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Kara Reilly

"You worry about yourself, I'll worry about me."

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

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Kara Reilly

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Basic Info

Name: Kara Reilly
Physical Age:Twenty-two
Actual Age:Eighty-seven
Gender: Female
Species: Lycan

Personality

Kara is realistic and tries to be an optimist. She's still getting used to being a Lycan, but she enjoys it overall. The one thing she dislikes is eating meat; she used to be a vegetarian, but she figures that'll just take some getting used to. Kara is outgoing and trusts people easily, sometimes a bit too easily. She's more wary around vampires and can get a little uneasy around humans but she doesn't try picking fights like some others do. She wants to find a pack so that she can have someone to rely on or relate to. She's sweet, but sometimes isn't all that street smart. She is good at taking care of others though, and has motherly qualities in that sense.

History

Kara grew up and was raised in New York. She (somehow) has barely any street smarts, which is what led to her becoming a lycan. She should've noticed something was off about her boyfriend, but nothing rang an alarm in her mind. So when they headed to his place after a date one night, he lost it and attacked her. Her boyfriend left her bleeding in an alleyway nearby. Kara was stunned and had no idea what was going on, though it became clear to her a few weeks later. About four months after changing into a lycan she met Alex who showed her the ropes of the world of the lycan. She's completely trusting to other lycans and has yet to meet a bad one, but she's pretty wary of vampires just out of instinct. Humans? They don't bug her as long as they leave her alone. She doesn't go out of her way to meet other species, however.

OOC

Have you seen the Underworld movies?: Yes
How often do you get online?: Everyday, few exceptions
How often can we expect you to be able to post?: Everyday, granted there's stuff to respond to.
Password:Vampire Zebras (Any submissions without the password will be rejected.)

So begins...

Kara Reilly's Story

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#, as written by Jexis
A voice shouted as two figures entered the emergency room. "You should've known this by now! What the hell were you thinking? You don't ever do that, especially for a-"
"Alex!" a second voice, female, barked back at him. "Do you really think that now's a good time?!"
"Honestly, sometimes I think it's better if you act your age and stay still all day Kara..." Alex muttered bitterly to himself, but he did stop badgering her. "Come on," he led her to the counter of the emergency room.
"Hi, how may I-oh!" the woman jumped up and went to get someone.
"I told you, she needed help," the female hissed quietly to her companion.
"How old are you? Almost a century? Shouldn't you know to stay away from the va-?"
"Watch it! And besides, it shouldn't take too long for me to heal, it wasn't deep," Kara exhaled slowly, looking down at her side. Her green shirt was stained dark crimson with blood, and a knife was lodged into her skin, "If I didn't go here, it'd raise suspicion, I know enough to recognize that." She stuck her tongue out childishly. She really wasn't mature at heart.
"What am I going to do with you...and where is she?!" Alex barked again. "Hey, you got a patient out here!" He had slammed his hands down onto the counter angrily. It wouldn't surprise her if he lost his temper and went on a rampage here.
"Al, I already told you I'm going to be fine. You know it, I know it, both of us. We've already established that...Sorry, look, I know you don't like them, but do you think you could just try a bit to-" Alex turned around, his eyes full of hate. Kara felt herself frown slightly before looking away. Really it shouldn't be that difficult to get along with other species, it shouldn't be for any species. But something made them fight, was it just their blood? Could it really run that deep, that long? She had learned the history as far back as she could over the years, and she understood some of the motives for actions either side took. Something about it all didn't add up, something she couldn't figure out exactly.
"-y...hey...Kara!" Kara jumped at the sound of his voice. "God, don't do that," he sighed over exaggeratedly, so loud that the few people who had ended up in the waiting room began looking at him with eyes of the Devil. He glared back at them with a look of disgust. She held back a sigh.
"Alright, come over here," the woman hurried back and ushered them through a door near the counter. Kara was put onto one of the gurneys and rolled by two nurses to a room a few halls down. Alex followed at their heels.
Suddenly he took a sharp intake of breath and his eyes narrowed. He could smell others, lycans and vampires alike. He let out a growl too low for the nurses to pick up. Another weakness of humans.
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"...one place nearby and it's crawling with them, just our luck. Perfect. Fucking perfect," Alexander snarled. Kara blinked at the bright lights above her. It took a few seconds for her to fully regain consciousness and remember where she was and how she got there. "You sure you're okay?"
"Yeah, she didn't stab me hard enough to cause any major damage," she shrugged with a small smile. How is she always so upbeat? For Pete's sake she just got stabbed by a vampire, Alex thought bitterly.
"In hindsight, I should've given her more warning. Think about it this way, you're a young vampire, really young, oh don't give me that look just imagine it! Okay, now New York is at war among the species. You have no idea when you're going to get attacked, and you're all alone. Then this lycan woman walks up to you and starts to speak. You're going to attack her," she reasoned.
"Whatever, it's typical for a vampire to do something like that without thinking," Alex replied simply. He completely missed the point she was trying to make.
"No, no, it's not. In fact, it's kind of like someone I know, he's a great guy though," she trailed off and began humming.
"Wh-what? Who?" he spluttered.
"You."
"Watch it Reilly," he glared but didn't press further. Kara chuckled to herself. It was an up and down relationship between the two of them, but it worked out at then end of the day. Kara sighed and waited for a doctor to enter to tell her when she could leave. It must be soon, they'd been lucky to get a lycan doctor. She'd been a small, old Asian woman with a heavy accent. From what the two pieced together she had to go because of some family emergency, so a new doctor would be coming in. That was just guessing though, Alex was terrible with accents.
"They're taking forever...no doubt it's a human." His bitterness towards them had no end.

