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Ronan Grendel

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

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F U L L N A M E
Ronan Asher Grendel

P H Y S I C A L - A G E
39

A C T U A L - A G E
392

G E N D E R
Male

S P E C I E S
Banshee

S E X U A L I T Y
H E T E R O S E X U A L

S O N G S
Where is My Mind || Maxence Cyrin

H E I G H T
6 ' 2 "

W E I G H T
180 lbs

S K I N
White

E Y E S
Black

H A I R
Brown

M A R K I N G S
S C A R S
    [color=Blue]▲ A dark circle above his heart from when the transformation happened

N O R M A L - A T T I R E
Tailored black or beige suit
Black loafers
Dress pants
White shirt


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PERSONALITY
Ronan can be described as a very simple man, with a heart of darkness. He is calm and collected. Never would he flail out in anger, as he considers anger a weakness. His decades of living have taught him strategic thinking and the best possible way to handle any situation. His reticent and observant nature have taught him to separate emotions when dealing with issues. His methodical approach to problem-solving has sparked a huge interest towards chess. He has lost his trusting nature long time ago, but he does offer sympathy and advice to his kind. His high intelligence and combat experience have earned him the title of "Sepper-Sai", which means "Death Merchant" in the ancient tongue. The last of his remaining kind is him and Lydia, Queen of The Banshees. The only one he could call a true friend is her since she have rescued him more times than he cares to admit. Ronan likes to dress up in custom tailored suits; he would never wear something that would put him on the weaker side of a conversation. He enjoys playing chess with Lydia, and listening to classical music.

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L I K E S
Playing chess
Reading
Listening to classical music
Reapers
Talking to Lydia
Fencing



D I S L I K E S
Demons
Modern life
Pancakes
Loud music



F E A R S
Losing Lydia
Not being able to kill Abbadon when the time comes to face him
Getting killed before killing Abbadon
Spending the rest of his days alone



W E A K N E S S E S
Dark Metal
Fighting multiple enemies simultaneously
Ranged combat


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HISTORY/BIO
Ronan Grendel was born a lone child in the rurals of Romania in the March of 1623. He worked his father and grandfather in the family farm as soon as he was able to walk. His grandfather, Joseph, made sure that Ronan understood the value of work and its eventual payoff. Ronan lost both of his parents and grandfather to the Black Death when he was in his early 20s. It was up to Ronan and his sister, Ramona, to take care of the farm and look out for each other. He married his first love, Florina, and they had their first child in his late 30s. Ronan decided never to give his father and grandfather's land to strangers. The newlyweds decided to stay and take care of the farm. His sister, Ramona, stayed with them in the family farm and treated Florina with all the love and respect she could give her own sister.

In a moonless night, five years after Florina gave birth to their first child, Abel, Ronan came home late after selling the harvest in the town's local market. He entered the house and shouted his wife's name, but no one answered. He went upstairs to their bedroom and found the room colored with black and red. What remained of his wife and sister were only their severed heads on a wooden table, gazing in horror at whoever dares to enter this nightmare. Ronan was paralyzed in fear. He forced himself to move and check on his child. He ran to the nursery, screaming his son's name. A dark figure was standing on top of his crying child's bed. Abel stopped crying at the sight of his panting father. The figure had a worn, black leather duster with a glowing purple star on his back. The dark figure turned to face Ronan. He gave him a sinister smirk. "There you are! I was wondering when were you planning to join us. Me and Abel were starting to get restless", the dark figure said. Ronan lunged forward in an effort to grab the intruder. The dark figure's dodge was barely visible. The dark figure held up his hand and Ronan was thrown to a nearby wall, forbidding any muscle from moving.

"I'm afraid I didn't introduce myself. My name is Abbadon. Pleased to meet you", the dark figure gave a bow to the pinned man of the wall. As he rose back up, Abbadon's yellow eyes turned into two black orbs that covered his facial features.
"What did you do?", said the pinned Ronan.
"My life gets so boring sometimes, I have to include a plot twist every now and then", said apologetically. "This time, I decided to give my future self some fun".
Abbadon waved his hand down as if swatting a fly. Ronan collapsed on the floor. The slender Abbadon extended his shoulders sideways, beckoning Ronan to attack. "Attack me. Take revenge for your lovely wife and sister", said Abbadon while crossing his hands behind his back. Ronan stumbled to his feet and again lunged forward towards Abbadon. Arms swinging. Screaming. Every attack Ronan made was somehow dodged by Abbadon with his hands behind his back.

