Liam Mitchell's Story

Liam Mitchell: Northern United States.

November 10th.

Three years after the Battle of Time Square.

Liam had to park the car outside of town. He could not risk anyone seeing him drive it. Too many questions. He could feel the tension as he entered the town himself though. There was a good amount of the supernatural community here. He walked into the bar of all places, sat down on a stool next to a man and ordered a burben.

"Aren't you a little young for a drink this strong".

"Please, we both know who I am. That horn over there? From a demon who fought in the Battle of New York. A lot of fighting spilled into the streets that day. Isn't that right, Dylan?"

The man turned around, and smiled at Liam. "Long time no see, little man".

"So, are you looking for me too?"

"No, this is just coincidental. I respected your decision to leave. Nocte on the other hand, he is looking for both you and Tyler. Tyler is the one I am looking for, subtly. I do have business to run, after all".

Liam smiled. "Of course, you are a thief and a conman after all. The only human I know to have made a deal with a Demon, and ripped the Demon off. That was hilarious, by the way". Liam's smiled faded however. "You cant convince me to go back, you know that right?"

"I know Liam. But the least you could do is call them. They are Wiccan, not Anti-Technology. They have phones".

"Not yet...I need to do things first. Though, if you could, give them some roses for me. Now excuse me..."

Liam sat up, and telekinetically flung the bartender against a wall. "I want to know why you just signaled that group of demons over there to have me killed. Yes, I noticed. Why are you signaling Demons to kill me? Especially when you know who I am and know you need me alive..."

"Its just...good business...our leader wants it this way. All hail Vivren" the man spoke, before dying. He had taken a cyanide pill. Dylan stood up, tipped his hat to Liam, and started to leave. "We both know I am a businessman, not a fighter. And Liam, dont hurt them too much before you kill them".

The group of demons attacked Liam. Liam set one of them on fire, telekinetically flung another into the air, before getting hit on his side. Liam quickly controlled a nearby tree, and made it whip its vines around the third demon, and pin it to the tree, unable to move. The fourth demon wrapped itself around Liam like a snake, trying to squeeze him to death. Instead, he set it, and himself partially, on fire.

The demons on fire quickly died. The one he telekinetically flung in the air was aproaching his right side. And then, a Hellshot was fired from behind at Liam. Liam jumped up, displaying some inhuman strength, dodged the shot, and discovered the bar tender was still alive. And he was a demon."Clever trick".

Liam proceeded to burn all of them while they were caught offguard by his dodge, finally dispatching the demons. He put his hands in his pockets, as the air started to get colder, and walked away so no one found him suspicious. The demon would find that the tree would slowly squeeze it to death. Liam walked back to his car, only to find out that it was dead. Needed a new battery. Which means, he was temporarily stranded. He needed a new car to keep him moving. A new car with no questions asked.

Liam had to be especially careful. Ever sicne the Battle of Times Square, he has been in danger. Demons generally want to kidnap him, some Angel and Werewolf factions want to kill him, plenty of Blookal want to kill him. If Liam was to die, the Apocalypse can never be started.

This has forced Liam to remain on his own this whole time. Its clearly had its affect on him. He continued to walk around town, looking for a good car to steal.

Meanwhile....Nocte Parker: Northern United States.

"Well, have you seen either of them?" Nocte asked an innkeeper. It had been three years of research, searching, and moving around, but he was closing in on Liam. Tyler had gone completely off the grid, and was impossible to find, but Liam was leaving a trail of bodies.

Liam had lost part of his humanity, his innocence, and both he and Nocte knew it. They knew it ever since Willowfield, where he managed to catch up to Liam for a moment, only to end up fighting the biggest battle he had fought in other then Times Square. And that very battle was why, as well.

There were enough people in the Battle of Times Square that Liam and Nocte's roles in it where none. Nocte was part of the group that charged in to stop it, while Liam was The Key, needed to activate the apocalypse. The battle of Times Square was massive, as all the Supernatural beings in the neighborhood fought in it.

"You lookin for Liam and yer brother, ain't you?" A man asked him. Nocte looked over, and without a double to him, it was a shaman.

"Yes, I am. Can you tell me anything about them? Where they are?"

"No, only that you will see them soon enough. You are also about to be shot, so I would recommend beign ready".

Nocte telekinetically slammed a man into the wall. "Now, who are you?"