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Character Portrait: Jemima Furness Character Portrait: Wesley Holdway Character Portrait: Kara Reilly Character Portrait: Alexander Stille
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#, as written by Jexis
"Of course, just perfect," he was still grumbling to himself when they had gotten into the apartment half an hour later. Kara was peeling off her bandages and threw them into an already overflowing wastebasket.
"What now?" she sighed. Really, there was no end to this, ever. Normally she'd be able to put up with his babbling but at the moment it seemed far from charming.
"Seven and a half minutes, that's how long it took just to find someone to-"
"Here," she said, cutting him off again. Alex turned to her expectantly. "You and I are going to look for them, okay? You need someone to whine to who might have a better understanding of whatever you're trying to get at," it wasn't too polite but she suspected he wouldn't care anyways. All he'd hear was that they'd finally go out and look for lycans like themselves, maybe join a pack or something.
"Really?! Come on!" he ran for the car keys and grabbed Kara's hand, nearly yanking her arm out of its socket in the process of dragging her along. She shouted for him to slow down, in vain of course. Kara sighed and ran to keep up the pace with him. The only thing she pointed out against his plan was that on foot, they'd be able to smell the lycans coming.
And so, they embarked on their ally-seeking mission.

They'd been walking for about ten minutes when they found them. Alex spotted them first. It was a group. Three, no, four...maybe five? They were lycans, though. Alexander's face broke into a grin and he walked a little faster. Then he frowned and paused momentarily.
"Vampires," he stated coolly, his eyes narrowed to a slit. Kara jogged up behind him.
"What're you st-" she had picked up the scent as well. "Let's check it out." She went on ahead and paused when she saw the van in the alley, slowly peeking her head around the corner of the alleyway and peering in. In the van's headlights three figures were standing out against the light. She recognized two as vampires, and the other, based on her position, must have been human. She looked closer and saw two corpses on the ground.
Kara held out a hand, signalling Alexander to stay back. He'd snap if he saw this. As much as he hated humans, he hated the vampires who killed them even more.
One of the lycans, still halfway inside the van, was trying to ease the vampires into letting the girl go, from what she could gather.

Alexander walked up behind her, mouth open to ask what was going on. Kara threw her hand over it before he could speak and cause any further trouble. The situation already looked delicate enough. Finding a pack would obviously have to wait until whatever was going on was sorted out. Wait she conveyed the message with a stern look on her face, one not often shown by her. She turned back to the problem at hand.

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Character Portrait: Calvin Hyde Character Portrait: Katrina Rae Fletcher Character Portrait: Jemima Furness Character Portrait: Dr. Lauren Romano Character Portrait: Jessenia Clarck Character Portrait: Viktoria Wilkes
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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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Character Portrait: Jemima Furness Character Portrait: Dr. Lauren Romano Character Portrait: Jessenia Clarck Character Portrait: Viktoria Wilkes Character Portrait: Wesley Holdway Character Portrait: Kara Reilly
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Wes took a long time to answer the vampire. He hadn't been prepared for this, and had no idea what he needed to say. Yes he knew the truthful answer; the girl's father was trying to create some sort of a serum that would eradicate the conditions which created someone a lycan or vampire. But if he was to just come out and say that, then the vampires might well take the girl for themselves and use her as ransom just like Calvin had planned to!

