Declan Cane's Story

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Declan began to grow very annoyed by everyone in that room. Firstly, they began fighting amongst themselves right after Georgy and Declan made a point about coming together. If they kept this up, the humans would surely win. He also grew annoyed with the vampire that made talking to the president seemed easy. Like no lives would be lost and everything would be okay even though he was completely wrong. Things have gone way past the point of being able to just have a discussion about what's happening to their species and all can be forgiven. They were dying and at this point, they needed to fight back or they'd all go extinct.

Declan grabbed the chair in front of him and gripped firmly at the top. Next, he rose it up and dropped it down hard onto the ground to make the room echo with a 'boom'. The chair didn't break but it was filled with many large cracks now. "Enough!" His voice echoed just as loudly. He went from sounding tender and calm, to loud and dominant. The room fell silent and all eyes turned to face him. He seemed angry but he was actually still quite calm. Just slightly annoyed. "I have been around longer than all of you combined." Declan spoke the truth. He'd only been a reaper for over 2,000 years but he was a demon for much longer than that. Declan was ancient.

"This is not some political agenda we can solve in a few years after meeting with the president who doesn't even have enough power to do anything." His eyes scanned through room of each person in a threatening manner when really he was making sure he had their attention. "When a group is being mistreated, what do they do? Do they sit down for tea with the president and try to work out a deal that could easily be betrayed? What did the Americans do? The French?" He asked them rhetorically. "They revolted when they were being oppressed. They fought for their freedom and gained it and that's exactly what we need to do. Things have gone to far without fighting back and if we don't fight back now, I'll have the luxury of escorting each of you to the fiery abyss once mankind rids us from our home."

Nadia D A N O V A;

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After Augustus mentioned a truce, Nadia rolled her eyes and walked into the meeting room. She was in no mood for a truce, she just wanted the werewolves gone about as bad as the hunters did. Although that would have to wait until after they dealt with other issues.

Taking a seat she listened in on everyone’s 10 cents and chime ins. It was an argument between starting a war and trying to negotiate peace. Nadia wasn’t sure what she wanted but she was sure she didn’t want any of those options. It was semi interesting to watch people bicker but she also liked the physical fight that broke out.

Finally in a lapse of silence Nadia spoke up, “Okay heres the thing,” she began to try to talk some sense into these idiots head. “Us,” she motioned to her and Augustus, “as in the vampires have been slurping on animal blood because of the toxic crap in human blood,” she said pausing for a second to see if anyone was understanding what she was saying. “I’m so weak I can barely rip off the head of an ant, let alone a human. Ten seconds out in the open and I, along with everyone other vampire will be dead. We're immortal not indestructible.” Throwing her hands up in the air she looked around the room. “Also let’s not mention all the draw backs the rest of you now have because of the hunters, they know our species better than we know our species. So war equals not a option.”

Than looking at Augustus she rolled her eyes and exasperated, “And there is no way in hell we are starting a new country unless all of these supernaturals would like to be my walking blood bags!” She needed humans to survive, she couldn't live in a country without them, that's like humans without water. Nadia was starting to wonder if anyone had even a halfway decent idea around here, although she doubted it.

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Georgy quickly lost that confidence she had when everything she said was being rebutted by others in the room. It took so much for her to gather everyone there and get up in front of them. And now everything was crumbling apart. One vampire wanted to involve the government, another complained about how they had no energy, others wanting action now or whatever else. How could so many people with the same problem have such varying opinions on how to solve it. They couldn't wait or take a long route to solve this... They needed to act now.

She was trying to build of the courage to talk once again, when her thoughts were interrupted by a loud BOOM. The sound made Georgy jump from being startled, with a gasp. "Enough!" She looked over at Declan, surprised. He was such a timid man, at least as much as she knew over the past decade. And now he was standing there dominant and proud, backing her up with every word. She found herself slightly mesmerized by this new side of him. It definitely made him more attractive in her eyes but also intimidated her as well.

Georgy brought her hand up to clear her throat. This time when she spoke, she was more timid. Not because she was scared of the group but more scared of the facts. "Guys... We won't survive another decade like this." She was silent for a long while, letting that sink in. "We... We don't have the luxury of waiting around and hoping that black mailing or bribing politicians will pay off. That takes time. Precious time that we don't have and can't afford." She allowed her gaze to follow to her twiddling fingers, "If I'm going to die... I still want to be me." With a sigh, she looks up to address the room. "I'd rather die fighting for my freedom and my right to live, than die conforming to their ideas of what is acceptable."

With that the fire slowly died out of her. She had no energy to fight or argue. Georgy turned around, having her back to the room as she tried to compose herself. She allowed her gaze to slowly shift over to Declan as she whispered only loud enough for him to hear, "I can't do this... I shouldn't have called this meeting together." She ran a hand through her long blonde hair, "We'll never all agree on anything... We're too different."

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Luca brought a hand up to rub the back of his neck as he began to pace around the room. This was going swimmingly. He told Georgy that this would never work, he knew that they were all too different to ever come at this from the same direction. He grabbed the chair that was beside Luna, turning it around. With the chair backwards, he straddled the seat, crossing his arms over the backrest. With a sigh, he brought a hand up to rub his head while laughing weakly with sarcasm at Nadia's comments. He waited until there was a lull in the conversation, and seeing as how his sister was fading in the spot light, he decided to turn it on himself, addressing Nadia's comments. "Look here Madame Leech... You're not feeding from any of us no matter what the circumstances are. And since you've clearly stated how weak you are," He leaned forward slightly, while whispering with a smirk, "I guarantee it."

