the fact that he stated that it was his favourite two times. Lance kept his disposition as one of boredom. It would most likeyly seem that he was carefree aout the devillish devices in front of him, along with this dark person, who seemed to be a bit.... well, Lance didn't know how to describe it.

Lance turned, observing the Map once again, he knew that Abigoth demanded an answer, and, as much as he hated to admit it, he had heard of Vlad, the one whom the Book by Bram Stoker was based off, the 'Prince of Darkness'. A Vampire.

"You speak of Vladislaus Draculea, or Vlad the Third. His nickname was the Impaler, but I'm sure you knew that already. He was a Prince of Wallachia, and a Three time ruler. He is known for his resistance of the Ottoman Empire and, as you said, his way of Torturing his Victims, or Captured Enemies. He is the main Inspiration for Count Dracula, a fictional Character in a book by Bram Stoker. His Father, Vlad Dracul, Dracul meaning Dragon, was a Member of the Order of The Dragon. Vlad III was given the nickname Impaler Prince. He is also said to have been a real Vampire."

Lance turned, wondering how Abigoth would react to Lance's knowledge. Lance eyed the man, then promplty turn back too the Map. "I asked you before, and I shall ask you again. Why was it that I had to come here? And please explain in detail. Why are we at War, and... what did you say about Demon's having relationships with Humans?"

Abigoth turned toward Lance. His shrouded eyes drilled through him as he spoke. Beneath the dark hood the demon’s eyebrow rose in intriguement. He paced back towards the prince.

“Very good, Prince.” He said. “I am impressed by your historical knowledge of Romania… Did you know,” he continued, “that he executed over a hundred thousand people with this method… There was an entire forest filled with these spikes, and Vlad would feast in the midst of him… An amateur… A common playground bully.” Abigoth burst into a dark, maniacal laughter.

“Anyway… Why you are here. It seems that the other factions in the Underworld have gotten the idea that it belongs to them! They have all become more aggressive. The Vampires, the Lycan, and the magik users have all turned against each other, and our own people have been found mutilated within our borders! If we do not retaliate, we will appear as fools and they will overrun us. We must strike back hard and quickly. The demons are at war, Prince Quinnzeill… The Master has ordered that we crush our enemies while they are equally weak, and crush them we shall!” Abigoth thundered the last word while violently slamming his fist onto the table, sending a large crack through the wood.

“Pardon my enthusiasm, Prince,” he sighed, “Now for your part in this… You are to command Legion 2-7 under Lieutenant Asag. He is leading ten legions into Lycan territory alongside Lieutenant Kob’ael with another ten legions. You have the remainder of the three days specified in your draft letter to prepare since you were so… eager to join the conflict.”

“And your latter question…” he continued. “Thousands of years ago there was a sub-race of humans called the Rephaim. They were mighty warriors, giants of men, and powerful rulers of nations. Legend says that these mighty beings were the offspring of fallen angels, the damned sons of God, us… and the daughters of men. I’m sure you’ve heard the stories of Goliath of the Philistines and Og, the Amorite King. They were supposedly members of this sub-race… and they were hunted and killed for it. I have heard rumors that some of the demons stationed in the mortal realm have been consorting with humans... What is your position on this rumor, Prince?"

OOC: Wikipedia FTW!

Evie blushed as Derek complimented her. "Thank you". As to his question, she thought for a moment, noticing the sun starting to rise. "I didn't sleep very well last night, I had nightmares." Giving him a long, meaningful look of not wanting to talk about it, she moved on to the next dilemma. Glancing over at his bike, Evie pondered for a little while. "Let's take your bike," she said, perfect excuse to not talk. As she let go of Derek's hand, she put one gentle hand behind his neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss. "I love you." In a way, trying to convince herself that that would protect him from her.

Pulling away she went to the side of her garage and grabbed the spare helmet she kept for when she rode with Derek. For any other person, her parents would never let her ride, but they liked and trusted Derek. So it all worked out.

Putting the helmet on, she gracefully slid herself onto the bike and waited for Derek to join her. As he got on, she slid her strong arms around his waist, and interlocked her slender fingers. Resting her head on his back, she sighed in a sign of serenity. She didn't know there could be such happiness, she just hoped her uncommon body head didn't make him too hot. The random thought made her giggle.

He held her for a moment before she pulled away from him, his forehead pressed gently against hers. She would never really know just how genuinely in love with her he was, and she probably would never feel the same either, but for some reason this fact never stopped him. It was maybe the fact that it would stop anyone else from loving Evie like she deserved, or perhaps that he was so fascinated by her secret form that he couldn't help but feel love for her anyway. His eyes were closed for a moment, and he breathed a heavy waft of her perfume and shampoo that the autumn wind carried.

"I love you too, Eve," responded Derek. Then he let her pull away like she always did.

He straddled his motorcycle, waited for Evie to do the same, then they roared off toward their high school. They passed Ali and Amelia, lonely Rikki, and Cassie and Danji on their way. He had to admit that one of his favorite feelings in the world was Evie's arms around his torso and her head against his back. Feeling this, a handsome smile crept over his Adonis like features.

As they went down the road, Evie’s sense of humor was lost, and her eyebrows burrowed in concern. Derek seemed deep in thought back at her house and it had her concerned. She worried about him all of the time, her protective nature kicking in, sometimes she was too protective. Her grip tightened around him in a loving embrace. Thoughts of what she would do if something happened to him, or if someone did anything to him crossed her mind. None of them were very nice. Once they were at school she would have to ask him about it. Also, she would have to ask him as to why he had such little rest the night before.

