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Nadia Danova

"I could never stop thinking that maybe she loved mysteries so much that she became one."

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a character in “The Dark Extinction”, as played by WrittenInSilverInk

Description

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Nadia D A N O V A;
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โ You know that old saying. Once you go dead, no one's better in bedโž
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โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ N A M E || by birth; Nadezhda Nikolova Bogdanova
xxxxxxxxxxgoes by; Nadia Danova

โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ A G E|| appears; 25 || actually; 680

โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ G E N D E R || Female

โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ S P E I C I E S || Vampire

โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ S E X U A L I T Y || Heterosexual



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โž  A P P E R A N C E


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F A C E C L A I M || Mila Kunis
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โ•ณ โ•ณ HEIGHT& W E I G H T โ•ณ โ•ณ
5โ€™5 || 120 lbs

โ•ณ โ•ณ BODY B U I L D โ•ณ โ•ณ
Slim yet muscular

โ•ณ โ•ณ T A T T O O Sโ•ณ โ•ณ
This || This || & This

โ•ณ โ•ณ P I E R C I N G S โ•ณ โ•ณ
Her ears like: this

โ•ณ โ•ณ GENERAL D I S C R I P T I O N โ•ณ โ•ณ
Nadia has dark brown hair witch flows down her pale olive skin in shiny waves. She stands short but her body is well toned. She has big dark brown eyes that look innocent and sultry at the same time. Her makeup is always a smokey smudgy eye and she can normally be found in all black.



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โ˜ฝ Her Bloodlust
โ˜ฝ Over caring
โ˜ฝ Her fear of attachment

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โ˜ฝ Death || She wants to live forever
โ˜ฝ Losing another loved one || Takat scarred her
โ˜ฝ Losing Control || She doesnโ€™t want to kill whole families anymore

โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ L I K E S
โ˜ฝ Blood โ˜ฝ Drama โ˜ฝ Traveling โ˜ฝ Her home village โ˜ฝ Befriending kings and queens โ˜ฝ Money โ˜ฝ 50โ€™s music โ˜ฝ Shakespeare โ˜ฝ 19th century books โ˜ฝ Poetry โ˜ฝ Fashion

โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ D I S L I K E S

โ˜ฝ The Turks โ˜ฝ Holidays โ˜ฝ Being Alone โ˜ฝ Blood Lust โ˜ฝ Heartless Relationships โ˜ฝ Cold Seasons โ˜ฝ Coffee โ˜ฝ Kids โ˜ฝ Bugs โ˜ฝ The Hunters โ˜ฝ Current music




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I really wish I could just bring
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but that's scarier then the things
I'm feeling.
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Nadia is simply an emotional wreck. She spent a long time not caring, killing ruthlessly, and torturing Takat. At some point in time nearly 100 year ago Nadia realized the error of her ways and had to bring herself to stop all this killings and face what sheโ€™s done. Although when she faced the things she herself had inflicted on people she broke down. Now in present day she finds it hard to even believe she killed on the people she did.

Coming to terms with all of it was hard for her and since she did she has been trying her hardest to receive redemption for what she did by helping others. She cares and personally tries to help everyone that she meets in some sort of way.

Her overall era is quiet and reserved. This is not because she is shy but because sheโ€™s been through a lot and just now has few things in her life she likes talking about. She isnโ€™t trying to be rude by it, it is just the way she is. But when faced with something she believes in she can be fiercely passionate.



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โž  H I S T O R Y

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In 1335 Nadezhda Nikolova Bogdanova was born in present day Bulgaria. Shortly before she was born Bulgaria was taken over by the Ottoman Empire. Born into the feud of Turkeyโ€™s control on Bulgaria, Nadezhda was born into hectic life. Being in the lower class Nadezhda spent the majority of her childhood and early teen years doing odd jobs about her village. Crisis was going all around her yet here in her life everything was so calm in her life, she didnโ€™t have much but she had people that loved her and somehow that was enough. Nadezhda had four sisters and town brothers and they all lived in a small two bedroom house, they each owned two dresses and everything was always dirty. Everyone around them lived in the same dirt conditions and yet Nadia didnโ€™t realize just how unfortunate they were living. Ignorance is bliss she supposed.

Life was good until a terrible day in the middle of a sticky summer. Sheโ€™s heard rumors previously about the Turks stealing young boys away to raise them Muslim but she never did believe them. That was until one day when they came to take her five year old brother. She can still remember her mother pleading with them but they just ignored her. After he was gone that house fell into a deep silence that lasted for years, everyone was too heartbroken to speak and really there was no reason to, the Turks had come in and broke there perfect family bubble.

For years after that no one was really the same, her family went through the motions but there was no depth. Nadezhda had merely one or two friends and had no offers for marriage. Her life had come to a stop nothing was moving, nothing was nothing. Up until she got a job running errands for a right family in the richer village near hers. It was really nothing just doing odd jobs for them for a couple cents if even that. The family treated her like trash but she learnt to ignore it, make ends meet.

The owners of the house had a son a little older than Nadezhda, a respectful politician with mysterious eyes and wild hair. He was naturally attracted to her looks ignoring her empty personality. Mindlessly he pursued her trying to get her to fall for his mysterious charm. Although Nadezhda repeatedly turned him down she could care less for love or anything else he was offering.

Takat, was the sonโ€™s name, and he was known for his firing temper and it was always mused amongst crowd that he had a darkness about him. No one even speculated though that he was a vampire, no one even guessed it. One wintery day when Takat was trying to force himself upon Nadezhda, she managed to slap him in the face, firing up his anger. Upon his anger his did something that she could never forgive, he turned her into a vampire.

With a newfound strength and hunger, Nadezhda in an out of control moment killed one of Takatโ€™s sister, an act unforgivable to him. In return that night Takat preceded to kill Nadezhdaโ€™s whole family, brutally ripping them all to shreds. And that was the start of a nearly 500 year feud.

With no family keeping Nadezhda in Bulgaria she moved to France where she struck up a romance with a French lord. She was empty but pretended to be in love with him for his money and life style. She found life was good for her in that French city until Takat showed up to once again terrorize her. Since Nadezhda didnโ€™t have the patience to deal with him, she killed the brother he had brought along with him to France in retaliation. In return Taket killed her French lover.

Over the next few centuries Nadezhda found flames within princes and noblemen, befriended princesses, and found family in long distance relatives. But every person she could ever care about Takat killed, just as Nadezhda killed everyone Takat cared about. It was a never ending feud between the two.

Finally Nadezhda had caught word of the booming new America and decided she wanted this war with Takat to finally end. Gathering herself and another vampire she had befriended they worked together to kill Takat, finally setting Nadezhda free. With her new found freedom she changed to her name to Nadia Danova and settled off into America to start her new life.