"As for your 'claim' that they know our species better than we know it... Well that's bull shit." He shook his head. "Yes... They know our species. But you mean to tell me that they know you better than you? It has taken them centuries to wrap their naive little minds around the concept of our existence. But we're also forgetting that we know just as much about them... If not more, than they know about us." He took a deep breath, looking over at Luna then his sister before adding, "We're not saying we are going to run through the streets, guns blazing, balls to the wall. We have to be stealthy, and tactical. The best offense is a good defense."

Luca then looked across the table towards Dezember, "I also agree with Dez. Even if we were to get political help, who's to say it's not a trap to make us lower our guard... Make us vulnerable." He put out his hand as if offering a suggestion, "And let's put it this way. If there were any humans that believe we were being wrongly treated, we'd know. They're good at all their rallying bullshit." He said in a dismissive manner, "They'd be rioting or something." He waved his hand, brushing off the idea because he knew that no one was fighting for them. Only they have the power to make a difference.

Lydia took a breath, her head pounding at the back and forth of it all. They were getting nowhere, and it was a wonder no one was throwing blows at this point.
Lydia, who had been seated, rose from her seat and cleared her throat and when they didn’t hear her., she let off one single banshee cry, enough to rattle the room.
“Forgive me, but I need your attention.” She said, clearing her throat again. “Luca is right one on one account, If there were humans on our side, we would know.” She began, then stood straight like the Queen she was. “They would be protesting, marching, hashtagging and anything else they would do when they see injustice....The problem is....they don’t see injustice. They see all of the horror things that keep them up at night, their very nightmares.” She said. “Humanity has bonded in such a powerful way, they have united in a way that has never been seen, not once in their history....they’ve bonded...over Fear...” She said. “Fear, as all of you well know, is a powerful emotion, it creates cowards and it creates heroes....and we have united them in that fear....”She said and looked to them all.
“So, we are on our own.” She said, deftly and looked to Georgeta with a gentle gaze. “We have to make this work. My kind is all but extinct now...” She said softly. “So to avoid this happening to the rest of you....we have to fight.” She said, addressing the others now. “I have lived a long time, I’ve seen prosecution on almost every level, and most had gone unanswered, that is, until the time of the slaves, be it herbew, or African, it wasn’t until they began to fight back, to voice their troubles, was any progress made.” She said with a shrug and looked to Augustus. “They didn’t go to their masters, asking for help...?” She said, and looked to the others again. “No, they demanded their freedom, their right to live, and their right to choose. Yes, there is darkness in us all, and that has created the situation we are in now...but the problem is, they are not just killing the dark ones, they are killing all of us... I say, we should govern our own people, we should have that right, those of us, who’d rather live a life in peace and quiet, whose done nothing but live....That is not for them to decide, that is for us to decide. We need to show them. We need to fight, for ourselves..., not amongst ourselves because if we continue down this path, then they were are giving them the win, we are making it easy for them to pick us off one by one.”
She addressed the host of this meeting. “You called us all here today, because you believed that we could find a way to fix this.” She then turned to the rest of this. “ We all came, because we believed, we could. That, Belief, is just as powerful as fear, we believed, even for a moment, that we can come together, so let’s make it a reality, shall we?” She said, and took a seat, having said her piece.

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Alex actually managed to crack the very rare and genuine smile towards Blake. It was because of what he said. It was similar to what her mother said. Mut, vor allen Dingen, ist der erste Qualität eines Kriegers. Courage, above all things, is the first quality in a warrior. She nodded at him and responded in German with the same phrase. "Mut vor allem." Her German wasn't perfect, but it was okay enough.

"Well then..." Alex clapped her hands together and lead them outside to her truck. She opened up the back and turned to the team. "Let's load up and go kick some dark scum ass." The back of her truck looked like weapons room for the military with every single weapon a Dark Hunter could think of using. "Take whatever you like. I want my team to be well equipped.." Alex grabbed a back duffle bag that sat in the far back corner of the truck bed and pulled it out. It held everything she was planning on using. She opened up the bag and started loading up her gear like an action movie. Custom Colt 1911 on her hip, her mom's Colt 357 Revolver on her left hip, a Colt Mustang inside the back of her wait band and well hidden, a dark metal tomahawk close to her 1911, a dark metal knife strapped to her left thigh, and a bag filled with frags and emergency medical supplies. She then grabbed her sawed off shot gun.

Alex looked at her team and pulled out a cigarette and a flask. She lit the cigarette and took one nice long drag before having a swig of her whiskey filled flask she kept in her duffle bag before handing it off to Blake for him to take a swig and hand it to the next. It was a tradition amongst her family and all hunters were basically like family now so might as well share her traditions. Alex took another drag before clearing her throat. "I'm gonna say this again... If anything happens to me when we go in there, I want you guys all to get out as fast as possible and live another day." She spoke seriously before smirking. "But now lets go have fun blowing heads off."

She jumped into her truck and threw her shotgun onto the passenger seat and started the truck. She waited for everyone to be ready before she pulled out and sped all the way near the subway. It was a miracle she didn't get pulled over considering the way she drove. Alex looked around for a sewer entrance and opened it up. She knelt down and watched the surroundings while her team jumped down one by one. Alex jumped down last and tried not to cringe when the sewage water splashed onto her pants. She lead them down the system and kept Blake close by since he had the better idea of where to go. She willingly followed his direction until they were close enough to go back up. Alex was the first to climb up and she helped the others before using the key to open the door.

Alex was genuinely appalled by the amount of dark creatures here. She actually wanted nothing more than to put a bullet in the head of everyone of them. Especially the vampires. But she had a job to do and that involved taking out their leaders. Alex had to do her job.

