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@ MDS...

It's great man...and doing a bit of "time warp " is perfectly fine with me...
The only remaining "daylight" situation" is for the HUnters...and with Nachos and Silly's absence,and Kais writers block...I may have to play "fill in the blanks" at the museum myself...

OOC: Sorry for a bit of a hiatus, a combination of personal problems, school work, learning to drive, getting the most from what little holiday I have left, and band practice have really kept occupied from doing anything much on Dakka. (I now can see why Darko procrastinated as much as he did in Zombies.)

From the time I've had to read through the thread, it's become apparent that it's rolling to a close. As such, character development for Holly/Sky probably won't happen, and will have to await for a (Possible) future Rp. Forces are amassing, and I gather Amanda is stinking the place up? With these presumptions I shall write what little I can in the time made available to me before I go out to get totally habberdashed.

IC: Ryan had made his first official kill at the warehouse district. A rapist had crossed swords with the wrong women, and had then proceeded to be torn apart by what he could only describe as a monster. But now he was no more; a wreck of snapped ribs and bloody flesh. Most of him had been devoured; anything remaining would be picked clean by the rodents, making it unlikely that any would discover the murder, so little evidence remained to suggest the body was even human. Ryan now was exploring; even with the mindset of an animal, he knew that stalking above ground would get him spotted, and so he moved, like the embodiment of ferocity, through the sewer system. It was vast; a labyrinth of tunnels, old and new, layered on top of each other as the city had grown, and as the older tunnels fell into disuse. Crumbling masonry underfoot, Ryan moved silently into the bowels of the city, padding forward on all fours, unable to stand on his hind legs without having to stoop in the dark, cramped environment. An hour passed, and the ravenous ever present hunger growled within his belly, and, Ryan turned his thoughts from exploration, to hunting. After a few short minutes of following his nose, and taking some 'shortcuts' through the hall collapsing walls, Ryan found himself in better feeding grounds. Namely, an underground train station. But, just as he prepared to leap from the inky black of the tunnel, into the masses of waiting public, a smell, pungent, smelling slightly of cinnamon, caught in the back of his throat, and Ryan paused. Some needs were greater than others, and Ryan turned his back on the awaiting massacre in favour of a possible mate. With a swish of his furred tail, he was gone, back into the darkness, heading for the outskirts of Empire with purpose...

Andy looked over the museum's side entrance while Dez and Miranda got ready to enter as well. He had checked his weapon and loaded it with cheaper non-silver rounds, the sword was in the van, and he only had the dagger with him. He had decided to rename the dagger to "The Fidofether" because that's exactly what it did. He would probably rename the sword after he had killed something with it as well.

"Alright," Andy cracked his knuckles, "we go in fast and and get what we came for before leaving. The presence of the scrub may make it more difficult, but we can pull it off anyways."

"Scrub?" Dez asked.

"Yes, you're the newest one here." Andy smiled, "Don't worry though I only got here almost two days ago and now I lead this here chapter. We'll go in and shoot into the ceiling to get the guards and others either out of here or down on their knees. Then we smash the case, take the crossbow, and get the hell out before anyone arrives."

"Don't you think that's rather blatant Bruss?" Miranda mulled the plan over in her head.

"Why do you call me 'Bruss' Mirandam...anyways it is blatant but its a whole shock and awe kind of thing." Andy pointed to the door, "The exhibit should only be down the hall from this entrance, which is why its locked and alarmed. But we have the police on our side for the most part so we should be okay just running in."

"What if Pontius has some on pay roll?" Miranda asked again.

"Pontius just sold his assets, I'm not sure if he has any humans on payroll still." Andy began to look for a crow bar to open the door.

"What if they're thralls who don't need a payroll to do what he says?" Miranda smirked.

"Then we put them out of their misery." Andy pulled a crowbar out and jammed it into the museum's door. With a loud grunt the door cracked open and the alarm shrieked into life. Some security guards had already ran to the door when Andy pulled out his revolver and aimed it at them, "Don't be stupid, take us to the medieval exhibit and don't try anything smart. Scrub, watch the door."

As the two guards walked in front of them with their hands above their respective heads, Andy and Miranda followed down the hall into the exhibit. The crossbow sat off to the side in a glass case, behind some of the museum's patrons who were being watched by other security guards. Andy fired his revolver into the ceiling and screams filled the exhibit.

"Out! NOW!" Miranda shouted to the patrons and other security guards. Andy walked quickly over to the crossbow's case and smashed it with the crowbar, another alarm sounded but was drowned out by the previous one. Andy grinned as he picked up the crossbow and the bolts and tossed them to Miranda who was shocked at how Andy had treated such old weapons.

As Miranda left the exhibit with the crossbow and its ammo, Andy walked backwards with his weapon drawn on the crowd. He kept his finger away from the trigger to avoid firing into the crowd of the people he was trying to protect. As soon as he reached the exhibit's entrance he began to run to catch up with Miranda. Dez was standing in the doorway and watched as Andy and Miranda jogged up to him.

"In the van Dez." Andy pushed him out of the doorway.

"What about my bike?" Dez asked.

"You can get a new one, let's go!" Andy continued to push him towards the van before getting in himself.

I'm going to be jumping ahead to nightfall at Amanda's home (any one who wishes to RP daylight activitey between time frames feel free to do so though)...
Mt write up will begin moments after Victoria has disappeared...and will include Ryan "turning up"...as well as the fate of the four "working girls"...stay tuned.

Color: Natasha and the others stepped back into the house,concern still showing on Lukos face and Victoria's appearance...
He Turned to Natasha..." The presence of yet another ancient is disconcerning my queen...if she is in leauge with Pontius..."
Natasha sighed and stared at Lukos..." Victoria has her own agenda...an alliance with Pontius is unlikely ..."