"All hail Vivren" he noted, stabbing himself with the rest of his strength. Nocte looked at this with shock. "Who is Vivren?"

"A faction leader. He believes he can prove himself by killing Liam, and you. This faction is strange though. Made of werewolves, Demons, Blookal, all dat stuff. Rumor has it Vivren is one of the surviving Vampires".

"Great this just gets better and better". Nocte said, as he started to walk out of the town. He could not risk displaying his wings to the public.

(Double Post)

Mirajane looked through the leaves of a bush at her prey. A small, helpless rabbit. It would do for the time being but having not eaten much that day, her mouth began to water, but she had to control her sudden urges to pounce out and snatch the rabbit. She placed her paw down on the cold forest floor and slowly made her way closer to the rabbit. Mirajane lowered her head and dug her claws into the ground readying herself to devour the poor rabbit, when suddenly she heard screams!

Mirajane jumped and the rabbit took off like a lightning bolt, obviously hearing the screams as well. Mirajane ran after the rabbit growling and clawed its foot before it dove into a small burrow, making her lunch impossible to get at now. Mirajane growled angrily and ran around like a little child throwing a tantrum, but it was a bit too human like to see a wolf do it. She sighed and skulked away annoyed and hungry.

Mirajane caught the scent of many different kinds of supernaturals, but one in particular she was fascinated with. It smelled like a Wiccan, not an old one whose scents are usually musty and stale but this Wiccan was unusually young and his scent smelled like bark and dirt...or maybe that was her. Anyways, she followed the scent to a parking lot that was surrounded by the woods on the very edge of the town. She sighed and knew it was her place of employment, the local tavern. Mirajane took a step turning away when she smelled blood. She dashed into the parking and towards the tavern's entrance she saw the burnt corpses of demons everywhere and Blood. She stood in shock and smelled the Wiccan.  The scene reminded her of the Times Square incident, all the bodies scattered around trying to rescue that Wic-... 'Could it be him? The Wiccan boy?' She thought then shook her head. 'I better go find the Wiccan.' 

She started towards the woods again trying not to be seen by any humans...they might send animal control after her or something crazy like that. Mirajane caught the scent of the Wiccan and followed it closely yet she had to stay in the woods to be hidden from everyone. She laughed however when a passing truck saw her and they almost veered off the road as they tried to look at her more. Mira got a big wolfish grin on her face as she trotted along feeling like she was getting closer to the odd smell of the Wiccan. 

Mira finally stopped dead in her tracks when she saw a boy who gave off a weird aura or feeling to the area, making Mira feel a little uneasy. She slowly tried to keep a watch on him and not draw attention to herself. She had her red cloak tied into a scarf thing on her neck in case she'd have to shift into a human form to speak to him, but she hoped she wouldn't have to. She decided that after following him for a good five minutes that she should start to reveal herself and she stepped out from the woods with her head lowered close to the ground and her tail low and not quite between her legs but close. Her ears flattened and she tried to look non threatening, but she wanted to know who this boy was, this Wiccan who smelled like the one at the battle in Times Square a few years ago.

Liam Mitchell:

Liam looked around for a car to 'acquire', but his curiosity made him return to the demon attack and face the demon trapped by the tree. "Why is Vivren trying to kill me? Most demons want to capture me to reactivate the apocalypse. What makes Vivren different, Takara?"

One perk of having a piece of a higher demon's soul was not just the powers, but the passive abilities as well. He knew the name of any demon he looked at. Takara flinched by this knowledge, enough to slip and answer the question. "Vivren plans to make his own apocalypse. He will kill you all and make the world in his image".

Liam found that less then optimal. This Vivren would have to be extremely powerful. It made him consider, for a moment, contacting the others, but two things stopped him. Shame and an approaching white werewolf. "If you are here to kill me, don't bother. It appears someone has found a way to create an apocalypse of their own, without me. So you should warn the clan...".

However, as the white werewolf did not immediately attack him, he was momentarily curious why. "Why didn't you attack me on sight?"

Meanwhile...Nocte Parker:

Nocte was walking to follow his next lead when he got a call. He answered it.

"Nocte, you there?"

"What is it, dad?"

"Callus is dead. Murdered by gun".

Nocte seemed shocked. "Hunter's don't typically go after fairies. Especially fairies who assisted in Times Square. Any idea who did this?"

"I don't know. But Callus's journal was not on his body. Nocte, he wrote about everything in that thing. Now, it might be in his apartment, but if they took it..."