"Welcome to the Underworld." Alex said jokingly. "Now lets go find that pub." Alex walked through the crowd of supes rather calmly. She wasn't even scared about what she might face. The dark hunters were better equipped. Most of them would run off scared and the vampires were too weak from not having much human blood left to feed on. The only ones with any strength left were the ones willing to feed on their own kind. Alex liked those vampires a bit.

She pushed through the crowd enough until they finally reached Medusa's. Alex put on ear on the door and could hear them bickering amongst themselves like she predicted. Alex opened the door just a crack and kept quiet. She pulled out two dark metal frags and threw them in before quickly closing the door and sealing it with a pipe. She waiting until after the blast to take the pipe out and then kick down the door with her shotgun in hand. "There's no need to fear... The Dark Hunter's are here." She smirked and blasted two of them with her gun. This was going to be fun...

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Georgy slowly turned around as she heard her brother begin to speak. It always took her by surprise when he supported her just because the 2 butted heads constantly. But she often forgot that he still was her brother, and cared about her. She couldn't help but smile slightly at his points. He was right. Then Lydia began to speak, agreeing with Luca. The woman was right, especially when talking about how those that don't want to be involved don't have to be. Georgy wasn't trying to force anyone to do anything, just bring them together to fight the common enemy.

Georgy was preparing to speak up once again but then she tilted her head slightly when she heard a noise. Was it the door? Being a shifter she did have heightened hearing. At first she shook it off until she saw something small roll in through the curtain door. Her eyes widened when she realized what it was. With only moments, she shouted, "GET DOWN!" Turning around to dodge the frag and duck behind the table, the frag exploded mid spin. Dark Metal shrapnel flying through the air, several pieces slamming into her, throwing her back on the ground. Her ears were ringing and her head dizzy as she tried to shake off the effects of the frag. Coughing she half sat up, raising her right hand to her head that was throbbing and burning. Georgy winced when her hand met a 2 inch piece of metal sticking out of her forehead. She didn't have time to waste sitting around. So with a deep, shaky breath, she yanked the metal out with a whimper. She pushed off the ground, moving back to her feet, stumbling over to balance herself on the edge of the table.

Georgy glanced up in time to see one of the several hunters, walking across the top of the table right for her. She backed up slowly until she bumped into the chair that Declan almost destroyed earlier. With a hard swallow, she gripped the back of the chair and when the hunter neared her she quickly spun around smashing the chair into the male. The force made the chair shatter into pieces around her while knocking the man to the ground at her feet. At first she thought the man was unconscious but then as he laid there on the ground, he grabbed her by the ankle, yanking her to the ground with him. It took him no time at all to climb on top of her, placing his hand on a piece of shrapnel that was in her side, pushing it deeper inside her. She cried out in pain. As tried to fight herself free from under him, her hands searched on either side of her for some sort of blunt object. Once her hand met a leg of the chair she broke, she grasped it and slammed it against the hunter's head. And before he had the chance to over power her again, she flipped him over so that she was pinning him. Placing a hand on either side of his head, she grunted as she forceful snapped his neck.

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As Luca sat there backwards in his chair beside Luna he noticed his sister's glance towards the door. He didn't notice the sound like she did but he wasn't paying much attention to anything at the moment. But as he saw the frags roll into the room, his senses heightened, adrenaline pumping through his veins. Shifters aren't near as fast as vampires but they were a fair amount quicker than humans which gave Luca a slight advantage. It gave him enough time to spin off his chair, grabbing Luna by her arm in the process. He then slammed her back against the wall, pinning her there as his large frame shielded her as the frag went off. When the shrapnel lodged itself into his back he growled out in pain. His hands slid down the wall slightly, his body hunching over almost falling over for a moment. He nearly let his head fall to rest on her shoulder but forced himself to ignore the pain.

Luca slowly raised his head as his body heaved from his heavy breaths. He wanted to save his sister and Luna... Get them both out of there and to safety. He didn't know why he felt so protective over the blonde necromancer pinned against the wall before him, but he did. "Do you trust me?" He said glancing down at her as she began to remove his leather jacket. The pain was excruciating from the metal scattered throughout his back but he didn't have time to remove it. He needed to get them out of there. Reaching his hands over his head while still holding Luna's gaze, he removed his shirt with a groan. "Don't forget my clothes." He tried to smirk while he laughed weakly. The girl was smart and most likely knew what he was doing.

Trying to think quickly on his feet, he looked over his shoulder just in time to see Georgy snap one of the hunter's necks. Then his eyes set on Declan. Of course."DECLAN!" He shouted towards the Reaper, "GET GEORGY OUT OF HERE!" He pointed towards his sister as he yelled at the male. He didn't like the idea of leaving his sister's life in another's hands. But he could tell how much Dec cared for her, and out of anyone here, he would be the one to get her out of there in one piece. He had the ability to teleport, something Luca couldn't do. "NO! LUCA!" His sister cried out to him, "I can stay! I can FIGHT!" Luca growled towards Georgy, his eyes beginning to change to yellow as the shifting process began. "For once in your life... LISTEN TO ME!"

Luca then took a step back from Luna, unbuttoning his pants and pushing them down just before his body transformed into that of a larger than life male lion. Just after shifting, he caught sight of a hunter charging at him and Luna. Without hesitation, he pounced on the hunter, tearing their throat out with his massive fangs. What he didn't realize until after the hunter fell lifeless beneath him was the Dark Metal dagger they lunged into his abdomen. He growled at the burning sensation before turning his head towards Luna. He nodded his head towards his back while holding her eye contact in a way of tell her to hop on.