He was chewing his lip trying to figure out how to respond, when he became vaguely aware of more Lycans at the end of the alley. Were they the ones who'd got out of the van earlier? No, that made no sense, they'd be approaching from the opposite end of the alley. Which would have been ideal because then the vampires would have been surrounded. Either way, it meant that the vampires were now heavily outnumbered. Except that they still held one very important bargaining chip.

"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." Wes bluffed, before trying to adopt a more bold tone of voice and continuing, "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?"



Quentin stood by as his patient filled in the necessary forms, but a commotion from out in reception alerted him to the fact that his attempted diversion had not held Dr Romano up for very long. He mumbled and excuse and stepped outside, and immediately spied his erstwhile colleague making her way into the complex. She could not have come alone, and she certainly seemed to be asserted her newly acquired authority.

"I hadn't thought to find you here."

Quentined cocked his head and looked at her coldly. "A doctor in a hospital treating patients?" he said dryly, "I can understand why that might seem such an anomoly to you."

"Gosh, it's been...what? Eight years, now? Do you mind if I take a look at some of the patients here? I promise I won't get in anyone's way."

"I highly doubt that." Quentin retorted, "Anyone who breathes in this building without performing an essential medical procedure is 'in the way'. So yes I mind greatly, but I suspect your concern for my opinion is little more than a hollow pleasantry."

He could feel his indignation rising, and knew full well that it was born largely out of the fact that Lauren had shown such promise in her early days, and could potentially have been a powerful ally for him in the current political climate. He could only assume that she was willing to be the government's pawn because she wished to be on the 'winning' side. Quentin had no illusions as to the fact that there were few supporters of his own outlook.

Mr Zane emerged from the waiting room and handed him the forms. Quentin hurried to take them and put them against his chest, but the way the militia-man handed the papers across meant that there was no way Lauren wouldn't have seen something on the forms to give away the fact that this man had been the victim of a Lycan attack. It was a small mercy than Zane did not seem to be infected, otherwise Lauren would most likely have made 'use' of him. Even so, there were any number of subjects in the quarantine block that would be of great interest to the government scientist if she gained access to them.

"Thank you Mr Zane," Quentin said hurriedly and inconspicuously, "that will be all."

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Character Portrait: Jemima Furness Character Portrait: Jessenia Clarck Character Portrait: Viktoria Wilkes Character Portrait: Wesley Holdway Character Portrait: Kara Reilly Character Portrait: Alexander Stille
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"Alex, come on let's go, this is serious," Kara hissed to her companion. "I don't think we should get mixed up with these guys."
"No, wait," Alex held out a hand in front of her, eyes glued to the scene at hand. He licked his lips hungrily, itching for a fight. "I want to see how this ends..."
"No, not right now, come on!" she whispered hurriedly. Alexander shook his head, his shaggy hair shaking from side to side as he did so. Kara bit her lower lip and looked at the scene. From the looks of it, they were serious opponents, and while Alex was greatly gifted in fighting for his age, it wouldn't be a wise choice to fight them. That was just her intuition, of course.
Alex too knew that they weren't going to be easy opponents to defeat. He was hoping and somewhat exaggerating in thinking that an all-out brawl would arise. The male lycan's point of police crawling through the city only emphasized that. He stepped around Kara who attempted to drag him back and looked straight ahead at the scene. Kara was getting more frantic, though she hid it well given her usual dramatics. She was pulling on his arm and glancing from him back to the group.

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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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Alex had started walking out into the alley when he saw the girl dangling by her hand. He involuntarily lurched forward when the vampire dropped her, only to catch the human again. He emitted a low growl as he listened to her threats, and could see a smirk on her face, a gleam in her eyes. She was enjoying this slightly. It appeared that another part of her honestly craved the answer to her questions.

Then she dropped the human.

