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Felope Cark

''Please leave me alone...''

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a character in “The Purge Has Begun”, as played by tornadofan2

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Basic Info

Name:
Felope Annie Parisc Cark
Physical Age:
20
Actual Age:
24
Gender:
Female
Species:
Vampire

Personality
Felope is difficult to understand for she has many personalities. Mostly, Felope is as alone as she can be, mostly staying away from everyone, no matter who it is. She doesn’t like to be around others, scared that they’ll hurt her just like when she was young. She doesn’t like to be social and will do quite a lot to stay away from anyone, even other Vampires for that part. She is quiet and hardly ever speaks a word to anyone, like she has no voice. She hates it to talk, scared she says anything wrong or anything about her family.

Felope is a nice girl when you’ll meet her and get to see her side. She is kind and helpful, always ready to help her friends. She hates it when she sees her friends in trouble or pain and will help her friends with everything she possibly can help with. She’ll defend her friends, even with her life if she has too. She doesn’t want to lose her friends or see them in trouble. She just wants to be happy again and so wants to see her friends as happy as they can be,

Felope has an aggressive and mean side too. She will fight if she has too and mostly acts coldly and mean, like she absolutely doesn’t care about anything that happens around her. She mostly speaks when she has a mean comment to say about anything and uses her powers and such to protect herself and maybe even others – her friends. Though, she hated being a Vampire and tries to stay as human as possible, not drinking a lot of blood, only a few sips then leaves the victim to recover. She doesn’t want to kill humans, it doesn’t feel right at all for her.

History
Felope was born in a poor family with a lot of problems. Her father was always drunk and her mother had drug problems and had a lot of other man she hang around with. Her father hated Felope and her mother did too, resulting into a lot of beating up. Even when she was a baby. She always got beaten up, with knives, bats and a lot of other things. She got locked up in her bedroom a lot or outside in the small barn they had, they didn’t allow her to have freedom at all and did everything to ruin her life and make her unhappy.

Felope never got the chance to go to school at all. Her father kept her home to do cleanings and the homework of her brother. She had to do the shoppings for dinner and every meal. Whenever she got a free minute she would use that to watch the school her brother was on and pick up some lessons. But, whenever she was a school, to pick up her brother for example, she was being bullied and beaten, just like at home. So she stayed home a lot, not daring to come outside, not wanting to come outside, just wanting to be alone at home and stay alone. But, there she was beaten up like usual but she didn’t care. She was already broken and a bit more she couldn’t care about.

When Felope was 17, she ran away from home. She couldn’t take it anymore and never wanted to return again. She hated her family. But, her parents send the police after her and soon she was back home, after a year of roaming around the country. The police asked her why she ran away from home but she never told, too scared her parents would beat her up only more. She only told the police that she wanted to buy something but was attacked by a strange man – which is a lie - and woke up where the police found her, unharmed. Her parents beat her up after the police had gone and she had been in her bedroom for days, not coming out, crying all the time, not obeying her parents or her brother. She hated them.

Felope was 20 when she got hit by a bus and landed in the hospital. Only then the worry of her parents got great and they begged her every day she laid in the hospital to come back home, that they would care for her better now and that they’d do anything for her. After two weeks of coma, a Vampire came by and bit her to save her life. She returned home a week later, unknown of what happened to her. For a few weeks, her thirst for blood got bigger and she attacked her little brother and killed him. Once that happened, the Vampire came by, told her what she was and left with her so she wouldn’t attack her family anymore. She never wanted to leave, unsure about it what would happen and if they would be alright. She wanted them to be alright, even after all those years of being beaten up and abused.

Felope fell into a deep depression after that. But, the Vampire tried anything to make her happy and after a year, when she was 22 she became happy again. He got killed though and she had been alone ever since, not knowing what to do, roaming around the humans, leading a seemingly normal life. She met a Lycan when she was 23 and fell in love but never saw him again. Now, she had been trying to search for him and met other Lycans. She always respected them. She stayed away from the Vampires, the man had told her so and tried to lead a life so normal no one would suspect her of being a Vampire.

OOC

Have you seen the Underworld movies?:
Yup
How often do you get online?:
Atleast two hours a day I guess.
How often can we expect you to be able to post?:
Every day.
Password:
Vampire Zebras

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Felope Cark's Story

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Felope watched her brother as he was making his homework in his room. She was hungry, hungry for blood and couldn't controll herself anymore. She had been turned into a Vampire a few weeks ago or so and had come from the hospital after she fully recovered. She only didn't know it yet that she had been turned into a Vampire. No one of her family knew she was a Vampire.

Felope pushed the door and it opened silently, it was her meaning to be silent. She slowly entered the room and watched the ground so she wouldn't step on anything in the room. Mostly, her brother had his floor covered with all kinds of toys and books. He rarely cleaned up, Felope used to clean up his room, every room actually. Felope had been a slave for her family for quite some time untill she landed in the hospital. Now, she was just free to do whatever she wanted to do and she did a lot she had missed the years of her life.

Felope licked her lips, stretched her arms, placed them on the head of her brother and sank her teeth into his neck, letting the blood flow into her mouth, swallowing every single drop of blood that entered her mouth. Her brother didn't even get the chance to scream because he was sucked dry. After a few minutes, Felope released the lifeless body and licked her lips again. She quikly left to her room.


Felope opened her eyes slowly, lying on the couch, she had been fallen asleep. She slowly sat up, blinked a few times, then looked around and sighed deeply. She was home. She had nightmares a lot after she had left her parents alone.
Most of the time she woke up screaming but this time it didn't get that far, she was glad about that atleast. She hated it to wake up screaming and make the neighboors worry about her. They mostly knocked on the door and asked if she was alright and Felope would answer that she had a nightmare and that she was alright. The neighboors would leave after that again. Felope sighed and closed her eyes again to sleep a little again.

