NationStates Jolt Archive

Her hands begin to shake uncontrollably. Her eyes feel dry, but she is sure they are not. She can’t seem to fall asleep, but her body begs to be relaxed. She is cold inside, but warm to touch. She is dizzy when she stands up, but loves the feeling. Her vessels pounds and she feels the blood rush through. A pulse per second. It increases with each moment. There is a metallic rust taste in her mouth. She hadn’t felt this way before. She lies against the brink building and stares across the way through the alley. The chill air doesn’t seem to affect her and she just stares. She doesn’t notice anything. She rocks back and forth trying to soothe the convulsions and the call of hunger. She just stares.

Next to her lies a male. He can’t be seen in the dark. He is still and no movement would say he is living. His pulse is slow and he is turning blue.

A rat nearby sniffs the air and runs away. It remains in the corner and glares with watchful eyes.

Klaus Von Hessen walks by noticing a strange sound. The tall Elarian had been on secret assignment in the nation and was ready to leave. He almost walked on but his Elarian ways overcame him.

As Klaus walks up he notices a male and a female both look rather sick. He keeps alert , this could be some type of trick.

"Are you alright m'lady?" Klaus says in a strong voice.

Klaus took a step back and placed his hand in his jacket wear his Karbine Pistol was. He kept looking around him , this didnt seem right and he knew the penalty if he was caught. Governments do not take kindly to foreign operatives , even if Klaus' mission was not one of war.

"Please answer me m'lady."

She jumps to the sound of an eloquent voice. "M'Lady" She begin to laugh, a very low laugh, almost a growl. Her eyes were still fixated. The man next to her did not move. She began to shake again. Her concentration now focused on words lost all control over her body. "I need more. I need..." She stopped and her eyes blinked, her head flopped down. Slowly, she rose it up and her eyes were glazed over. A trickle of red liquid was a the corner of her parched lips. She smiled at the man.

Klaus could not believe his eyes "A Vampire?!" he thought to himself. He had only thought these were myths , not real.

Klaus looked at the man lying on the ground as he grew more angered by the second.

"I am Klaus Von Hessen Operative of Elara..." Klaus pulled back the long black cloak and unsheaved his mghty Elarian Sword. "Server of justice , defender of the Empire..."

"You days of walking the Earth are over..."

OOC: Note: Elarians are not human they have blue skin and pointed ears just so you know who your dealing with.

Klaus felt his head begin to ache slightly he was having trouble thinking....what madness was this?...

She looks him in the eye and a sad look becomes her face. She is not going to cry, but melancholy takes away the smile. Her voice is low and raspy, "You really going to take someone down when they are already down. Go ahead, I have nothing to LIVE for." She spit blood. Her hands shake uncontrollable and she presses her fingernails into the ground and scratched repeatedly. She ceases the movement and stares at her hands. Her nails are bloodly and dirt is on her pale hands. She wipes her pale face, smearing blood and dirt on her checks. She stands up and braces herself against the wall. Her knees shake and wobble. Her black hair is plastered against her face and neck. She walks forward slowly and allows the sword to pierce her thin shirt. A small amount of red blood stains the metallic silver of his sword. Her chest heaves with each retraction for air. She takes her leg and with her foot nudges the man over onto his back. There is a piece of wood stuck in the males chest and a look of surpirse on his face. He has two canine teeth protruding with blood on it. She pulls her hair alway from her neck and shows him the two messy bite marks with blood dryed around the small holes. She whispered in her soft raspy voice, "I didn't ask for this." She broke down and began to sob and throw herself into the sword. And then backed away. She placed her already soiled hands on the site where she was punctured and laughed. "I feel no pain. I feel nothing." The hole itself had already stopped bleeding and was closing. She slumped against the wall again. She looked to the sky, "Why?"

OOC: I must finish studing for finals. It is two in the morning and I need to finish that and get some rest I will check tomorrow after my test.

Klaus lowered his sword , his blue face showed nothing but shock. In a swift motion he raises his sword high into the air and comes back down in a flash the human eye cant see cutting the mans head clean off.

"I wonder if that is you , the real you , or a beast hiding in a frail human form." "I want to trust you m'lady , I truely do." "Hold the urge for blood back and I shall take you back with me , our scientists are sure to figure out a way to heal you , or at least control your urges...." "Please do not make me destroy you."

Klaus wanted to turn and walk away , but great sadness and pity for the poor woman filled his blue heart.

OOC: Im off to bed as well. Fortunately for me my college semester ended yesterday.

OOC: Lucky you. I have one more final left for tommorrow.

IC: She continues to stare at the sky, "Take me, before I have the urge to kill again." She begins to tremble and a seizure happenes again. Once she regans her composure she looks down and says, " Why have you forsaken me?" She stumbles out into the light. Now, her attire is more vivid to the eye. Her white shirt is stained with her own blood and the blood of the man. She also has brown dirt smeared across it. There are tears in the clothes and in her middle is the hole where she stabbed the sword. She also wore a black peated skirt. It went about half down her thighs. It was unzipped on the side and a string of her panties shown. They were black also. There were scratches on her thighs and they looked raw and red. She had on knee high stockings. THe white vaded and now red with blood. Her shoes were black and the shoelaces were untied and frawed. Around her neck she wore a silver necklace with a cross attached to it. Around her neck was a red burn where the necklace touched her skin. Under the light she was on her knees, "Why did you not answer my prayers? What did I do to be damned?"

She turned and faced the man in blue, she hadn't realized his colour and was in awe. Her hand trembled as she touched his face and ran her dirt and blood caked fingertips down his check. Her eyes flared with an unnatural sensation. A smile crept up on her face, as if a cat realizing it caught its mouse. She brought her face closer to his neck. She whishpered, "You better not try to help me? I am damned and he will not save me anymore. I belong now to the devil." She grinds her fingernails into his shoulders and hisses. Her knees fail her and she falls to the ground. She begins to sob. She places her hands over her face, "What is wrong with me? This is not me? Where is my savior?"

OOC: Hope u don't mind me joining in.

IC:

Terry Smith a soldier from the Federation of Busby's Infantry, walked down the long road. A terrible chill cut right through him as he slowly walked. He heard the terrifing sobs of a women coming from a dark damp ally. His head turned slowly as he glared at the ally. He slowly walked over putting his hand on his pistol, conceald on his person. Peering through he noticed a blue figure standing over a women crying. Terry thought that, that thing was mugging her. So he drew his pistol and crept silently behind the figure. He lifted his pistol to the head of the figure.

"Don't move. Put your hands in the air and turn round." Ordered Terry.

His eyes glaced slightly to the sobing women.

Klaus stood there without making a move , who was this person behind him. With lightining speed Klaus could dispatch this man , still it was a risk.

"You have no idea what your getting yourself into." Klaus states in a strong and loud voice.

"This woman needs help , I can get her that help.... I know you do not understand but please try." "Shes....shes dying and unless you want a plague like no other spreading across this land you will lower that weapon you have pointed at me."

Klaus stood awaiting an answer , he knew what must be done if he didnt get the answer he wanted.

He looked down at the poor woman , he could not bare to see her this way.

"Hold on m'lady... hold on."

Terry raised an eyebrow. Was he telling the truth or was he just lying? Noticing the womans condition become worse, he could see in the eye of the blue figure that he was worried for her.

"Get against the wall."

Still pointing his pistol at him he kneeled to see what was wrong with the women.

"Are you alright?"

Klaus now very impatient and angered now swings around pulling out his own pistol , now both men had a gun to each others head.

"I have no time for this!" "Every moment we wait hastens her demise , I can still save her but she must be brought to El....to my homeland immediately."

Klaus sheaves his sword with the other hand and reaches down to the girl.

"Your hand m'lady , we must move swiftly."

OOC: The more the merrier. I was hoping for someone to guide her to the light, and someone to take her to the dark. But we will work with what we have. It is an open RP.