Alexander sprinted forward, nearly running into one of the three lycans that had been standing in front of the van. His mind raced as he realized he was too far away to get her, and he sprang forward, just barely getting her. He landed hard on the ground and winced slightly at the impact, letting a curse to hiss through his lips. He turned his attention back to the human girl in his arms.
"You okay?" he asked, letting out a sigh of relief. The vampire, the one that had been dangling her above, she turned out to be more dangerous than he suspected. She was smart though, she knew just how to bait them into giving the answer and when to call it quits. Mentally, the lycan smirked at the thought of her not getting the information she obviously was curious about.
Kara stepped out from behind the wall and jogged over to them. A worried look was easily visible all over her face. "Are you okay? Alex, you okay?" she asked both of them, nervously tucked a chunk of hair behind one ear. Of course, Alex thought, She's never been good in hostage situations. Even if that one was only about forty seconds.

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"I wish that were so." Quentine replied with a certain degree of remorse. Had he not once harboured such a high opinion of Lauren, he might have found her easy to ignore, but the reality was her choices caused him a certain amount of pain. Not in themselves - they were the choices made my hundreds of other scientists - but because he wished that she in particular had not taken them.

His concerns about the papers had been well founded. Lauren had her finger right on the pulse, and immediately started to show an interest in Zane. He watched the two of them walk out and narrowed his lips. Perhaps this worked in his favour? At least she was leaving the hospital building for now. And if she wanted to take Zane for a little 'collaboration' or experiment, then what skin was that off Quentin's nose?

He approached reception once again, but then noticed the time. He'd been working longer than he realised, and should have clocked off over half an hour ago. Not that the waiting area was getting any quieter. It was looking like it would be another long night.



Jemima was frozen with terror, her breaths coming out as frightened squeaks, not helped by the fact that the vampire's grip was harder than any human would have found it easy to sustain. She felt like she might as well have been in the jaws of a carnivore...indeed perhaps that wasn't so far from the truth if the vampires had their way. Or the lycans for that matter. Was this simply a case of letting others determine what kind of fangs would end her life??

But it was becoming apparent that there was some sort of stalemate between the two gangs. And they were talking about her. No, wait, her dad? What was he involved in that they would want to take her for? He was trying to preach tolerance and non-violent methods towards the two species! Unless there was something she didn't know about...?

As the other vampire prodded her cheek she closed her eyes tight and fought back tears. No wasn't the right time to lose it. Whatever tension there was between the vampires and the lycans, it was the closest thing she had to a remote possibility of living beyond tonight.

And then she felt herself being hoisted up, and in a violent motion she was suddenly suspended a couple of storeys up, held precariously yet powerfully by the vampire. The lycans below all scampered forward slightly, looking up at them through gritted teeth. The lead one who had been speaking jumped from the van and took his place at the front of the group. Also from the other end of the alley, one more humanoid being appeared (he had been following her??) and from his behaviour she assumed he was a lycan too.

She practically held her breath as the vampire made her demands, until she lurched downwards a few inches at which she let out a reactionary shriek. Her legs dangled pathetically beneath her, and her clutch bag slipped off her arm and fell down onto the hard alley surface below.



Wes could feel his heart thrumming in his ears as he watched the human being dangled like a rag doll. He cared nothing for the girl's dignity of course, but if he had to go back to Calvin and report that their target had fallen to her death in an alley it would be even worse than if he had to report that she's been taken by vampires! Yet all the while he didn't know what else to say. He couldn't give away any more than he already had; he had to make it seem like any percieved advantage to the girl being taken alive was if she was taken alive by them.

He weighed up his option, realising suddenly that he couldn't even remember the name of the doctor that was supposed to be this girl's father. He took too long, and the vampire lost patience evidently and let go of the girl. Wes jolted, the girls' screams grating through his system, trying to anticipated where she would fall, but his foot landed straight on a wet surface and his legs swept away from underneath him, sending him tumbling down onto his backside. He rolled into an upright position, and watched the human fall as if in slow motion. Now we're screwed..., he thought to himself as she almost hit the pavement. But then from nowhere another figure lept into his field of view, and landed underneath the human, cushioning her fall.



Jemima felt the biggest impact of her life as she landed, pain shuddering through her body. It took her a moment to register, however, that she hadn't hit tarmac. She had been caught, and she was being restrained in somebody's arms. She squirmed a little and look up, seeing a nonthreatening human face...or at least so it seemed. She didn't recognise him as one of the lycans who had got out the van...was he militia? Or a lone hunter? If so, why were the lycans not moving in?

Her body still practically convulsing from shock, she nodded quickly at her rescuer and looked about her frantically. The phrase 'out of the pan and into the fire' had surely never rung so true...