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Felope puts on the small television she had and watched the news but it was always the same. She didn't understand why humans always had to fight against creatures they hardly understood or just knew. The Human race was the most destructive race in the entire world and Felope hated most humans. But some were actually quite nice, like her neighboors. She could get along with them very well and hoped she would stay friends with them, even if they knew she was a Vampire. She was afraid they wouldn't be her friends though.

Felope heard a knock on the door and walked towards it. She knew it were her neighboors, like always, just in time for coffee. Everyday they would come for coffee and talk together. It made her less depressed then she normally was. It made her a bit happier and forget about her being a Vampire.

She opened the door, and smiled at the neighboors. They came in and she closed the door, then leaded them to the livingroom and sat down. "How are you?" the man asked, sitting down on the couch.

"I'm doing quite alright," Felope answered with a shy smile. "How are you two doing?" she asked softly.

"We are doing fine too. We are getting a new dining table and we're getting a new kitchen. You can come and have a look later, once it's finished," the man said and took his cup of coffee Felope had made in the meanwhile.

Felope nodded and took a sip from her tee. She clicked the television off and sighed softly, thinking back at the Lycan she had met not long ago. She still wondered where he was and what had happened to him.

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Felope closed the door and walked after her neigh-boors as she walked towards their home. She was curious about how their home looked like and had been invited for a small sneak-preview of the house. She smiled as they opened the door and let her in, then leaded her to the kitchen and showed her the new things. She nodded with a smile, watched with great curiosity, nodded at every word they said. It looked really nice.

Felope left after that and looked around, maybe she could search for the Lycans, or at least the Lycan she had fell in love with. She sighed softly and head towards the place where she thought she could find the Lycans. She sighed softly, thinking back to that wonderful day where she had saw him, talked with him and fallen in love with him. She had been thinking about him everyday and always hoped she would find him once again but it hadn't happened yet and that made her actually quite sad.

She stopped and smelled the air, picking up scents of the Lycans, hoping he would be there. And so she walked towards them in the hope to find the Lycan she fell in love with.

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Felope stopped, looked around and got slightly nervous. She was close to the tunnel and thought she had heared something, like a howl. Maybe it had been a Lycan that needed help. She was prepaired to help Lycans, more then Vampires. Lycans felt natural to her as where Vampires felt strange to her. She had no idea why, she was a Vampire herself, but still, she liked Lycans more then Vampires.

She decided she should check it out and walked towards the tunnel but then smelled another Lycan. She hesitated a bit but went on silently, making sure they didn't see her. She had no idea of how they would respond to a Vampire so would watch them first and then see if they needed help. Maybe it was even the Lycan she had fallen in love with, though she had only little hope for that. She kept positive though, always wishing it was him.

As she made her way down the tunnel, the smell of the Lycans became stronger. She stayed calm but stayed rather nervous. They probably could smell her too. She just hoped they realized she didn't form a threat to them. She wouldn't hurt a Lycan, only if she really had too, otherwise she absolutely wouldn't hurt a Lycan. She was too scared it was the Lycan that she still loved so wouldn't hurt Lycans. She sighed softly, knelt down and listened in silence as one said her name..

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"Hey! Are you guys OK? You need me to call help? Is your friend hurt? My dad's a doctor, so I know a little..."

Of course something had to spoil VIktoria's meal. She didn't move, finishing her victim off until every last drop was gone from his body, then she tossed him aside like a limp rag doll. He lay crumpled on the ground in an awkward position, the color drained from his skin. "Damnit! A friends of yours?" Viktoria glanced at the vampire girl, not amused. "Like I'd be friends with a human. Get real." She sighed, wondering why things always had to be so complicated. They couldn't just feed and go on their way. Something had to come along and screw things up. Now this human had seen them, and she needed to die before she could speak a word to anyone else. "Look, just finish your meal. Drain every drop. We don't need another senseless vampire roaming the streets. I'll deal with the girl."

In the blink of an eye, she stood before the human. She was actually quite pretty. It was too bad she needed to die. She grabbed the human and dragged her farther into the alley, back to the girl vampire. "You don't speak a word," she told the human girl. She was about to bite into her neck when the sound of a vehicle hit her ears. She had no idea what vehicles would be out at this time of night, besides military vehicles. That wouldn't be pretty. Was this girl part of some sort of trap to lure the vampires out into the open? She backed up even more, tightening her grip on the human. "This could be a trap. Be ready to run like a bat out of hell."

A van appeared in her line of vision, just outside the entrance to the alley. She had no idea why the military was driving such a crappy vehicle. Her eyes narrowed, studying the man behind the wheel. It only took a second, but the smell hit her nostrils, and it was strong. "Ugh, dog," she whispered quietly. So it wasn't the military, but lycans instead. They must have wanted something to do with the human. There was no way the lycans would have known their location. It was too much of a coincidence. She grabbed the collar of the girl's coat and lifted her off the ground. "If you come any closer, the girl dies," she said with a raised voice aimed towards the van.

A million plans went through her mind, none ending too well. Although if they had the girl, they definitely had the advantage. Perhaps both her and the other vampire could get away scratch free. "Stay alert," she whispered, quiet enough that only the vampire could hear. She lifted the human higher, still talking to the van. "What's so important about her, huh? Why do you want her?" If she could keep them talking instead of attacking, she just might be able to form the perfect plan. She hoped so, anyway.




