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Terry Price

"You're not gonna get to run over these wolves."

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

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N A M E
T E R R A N C E | Z A C H A R Y | P R I C E

P H Y S I C A L - A G E
2 5

A C T U A L - A G E
8 0

G E N D E R
MALE

S P E C I E S
WEREWOLF

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
THE ANIMAL || DISTURBED
FRICTION || IMAGINE DRAGONS


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H E I G H T
6 ' 1 "

W E I G H T
1 8 8 l b s

S K I N
W H I T E/T A N N E D

E Y E S
G R E E N

H A I R
L I G H T B R O W N

M A R K I N G S
T A T T O O S
    β–² A tribal type of tattoo on his shoulder, within it's patterns is a symbol of the moon.

S C A R S
    β–² Numerous. Some fainter than others, but ultimately, he's had bites and scratches all over his body.

N O R M A L - A T T I R E
β–² Tank Top
β–² Sport Short
β–² Sneakers
β–² Fur



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P E R S O N A L I T Y
Exactly as you'd expect, Terry is the typical werewolf with low tolerance for anyone that pushes a button. The fact that people know of werewolves renowned temper and still gamble with it, is how he justifies lashing out. The morons practically beg to be eaten, though of course, that method is not his taste.
However, unless provoked, unlike most wolves, Terry hides his ready, nasty temper in smiles and energetic steps. He likes to live one day at a time and sees no reason why he should be inherently so angry all the time. But he knows, inside lurks a ferocious predator with more dark tendencies than he'd like to admit.
Terry is naturally protective of those he is fond of which will generally be the first sign he's actually taken a liking to someone. His loyalty is unwavering, and is something like a gift from him. Luckily, his wariness of new stimuli can counter the presumed naivety.


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L I K E S
β–² Music
β–² Outdoors
β–² His pack
β–² Sprinting
β–²Scaring/Intimidating People



D I S L I K E S
β–² People pushing him
β–² Lying to him
β–² Vampires
β–² Seafood
β–²Being stabbed/shot at



F E A R S
β–² Losing Respect
β–² Being Trapped
β–² Losing Pack
β–² Un-returned Affection



S E C R E T S
β–² Likes Killing
β–² Trained to defeat previous Alpha
β–² Tempted to change someone


W E A K N E S S E S
β–² The Full Moon
β–² Bias
β–² Temper/Haste
β–² Silver



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H I S T O R Y/B I O
Terrance was always a young man that walked with his head high, knowing from point A. he was special. Unfortunately during the young ages from 10-17 he suffered fluctuating temperatures and a nasty, gutsy attitude with teachers and fellow students, that got him kicked out of school rather quickly. When students came to bully him about it, physically trying to corner him and have their degrading say, it was a big mistake all too late for them to run off from. But their was an odd light that presented itself in the circumstance. A young woman that believed and took a liking to the supernatural, took him in, covering for his murder. She got that mistakes happened, and over time, Terry took a liking to her, guarding her in his wolf form. Every full moon however, she had to drop him off in the middle of nowhere to assure the safety of herself and his conscience.

Happily ever afters don't last. His anchor was involved in a car accident and he was a werewolf that needed to embrace the wild side, not make a living out of being a guard wolf. The first thing he did was seek a pack. He remembered she had asked him about a pack when she was coherent and how it was surprising he was a lone wolf from the beginning. So with wolfish investigation skills he discovered a pack, the same as his deceased parents' who were shot down by hunters. The hunters were apparently under the same roof he had been in with Jolene. Her parents, and she, a hunter in training. Terry raced back to Jolene who was coming to consciousness. With tears running from her distressed eyes, she confessed they were hunters but had also organized the hit on her as punishment for willingly associating with beasts. Naturally, filled with rage, he ran to their house and showed them the predator they should have finished. There was something dark and satisfying within the justice, but he knew he couldn't go back to Jolene.