Wes scrabbled to his feet and gaped at the lycan in front of him holding the human girl. He looked around at the others, but all of them shook their heads; nobody knew who this lycan was. And then another - a particularly attractive female - entered the alley, addressing the male as 'Alex'. Wes cleared his throat and approached sheepishly.

"Hey," he said, "uh...nice catch. What are you doing here?"

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The human girl nodded, looking visibly shaken from the long drop. "Good," he grunted in response. He gently moved the girl off him so she was leaning against the dark red brick wall. He was about to begin trying to calm down Kara when the male who had done the talking walked up to them.
"Hey, uh...nice catch. What are you doing here?" Right. He really had no idea why they'd stopped here. Alexander opened his mouth to offer whatever lame explanation he could make up when Kara spoke up.
"Um, sorry, we were just passing by. See, we saw the van and while we were going to pass it we saw you guys and...Well we saw the scene with the vampires and her," she held her hand out towards the human, "and we kind of just stepped in. Sorry, we can go now-"
"Wait!" Alex held out his hand, "We weren't just passing by. I'm Alex, this is Kara, we need a pack." Kara glared at him for his forwardness. Alex ignored her, "Please, help us out here."

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Wes stepped forward, along with a few of his companions, to surround the human girl as she was released onto the ground. She was badly shaken and in no real state to run for it, but he certainly wasn't going to take any more chances. As the others kept an eye on her, he turned his attention back onto the two newcomers and listened suspiciously to their explanation of themselves.

He opened his mouth to speak, but yet again found himself trying to offer an answer he didn't know. He looked around at the others, but once again they were all useless, just shuffling their feet and shrugging their shoulders. What on earth could be the problem? Could any lycan pack in New York afford to turn down new members?

"Ok," he said eventually, "well you're not going to fare well on your own. We'll take you to meet Calvin - our alpha. I can't see that he'd have a problem but fuck knows I've done enough executive thinking for one night."

Wes's eyes flicked back to Kara again. She sure was a pretty thing; around about the same age as himself in appearance but in reality, it was impossible to tell. He offered her as warm a smile as he could manage under the stress he was experiencing, but couldn't distract himself entirely with the fact that there was another female present with whom he already had an engagement of a less amorous kind.

"Quickly," he gruffed to his packmates, "get her in the van and keep her quiet. No need to rough her up, she's already been dropped off a building."

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Kara looked nervously as the lycan who appeared to be in charge looked around at the others. Not that she was one to judge, but they looked pretty damn useless. After a while he decided, "Ok, well you're not going to fare well on your own. We'll take you to meet Calvin-our alpha." Both Alex and her were somewhat surprised by his statement; they'd both believed him to be the alpha.

"I can't see that he'd have a problem but fuck knows I've done enough executive thinking for one night." Alex gave his signature toothy grin that looked somewhat unnerving to those who didn't know him well.

Kara was elated. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw the male turn his eyes towards her. She saw him give her a warm smile, and she smiled back. Kara almost blushed and moved her hair out of her face. She looked at the ground and wiggled her toes. She still felt young at heart, and had stopped counting her age years ago. She knew she had passed the senior citizenship line, but other than that, she'd rather not know her real age. Forever young, but still grown, that was one of the things she loved about being a lycan.

"Quickly, get her in the van and keep her quiet. No need to rough her up, she's already been dropped off a building." Kara frowned. Why would they need to in the first place. She looked at the girl and held out her hand, putting her other hand on her knee and bending down to look her in the eyes. She smiled and shook her hand slightly, silently offering help up. She should be able to stand with assistance at least.

Alex pushed himself to his feet and lazily dusted off his pants for about two seconds before giving up. He looked over at Kara and saw her offering the girl help. Alex frowned. Whatever the girl had done, it had stirred trouble for this guy's pack, and she was a human afterall. He clenched his jaw quickly then released it and headed to the van.

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Jemima listened to everything with dread. She was being kept alive. That was something. But that didn't mean anything about this was good. For one thing, she was starting to wonder exactly what her dad could have that these...things would want in ransom for her. And if he didn't have anything...what then?

She looked quizzically at the young looking female who held a hand out towards her. The gesture confused her. Had she been wrong to assume these two newcomers were also lycans? But the plain psychology the gesture triggered was irresistable, and Jemima took the woman's hand and allowed herself to be pulled to her feet. As she did, she stepped towards her and muttered, "Are you hear to help?" She said it quietly enough so that the other lycans hopefully wouldn't hear.