In America Nadia found a new sense of freedom, and not in the democracy type of way. With so much land to explore and the west ward expansion finally happening to had miles and miles and miles of unchartered territory to feed off whole families without anyone knowing they were missing. It was truly vampire heaven.

After America started to get a bit too populous for her to take out entire families, Nadia decided to move again. Finally feeling free and in touch with her vampirism she decided it was time to explore the whole world, take in everything. So she did, and while she was out she saw the beauty in human nature. With this newfound love for humanโ€™s she stopped taking out whole finally and killing people all together, only drinking from blood bags and from the vein but not enough to kill them.

Things were going good until the new found weapons and the people that want to kill off her entire species. Not she is stuck working with other supernatural creatures to try to save the supernatural race.

And oh boy should this be an interesting time.



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C R E A T E D B Y || WrittenInSilverInk
F I L L E D O U T B Y || WrittenInSilverInk


So begins...

Nadia Danova's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Roslyn Todd Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Delia Stanis Character Portrait: Jordan Jessup Character Portrait: Alexandra Herrmann Character Portrait: Jason Hunt Character Portrait: Eamon Duke Character Portrait: Jezebel Klithe Character Portrait: Zachary Black Character Portrait: Dezember Ortega Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Declan Cane Character Portrait: Blake Alderman Character Portrait: Lydia Pearce Character Portrait: Elise Sividibus Character Portrait: Ronan Grendel Character Portrait: Augustus Frey
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L A S - V E G A S , N E V A D A // 2 0 6 3

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

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

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

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





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"Glorious smog." Luca said with disgust as he exited the taxi onto the strip in the center of Vegas. He turned to look towards his sister as he held the door open for her while she slid across the back seat and stepped out onto the sidewalk. After she exited the cab, he leaned back in to hand the driver some cash then grabbed Georgy's backpack she forgot on the floor. Once the car drove off he stepped up beside his sister that was in awe of the city. He scoffed before holding out the backpack towards her "What would you do without me?" She barely paid him any attention, pushing his hand out of her way as she stepped forward, leaning against a parking meter. What the hell is so fascinating about this place? Luca sighed in aggravation, dropping the bag at her feet, "Look Georgy I'm not your God damn pack mule!"

That was what broke her silence, causing her to spin around and look at him with a menacing grin, "Ah, come on! You don't want to change into a mule for me? If you asked nicely I'd even let you carry me around too." Luca wasn't amused, he stared at her with pursed lips and his arms crossed over his chest, "Ya done?" He nodded his head in the direction they needed to head in. He didn't wait for her while she grabbed the backpack, throwing it over her shoulder before chasing after him. "Luca!" She shouted after him, causing him to slow down slightly before she caught up. "Look I just want to get there, ok?" Georgy groaned at him, "What's your deal? This place is awesome!... Why can't we explore the city first before going down there?"

"You know I hate cities. And... People," Luca said as he glared at some woman that had the nerve to smile at him as they crossed paths. "I want to be in Romania... Not Vegas." He said the word with such disgust that it made his sister move to move in front of him, making him stop dead in his tracks, "What?" He rolled his eyes while he sighed, crossing his arms back over his chest once again, preparing himself for the unavoidable lecture that he was sure Georgy was preparing.

"Do you wanna go back to Romania? Because I mean we can. Yeah, let's go back to a country where we're no longer welcome and live out the oh..." She looked down at her wrist like she was checking the time, "5 Minutes we'd survive there!" Luca sighed, she was shouting, and once you got her going she wouldn't stop. And that's all they needed was her to let slip what they were in the middle of the city. So before she could say another word, he clenched his jaw, grabbing her by the upper arm and leading her into an alley. But once they were away from prying ears, she started back up again like un-pausing a movie, "We have no choice Luca! We barely have enough of us to make a pack anymore. Do you want to kill the rest of us off because you decided you didn't want to be in Vegas anymore?" When he didn't respond, she kept going, "This is our best chance. With the others here we might be able to turn this... war around." He still wasn't convinced. He'd trade a city that never sleeps, species he can't stand and annoying drunk Humans for the forests of Romania any day.

"Maybe it is. But we don't need to be here to grow our numbers. We're not like Vampires or Demons who can turn someone or get someone to sell their soul. We have to repopulate and wait 15-18 years for them to mature and change for the first time." Georgy placed her hand on his chest, making a joke like she always did, "Well I'm flattered. But your my brother... That's frowned upon in most societies." She followed it with a playful laugh. He just shook his head, but a slight smile tugged at his lips. After another moment of silence, she broke it once more "Look at the bright side. People die here like all the time... So you can kill until your heart's content." Luca grinned, he liked that idea. He went to follow his sister who started to head back out to the street, but stopped to turn and look at him holding up a finger, "As long as you don't attract Dark hunters."




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Georgy knew her brother had absolutely no idea where they were going. He never seemed to have a clue what was going on, just usually followed her lead because she always did. But it didn't stop him from questioning her when they reached an entrance to a subway, "So we're going from a city that smells like shit to a worse smelling subway? Seriously Georgy." She sighed with aggravation, "Shut up and come on." She turned her back to him and stepped onto the escalator. Being the clumsy person she is she nearly miss the step which would have resulted in her rolling down the very long staircase, bumping into every person on the way down. But Luca knew how she was, and without a blink of an eye, he nonchalantly extended his hand, grabbing her by the backpack to keep her from falling. "Why do I even worry that someone's going to kill you? You're just going to kill yourself."

When they reached the bottom, the entire crowd of people went to the left but Georgy lead her brother right. They made their way through a dark corridor until they came to an "Authorized Personnel Only" marked door. Neither one of them had an issue when it came to breaking the rules, but they still had to check and make sure the coast was clear. Then she pulled a key out of her pocket, wiggling it in her brother's face first in a Voila manner, before slipping it in the doorknob, twisting it and unlocking the door. They made their way down another long set of stairs, which obviously was starting to annoy Luca who piped up, "There needs to be an elevator." Once at the bottom, they were faced with another door. Grinning Georgy put her hand on the door, turning to face her brother, "Welcome to the Underworld!" She opened to the door to reveal an entire city that lived beneath Vegas. A city of 24/7 darkness. Perfect for all the supernaturals that inhabited it.

Georgy was surprised at how many others were down here. It gave her hope. Hope that maybe they had a chance to survive this. But in the grander scheme of things, this was just a small fraction of a civilization in comparison to the 7+ billion Humans above the surface. But each supernatural counted for at least 3 Humans... So that's a start right? Georgy didn't hesitate to wait around for her brother, fascinated by their new world, she wanted to explore, and maybe run into someone she knows. But contrary to what Georgy thought, Luca wasn't stupid either, "Who are we looking for?" He said in a monotone voice, not really in the I-Spy mood. "No one." She said with a mischievous grin. "Yeah... Sure." He sighed while rolling his eyes.