He regrouped with the pack and ascended the ranks, then with dark ambition, wished to lead. It was just in his bones to rise the ranks and take over. Terry conquered that task too and has maintained his rank over the years. The most significant encounter as Alpha, was the return of Jolene having hunted him down in his own woods with a gun ready. Though, she was crying she pulled the trigger and Terry avoided and attacked instinctively. Again, he visited her in hospital ,but, both unsure of the changing process into werewolf , she asked he kill her. She was already in pain with blood loss, robbed of family and robbed of friend, so he just wound up the morphine and left.

That was decades down the track and since, things have been operating smoothly with an alpha challenge here and there and his wolf side pretty under control, though he tries to keep modest/ in denial about how great it feels to dominate and intimidate others. Until the call for a gathering of species across the world was introduced...









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Terry Price's Story

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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: 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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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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Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Terry Price
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Hayley was not a kind person to much unless she knew the person. Her past made that hard from her. She grew cold when in the beginning she was such a nice person she likes to think. If she has it deep down it had to be in the past there as it was crushed from her past. She looked out of her small apartment room. She needed to go somewhere for a meeting. It would be easier if she just smiled, waved, listened and left.

It would be most likely boring but those stupid hunters made it hard for everyone else. If they would just leave the supernatural alone she wouldn't have to be going to such a meeting. She quickly grabbed a pair of jeans and magenta-like top and walked to the kitchen and grabbed a pop tart put it in the toaster and grabbed her small heel boots. She put her leather jacket on and then it just rang up the pop tart.

She ate as she walked and quickly went to where she was needed to go. When she got there she looked and saw Terry there. Once she got there she saw Luca and someone else. Luca was a bit of a pain but a good guy. She really didn't care. She walked past him and smiled.

"Well hello Luca?" She said in a bitchy tone. And then walked over to sit down on a bench she was getting far past annoyed. She just liked to ignore things when it came to that sense but life was kind of going for a bad turn which meant she had to be there as one of the leaders and behave. And help out.

She let a smirk come on and saw Terry and waved and then crossed her leather coated arms and looked at her boots on the ground and then she looked closer to Luca and the girl. She didn't recall meeting before.

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Character Portrait: Roslyn Todd Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Jordan Jessup Character Portrait: Alexandra Herrmann Character Portrait: Jason Hunt Character Portrait: Eamon Duke Character Portrait: Jezebel Klithe Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Blake Alderman Character Portrait: Lydia Pearce Character Portrait: Elise Sividibus Character Portrait: Augustus Frey
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He was already sick and tired of his day already, because not only did he have to bury his best-friend this morning, but he had to deal with one of the things he hated most.. Monsters. His best friend was dead because of them. The one he had tied in the chair in the room with him, was a vampire, and Blake was ordered NOT to kill them. When did Blake ever not rebel against the rules? "I'm not telling you a thing. You'll never find them, you'll never get to kill all of us. Do what you want to me, I'm not selling out my family." Blake wasn't even listening all that much as he pulled out one of the dark blades he always carried upon his person, just for emergencies.

The silver blade glistened in the sunlight that beamed down into the room, causing the vampire to look even more terrified than before. This blade had the same significance as the Dark bullets, and with one hard, deep thrust into any monsters heart!? would kill them instantly. "Ya see," Blake began to pace the room, removing his tie so the monster knew that this Hunter meant business. Blake wasn't playing games. "All y'have t'do, is behave.. it's as simple as tha'." The hunters gaze was on the blade as he twirled it in his hands, then glared up at the monster before him that was hidden in the shadow of the room away from the sun. Clearly none of them understood not to kill any human being. They wanted to live free, do as they please with no rules, and probably even try to rule over every human that walked, talked, and breathed because they have Supernatural advantages. Not on Blake's watch. He'd rather burn to death before Supernaturals take over. But right now they were living like rats in the sewers below Las Vegas. In Blake's eyes, that's where they belonged.

He didn't like to admit it, but some were actually redeemable. "Now, I'm gonna ask ya one. More. Time. How do we get t'the place ya all call home?" With his hand on the vampire's shoulder, and his right hand holding the blades handle, Blake pointed the silver pointy end of his weapon, inches from the vampire's pupil in his eye, causing the vampire to not move a muscle. "They told me not t'kill you.. they said nothin' about torturin' you."