Wes watched Kara help their captive up, deciding it could do no harm but noting that he still didn't know these two knew lycans from adam. If they'd heard anything of the conversation (and it was likely) then there was the risk they'd take the human for themselves, but they were outnumbered and it would be a risky move. He hoped they wouldn't try anything to screw them over. It was a long time he'd seen a female acting in such a benign manner, and it caused an uncharacteristic outbreak of the warmth inside him.

He flexed his arms to shrug the feeling away; now was no time to be getting the warm fuzzies. Perhaps he'd get a chance to know Kara a little better when he wasn't in charge of setting up a hostage situation. His comrades looked at him again, no doubt wondering if they should take charge or let the new girl continue looking out for the human (heck, if she could be persuaded to get into the van willingly that'd make things a whole bunch easier). And then his cell phone rang again. He span around to face away from the scene and took a few steps further down into the alley, hastily getting the phone out and answering.

"Hi, hi boss." he said, "OK it didn't quite follow the script but we've got the girl, so all's well that end's well right? Oh and..."

He put his other hand up to his face and spoke in a lower voice. "...there were vampires in the area, we actually had to rescue the girl from them. And we've got two more lycans with us, say they're looking for a pack to join. Seems like they're genuinely on their own, I think they're telling the truth. What do you think?"



Jemima looked back at the lead male shuffled off to answer his phone. The alley went silent for a moment as everyone seemed to take an interest in the phone call, but then something else caught her ears. She could hear a muffled buzzing coming from her clutch bag which had fallen to the ground when she was being held by the vampire. Her phone was ringing! Obviously the loudspeaker had been broken in the fall because no ringtone was playing. But if she could answer it, hopefully the mouthpiece would still be working and she'd be able to scream for help.

No, no way would she get to her bag, get out her phone and answer the call before several of these creatures were on top of her. At least one person was acting non-threatening towards her, and even if it was just an act, it was the best she had right now...

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"Are you here to help?" she heard the human girl ask in a hushed whisper. She heard the human without any difficulties. Kara smiled and brushed off the girl's back, replying in an equally quiet whisper.
"As much as I can," she drew back smoothly and held out her hand, this time to shake hers, "I'm Kara."

Alex walked up to Kara and put a hand on her shoulder, somewhat startling her. "Kara," he said lowly. He nodded his head in the direction of the van, silently conveying to hurry up. She made a quiet 'oh' sound with a sheepish smile and took the human girl by the hand, leading her gently and slowly to the van. He watched her go and ran a hand through his hair, letting out a long sigh through his teeth. He'd wanted a pack for years, and he finally got one, thankfully. If they'd kept going on their own, they'd end up dead in some vampire's basement, if even something that good. But something about this girl seemed like trouble...Too late now. He turned to see Kara get in the van, then move over so the girl could sit beside her. Alex sighed and went after them.

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Jemima looked at Kara for a long moment and then nodded silently. The conclusion was the same as before. If there was any glimmer of hope in this situation, this new lady was probably it. Either that or the situation really was as bad as it seemed to be.

She glanced back at her bag as the phone inside it stopped vibrating. She'd missed the call. Perhaps if that happened enough times it would raise alarm bells...but after how long? She followed the lady and slid into the van beside her, looking around taking in any detail that might help her out later. Which right now wasn't a great deal.



Wes nodded earnestly. "You got it. Back in fifteen."

He put his phone away and blew out a long breath of relief. Hotfoot it back to the den? That suited him just fine. He turned around and quickly darted his eyes about the alley noticing a few people including the girl were out of sight, but quickly realised they had got into the van. Apparently without much coercion. Some other lycans were still standing about, looking to him as if they needed permission to think for themselves. Wes shooed them angrily back towards the van. He didn't know what was up with the two newbies, but they'd garnered the doctor's daughter's trust and in a way that undermined Wes' own position. But that didn't matter. All that mattered was the end result.

He hurried back around to the drivers seat and made sure everyone was in the van. "OK..." he muttered to himself, "...not the best night out I've ever had but at least I wasn't paying."

As he fired up the engine and reversed out into the road he glanced around cautiously, but there was no sign of anybody else. The streets were eerily quiet tonight. Were the humans focussing there attentions to another part of town? Who cared. Again, nothing mattered but results.

He began the journey back to the hideout, and listened to a few of the people in the back mumbling to each other indistinctly. He turned to Kara and Alex and sighed irritably.