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Nadia was a nightwalker โ€“ as all vampires are. So naturally Nadia hated towns that slept in the night and came alive during the day. Vegas seemed like the place to exist since it is the city that never sleeps, but she found herself despising the place. Hookers and drug dealers everywhere, everything sexualized, all the bright lights, it was really starting to make her head spin. Not to mention just the idea of being back in America made her squeamish. All it did was bring back memories of her bloodlust years. She really would prefer to be Milan. Although the Underworld โ€“ the city under the city was quite nice, since it was eternal darkness, meaning sunless, she was able to interact with people in all hours of the day โ€“ something she was never able to do when she was above ground.

She had arrived yesterday and mostly kept to herself but today was a new day and she couldnโ€™t stand the idea of spending one more minute in silence. Stripping off her light wash jeans and red flannel in the comfort of her own new apartment, she slipped herself into a black and red assemble before straightening her hair and applying red lipstick. Her goal was ultimately to stand out as the vampire whilst trying to look intimidating, not that her personality would allow it.

Humming the tune to Twist and Shout, Nadia decided to explore the likes of the Underworld. โ€œYou know you twist, little girlโ€ she mumbled in a barely above a whisper singing voice. She had seen the Beatles up close and personal, she remembered the concert vaguely but the memory was still there. She killed numerous people that night and yet she still smiled as she met the band members. She was inhumane back then, Nadia had grown to accept it.

The underworld had reminded her a great deal of her home in Bulgaria, it had the cold dark feel about it that her home village had, had. Although the underworld didnโ€™t have her family waiting to love her. Just the thought of her family had brought her spirts down and ignited her crankiness about being here. Then the impending thirst that she knew sheโ€™d soon need to quench just so happened to make everything a thousand times worse. Not people to feed on of course, blood bags had become her best friend.

She saw a few people here and there chatting and what not but soon she realized just how much it reeked. โ€œI guess someone let the dogs in,โ€ she mumbled to herself with a groan and she gazed around.

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Eamon sat on the dining table with crossed legs, humming merrily to himself and as he played with the bloody knife if his hand. He was watching the patterns the blood splatters had made on he roof. He was in a fairly good mood today, which was good considering where he was expected to show up any minute now. I mean, he couldn't just kill all of them when he got annoyed. Mostly because killing each other in amounts that high didn't really fly in the dark races, but also because they weren't helpless humans. They would be able to hold their own if he tried to kill them.

He suddenly stopped human and looked down at all the bloodied bodies he had killed with the knife in his hand. He'd definitely ended this party with a bang. He was happy to kill with whatever means, but knife's were always his favourite. He loved the way you could sculpt and create art with a knife. It wasn't just killing, it was painting. However one of the bodies he noticed was heaving for breath. Frowning he got up and walked over to the body, using his foot to roll the body ever so he could see it's face. "Oops," Eamon said easily, like he had just accidentally got bit of eggshell in his eggs.

Before he could correct his mistake though he heard sirens, coming from quite a distance away. "Way to take your time," He said to himself as he walked over to the window, drawing back the blind slightly so he could watch the squad cars pull up. He had let one person go, in order for them to contact the police. He'd liked to see a story play through until he end. He then stood over the breathing man, "Dream of me," he said smiling cruelly before he disappeared.

Eamon reappeared instantly at the meeting place in Medusa's in the Underworld, the cruel smile still lingering on his face just slightly. He could remember a time when teleporting around had been tough. It used to disorientate him badly. However now he was very used to it, it was lie walking through a door, and he never bat an eye and suddenly being somewhere completely different.

He looked at each person currently in the room, giving them all a once over. None of them impressing him, at least not enough to actually talk to. He gave Luna a little eyebrow raise in way of a greeting. He'd been summoned by her a few times in their pasts. Nadia was here too, they were still friends but since she'd gone soft she was less fun to be around. So he took his place, standing in the corner. He pulled out his knife, still bloody, and balanced the point on it on his index finger, keeping himself occupied until this thing started. He hoped it didn't take long, he wanted out of this skin suit, but anything other than that was a waste of his time.

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Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Maya Corbett
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Maya hoped that she wasn't late. She strutted towards the underground with a smirk on her face. She loved these type of events, because it tested everyone's urges to not attack or kill each other. They needed to focus on the bigger threat though, which was not only Humans, but the Dark Hunters who were now smarter.

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

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

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

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Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Delia Stanis Character Portrait: Eamon Duke Character Portrait: Dezember Ortega Character Portrait: Declan Cane Character Portrait: Lydia Pearce Character Portrait: Ronan Grendel Character Portrait: Augustus Frey Character Portrait: Maya Corbett
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The flight to Vegas had been rather nice, since Augustus got there before dawn. Then his limbo drove him to an abandoned mine, one of the many entrances to Underworld. The vampire generally avoided Underworld, he usually avoided any place with a dense population of supernaturals. They only attracted hunters. No, he thought it would be better if the others spread out more. Being worried about the security, he had brought a few of his own guards just in case.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes, of course there was a reason."

"Care to share it?"

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

"You look much better in the hat."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Delia Stanis Character Portrait: Jordan Jessup Character Portrait: Alexandra Herrmann Character Portrait: Jason Hunt Character Portrait: Eamon Duke Character Portrait: Dezember Ortega Character Portrait: Declan Cane Character Portrait: Blake Alderman Character Portrait: Lydia Pearce Character Portrait: Elise Sividibus Character Portrait: Ronan Grendel Character Portrait: Augustus Frey Character Portrait: Maya Corbett Character Portrait: Erik Tantibus
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Jason's hands griped around the steering wheel of the truck, his knuckles beginning to whiten. The memories of yesterday still replaying through his mind. He was in the middle of a hunt when the bloody banshee practically tackled him to the ground, warning him of his younger sisters death. He didn't know what to believe, he knew he should of killed the girl. But he felt like the girl was telling him the truth and he couldn't risk the life of his younger sister. So against his better judgement he let the girl go. And right now he was regretting it, though his sister did live. He felt like he completely failed in his job as a hunter. But he also questioned if all the supernatural were bad.

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

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

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






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"You tell me Wreck-it-Ralph. I am on your level currently." Luca replied to her with his usual stonic expression on his face. It made it much that much more of a challenge getting him to smile was something that Luna had tried to do for years. Only once had she ever accomplished it but she was pretty sure she dreamnt the whole thing as it when she blinked his face remained emotionless so since then she has constantly tried to get him to smile whenever she saw him.

"Please wreck-it-Ralph hasn't got amazing fashion sense like me." Her usual cocky smirk plastered across her face.
"Plus I'm to fabulous, you'll never reach my level" She'd wink at him as she played with the ends of her hair by twisting them around her finger.
"Hey Luca? "In your hurry to grow, did your brain develop properly? She asked seriously, but it didn't last long as she started to giggle.

