Lady Spike's Story

Melissa idly surveyed the person with a look of disinterest, "Well aren't you full of assumptions. I could have been anyone." leant against the wall in the dirty alleys she would start to reply, "Yeah, I know this. I knew the best and they stole her. They never even offered condolences they ended the Van-Helsing Line which has survived centuries and all it took was one vampire and it was over." screwing her hand into a tight fist she snarled, "It's a fucking mockery of the natural order. Vampires should not be so confident and complacent enough to try to live in a society and form alliances." sighing she shook her head, "I would love to make them fear again, but I am one person and unless you have on hand a lot more people like myself... we'll get nowhere..." she hated having to admit this, to be honest.

"Vampires always have a leader, and thralls, and low ranked underlings or childings" Spike explained "The loss of a great hunter is their own fault to walk into such a trap. But there are ways to remove the undead influence, unless she is too far gone" She said. She took a deep breath then turned towards Melissa, brown eyes, a seemingly gentle looking face yet. Spike had experience. "There are ways to make Vampires fear the living like they fear the sun."

Spike's hand went to her hip and before removing a item, an Elder Scroll at that, she snapped out her hand at a wannabe theif and struck him soundly between the two critical pressure points in his body to freeze him in place before checfking hte mans wrist and smirked, Figured "And it sems we found our first thrall" She showed Melissa the tattoo on the theif's arm

Then she kicked the man hard with a solid roundhouse kick, sending him slamming through a wall and laying in a pile of pulp. "However, it is not only vampires who reside and thrive here." She said

At first mention of Maria walking into an obvious trap, Melissa nearly saw red but as she listened further she did calm down, although her voice was dangerously sharp, "Firstly, Maria, while I adore her, was extremely over-confident, comes with her name." sighing she tried to swallow the despair threatening to engulf and overwhelm her, "I loved her, I truly did, but she was head-strong and I tried to stop her, but her final words as a human to me were 'Melissa, you are my everything but I have a duty to live up too. I am only scouting when I got the idea of the location we can plan and destroy this aberration forever.'" the emotional turmoil felt by the black-haired hunter was evident, "I don't think anyone could bring her back. Rumour was when she was turned she lost her mind completely..."

The Huntress seemed to consider before once more sighing, "That is, I am willing to try anything to bring her back and of course Thralls are here. Lutetia had every monstrous creature. There is no truly sacred or consecrated ground so they thrive in this place. Even the Graveyard is a haven for a Necromancers, dark magik and utter cruelty, the fact you are surprised suggests you never been here... but apparently, you are my only option or hope so fuck it. But first... let me give you some information ever come looking for me again the way you did I'll kill you... I was hiding for a reason."

Shaking her head she would sharply turn her head and whisk out a crossbow before the bolt with a loud twang.

What followed milliseconds later was a horrific scream, the now dead creature fell into dust, "That and you loudly made obvious there is a fucking vampire hunter in Lutetia are you retarded or just insane?"

"Crossbow, how dated. I do hope that thing is repeating, because with the numbers here, you're going ot need better firepower" Spike murred. She smirtked then as another vampire walked into view, only to get turned into ash as a rune set upon on the sidewalk sparked to life, burning the vampire from the inside out. "This was a trap that was waiting to be sprung, I am honestly surprised to came to the bait to see me as it was. Had you not done so, the Vampires here would have easily seen me as a main or second course meal"

Spike then withdrew from her belt one of her swords and held it nochalantly towards a businessman. The man halted, and Spike saw clearly he was a very low ranking vampire "Good evening freak, I do believe you can answer some questions..." The vampire snarled and tried to attack before Spike easily slit its throat, the vampiure turned to ash at their feet. "Guess not"

"If you want to survive and make the vampires fear the living again, then come with me, if you want to lose your friend forever, you are more than welcomed to just stay here and hide." Spike said, a choice was a choice, Spike knew of a way to bring back Maria Van-Helsing. But the fact of the matter was, Lutiea was a vampire heaven. And Spike just announced she was there and knew what she was doing.

Spike was bringing the war of attrition right to the vampires own doorsteps.