IC: She stopped praying. She stood up and noticed the new guy. A man in an uniform, how quant. She smiled. I always like a man in an uniform. She ignored the blue man's hand for now. She could play with him later. They had their guns pointed at each other. She walked inbetween them. They lowered the guns.

She looked the man with the uniform on up and down. She licked her lips. She was so thristy. Her eyes narrowed in on his neck. She saw the vein pulse with each heart beat. She had to do something with bluie. She leaned closer to the soldier and whispered. "Wait here." It appeared to be a hug to those who couldn't hear. She backed away and with a look of sadness took the blue man's hand. She stared at it and looked up. She wore a wet smile, her face was soaked with tears from when she was praying. With her raspy voice she pleaded, "You must help me." She pratically had to drag the blue coloured man down a few blocks. She stopped and paused. "I need to grab my bible and my books hold on right here. I will be right back."

She didn't wait for him to respond and she took off, with an unnatural speed. She found her self in front of soldier. She smiled and said, "You waited. Good boy." She was fast and to the point he couldn't struggle with her getting the first bite. He began to struggle and she squirmed to keep her position. She sucked fast, so fast her eyes widened and felt him slump into her arms. There was a flash of light and she stopped. She felt him against her as she braced herself against the building wall. He was still alive. She whispered, "Thank you Lord." She dropped him. She began to cry.

The adrenaline set in and her pupils dilated, her smell increased, well, every sensation she had increase stimulation of. She pounded her fists against the brink building and blood smeared against it. She looked down at the soldier. He neck was a mess and was slightly bleeding. She made the sign of the cross and bent down and kissed his forehead. "I am so sorry." She rested her face on his chest and her body rose with each respiration. "I promise I will make this up to you, someday." She had to do something. She noticed the decapitated man who made her this, still had the wooden spike in him. She pulled it out. Her hands were shaking and each movement was dramatic.

She opened her bible and almost tore the pages. She was crying and stained the white pages with red water. She opened it up to pslam 23. She said in her raspy voice, "The Lord is my shephard there is nothing I shall fear." She repeated this over and over again.

OOC: Sorry I should have asked you Busby if I could do that, but I didn't allow her to kill you. So, if you want to you can still be in the RP. I just thought it would make things more interesting. She can't be saved just yet. Infact I don't know if I want her to be saved. We shall see. Busby and Elara it is your turn.

Bump :wink:

Klaus stood waiting he continued to think to himself about how he could be bringing a plague to the Empire he loved so dearly. Perhaps he should just leave and forget everything. Or perhaps he should finish the girl off to prevent a plague in this nation. But it was also possible that the girl could be saved , so much at risk. The phrase "The good of the many outweigh the good of the few." popped into Klaus' head.

"Hmmm."

She stood up and saw the blue pigmented man. She cried out, "Please, you must help him. I didn't mean..." She trailed off. She couldn't bring herself to say it. She ran to the near by church. Her school was next to it and the library that she was at was a block away. She ran, almost tripped up the stairs. She reached for the door and her hand grasped the door handle and she was struck down to her knees. Her eyes wide open, but she could not see. Her hands frantically reached at the church. Her lips moved and mouthed words, but no sound came out.

All she could see was red. It was everywhere. She was drenched in it, naked, but covered in blood. She couldn't wipe it off. She looked to the sky and vultures were flying above her. They were crying out. She knelt down. She saw a rosery lieing on the ground. She picked it up and it melted in her hands. She looked up and a vision of the holy mother mary was shown holding her baby jesus. She was crying and blood dripped from her eyes. She cried out "NO!" Her voice was in tune with the cries of the vultures. She felt herself fall backwards and then she saw the church door again.

On her hand was fresh blood. She licked her lips and tasted that metallic rust again. She reached her hand up and pierced her finger with her extended sharp teeth.
"The Lord is my shephard there is nothing I shall fear." She thought to herself, but I shall fear myself now.

Klaus followed the woman , a tear fell from his face as he placed his pistol back under his jacket and unsheaved his sword.

The silver shined and almost glowed from the light the church's cross gave.

"Forgive me.....I cannot allow the plague to spread I cannot allow you to suffer and slowly be destroyed as the beast takes over."

Elarians were not Christian but they were very religious their own religion was based on honor....but there was no honor in killing this poor defenseless woman.

"Say a prayer to your God before you die , I do not know your ways but surely you should ask forgiveness before you enter the afterlife." Klaus said in a soft voice , another silvery clear dot streamed down his face.

OOC: Im off to bed , Ill be back tomorrow.

Terry woke up. His head pounding, his heart beating what seemed like a million times a second. He examined the the ally, nothing there, just darkness. He slowly climbed to his feet, using the wall for support. He touched his neck and found blood. He felt around his neck finding two holes. Terry looked confused, unknowing what had happened. He remembered a woman being sick and a blue figure, but all the rest was a haze. Terry got out a bandage from his bag and placed it gently on the two holes. A slight sharp pain gribbed Terry but it passed. He stopped the bleeding and headed out of the ally. He recalled the woman saying something about a prayer. Well the best place to pray, thought Smith would be a church. He could remember seeing a church nearby. He set off to the church, keeping his hand on his pistol.

OOC: Busby hasn't really had any real contact with vampires, so he just thought that it was nothing.

She looked up at the blue man. Her eyes wide and wet. Her face was now clear. Her tears had washed away the blood and dirt. She smiled and two dimples shown, one of each side. She said softly, "And I don't even know your name. Surely, I should know the name of my savior. Surely, before I die, I would like to know who will be a savior to others." She remained calm. She placed one torn and beat up hand on her neck and found where her necklace was. She tore it off. She looked at it and shed one tear. She looked up to the man, extended her open hand to him. "Here. You have it. My grandmama gave it to me before she died. She could have be a saint. I am nowhere near a saint. Infact I am abolmination to humans. I shall pray, but heaven I will not go. I know this. I am a damned creature. Take away this misery." She dropped her head. She was taught to be humble at all times.

Klaus walked to her side and lifted his blade high above his head. He then said a few religious Elarian words and then spoke to the girl.

"I am Klaus Von Hessen , loyal servant to the Empire of Elara." "Your god may not offer you a place in his afterlife , but my god will." "You shall waalk the beaches and lush fields of Oranon."

Klaus swung down the blade but stopped just before it reached the girls neck , another tear came down his blue face. He closed his eyes a moment and raised his sword once again , when his eyes opened he showed absolute confidence and strength as he prepared for the deathblow.

Terry finally reached the church. He rested on the huge doors of the church, as each step was getting harder and more breathtaking. He took a few breaths and a sip of water. Then peered through the lock of the church. He saw the blue figure with the sword raised and the woman on the ground crying. He do not get this one bit, but he wasn't about the let that woman die.

He drew his pistol and kick the doors of the church. The huge damp wooden doors swung open, and Terry stood in the doorway with his pistol pointing at the blue figure's head.

"Freeze!"

She felt the air hit her neck. She opened her eyes. She still had her necklace. She put back on her neck. She licked her lips. "Well, Klaus Von Hessen." The letter s sounded more of a hiss. She stood up to him. She smiled. She yelled over her shoulder. "No worry, sir. All is done." Her voice was flat and cryptic. Knowing that the man would not blow Klaus's brains out she said quietly, "I just want one thing." His sword was down, but she was still watching his reflexes carefully. "Something I have never got before. Going to school with all girls it is kind of hard to get it." She was an inch away from his lips. She looked up and into his eyes. She mouthed "A kiss." She bent forward a bit and let her moist lips touch his. It was a sweet, innocent, simple kiss. She smiled.

She stepped away from him and faster than what could be seen to was on him. He was on the ground flat and the sword was out of his reach. Her nails dug into his skin drawing blood. Her gaze not meeting his. Her action was not expected by the look on his face. He was confused, not scared, just shocked. She pressed her fingers into his neck. "They say one can go only 3-5 minutes without blood. Yet, within one minute things slow down and you can't react." She smiled. "A part of me doesn't want to hurt you. The other part wants to suck you dry." She paused. She was pressing harder. "I wonder if your blood is blue." She frowned. She blinked. "No, this is only to slow you down. I need to do things before you kill me. Things need to be changed you just have no clue." She stopped and got up. She looked for the man in the uniform.