Soon after her little joke, many people began to enter the room. Eamon being one of them, she knew him mainly due to her summoning him a few times. Not for any specific reasons she just thought he was a cool demon and she liked to give him some work every now and then, nodding to him in acknowledgement as she let her eyes wander around the room taking in her surroundings and everyone in them.

Turning her gaze back to Luca she noticed that while he was more or less commending his sister to sit beside him, his gaze remained on Luna. Luna wasn't one that felt uncomfortable with usually being stared at but something about Luca always made her nervous around him, especially when he looked at her. So before her cheeks would become more pink than they were all ready she looked away from him.

Looking at the other supernatural she couldn't help but shift in her seat. It seemed that many of the leaders had come in pairs, and it seemed that her fellow leader Jordan hadn't turned up yet. Not that it surprised her or anything he was known for usually being late or not particularly interested in anything that resulted in team work.
"It seem's my fellow necromancer is late as usual.. But is this everyone?"She questioned no one in particular

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Character Portrait: Roslyn Todd Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Delia Stanis Character Portrait: Jordan Jessup Character Portrait: Eamon Duke Character Portrait: Zachary Black Character Portrait: Dezember Ortega Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Declan Cane Character Portrait: Lydia Pearce Character Portrait: Elise Sividibus Character Portrait: Ronan Grendel Character Portrait: Maya Corbett Character Portrait: Erik Tantibus
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"Do you really have to go out again?" Cadence asks, watching Jordan don his usual going out attire; Black jacket, hole-y jeans, and a shirt thats obviously been through the wringer. He glances at her from the corner of his eye, frowning a bit."Yes I do, and by the way what happened to doing your homework?" Her eyes go wide, pursing her lips into a scowl. "Its so boring!" She complains, the same old argument shes been using forever now. Jordan rolls his eyes and stoops to lace up his shoes.

"Just go do it," he says through clenched teeth. Managing his temper, knowing it will only do more harm than good to yell at her about it. They've been doing this dance since she started school, and its entirely too exhausting to focus on...No, he has more important things to do right now.

"Whatever," She huffs and stands. Seconds later her arms wrapping around Jordan "Love you, come back soon okay?" He returns the hug, freezing at a feeling of breath on his neck. He doesn't have to look in the mirror to know that nobody is actually there, just a long forgotten memory. A memory that makes gasping, choking noises next to his ear.'You let her parents die Jordan, you don't deserve her love.' It whispers, cackling wildly just a moment after. Ice cold power surges through him for just a moment, ready to explode outward but he combats it, digging his fingernails into his skin to distract himself.

"I will," he replies tightly, loosening his grip on her quickly. After composing himself, and doing his best to ignore the memory thats standing just over Cadence, looking smug as it runs ghostly fingers through her brunette hair.
"Be good, while I'm gone." He says, promptly shooing her away, turning towards the mirror one last time to glance at his reflection. The memory is still standing there, grinning wide to show off bloodstained teeth. He doesn't recognize this one, though he knows there are plenty of people who have died by his hands that he doesn't remember. She is likely among the ones slaughtered during his infamous killing spree several years back.

He's already late - or so he suspects, so he doesn't bother hurrying along with things. Stopping off to acquire a pack of cigarettes from a corner store, before finally making his way towards the one place that doesn't require him to hide away in the shadows.
As he continues on his path the ache of guilt begins to surface in his gut. Another round of self doubt arising in the wake of his near outburst earlier. He looks around wildly, simply waiting for the appearance of more 'memories,' their dull whisper-y voices already bouncing around the inside of his head. However in the time it takes him to arrive to his destination only the one from before continues to hang around, always seen just out of the corner of his eyes. Everything about it is annoying, but he has very little choice but to endure it.

"Ostende mihi viam." He whispers, feeling the trickle of power begin to race through him. He glances around, watching the world around him turn into a jumble of colors and symbols. Hidden signs directing him to the place he needs to go. He follows the path, noticing immediately a red lit up doorway, something he wouldn't have noticed were he not using his abilities. He pushes past a door labeled "Authorized Personnel Only," descending into the darkness quickly. A grin spreads slowly on his face, taking in the sights and sounds for a moment. Its dark, but his eyes adjust quickly and he can see the throng of people here. He stops he usage of his abilities,

'Filthy creatures,' whispers the memory over his shoulder, 'all of you should be eradicated. He ignores it, knowing that hes the only one that can see it. He catches sight of a few familiar faces, but doesn't take the time to stop and chat as he heads towards the meeting place. He enters quietly, content with keeping silent for the moment. Well, that is until he hears Luna speaking "It seem's my fellow necromancer is late as usual.. But is this everyone?"

"Oh Luna, you know me, always the last to arrive, always the first to leave." He smirks, sliding into a seat.





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Late as usual, Roslyn scoffs as she checks the time, not in the least worried about showing up late to an impromptu meeting. One that she has no interest in whatsoever beyond the need to hear the latest gossip. Sure, she cares that those damn hunters are out there weeding out her kind at an alarming pace, but she could care less about many of the others. However, she consoles herself with the knowledge that if anything she will get to see her fellow leader there. It isn't every week that their paths cross after all.

The sound of muffled screams draws her attention. She glances down, as if having forgotten completely what she had been doing before. Her hands placed on either side of a human mans face, his eyes nearly completely rolled back into his head. She smiles, "Oh dear, I almost forgot about you."

Crack! A single twist and the man goes limp, dead. She removes herself from his lap, where she had been perched before. She leaves the body, a little present for whoever manages to find him. It had taken her quite a long time to carve his body up, and she was proud of the work she had done.

"Hmmm, not exactly meeting ready." She takes note of the blood, practically soaked into her formerly white button up. Splatters of it everywhere. Not that its any of her problem, the clean up is always the least fun part of it all. "It'll have to do." She says to herself.

Teleporting - though extremely rough on the gut most days - is pretty simple this time around. She makes sure to get as close to the underground entrance as possible, not wanting to risk a sighting by Hunters. Thats the last thing she needs, to get caught up in some fight with those idiots. She walks the short distance to the door, descending quickly into the darkness. She is briefly reminded of a silly horror movie she watched recently, well, sort of watched while plotting the demise of her "date."
Roslyn doesn't bother announcing her presence, simply casts her sights about the room to take stock of its inhabitants. She knows a few of them, here and there, but overall her lack of need to associate with other creatures leaves her unable to place most of the faces. She does notice Eamon, and the Necromancers of course.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Augustus spoke to her and Nadia nodded, โ€œYou too,โ€ she relied offhandedly to Augustus before turning to attention back to the other supernaturals in the room. She had heard him speak to one of the werewolves but before she could make a comment on it, Hayley walked by with a rude comment. Sneering back at the girl Nadia replied with, โ€œAt least I donโ€™t smell like wet dog.โ€

Turning back to Augustus and the werewolf she crinkled her nose, she wasnโ€™t one to just start a conversation with the enemy, she valued her life too much. Although she did give Augustus her resects for being civil, and she stood politely by as they chatted but her senses were a high reaction to any sudden movements.