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Luna more or less tuned her self out of the debate after her previous outburst, she couldn't let her emotions control her as that would be disastrous. So all though she wasn't exactly listening to the conversation she still knew that everyone was either arguing or loud debating at this current point in time.

Before she even knew what was going on around her, she heard Georgy shouting which was then followed by Luca grabbing her by the arm and slamming her back against the wall. She couldn't help but take a few deep breathes as the wind was knocked out of her, but she kept looking up at Luca with a shocked and panicked look written across her face especially when he shielded her from the metal fragments that were flying across the room. She didn't understand why he was protecting her they only ever argued or joked around, but at this current point in time she was grateful he did.

"Do you trust me?" Was he serious right now? He just bloody made himself a shield to stop her from getting in harms way so of course she trusted him. Although she was questioning why he was currently undressing himself. "Of course I do! She made sure not to break eye contact with him, holding her gaze as she looked straight at him. As soon as he took of his top and his jacket she made sure to take them from him, making sure she had hold of them.
"I'm not the forgetful type" She knew what he was doing, so she knew what she had to do. She didn't exactly want him shifting back later and not having any clothes to change into. Although she wasn't sure if she would mind that or not.

Looking over Luca's shoulder whilst he was shouting for his sister, she couldn't help but let them widen in shock as more hunters entered the room. They had to stop them from entering before they were overpowered.
"Aizsargs durvis ar vairogu" Flicking her hand towards the door as she spoke, an invisible shield of sorts blocking a few of the hunters. But they were still over powered there was a lot of hunters in the room and a lot of the supernatural were weakened.

Her eyes locked on to a hunter that was charging towards Luca and herself, she was about to throw a fireball at him but a male lion suddenly pounced on him. She knew exactly who it was. When Luca had finished with the lifeless hunter, he nodded to her in a gesture of climbing onto his back. She skeptically made her way over towards him, but not before noticing the blade that was currently stuck into his abdomen. As she climbed onto his back she lent over, placing her face by his ears.
"I'll fix any damages when were through. Sitting back up, she made sure to hold onto his mane gently ensuring that she wasn't holding on to tight.
"I'm just going to get a little help She mumbled, just loud enough for him to here. "Hounds elles I izsaukt tevi!" Her voice echoed through out the room. The ground beneath them began to shake slightly, crumbling as hell hounds made their way to the surface. The snarling animals immediately pounced on the large masses of hunters.

Tightening her grip upon Luca's mane once more as she felt a sudden spell of dizziness hitting her. "We need to move now. I don't know how long the hounds can hold them off!"

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Jason wasn't the best at languages, but he basically knew what she said. It was alot of hunters families motto's so it wasn't uncommon for him to know a few bits of German here and then. Moving to the back of the truck he began to familiarize himself with the toys that were on display. Jason wasn't much of a long ranged fighter so he wasn't interested in using any guns or anything like that. He preferred to get up close and person.

Searching over the much closer forms of weaponry he decided to go with a pair of knuckle buster which were made of dark metal, he also picked up a bunch of throwing making sure to attach him to the holster which was settled across his chest. He then decided to take a M1911 pistol just encase. He wasn't the best shot but it's always handy to have at least one gun on your person.

He was so busy loading himself up in the truck he hadn't even realized that they were walking through the sewers until they suddenly came to a halt in front of the Medusa. Jason waited silently, ready to jump into action as soon as Alex gave them the signal. Blake had all ready been lucky and killed one. "Keep count. I still owe you for the last time He reminded Blake as he charged into the room.

Before he could even comprehend what was happening, a demon decided to charge towards him. Before the bastard even had a chance Jason swung his fist right at him, hitting him square in the face causing the demon to fly back due to the impact. Before the creature could even respond Jason immediately threw several throwing knifes at him, making sure to hit him in the vital points. Turning around to face the others, a sadistic smirk etched upon his face as he twirled a knife around in his hand. "So? Whose next?" No one responded, in fear of what he would do. He was about to throw a knife at a vampire. But a female who he had met before made it's way into his line of sight. He didn't even know what he was doing but he launched himself across the room, making sure to take out multiple creatures on the way.

Just as he got close to the girl he threw a few knifes at her, making sure to miss anything serious. Two knifes went to her feet, one on her thigh, whilst the other lodged itself into her shoulder. "So we meet again. Banshee

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Declan wasn't paying much attention to the arguments anymore out of annoyance. They all seemed to ignore him anyways so it didn't really matter to him until Georgy screamed and ducked. Declan was confused and barely made it behind a chair when the blast happened. He got shards of dark metal in his arm, shoulder, cheek, and one lodged deep in his leg. He propped up a table where he could protect himself and used an illusion to appear invisible even though it wasn't really that strong since most of his focus was on removing as many shards of dark metal as possible.

Declan peaked over the table to see Alex leading the charge and gunning down as many of them as possible. Each blast from her shotgun looked like it was sending people flying back. She spotted a vampire and stuck the end of the barrel in it's mouth and fired before tossing the gun to the side because she ran out of shells. He pushed the table away and stood up. He ran over to Georgy to make sure she was okay only to find her on top of a hunter. Not bad...

Alex was getting closer and Luca was yelling at him to get Georgy out. He nodded and looked at Georgy. "We need to leave." He told her. "But the party just started." A familiar voice called out. Declan turned around to see Alex pointing a gun at her. Smoke began to form around them as he prepared to teleport them out of there. Alex shook her head at him with that evil smirk and tsked. "It's good to see you again, Declan..." Alex fired and they teleported except Declan didn't escape the bullet...