She ran to him. "You will help me right." She began to walk away. "I need to change. You can follow me. I just don't want my blood on me anymore."

Klaus got up , he was shocked and blue blood ran down his shirt but the wounds soon closed , gotta love Elarians natural regeneration.

Klaus reached up and touched his lips , he felt something for this girl but he could let his feelings get in the way of what must be done. Quickly he grabbed his sword and ran out of the church.

"Time to end this , time for the hunt."

She turned to the soldier and said, "Wait here." She walked up to the girls's dormatory. She unlocked the door. She quickly, but quietly made her way to her room. She undressed and threw her clothes away. She jumped into the shower and let the warm water wash away her sins. She felt calm and let the aroma of her shapoo settle her worries. She got out and dried off. She put on some black pants. She slipped on a white shirt and over that put on a black jacket. She slipped on some tennis shoes. No sense getting dressed up when she planned on fighting. She lifted up her right side pant leg and secured a small silver knife to the side of her leg. It was inclosed in a wooden sheath. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail, but a few strands fell out.

She walked out of the building. She smiled fiercefully, with a gleam of light reflecting in her eye, "Ready to hunt?"

In the darkness, the Argonian hunter Arakesh Quickclaw watched the proceeding with more than a casual intrest. 'Whiptail spoke of vampires in this land. Perhaps he has left me some sport.' Arakesh was young by Argonian standards, about seventy-two. Loose, homespun, light grey cotton pants covered his powerful legs, and a loose-fitting shirt of the same material covered his powerful chest, beneath the cuirass of netch leather that provided some protection. A homespun scarf of dirty white cotton was wound loosely around his neck, and the hilt of a katana pokes over his right shoulder. Arakesh's ear-like fins prick up with intrest as he watches one of the two men charge into a church with a pistol in his hand. Shortly afterwards, a young woman rushes out. 'The softskins and their guns...' He thinks to him self in a mild combination of amusement and disgust. The young hunter pats the pair of Blackwood stakes secured to inner side of his left arm as he heads towards the church.

OOC: Argonians look like bipedal lizards, for the uninitiated.

She began to sprint towards the church. Her sensations were different they were enhanced and beyond anything she had ever experienced. She tried to control herself, she wanted to concentrate on the hunt. She slowed down as she reached the steps. She stopped she saw Klaus. She smiled and flipped a strand of hair out of her eyes. "I had to freshen up. Maybe you need to also. That blood just doesn't look good with your blue tone." She watched him carefully. Trying to decifer any movement and which direction he would go. "So, are you ready?"

Klaus picked up his sword and glared at the woman.

"Prepare to die demon , to hell you will go and that poor girls soul she reach Oranon!" "My promise to the gods!"

Klaus moves with lightining speed and charges at the girl slashing as he goes.

She watched him as if slow motion. She predicted his direction as by his movements. She fluidly moved with him, but just barely missing his sword. He moves quick. She flashes her teeth at him. With one movement and a flexed postion of her wrist, she landed a punch directed to his diaphragm. When the palm of her hand made contact with him she pushed the air out of his lungs. Before he could regain his compostion she with one kick to the lungs made him fall to the ground. She caught his head before it hit the pavement. There would be no fun with him if he died right away.

She straddled him. One knee flexed and the other on the ground. She had grabbed her small sword and placed it over the skin, above his heart. With one single push she could stop this fight, but why when she could have alittle fun with him.

Klaus struggles to regain his breath and as he does he looks to the sword at his heart. This what it the girl would kill him and the plague would spread. But wait he suddenly remembered something...

"You know not with whom you fight girl." "You think it wise to touch blades with an Elarian?" "I have seen a thousand , thousand wars." "If I were you Id run now , only problem is Im going to hunt you down until one of us is dead." "That poor girls spirit deserves peace!"

The girl could now feel pressure against her chest. Klaus had very slowly and quietly pulled out his pistol and placed it to her chest. He begins to fire , 1..2...3..4.5..6..7. At the same time he quickly pushes the girl back with his foot , her sword was still at his chest though so as she fell back she sliced him open.

As Klaus stood to face the girl again his wounds healed before her eyes.

"Elarians have natural regeneration , incase you havent figured that out." "Surrender now and I promise to make it quick and painless."

Klaus says with a slight almost evil grin.

With a snarl, a large shape collides with the woman, knocking both to the ground.

There was no look of surprise on her face. If Klaus would have looked deep into her eyes he would have seen a girl crying from betrayal. She was shot and it didn't matter, by this time she knew her strengths. As she was kicked to the ground another shape intervered and she made contact with the ground. Her body seemed to bounce, but she heard and felt her bones crack against the cement. She looked down and saw the bullets each one of them spill out of her body and her skin regenerate also. All that remainded was the blood and holes in her shirt. She unzipped her black jacket and slipped her white with blood shirt off and threw it at Klaus. She zipped up her black hoody. She hadn't bothered to wear a bra, but the jacket was tight enough to support her. She smiled as Klaus watched her.

She didn't worry herself over the new stranger. She spoke in the raspy voice once again. "I do remember one thing that man who bite me said. He said that I was special. At the time I thought he was just trying to get in my pants. Ah. I was wrong. Now, it is because of what I am that I am able to withstand such a thing. I am invisible to you. I am not invisible to all. You just can't defeat me. I don't care how many wars you were in. I just turned and you can't kill me." She laughed and it was if ice stuck to the sound. It chilled the atmoshpere a degree or two. "There is nothing you can do. I won't run and if I did you wouldn't be hunting. She is dead. She died in the church." A sinister smile crept over her face.

The girl's body shook. A tiny voice cried out, it sounded as if another thing tried to keep it from talking. "I am not dead. I won't die. It trys. I hurt so much. I can't stop bleeding, but I won't die. I can't. Please, don't kill my body yet. You need to find a way to get me back my body. The soul is not dead." The voice is silenced as the girl violently lashes out at particularly nothing. As the girl calms down she looks over at the other figure. "So, what the hell do you think you're doing?"

Klaus looks at the lizardman curiously.

"Whoever you are I thank you , do not kill her , if she can be killed." "I think I know what to do."

Klaus takes small darts out of his jacket pocket as the two others stand off , he quickly runs to the Holy Water and mixes it with the tranquilizer chemical that was already in the dart he then puts the darts in another area of his gun seperate to that of where normal ammunition goes.

Klaus turns and walks to the girl as he fires the darts into her one by one hoping the tranquilizers will paralize her while the Holy Water draws out the beast and saves the girl.

"Only death can stop me beast." "I WILL save that girl , one way or another , my promise to the gods!"

She began to laugh. Her body expelled the bullets and the liquid drained from the sites. "One reason this body was chosen was so I would tolerate holy water." She spit some of the liquid onto the ground and it sizzled. "A girl of the church for the church and the church. Those of that cannot affect me. I have actually grown an aquired taste to the holy water, but just not as good as Evain."

Smith just stood there looking confused. Each wound that they gave each other healed in a matter of seconds. What are these things? He thought to himself.

Arakesh nods at his fellow hunter, as he draws one of the stakes strapped to his left arm. The stakes are carved from Argonian Blackwood, stained with the blood of several previous kills. The wood had a magic property to it; the more vampires killed with the stake, the less contact had to be made with the vampire to kill it. Both of Arakesh's stakes would have to be driven into a vampire to kill it, but not nessecarily through the heart. He begins to advance on his prey, his eyes keen for any sign of tretchery.

"Perhaps that is so, but I have found no vampire who is immune to Argonian methods of vampire slaying. Once I have marked you as my prey, you will not be able to escape me."

The young hunter's tail twitches with anticipation, and he holds the stake tightly in his clawed hand, circling his target, preparing to strike.