The plump prostitute,Linda,interupted their conversation...her three friend huddled close behind her " Hey..look...we don't know what's going on..but...I don't like all the noise I just heard outside...maybe you guys should take us back to the city..."
Natasha smiled at the woman...stroking her hair..."If that is what you wish...but I assure you...all is well...you have nothing to fear.."
The Queen reached into her pockets and produced another large stack of bills,handing them to the woman...she also produced a large plastic bag of white powder " Are you certian you and your friends wish to depart our little festivities?"
Linda grinned as Natasha poured a large amount of the bags contents onto a glass table.." Well" Linda said.."I guess we could stay for a while.."
" Excellent..." Natasha smiled in return as Linda and her friend partook of the offered "refreshments"...

Old Murry had turned on the large TV in the living room,and the group sat watching a breaking news report from Empire City...small riots had erupted through out the area...looting was reported...and several structures were engulfed in flame,citizens were being urged to remain indoors as police attempted to restore order...

Natasha stared at the screen,her eyes narrow..." This is Pontius doing..he sows chaos to cover his tracks..."
" I guess it's a good thing we stayed..." Linda said " Looks like the city's gone crazy..."
Amanda smiled at the chubby prostitute..." It's going to get much...crazier tomorrow..."
Linda said nothing...only stared at the Blonde woman whom she was begining to suspect was crazy herself...

Natasha stood and walked to the window,staring out at the night sky....up at the moon..she turned and switched the TV off and turned on the stero system...music filling the house...she turned up the volume ..
" It's time for the real party.." She smiled sliping out of her clothing and begining to gyrate seductively.
The rest of the wolves followed her lead...as did the four prostitutes....soon the living room was filled with dancing,undulating ,unclad bodies...
Natasha danced closer to Linda,caressing the plump woman as Amanda joined her..nuzzling the woman's neck...
Natasha lowered her head ...kissing the plump woman's stomach..." It is time..." the wolf queen said...Natasha's face rose to Linda's...the woman screamed...she was staring into the face of a monster...Natasha's eyes blazed with animal fury and hunger...her teeth had become impossiably long and sharp...Linda turned to run and saw Amanda had changed as well....she smiled at the woman with a mouth filled with fangs and lifted a twisted clawed hand in a "No-No" gesture before falling on the fat screaming woman...together Amanda and Natasha tore into the woman's stomach,spilling her insides onto the floor as the woman shrieked for salvation.

At once the living room erupted into mayhem, Star and Candi leapt onto a screaming prostitute cowering on the floor and proceeded to devoure her alive in a ravenous orgy of blood frenzy,Star sank her fangs into the girls breast ripping it from her body as Candi tore one of the woman's arms complettly off in her fury to feed...
At the same instant..Davin and Carlos each grabbed a shrieking girl in their powerful clawed hands...Davin plunging into one girls chest and ripping her still beating heart from her body in a spray of blood,as Carlos slowly tourtured his victiam..holding her pinned to the floor while ripping chunks of torn flesh from her thighs with his claws and craming the dripping meat into his wolfish maw...

Old Murry stepped back,his stomach knoting at the sight of the four women being savagely torn to pieces by the pack of wolves...he froze as a clawed hand fell upon his shoulder...
Murry spun staring into Lukos transformed face...the eyes of the Devil he had feared so much burning into his...
"...I...I...was loyal...I was loyal...I WAS LOYAL!!!" Murry screamed as Lukos decended on him...an almost apologetic look in the big wolfs eyes as he tore the screaming hippies head from his body in one quick gesture...with a grunted sigh.Lukos began to feed upon the body of his now dead servent...

As their hunger became satisfied,Natasha sat back...her body slick with blood and gore...she paused and sniffed the air...a small smile creeping across her blood smeared lips....she pulled Amanda away from the remains of Linda and lapped the blood from her face and body as Amanda smiled contently...

" The other is nearby..." Natasha said licking blood from Amanda's neck..." He approaches from the woods...and he...longs for a mate.."
Amanda's smile widened as she careressed her blood soaked form..." Then we should prepare to greet him.." she smiled.
The two women laughed and threw their heads back howling....in the distance...a long mournfull howl answered theirs.

Ok ...slight "time warp"...the events at Amanda's house are taking place at roughly 7:00 PM...the events at the Museum at roughly Noon...

Anyone who needs/wants to "fill in the blanks" concerning the time is free to do so....

Other than that...Game time 7:00PM....

As I said...I'm pushing for the RP to move to "Blood Moon"...the day/night of the full moon (which is tomorrow game time)....so I can set up some final events and other fun stuff to close this RP nicely....and leave room for a later follow up RP down the road...

...As the Hunters left the city limits ,Miranda found her thoughts drifting once more,her feelings of unease had returned again and she just couldn't shake the idea that everything was about to go horribly wrong,a chill passed over her,even in the bright noon day sun washing into the vehicle ...she felt as if ice water was runing through her viens...

" I still can't raise Vegas" Andy said closing his cell phone and staring at Miranda..." Odd"...
" It's funny..." Dez said from the rear of Miranda's SUV..." I can't reach Uncle Richard either...he should be answering...but.."
Miranda made a shushing gesture and pointed at a thick cloud of black smoke in the distance hanging over the tree line..." I think that's the farm..." she said softly..
" What!!" Dez shouted from the back " It can't be.."
" Hurry..." Andy said staring at the thick smoke cloud in the distance " I think your right...it is the farm"...

Miranda put the excelarator to the floor and the SUV surged forth...
Several minutes later the vehicle was pulling into the farms dooryard...the entire structure was an inferno...the main house was engulfed in flame,and the barn and garage were almost gone...burnt flat...the chared hulls of several vehicles stood covered in ruin..thick oily smoke and flame rising from their interiors...