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Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Terry Price
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Terry liked to follow things in the wolfy way, and keep close to Hayley, particularly in Vegas where a hoard of mass supernatural creatures were gathered and therefore likely to magnify the target on their backs but somewhere along the lines they decided solo. Normally he wasn't even that pack coordinated but in this area, he favoured being a pair. They only had each other as an utmost support system. And Georgy...though, he didn't know if they were the kind to take a dark bullet for each other. But then he laughed when he remembered Luca. Yeah, he'd have to take the bullet rather than the hell he'd face from her brother.

Terry waited around with his hands buried in his jeans pockets, rocking back and forth on his heels. It wasn't his first choice of clothing with turning into a wolf at the ready but, it was more casual than the bulky guy dressed ready for an eternal basketball game that would never happen. Terry wasn't even sure entirely what he was waiting for until he saw it. Hayley brushing past the skin-changers. He sighed out gently, when he saw her lips move and a smirk cross her lips. It generally meant she took some pleasure in some smart comment or attitude she portrayed. Terry simply saluted in greeting before coming to stand by her. "Now, now be nice to pops" he reminded her in what was normally perceived in a low-tone. But with all the supernatural hearing in here, who knew who caught Terry's comment on Luca's age. Even so, it wasn't like a stab at his true age meant anything. There were more ancient than him.

He sighed out gently before resuming to speak to Hayley as a necromancer joined the Shape-Shifters. He'd seen the blonde around once or twice. As if picking up on his thoughts, he continued. "Good news is though we haven't ran into any vampires down here yet." Terry was struck by another sudden thought. "Hey, when's the next full moon?" This time he leaned much closer to Hayley's ear, as he kept his eyes forward and asked it much more softly.

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Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Dezember Ortega Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Declan Cane Character Portrait: Lydia Pearce Character Portrait: Ronan Grendel
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Declan had spent the beginning of his day doing his job. On his way to the meeting, someone had died and Declan was the one called to collect the poor soul. Declan appeared to have teleported out of the city he'd just arrived in all the way back to the wonderfully horrendous city of New York. A man had just been shot in the city so Declan appeared before his soul and extended his hand towards him. He said only one word. "Hell." The man screamed for mercy but Declan stayed quiet. This was what usually happened and it didn't really face him any more. Some put up a fight but it was never much. Not like the fight Alex put up...

The man traveled with Declan back to hell where he dropped him off at the fiery pit to be given his punishment before leaving again to go to the meeting. But of course, Declan also had to work.

He had to collect three more souls before he finally had the chance to appear in Las Vegas. Declan could easily use his abilities to transport himself into the underground meeting area but he felt like taking a short stroll through Sin City. His demon self would have loved this place. The closest he had as a demon was getting to enjoy some of the Roman Empire before he died. But now, Declan felt indifferent towards the city. He didn't hate it but he didn't find any pleasure or amusement in it either. He walked down the streets getting many glances. Most of them were from women. Declan knew how handsome he was he also knew that walking down a street in a suit was going to give the impression that he was someone important. Being death was somewhat important.

Declan disappeared down a set of stairs that brought him into the subway. He made a face over the smell but immediately got over it since he cared more about reaching his destination than wondering how on earth this place could reek so horribly. He ducked away into a door indicated to be for 'Authorized Personnel Only'. Of course death falls under authorized personnel. Death can go anywhere they please. The thought managed to produce a faint chuckle as he made his way down a rather long flight of stairs until he reached yet another door.

He took out the key he was given and unlocked the door. As he stepped through, he was greeted by a whole city of underground creatures that needed to hide out thanks to the humans. Declan's eyes searched the crowds before he took a step forward and began to explore.

Declan had been the one to inform a few others of where the meeting was being held so it was no surprise that he was able to see a few familiar faces but none were of the face he was looking for. Declan decided his best option would be to wait near where they were all told to meet and wait until whom he was hoping to see would approach him. That was until he spotted the enchanting flower just across the crowd. The same enchanting flower he'd been hoping to have the chance to see again.

He tucked his hands into his pocket and strutted towards his new destination. He maneuvered through the crowd until he was standing just behind the flower and leaned over their shoulder and spoke in his usual soft and tender manner. "Hello, Georgeta..."