Klaus puts the gun back in his holster and draws his Elarian Sword. He then begins circling the Vampire Girl opposite the side the Argonian was on. "Surely she couldnt withstand the attack of both." His mind slipped for a second thinking that this used to be a young lass , she had an entire life ahead of her. But what was he to do. He decided to pray for the girl in his own tongue and perhaps this would draw out the beast , though he doubted it. But at least she could reach the Golden Shores of the Afterlife.

Klaus pulls out a ceremonial Elarian religious necklace , the stone in it appears to glow , it had obviously not come from Earth.

"Qentorah seenjahna." "Oroless kiiran sotaria."

He began to prepare himself for a final lash at the girl , but still his mind was holding him back a bit and he didnt know if he could kill her.

The girl looked at the lizard-person. She laughed at him also. "Did I not make myself clear before. I am a different kind of vampire. Compare me to just the average on the street made vampire, they do not have the qualities I do, I have the qualities they have and more. Why do you not think that vampire who is rotting in the alley picked me. He also miscalculated because I killed him." She smiled at that thought. She was so new to it to and it was so easy. She felt even better when the girl inside her cried out, not only from physical pain, but emotional, and even more spiritual pain.

She reached out and touched the stone. "Such a pretty thing." She let it go and walked over to the WA sticks. She scrutinized them and then She grabbed one and thrust it into her stomach. She pulled it out and dropped it at the lizard's feet. She smiled as the girl within wrenched with pain. She knew that she wouldn't die and she knew the girl wouldn't die. They just didn't understand. Should they? Should she tell them and possible lead to her sel-destruction? Would they know what would kill her if she told them? She didn't give a damn, the girl would go to her so-called hell because she her blood was tainted with a demons blood and well, there would always be more vampires.

She frowned. There was one thing she did want to do before she was killed, but did not think the human would last it. The soldier. She didn't know if he could transform. She had already bitten him, now, all she had to do was three series of her blood to him and he would be transformed. She didn't think he would strangle as the girl did and still continues.

She smiled at her company, "If this be my downfall be it. As you may know or not, I only feed twice." She looked over at the soldier and winked. "Therefore, my transformation is not intirely complete. Are you all following this? THe wretched girl still is in me. Though she is losing strength. She still continues to fight. Klaus do not think if you kill us you will safe her. By her faith, she will be damned for eternity to be in hell, surrounded by demons that will torture her beyond all means that I can explain. She was pure until her blood was tainted with a vampire's blood. She was an innocent, not by the means of a bystander, but a real innocent. That is why that vampire picked her. He had been watching her. Although, I am here and she is well on her way to dying, it shall be difficult for you to kill me. Unless, you let me feed one more time. Or you find a way to kill me and her. Now, how will you all feel about killing an innocent. I think she was well on her way to becoming a saint after she lived that long life of hers." She began to laugh. "So, what will it be boys? Do you really want an endless fight or what?"

OOC: sorry about the double posts

Klaus sadly looks at the girl.

"I admit it pains me to have to kill her with you." "But the good of the many outweigh the good of the few." "I cannot and will not let this plague spread any further."

Klaus looks over the the Lizardman Hunter next to him.

"Im open to suggestions."

Arakesh nods.

"This method has never failed me."

The young warrior leaps towards his prey, driving the stake into her heart with both hands. He steps back to survey his work.

OOC: I don't expect this to kill her. Is she a Reaver like the ones from Blade 2? They're immune to silver and have a heart encased in bone.

OOC: She can't die from that. She already showed you that your weapon holds nothing against her. All it does is pain the girl inside her. No, she isn't a Raever??? I don't even know what that is, she definitely is not one then. She just has a lot of human in her to take the vampire attacks, and enough vampire in her to take the human attacks. That is all. She can be killed, but it is a matter if the warriors want to kill the one inside of her. They have to decide if they want to kill an innocent just to kill a demon. Basically, I want to see if they will do what the demon does. She does not care if innocents are inflicted upon. I regret to say I will probably not be able to post in two days. I will try, but I do not know. Merry Christmas and God bless you.

OOC: I understand, but in your last post she stabbed herself in the stomach. That would typically just piss a vampire off. The wooden stake to the heart usually does the trick.

IC:

Seeing that his favorite method had no effect, Arakesh turns to his fellow hunter.

"Would you happen to have a cross in your possession?"

OOC: I honestly have no idea short of going and getting something that will blow her body to pieces , but Id hate to kill the girl inside the demon.

IC:

Roland looks at the Lizard-Man strangely.

"My people arent Christian...so...no." "This is a Church though surely there should be one around , though I doubt itll do much good." "Perhaps we can find a Human Preist to perform a....what do they call it....ex...excor...to drive the beast from the body of the girl."

OOC: You must understand that she is still human. But she has the good and the bad characteristics of a vampire. If you want to kill her you might let her feed again, but she might just get stronger. The girl is very special. She can be killed though.

The girl began to laugh histerically. She calmed herself down enough to grab a necklace of off her neck and show the men. In her hand was a silver cross. She cackled. "Now what, boys?"

OOC:I may be cheating a bit here. :wink:

IC:

Klaus cut his hand , making sure to do it deeply so the natural regeneration took longer. His blue Elarian blood spilt on the ground infront of the girl.

"You thirsty lass?" "Come on , how about a lil drink , youve never had Elarian blood have you?"

Klaus begins to walk closer to the girl entending his hand and opening it to show the girl the wound that was already begining to slowly close.

The girl smiled at Klaus. She could smell his blood and her body ached for it. As soon as he got closer she spit on his wound. "How do you think I would like it if it is given to me. I would like the hunt and the taking of it." She shakes her head at him, with a frown on her face, "I will not go out that easy."

OOC: Good try, but you seem to forget she is stubborn and loves the hunt. She loves the thrill of it because it is wrong. The girl inside her is pure and good, what else would she like to do then do the opposite and torture the girl inside. Besides she knows your character wants to kill her and she is not stupid. It might have worked if she had no idea he was out to rid the "plague of the world".

Arakesh sees the method of his fellow hunter fail, and gets an idea. Drawing the katana from his back, he slashes with lightning speed at her throat.

She just barely gets out of the way of the katana. Her eyes wide. She hadn't expected him to attack so fast. She grabbed the katana with her hands and threw her energy back at him. With the surge of energy she managed to shift his balance and he fell backwards.

Arakesh rolls backwards, using the momentum of the push to reorient himself. He brings the katana back to a ready position, then slashes again for her knees.

OOC: It's his first real hunt.

OOC: So, they both are virgins. :wink:

She saw each of his slight movements. She could see his muscle twitch just before it stretched with the movement of his bone. She smiled grabbed the katana again and pulled him close to her. They were nose to nose and she could actually smell the fear he had. She never realized that fear smelled a lot of body odor, but that just made sense. She bent in closer and kissed him on the lips then she drove the katana into his stomach with the majority of her strenght placed on her wrist. She watched as he stumbled back, trying to catch his breathe. She still had the katana in her hand and she pounced ontop of him. She grabbed the small knife from her leg and slide it out of its wood incasement. She placed it under his chin on his neck and sliced across in the line of the horizon. She didn't not cut deep, only to allow some blood to spill. He didn't bleed much, but enough that she could have. She bent over to lick him and stopped. Now, why do this? Then she would just die much easier and the girl would be free to go. No, she would have to figure out how to feed and not free the girl. She had to see someone or read about this. She just wished she knew who she could ask. Where is another vampire when you need one? She got up and smashed the katana into his skull with enough force to knock him unconsious, but not to kill or injure greatly.

OOC: Arakesh actually has two mates back home in the Marsh. He's been very well trained as a hunter of beasts and invaders, and has taken up the hunting of vampires after the Argonian hero, Whiptail, hoping to follow in his footsteps. He is a qualified master of the Infinite Mystical Claw martial art, and has studied under the Dark Argonian blademaster Shadowscale Swiftblade for many years. All the training in the world is nothing without expeirence to back it up, and Arakesh has left the Marsh to gain this expeirence. By the way, Argonians have snouts, being very lizard-like in appearence, and have no lips. They are known for their dry and somewhat dark sense of humor, and their inability to smile.