" My God" Miranda said leaping from her SUV...
" Uncle Richard!!...Rachel!!!" Dez shouted making a run for the blazing house..Andy grabbed the young man by the arm..." No!!"..Andy shouted.." If they were in there...then they're gone..."
Dez glared at the burning house ...a single tear slipped down his face...

In the distance the sound of sierens aproaching could be heard...
Andy scanned the dooryard for signs of survivors...he saw none...but Vegas car was not there...perhaps she was still in the city...
Miranda touched Andy on the shoulder..pointing...

Suspended on a metal pole was the head of on of the Mechanics from the farm...a sign.writen in blood hung below the severed head...
" You Are Now The Hunted."...was writen across it....

Andy looked over the sign and the head before pushing Dez back towards the truck. He was quiet as he snatched the keys from Miranda and climbed into the driver's seat. His face looked calm and he seemed unnerved by everything that had just happened. Miranda climbed into the truck along with Dez and as soon as the door shut the truck sped off. Miranda and Dez were pushed back into their respective seats by the force of the sudden start.

"Where are we going?" Miranda asked as Andy continued to drive away from the city.

"Don't know, just have to drive for awhile." Andy's knuckles were white as he gripped the steering wheel.

"We should try to regroup or something before you do anything rash." Miranda replied, trying to calm him down.

"Do you have a bomb?" Andy asked.

"A bomb?" Miranda echoed.

"Yes, motherfething bomb, did I fething stutter, I'm..." Andy was interrupted by Miranda slapping him. The truck skidded to the side as the shock of the slap reached Andy.

"You will not talk to me like that Bruss." Miranda added, her finger pointed at Andy's face, "This is a huge shock to all of us, you think Dez losing his uncle isn't a big thing for him?"

Andy just looked at the road he was driving on, the sting in his face still lingered.

"We need to get back at them, we need reinforcements or something." Andy said politely.

"We can work on that, but we don't have the resources right now." Miranda watched the smoke rising in the rear view mirror.

Andy stopped the car and turned it towards the city. He looked at the skyline and imagined what it would be like on the night of the full moon. He had nothing to work with save an autoshop, an autoshop filled with flammable materials.

"We'll burn em all down." Andy looked at Miranda and Dez in turn, "We know where Pontius's lair is, we have an autoshop filled with potential bombs, and I don't know about you but I'm filled with piss and vinegar."

"That's suicide." Miranda sat back in her seat and sighed after a few seconds of silence.

Dez sat in the back seat, his own anger was also growing, but a suicide mission for revenge was something for him to think about. The truck began to drive back towards the city, plans for a bomb already in Andy's head.

RP:

In the back seat, in Dez's mind, anger was boiling up. These two people with him thought he was a newbie, a scrub, they called him. He had been a hunter for about four or five years now, so he was not a noob, and he didn't want to be treated that way. His Uncle, Richard, and Rachel, the love of his life, were both gone, most probably dead, and he was not around to protect them when they need him.

Now, the only thing that was going through his mind were the thoughts of revenge. But he needed a weapon to help him against the vampires. He had come mainly prepared for werewolves, and all the weapons he had brought for the vampires were at the farm, which was now in ruins.

He needed the corossbow.

For the first time since they had begun thier journey, he spoke.

"I need the crossbow," he said deeply.

"What did you say?" Miranda asked.

"I need the fething crossbow. I ain't got gak to defend myself with against vampires if we encounter them, as all the weapons I had against them are now burning with the farm ruins. I need the crossbow if I will have any chance against them."

************

OOC: Sorry for the short post, just been kinda busy today.

Suzie smilled around at the meeting room;
Welcome to the first meeting of this MC. I welcome our members form Addison adn to the willing members we found here.
4 guys in mechanics outfits and two guys in leather jackets forced a smile.
Now we all whats going down, the police are useless and wolfen monsters from your darkest dreams stalk the streets. Martial law is on place and we-the people- are feeling the backlash. Now we take back the city. We will purge these monsters form our streets and return the natural order of things. Here are some earpieces, I need all riders to wear one each, our good friends the mechanics here have a police scanner and we will be able to hear whatever kind of gak goes down here.
Now to find that bastard



They rode out in formation. 2 pairs with Vukojevic at the back. All ahd atleast a sidearm and an MP5 with them.


OOC: They will just roam the streets listening to the scanner until they copme across hunters/wolves/vamps

"The crossbow was going to be one of your group's weapons all along. But, we're going to need more than just a crossbow." Andy looked at Dez in the mirror, "We need to do something to get most of the people out of the area."

"Is that why you want a bomb?" Miranda asked, "To clear out the city?"

"No, I want the bomb to blow the vamps and wolves into bits." Andy drove back towards the outpost in the city, "We need a helicopter and some sniper rifles, everything we can get from the police. We blow open the entrance to Pontius's lair, then we break the vial of vamp blood near the entrance, then we use the rifles and helicopter to shoot at any survivors from the safety of the sky."

"Some vampires can fly." Miranda added.

"Then we just blow up Pontius's lair and let the wolves pick off any vamps who survive." Andy corrected his plan, "Once the vampires are gone we get into a helicopter and chase down the wolves."

"What if the vampires defeat the werewolves?" Miranda asked.

"Then we get some flashbangs and finish them off." Andy corrected.

"With the three of us?" Miranda continued to ask.

"You want me to just say we lost?" Andy looked at Miranda out of the corner of his eye, "We've already lost, I know that but we can do some damage before we have to leave and get reinforcements."

"What do you mean we lost?" Dez asked from the back.

"I mean we have no headquarters, no people, no weapons, and no lasting capabilities." Andy replied.

"But what about my uncle, and Rachel?" Dez blurted from his seat.

"What about Vegas, what about everyone else in the farm?" Andy rolled his eyes, "They're dead, we lost, we can't do much but we can try to do as much as possible so they can't consolidate their win."