Landon relaxed slightly, more relieved than he thought at hearing he didn't have the disease. If he had become one of those creatures, he didn't know what he would do.

"Mr Zane our work with you is done, and we do not need to keep you here at all. Once I apply a new dressing to your wound I will be able to discharge you. However...if you resume your 'work' in your current condition, I should think it far more likely that if I see you again it will be through the bulletproof panel of a quarantine cell waiting for your tranformation. I say 'if' I see you again, because I don't often have reason to go down to the morgue."

He snorted, showing the doctor exactly what he thought of the man's words. This may have been a close call, but he would learn and it would never happen again. And who was this doctor, anyway? Chastising him like a little child. He didn't need any advice about how he should live his life. He needed his wound taken care of, any medications he'd have to take, and to get the hell out. Besides, this doctor was human. Shouldn't he be rewarding Landon for his service? He was keeping the streets safer for all of human kind.

The doctor began changing his dressing, and Landon hissed from the pain. "Damnit, could you be just a little more gentle?!" he yelled, clenching his teeth afterward. Once the doctor was done, he let out a long, slow breath, glad the pain had lessened somewhat. Some great doctor he had.

"So I would like an assurance that you will at least be spending a few days respite at home."

He narrowed his eyes, but responded anyway. "Fine, I'll take a few days off. Happy?" he said, tired of this doctor. He didn't have to tell the truth anyway. He could do whatever he pleased after he was out of this damned hospital. "Now can we just get the discharge papers?" he asked. "Please?" he added a little forcefully. He just wanted to return to his group, find out what their next plan of attack was, and go from there. He shifted more to his left side, trying to take the pressure off his wound. He really needed to take some aspirin.




“W-What’s your name? I’m Rae…”

"Calvin," he replied bluntly, caring more about his actions than her words. "Damn," Calvin growled, maneuvering the knife beneath her skin, "the bullet is really deep." He wanted to try to get it out with his fingers, but the silver would burn him extremely. "Why didn't I grab a pair of gloves?!" he muttered to himself, sticking the knife in further. He was definitely doing more damage than the bullet originally had. But it was necessary. If it didn't get taken out, the silver would continue to make her weaker, and eventually kill her once it spread throughout her bloodstream. As he moved it down a little further, he felt the knife hit something hard.

Suddenly, he stopped. He heard movement down the tunnel again. "Was there someone else with you? Following you?" he asked her, anger flaring behind his eyes. Then the smell hit his nostrils. It smelled like death and decay, like a corpse. A vampire had found its way down to their home. Anger consumed him, instantly wanting to run down and rip the creature into small pieces. He had to finish the task at hand, though, but quick. He moved the knife around the bullet, moving it down and beneath the object. Slowly and carefully, he lifted it up, not wanting it to fall back in and lodge even deeper. After a few minutes, he had the bullet successfully out as it balanced on the knife. He stood and walked away from the girl, dropping it in a nearby trash bag.

The knife fell from his hand and he returned to the girl. He removed the cloth from her leg, instead tying it around the shoulder wound. He stood up, looking down at her weak form. Even though she was weak, he knew she probably smelled the vampire as well. "Don't move. I'll take care of the threat." He left her on the couch and sprinted down the tunnel once more, in the same direction he'd picked up Rae. He would have transformed, but he wanted to be able to adequately threaten the disgusting creature. In a few minutes, she came into sight. He stopped immediately, wanting to stay as far away from her as possible.

She was tiny and petite, though Calvin knew that didn't matter with regard to vampires. They could be just as strong as lycans, though he liked to believe he was stronger than any vampire could be. He was happy to find that she was all alone, and it wasn't some kind of mass attack on their home. If it had been, their pack would have most certainly lost with only three members present. Though he had no idea what one single vampire was doing approaching a pack of lycans. Although vampires were stupid.

He growled, the sound clearly threatening, even from his human lips. "You are not welcome here." He spoke loudly and clearly, hoping to intimidate her. He didn't wait for any more words to be spoken. Immediately, he transformed to his lycan form, his human skin ripping apart to show the wolf-form inside. He stood on two legs, towering over the tiny vampire. He growled again, this time louder, and it echoed down the tunnel. He slowly approached her, ready to pounce at any second.

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Felope had been listening to them in silence, then she heard they had smelled her and slowly took a few steps back. She wasn't too scared, just careful. Although she wouldn't hurt a Lycan, if she really had too, if she really had no choice, she would, if she wanted it or not. But, as long as she could avoid that, she would avoid it. She hated Vampires anyway, Lycans were just so much... natural it seemed. Where Vampires were walking corpses, Lycans were more natural, with an animal form. She liked the idea of having such a cool animal form.

She looked around before continuing to listen to the Lycans, interested but careful. She sighed softly as she heard she was called a threat. She could understand, most Lycans saw Vampires as threats but Felope did hard her best being not a threat to this cool race. She loved the race called Lycans, especially with the crush she still had on the Lycan. And now she had the names of the two Lycans further in the tunnel, maybe they knew the Lycan she still loved though she didn't think so, but she could always try to ask.

Once the Lycan came into sight, she took another step back and lowered herself, not wanting to show and signs of being a threat. She looked at him and watched him approach her. ''I-I am sorry for disturbing you,'' she said softly, watching him closely, looking around if she could escape, though he probably would be faster. ''I h-heard a howl and I-I thought that someone needed help,'' she continued, fixing her gaze back on the Lycan, resting her hands on the floor. ''I-I won't hurt you... I promise,'' she ended and looked at him, waiting for a silent response.

''M-my name is Felope..'' she said softly, looking at Calvin.