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

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

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

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

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

She did not want to be here at all. Then she dropped the look and made a more serious face. "The idea of Dark Hunters never really bothered me Del, I mean they never came after me." Zachary said shrugging, "I thought that we'd be fine. I mean we're not the idiot super-naturals that the humans have been writing fiction about for centuries. But then after what happened to Mel," Zachary drifted off letting that statement hold for a few seconds. Then she went back to her usual mean bitterness. "Don't get me wrong. The bitch deserved it, and however it went down it was probably her being reckless that got her killed. It just makes you think is all. I do not want to be next."

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

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

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

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Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Delia Stanis Character Portrait: Jordan Jessup Character Portrait: Zachary Black Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Lydia Pearce Character Portrait: Augustus Frey
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Delia hadn't realized she had earphones in but mentally shrugged it off when she responded. "Huh? Oh yeah, I did it awhile ago, but I suppose it's been a while since we last met." Delia nodded at that, it had been awhile maybe too long. She didn't realize how much she missed Zachary until now, she suddenly felt like herself...her old self. "I've been fine I suppose. Just a lot more of the same, How about you?" Delia smiled "I've been good actually, I've been better though" She said with a sigh.

"The idea of Dark Hunters never really bothered me Del, I mean they never came after me." Zachary responded to her question about the meeting, Delia kind of felt the same way at first. They weren't much of a threat at first. "I thought that we'd be fine. I mean we're not the idiot super-naturals that the humans have been writing fiction about for centuries. But then after what happened to Mel." Mel was a touchy subject for Delia not as touchy as Titus however. She never found it in herself not to be friends with Mel and even over the years it seemed Delia had unconsciously forgiven her which made them closer. Though she and Melanie never had the type of friendship she and Zachary have she was a pretty close friend. "Don't get me wrong. The bitch deserved it, and however it went down it was probably her being reckless that got her killed. It just makes you think is all. I do not want to be next." There is was, the statement Delia was waiting for. She knew Zachary had never forgiven her, in fact her hatred for Melanie seemed to grow over the centuries.

"How are you dealing with the Melanie of it all?" Delia shrugged, honestly she wasn't really dealing with it. She just pushed it down to let it fuel her hatred for the dark hunters. "I'm fine, I mean there isn't much I can do about it. Like you said she was probably being reckless, probably a good thing it happened after she visited me." Delia responded as if it didn't bother her. She was good for that, hiding her feelings for the most part.

Finally they reached Medusa's, she still found it chuckle worthy that the meeting was being held there. She began to wonder who called the meeting in the first place. "You'd think with everything going on the wolves and vampires and whatever would get over themselves." Zachary said breaking Delia out of her thoughts and she chuckled at her statement. Delia could kind of agree, she honestly didn't know why the two species hated each other so much.

She took a look around the room and saw dark creatures she hoped wouldn't be there, Necromancers. Suddenly bitterness boiled up inside her as she found her seat and sat down as she gave them bitter stares.

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Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Alexandra Herrmann Character Portrait: Jason Hunt Character Portrait: Jezebel Klithe Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Blake Alderman Character Portrait: Augustus Frey Character Portrait: Maya Corbett
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Maya had been waiting for Terry while he for some unknown reason spoke to one of the vampires who went by the name Augustus, but maybe there was a slight truce between the two of them. Maya thought that Augustus was alright for a vampire, he was respectful, but the female that he was with, and the comment she made towards Hayley!? caused Maya to stare the walking corpse down with a low growl beneath her chest. "Yeah, because smelling of a rotting dead body is much better." that comment was obviously sarcastic.

If Terry was going to tell her off for that, so be it, but she wasn't going to just stand there and let that female give a comment out like that to her female leader. Maya was protective and defensive of her pack, so obviously she would step in to defend Hayley. She'd do the same for Terry too even if the both of them can handle themselves. That was just in her nature. She glanced to the side as she noticed someone else was heading their way from out the corner of her eye, and used her two fingers to salute to Luca as he nodded to herself, and Hayley to be polite.

He was a good looking guy, she wasn't going to lie, but she had heard rumors that he was a grumpy man who loved to kill humans for sport. Each to their own, but Maya would never do that, not even if humans were the only food source left. She made sure that she fed on rabbits, because they tended to breed wildly like mice, so they weren't exactly going to go into extinction anytime soon. Unlike her pack. If the Dark Hunters have their way!? then everyone in this room will be dead. Honestly, it scared her. The thought of losing Terry, or Hayley, was just.. it was too unbearable.

She'd happily put herself in-front of a Dark bullet for either one of them.

Hopefully this meeting was going to start soon, because she was ten seconds away from hurling at the stench of vampires. No offence to the respectful one, but he did stink.

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Blake knew exactly how this was going to go down, he had it all planned out in his head. He had gotten the information he needed from the blood sucker, and also the key to get them into the underworld. He headed straight to the white board in the room, picked up the marker, and began to write down the plan they needed to follow. Circling one spot to indicate their starting point. He wasn't the leader, he knew that, but he'd give his ideas anyway, even if Alex didn't like him taking the reigns on this or not. It was probably their only option.

Seeing as Jezebel was the only other hunter in the room at this moment, he spoke to her directly about the plan."We take the back entrance to the sewer pipes.. that way they won't see us coming, or even smell us." It was a good tactic, because it truly smelt like dead animals down there, and there probably was just that down there somewhere."Once they're in the meeting, we give them a moment to settle in, and we wait. We listen, and we wait. We throw in a couple of smoke bombs to confuse them.. then we attack." He pointed out on the board where the battle was going to take place with the end of the marker, his eyes now looking to Jezebel.

He'd have to run through the plan again once Alex, and lover boy gets back in the room. They needed to know what he had planned, and if they could come up with something else, something better. But this was all that he could work out for now. It wasn't a genius plan, but least entering the area unnoticed was going to be easy enough.

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Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Augustus Frey Character Portrait: Maya Corbett
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"I've seen better days. You?" Price had asked him. Augustus listened to the bickering around him, particularly that from Nadia. The last thing they needed was to start a brawl. "Not so good, especially in these times." He looked at the other werewolves and shifters. There were quite a few, always in a pack. Vampires didn't work that way. They were more distant, only coming together when in dire threat, such as the current crises.

"Since I know it's going to be brought up in the meeting, I want to discuss it now." He began, waving Nadia in to join the conversation. "As far as I'm concerned, there's no good reason that there should be beef between us. I've been on this earth for two thousand years and I still don't know what this feud is about. While I'm sure that many of my kind would like to continue this pissing contest that we've been competing over, we unfortunately have bigger troubles on our hands."

"I suggest he have a truce. Together we have a much better chance of survival than separate." He held out his hand as a gesture. Price was no friend of the vampire, neither were vampires to werewolves. Yet Augustus knew that Price wished only what was best for his pack and a truce could possibly save them.