"What about the people in the city?" Dez continued to try to get Andy's emotions.

"The people in the city," Andy tried to find something to say, "unfortunately they'll have to suffer a bit before we can completely clear out the city."

"Didn't you clear out the last city you were in?" Dez asked.

"Yes, but we had a full 30 hunters, and I mean hunters not 10 hunters and 20 techs who can't fight." Andy shook his head, "Listen, I appreciate your enthusiasm, but I have... had a plan that revolved around a full compliment of hunters that are no longer here. The new plan is to quit while we have our heads and to make sure we can leave safely."

"Ah, so its not all of that other tactical stuff you were saying before Bruss." Miranda seemed almost happy .

"Its a part of a tactic, just not an offensive one. We need to leave and recover, we can't let them chase after us so we bog both of them down with each other." Andy sighed.

A feeling of defeat filled the truck, with blowing up the lair and trying to lead the wolves to it they should have enough of a distraction to allow them to escape.

....Through out Empire City structures blazed....despite the curfew the streets teamed with masses of people,angry mobs clashed with law enforcement and each other as others attempted to flee the city...
In the ongoing breakdown of order many were taking the oppertunity to loot various shops and the streets were filled with groups of individules rushing about with arm loads of ill gotten goods...
Pontius minions had sewn the seeds of mayhem well...and now the city was a battle field...
The Deputy Mayor had called in National Guadsmen..but the majority would not arive until the following day,and the police force of Empire city was streached thin in the attempt to maintain contro..a battle they were loosing with each passing hour...

A group of teenagers,fleeing from the police ,had taken refuge in an abadoned theater in the lower downtown area....as they laughed and counted the cash they had made off with from a convince store...they were unaware that they had entered a lair of ancient evil...as the wail of sierens filled the night,the hapless youths screams filled the air as the shadows of the Fallen rose all around them...
They had come...answering Pontius call...and as the city burned...the Fallen prepared to do his bidding.l

Game Time Is Midnight...

Ok,The city is in chaos due to the actions started by Pontius Minions ...and obviously The Fallen have all arived in Empire City to finish off the Hunters and the Wolves....

I need everyone to do some RPs and decide where your characters are and what they're doing soon...as I have a few player events in mind which will lead up to the final battle...

Scarlett Glanced at the monitors in her office at the small number of people trying to hide within the club, a couple of dozen at the most, sitting in pairs or threes around the main room. There was a fearful quiet about the place, even with the music playing, it probably didn't help no DJ had turned up and it was stock dance music. She tried to ignore the chaos on the cop radio, and the hack into the civic camera's playing on the top moniter to the left around main street and City Hall. The city was in utter chaos.

She had a horrible feeling her own kind where behind it, but this kind of madness could not bring anything but destruction to her kind, if the truth broke, it would be over before the Vampire community had a chance to react. As she sipped on a glass of chilled blood from her reserves, she spotted Malf sneak into the rear entrance. His normal hunched over appearance only slightly off by the large slung rucksack on his left shoulder.

"Hmm he wasn't messing with me, he is leaving." she muttered slowly.

As Malf walked into the office he dropped the bag with a clunk and looked over at her before sitting down on the guest chair across from her table. He tried to relax, not something Malf could do at the best of times, and his dirty anorack smelt of the sewers as he itched his unkempt hair.

"It's madness out there I tells ya, Ponti has lost it big style." he spat looking at her.

Scarlett did her best to hide the smile, but half nodded as she leant back into her chair.

"He'd be 'upset' if he heard you call him by that name you know."

Malf raised an eyebrow.

"Feth him, he's gonna get burned, or at least trash what was a good thing here in Empire. Plus I don't give a gak, I ain't coming back once I leave those pearly gates."

"Anywhere nice?" She asked half interested as she finshed the glass of blood.

"Miami probably, its got a good nightlife turnover, no one's going to miss the odd travelling blood bag."

She smirked.

"You, hanging near to Haitian Vampires, sure thats a good idea?"

He looked trying to figure how serious she was, then dismissed any scorn she might have, it hardly mattered.

"Don't give a feth what they think, and they can shove that voodoo.."

Scarlett waived him silent with a finger over her lips as she stood.

"I asked you to visit me for a reason Malf, before yout left."

"Yeah, and I came, so what is it, my legs want to be walking that way." he said thumbing over his shoulder.

Walking over to the glass window Scarlett looked out at the Aphasia, watching as Sandra served two young men with some vodka. She glanced back at Malf, who was scratching a scab on his arm, and then sighed.

"I need to know where Longinous kept his files, I know there are hidden in the sewers, you're a member of those who live in the sewers you would know."

Malf lookd at her his eyes wide open that she'd dared ask such a thing.

"You know if I even gave you a hint of the right direction and that came out, there's no where I can go to escape the ass whooping to oblivion that would bring down on me yeah?"

She nodded, not looking at one of the few friends she had in the city. She could tell Malf was looking at her though, deciding if she was serious. She heard him sit back in the chair.

"Well as long as where clear on the subject, you come and save it, if things get out."

Looking back she smiled.

"Thank you Malf."

"Hey its no biggy, I was never that guys biggest fan, too pushy, even for one of the damned. You got a pen? You'll probably want to write this down."

Within five minutes, Malf was walking out the back door, a wave and glance back to Scarlett before turning up onto the street and heading for the road out of the city. Scarlett checked the two pistols now in her jacket pockets, both loaded with Silver rounds, with a extra clip just in case. Vampires she had powers to fight against, but the furry things required an extra kick. Looking at the Aphasia, she had to ponder if she'd see it again, before she walked over to a sewer cover and lifted it up. The smell was bitter and she hated going down there, but she had no choice, only those files had any chance of giving her what she needed. With a growl she dropped and vanished below ground.

.....