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Hayley looked at Terry who had spoken to her. "Be nice to Luca. Maybe he has to be nice back." She said with a playful smirk again and continued to glance at Terry.

She looked at Terry as he wisphered her a question after all of the vampires and what not. "Luckily." She said in reply to the thought about vampires. She wished for that sense her father would have been attacked by vampires for what he did to her. But if only she got more opprutnity to kill them. If she had done it sooner.

She looked at Terry thinking about the question. "I believe 2-3 weeks. I am not an astronomist unfortunately." She said looking at him with a laugh wondering what he always thought of her. Before she was like this she always wondered what people wondered about her. What they thought. When she was allowed to be with people which now was a gift that she was free and allowed out of her own little personal hell she was in.

She could sometimes being in there remember or think of what her mother had to suffer or endure when she was locked in there. True only 9 months but she was locked in there years things that she wished she could forget so badly.

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Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Zachary Black Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Declan Cane
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It didn't take Georgy and her brother long to reach the epicenter of supernatural leader activity in the Underworld. The place may have been big but there were definitely areas that some Darks shouldn't go to and what not. But they were in the most neutral zone. As they stood there it didn't take long for others to begin to show up. This part is what made Georgy feel so uneasy. She didn't particularly know many of these species, and the ones she did know were either by chance or because Werewolves and Shifters are close. Speaking of Werewolves her thoughts were interrupted when the brunette female vampire walked past her brother saying, "Well hello Luca?" Luca just nodded his head and replied coldly, "Hayley." She raised a brow slightly, thinking Do I not exist? Of course not. Every woman with half a brain thought Luca was hot, and she supposed his sunny disposition gave off that bad boy vibe that soooo many girls loved. She rolled her eyes while sighing softly.

It wasn't until this Hayley went and sat down that she noticed Terry was there. How could she miss him? So being awesomely weird friend she was, she waited until he looked her way then made a slightly creepy smile while waving at him. She had noticed Hayley was looking at her, it made Georgy tilt her head like a curious puppy, before using an index finger to circle her own face in the air, "Take a picture... it lasts longer." Before she got a chance to hear the girl's reaction she heard another familiar voice join the group, "Fancy seeing the pair of you here" Georgy knew the voice before even looking over, but to humor herself she did and there was Luna. It took everything in her not to make a vomit noise, but she knew she pissed of Luca who looked like he almost had the potential to smile when the blonde approached. He looked like he was about to say something to her but then turned to Terry. Georgy thought she heard him say something with "pops" in there. And all she could do was face palm and hope a fight doesn't start. "That's not what your mom called me last night." Luca said towards Terry.

Georgy bit her lip trying to fight the laughter and decided that this would be the best of time as ever to slip over towards Terry because she had no desire to talk to Luna. Once she was in front of Terry she took a seat right there on the floor, sitting Indian style, "You have to admit... that was a good one." She smiled playfully towards her friend. Georgy didn't happen to hear the part about the full moon, only thing she heard was his first statement saying, "Good news is though we haven't ran into any vampires down here yet." She twiddled her thumbs adding, "Yeah... yet. But you know those blood suckers... They'll be here." She said that as she glanced around.

Georgy wasn't paying too much attention to her surroundings apparently because she didn't even hear or see Declan join the group. So when he made his way behind her and leaned over her shoulder to speak softly in her ear, "Hello, Georgeta..." She nearly jumped out of her skin. But looking over her shoulder to see him, her face lit up and she quickly moved back to her feet, dusting her jeans off. "Dec!... I didn't know you were coming." She then sighed when she realized what he called her, putting her hands on her hips, "And how many times have I told you to call me Georgy."





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Luca was happy that Luna had came. Of course his faced said something completely different but all the same he was. Once he got his little jab in towards Terry, he turned his attention back towards the little blonde he practically towered over. "So the Necromancer came out of the shadows to join us monsters?" He smirked in a teasing manner before adding, "Good to see you Luna." He was prepared to give Luna his full attention until he saw him join the group and of course, make his way over towards Georgy. He hated how Declan looked at his sister. Luca's a man, obviously he knew the intentions behind those stares and it made his blood boil. He wanted to go over there, grab Georgy and just take her somewhere... else, didn't matter where. But he knew that he'd get the eternal wrath of his sister if he embarrassed her like that.