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Character Portrait: Roslyn Todd Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Nadia Danova Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Delia Stanis Character Portrait: Jordan Jessup Character Portrait: Eamon Duke Character Portrait: Zachary Black Character Portrait: Dezember Ortega Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Declan Cane Character Portrait: Lydia Pearce Character Portrait: Elise Sividibus Character Portrait: Ronan Grendel Character Portrait: Augustus Frey Character Portrait: Maya Corbett Character Portrait: Erik Tantibus
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Luca hadn't be outside with Terry and the Vamps for more than a minute before the hostile Nadia chimed in at his question, โ€œItโ€™s as if we are in a zoo with all these animals.โ€ He leaned forward slightly to glance around Terry's head to look at the feisty brunette vampire, "Well then you should feel right at home." He smirked while raising a brow at her. Luca quickly began to feel like everyone was showing up at the same time, because not shortly after the witty banter with Nadia, 2 more women showed up at the Medusa. One saying very loudly for all of them to hear, "You'd think with everything going on the wolves and vampires and whatever would get over themselves." Being the smart ass he is, Luca glanced over his shoulder towards the female, "Hey, this whatever is a Shapeshifter." He pointed at himself when he said "whatever" and then gave a thumbs up at the end of his statement.

Luca shifted his attention back towards the elder male vampire before him, that addressed Terry about the very evident Elephant in the room. "Since I know it's going to be brought up in the meeting, I want to discuss it now. As far as I'm concerned, there's no good reason that there should be beef between us. I've been on this earth for two thousand years and I still don't know what this feud is about. While I'm sure that many of my kind would like to continue this pissing contest that we've been competing over, we unfortunately have bigger troubles on our hands. I suggest he have a truce. Together we have a much better chance of survival than separate." When the male concluded, he extended his right hand out towards Terry in offering of a truce. Luca was slightly impressed by the blatant openness of the vampire, but he still didn't like the idea of the truce. How long could it honestly last? But this wasn't his decision, it was Terry's.




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Georgy grew impatient in her chair, bringing her left hand up to push back the sleeve of her jacket on her right arm. Glancing down at her watch, she saw the time, and with an aggravated groan she stood up, pushing her chair backwards. Weaving through chairs and people, she made her way to the curtain door, walking through it nearly bumping into a woman with blue hair. "Oh... sorry." She offered an apologetic smile, while holding open the curtain door for the female and her friend. Once they were through she headed towards the entrance of the bar, pushing chairs out of her way, not really having the patience to weave through them. Reaching the door, she pushed it open, "Sorry for the interruption," crossing her arms over her chest while propping the door open with her right foot. "Luca! You can be pissed at me all you want... I don't care. But please take your sulking ass back inside." She motioned her hands in a circle, pointing them towards the inside of the bar, "I'd appreciate having my giant, brute of a brother backing me up."

Georgy waited a moment in the doorway, flashing everyone else around a smile. She didn't like coming off as a bitch but her brother was ridiculous. Luca, still not moving, she sighed heavily while tapping her foot loud enough so he would hear it. "Jesus Georgy I'm coming!" He practically growled. "Thank you," Satisfied, Georgy smiled happily as she spun around to go back inside. "I saw that," She didn't have to look back at her brother to know that he rolled his eyes at her as he followed after her.

Upon reentering the increasingly over crowded room, Georgy made her way to head of the table while Luca maneuvered through people, taking a seat beside Luna. Standing at the epicenter of the room, Georgy cleared her throat nervously before speaking towards everyone, "Hello everyone. First of all, I'd like to thank everyone for coming. I know it's a lot to ask, and many of us don't quite see eye to eye." She shot a glare towards her brother before continuing, "We all know why we're here. And I, as much as the next person, wish that we didn't have to go to such extremes but... I fear we have no other choices at our disposal." As she continued to talk, she noticed she was gaining more and more of the rooms attention. And as more eyes settled on her, she began to grow more and more nervous. She hated being the center of attention and her brother gave no support, sitting there watching her like everyone else. The nerves began to make her hands shake, and to avoid looking weak or scared to everyone else, she placed her hands down on the table leaning against them.

"Our numbers, as a whole, are a fraction of what they used to be... And within the last decade at least 5 other species of Supers have gone extinct." Georgy swallowed hard while glancing over towards Declan and Dezember, hoping to get reassuring smiles or something from her friends before looking back out towards the group. "So we need to figure out how we all are going to turn the odds in our favor!... And as much as we hate it, we all need to work together."

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Declan didn't react at all to Luca getting upset with him. In a way, he was embarrassed by what he said considering that was Luca's sister but he overall looked rather smug about the whole situation. He actually ignored the siblings and gave his attention to his protรฉgรฉ, Dezember. "Any exciting tales to tell about work? I actually brought a man to hell today and it was rather intriguing. He was a large fellow with a huge gut and the most ridiculously stereotypical redneck hair do you could imagine. It turned out that man not only raped women..." He paused for dramatic effect. "He murdered their families if they tried to talk. How peculiar?"

He gave her a moment to react when his attention was drawn back onto Georgy who took center stage in the run down pub to make any announcement. He turned his chair to face her better and sat up straight but leaned enough to make it seem like he was truly engaged in every word she had to say. "Hello everyone. First of all, I'd like to thank everyone for coming. I know it's a lot to ask, and many of us don't quite see eye to eye." Declan watched her shoot a glare towards Luca which only made Declan look even more smug than before.

"We all know why we're here. And I, as much as the next person, wish that we didn't have to go to such extremes but... I fear we have no other choices at our disposal." The room slowly became more silent as more people began to pay attention. Declan could easily sense that she was getting nervous. He prepared himself to stand up and support her by fixing his suit. He was only going up there if he looked most presentable.

"Our numbers, as a whole, are a fraction of what they used to be... And within the last decade at least 5 other species of Supers have gone extinct." Georgy glanced towards him and Dezember and he made sure to give his most convincing smile to help put her nerves at ease. "So we need to figure out how we all are going to turn the odds in our favor!... And as much as we hate it, we all need to work together." Declan took the moment of silence to stand up next to her. He stood rather close and he had an expression like he was asking for a challenge but not from Luca. He was there to keep the others from daring to question Georgy.

"Georgeta is right." He spoke formally. "These foolish quarrels that we have with each other or what's diminishing our once great numbers." He was addressing the werewolves and vampires mostly. "But more importantly, we are allowing pride and ignorance to blind our judgement on noticing the real threat." He put one hand in his pocket. "It's not just the dark metal or Dark Hunters we need to worry about anymore... It's mankind."