IC:

The young hunter staggers as he rises, his head ringing. Despite the new bump on his scaly head, he was unharmed. His leather cuirass had absorbed most of the katana's force, and his scaly hide had done the rest. Never pausing in the offense as he had been taught, Arakesh attacks anew with an right elbow strike aimed at her temple, followed with a left upward palm strike aimed at her nose. He then drops low, spinning around to attack with a spinning backsweep with his right leg, aiming for the nerve center on her right knee.

A force like she has never felt before strikes against her temple. Her brain numbs for a moment as the impact of her nose is also hit. She blinks several times and then realizes she is on the ground clutching her right knee. She begins to laugh, as the girl inside screams out in pain. She is getting sloppy now. She can barely keep her balance. She was losing her energy. She needed to regain it very quickly. She didn't want the girl inside to die. She was beginning to fade. The girl flipped up and landed several punches on his chin and forehead. Her knuckles were bleedings and she was breathing hard. She could still see the blood barely flowing from his wound. She lunged at him and licked at the wound. She didn't take in all that much just enough to give her a kick of energy. She grabbed at his katana again this time bringing it level with the ground and she used the ground and her left foot to jump off and push him to the ground. She had the katana on his neck and was pressing down. She wouldn't suck him bone dry, but she would kill him.

Arakesh bobs his head around a few of the punches, his form wasn't as perfect as usual due to the intense ringing in his ears. Finding himself on the ground, he latches onto her shoulders with his hands, the claws penetrating the leather guantlets as he did so. Arakesh rocked backwards and got his right leg under her, using the momentum of the rock to toss her off of him. He rose again, bleeding slightly. The second stake appears in his right hand.

"Come beast, your fangs will make a fine trophy."

Arakesh assumes a ready stance.

Smith saw what was going on, both of these two creatures were fighting what seemed to be a vampire. He had read about those things but Busby was never able to prove of their excitance, but from what he heard they were nothing but trouble. He reached out his pistol pointed it at the womans feet and fired, just to make her notice him. She turned round and he moved his finger back and forth to tell her to come get him. He waited and prepared to run. He knew he couldn't kill it, but if the other two had time to think on how to destroy it, maybe he could get her attention long enough.

She looked over at the soldier. She laughed. "You must be hallucinating boy from the blood loss. That will do nothing but piss me off. You do not want to see be mad." She threw her weight at Arakesh and tackled him. "You know this will be endless. You might as well give up."

Again, Arakesh uses his momentum and his right leg to propel her off of him, driving the stake into her left leg as he did so, through the abductor canal in hopes of crippling her. He rises again, and resumes his ready stance. Despite the headache and the gash on his chest, Arakesh was enjoying the drawn-out fight. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Arakesh moves his clawed hands in a smooth circular motion, arcane energy tracing their movements. With a kiai, he hurls a small bolt of fire in her direction.

"I had hoped I would not have to use such dishonorable means of engagement."

She smiled a smile sop evil words could not describe it. Just as the fire hit her she was human again. The girl lashed at the fire and screamed out in pain. Her voice howled and was so high pitched a near by window shattered a bit. She grabbed at her head and squeezed hard. She became silent and she sat there with her head in her hands. She looked up and her cheeks were wet. Her eyes were dull, but had no inhuman or animal like look to them. She smiled sweetly. She said "Thank you." Her voice very soft.

OOC: I won't be able to check this till later tommorrow. I am going to work and then party hopping. Plus, I work all day tommorrow. Happy New Year and have a safe night.

Arakesh quickly retrieves his katana and places the tip of the blade at her throat.

"Be still."

He hissed, unsure of what had just happened.

ooc: i relize you are pretty much done for the night, but is there room for one more when you start again?

OOC: You are more than welcome to join in. The more the merrier. I am still looking for someone to aide my little vampire to remain a vampire. Yet, you may do whatever you want.

IC: The girls eyes widened and the vessels dilated and broke. Her eyes were red and her face became more pale. "I I I feel so faint. Please, why are you attacking me? I mean no harm. I just want to sleep." Her eyes became a bit droopy and she fought to keep them open. Her fingers were shaking and she was trying to push the blade away and keep her on her own feet. She looked into Arakesh's eyes, "Please, help me. I think I am going to fall. I am so afraid of the dark. The shadows haunt me now. I can't get away. I just can't...". She trailed off and just stared straight forward.

Arakesh pushes her down with the flat of his blade.

"Then lie there. I have no desire to kill an innocent, yet I am unsure of your stability..."

OOC: May I also have the honour of joining this thread?

I am interested in having a Valientinian Vampire...

A large, golden dog wanders out of a nearby ally way. Its eyes shone with intelligence. It surveyed the area, and two figures drew its gaze. Suddenly, it realized they were standing over a third, prone figure. Without hesitation, it began to charge towards them.

OOC: Honor? That is cool!! I didn't know someone liked this story that much, but you are more than welcome to join. The more there is the only more interesting it can get with the more twists to the plot.

IC: She didn't even know what to do. She slide down onto the ground. Her back in line with the cement, which pressed coldly against her. She mumbled, "Everything seems so cold. Why is it all so gray?" She stared at the sky. The stars seemed to be dull, but they still shone and mocked her. She was damned now. She should just ask them to kill her, but that would be wrong. She had no idea what to do. She couldn't kill herself, the lord would definitely foresake her. That was a sin and she would go to hell, but she would go anyway the devil mixed blood with her. She cried silently. All she had wanted was to become a nun and a missionary. She went to the local all girl school and was taking that major up. Things just didn't go as she thought they were supposed to go. This attackers don't even know her name. It would seem ironic now for her mouth to even say the word. She stared at the sky and mouthed Angel. She closed her eyes. These people knew nothing of her and didnot care. Might as well let them take her away from this cruel world. She felt the evil inside her and it laughed at her. She couldn't live with this much more. The pain moved from the outside and now located itself from the inside. "It feels as if my heart is being tore open and all my blood is being drained out. My body continues to ache and I find no numbness to help. My nerves are being picked at with what seems like a thousand small sharp knifes that won't stop. And the worst is I don't know myself anymore. It seems as if the only thing I hang onto is my soul, which seems to be diminishing. What is a pathetic girl like me supposed to do? Plus, what is this I feel down in my stomach. A movement with some kicks." Her stomach is a bit extended, more round then the previous flat tone tomach she had shown before.

She had not realized she was talking out loud. She meant for the words to be for herself, but she found out that she was heard when the sword that held her down rose a bit. She looked up.

Alexander Kelsing ran a ragged path down the street, bumping and pushing aside all people who got in his way. He ignored all of the cries of drunk and idiot. He was tired, and desperate need of... sustainance.

However, Kelsing ran on further. The tear-shaped pendant around his neck pulsed ever harder: he could feel the blood-red hue lightly singe his chest.

The pendant was one passed down through his family, through the years... through the centuries. It was an Alucarde pendant, and only came alive when another of his kin was close. As the last of the Kelsings, he had escaped from Valients persecution in the late 1800s. He had never met another vampire since.

And now here was one, purely by chance. He could not let him, or her, leave without at first meeting them.

He stopped and turned into the allyway where the pulsations led him to. The sight that he saw was startling. A dark-blue elaran and a lythe Argonian Lizard-being were both standing, with arms drawn over... her.

She was beautiful... and she was the vampire. the first he had seen in over a century. Kelsing stopped and pulled out his two Beretta 9mm M93-Rs. One he leveled at the Elaran and Argonian. The other he pointed at the huge golden dog barrelling in from the other side.Kelsing walked carefully into the light, and into view of the thwo standing overtop of the other Vampire.