It managed to lodge itself into his lower abdomen forcing Declan to have to teleport to a nearby hotel. He tore off his jacket and shirt before applying pressure to the wound. He felt a surge of pain and swore under his breathe but he still managed to stand up and look overGeorgy. "Are you hurt?" He was more concerned with her well being than his own at this moment but he knew she didn't get hit with the bullet. It was still stuck inside him.

Delia glared at the werewolf's comment mocking Zachary's. She had a perfectly good reason to hate Necromancers, a personal reason. A Necromancer was the one who made she and her friends what they were and a necromancer took her love from her. It took everything in her not to say anything but she didn't. She just took her seat as the meeting finally started. She didn't listen much, she only heard something about them having to work together to survive which was why they were called here in the first place. She chuckled at the idea of the vampires negotiating some type of citizenship for the dark creatures, which they all knew wouldn't happen. the humans hated them, there was no way the human government would allow them to live among them equally and safe.

She heard something about creating their own country, which was as idiotic at trying to live among the human without being killed. they would only wage war on the land and it would have been a waste of this meeting. Soon after those options were made bickering started, which was accepted due to how stupid the choices were. Delia, personally wasn't going to waste her breath trying to show these idiots how stupid they were. There was nothing they could do to fight the humans. They had found out their weaknesses and were using it to kill them. They were outnumbered and there was no way any of them were in any condition to fight them head on.

Without warning the door to Medusa's was kicked open and hunters flooded in shooting dark bullets in every direction. Every dark creature in the meeting either scattered, ducked or was injured. Delia barely had time to find cover under the table before she pulled Zachary down with her. "We have to get out of here! She yelled over the noise, from when she'd seen the front exit was blocked by hunters and the room was full of them. She doubted they would get out of there unharmed.

Lydia inwardly sighed, no one really seemed to listen to her and what did she expect really? She was the Queen of an endangered race, she wasn't exactly doing it right. It was then she felt something, a tug on her mind. She could feel her wails forming in her chest. "Ronan-" No sooner did she speak, chaos erupted from all around her.

Her eyes went wide.
Dark Hunters....HOw did they know? Was she being followed....No, Ronan, he made sure that wasn't the case. None of this mattered now because they were here and bullets began to fly. Lydia hit the ground, knowing without looking that Ronan wouldn't be far behind. She knew she couldn't go into spirit form, if she had, and was hit,it would kill her almost immediately. So she stayed solid and tried to hoof it.

That's when it happened, much like Lot's Wife, she turned, casting a single glance back at the destruction, and she saw him. Jason Hunt, aptly named, as he caught her gaze in the same moment. Time froze as she stared at him, and he stared at her.

And for the briefest moment, she thought he would let her go.

She was very wrong. She saw the decision in his eyes and she turned to run, only to have knives shot in her direction, halting her process, then a knife lodge in to her arm, spinning her around, and another lodging in her thigh, sending her to the ground.

She whimpered at the pain-- Dark Metal blades, the very thing used to wipe out her race. She reached her good arm at her leg, blood raining down from the hole in her thigh. It was in that moment that she looked up,to see Death looming over her.

"So we meet again, Banshee."

"Please...."She whimpered. "Don't do this...We aren't hurting one..."She cried, bracing herself as much as she could but it was hard seeing as her vision was blurring, tunneling. "Please...."

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Georgy glanced up from the dead hunter beneath her hands to see Declan run towards her. She reached up taking his hand, hoping he'd help her to her feet as she stood up. Her gaze took in his appearance, with Dark Metal shrapnel sprinkled throughout him. She reached her right hand up to gently grasp the piece in his cheek, giving an apologetic frown, she pulled it out. Just then Luca shouted towards her, she wanted to argue with Luca more. She didn't like the idea of leaving him in this huge mess. But it was rare that her brother was so bossy with her. Sure he tried but he knew that she never listened but him asking to her listen for once kinda hit her. So she reluctantly nodded her head before seeing him shift into a massive lion.

"We need to leave." Declan said as he looked down at her. She was very reluctant to go but she really had no choice. With a sigh she looked up at him, nodding her head as she took his hand in hers. She wanted to have a hold of him so when they teleported, she didn't slip away. But also because she was scared and having that connection made her feel a fraction safer. Georgy looked over her shoulder when she heard a female say "But the party just started.". She was heading right towards them, with a gun pointing right at her. Georgy wanted to hide, fight back, something but the smoke was already beginning to form around them. She was frozen and didn't know what to do. "It's good to see you again, Declan..." Her eyes widened as she gasped, moving her gaze back to Dec as the realization that they knew each other. As she looked at him she heard the BANG of the gun. She closed her eyes and flinched, waiting for the bullet to hit her because the last view she had of the woman, she was aiming the barrel right at her.

When she opened her eyes she saw Declan now standing in front of her and they were no longer in the bar but a hotel room. He took a bullet for me. She thought to herself. She moved around him as he pulled his suit jacket off. He was moving too slow for her liking and she half tore his button up shirt off as he tried to remove it. But his hand quickly went to put pressure on the wound, hiding it from her. But for some stupid reason he asked her "Are you hurt?" She ignored him, reaching out to move his hand from the wound to look at it. She then placed her hands on his shoulders, forcing him to sit on the bed before disappearing off into the bathroom.

Georgy rushed over to the medicine cabinet over the sink. Her shaking hands opening and knocking over nearly all the contents into the sink as she searched for anything to help. She clenched her fists as her hands trembled. She forced herself to close her eyes for a moment and take a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself. As she opened her eyes she saw a first aid kit on top of the toilet, "Thank God." she whispered to herself. She quickly grabbed it and a pair of tweezers that she knocked into the sink, and rushed back to the bed room. She slid to her knees in front of Declan, opening the first aid kit and organizing the contents to figure out what she needed. She was about to try and take the bullet out but her hands were still trembling furiously. She cupped her hands together, laughing weakly to try and mask the fact that she's on the edge of tears. With a shaky breath, she lowered her head to rest her forehead against his knee. "You.... you saved my life." Her voice was so quiet, and cracked on the last word.