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Social standard would have him shake hands with the statue vampire. Point as he made about the feud with no real reason, and how it'd be easier to put their differences aside and just work together. Indeed, humans were gaining ground on the dark creatures and posing a threat to all. If Terry would ever claim truce with a species he didn't like, now would be the most appropriate time. He was sure it sounded like a complete dream deal to most. But Hayley and the pretty vampire who was unable to help herself on comments of the wet dog smell they apparently gave off, was just a preview of the bumps to come.

Terry was glad to have Luca by his side at this point of time, just as feeling of reassurance, even as opinionated and hot-headed as he was. Eventually Terry sighed out, looking at the vampires hand. "I can't promise that on all werewolves behalf," he admitted. Terry actually felt half bad for refusing a word of truce, but he didn't know how honorable vampires were, Augustus, highly likely with his age and embedded manners, but Terry knew, there'd be that odd one that just out spite and rebellion, that would seek the opposite species for a fight. Best not to lead on false hope and announce their own war later when the truce fell apart.

"It's just gonna work for the better that we hold off," he said. After all, for the moment they weren't culling each others type, or causing any physical harm anyway. Not wanting to stay in the one spot after rejecting a truce, Terry pat Luca's back as a "thanks for being here" type of gesture and headed into Medusa's.

Catching a brief glance of the Gorgon and Necromancers in which she exchanged cold glances too, Terry smirked. "You'd think with everything going on the gorgons and necromancers would get over themselves," he mimicked. He moved to his own little area in time to catch Georgy's unison speech.

Suddenly, his attention shifted to sudden drama between, banshee and demon, and it made Terry feel kinda good. He and the vampires weren't the first to break into a fight like he so dreadfully anticipated.

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She couldn't believe Nadia. Who did she think she was? Duh a blood sucker. But Hayley knew it was better to bite her tongue but then Maya broke in. She smiled at Maya and carefully looked at Terry who was speaking with Luca. "Thanks Maya but I had told about you that in the past. When I talk sneerful. I like to keep that with just me." She said smiling.

Then she listened as the speech began to go on. She understood that things were happening like that and she felt that it was terrible we were going extent. But she wasn't one to have any ideas. She watched as then some drama went down. It wouldn't be the supernatural without drama.

She felt that she was piling it on thick for once. And it looked exactly like that. "Well not to break up drama. Because I love it. But what do you expect we do? We don't have many but do we plan to attack? Or do we plan to go forth and multiple. Just what is it exactly you want to do. Because I think a lot of us would like to be filled in." She said smiling. She knew that this definitely did not look good for her that she was actually concerned but hey she might as well try to go out with a bang.

She glanced at them wondering what they were going to say next. And maybe answer her question she had shouted.

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Augustus sighed as Price had declined the truce. What possible reason was there to not accept? He wondered what exactly Price had in mind for the survival of his pack. A war may not exist as of the moment, but he knew that it could come at any time and when it did it would be a blood math. Then the hunters would pick up the pieces.

Augustus listened to the concerns quietly until he voiced his concerns. "I believe if we continued this war, we would lose regardless of our strategy. We can't fight them head on, we're outnumbered, we're outgunned, and we don't have the means to expand. Which leaves only two other options. Either we create an independent nation far from the others, which is unlikely, or we integrate ourselves into society."

"I have a plan should we choose the latter. The vampire clans can back a reparation payment to the United States government for...the atrocities that we've caused. In exchange the president will sign an executive order stating that we are now applicable for citizenship and it will be the responsibility of the states on how to handle us. We can then influence the southwest into becoming friendly to our kind, even if is just through the government. As for the hunters, in the supernatural friendly states, they would probably be integrated into the police and those that continue on their missions would be marked as terrorists"

Augustus took a metal canteen filled with blood from his jacket. After taking a swig he let out another sigh before the proposal continued. "If we did that the war would end in these areas at least, allowing us to get back on our feet and recover a portion of our numbers. There would still be violence from the hunters, but at least they would be fewer in number and we would have some support."

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Luca shifted in his seat uneasily as his sister's speech, for lack of a better term was interrupted by the Demon and Banshee. He didn't really know the reason for the tussle or cared. On a regular day he'd let the disagreement continue and probably kick back with some popcorn and enjoy it. But even if he didn't like the idea of working together, he still had little patience for those rude enough to show up to the meeting and fight before it could really get under way. So with an agitated sigh, Luca stood up, kicking his chair backwards before making his way over to the men. Reaching them just as the Demon disappeared, then re-appeared on the other side of the room. He sighed, running his hands over his face before speaking towards Ronan, "Look, whatever reason you have for wanting to kick a Demon's ass is probably worth while... But, if we could either wait until after my sister is done or take it outside, I'd be very appreciative." Luca made sure he only spoke loud enough for the man to hear. As much as he loved fights and whatever else, he wasn't try to cause any farther arguments. He had no issue with the Banshee. Just wanted his sister to get the attention she deserved because he knew she was terrified of public speaking.

Luca turned his attention towards Hayley as she asked the questions he knew were inevitably going to be asked of his sister but before Georgy had a time to reply, the male vampire chimed in with his 2 cents. He talked about some stupid bullshit about creating a new nation or trying to blend into society and get citizenship. Maya then began to agree with the male Vampire. Luca shook his head slightly while laughing before saying, "So you're saying you think we should either try to become our nation which would stop absolutely nothing... We'd just be our own country, that's if we could find land and hope that would stop the war. But it wouldn't, they'd just have a nation to target and a more direct idea about our location. And last I checked the only land that didn't really have a claim on it already was Antartica. You may be cold blooded because you're dead, but some of us can still die of hypothermia."

He looked over towards his sister before glancing back towards the room, counting the second option on his fingers as if listing off the possibilities, "Or we let Dracula and his band of blood suckers petition the government?" Luca was literally laughing at such a naive idea. "This is beyond governments and politics. I, for one, would never put my life and trust in the hands of the Vampires to discuss executive order and citizenship. You want us to conform to society... blend in. Some, such as the Vampires, can and have blended in with humans easily for centuries. But what about those that can't? I don't want to have to change who I am to fit into a society ran by egotistical humans that believe they are the end all be all. Laws and citizenships don't end wars and murder. We will STILL be hunted mercilessly regardless of whatever the 'government' says. Plus, let us not forget the simple fact that the President was one of those who thought turning their efforts against us was a good idea? We did not ask for these lives. But they are OUR LIVES and we have a right to fight for them."

"And although Maya and Augustus make good points. I don't think that'll be enough. We'll still be hunted. Politicians... Media... They've all made us out to be these enemies when we lived in hidden silence for years. They act as if we kill more than the rapists and serial killers that plague the streets of every city. We're an easy target to aim their hatred at. It's easier to point fingers at us than accept their own flaws and short comings. And as much 'having our own nation, city or whatever' sounds appealing, we'd have to assume that humans are accepting. Which they aren't... hell they alienated people of darker skin color and made them slaves just because they looked different. Imagine how much worse it'd be since we actually are different."