Victoria appeared in the alley near to the entrance of the Aphasia Nightclub, a young man gawped at the spiral of shadow and wind that had materilised into a beautiful woman, and could barely move as she walked up to him and tore his throat out with her claws. A Car screeched to a halt out on the road, but she ignored it and headed into the club.

"At last, the time of my release nears." she muttered as she stalked through the corridor into the club itself.

A new smell Ryan had never experienced before assailed his keen nostrils, and he gave pause halfway across the lawn towards the house. The smell of testosterone was nothing new to him, both he and the dead wolf had exuded its aroma, but it was the fact that he could now sense no less than three separate males of his species up ahead, and, with the recklessness of youth, and no higher instincts than that of an animal, Ryan prepared to fight. He shifted onto his hind legs, no longer moving forth on all fours, and began to move with purpose towards the door, heckles raised, teeth bared.

From inside the hideout, Natasha and Amanda watched the young wolfs progress across the lawn with growing interest, and awe. They could see him for the first time in the light of the moon, a luxury previously denied them, and for the first time, the could truly appreciate his size, and obvious strength. He was the Jaws amongst great whites, the Gustav amongst crocodiles, the Nabau amongst snakes. At full height, Ryan stood a head and shoulders over any of the other wolves, and his body rippled with almost unnatural musculature, with a thick mane further accentuating his bulk. However, their glee at their newly acquired weapon of war quickly disappeared when they noticed the way he prepared for a fight; getting pumped, rolling his neck, loosening muscles, claws as black as coal extending...

With a roar of bestial fury, Ryan crashed back onto all fours, and, with a furious leap of unbound energy surging forth from his back legs, he launched himself at the window...



At the same time as Ryan prepared to fight tooth and claw for the right as Alpha male, Holly was first experiencing the agony of a forced transformation. It was worsened by the way she had resisted against it for as long as possible, how she had managed to pull herself away from the mobs of angered citizens even she could not comprehend. But Holly had managed to get down into a dark back alley, away from others, and hopefully, away from prying eyes who might come to the sound of her agonized screams. And scream she did, as the wolf finally tore free, bloody claws ripping freely from her fingertips, her bones shattering and reforming, and her skull reshaping with agonizing speed. It felt like her brain was being compressed into a centimetre cube, and thoughts of bloodlust and unbearable anger took over...

A female wolf, with a faintly blue mane clambered effortlessly to the top of the adjacent building, and there she stood, howling up at the moon, before she turned her baleful eyes to the streets below; teeming with rioters; teeming with food.

.... As Empire City devoured itself in a sea of madness and chaos,a small jet took off from a secluded airport located on the on the outskirts of the city...
The Jet landed in New York at aproximently 7:00 PM,it's cargo quickly loaded into the belly of a private concord jet....at 7:30 PM...the concord...it's pasenger area empty save for a dozen Guards left the runway...on route for Europe..
In the cargo hold bellow Pontius opened his eyes... he stepped from his coffin,seeing the Opriknikki had risen already....Pontius walked to an ornate coffin containing the body of Oliver inside,he ran his hand across the polished lid " Rest my friend...soon you shall rise again.." ..Pontius then turned and with him the Opriknikki accended the stairwell into the main cabin...
At his apearance,the assembled Guards bowed to Pontius...their leader speaking quickly to their lord...
" We are underway my Lord" the man said " Empire City is far behind us...and we shall arive in Prague before dawn..."
Pontius stared at the man nodding "...And the City?...it burns?..."
" Yes my Lord" the man replied " All is going according to plan...the Fallen are in place...and our handlers shall release the Mad one on the Police station on the fall of the sun tomorrow..."
Pontius smiled and seated himself....staring out of the jets small windows towards the ocean..." Those who opposed me...shall now drown in oceans of flame and blood."...


Well...Obviously Pontius has escaped the grasp of both the Hunters and the Werewolves...leaving the city in chaos as he flees...
His plans...Release Sean into the police station to further spread chaos and break the backs of the cops..and to have the Fallen finish the Hunters and Wolves...

Pretty clever of him I'd say....but then...a Vampire doesn't live for thousands of years by being foolish...

[To Mord - Well played Sir, well played.




Will continue mine later. ]

.... Bernard Katz sat quietly at his desk,the images of what was transpiring in Empire City flickering before his eyes on both his television and his computer moniter...his phone rang endlessly,a slew of calls from the NBC heads inquiring as to why he'd not sent crews to Empire City...Katz calmly assured them he planned to as soon as he could verify the film crews and reporters could opperate in at least marginal safety...
Finally the call he'd expected came...the call from the Holy Order of Hunters...from the very head of the Order himself...
" I understand your Excelency " Kats said after he'd recieved his orders...Katz hung up the phone and sighed...Empire City was to be purged...but secrecy must be maintained...The Order would not commit any large force of Hunters to the cleansing of the city...Katz would do all within his power to cover up the existance of the unholy creatures as well as the Order itself...a small group would go to help the Hunters already located in Empire...but it was to be known ..they were all expendable...
Katz sighed again...
He pushed a button on his intercom and waited...a voice,deep and gruff answered a moment later..." Yes sir.."
" Assemble your group.." Katz said..." Your to fly into Empire Imediatly...and Link up with Cortez and Bruss...I'll notify them where to meet you..."
" Yes sir" the voice replied...
" ...And Trask..." Katz continued..." The Fallen are in the city...this is an Omega mission...I say again...an Omega mission."
" Understood sir" Trask said..." We will do our duty...for the Order."
Katz switched off the intercom and sighed again...he called Davis in the News room and ordered a camera crew to assemble and head for Empire...giving Davis specific orders of what was expected...
" I want scenes of riots...and human drama.." Katz said calmly..." Under no circumstances are you to attempt to capture images of...the unholy...do you understand..?"
" Yes sir .." Davis answered " surpression mesures will be inacted..."
" Good" Katz said "...We have a gak storm to cover up...let's not blow it..."