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Once Luna was on his back, she leaned down to whisper in his ear, "I'll fix any damages when were through." He honestly wasn't even worried about his wounds, the adrenaline rush had his nerves on edge to the point where he hardly felt it. "I'm just going to get a little help... Hounds elles I izsaukt tevi!" Luca back stepped a little when he saw the hell hounds emerge. He knew they wouldn't hold back the hunters for long. "We need to move now. I don't know how long the hounds can hold them off!" He was already ahead of her. He quickly glanced around looking for an opening. He jumped on top of the table, running across it. When he reached the end he pounced on the hunter in the doorway, making sure to dig his claws deep in the person's chest cavity.

Luca growled loudly, body slamming the hunter to his left into the wall. Then with a straight shot, he didn't hesitate to barrel through the entrance of the bar. He skidded into a turn as he went left towards the heart of the Underworld. His speed picked up as he ran making sure to put a few miles between them and the bar. When he reached the far end of the city, he turned down an alley way, panting heavily. The Dark Metal was getting to him. His legs were trembling as he moved them behind a building. When he was out of sight of prying eyes, his body slumped to the ground. Once Luna was off his back, he allowed himself to slowly shift back until his naked human form laid on the ground coughing with Dark Metal shards in his body, not to mention the dagger in his side.

Thankfully, shifters quickly get used to being seen in their naked form and Luca was too weak to even try to get his clothes from Luna. After catching his breath, he brought his hand up to yank the dagger out of his side. "Ahhh!... Shit that stuff burns." Breathing heavily, he quickly removed the rest of the shrapnel from his body, letting out a sigh of relief once the searing pain was gone. Pushing off the ground, he slowly sat up. Looking down, he realized his was naked. Biting on his lip he quietly and slowly reached out to grab his stack of clothing from the blonde, placing it over his manhood. "Sorry..." He whispered. He allowed his gaze to glance over Luna, tilting his head slightly, "You weren't hit with any shrapnel... Were you?"

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Declan couldn't help but wince when she pulled his hand away. He easily could've over powered her if he wanted to but with that dark metal still lodged in his abdomen, he was weakened and in no condition to argue with her. Declan put a smirk on his face when she went to go get supplies for him. "Why Georgeta, you care about death?" He teased even though he was in massive pain. That pain would stay until it got taken out.

She put her hands in the wound to take the bullet out but her hands were too shaky. Declan used every ounce of strength he had not to cry out in pain for her sake. He could sense she was upset and he put his less bloody hand on hers when she rested her head on his knee. "You.... you saved my life." Declan smirked. "Hey now, don't go ruing my Reaper reputation."

His voice then changed. He stopped joking around and spoke softly as he cupped her chin and raised his face to look down at her properly. "There's no need to worry, Georgy. I'll be fine. In pain... But still fine. There's no need to cry over a soulless creature like me." He smiled down at her and then added, "I'd still do it even if that bullet was going to kill me. The world deserves to hear your laughter." He started coughing a small bit of blood but still kept that smile. He needed to keep a level head for her sake.

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Luca reached out, grabbing Luna's hand as she went to heal him. But by the time he grasped it she hand already said the spell and began to heal him. He slowly released her hand, moving his back to grasp at the clothes that rested in his lap. He looked down at her as she healed his wound majorly. She then moved around behind him. He tensed momentarily as her hands rested on his back, but slowly relaxed. He wasn't used to people touching him without his permission. Most were scared of him and kept their distance, none even attempted to come within 20 feet of him. Let alone touch him. "Thank you.."

The gratitude took him by surprise. He slowly glanced over his shoulder to look at her, nodding his head slightly, "You're welcome." He said quietly. He sat there patiently as he allowed her to finish healing him. But his gaze never left her. He couldn't explain what it was about her that intrigued him so much. When she was done, he waited a moment in silence. After a brief while, he moved to his feet, still holding his bundle of clothes against his nether regions. He cleared his throat, holding up an index finger in a Just one minute manner. He then backed behind the dumpster so that he could slip on his pants. He came back into view as he zipped them up and buttoned them. It wasn't that he had an issue being naked. On the contrary it was actually freeing. But he didn't know how Luna felt at the sight of him naked so he was doing it out of courtesy.

Luca raised his right hand up to rub the back of his neck while his other hand rubbed his abdomen. He allowed his fingers to hesitate upon the scabbed stab wound. He bit on his bottom lip while nodding his head, "Thanks..." He tapped his index finger on the wounds location, hesitating before looking up to meet her gaze. It took him a minute or 2 to really grasp what all just happened. It all happened rather quickly. He was trying to seem tough but the truth was he was exhausted. But he didn't want to seem weak. So he attempted to nonchalantly rest his left hand on the dumpster, nearly falling over. The Dark Metal took a lot out of him. He was surprised he could even stand. "So... now what?" He looked towards the blonde. He had no idea what to do now. He was worried about Georgy and didn't have the slightest clue where to look for her. The Underworld was compromised so they couldn't go there. He didn't have a clue. All he knew was they survived.... For now.