Ronan started panting after a while. His arms felt like bricks. He could barely stand. Not one attack landed on his enemy. With the same deadly swiftness, Abbadon dodged the last punch and put his right hand on the back Ronan's neck. "You're weak", said Abbadon right before slamming Ronan's face on the floorboards. "But you won't stay that way". Abbadon kicked Ronan on his side with his boot, launching him towards the wall with monstrous strength. The wall cabinets came crashing on Ronan's back as he was struggling for breath in the floor.

Abbadon moved slowly towards his victim, came down on one knee, and thrust his arm towards Ronan's heart, penetrating his rip cage. Ronan laid his back and screamed in pure pain at the top of his lung. Abbadon grabbed the back of his neck with his other hand and brought his victim face to face with himself.

After all those years, Ronan never forgot what Abbadon said on that horrible night. He still remembers it word for word.

"You won't die", said Abbadon. "You will walk the earth a tortured spirit, witnessing the death of everyone you everyone you know and not being able to do a damn thing about it. In time you will grow stronger, faster. When you become worthy to fight me again, I will find you, and I will rip your soul with my bare hands !!".

Abbadon's purple star sigil burst into life and covered the entire room in its glow. Ronan's scream turned into a deafening shriek that covered his entire existence and painted the path bloody for his past, present and future. Ronan's entire vision turned to dark purple and eventually blacked out.

In time, Ronan learned to control and develop his powers. During his travels, he discovered he was not the only one with this curse. He mentored his kind, giving them sage advice on how to use their powers, and most importantly, on how NOT to use their powers. "Our kind must never be discovered". Ronan trained his kind with the aid of his friend, Lydia, to use of weapons and close-quarter combat, in fear of the day that they might have to fight for their survival.

Ronan's fears came true when the first banshee was struck dead in spirit form. The creation of Dark Metal have forced the banshees to fight for their survival. Only two remain now, Ronan and Lydia.

P O W E R S
» Control Shadow: Ronan has the ability to bend the darkness to his will, blinding and confusing his enemies with their natural fear of the unknown.

» Spirit Form: A banshee can disappear into an "ethereal" form, giving him increased speed and agility and allowing him to bypass any interaction with physical objects.

» Wailing Scream: A banshee has the ability to conjure a horrific scream that can paralyze most enemies in fear. Ronan doesn't like to use this weapon, since it takes a huge toll on his spirit power, diminishing his other natural abilities.

» Death Sense: A banshee can sense when would a reaper pay the final visit to a living soul. With focus, Ronan can even see how and when a soul would draw its last breath.

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So begins...

Ronan Grendel's Story

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

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Species
Dark Hunter

Hexcode
#B80404

Outfit
Casual




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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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




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

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

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

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

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Blake didn't know German much either, but he understood what she said to him this time. It was his family motto, translated in German. He smiled at her, and nodded his head once in her direction. "Well then.. Let's load up and go kick some dark scum ass." This had been the moment that Blake had been waiting anxiously for the second he had showed up at work. Some supes were hopefully going to die before the night was through. He followed Alex out of the building, and to the back of the truck where their weapons were stowed away from the public eye ( Not that it mattered now-a-days ), and upon hearing Alex say, "Take whatever you like. I want my team to be well equipped.." Blake's face lit up like a little boy at Christmas. He loved weapons, especially since The Dark ages had come to Las Vegas, because that meant every mortal being was more advanced in technology, and knowledge of the rats beneath their feet that scurried around for survival.

"I'm gonna say this again... If anything happens to me when we go in there, I want you guys all to get out as fast as possible and live another day." Blake, and possibly the others too wouldn't like their leader playing martyr in this war, but desperate times called for desperate measures. She was right though, they would need them alive for another day. It wasn't just the four of them either, other Hunters had joined in on the war party for backup. Now there was Twelve hunters ready to fight, and armored up for the battle field. "But now lets go have fun blowing heads off." Blake threw his fist up in the air above his head as he cried out like it was a war cry, causing the rest of the hunters to do the same before they climbed into their own trucks, ready to follow Alex to the Supes hideout.

Blake had made sure he packed himself with everything he would need. Desert Eagle .50 packed with silver bullets for the werewolves, Machete attacked to a holster around waist that were for decapitating Vampires heads, Dark Bullets for the tougher supes, Holy Water to slow those Demons down to take a shot at them. He had more packed, just encase, so Blake was like an armed human swiss army knife.

He quickly got into his truck, and followed his leader to the location before they all headed out down to the sewer. Blake led the way as he knew which way he had to go, and in no time at all!? they were up in the underworld. Carefully, and cautiously, Blake made his way to the pub with the rest, and silently waited until further instructions, but before Alex threw in the Dark frags, a Supe came out of the rest room which Blake grabbed, and jammed their mouth with the handle of his machete, still holding them to him. "Don't even blink." he warned, talking directly into their ear. Once Alex had the door open, he rolled his eyes and laughed at the cheesy opening line she gave them, before stabbing the random vampire he had hold of, straight into it's heart by ramming the blade into it's chest cavity. He dropped it to the floor, and entered the room covered in blood on his face as he looked around at the other scum. "Meetings over." He announced in his deep, gritty voice before running towards one of the other random supe's that was also running at him, ready to tear out his eye balls.