"So you guys got any trouble following you?" he said, "Just been laying low for too long? Because I tell you now it's not like we can afford to turn down friendlies, but at the same time we can't support any dead wood, so I hope you guys are bringing something to the table, y'know what I'm sayin'?"



Quentin waited a long time before hanging up. I wasn't like Jemima not to answer her phone, but it was fairly late, and she may have gone to bed. Still, something didn't sit right with him. There was something different about tonight. He decided he'd try to clear the decks for a couple of hours longer and then call time on the night. There were enough staff to cope without him, and he'd already worked well past his allocated hours. But something in his bones told him that he needed to look after his own family tonight.

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Alex understood it just fine. "Nah, I got it, we're the same thing you said with just laying low. Figured that lately, staying in numbers couldn't hurt," he shrugged as if to say, 'whatchya gonna do' to the whole situation. Kara nodded.
"No enemies we've made recently, and we've taken care of any that A-I mean, we've, made in the past. Nobody from our background should give you guys any trouble as far as we know," she assured with a small, tight smile. Kara looked down at her feet. That, and it's pretty hard to support ourselves. In a group, we'd be able to make it, but with just us... she figured that since her and Alex would be 90% self reliant in this pack, it wasn't something that Wes needed to worry about too much. Kara remembered an old song she'd heard years ago and began listening to the melody in her head. Alex amused himself by tapping his finger against his knee and looking out the window.

He couldn't understand why the human was so important. Alex knew well that if it was bad enough to get Wes and his guys mixed up with vampires, then it had to be some serious stuff. Facing off against those chicks just for this one human? There had to be something important about that girl to make it worth their time. Well, sure, they could be just good Samaritans but they were in New York for crying out loud. There were higher chances of Alex dating a vampire. He frowned faintly, trying to figure out what it could be that was so important about the girl. He looked over at her. She wasn't bad-looking for a human girl, but fear was radiating off her. Of course, almost all the humans disliked the lycans and vampires.

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Wes nodded slow. "Alright then." he said, "I guess we understand each other."

He kept the pace up until they arrived back at the 'den'. He was especially looking forward to facing up to Calvin, who had sounded pretty uptight on the phone earlier, but the important thing was that they had what they'd been sent out to get. He parked up the van in a discreet spot and jumped out the drivers seat, scooting around to usher the human, Alex and Kara out and towards the entrance.

"Home sweet home," he said facaeciously, trying to keep up the genial act which seemed to be keeping the girl compliant so far, "we'd better check straight in with Calvin..."

He looked about and thought of palming the report off to one of the others, but the looks he was getting suggested that everyone was keen to let Wes remain in charge whether he liked it or not. He grumbled to himself and shook his head.

"Right, follow me then." he locked the van and waited for everyone to disperse into their proper place, before sparing a quick look back between Alex and Kare. "So..." he said, clearing his throat and trying to act casual, "...are you two, like...y'know? Or...well, nevermind." He stopped himself, noticing that some of the others in the pack were smirking and shaking their heads at him. What? He just wanted to know...

Several lycans took posts by the entrance as Wes proceeded in, checking to ensure Jemima, Kara and Alex remained close behind. There were some unfamiliar and perturbing scents in the tunnel, but he couldn't hear anything which would cause concern.

"Cal?" he called out, "Yo boss, everything OK?"



Jemima proceeded in fear. She took in everything she could, but the place she'd been taken to was neither better nor worse than she'd expected. It seemed the Lycans lived much as humans would if they'd been forced underground. Everything her father had said about them not being animals rang true in what she was seeing. But that didn't change the fact that they'd taken her captive. And the lady who'd spoken nicely to her didn't seem to have much say in what was happening, so her hope of salvation through her was beginning to wane. All she could do was play along with what she was told and hope that something would work out.

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Viktoria nodded at Silas' words, agreeing with him. It had been pretty obvious they needed something from the girl. Although she hadn't looked extremely special to Viktoria. Not someone who had the potential to wipe out their species, which is pretty much what was implied. 'She's involved in something that's gonna be bad news for both our species if it goes ahead...' the lead dog had said. The girl hadn't seemed like much of a threat when she'd been holding her over the side of the building.

"You'll be accompanying me to the meeting as well. Hot-headed or no, you have too much potential for me to keep you here while the coven moves ahead. I ask only that you follow my lead."