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Georgy brushed off his sarcastic remarks. She knew deep down that he was just trying not to worry her but it wasn't working. She needed to calm down if she was going to get that metal out of him. If she didn't he'd die. As she was trying to compose herself, she felt his hand snake under her chin to raise it. She hesitated before allowing her gaze to move up and meet his. "There's no need to worry, Georgy. I'll be fine. In pain... But still fine. There's no need to cry over a soulless creature like me." She was about to argue the point. She hated it when he referred to himself as soulless. Because in her eyes he had one. Someone who was completely soulless wouldn't take a bullet for some shifter. But before she could say anything he added, "I'd still do it even if that bullet was going to kill me. The world deserves to hear your laughter." Her brows furrowed as she attempted a weak smile. Her hand moved to rest over his. He couldn't be completely soulless... Not after saying something like that.

But she was quickly shook back to reality when she heard him cough, seeing the blood on his lips. The realization of the side effect of the Dark Metal surged her with adrenaline. "Oh god... Dec." She quickly removed her jacket, throwing it out of the way. She then grabbed a cloth, bringing it to his mouth to wipe away the blood before dropping it. Georgy clapped her hands together once to ground herself, before grabbing the tweezers once again. "I'm going to get this out of you." She pressed her free hand against his shoulder to lay him back. This made it easier for her to see the wound as she shifted to her knees. Searching around her, she found a pencil and held it to his mouth, as she leaned in slightly. "You might want to bite onto this." Once he took it into his mouth, she smiled down apologetically before brushing her hair out of her face.

Georgy took a deep breath before slowly pushing the tweezers into the wound. She bit her lip as she focused and tried to be as quick and gentle as possible. She exhaled a breath of relief when the prongs grasped the bullet, and removed it. Allowing herself to relax a bit, she grabbed bandages and placed them over the opening, taping them down to his skin. Once she finished addressing the wound, she tossed everything out of her way as she scooted on the ground up towards his head. She reached out to take the pencil from his mouth, setting it on the nice stand. As she looked down at him she felt something run down the side of her face. Raising her hand to wipe it away, she noticed it was blood from the metal she pulled out of her forehead back at the bar. She shrugged it off, wiping her hand against her jeans.

She rested her hand upon his chest while her other hand pushed his hair back from his face, "How do you feel?" Her hands were trembling slightly once again, now that she could let herself slightly unwind. After acting strong while she took care of him she was on the edge of cracking. Looking into his eyes, a single tear rolled down her cheek. "Don't you ever scare me like that again... You hear me," She whispered down towards him. He scared the shit out of her. Sure she appreciated it more than anything and she had no idea how to make it up to him. But she owed him. Georgy didn't realize she had been staring at him or how close she was to him until she felt the warmth of his breath on her face. She was only inches from him. And although she was tempted to close that distance, she broke the eye contact nervously and began move away. Her hand slowly slipped off his chest as she allowed her bottom to rest back against her heels as she kneeled beside the bed.

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Alex cursed loudly when Declan and his girl toy disappeared until she noticed that the bullet left with them. She smirked as she started at the empty space from where the two just were. Declan put his body in front of the girl which meant that it hit him first. This meant Alex wounded him which is very useful. The weaker he is, the easier for her to finally get rid of the contract with his blood.

Since Alex was distracted over he little triumph over the most annoying reaper in the world, a vampire took the opportunity to make a jump at her and bit her neck. Bad move on her because Alex grabbed the knife strapped to her thigh and brought it back into her gut to get her off of her. She turned around and smirked at the vampire. "Tsk tsk, blood sucker..." She was too weak to move fast making it easy for Alex to over power her. She grabbed a nearby throwing knife and through it right into her heart before moving on to her next victim.

She spotted a demon that just finished off one of her fellow hunters. She didn't really care too much. That guy was obviously not string enough o now he was dead for it. The demon decided that since it just killed one hunter, it must be strong enough to take on Alex. He was so wrong...

He came charging at her and the next thing he knew, Alex had him by the throat with a knife. She pushed him back all the way to the wall and held him there firmly. She even drew a little blood. She looked him over with a smirk. "Such a shame I have to kill such a beautiful host." She leaned in close enough to where their lips almost touched. "But then again... I've seen better." She sliced his jugular and let the blood splatter across her face and clothes. She even licked her lips after in a sadistic manner before wiping off her blade and noticing Jason leaving with a banshee. She rolled her eyes when the other dark creatures followed and she followed them as well. It wasn't like she needed to stay. If they got themselves killed, it wasn't her fault.

Alex was behind them and shot the two in pursuit of Jason before catching up with him. "Do I really need to save your ass every time?" She eyed the banshee. "Trying to replace me? But I'm irreplaceable." She teased.

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[font=sansserif]Declan never said anything as she used the cloth to wipe his now blood stained lips. normally he'd have some witty response prepared for her but he just stayed silent and stared at her. Something was different. Maybe it was the dark metal making him imagine things but something did feel different. It wasn't the same flirting and teasing and antagonizing her brother. This was something real and something Declan didn't understand. Something he could never understand so long as he was a reaper. He never said his thought out loud, but that moment. That one brief moment of her wiping away his blood made him wish for a split second that he was human. That he could understand what was happening for just a split second.

The sound of Georgy clapping her hands together brought Declan back to reality. Back to his reality. "I'm going to get this out of you." Declan was about to comment when she spoke over her and grabbed a pencil. "You might want to bite onto this." She shoved the pencil between his teeth so anything he said after that was muffled. She then took the tweezers and dug them deep within his abdomen to retrieve the bullet. Declan couldn't do anything but cry out in pain and begin to sweat until she finally pulled the bullet out. Is this what humanity feels like? He thought.