He grabbed hold of it before it grabbed him, and with force, he brought his knee up to their gut, causing them to lean over in short pain. Blake was fast, so they had no time to make a move as he leaned over them with his muscular arms wrapped around their waist, and lifted them up so they're upside down with their back to his chest. He had his legs shoulder width apart as he stumbled back slightly, then once he gained his footage with their legs in the air kicking around, he slammed them down to the ground, snapping their neck instantly before throwing them to one side. He was slightly out of breathe, but he was no-where near tired.

No mercy. He saw a werewolf then, Terry as people called him. Blake wanted to handle him for himself. "Hey, you overgrown, mongrel." He enticed. "You want a chew toy?" He meant himself, as he pulled out a large silver machete that would burn any werewolf to the touch. "Come get it."

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

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

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"So we meet again, Banshee."

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

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>> Outfit:Business formal
>> Hexcode:#249e24





The hunters surrounded the place. There was no way in or out. Ronan followed his first instinct. "My queen. We have to leave. Now!!". He swung his hand around Lydia's shoulder and ran with her towards the back of the room, making sure that her head was down. They dashed right through the wall in spirit form, effectively placing them outside of the bar.

The scene was an image of massacre. Dead bodies piled up on top of each other. Some had fangs. Some were wolves. Some even were broken statues of their former self. Lydia stood paralyzed in pure horror at the sight of the pointed crossbows. Three Hunters stood in front of the banshees. Ronan was holding Lydia under his right shoulder, both in spirit form. His glowing, transparent shapes could barely hide the fear he felt at that moment. Time slowed down as Ronan saw the Hunters pull the triggers. Three dark arrows were in motion, piercing and shattering the air as they moved. Ronan knew that those arrows would pierce them, even in spirit form. In an instant, without thinking, Ronan throw himself and Lydia backwards towards the bar. They went back to human form as their backs crashed on the bar floor, right next to the conference table. The three arrows penetrated the rickety wall and stopped half-way through.

Ronan didn't have a second to breathe when he saw a hunter turn his back to face the fallen Banshees. "I got two here", said the Hunter, right before he raised his shotgun towards Lydia. Ronan pulled a knife from his side and threw it towards the hunter. The knife hit the hunter's shoulder, effectively forcing him to drop his gun and giving Ronan a chance to lunge forward to attack him.

This was Ronan's first, and biggest mistake. That was the moment he would replay in his head in an effort to reconstruct the puzzle for weeks to come. Ronan was too distracted to notice that he left Lydia, scared and confused in the back while he went on fighting the attacking hunter. He left her there alone.

At the moment, it only felt like an instant. Time would become a funny thing in such situations. "RONAN!!!", her scream pierced through Ronan's existence, waking him up from whatever state he was in after he was done with the shotgun hunter. When he turned his head, Lydia Pearce, queen of the banshees, was being carried away by a blonde hunter. Ronan's world came crashing down. Her eyes were begging him to rescue her from this nightmare.
"MY QUEEN!!!", he screamed. But, it was too late. The blonde hunter was out of the door. With all of the commotion happening in such a place, she already seemed like a million miles away. "MY QUEEN!!", his voice echoed for only him to hear.

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

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

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

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

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




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

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

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

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

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

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"And why should I let you go?" Lydia's eyes went wide. He couldn't be serious? Was his sister not alive because of her warning? Did he--Suddenly, he tipped the blade against her thigh and pressed, sliding the blade up her leg. She winced but wouldn't cry. Where was Ronan?

"Oh I'm not going to kill you. We have something much better planned for you"

Fear filled her eyes as he gagged her and threw her over his shoulder. They were nearly out of sight when she finally heard him. Ronan, screaming for her. Blood lost making her vision blur and her head spin. "MY QUEEN!" She heard once before she felt it, a wail. Someone was about to die....Who she didn't know yet, and she wasn't sure she'd be conscious enough to find out. The wail bubbled up from her chest, causing her warm olive skin to blanch, her brown hair to darken into a deep ink black, her eyes to disappear into a vast blackness, her skin cold to the touch, then finally, she began to wail. It wasn't like a normal cry of a human girl. It was hardly human at all. The sound was something akin to animal of no discernible origin, and a human woman. It was full of pain, sadness, grief and suffering and she could do nothing to stop it....until finally the blood lost knocked her unconscious.