Viktoria didn't think she was exactly hot-headed, but she kept her mouth shut for once. "Very well," was all she replied to her coven leader, somewhat cool. Truthfully, inside she was joyous. She'd been expecting to be punished, something like being sent to her room. Not that she would have followed the rules, but it was better to be asked to go along than to sneak around and try to follow her coven mates to the meeting. But seriously, if Colby didn't at least get something said to her for running off, Viktoria was going to have to punch a hole in a wall, or knock down a whole wall... just something.

It was then that Silas turned his attention to Jessenia, so Viktoria just sat in silence and listened. A small smile crossed her face as her friend rambled on. Was she actually nervous? Although the fact that she was actually 23 irked Viktoria slightly. Even this little-looking vampire was actually older than her. She knew that her strength and speed were great, even better than some of her species that were older than her. But still, she was the youngest in the coven, and still would be even if Jessenia joined them. A long string of curses went through her mind, but she didn't speak any of them out loud.

She let Silas finish his conversation with Jessenia, feeling the need to squirm in her seat slightly. The longer it went, the more anxious she became. Silas wouldn't actually kick her out of the coven, would he? After all, she'd brought back useful information, a prospective member, and hadn't gotten hurt. So really all she'd done was defy his word. Of course, that wasn't exactly good either.

Once they were done talking, she stood and walked to the wall behind her, leaning against it. "Alright, so how much trouble am I in?" she asked, smirking slightly.




"We can do that. Your daughter will have whatever she needs. For now, my laboratory is easily one of the safest places in the city. I've got a full detail of guards assigned to protect me and anyone else inside. I can send a few of them to pick up your daughter, if you wish."

Landon contemplated a moment, before nodding. He rambled off the address of his mother's house, imagining how she would react when government officials came to take Evie, his two year old daughter, away. That was a conversation for another day... hopefully. He really didn't think he could deal with his mother right now. He followed Lauren's personal guard, who led him to a 'inconspicuous' black suburban. How typical. Regardless, he climbed into the back seat, enjoying the relaxing position, which was able to take some pressure off his wound. He had to admit, at the present, he was just looking forward to whatever magic drugs the government had that could make him heal faster.

The pain was starting to escalate again, so he laid his head back and closed his eyes. He supposed he should probably get some rest, but in all truth he was excited to get back out in the field and hunt the other species again. He could imagine it now. He would be part of helping eradicate these creatures that could destroy the human race. Then how would everyone else feel, knowing that they'd turned him away, saying he was too emotional to keep a clear head. If anything, the emotion drove him to do a better job, to avenge his late wife.

Thinking of Lillian just made him extremely angry, so he attempted to clear his mind by asking stupid questions. "So where exactly is this lab of yours at?"




"M- ..Our pack mates are heading back." Calvin realized that the girl didn't even know what he was up to. He wondered if she would have a problem with it. Guess he'd find out soon enough. They didn't have to wait too long for the others to show up, and the time spent waiting was in silence. He didn't know what to expect. Would the girl be terrified beyond belief, or come in kicking and screaming? If she was making a fit, that would definitely make it harder to question her.

"Cal? Yo boss, everything OK?"

The sound jolted him out of his thoughts, and made him stand up. "Down here," he called gruffly. The pack approached, in all of it's glory. A whole five lycans. He noticed the two that didn't belong right away, and he narrowed his eyes at them. They seemed to be alright... of course they hadn't even opened their mouths yet. Before any introductions could be made, he spoke bluntly. "I have one rule in this pack. You do what I say, no matter what. You break that, you're out. Otherwise, you're welcome to everything we have, and the protection of the pack." He only paused a second, before turning to Rae. "This is Rae, she's new as well." He gave Wes a look saying 'I'll explain later' before sitting down next to Rae, and gesturing for the others to do the same.

"You two," he said as he pointed to the two lycans closest to the human. "I want you take her to the room at the back of the hall. Both of you should stand outside until I come to get you. You are not to leave your station. Understood?" The two lycans nodded, and set off with the human. The room at the back was the smallest alcove, the girl would only be able to sit comfortably, and there was no way of escape. Thankfully, he had found a set of bars farther down the tunnel, and had set them up in front of the alcove. He wanted her watched every minute of the day.

After they were out of earshot, he turned to Wes. He had much explaining to do, what with the vampires actually being present during their mission. Only after his story would Calvin confide what had happened during the lycan's absence. It wasn't something he wanted the two newcomers to hear. "Alright, tell me what happened."