So being quick on his feet Luca piped up, "I don't know why in the hell we're all just standing around. But I'm going inside." With that he glanced down towards Luna, nodding his head in the direction of everyone's destination. A small pub that had looked like it had seen better days was only a few feet away from the group. The wooden sign above it was so weathered that the title, "Medusa's" was almost illegible. He made his way up the few steps to the door, pulling it open and made his way inside. He weaved his way through tables and chairs until he reached a doorway with a black felt curtain that opened up into a large conference style room. Without hesitation or waiting for the others, Luca took the closest chair, sitting down before propping his feet up on the table. At least here he'd get momentary relief from watching a Reaper flirt with his sister.

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Upon approaching the group, Luna could immediately tell that Georgy was not to fond of her being there. She was fully aware that the little shifter wasn't overly fond of her, which made it more fun to be in this meeting.
"So the Necromancer came out of the shadows to join us monsters?" Luca spoke to her in a teasing manner.
Moving her hand through her hair as she would proceed to move it from her face, she would look up towards him. A smirk evident upon her face.
" Bitch please, we both know the shadows can't hide this" Her voice full of amusement as she would gesture her hands down towards her body, giving him a small turn.
"Good to see you too, giant.." Poking her tongue out at him in turn.

Luna's eyes began to scan around her surroundings as she took in the appearance of everyone that had arrived so far. Some she knew whilst others she wasn't acquainted with. She wasn't entirely sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing, not that she particularity cared. She was here for one thing, and that thing may or may save help save the rest of their species.

The sound of Luca declaring that he was making his way inside the pub bought her out of her thoughts, when he glanced down towards her and nodded his head in the direction of the pub, she followed silently behind him whilst drinking her hot chocolate.

She didn't know how but she somehow walked into multiple chairs on the way to the designated meeting room. "Stupid chairs.." She'd mumble with annoyance. Soon arriving in the room she sat herself in the chair that was directly opposite Luca, once she sat down she looked directly across to him. Upon meeting his gaze she began to look at him with disgust, although it didn't last long as she began to laugh to herself for no apparent reason.

"So.. how's the weather up there?"

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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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"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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Seeing her two leaders made her smile. She wrapped her arms around Hayley to hug her for a brief moment, then even hugged Terry before replying to Hayley's question. "Doing pretty damn good. How about yourself?" It was a good thing that there was only three of them, because they had less to worry about if trouble broke out. Maya was wary like that, even if she was a brave little wolf. She eyed the place, planning out an escape route if things went sour. You just never know with all kinds of Supernaturals mixing up tonight. They all had one thing in common though.. fear of extinction. She couldn't actually wait for the meeting, because she definitely had quite a few things to say about their current situations with the humans. Maya understood why the hunters did their job, but she just hoped they were good enough to give those like herself, Hayley, and Terry the mercy that they deserved.

Terry Price.. he was always understanding and never questioned anything that she told him because he trusted her. With his hand against the middle of her back, and Hayley's, he led them both towards where this meeting was going to be held. Hopefully it wasn't going to take too long, because she was excited to see the rest of Las Vegas. Of course Terry wouldn't let her go alone, it would be a suicide mission with hunters in town, so she'd ask if she could probably take Hayley, and Georgy with her for a girly night on the town, and paint the town red so to speak. Of course the guys were more than welcome to join them. If they wanted to. Unless they were going to do their own thing.

Maya smirked at the thought of the bromance between Luca, and Terry. So adorable.

She had nothing to fear with anything in this city to be honest, she loved humans. They were fascinating to her. They were so fragile, yet still so very strong minded. She glanced back over her shoulder to Terry. "You're coming to this meeting too right?" she just wanted to make sure that he wasn't going to be left alone out in the open.