It was finally out and Georgy removed the pencil from his mouth and then pushed his wet hair back so he could properly see her. "How do you feel?" Declan shrugged nonchalantly and looked down at the wound that began to heal rapidly. "Still a reaper." He smirked and looked down at her hand and then at her. He noticed something shift in her expression. Something he's only seen once before. "Don't you ever scare me like that again... You hear me," She whispered and he watched the single tear roll down her check and onto his lap. That same tear that brought him back to when they first met.

"Georgy..." He whispered back softly. She was just inches away rom him now. He could feel her breathe against his. He looked down at her lips and back into her eyes unsure of what to do next until she began to pull away. He knew this was his only chance so he leaned in faster than she could leaned back. Declan did this until their lips finally collided and he felt absolutely weightless in time. Declan actually felt something. He cupped his hands around her face and just held her there with him in that moment.

In that moment until they heard a knock on the door to pull them out of whatever that was. Declan groaned for he knew exactly who it was and had to pull away from Georgy. He got up and walked to the door much better than he would've a couple minutes ago. Of course things would be even better if she waited a little longer to pop a visit... Declan opened the door and looked down upon his fellow reaper. "Well if it isn't my favorite companion... Who also has horrible timing." He buttoned up his bloody shirt still determined to look amazing even when covered in blood. "How are you, Dezember?"

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Luca sighed softly as he leaned over, grabbing his shirt. "Well first off we need to rest, your not in a state to fight if it comes to it. I can transport us to my place, or we could find somewhere more discrete?" Luna started saying as he pulled his shirt over his head, "I also think we should probably try and contact your sister as well as the others leaders. I'm just not sure if it will be safe to use phones." He sighed heavily as he slipped his boots back on, "Trust me... I wanna find Georgy more than anyone. But I know she's safe." He cleared his throat as he pulled on his leather jacket. "I may despise that soulless prick that's making moves on my sister... But, he was the quickest and safest way for her to get out of there. And the way he looks at her, I know he'll keep her safe." It was apparent Luca hadn't seen that Declan took a bullet for Georgy, but either way he now had a tiny ounce of respect for the guy.

Luca slid his hands into the pockets of his jacket. It was apparent on his face that he was thinking hard. "I... I can't go into hiding. I'm not that type of person." He looked up to hold the blondes gaze, "Call me crazy but I think I wanna go up to the surface." He nodded his head upward as he said it. "The hunter's won't expect us to just be walking around in the open so soon after the attack. I could at least check to make sure Georgy isn't out on the streets... For my own piece of mind." Sure he was weak and tired but going somewhere to rest wasn't on his list of to do's. He'd rather be out on the streets, walking around and standing tall. Shows a positive message to the hunters... Plus he might be able to pick up Georgy's scent.

Luca started walking back to the main road of the Underworld, glancing over his shoulder towards Luna. "I don't expect you to come with me." He didn't want to make her uncomfortable or worried by coming with him, that was completely up to her. Not that he'd turn down the company. But this was one of the few times he felt more in danger in the Underworld compared to the bustling streets of Vegas.

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"Georgy..." His voice was so soft, something she wasn't used to hearing. She was scared to look towards him, but after a moment she slowly allowed her gaze to move up to meet his. She watched as his eyes shifted from her eyes to her lips and then back up to her eyes. That slight motion made her heart skip a beat before racing in her chest. As she was leaning back, Declan followed her and then closed the distance. The joining of their lips took her breath away. The simple touch of his hands cupping her face sent chills down her spine. And as he held her there in that moment, her hands slowly raised. One hooking on the back of his neck while the other slid it's fingers into his hair. She wished that she could just freeze that moment. Ignore the world and the war and just be with him.

....But, KNOCK KNOCK. The sound startled her out of the moment, out of their moment. Declan broke the kiss with a groan, and Georgy couldn't help but chuckle softly at his frustration from the interrupting knock. She hadn't quite noticed how tangled up in him she was until she had to remove her hand from his hair and unhook the other from around his neck. She remained frozen, kneeling there on the grown as his frame slipped from under her hands and headed towards the door. She watched him put his shirt back on as the truth about her feelings for him slowly began to surface after the kiss they shared. Georgy never truly realized how she felt for him, or maybe never accepted it. He was a Reaper... They're soulless? This made her wonder if he truly felt something for her or if it was just an act. He's been around for centuries, probably seduced lord knows how many others. Was she any different? Or was she just another conquest.

While his back was to her, Georgy pushed off the ground to get back on her feet, then headed into the bathroom. She heard him say, "Well if it isn't my favorite companion... Who also has horrible timing. How are you, Dezember?" Once alone, she ran her hands over her face then back through her hair before lowering the toilet lid and sitting on it. She rested her elbows on her knees, burying her face in her hands. She knew she was over thinking everything... But that's what girls did. She sighed heavily as she rubbed her face. It never even crossed her mind how many people he could have been with before her, he's been around for much longer than her. Here she felt these feelings for him, feelings she's never felt before and... Well, she could just be any other girl to him. The uncertainty was going to nah at her.

Georgy couldn't rejoin them just yet. She was letting her mind over think too much to the point where she didn't know if she could fake ok. She stood up and walked over to the sink. Looking in the mirror she saw Dec's bloody hand print on her cheek from when he held her face. A slight frown crossed her face as she sighed, and brought her hand up to touch her cheek where he had touched. Just the thought began to make her heart race once again. She quickly shook it off, turning on the sink and submerging her hands into the warm water. It took her a couple moments to scrub the blood from her face and hands. When she was done, she turned off the water and grabbed a towel, drying her hands then her face. She let out a soft sigh as she removed the towel from her face. Her mind was working over time... And she hated it. She just stood there in front of the mirror, white knuckling the edge of the sink while her head tipped over and her blonde hair cascaded like a veil around her face.