Yes it was their stomping grounds. But she was ready to take it all away from them. There was a freehold nearby, a Seelie location apparently that have a rule wherein sure everyone in the city was out dfor the others neck, but when you went there, you were safe because otherwise some rath of hell would kill you for making trouble there. Spike smirked as she mumbled "Everyone goes to Rick's"

Rolling her eyes she glared in response to the crossbow comment, "Oh I am sorry, I don't have all your new-fangled technology. Of course, it's fucking Repeating." as if to indicate she let loose another bolt to another scream of agony, "You are a genius, and yet I have few other options since my deep cover in Lutetia completely obliterated by your fucking stunt. But sure be arrogant and assume you have any idea what is happening here..." sighing she fired a third bolt to the left of her, "You might as well doused yourself in blood, danced naked down the Lutetia square with a sign pinned to yourself saying Vampire Buffet!" Melissa was not happy, frankly, she was furious, this was her saviour her chance at getting revenge and they were denser than a brainless Aschen proles.

Worse her new 'partner' which she considered loosely was a show-off and likely going to get them all killed, so rather than let this spectacle continue, she pulled her chain from her neck and murmured a spell before immediately grabbing Spike and transporting them to the woods of Lutetia, "There's a cabin not far from here, that Maria and I used to use, we'll stay here and I'll decide whether I want to be in your insane scheme."

Within seconds of appearing in the new location Spike reacted in a rather expected violent way, a .45 was removed from the folds of her dress and briefly popinted at Melissa as Spike hissed out softly "I was leading us someplace safe when you brought us here! Did you not ever think of such Freeholds before as safer than a safe house in the woods ?" She all but shrieked at Melissa before pointing towards the direction of the safe house itself with her weapon.

"What are the odds your friend turned vampire told them about this place ? What if its a trap set by those freaks" It was clear Spike was unhappy about ewhat Melissa just did without thinking of the possiblty that the safe house had been mentioned to the bloodsuckers. A freehold was far safer, sure it was out in the open, but there was some form of field of respect that even bloodsuckers had to adhere to inside such places. Whereas a safehouse such as the one Melissa wanted them to go to could have been compremised anbd the bloodsuckers were just waiting for Melissa to make a wrong move.

Spike then grunted something, clearly unhappy She forced herself to calm down "Alright look, you may not know me, or how I operate, but next time, dont just magic us someplace that could be compremised to the freaks. 'Everyone goes to Rick's', we'd be safer at a Freehold with rules than a cabin in the woods"

Spike mentally beat herself stupid at what she just said. But on the outside it was clear she was unhappy. She put her pistol away but kept it within reach as she sighed letting out her anger in one fell sweep."Alright, You lead the way. You want your friend back or not ?" Her hand went to the belt on her hip and removed a scroll. An Elder Scroll, she patted it in her hand, well more like held it like a rolling pin and smacked her open palm with it twice as she waited for Melissa to explain herself

Of course Vitas had missed those beams of light, she wasnt on Origin at the time they occured. However at his question to Acara she said simply "I have been rather busy with my company, and also meetings with your parents. I havent had the time to relax and just 'enjoy the scenery' as one says it because of what and who I am" Vitas was in three other universes, a very powerful figure, her company Warmoon Holdings spanned four universes so far, and in this current universe only one guy had a stake in her company. But what that guy didnt know wouldnt hurt him, he thought he had leverage, he doesnt.

Spike saw the map and pointed to an area she recognised only briefly so "Isnt this area the main plaza ?" The same plaza they had just eaten at not far away for that matter, there was apparently a lot of mana activity there. Now up close and clean and in her proper clothing, Acara saw easily the tattoo on Spikes face, a pale bpurple/gold thing that in the right angles, seemingly disappeared entirely

Now free of the black books, Spike had her proper weapons back, within the folds of her dress were four holsters for a HKW .45 USPT. Spike had by then set the Elder Scrolls she had in one of Vitas safe vaults, a safe of holding basically, she didnt mind it much, but it did the job nicely. Infact if it was up to her she'd see if Vitas could weave the durable as fuck things into her dresses and outfits. Imagine having a pair of underware made of a Elder Scroll.... 1Infact just that thought alone made Spike wonder if it were possible

She saw the look on Acaras face at Vitas, well it was to be expoected "How long was I gone again ? A week ?" At Vitas nod Spike groaned, "It feels like four years, but whatever, shit got done there and peopel are apparently praising me for something but I dont care on that. Is the kitchen stocked ?" Another nod from Vitas as Spike finalised her passport papers and was let alone. Spike soon ambled off, smacked dead into the overhead frame again before Vitas magic shifted things slightly to accomondate Spikes wings. Which from that angle both Jack and Acara saw the black also had some feathers in red mixed in, and was rather pretty at that.

Jack sat and listened to the other two carry on their conversation. He felt a little in the way as he knew nothing of this world, nothing of the light pillars they were talking about and everything seemed over his head. He was, for a lack of a better term, bored. He didn't want to interrupt their conversation nor did he want to be rude since Vitas was being nice enough to let him live here, though he did hope to get a place of his own as soon as he was able to find work.