As they passed the people they both knew, she smiled, even though they couldn’t see it, it was more a habit then it was a genuine salutation. When they pulled into their school and parked, Evie eagerly jumped off of the bike before Derek had hardly turned it off, he hadn’t even put down the kick stand. Bouncing from her toes to her heels she waited, somewhat, patiently for him to get off as well and get his things. Once he was done, she pounced on him with questions, “Derek…what was wrong back there? Please tell me, I only care.” She was saddened a little by the fact that she asked him, yet she herself was hiding something from him…Maybe she’d tell him later, at lunch, or whenever they could get a moment alone. He deserved to know. It wasn’t like it was a big deal, it had only been happening as of recently. She realized there was a change around her but she couldn’t figure out what.

Before he could answer any of her questions, Evie noticed Rikki alone near the school, she looked sad. At once Evie’s attention was turned solely to the girl and nothing else, her mind had been bouncing around all day, it wasn’t like her at all. Maybe it was the nightmare, or not being able to go for a run, but whatever it was, it was uncommon. Her legs itched to go to Rikki, but her heart held her there with Derek. As soon as she figured out what had been going through his mind, she would ask him to go to see Rikki with her.

"Wrong? Nothing, my love," said Derek, grabbing his satchel and fixing it over his shoulder.

He took notice of her unusually short attention span, a grin spreading over his cream colored complexion. He couldn't help but chuckle; in many ways, she resembled a puppy, and it was quite adorable. Anyone else would have probably found it a little strange, bothersome even, but not Derek. He nudged her when he saw that she was gazing almost longingly at Rikki, encouraging her to find out what was wrong. Though it wasn't uncommon to see Lance and Rikki apart, Derek himself knew something was wrong between them.

"Go," Derek stated softly. "She looks like she needs a friend. I'll see you at lunch."

Then he pressed his lips to her cheek, embracing her one last time before he departed quickly toward the music hall. His favorite teacher's company would have to suffice; Derek had no business comforting a female unless it was Evie anyway.

Ali smiled at Amelia as they got their drinks and said, "Yeah, but you know I have a hard time thinking about myself. Whenever I try thoughts pop up in my mind like: if I go for a degree in marine biology, will I be able to find a job to support the family I plan on having one day? And if I go off to college will I be able to even start a family?" He sighed and rubbed his neck, "But I guess I just need to do some more thinking on it."

Then he smiled at Amelia and said, "Thanks, I don't know what I'd do without you." Then he took a drink of his tea and closed his eyes for a moment, content to just sit with his girlfriend, if she wanted to talk at this point, he'd listen, but Ali really was more than happy to just sit quietly with her.

Once they'd finished up their drinks, assorted breakfast pastries and such they were on their way to school. Ali, as always, offered his hand to his lovely girlfriend as they walked.

Cassie smiled as Danji took her hand although it faltered for only a moment at his words before it became more reassuring and hopeful. She had absolutely no doubts that he would find his brother and had no issues voicing this, " I'm sure you'll find him soon," She said softly before her words drifted off at the sight of the rose. She accepted it with her lips curved into a smile that wasn't quite a grin, not quite a grin but so close to becoming one. " Thank you Danji." Cassie said sweetly as the pair continued to walk and she glanced toward where her boyfriend's eye were currently set upon.

Her smile dropped and her eyes became wide, " Uh oh!" Cassie turned to face Danji with a look of some worry and a little surprise fixed on her expression. " Did the bell ring? I might have time to-" She cut herself off, not letting herself finish as she knew she'd most likely get work up. At this point, Cassie had completely stopped walking and was now standing in one spot just staring at the school. " Late, right?" She asked after a few moments of staring, turning to look at Danji with a sheepish smile on her lips.

Amelia Lethera

She smiled up at Ali; taking his arm as they walked down the sidewalk. She glanced around the town; looking towards all the people bustling about on the early frostbitten morning. There was always comfort in the clean crisp air; and Amelia leaned against her boyfriend's arm, nuzzling her head into it as she smiled up at him... that adorable dimpled smile with the red lips as her brown eyes glittered and her hair waved slightly in the breeze that tried to slip beneath their coats and ice their skin.

But nothing could freeze the love that Ali and Amelia shared with eachother. And as they approached the tall highschool with kids talking outside; couples kissing and hugging, people hurrying inside the large double doors to get to classes early... it was just another comforting morning for Amelia. And the silence and arm of her boyfriend was all she needed right now.

As they walked along, Ali couldn't help but steal glances down at Amelia. Seeing her really was the highlight of his day, every time. He couldn't help but wonder if she minded that he was so quite. No, of course she didn't, she knew how quite he could be before he'd even ever asked her to go out with him. He looked around at people, seeing several that looked familiar. Though, that may just be from walking the same route to school every day; you tend to pass by the same people when you do such a thing.

He couldn't help but smile as he saw the people in front of the school, he knew (or knew of) almost everyone he saw, it was just...Comfortable for him. He looked down at Amelia and said, "Hey, I need to get some stuff out of my locker and make sure I get a nice seat in the middle of the classroom...Where no attention will be drawn to me. So, I'm gonna go ahead and get that down." He kissed her forehead, "I'll see you later, though, okay?" He smiled and let her say whatever she may have wanted before taking a few steps back and waving. Then he turned around and headed into the building, he was not about to have to sit somewhere people would actually notice him. No thank you, not today.