OK...some small reinforcement for our Hunters...
Four Hunters from the Order will fly into the City to join the Hunters there...but that's all the help the Network is sending..
Also obviously the major media is inacting a cover up of the "goings on"...

.... In a shower of glass,the picture window in Amanda's living room exploded...
The beast that was Ryan rose to his full hieght ..his long ears brushing the high ceiling of the room as he roared in chalenge of the other wolves...
Davin and Carlos transformed quickly...taking on their wolfish forms and preparing for combat as Lukos transformed and moved closer to Natash in a protective gesture...
Rtan crouched low..ready to spring ...his fangs bared at the two male wolves who were closest to him...

Natasha roared at the two males...ordering them to step away from the huge wolf...reluctently they ceased their advance and moved away...Ryan's glowing eyes fixed on them...his defensive posture never faltering..even as the male wolves retreated to the rear of the room...
Natasha then glanced towards Amanda and the two other female wolves,who had likewise transformed when Ryan had made his entrance...the three female wolves slowly advanced on the huge male...releasing their scent as they did...The huge wolf snapped at Candi,who had drawn closest,the female wolf withdrew slightly..but lowered her head in a show of submission to the big male...the wolf that was Star did the same...moving closer to Ryan...showing her willingness to submit to the powerful wolf..

Ryan looked puzzled for a moment..sniffing at the two females wolves..his combat posture altering slightly...his coiled muscles relaxing ever so much..

Amanda,in her wolfish form advanced last...Ryan tensed slightly...snapping at the female...who snapped back...gently...showing that ..while she would not be dominated by the big male...she was more than open to his advances...

Natasha spoke in the tounge of the wolf to Ryan..." We welcome you amongst us Young one...we are your kindred...and you need not fear us..."
Ryan snarled in reply...his eyes fixing on the female wolves before him..
Again Natasha spoke...her voice calming ..." Those females are yours...they invite you to join with them..."

The wolves that were Candi and Star knelt at Ryan's feet...nuzzling against his powerful legs...Amanda pushed her head against the huge wolfs chest in a gesture of tenderness...

Natasha Motioned for Davin and Carlos to leave the room..and the two males did as they were ordered..
She and Lukos also backed away...allowing the large male to decide if it would accept the advances of the three female wolves...

Ryan once again glanced in the direction of The Wolf Queen..the look of fury that had been in his eyes replaced by one of desire...
With an ear shattering howl...Ryan moved Amanda to the floor where she and the other females greeted him with eagerness and abandon...



.......... ...Difficult keeping things "PG" from that point...suffice to say that Ryan is one happy wolf...

... In the gloom of a basement below the abandoned theater ...Vegas opened her eyes...wincing at the pain that flaired in her head...
She tried to focus...but found she could see very little in the darkness around her...she was only aware that she'd been bound and was unable to move...
" What the hell..." she muttered tugging at the cuffs at her wrist..." Not good.."
She thought back...she'd attempted to meet Andy and the others at the Museum...but had been delayed in the mass of trafic in Empire city...arriving at the Museum to find they had left...she sped for the farm...
She'd arrived there just as the entire structure had exploded in flames...and...

Something had struck her from behind...something or someone...she didn't remember anything after that,but judging by her present situation...things were looking grim...
Someone had destroyed the Hunters headqaurters...and that same someone had obviously taken her captive...

Vegas strained to hear any sounds around her...but could make out only a steady hum of a generator somewhere nearby...

" I'm fethed" she thought to herself...

A moment later a lights came on around her....she squinted against their brightness...but tried to focus on the shapes that moved through the door at the other end of the room...
A tall man...dressed in black with a shaved head entered and smiled at her...almost pleasently...." Ah...I see you've come round.." the bald man said " Wonderful..."
" Who the feth are you..?!" Vegas said " ..And what the feth have you done to the others..?"
The man paused..." Others?...oh..you must mean your fellow Hunters...why..I've killed those at your farm...and with your assistance will bring the remaining Hunters here...to perish as well." The man smiled large and merry " As to who I am...you may call me Chadwick...I am certian you know my Lord...Pontius of the House Bruti..yes.?"
Vegas spat.." Filthy bastard!!..Untie me!!"
" Now..why on earth would I do that..?" Chadwick said " No No my dear...there you are bound...and there you shall remain...most likely for the rest of your life.." he smiled again...
Vegas glared at the man as he pulled a wheeled cart closer to her...he busily began setting up a video camera in front of her while he cheerfully whistled..

" Now my dear.." Chadwick said..." The fun begins..."

Turning on the camera the bald man stood before it..." Greetings to you ...Hunters of the...Holy Order... I represent the One whom you seek...I most cheerfully inform you all that My Lord is well out of your grasp...but please...don't let that keep you from your intended visit...My Lord has left others who shall be more than happy to...attend to you.." the bald man laughed..." ...And...as an added incentive...We have one of your own...here with us..." the camera moved to Vegas..who was bound on a medevil tourture wrack..." She is alive for now..and will be....until Tomorrow night at midnight..."

" Stay away!!" Vegas yelled.." It's a trap!!!"..
Chadwick laughed..." Oh...indeed it is...but if you wish to save your fellow...than it's a trap you must enter...remember midnight tomorrow...she dies..until then...We shall entertain ourselves with this wretched little fool..."
The bald man lifted a long curved dagger from the table before him and walked casually to where Vegas was bound...he slowly drew the blade down the woman's face...splitting the flesh open...Vegas screamed.
" See you soon.." The man smiled as the image went black..

Crawling through the three foot high sewer pipe, Scarlett did her best to ignore the filth she was pulling herself through. Malf had warned her it wouldn't be a plesent trip, but she needed to find out what she could. As she reached the opening at the far end, she could see a large pool of sewage twenty feet below. A quick glance at the far wall, and she could see a walkway that lead to a doorway. With a sigh she was thankful she had reach her destination.