He let out a quiet yawn as he leaned his head back and closed his eyes.

They would appear in a strange area of the forest devoid of anything outside of this large rustic yet modern cabin. Melissa said nothing to the women complaints, instead she drew up a bunch of keys and opened up. The cabin while dusty seemed safe. As if to prove this, Melissa would walk over to a wall panel press it and immediately one area of the room became full of weapons sliding out of panels and replacing portraits and landscapes. By the end, there was an extensive group of modern and ancient weaponry.

She, on the other hand, would walk over to a particular set, it was a broadsword and on closer examination, if Spike did check it would reveal it was not just a holy artefact but one of the legendary Van-Helsing weapons, there was ten and most were believed lost. This one here was known as Twilight's Fate and glowed in presence of Vampires as well as making any location invisible to them including this one here, "I wish you would stop treating me like I just got off the River Boat. Maria and I were doing this for roughly ten years before what happened did, her for fifteen years. Of course, I knew this place was safe." sighing she drew up the blade gave a few practised swings before placing back down gently and saying sarcastically hostility in her voice, "Mi Casa Su Casa."

Deep in the forest stalked a silent figure. The entity seemed to glide amongst the foliage as if it were simply a branch shaking in the breeze. An observer with a trained eye might spot something vaguely human, if only for a second.

Alder hopped up into the canopy to travel from branch to branch, the leshy's mossy green mane flowing behind like some peculiar cloak. Something was up ahead. He soon came across a structure resembling a cabin. He’d been wandering Lornaine forest for the past few months and still was unfamiliar with its sprawling landscape. Although he’d heard rumours of vampiric activity in Lutetia, these forests themselves appeared safe, at least on the surface.

He became still as he saw two strangers approach and enter the cabin. Being suspicious of everyone he saw, Alder leaped down onto the forest floor. A moment later, what appeared to be a deer trotted cautiously and quietly toward the cabin, close enough to watch and hopefully to hear.

Spike was still unhappy of where she was suddenly warped to, just when she hoped to be away from such magics there she was again. But her words rang true, how was Melissa to know that her now vampire former friend hadnt given away the safe house location ? At that moment it didnt matter, Melissa apparenrtly felt safe enough to take Spike there. WEhen Spike knew exactly where was even safer than waiting out with a pile of gear just for the prey to come to you. Spike always used herself as bait

Spike didnt bat an eyelash at the sudden assortment of weapons that appeared from the walls "All the best weaponry in the dimensions could noty save your friend when her guard was down." Spike murred in a strange language. Finally she spoke "You really want to turn the masses against bloodsuckers. If any of themfind her directly, they could kill her." She removed the Elder Scroll from her belt and opened it upon a table.

There was a latent magic from it, but thanks to the magic already inufsed in Spikes bloodstream, hence her wings and ability ot fly, made the woman resilent to the effects of the elder scroll. "Well... it seems we may have to begin gathering certain items you cant just find at a magic shop..." In this case a black soulgem, a dozen hagraven feathers, and a moonstone gem

"I see...no helping it then..." Acara said, as he took out a large book from....well, nowhere.

"I will just have to tell you the whole story! It might take a few hours, or days, but I am sure you all can endure!"

Although one might think he was joking, the face that Acara was making was one that was completely serious. He might actually give them a lecture that was several days long!

"Um, excuse me, Prince Acara, but you do not actually have the time to do that. You still have much on your schedule".

But they were saved by the loyal Royal Guard! Hurray!

"Well to summarize, Demon King Millen was a powerful entity that, according to History Books, was one of the most powerful beings that ever tried to plague Origin. YOu see, we currently believe that the Demon Kings were just born with some rare power or ability that appears once every thousand years or so naturally in someone. Sometimes, they are known as good people, but....Millen is recorded in the history books we read and write today as bad. He was defeated by the Hero, and his corpse sealed inside a Crypt. Any questions? How about you Jack? You never know when you might need this on an adventure".

"Err, sir...the schedule?"

There might be several people pleading in their minds. Endure his whims, Royal Guard, and you shall go great places! Endure!
You can do it!

Out of nowhere a small rift opened and out dropped a small red fairy who was only about 13 cm (5") tall. She stayed in the air before guiding herself to a nearby table and sat down on it. The rift closed the moment she exited. Aki looked around with her usual sense of wonder at the new location, taking in all the sights.