"All right, gentlemen. I'm sure whatever problem you had with the lady can be settled without the swords and guns, mais-non? What say we all just relax, and let me walk out of here with the girl. Everyones happy, everyone wins. What do you say."

From the side of his eye, Kelsing could see the Golden Dog never slow down. Kelsing never flinched.

The dog tackled the argonian holding the sword, atempting, it seemed, to wrestle the sword from his claws.

Angel turned her head toward the newcommer her heart leaped for joy. The moevement in her stomach quickened. She got up paying no attention to anyone, but him. "Alexander you came." She placed one hand on his chest over his heart and the other over her stomach. The movement calmed down. How did she know this? Who is this person? OOC: The next line said are only for ALexander to hear.
IC: She moves closer to his ear and whispers just so he can hear her. "The girl begans to fade. But I am not invisible without her. She is a part of me as I am of her. But something grows inside of her. That is a part of you." She pulls back and looks frightened, "You're a vampire! What do you want? What do any of you want with me?" She backs up and stumbles to the ground. A helpless little animal.

The beast recieves Arakesh's elbow in its temple for its trouble. Dogs usually did this to him, due to his unsual looks. Wrestling his sword away, the hunter stands.

"Typical vampire, who hides behind weapons of dishonor. Do not insult my honor by thinking that I would harm an innocent. Such actions violate the Warriors' Code. Lay down your weapons, and I will lay down mine. We will settle this in an honorable manner, by way of fist or phrase, it matters not to me."

Arakesh had no quarrel with the dog, for it was a beast that served men well, if not his race. His quarrel was with the vampire, for it violated the very concept of Argonian honor by preying on innocents in the night. There where exceptions, like the one called Kain Irencius, whom the great hunter Whiptail had befriended. Such honorable vampires where rare, and Kain had the means to sustain himself within his sword, and preyed apon demons instead of humans.

Alexander looked at the cowering girl with a mixture of confusion and empathy. He did not know her, had never seen her before, and yet she seemed to know him.

And what did she mean by "Something grows inside of her. That is a part of you"? Alexander knew that if he wanted the answer to the question, he would need to get here alone. Without the Lizard with the sword.

Alexander looked up at the Argonian. He knew of their fighting prowess, and did not really desire a fight. Still, he kept his 9mms raised.

"Warriors Code? Honor? I know none of the sort, my good man! I was born into this livlihood. Do you think I have a choice being the way I am? Do you think that I like living hiding in the shadows, being forced by need to attack, and to feast?

"Do not speak to me about honour. I do not know of such a word."

Guns still pointed at the Argonian, Alexander crept towards the girl on the ground.

Angel

That was her name

How did he know that?

Arakesh eyes him cooly.

"What buisness do you have with this creature?"

The dogs eyes glow blue, and all present hear a voice in their minds.
*I am sorry for attacking you, but i could not allow you to harm this one anymore. I no not why you held your wepon to it's neck, but it is defeted and you do need to harm it more.*

Angel cocked her head at the dog. Did it just speak? I guess this is just a crazy night. The human part of her did not know of this man, but the other did. She grew very worried. Maybe I should not go with this man? But I cannot let the others know, surely they will kill me. While they talked she walked over to the church and slipped in.

She knelt down and got back up. She made her way into the pew. She said a prayer. She got up and walked over to the convesional booth. She kneeled behind the curtain and said, "Father cleanse me of my sins, it has been a day since my last confession."
A old deep voice spoke. "My child tell me."
"There is an evil inside of me and I can't get it out."
"The devil likes to fing refugee in us, but we must fight him off."
"What if he is a part of me?"
"What do you mean? God is a part of you, child."
"God remains in my soul."
"Good. Good."
"But the devil is my body." Angel begins to sob. Her clutched hands begin to tremble. She can smell his blood and her inner self wants it.
"I do not understand, Angel is that you?"
A muffled cry, Angel whispers, "Yes, Father."
"Child you are always a part of good. You do not realize that yet, but I knew it from when I saw you at your baptism. Do not fret about a silly sin that you normally do. You worry to much."
"No, Father, you do not understand. I am the devil. A fallen angel."
A gasp, "Child, why do you joke?" The old priest pulled open the curtain and looked at Angel kneeing. Her put her face into his hands. "You have so much love there is no way you can be eveil, no way." She looked up with tears rolling down her face and she hissed at him. Her cannine teeth extended and her eyes glowed with an animal sight. His hands slipped off her face and he clutched at his heart.
"I told you, but you did not listen. Now, I realize you cannot help me either." He was crying out in pain and his lips were turning blue. Angel bent down and reached under his white gown and into his pocket and pulled out a bottle. It was drugs for his heart. SHe gave him two white pills and he swallowed. "You should be fine for awhile. Go lie down." She walked out the door into the cold frigid air. Her face froze where the tears had been. Inside the priest got up and sat down. He placed his head in his hands and prayed. "Bless the child, Father. Do not forsake your holy children."
The wind picked up Angel's black hair and her heart began to thaw, but the ice fought to remain. It would be a never ending battle. She had no find out how to win. She was racing against time, the urge to feed and the other warriors.

*Ummm, Mister Lizard, Blue one, Man with the guns, where did the female go?* the voice in their minds said.

Smith held his pistol aloft at the new persons head, then quickly pointed back at the other two and then noticed the dog speak. This was never mentioned would happen when he join the Busby navy. This was all to much information to handle. Nobody seemed to have the girls best interest at heart. He fired a shot in the air, to get their attention.

"Enough. We can argue here till the cows come home, but none of you have put the girls interests at heart." He scanned the faces of the people who stood before him.

"Now, i may not be the best at understanding vampires, but for every disease theres a cure. Its just a matter of finding it. Now we can help her and study this disease and help others."

Smith held his pistol aloft at the new persons head, then quickly pointed back at the other two and then noticed the dog speak. This was never mentioned would happen when he join the Busby navy. This was all to much information to handle. Nobody seemed to have the girls best interest at heart. He fired a shot in the air, to get their attention.

"Enough. We can argue here till the cows come home, but none of you have put the girls interests at heart." He scanned the faces of the people who stood before him.

"Now, i may not be the best at understanding vampires, but for every disease theres a cure. Its just a matter of finding it. Now we can help her and study this disease and help others."

Alexander reacted to the gun pointed at his head by pointing one of his own at the human man. The other he pointed at the dog, who he felt was benevolant, but he had to be sure...

Alexander looked at the Argonian and the Elaran, who he felt was the most threatening, yet spoke to all gathered.

"The dog, whatever it is, is right. She's gone. And I must find her... she is more important to me, my people, than you will ever know."

Alexander turned and looked at the man holding the gun to his head.

"She doesn't need to be cured. She needs to understand who she is, and I'm the only one who can do that. Can you comprehend this, or shall we proceed with the Woo-esque gun slinging?"

Alexander reacted to the gun pointed at his head by pointing one of his own at the human man. The other he pointed at the dog, who he felt was benevolant, but he had to be sure...

Alexander looked at the Argonian and the Elaran, who he felt was the most threatening, yet spoke to all gathered.

"The dog, whatever it is, is right. She's gone. And I must find her... she is more important to me, my people, than you will ever know."

Alexander turned and looked at the man holding the gun to his head.

"She doesn't need to be cured. She needs to understand who she is, and I'm the only one who can do that. Can you comprehend this, or shall we proceed with the Woo-esque gun slinging?"

Alexander reacted to the gun pointed at his head by pointing one of his own at the human man. The other he pointed at the dog, who he felt was benevolant, but he had to be sure...

Alexander looked at the Argonian and the Elaran, who he felt was the most threatening, yet spoke to all gathered.

"The dog, whatever it is, is right. She's gone. And I must find her... she is more important to me, my people, than you will ever know."

Alexander turned and looked at the man holding the gun to his head.

"She doesn't need to be cured. She needs to understand who she is, and I'm the only one who can do that. Can you comprehend this, or shall we proceed with the Woo-esque gun slinging?"