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Character Portrait: Hayley Rose Brian Character Portrait: Luna Almia Knight Character Portrait: Luca Vladmir Ardelean Character Portrait: Georgeta Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Dezember Ortega Character Portrait: Terry Price Character Portrait: Declan Cane Character Portrait: Augustus Frey Character Portrait: Maya Corbett
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Luna definitely had Luca's attention whenever they were together. It intrigued him to find someone who actually wasn't intimidated or scared of him other than his sister. Most walked on eggshells around him to avoid making him angry. He didn't blame them, he knew he had a nasty temper. But sometimes it was honestly just a show to keep up the visage of being such an angry person all the time. He liked keeping people at an extreme distance. But none of that worked on Luna. She was drawn to him like a moth to a flame. And he'd never admit it out loud, but he kind of enjoyed it.

After his Wreck-it-Ralph comment, she began to go on some tangent about how she was more fabulous or something along those lines. Luca just shook his head while rolling his eyes at the comments. He was a guy, his knowledge or care for fashion extended as far as Old Navy and some jeans. "Hey Luca? "In your hurry to grow, did your brain develop properly?" He glanced up slightly while raised a brow, then responded, "Why should I worry about my brain when everything else is more than developed." He concluded his remark with a sly smirk. If she didn't know what he meant then she wasn't as smart as he thought. He was however thankful that Georgy hadn't been inside at the time to here his less then proper talk. After a moment of silence, he also added, "Plus... Why do I need a brain when Georgy does all my thinking for me?"




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As Georgy sat there Indian style on the table she watched as more and more people filed into the room. She didn't realize how many different species were still alive. That's a good thing. But unfortunately, they're are also a lot that have now become extinct because of the Dark Hunters. Georgy wasn't the one who really had that big of a problem with any of the species, she didn't see the point in holding a grudge against someone who can't control what they are. Unlike her brother. But she generally kept that to herself. She was surprised at how many faces she didn't know. Her and Luca had always seemed to know a good handful of Darks just because they traveled a lot. But the majority of the people in the room were new faces.

As Georgy's gaze shifted over to Declan as he began to lean in towards her, "So you want me to continue courting you in front of your brother?" Her gaze quickly widened, as it shot back and forth between Dec and her brother. She brought her hands up to cup her mouth as she spoke quietly, "Oh Declan... no." She knew he meant nothing by it. Dec was so old fashioned about a lot of things that for people like that "courting" is anything beyond a friendships. Georgy would define it as a flirt-ship or something along those lines. But either way he said it... out loud... in front of her brother.

Luca's more content facial expression shifted to anger. His brows furrowed while he clenched his jaw and began to stand up out of his chair. Georgy quickly slid off the table onto her feet, standing between Declan and her brother. Luca could more than easily over power his sister, she was a whole foot shorter than him and didn't have much to her. He would never do that, but it was probably a sight seeing such a small woman stand up to him. "Luca... Brother please." She placed her hands against his chest, while her eyes pleaded up at him. Not many people understood why Luca was so over protective of her, which probably made this whole exchange rather odd to observe. He just couldn't trust anyone after what happened to their brother and he didn't know what he'd do without his sister. Luca looked between Georgy and Declan, and with a dissatisfied grunt he walked away from them and headed through the door.

Georgy stood there for a long minute, staring down at her feet before she slowly moved over to take the seat her brother once sat in. She slunk down in the chair, bringing her feet up to rest on the edge of the seat so her knees blocked her face from a majority of the people in the room. She was embarrassed. Embarrassed by what Declan said in front of her brother but even more embarrassed about how he acted. She yanked off her beanie, tossing it onto the table, then ran a hand back through her long blonde hair. She tilted her head back to rest on the back of the chair. She must not have noticed whenever Declan invited Dezember over, it probably was while she was confronting Luca. But as she rested her head on the back of the chair, then reopened her eyes she saw Dez. Georgy tried to fake a halfway decent smile towards her friend, "Hey Dez... Sorry didn't see ya."




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Luca didn't expect Georgy to come after him as he left the conference room. She knew better. He wasn't surprised that someone had taking a liking to his sister. It's happened before. And he isn't a huge fan of her dating just because it always complicates everything. He's trying so hard just to keep her safe, he promised Anton he would. It always worried him with her ever growing pool of friends or suitors that one of them could bring more harm than good. He could understand why guys would like her. But what he didn't understand is how she could even contemplate being with someone like Declan... Someone without a soul. That's exactly the type of person he wanted Georgy to steer clear of.