"Woooah! It's all super pretty and bright in here! Ahaha~ I wonder what this place is for?"

She would clap her hands together as she laughed. After 3 seconds, Aki became bored and thus covered the table she's on with snow using her magic. She then flopped down on her back and started making snow angels while giggling, clearly enjoying herself.

Normalyl the bar was quiet, but Spike was in need of a good drink. However she had not anticipated how small the door way was!

CLONK "AIEE!" Came the pained soft hiss. Then a sudden hiss of pain as her wings were caught in the frame before unfolding them to get into the building properly before the door shut and hurt her... again.

Rubbing her forehead where she had let a good sized dent in the frame Spike waved to a bar keeper and took an ale before spotting the small fairy making... snow angels ? It wasnt every day Spike saw something that small. But then again even on Nirn things werent that little unless it was a butterfly or the like

Spike of course remembered Vitas size experiment with magic and suddenly was reminded of that and briefly thought Vitas had shrunk herself again on accident before realising that Vitas didnt wear that color, nor did Vitas have wings.

Spike stood briefly for a moment and watched Aki, well, this was interesting. Spike was, in all appearances, confused, and briefly entertained. But mostly confused at how someone could be that small. Spike herself was nine foot two inches. So how was something that small ? Did Vitas make it ?

After a moment Spike said as she sat down at the snow covered table "Uh... hi ?" Confusion on her face. Was it possible for a fairy to get bigger so they could speak eye to eye ? {depened actually but Spike didnt know that}

Aki sorta jumped a bit at the sound of Spike's voice. She quickly stood up and looked up at her.

"Haaaaaa! You're so big!!! Ahahaha~ You're like a tree with wings! Hello lady!"

With a bit of a study, Aki, while not very perceptive of these things normally, saw that Spike looked confused.

"Oh I know that look! You get un...un... How did Mommy say that word? Hmmm. Sound it out, Aki. Un. Er. V. Ed. Unnerved! It's because I'm tiny right? A lot of people I meet are like that when I take my usual size... Lemme get bigger!"

Aki dried up all the snow and energetically hopped off the table, her size changing in mid-air so she lands with a dainty thud on the ground. She had enlarged herself to her max size which came to 137 cm (4'6") in height.

"Tadaaa~ I'm big now! Though... You're still really really really big! But, Hihi! I'm Aki Sugardust!"

She beamed with her usual energetic smile and innocent looks.

It was around eleven o'clock at night.
The car (a black BMW E30 M3 Sport Evolution) sped through the streets, screeching around corners and swerving to avoid other drivers, pedestrians and lamp posts... before finally crashing into one with a sickening crunch! caused by a combination of exploding glass and twisting metal!
From inside the car, sounds of a struggle were audible. Frantic feline cries, coupled with more masculine and gruff curses, including, “Keep the bitch still!”
The hiss of the dying engine had barely subsided, when a the windshield shattered to the sound of gunshots and, seconds later, the car door was flung open... and a petite young woman fell out of it!
Well, she wasn't really a woman (or a human, for that matter!) but a humanoid cat being. A Snowshoe, to be exact. Dressed in ripped fishnet stockings, calf boots, a mini skirt (that left little to the imagination) and a pvc bask over a white blouse.
Clutching the weapon (a Desert Eagle 1911) in her once bleach white paws (now streaked with tar and gore) blood streaming from gashes on her lower lip, forehead and grazed elbows, she staggered to her feet, blearily making her way to the nearest bar, hoping to find a first aid kit and something to drink…

She pushed through the door and stumbled over to the bar, barely noticing anything (due to the fact that her vision had gone a bit blurry!)
Swaying a little, she leant against it in order to stop herself from falling over, placing the gun on the bar, with a clunk! as she did so; but not letting go of it.
Feeling something cold trickling down the side of her head, she reached up... and felt blood...
Where was the bartender?
She was starting to feel queasy...
“Um… excuse me?” She called, speaking with a slight French accent. “Can I get some… help…?”
And, with a dull thud, she passed out on the floor...

"Ugh. Again?" A middle-aged man got up from eating the house special, something called a Royal Flush Burger, and went over to examine the poor thing. "Someone call the PD, we have a car crash outside and someone mistook the bar for the hospital again. Better bring that with a side of ambulance."

Aki shouts in her usual happiness at everybody in the bar.

"HELLO!!! ehehe~ Are you all here to play in the snow too?"

Aki covers her ears. Eri told her to never listen to people who talk like that. She moves closer to Spike as if for protection as she kept her ears plugged.

"Nnnn....Bad words...so loud..."