The dogs eyes glow blue, and all present hear a voice in their minds.
*I am sorry for attacking you, but i could not allow you to harm this one anymore. I no not why you held your wepon to it's neck, but it is defeted and you do need to harm it more.*

Arakesh glares at the dog.

"I have struggled for the past hour with this creature, attacking it with whatever means I had. If I had meant to kill this creature, it would have been dead before you had arrived. The men are often fine allies of my people, and warriors do not kill in cold blood. My blade made sure the beast did not return, death is better than imprisonment, whether in a cell or in one's own body."

*Beast?* the dog's voice echos,* what beast? All I saw was a young human women.*

Arakesh shakes his head.

"You see only the superficial. I have seen her true nature."

The young hunter states, rather cryptically.

* So, let me process this. You say, Mister Lizard, that that young women, who is currently absant, is a monster.* The dog seems to consider for a moment. * I suppose in that case, I must apologize for attacking you. It seems I acted without enough information. In order to attone, I offer my services to you in finding her, if that is what you plan do.*

Arakesh nods.

"Your apology is accepted, but not nessecary. Your kind assaults my kind on a regular basis, reguardless of mental ability. At the moment, I wish to deal with the other vampire. He would be a better prize."

Angel watched the men talking. She looked down to her stomach. It had grown larger, to look like a woman who is nine months along. There was a pain deep in her stomach and radiated to her back. It was strong and did not leave when she moved about. It increased and there was no stop between the contractions. She walked over to where the men were at. She was breathing heavy and said, "I think we have a problem here. I am about to give birth. My water just broke and my contractions are very frequent. Any of you a doctor?" She grabbed onto her stomach and screamed with pain. It felt as if something was tearing inside of her. She still couldn't figure out how she got pregnant. She never had sex and she was never raped, close to by the vampire that attacked her. She looked over to Alexander, and said, "It will begin shortly." Not knowing what she said her eyes rolled back and she slumped to the ground.

Alexander saw Angel go down in a heap, and realized that she hadn't run away at all. In fact, she seemed to be more helpless than ever.

She, in fact, appeared to be in labour.

Alexander slowly backed away from the group, pointing his 9mms between the human with the other guns, the Argonian, and the large dog, who had now pledged to help the Lizard. Keping an eye on the menagerie, Alexander slung the comatose body of Angel, over his shoulder. He knew that the move might harm her, but to leave her here, in the company of such dangerous people, was worse.

"So sorry, gentlemen, but alas, my time here is done. It appears that the lady leaves here with me. Do not attempt to follow, I'd hate to do something we will all regret."

Alexander turned and ran down the allyway, Angel's wieght not bothering him due to his other-worldly strength. As he ran, he turned and looked at the ashen face of Angel, which grimaced in pain, but did not utter a sound. he had many questions for her still, the one of most import being, what did she mean by, "It will begin shortly?"

"Who... are you?" asked Alexander. He recieved no reply.

*Should we follow him?*

Arakesh growls.

"A hunter does not regret the death of his prey. Unarmed females do not make for honorable kills. You, however, will bring me honor..."

The young hunter brings his blade up into a guard position.

"The woman stays until she is well. Take another step and my blade will taste your blood."

Arakesh growls in a low voice. To challenge the honor of an Argonian hunter is to incur his wrath.

Arakesh growls.

"A hunter does not regret the death of his prey. Unarmed females do not make for honorable kills. You, however, will bring me honor..."

The young hunter brings his blade up into a guard position.

"The woman stays until she is well. Take another step and my blade will taste your blood."

Arakesh growls in a low voice. To challenge the honor of an Argonian hunter is to incur his wrath.

Angel awakens. "Okay, I think I can decide if I want to leave and no one can tell me otherwise." She rolled her eyes at the men standing there. She got down from Alexander and said, "I think we have other things to worry about I am about to give birth and you are fighting about weither I can stay or leave. " She stopped and screamed. A liquid ran down her legs and onto the ground. It was staining the cement red. She looked down. "I may not know anything about labor, but I don't think it is good to be bleeding. "

Alexander turned and looked at Angel, and then the Argonian. Slowly, Alexander lowered his guns.

"Look, she's right. You don't matter, and I don't matter. She's all that matters. Go ahead and kill me if you wish, but I highly doubt your Argonian hnour would allow you to do that..."

Alexander turned around and rushed to Angel's side. She looked more paler by the moment. Alexander knew he was foolish to leave his back to the Lizard, but he was certain his gamble was right...

i]Arakesh's eyes narrow.[/i]

"You are misinformed, vampire. You still have weapons, and attacking an opponent armed such as you from behind is not dishonorable. I will spare you for now, as I know little of softskin birthing rituals, Argonians are hatched from eggs. Perhaps you can help the female."

Arakesh lowers the sword, but closes to striking distance.

OOC: Arakesh could possibly pucture the womb with his blade, which would force the labor to occor, I think. You're the nurse, though. It's your call.

i]Arakesh's eyes narrow.[/i]

"You are misinformed, vampire. You still have weapons, and attacking an opponent armed such as you from behind is not dishonorable. I will spare you for now, as I know little of softskin birthing rituals, Argonians are hatched from eggs. Perhaps you can help the female."

Arakesh lowers the sword, but closes to striking distance.

OOC: Arakesh could possibly pucture the womb with his blade, which would force the labor to occor, I think. You're the nurse, though. It's your call.

OOC: Student nurse. I still am in training. Okay, the baby is in fetal distress because of the blood, if she cannot push the baby out then I would suggest a c-section. Let her try for at least two minutes if no one can see the head then you can let Arakesh slice her open, make sure it is not to deep and is just about the pubic bone. The cut should be just into the muscle and then cut into the uterus. Pull out the child and cut the umbilical cord. Seeming because she is vampire enough she can withstand the cut and will heal quickly after the cut is done. She will bleed a lot, but she will still live. Got it? Any more questions just ask.

IC: Her pants had split open on her bottom. She started to laugh. "How embarrassing. All this fuss over me. Ha. Who would have imagined? A virgin pregnant with a lizard for the doctor." She became hysterical. Her breathing was slowing down and she fainted once more. The blood was a small poor under her.

OOC: This is your cue WA.

A figure approaches, his black clothing blending with the night. He is dressed like a commando, with black fatigues, matching balaclava, and tactical goggles. The figure is armed simply, with a silenced Berretta M96FS, with a back-up .45 AMT Hardballer under his left shoulder. An empty tactical holster clings to his right hip, where the Berretta would have rested if he did not have it out. He aims it at the vampire, who has his own weapons aimed at an Argonian, a human, and a large dog. He seems oblivious to the fact that there is a woman giving birth nearby.

"Drop the gats, fang-boy. The lizard is coming with us."

Alexander calmly turned around from the prostrate Angel and faced this newcomer. He raised his own Beretta 9mm M93-Rs and aimed both at the black-clothed man, ignoring the others.

"Hey, nice guns..."

"You're here for the Lizard? The Argonian? Why, and what for? Can't you see there is a birthing woman here? I'm sorry, but I'm afraid that I cannot let you leave here with anyone. Not until the birth is complete."

"I already went through this with the Argonian. Let us not deal with the same trivialities..."

Arakesh ambles over to the woman, slightly entering her stomach with the blade, making the incision as directed. The blade was not entirely sanitary, but his knife did not carry the edge that his katana did. As he finished, he wiped his blade and looked at the vampire.

"Do not test him, vampire. I believe that I know him, and he will not ask you a second time. I also need you to remove the softskin hatchling, so that I may cut this fleshy cord that is attached to it. My claws will surely injure the newborn."

The commando nods, the barrel of his weapon rock-steady. His eyes are cold and hard behind the goggles.

"He's right. I don't ask twice. The sooner you help him, the sooner we can leave with him, and I personally would rather not waste a pair of .40's on your worthless skull. The others, however, might not care..."