Luca walked past Hayley and Maya on his way out of Medusa's. Not trying to seem like a total dick, he nodded his head in their direction which was more of a greeting than he gave most. As he came back outside he noticed Terry talking to another male. Luca, taking in the new comers scent quickly realized it was a vampire, just by the smell. He slowly stepped down the stairs that lead up to the entrance, moving to stand beside the Wolf. Terry and Luca had a sort of love hate relationship. They enjoyed pissing each other off, but also respected each other and had one another's back. And this was such an occasion. Luca placed his hand on Terry's shoulder, "Everything cool?" He asked while motioning his head towards the walking corpse.

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The underworld was interesting – 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 supernatural’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 β€˜stick with your own kind’ 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, β€œYou too,” 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, β€œAt least I don’t smell like wet dog.”

Turning back to Augustus and the werewolf she crinkled her nose, she wasn’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. β€œIt’s as if we are in a zoo with all these animals,” 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, β€œIt’s as if we are in a zoo with all these animals.” 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 protΓ©gΓ©, 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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Lydia felt a small rush when the demon's eyes met hers. He gave a small smirk, almost acknowledging her existence but then crossed his arms as if he didn't care. She tried and failed to look away and soon the demon rose up and took a seat beside her. She was glad Ronan was standing beside her. She almost felt like a Queen but she did feel safer for it. Ronan was a fighter, she was most certainly not.
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"Hey" the Demon said and Lydia gave another small, barely visible smile, like one would give a stranger who granted them a smile after they bumped you in the street. "Hi." She said softly. It was then that the Shapeshifter began to address the group and Lydia listened on.

"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." He said addressing the werewolf, but Lydia was glad to see it. It was then that an impatient yet pretty blonde woman spoke addressing them all.

"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 glared dangerously at the man that spoke. She wished she knew their names but Banshees were reclusive by nature. Most days. "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."She went on, and set her hands on the table with more confidence.
"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." She said and Lydia took a breath. She and Ronan were the only ones. Her entire family was gone, her species, endangered, more so then the others "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." She said and Lydia smiled hopefully.

"Georgeta is right." said the dashing vampire from the table. She noted the blonde shapeshifter's name. "These foolish quarrels that we have with each other or what's diminishing our once great numbers." He said "But more importantly, we are allowing pride and ignorance to blind our judgement on noticing the real threat." He slipped a hand in his pocket and went on. "It's not just the dark metal or Dark Hunters we need to worry about anymore... It's mankind."

He said, and no sooner did he say that, did Ronan suddenly reach out and snatch the demon from the chair beside her and shoved him against the wall with a knife to his throat.
"Don't touch her", She heard Ronan said, in that calm way that scared the hell out of her. "You are poison".

"Ronan!" Lydia gasped. "What the hell are you doing? Let him go!" She shouted, taking Ronan's arm and pulling at him, the demon had teleported across the room,catching Lydia's attention for a moment. She didn't see the demon reach for her nor did she care what he did at the moment.
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"Are you insane? This is a meeting of peace, Ronan!" She shouted then cleared her throat, lowering her voice some. "and you are going against that." She said, an then held up a hand, should he talk, clearly not wanting to hear anything from him.

"I am...so sorry everyone. Forgive my Queensguard Ronan, Our kind, the bean sidhe.... or more commonly Banshee, we are the last two of our kind, it makes us....jumpy." She said cutting her eyes at Ronan.

"I am Lydia Pearce, Queen of the Banshee, for eons, my people have been reclusive, we don't really socialize, and we've helped mortal continue their lives, unmolested, we warn them of the coming demise but in that, in recent years, we put ourselves in the line of fire and that is why Ronan and I are the only ones left." She said, tears glossing her eyes. Real tears. Not the sticky black tears of a Banshee's tears

"Contrary to what was just displayed here, We don't fight, we never have, not until recently, but we can... and we will, but against the mortals that we once protected. We will do all that we can." She said and took a breath and turned to take a seat. "We'll talk later..." She said, clearly not pleased with him.

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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."