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Okay then, no conversations. The female creature found a spot on the top of the tunnels to stare at as she fell silent again. Rae had picked up the bad habit of tensing and holding her breath for periods of time while she was in pain. She never once passed out from doing so, but it didn’t help her either. Her head did pick up when he reacted to the noise that hit her ears as well. “Following me? Who knows.. Makes sense, but what doesn’t is that she didn’t come faster and attack. I couldn’t have done much to stop her.”

Wonderful. There went her chances of joining something bigger than herself. Or so it seemed. Her lip curled slightly as he tied her shoulder up. Not at Calvin, but at the thought of a human doing so much damage. She really hoped his was hurting right now. Rae watched the male leave, telling her not to move. Should she?

Her hand pushed herself under her and she sat herself up on the couch, facing the light and the fire. Her good hand came over to slightly pull at the torn cloth of her jeans to get it away from the wound so that she could inspect it, and then she looked around again. There had to be some sort of water around that she could wash her wounds out. Stubborn as she may be, she wasn’t in any mood to get up and look.

The growl and the sound of a change made her look in that direction. She should at least change, right? Be in her strongest so that if the attack did get closer, she could help, but the look from the appearing pack member told her otherwise. She watched him stand there and listen before she looked out that way again, trying to figure out what to do next. She did push herself off the couch and limped her way over to the entrance of the tunnel, leaning against the wall, cradling her arm while she listened.

“A vampire not here to hurt us?” She whispered practically silently to herself. She would still have to apologize for leading the girl down. She had no idea there would be a pack here, and all she wanted to do was get away. She’d rather die at the hands of a human, than a vampire while in a weakened state.

Rae made her way over to the fire. She stood, favoring one leg but she just wanted the warmth the fire provided. She watched it flicker off her skin, distracted herself while everything in her being wanted to go out with the man that saved her life, and rip that girl apart. She was dead anyway, wasn’t she? Though hunting was what got her shot in the first place.

She carefully held her arm across her chest while she managed to pull her shirt back over it. She didn’t put her arm through, but instead pulled it over, helping it keep her arm in that position. Her other arm crossed over her chest as well, cradling the elbow beneath the shirt. She felt helpless like this, and the few hours it would take to fully heal without any pain would be too long, making her quietly growl into the fire.

Damn those people with they’re stupid little guns. She looked toward the tunnel again, and continued to listen. Any sign of fighting, and she would be off to fight with him, injured or not. He saved her life, and she could fight to protect his.

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Thankfully, the human girl stayed quiet as she heard the rather hairy driver shout "Vampires!! Shitting sodding vampires!" She had to smirk a little at that. At least he sounded frightened of them. Not to mention when the three men hesitated as she threatened to kill the human. They had just betrayed their intentions, and her hunch had been correct. "We're not here to fight. And every second we're out here we're risking our necks, you and us. Obviously you've already fed, so let the girl go. She's involved in something that's gonna be bad news for both our species if it goes ahead, but we need her alive. Don't be stupid about this. We're not asking for your help, or offering ours, but this is about something bigger than you know." So this human was supposedly important, which she found hard to believe. All humans were annoying, and only served as food. How one could be important for their species' causes was beyond her. The human would be imperative in both her and the second vampire getting out alive.

They were outnumbered four to two, and those were the only lycans visible. More could be lurking about close, ready to appear at a moment's notice. She didn't sense any particularly close, thankfully. "Do you have any idea of what they're talking about?" her companion asked, so quiet only her ears picked it up. Without glancing sideways, she replied equally quietly. "No. If I did, I'd know how to get us out of this situation..." She listened to her companion ask a question, and she was grateful. Keeping them talking and not attacking was imperative. As everything came into perspective, their situation didn't seem as dire anymore. At least until two more lycans appeared on the scene.

A girl came around the corner first, looking confused about what was going on. A boy followed shortly after. "Shit," she whispered, eyes darting back and forth between their six enemies. Her chances of escaping unscathed had just plummeted. They still had the advantage with the human in their possession, though the odds were slowly starting to build against them. The human was the key to her and the second vampire getting away safely.

A plan began to form in her mind, though things had to happen the way she wanted them, or it wouldn't work. If the lycans decided to attack, everything was ruined. There was no way they could hope to defeat six. Everything relied on the importance of the human, and them wanting her alive and unharmed. If she wasn't as important as they said, and they were lying, she couldn't think of a way out.

"I have a plan," she whispered to her companion. "Follow my lead, and stay close."

However, first she wanted to hear the lycan's answer to their question. If they got away, this would be quite an interesting story to deliver to Silas. The more information she collected, the better. It might even make up for her running away. That and she was bringing back another perspective coven member, who seemed to be useful and intelligent. She was growing fond of her already. She turned her thoughts back to the lycans. "Answer my friend's question," she yelled at them, tightening her hold on the human slightly. "Why is she so important?"




"I'm not unhappy. If that's the best you can give me. In that case follow me and we'll get your belongings back and have you on your way."

It took Landon a few minutes to successfully get out of bed without hurting himself, but he managed it. He followed the doctor through the hospital towards the lobby, slightly hunched over to not stretch the wound more than it could handle. He ushered him into a room, handing him a few discharge forms that had to be completed. As he was writing, he noticed another figure step into the room to whisper something into the doctor's ear. The annoyance on the doctor's face was plain to see, and Landon smirked at that.

He focused on the papers once more, filling out the required information, reading about the medications they were sending him home with. Something to prevent infections, and something for pain. He relaxed slightly, happy to read that. The discomfort was bothering him more than he'd like to admit. He looked over the directions for taking care of the wound, and all the other useless information they provided him with.