Glancing back at the muck below, she could only grumble as she slipped out of the pipe and fell the twenty feet striking the water with a loud splosh.
Pulling herself up onto the walkway she cringed at the smells that lingered under her nostrils and moved over to the door. Entering the keypad code Malr had proveded her she was thankful the door just beeped and swung inwards, before heading inside. As she walked forward she noted the steel grate she was treading across, and then heard a clunk under her foot as a large pressure plate sank half an inch. She gasped as the barrel of water above turned and showered her with a gallon of stale water.
She shook her hair, half wondering if it was acid or some such, but after a couple of moments and no further attack came she guessed it was some kind of bizarre shower device after passing through the mire to get here.
Walking on she quickly reached the end of the corridor and found the inner doorway. She glanced back at the room behind her, the sound of the water as a pipe emptied its contents into the pool. Shaking off any nerves, she enterd the second code, the second door also opened, and without another thought she dived inside.

.....

Victoria dragged the screaming woman by the throat from the burning building yanking her along the tarmac of the rear alley before she stopped and looked back at her handy work. The Aphasia was ablaze and the few people that had tried to hide there has regretted it, feeling full once again, Victoria pulled the woman up to head height. Looking at the bartender she could smell Elizabeth's taint upon her and her eyes narrowed as she glared at her.

"What is your name Thrall?" she asked angrily.

"S..S..Sandra" the Vampire tainted Human gasped.

Victoria squeezed the woman's throat with her fingers, straining the womans neck muscles and causing her to gasp for breath, a panic in her eyes as Victoria glared back with a dark rage. She had expected the chase to be finally over, but no. Elizabeth had once again run, disappearing into the shadows, but this time she was still close, she hadn't yet left the city.

"Where is your mistress?" She growled.

"Go.. to .. Hell!" spat Sandra barely able to breathe.

Victoria laughed and stoped the airflow with a tightening of her grip. "I get that alot." she mused as Sandra kicked out in panic trying to find a breath. Victoria watched as the eyes of the Human begain to roll back, then in that moment Victoria paused and lessened her hold. Sandra took a rasping breath, trying to get air back into her lungs.
Victoria walked two steps forward still holding Sandra by the throat as her gaze settled upon the open manhole cover across the alley. Walking up to it she dragged Sandra along the ground, and peered down into the gloom a smile forming across her lips.

"Mmm, the chase in upon us." she whispered gleefully.

As she went to drop into the darkness, she paused and glanced down at Sandra.

"Oh, I almost forgot about you." She said with a smile, Sandra's eyes opened wide in Horror as Victoria's face shifted, and a bone chilling scream echoed across the streets around the Aphasia.

RP:

Dez's phone rang, and Miranda immediately looked at him.

"Who is it?" she asked quickly.

"Uh... I'll check," he said, as he pulled out his mobile to see who the caller was. "Oh my God, It's Rachel."

He answered the call, and spoke into the phone.

"Rachel! Rachel! Are you there!?" he asked urgently.

"Yes," she replied, her voice weak and trembling. "I'm okay."

"Where's Uncle Richard?!"

"Dead," she said, the sound of her crying coming through the phone. "He told me to run, and I did, but, but, he stayed and made sure they wouldn't come after me. They killed him Dez! They f**king killed him!"

The color drained from his face, and he felt anger course through him. The last living relative he had was dead, and those who did it were going to pay, and he would be the one to make them feel pain.

"Okay, where are you?" he asked, his voice cold.

"Uhh, just outside the city I think. I'll send you my position."

"Andy, we have to go and pick her up. Now."

Poor poor Dez

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cV6xBQDCTzg&feature=player_detailpage

@ MDS...Nice one man...I assume Scarlett is entering the derilect theater...or would I be incorrect?

@ Kais...I'd think the best way for Rachel to rejoin the group of Hunters would be to make it to the NBC building and link up there...I'm sure being a Hunter herself she is capable of stealing a car..

@ Larkin...I may have a event for your little group forth coming ...stay tuned.

Scarlett walked slowly through the small underground chambers that the 'Sewer' Vampires had called home, she had no idea where they had gone, maybe Malf was not the only one taking their leave of Empire City, maybe they where on the suface enjoying the chaos. Whatever their fate, they where not here, she was quite certain down in the depths she was alone.

As she walked she noted the furniture of the Vampires, the odd table and chairs, a near worn out sofa seat, a broken wireless from the fifties. The place was like a monument to sixty years ago. As she reached the end of the chamber she lifted up the crumpled note and checked what Malf had written. Looking up she could see the anti-chamber he'd noted and walked quickly over, opening the door slowly before heading down several steps to a small box corridor. A lone door stood before her, walking up to it she felt around the edge like she had been told. Finding the hidden switch she clicked it twice and stepped back as the door swung out towards her.

The room was small, no more than ten feet by twelve and it was littered with shelves, and boxes, piles of parchment, folders and in the corner sat a antique looking computer. Sitting on the soft woodern chair she pressed the monitor button and watched at the screen before her began focusing into view, as she waited she noted a strange jar nect to the machine. She lifted it, unscrewed the top and glanced in, then quickly closed it with a frown. Longinous obviously had a back up plan to destroy the room if things went wrong but Greek fire seemed a little bit of overkill. Returning her gaze to the computer dozen's of files sat on the start screen, she spotted one noted as 'Dangerous' and clicked on it before she even spared a thought.
A number of folders appeared, names she recognised, Pontius of House Brutii, Salshala of Cathage, Diana Phanthiakios, Eldren the Mad to name a few, eventually she spotted it. Victoria? the question mark seemed an odd addition to the folder, she clicked on it and stared at the very basic info. It hinted she was old, older than most and had powers no other Vampires seemed to share, her name was not Victoria, it seemed Longinous had tried to track down who she really was, but the trail ran cold in ancient Babylon. There was nothing, nothing else.