"He knows about me, Liam, Daniel, Tyler. Even Dylan. Dad, I still have not found Tyler, but I am close to Liam I think. I have a lead a car I know he stole was found abandoned by a small town sheriff. I was about to go there now".

"Find Liam, and get back to New York. I am heading to find someone I hear touched down in New York. Il see you soon".

"So will I. I have something you will want to hear".

Nocte hung up and unfurled his wings, as they appeared from thin air. He then rushed into the sky, and towards Liam. Its time to stop running Liam. Before this was personal. But if this Vivren sent people after me, the others are in danger too...

Mirajane stopped walking and looked at the boy wondering what she should do. He mentioned something about an apocalypse and warning the clan...the clan. Mira thought, 'Maybe he doesn't know I'm a lone wolf...i want to talk but I'm a little scared...' She came a little closer with her ears held against her head and her mouth closed and head low to the ground still. She nudged his leg softly then ran into the woods.

She felt a pressure build and she whimpered a little as she transformed into her human form behind a tree so he couldn't see. She shivered as she was bare skinned crouching on the ground and quickly wrapping her big red cloak around herself covering herself. She stood up weakly on her legs and shivering from the cold she walked out, feeling odd as she felt the chilly, slightly wet leaves and dirt stick to the bottoms of her feet, then transition to the icey pavement towards the boy. She pinned the cloak around her neck with the leaf pin and came to the boy. He was slightly shorter than her yet still close to her height. 

"I am not here to kill you...um Liam? I smelled your, well the blood and...stuff, came to investigate and smelled you. I remembered you from Times Square." She smiled softly and looked down. "I was trying to save you...I didn't know where you or Dan went...then our pack got attacked and I wanted to help Dan, but...yea well you know what happened." 

Mirajane ran a hand through her hair and looked back up at the Wiccan boy. "I can help you like Dan did! I might not be as strong right now, but I'm better as a wolf!" Mirajane smiled and shrugged hoping the boy would believe her. "I don't want to kill you...i swear."

(so, as GM, and to make sure no one feels left out, going to use my GM power of NPC control right here)

Henry Tyler Carter:

Henry had managed to alert one of his sons, Nocte. Tyler was still missing, but Henry hoped and believed he was still okay. Now, he had to alert some others.

He started calling his supernatural contacts, but what they told him was less then settling. This was not the first kill, and none of them believed it was the last. They informed him of one person who might be able to spread the word though, a psychic by the name of Ash Hargrave. Someone mentioned he was sighted getting into a cab, asking for a hotel.

This eventually, after several tips, led him to the suspected hotel the cab was taking to him. Henry waited there for him, to warn him and see if he could help get the word out. A few cabs were approaching. Hopefully this is quick, time may be limited.

Liam Mitchell:

Liam looked at the woman. She seemed sincere, and she didn't attack him on sight. She also apparently knew Dan, and that his pack helped them escape. No one but his pack and a few demons would know that. Still, he couldn't be sure. "Fine, but if you try to kill me, I will end you".

He felt somewhat guilty. If what she said was true, then they might have found her if they went back. She seemed to be a lone wolf now, and not the former pack carrier. Most packs have a designated carrier, someone to carry clothes in case they needed them. Liam was kind of embarrassed for her. He could tell she was basically naked. He also wasn't sure what to do. He was looking for a car, but many werewolves hated to travel in compact spaces, such as cars.

"Anyways, we still need transportation, unless you actually want me to ride on your back. And maybe you want me to get you some clothes?" Liam was generally being nice. Most werewolves he met didn't care about clothes except for sticking in, and they also preferred people not to ride them. But, he only really met one pack, and he never got to know any werewolf that occasionally tried to kill him, so he had no clue really.

Mirajane held her cloak around herself as she shivered a little. She smiled and closed her eyes for a moment sighing softly, "I am not going to kill you...Liam?" 

She opened her eyes and looked at him, knowing from the way he had been walking before was more like he was looking for something or someone. Mirajane knew that he had noticed the she was vulnerable and asked her if she needed clothes. "Oh um...for the time being I can manage I think. It's more important to get you a vehicle. But I am sorry to say I don't know how to operate a car or get one..." she shrugged and lifting her foot and rubbing it against the back of her left leg. 