Once he was sure everything had been filled out, he slowly stood, realizing the doctor had stepped just outside of the room. He walked to the doorway, papers in hand, and stopped to see a woman standing in front of the doctor. She looked familiar, he was sure he'd seen her face somewhere before, but he couldn't place it. There seemed to be some serious tension going on between the two of them. Maybe she was an ex-girlfriend who had dumped him and broke the doctor's heart. The thought brought a smile to Landon's face.

Stepping right between their little face off, Landon handed the doctor the pile of papers in his hand. "Everything's done. Anything else I need to know, or can I get the hell out of here?"




''I-I am sorry for disturbing you.'' She shrank down, whether from fear or the readiness to pounce, he couldn't say. He growled again, louder this time.

''I h-heard a howl and I-I thought that someone needed help, I-I won't hurt you... I promise.'' He snorted at her words. Like she could even hope to hurt him. Though confusion filled his brain. A vampire knowingly entering his pack's ground, pledging peace? It was never heard of, not even in the almost three hundred years he'd been alive.

"M-my name is Felope.." He snarled, not really caring what the vampire's name was. Although the fact that she hadn't attacked was a good sign. He refused to trust her words, however. he learned that lesson long ago. He was only a few feet from her, the stench becoming unbearable. The smell was heightened in his lycan form, and he was practically gagging, which sounded more like coughs coming from the wolf. After staring at her for minutes, he backed off a few steps, sensing no threat from her. That was before the second vampire came into view.

He jumped back, and let loose a roar down the tunnel towards his home, alerting his pack members to stand ready. He had almost bought the filthy vampire's sob story. Thankfully he hadn't let his guard down too much. Then the second vampire mentioned Silas' name, and he stopped in his tracks. Of course he knew that vampire's name. The old vampire, though not nearly as hold as himself, led a small coven on the edge of town. They'd never really had any problems with each other, not that he know of anyway, each keeping their distance from the other. The fact that he was sending a lone vampire to his lair was a sign of peace.

Growling, he slammed his fist into the wall of the tunnel, cracking it and causing dust to fall. He didn't want to trust this vampire, but he very well couldn't just kill the messenger. It could cause an all out war between his pack and Silas' coven, which would be stupid with the humans hunting their species. As much as he didn't like it, he had to hear this messenger out. He retreated, giving them a stare, holding a lycan hand out showing them not to follow. He ran back to their common room, finding Rae up next to the fire. He gave her a low growl, angry to see her off the couch. He entered his room, shifting back into human form, and putting on some clothes, aggravated he ripped his previous clothes in the rush.

Once dressed, he sprinted back to the vampires, thankfully finding them in the same place. "You will walk slowly in front of me so I can watch you. You try to use your powers or run away from me, I attack." They slowly made their way down the tunnel, the light of the fire growing larger with every step. When they reached the furniture, he sprinted ahead of them and held his hands up. He pointed to the two chairs farthest away from the rest. "You will sit there. No funny business." He remained standing, between the vampires and the injured Rae, not wanting her to get more injured than she already was. The other two lycans emerged from their rooms, in human form, to watch the two 'guests' carefully.

"Tell me what Silas wants... and be quick about it."

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Felope watched the Lycan in silence, staying low, making no movement. He didn't seem to trust her and she could perfectly understand yet he seemed to be confused about what she was doing. Then, the Lycan backed off a few steps, seeming to sense no threat in her. That was a good sign for her but she still wasn't sure so stayed low so she wouldn't lose the small bit of trust he had in her. She needed to find the Lycan she loved and she would work against the Vampires of that was necessarily. She didn't like the Vampires at all anyways.

As she was about to stand, she got scared when he jumped back and let loose a roar. Had she done anything wrong? She looked back to see another Vampire and narrowed her eyes, staying silent as always. She wasn't much of a talker and she was scared, she didn't even know the other Vampire. She looked back at the Lycan and he left. Then came back in human form. She rose slowly and did as he said, not wanting him to get angry. She slowly walked forward until he stopped them. She looked at the other Lycans, trying to see if it was 'him' but it wasn't so she sat down on a chair and looked at them.

'I don't even know who Silas is. I know it's yet another Vampire,' she thought to herself, resting her head on her hands and staring at the fire. She looked at Rae and guessed that was the Lycan she had heard, she said nothing about it though, just stared silently at the fire, waiting, sighing softly, listening. Her mind flashed back to when she was younger, her parents and her brother. It had seemed so long ago but it actually had been just a few years since she left them. She missed them badly though and really wanted to go back, she couldn't sadly.

'Why was I turned into a Vampire?' she thought, staring at the fire. 'Just because I would have died otherwise? But, I rather died then... No! I would have recovered. I was perfectly fine and now, I'm just cursed. And I can't even find the one I love...' She sighed.

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Rae let out a little bit of a whine from all the sounds in the tunnel. Why did she have to get shot?! Right now, she would have turned into her beast and ran off to hunt, the rush and excitement making her forget to strip before hand. The wound saved her from that one, and then embarrassment of wearing a sheet, or clothes of another pack member. Were there even other girls around?

When he came back alone, his growl made her bow her head slightly, “I was cold.” It wasn’t in defeat or fear from him, but a simple statement. She wanted him to know that she would do as she was told, but she wasn’t going to do it because she feared him, so the female went to go take a seat back on the couch. Her head tilted as he left again, only to return with the vampires. Her head dipped down and she let her shirt cover her nose for a moment before she got used to the smell, breathing shallowly.

She watched Calvin for a long time, watched the way that he moved, listened to the way that he spoke. Rae then watched the other two pack members there. They were so loyal to him, loyal to each other. Her eyes then traveled to the two that were in the room. The redheaded one was beautiful, even for a dead body. The other one made her snort slightly. She seemed as if she would be afraid of her own shadow. Unless that was a plan; act terrified of everything, let them thing they can rule over you before you attack.