Scarlett groaned and struck the desk with her closed fist in frustration, another dead end it was useless, she'd. She stopped and stared at the folder sitting on the pile of boxes to her left. the name was familiar to her.

"Daniel Thynne." She whispered slowly.

She lifted up the folder and opened it. The name of her Sire, the Vampire who had cursed her hundreads of years earlier, his file sitting on top of the rest. She read down and opened her mouth in shock, that couldn't be right, Longinous had to be wrong.

"Trying to find out who I am?"

Scarlett froze for a moment, then looked back at Victoria leaning against the doorframe of the chamber, a slight smile on her lips.


[edit - I'm adding something in there if I'm honest, Suggestng Longinous had something hidden away from others who knew him, down with Vamps living in the sewers. I could modify if no good, or it could be directly under the theatre if you'd like to tie it in?

Have another post I plan on adding later, at which point I'll be handing Scarlett's fate over to you before I can post again. ]

@ MDS...Really enjoying the tale your weaving...no need to modify at all...
As far as Scarlett's "exact" location...it's entirely up to you..

Hmm okay, I'll edit ASAP

OOC: Shas is redoing his RP, so I'll base mine off of his not happening and follow the pm Fitzz sent me.

BIC:

Andy's phone buzzed with a new text message from the network. He was beginning to curse his phone when another message followed shortly after, this one was from the network as well but came from somebody else judging by the number. Andy opened his phone and handed it to Miranda so she could read it while he drove.

Miranda fumbled with the phone and opened the first message from the network, her face was set like stone when she read about the videotape the network had been sent, the tape with Vegas being held hostage. The second message told them to meet a team of hunters arriving by chopper, it was a suppression team of veritable badasses.

"I have good news, bad news, and worse news." Miranda told Andy as she closed the phone.

"Alright, spill it." Andy said, preparing for what Miranda would say.

"The good news is we have some reinforcements coming and we know where Vegas is." Miranda said quietly.

"And the bad news?" Andy's grip tightened.

"Our reinforcements consist of only one suppression squad." Miranda had a series of mixed feelings in her voice.

"What's the worse news?" Andy could predict something, "Vegas is dead?"

"No, she's being held in Ponitus's lair as a hostage." Miranda grabbed the handle above the door as Andy skidded the truck to the side of the road.

"What!" he shouted.

"She's in the theater and unless we go there she dies tonight." Miranda added.

Andy slammed his fist on the steering wheel several times, the horn blared with each blow.

"What about Pontius?" Andy asked after calming down.

"Gone." Miranda said, "According to the video he left, we don't know where or how, but he's gone." her face looked like she was holding something back.

"What else?" Andy rested his forehead against the steering wheel.

"The order says we're expendable and we need to purge at all costs." Miranda said flatly, "The guys coming are under the command of a friend of mine, he's tough and knows what he's doing."

"I don't care who's coming." Andy didn't move his head, "We have to go in there now instead of blowing it up. Instead of losing and falling back we get to fight and die and still lose. We can't get pontius, and we're going up against an assembly of ancients."

"Ancients?" Dez asked from the back seat, "How do you know?"

"Danny was doing some research on them before he turned sides." Andy sat up slowly, "They're called the Fallen, and Pontius has screwed us sideways before running away."

"So... we're screwed?" Dez asked again.

"Yep, our hand's been forced my friend." Andy put the truck back into gear and pulled back onto the road and began to head towards the NBC building to meet with the tactical squad arriving.
......................................

Andy, Miranda, and Dez waited on the roof of the building and over the din of the riots below they could hear the 'whump' of the chopper's blades as it approached the roof. The city had gone to hell and the fires spreading seemed to mimic the paintings of hell that hung in various museums. As the chopper landed he noticed several figures moving inside and soon a large black man hopped out, severely ducking to avoid the blades. Another older man followed him out and approached the trio, hand outreached.

"Trask." he said gripping Andy's hand.

"Andy, Andy Bruss." Andy replied, his hand hurting a bit from Trask's grip.

"Good to see you again Derek." Miranda said as she also shook Derek's hand.

"Always a pleasure Miranda." Derek looked at the motley group of hunters, "What's going on?"

"Another hunter's been taken hostage, most of the hunters here are missing or dead, and we have a group of ancients hiding in a theater." Andy stated flatly.

"Where is this theater from here?" Derek asked and looked at Dez.

"About 15 blocks away," Andy noticed Derek looking at Dez, "That's Dez, he just got here and his Uncle and girlfriend are missing. We have some weapons to show you."

"Weapons, we have weapons." Derek replied as the giant approached them.

"We have a sword that kills vampires, a dagger that kills wolves, and a crossbow that kills anything with 'dead' in its name." Andy said.

"What about the dagger for use against vampires?" Derek asked.

"With the hunter being held hostage." Andy reported, he could see a slight look of disbelief in Derek's face.

"The pilot says he's about to take off." the giant told Derek before grabbing the hands of each of the hunters and introducing himself, "Name's Jimbo, we heard you folks were having a bit of a problem so we came to help you out." a smile stretched across the man's face.

"Who else is with you guys." Andy asked as he tried to look around Jimbo.

"We have Smalls, our neighborhood sniper, and we also have little Wendy, our whirling dervish." Jimbo pointed his large hands at the respective forms of who he was introducing, "By whirling dervish, I mean she cuts vamps up real nice."

The group walked down to the garage to embark to the theater.

Hmmm, so should I make it so she is supposed to meet us near the theater?

<sigh> goddamn double post

Insanely Busy ATM.....

Kais....just RP a Phone call from Rachel and have Dez tell her to meet them at the NBC building....where the Hunters landed.