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Georgy shouldn't have been shocked when they were together barely 15 minutes and there were already people starting to fight. She brought her hand up to scratch her head nervously. She hated public speaking. How was she supposed to make all these very different people come together to try and just survive. She desperately wanted to reach out and take Declan's hand because just that small amount of contact would help give her the strength and confidence she needed. But as if timed perfectly, Maya made her way up front, taking her hand whispering something about picturing them naked. Georgy couldn't help but chuckle at the comment. Thankfully Luca could see the disruption made her lose her train of thought and shift about nervously. So he went over to the one Banshee male, saying something inaudible but by the looks of it her brother was actually trying to be a decent person. But what he did next really took her by surprise. He actually spoke up. That wasn't something Luca did very often.

Knowing that she now had the full support of her brother, Georgy was able to continue, "To answer your question Hayley... No I don't have a clear answer on how to solve all of our problems. But I do know that it needs to start here, in this room." She pointed down at the ground as she spoke, slowly gaining more confidence as she spoke. "Everyone that is left looks towards us for guidance. And we're still quarreling about petty feuds that are centuries old. What good does it do? We are putting all our effort towards battles that haven't been resolved for hundreds of years when we have a clear and more precedent danger right at our door step. We could go back to living on our own but we will die that way. They'll be able to hunt us and expect our tactics because each species is predictable. Kill vampires during the day when they can't travel, attract Reapers by causing death... It's not difficult to end us when we are isolated and separated. But when we are together... We're unpredictable. We can balance each others' weaknesses with another's strengths. Moves and counter moves."

"I'm not saying this will be easy... Because it won't be. But if we all continue to be stubborn and allow our egos to get the better of us we won't be getting anywhere. If you're out numbered 1000 to 1, who is going to want to come help you when you're a dick towards the only people that have the ability to help you.... You may not care about the lives of the others in this room or in your species, but you care about your own life enough to keep fighting and to be here. If you think that being on your own is the best option for your survival then by all means go."
Georgy motioned towards the door. Her nerves were completely gone. She may have been small, but she was emanating strength and hope. Something they all needed.

"And you might win for awhile. Kill the hunters that come your way. But one day there WILL be too many and there will be no one there to help you. But I agree with Luca. Humans... they think they are better than us. Superior. When they haven't accepted the facts. We are the evolution of mankind. We are stronger, faster, BETTER. We are the new age of life. They can't accept that they aren't on top of the food chain anymore. It scares them. And that is one thing that is more powerful than all of us in this room... Their fear! We need to show them why we are the monsters their children fear at night. We need to show them that we may be few in number, but we out power them ten fold. We need to show them... That we are going NO WHERE!"

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Although the younger werewolf agreed with most of the idea, the young shape shifters who spoke up thought differently. One was displaying the utter hopelessness of of the situation and the other, well the other suggested using fear of all things to fight.

"Pray tell child, how many times has this worked in history?." Augustus said, annoyed. "Us going into hiding is nothing new, no we've been losing this competition for ages. Humans are not the weaker species. They are the apex predator. They always have been. We don't evolve the way they do, we don't multiply as fast, and most importantly, we don't have the drive they do. As for fear, well fear turns to hate awful quick. That hate derived from fear is the greatest drive one can have to fight. I've seen it happen hundreds of time with even the pettiest of things. So if we were to incite the fear that we would dominate the planet, it would only deepen their resolve to kills us and take even more extreme measures. Augustus relaxed a bit. It annoyed him when the new and inexperienced lectured their elders on their own new ideas. Every vampire has had that same thought process and every time they either grew out of it with age as they realized the reality or get killed by a mob of angry men.

"As for the president, he wasn't the start of this, that goes back before he was elected. During his last election, some colleagues and I supported one of his super pacts. Well worth it after he slashed the corporate taxes. I'm sure I can get an audience with him if I threaten to reveal he was funded by a vampire. As for their agreement...." Augustus rubbed his face. "My clans will sell their assets and provide their funds to settle the United State's debt. All of it. What president, in their right mind, would pass up an exchange like that?" He really didn't like the payment part. After thousands of years, with all his saving and gathering of power, he would be reduced to a fraction of his former funds.

"Understand, we won't be going into this without any guns. My clans can hire an army to protect us and we can limit production offshore to keep the government in line. This new city would work as a territory and we'd be responsible for the defense. Imagine a well equipped supernatural army with the newest technology. Even an air force. We can funnel money into our defenses. We don't have the same needs or even the same mindset as humans, so our spending would be more essential. This city could be a Mecca to our kind across the world. One that can prosper and protect. It would need a massive amount of work and I feel that we could meet that if we band together. Not to tear down this world, but to build it up."

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Luna couldn't help but roll her eyes at her fellow necromancer, Jordan. He wasn't one for company nor was he usually the type to take anything seriously. "Yes and that's usually why there's not point in you attending these."

Turning back to Luca she couldn't help but notice him spacing out. Luca was the guy she loved to annoy, something about him made it enjoyable for her. She liked that he put up a hard front and tried to keep Luna out, but this just intrigued her more. And she was most definitely not afraid of him like many others. It also helped that he was pretty attractive. Not that she would ever admit it.
"Why should I worry about my brain when everything else is more than developed." His sly smirk evident on his face. Luna couldn't help but start to blush, she couldn't believe he had just said that. But two can play at that game.
"Oh really? Maybe you could show me sometime?" Licking her lips slightly as she spoke.

She couldn't help but giggle slightly about his remark of Georgy being his brain. Before she could even comprehend what was going on around her, Luca and Georgy seemed to have some kind of miniature argument, resulting in Luca leaving the room and Georgy appearing to be a little embarrassed if Luna was correct. It was safe to say Luna was more than less confused about what was going on so she just looked to her partner.

"So how've you been lately?" She asked Jordan with a hint of curiosity laced into her voice. Before he was even able to respond to her question Luna felt a prickling sensation in the back of her neck, as if she was being watched or glared at. Right opposite her sat a gorgon, one in which she had never met. So she wasn't exactly sure why the girl was glaring daggers into the back of her head. But she sure as hell was going to find out.

"Can I help you with anything?" Annoyance and a slight bit of anger in the tone of her voice, soon after she spoke, she felt the chair beside her being pulled out to then find Luca sitting beside her. Smiling to him slightly as she began to listen in on the meeting that soon began.

"Your not suggesting we go to war with them right? It's not entirely the governments fault though. It's the bloody Hunters. How are we meant to go up against something that can kill us by just touching us? These people were trained to hunt us, to kill us. They know our species weaknesses. The amount of lingering souls about nowadays is through the roof! And your suggesting building up, that could take years! We need something that would work now." Luna couldn't believe she was getting so vexed, but it seemed the emotions of everyone in the room were beginning to effect her, she could even feel the burning sensation on inside of her wrist. "Just ignore what I said.. I got carried away" She mumbled.

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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."