Rae watched that one closer before she looked at Calvin again. ‘Stop it,' she mentally told herself, arguing slightly. She found the man attractive, especially when he took charge, but she just told herself it was because she had been alone for a long time. Rae came to shift on the couch, letting her head rest on the back side, her back to the arm of the chair. She really hated looking so weak in front of their century old enemies, but she wasn’t going to leave the room. If it came to it, she would fight, even with a bad shoulder.

It was then that she realized the purpose for where he was standing. He could have chosen to be more in the middle of them so that they were at easy grasp if it came to it, but he stood there in her view. He was protecting her. In all her years, she had never came across such a pack leader, one that would protect someone of his kind, but of one he didn't know. Calvin had no idea if she would be one against her own kind, never asked her anything, but yet he still stood there with his back to her, his stance strong. The female whispered a quite 'thank you,' more to herself than anything as not to distract him. She knew there was at least a little bit of a trust there when his back was left exposed, and she promised herself that she would never betray that to a man that saved her life.

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"The streets are crawling with military, and between you and us we make a pretty juicy target for them right about now. You think I have time to explain?? Her dad's involved in something that we don't want to succeed. Look at the situation. We could attack and kill you, but you know we can't afford any losses so how about you let us take the girl, and you do what you do best and disappear into the darkness?"

So the dog wasn't going to be honest. Sadly, he did have a point. While the streets weren't exactly crawling with military, they would show up eventually, with this many of them out in the open. Someone living nearby could have already called in about a disturbance. The longer they stayed out, the more stupid they seemed to their opponents.

"Kill us? But...we have what you need. I suggest you keep your distance, lest you see the girl drained. We will let her go...eventually. I just wish to know what you are talking about. We have plenty of time. Trust me, if the streets were crawling with military, I'm guessing we would have been caught by now. Now, would you please tell up what you are talking about? I would hate... to see her be hurt."

Viktoria had to smirk at that. This other girl had spunk, and especially a sadistic sort of humor, which she appreciated greatly. Things needed to get moving slightly faster, however. And Viktoria was going to do just that. "Come on," she whispered to the vampire, "follow me." Still keeping a tight hold on the human, she quickly jumped onto the fire escape of the building to her right, and made her way to the roof. "Don't move a muscle!" she yelled to the lycans as she watched them stir.

She extended her arm, dangling the frail human over the side of the building. "I swear if you move, I'll toss her far enough where you can't reach her in time." Her patience was running thin, and she didn't particularly know that the lycans wouldn't attack, if provoked enough. While she would love to kick some dog ass, she didn't feel like going into a battle she knew she'd lose. "You've got one more chance, dog!" she yelled, narrowing her eyes. "Tell us who she is."

Viktoria watched the human, the girl's eyes wide with fear. Though she had more of a backbone than the vampire could have ever imagined. She wasn't pleading for her life, sobbing uncontrollably, or any of the other pathetic things she'd seen humans do when they found out her true nature. She took her eyes off the human to the pack of dogs that were staring right back at her. To prove her point, she let go of the human, letting her drop a few inches, before she grabbed the girl with her other hand. "Next time, I won't catch her," she threatened, giving the human a little shake.

The lycans remained silent, giving them no answers. "Damnit," she whispered. She had wanted to give Silas some valuable information, but a little information was better than none at all. They could follow up on it, Viktoria was sure she'd be able to research and find out exactly who this girl was. Her eyes looked to her right, finding her new vampire friend. "It's obvious they're not going to talk. I think we should just split. Follow me if you want to be in a clan. Otherwise, get out of here as fast as you can, and go home." She paused, looking down to the alley to make sure the lycans hadn't moved. "Ready?" she asked, preparing to sprint away. In the flash of an eye she sprinted to the other edge of the roof, then released her hold on the human. She watched the girl fall for a split second before turning around and taking off across the roof, leaping from one building to the next.

She wondered if the lycans had managed to catch the human in time. She pondered a few questions as she ran, heading towards her coven. Every few minutes, she looked behind her to make sure she wasn't followed, and looked down in the streets to make sure no one saw them. It took awhile, but she eventually made it home. She walked back through the front door, holding it open for the girl that had followed her home.




Landon watched the doctor quickly hide the papers from the woman's view. He raised an eyebrow, wondering what that was about. Why did it matter what his papers said, it wouldn't mean anything to this woman. "Thank you Mr Zane, that will be all." He shrugged, pushing his puzzlement away. He honestly didn't care what was going on between these two... all he really wanted was to go home and lie in his own bed. "Here's to hoping that I never see you again, doc," he said with a smile on his face.

He hunched over once more, leaving the pair of them to head for the parking lot. After only a few paces, a thought struck him. "How the hell am I going to get home?" he whispered to himself, stopping in his tracks. He couldn't even remember how he'd gotten here, but the doctor had said his friends had brought him in. Unfortunately, his friends seemed to be missing. Which left him without any means of transportation, except for walking. And in his current state, that would take forever. Or he'd probably rip open his stitches or something.

"Mr. Zane, is it? Might I speak to you outside? I may have a proposition for you, if you're the kind of man I think you are." The female voice behind him caught him off guard, but he turned around to see who had addressed him. He frowned a little, wondering what exactly this woman could want with him. He pondered the thought a moment, before shrugging. He really had nothing to lose. "Sure, I guess," was all he replied before turning once more and heading for the automated doors at the end of the lobby. It took him a few minutes, but he made it.