"If you'd feel more comfortable if I was in more appropriate clothing, I won't object to wearing anything of your choosing...After we get a car." She blushed and walked past him sniffing the air. "I don't think I can smell a car, well one we can use...I am sorry that my skills are not in an area of expertise that you require at this time." 

She heard Liam say how he doesn't think she'd like him riding her back. She chuckled softly and smiled looking back, "Well, I have never had someone ride on my back before. But if its what you'd like...however I don't think that I'd enjoy it..." she blushed timidly. She suddenly perked up and mentioned quickly, "OH! I forgot! My name is Mirajane! It's nice to meet you, again i guess...?"

(Sorry for the long delays between posts. I just keep trying to give time for everyone to poast. Anyways....)

Henry: "Ash, glad to see your still kicking. I wish I was here with better news, but we have a situation. First of all, have you heard about Callus' murder yet? Some humans, with clear training and knowledge of the supernatural species, is hunting them down. And I dont mean like what I do. What I do is hunt the violent ones that hurt humans. What they do is murder any of them, even peaceful ones like Callus".

He started to walk towards the hotel. "C'mon, lets get out of this rain. I also need to ask you something else. Have you heard of anyone named Vivren?"

Liam:

Liam looked at this new person. "Its okay. I am sure there is one in this parking lot we can use..."

Liam used his telekinesis ability to unlock one of the pickup trucks. "Kinda like that"

As he got into the drivers seat and turned it on, he looked up only to see someone's face looking right at him. It was Nocte. This startled Liam. "Nocte! What the hell! What are you doing here?"

"I am here to warn you about...."

"Vivren? Already tried to kill me. How did you find me?"

"Took awhile, but eventually I just managed to catch up by following the clues"

"I told you to stay away".

"Please, we both know whatever is going on its big and its bad. We need to get to New York". Both Nocte and Liam looked toward Mirajane. "Mirajane, this is my friend Nocte. nocte, this is Mirajane. Now that your both introduced..."

And that was when several demons came out of nowhere and attacked them.

(Sorry its its not up to par, I wrote this in the morning with the page freezing up every 5 minutes)

(Sorry for the long delays between posts. I just keep trying to give time for everyone to poast. Anyways....)

Henry: "Ash, glad to see your still kicking. I wish I was here with better news, but we have a situation. First of all, have you heard about Callus' murder yet? Some humans, with clear training and knowledge of the supernatural species, is hunting them down. And I dont mean like what I do. What I do is hunt the violent ones that hurt humans. What they do is murder any of them, even peaceful ones like Callus".

He started to walk towards the hotel. "C'mon, lets get out of this rain. I also need to ask you something else. Have you heard of anyone named Vivren?"

Liam:

Liam looked at this new person. "Its okay. I am sure there is one in this parking lot we can use..."

Liam used his telekinesis ability to unlock one of the pickup trucks. "Kinda like that"

As he got into the drivers seat and turned it on, he looked up only to see someone's face looking right at him. It was Nocte. This startled Liam. "Nocte! What the hell! What are you doing here?"

"I am here to warn you about...."

"Vivren? Already tried to kill me. How did you find me?"

"Took awhile, but eventually I just managed to catch up by following the clues"

"I told you to stay away".

"Please, we both know whatever is going on its big and its bad. We need to get to New York". Both Nocte and Liam looked toward Mirajane. "Mirajane, this is my friend Nocte. nocte, this is Mirajane. Now that your both introduced..."

And that was when several demons came out of nowhere and attacked them.

(Sorry its its not up to par, I wrote this in the morning with the page freezing up every 5 minutes)

Mirajane blushed and shivered feeling the cold after feeling a small breeze fall over them. She watched Liam open the door, but suddenly a man came in front of her as she was going to get into the passenger seat. She stood there not feeling as threatened by the man as she had smelled him from somewhere, somehow. 

Liam talked with the man for a little then  they remembered her presence and both turned to look at her at the same time. She blushed even more and pulled her cloak over herself more, trying to cover herself. "Its nice to meet you, Nocte." 

Suddenly, Mirajane heard a rustle and she instinctively growled and smelled demons. She turned around and growled loudly at the demons she, Liam, and Nocte. As the demons started coming closer, Mirajane ran at one forgetting that she wasn't a wolf, she was thrown to the ground and she yelped as she hit her head. She quickly crawled away behind a car and a demon following her. When she came back out she was in her wolf form, her white fur stained with a demon's blood. She ran at the group and dug her claws into a demons body and threw it to the ground, then ripped its throat out.