Once outside, Landon went to the right of the door, and leaned against the wall to take some pressure off his side. The woman had followed, and he studied her a little closer. She was actually quite pretty, and now that he studied her, he was absolutely certain his earlier hunch of seeing her before was correct. But he still couldn't place where she was from. His memory seemed to be failing him... he hoped it wasn't permanent. "Alright, we're outside. What exactly do you want?" he asked, folding his arms and glaring at her.




The vampire with the red hair made Calvin extremely angry. Her complete lack of any manners in his home wasn't acceptable to him. She comes to his pack alone, and has the stupidity to mouth off to him. He knew vampires weren't intelligent by any means, but this one had to be downright dull. He kept his anger inside, keeping his appearance cool and collected. He wanted the girl to believe her insults meant absolutely nothing to him. And though her words angered him, ultimately what she thought of him didn't matter.

"Look buddy. Silas just sent me here to ask you if you would cooperate with us, our coven. He wanted to know where you stood in this dispute between the three races."

So Silas wanted peace, it seemed. At first, the notion seemed absolutely crazy to him. Vampires and lycans were not capable of working together. They would tear each other to pieces before anything good was accomplished. But the more the thought lingered in his mind, the less crazy it seemed. If they both teamed up against the humans, they could actually win. There would of course have to be rules established, but he just might have to go for it. Temporarily, of course.

"So, are you in or out?" Calvin considered it more. While on the surface it made sense, deep down it was much more complicated than that. He was sure his pack wouldn't like having to work with the bloodsuckers, but it just might be necessary. No doubt Silas knew how hard his pack had been hit, which made this proposition even more appealing. A guarantee that some vampires wouldn't kill any more of his pack was extremely tempting.

"Shut your muzzles puppies." Her words brought Calvin out of his thoughts. He looked to his pack mates, their anger clearly visible. He'd had enough of this girl, and wanted her out. The other one had stayed silent, he was grateful for that. But he wanted her out as well. "Tell Silas I will agree to meet him on neutral ground outside the city tomorrow night. Midnight." He gave the girl directions to his desired destination. "Now get out of here. Both of you." He waved them away, tired of smelling them. After they left, their smell would probably linger longer than he'd like. Right now the tunnel smelled like a graveyard.

He finally glanced back at Rae, who had seated herself on the couch once more. He walked over to her, and settled himself next to her. "How are you feeling?" he asked, noticing the wound still looked pretty gruesome. "I should probably set you up with a room. Follow me," he said, standing.

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With her head still on the back of the couch, her back to the arm, she continued to watch the three of them. Rae never made a noise or a comment while they were there, only because it wasn’t her place. Had she been a part of the pack for a long time, she would have been up and arguing until Calvin had quieted her. Rae had her moments of not knowing when to be quiet and what to say, which never lead her to wanting to run her own pack.

Peace with the race that she's wanted to hunt and tear apart for the last hundred years. What a strange thought. Could it really happen? Her eyes looked around the room, and she wondered just how many where really around and how many there had been. If they were going to work together with just that coven of vampire, all the others weren't off limits, right? There was a smirk to that. Rae shifted slightly when they got up to leave, her head lowering to hide her nose subtlety, not making a big deal about the way they smelled, but she still wanted to avoid it.

”How are you feeling?” The question brought her head back up and she thought about it for a moment. “Better, I guess. I’m feeling a little stronger, easier to keep awake, but I still feel like I just want to rip my shoulder off and leave it at that. The leg isn’t too bad anymore. The throbbing and the bleeding stopped, it just hurts when the muscle is used.” She murmured. “Thank you again, and I’m really sorry that I lead them down here…” Rae said softly, licking at her bottom lip. “I should have known they would be around with how much I was bleeding.”

“A room?” She asked after a long pause and then gave him a smile. “Thank you.” She slowly pushed herself up off the couch, following him. Her arm was still against her bare body, her shirt pulled over the outside of it to keep the arm in place, but the hole blown in the shoulder of the shirt still showed the wound that still hurt like hell. As Rae walked, she walked with a little bit of a limp, but her leg wasn’t nearly as bad as her shoulder. If she wasn’t going to start healing soon, she would reopen them and try to bleed the silver from her system, but at least she was finding a little bit of her strength again. It wasn’t until after they were alone and away from the pack before she spoke again.

“Do you ever share what’s on your mind? Ever admit when you’ve got just a little bit of fear?” She asked gently, in a tone low enough for them. Rae could see the way he held himself together and she couldn’t smell a female on him. Normally, you could tell when one of their kind was with another, and from Calvin it could be that he really wasn’t that close to anyone, or it was from all the times he had to change his clothes. The rest of the pack wasn’t here either, so she couldn’t see how he really acted around his family. "It may not be my place to ask," she added after a long thought, "but I do owe you everything." Rae didn't ask what was on his mind because she felt like she had to, but because she knew what it was like to hold those thoughts and those emotions in; to never let anyone know what was going on which is why she had been alone for so long. It was easier that way.

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Felope listened silently and sighed when she had to leave. She slowly got up, glanced at the girl, then the others before she left, walking back to her home, seemingly disappointing and sad. She still hadn't found him, even when she wished so badly to find him. Maybe he had died. Killed by a Vampire or shot by a human. Maybe he hadn't survived on his own and had he died simply because he couldn't survive on his own. Maybe, she would never do anything again with him, or ever see him again. It all seemed that way and it made her depressed a bit. She simply wished she would see him for one last time. No! She was sure he was alive.

She stopped in her tracks, a few meters from the tunnel, looking back at it, thinking. Maybe he was there, maybe he had joined them and maybe he was there. Though, she chance seemed small and she wasn't sure if she should take that chance for it could be her death. She knew the Lycans could easily kill her, she wouldn't struggle against it anyways. She wouldn't kill Lycans, she would rather kill herself instead of a Lycan. Where Lycans were mostly natural, Vampires were dead, walking corpses and she didn't like the idea of it. But she knew she wouldn't be able to turn back to human or to turn into a Lycan, that would be impossible.

She turned around and looked at the tunnel, weighing her chances, trying to figure out if he was there or not. She couldn't smell him but that was probably because of all the other smells of the Lycans in the tunnel. But, would she dare to enter again? No, she was too scared. But, what if he was there? No, he wouldn't be there. She would have known if he was there, and he wasn't because she hadn't smelled him. She looked down and sat down, wrapping her arms around her pulled up knees and resting her head on her knees. She closed her eyes and sighed. ''Wherever you are, please come back,'' she whispered softly.

Felope stood back up and walked back to her house. She closed the doors and laid back down on the couch, staring at the ceiling, thinking of the Lycan she missed so badly. She wished he was here, he wasn't. She would never see him again, never. No Lycan would ever accept her and she would walk around in the night like the dead corpse she was. She wished she had died in the hospital at times, at times like this. She didn't belong anywhere, she was completely alone, no matter what. She would always be alone, no matter what happened. He wouldn't return, Calvin wouldn't accept her, her small alone for him would be terrible, and she wouldn't have anyone to be around with.

''Alone is what I will and shall be,'' she whispered to herself, sitting back up and burying her face in her hands. 'Alone forever. Deemed like the stupid corpse I am. I just wished I had died.'

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Felope had fallen asleep on the couch, but had a restless sleep. She rolled of the couch and yelped painfully as she hit the ground. She opened her eyes and sat up, looking around, seemingly confused. She sighed, seeing she was home, alone. She sat up and stood up, walking to the couch, sitting down and looking at the mobile telephone. She pushed a button and a peep sounded before a low, male voice. She gasped and got it harder, then listened closely. It was the Lycan she had met and fallen in love with. She smiled hearing his voice again. She always loved the voice. She listened silently. And then, his voice was gone at once and another voice was heard. She narrowed her eyes closely before sighing and burying her face in her hands.

She raised her head again and made a small note. She then walked to the kitchen and looked around before hearing the bell of the front door. She opened it and looked at a small child, the grandson of her neighbors. She smiled and ruffled through his hair as she let him in, and so the neighbors. They sat on the couch and she in a separate chair. ''What brings you here?'' she asked.

''Just, we heard some screams again and wondered how you were doing,'' the woman said, taking a sip from her tea that Felope had made. The man nodded as the boy watched the house curiously. He then yawned and leaned back on the couch, looking at Felope silently.

Felope smiled and sighed. ''Just another nightmare. They are coming more and more, but I'm fine. Don't worry,'' she reassured them, smiling as she watched the boy fall asleep. She took him to a separate room and laid him in a bed so he could sleep. Then went back to the neighbors and sat back down again. She took a sip from her glass of water.

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Felope let the neighbors go home and sighed, sitting back on the couch and resting her head in her hands, thinking of what advice she had been given, and about the Vampire Coven. She belonged there, but she didn't want to belong there. It seemed not fair, that she hadn't gotten a choice, that it had been her life or her death, but at the moment she didn't have much either. She wished she had died, not become a Vampire instead and live like a dead person anyways. She wanted to go outside, in the sun light, do the thing humans did too and be herself again. She wanted to return home but couldn't, there was no way back to humanity, and she would always be the Vampire she was. So, maybe she had to join the Vampire Coven.

She sighed and got up, looked around, made a small note for the neighbors and left. She went back to the Subway where she had met the Lycans, knowing a meeting was coming. She would join them, right then, though she rather joined the Lycans. She had no choice, the Vampire Coven was where she belonged, if she wanted that or not. She hoped nothing would happen though, that she wouldn't have to fight against the Lycans. She didn't want that, she couldn't fight them, she would only think of the Lycan she fell in love with, though she knew she might have no choice. It made her upset.

She stopped before the Subway and looked around silently, hoping to be alone, and not followed by anyone. She decided to wait for a while somewhere where she could keep an eye out on the Subway, and then enter and join in. That was probably the best for her, then she could think for a little while longer.

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Felope looked at the sky and rose, turned around, gathered her stuff and went a bit away from the Subway, finding a small place, she could shelter in it for now. She opened the door, went in, closed it behind her and looked around at the damp, cold, wet, old and almost unpleasant place. She placed her bag on an old shelf and ran her finger through the dust on the old couch. She sighed and sat down on it, looking around, remembering bits and peaces of her past, feeling like a small child again.

This was her old parents home, before they moved to a bigger, new home when she was three, leaving this house behind. She could remember her first steps in this house, how she had tried to walk to the couch whilst her parents were forcing her to go to the couch and sit down on it. She could remember it closely, like it had been yesterday, it was all clear in er head. She missed her family and hoped they were alright.

She picked up her bag and opened it, getting out a small picture of her parents and her brother, standing next to each other, smiling. She smiled faintly before setting the picture down on the small, wooden table. She than took out what seemed like a old piece of fabric, in fact, it as her old stuffed animal. She had found the old thing when she was around seven years old and found comfort in it ever since. She hugged it and smelled it, it needed to be cleaned but she would worry about that later.

After that, she laid down on the couch and grabbed the small blanket that laid on the floor, pulling it over her as she holded the stuffed animalclose to her. She closed her eyes and thought back to her life when she was a child, she thought of her family and her past, smiling faintly, and sometimes feeling like she was about to cry.