As he mentions the others, several more commandos appear from alleys and roomtops around the area. Unknown to the vampire, a sniper watches his conversation with the group leader from a good distance away. The scope on the custom-built W2000 remains steady, the laser rangefinder display staying at an even 313 feet. The first trigger on the weapon was already depressed, and a single pound of pressure on the second would unleash a lethal .300 WinMag at the target. The other commandos are armed similarly to the element leader, each with a Berretta handgun. Each seems to carry a different back-up. Weapons ranging from Glocks to Smith and Wessons, even an Army AP is in evidence.

She had been in and out and heard what the men were saying. She couldn't really see, her vision was bleary and all she could make out was gray figures. She felt at her belly and felt the blood, she could smell it and she wanted to vomit. She reached inside the cut and tore apart her muscles. She screamed in pain, it felt as if her whole body was bearing tore apart. She felt the head of the fetus and pulled until she got a grip on the shoulders. She grabbed the child out and saw it was blue. Her child had stopped breathing and did not move. The infant was flacid. Now, she was pist. "Maybe if you would have paid more attention to the infant he wouldn't have died." She started to wail. A son. She could have had a son. She laid hte child on her chest and rubbed his back. "I would have called him Josiah, for my father." She got up and took the child to the top of the church stairs and laid it there. "I am cursed." As she placed the child down the sun shown on him and he disappeared. All that remained was the wind. She felt her belly and the cut was gone and her stomach back to normal. "What the hell just happened? I gave birth to a dead freakin child and I didn't even have sex. What the hell is going on?" She moved down the stairs with speed and grabbed one of the commandos guns out of his hand. She placed it at his head. "Leave me alone. All, but Alexander. You all need nothing from me because I can give you nothing. I need answers from him though. Oh and tell your little sniper to get up and out here before I blow this guy's brains out. Such a shame to do it though when I could drink him dry." She smiled and licked the man's neck. "So, what is it going to be?"

The lead commando shakes his head in amusement.

"Girl, there's a sniper with a big-ass rifle aimed at you boy's head. There's six commandos, counting myself, with their weapons aimed at you. Someone fires a shot, and I'll put a hole the size of Dixie in thier head. Don't f**k with me."

His goggled gaze falls back to the vampire.

"The Argonian comes with us. I'm sure that's one less thing you have to worry about."

The leader whispers something into his mic.

"Game on."

Curiously enough, the tag on his uniform reads 'BRAY'

OOC: I have no idea where I'm going with this, or how a sniper who's three hundred some-odd feet away could be detected by a woman in labor.

Arakesh raises his katana.

"I will die with honor!"

The young hunter charges the lead commando, knocking the vampire Alexander aside.

"Go!"

Alexander, immediately rights himself as the Argonian rushes by him, charging the lead commando.

Alexander doesn't say a word, but steps to Angel's side, rather blocking her from the weapons of the commandos. He glances at the spot where the child dissappeared, and scowled. There was only one way to get answers out of anyone...

Alexander raised both of his 9mms, aimed them at two commandos who flanked the leader, and fired...

OOC Hi do you mind if i join you?

Ic. all of a sudden a dark,slender figure glides out of a nearby alley and swiftly dispatches the commando attacking Arakesh with a clean swipe from the slender, almost delicate sword in her hand

ooc if you don't want this in the plot i'll just glide away never to be seen or heard of again :)

Smith just stood there watching, until he began to feel dizzy. His vision began to to become hazy, he heart beated twice as hard and his head started to thump. He began to breath heavily, every breath he took seemed harder and harder. He put his hand on the two teeth marks in his neck. Knowing that if he stand here it was likely that someone was going to die. He reached for his walky talky, he pressed one single button that released a silent becon to tell his navy friends where he was.

His vision was getting worse and he began to lose strength in his legs. He fell to one knee. With each breath he took he could hear it clearly. It seemed louder than the arguing people around him. He eyes felt heavy and his strength was getting weaker and weaker. Finally his legs gave way and he collapsed on the floor. Revealing his communicator and to two teeth marks.

OOC: I don't think MS would enjoy you killing his main RP character. Select a different target.

IC:
Arakesh swings his blade, which the commando ducks under. The hunter swings around with a backfist strike, using his momentum to add power to the swing.

The lead commando sidesteps his unknown attacker's sword with a single fluid motion as he ducks under the incoming strike from Arakesh. Somewhere to the left, the sniper fired. A .300 WinMag tore towards the newcomer. One of the troopers to the lead's left was his by one of Alexander's 9mm's, but the round did not penetrate the ceramic shockplate that protected his chest. The troops return fire, .40 caliber rounds raking the doorframe, rounds tearing through the air in the pair's direction.

The lead commando ducks under Arakesh's backfist swing, slamming an upper cut into the reptile's kidney, then blocking a return swing from the katana with his Berretta, the blade slicing the silencer off with a slight 'ping'.

Alexander immediately regretted his moment of anger. It seemed his gunfire had set off a chain reaction of return fire. He immediately ducked and jumped towards Angel, knocking her to the ground and covering her with her with his figure.

.40 caliber rounds chewed into his backside, but he only grimaced with the annoying pain. Alexander stood up and fired first with one 9mm at the lead commando. After all, he knew that to stop any sort of attck force, you cut off his head. The second he aimed in the direction where a snipers bullet had come down at the newcomer.She was a woman, and was an unknown factor.

"Who are you woman? Do you know what you are getting yourself mixed into?"

More bullets struck Alexander, but he did not go down. Not yet. He was waiting for a reply...

Arakesh shouts over his shoulder.

"I said run, fiend! Take the female and go! They will not follow while I yet live!"

The leader recoils as the round hits his frontal shockplate, but returns fire, aiming for Alexander's head. The commandos where taking cover, using it offensively. The sniper fired again, the powerful WinMag aimed at Alexander this time...

OOC: Some of these guys are my main RP characters, and should stand out more, namely the commando leader and the sniper, so I apologise for having them evade bullets, or have the rounds land on heavy armor. Most of the other commandos are extras, but very well trained extras, so they'll provide some entertainment before their untimely deaths. :lol:

OOC: MS I have special powers. Duh! :wink: Anyone can join this. Hey, I don't think I want my main character killed either, but if it happens it happens. Sorry, I can't do an IC post. If someone feels they know my character well enough to do it that is fine. I have the stomach flu and I can't be up for long.

the newcomer screamed: it was a bloodcurdling sound of both rage and sorrow. " I am Luthien Irencius and i will not allow you to kill my kinsmen or a noble Argonian. My father walked between the two worlds, as do I." And she bared her teeth and they were those of a vampire. She chose her targets with care, moving with a fluid grace that was frightening in its speed. She tried to disable, never kill. She turned to Alexander and said "Flee, and take the woman. What she is I know not, but she will have a powerful impact on this world, whether for good or evil"

Alexander took another bullet to his shoulder before he finally dropped to one knee. He looked at the woman who identified herself as Luthien Irencius.

Irenicus... it was a name Alexander had heard whispered in private circles through the ages. And now he had finally met one of the famous clan. A pity, because he had no time to make aqauintances.

Alexander staggered to his feet, loosing another couple of rounds at the commandos, more in an attempt to slow them down than stop them. Alexander jumped towards Angel, rolled and swept her up in his arms again. This time, he ran not from the Argonian, but from the commandos who were after him.

Alexander looked back over his shoulder and cried out one last message before he left: "I will not forget your actions here today, Argonian, nor yours, Luthien. Perhaps we will once again meet under better circumstances."

Alexander kept on running down the ally until he met the street. There, he was met with stares from people who passed him by. A woman screamed.

Alexander ignored them. He had to get away, and hide. There was only once place he could go.

The Guild...

OOC: Amanda, get well soon :wink:

Arakesh kicked the lead commando away from him, his side aching from the kidney punch. He moved with graceful speed, slashing the side of a commando open, through the armor.

"Irencius... Whiptail spoke of one named Kain who held that name..."

Arakesh muttered as wiped his blade.

OOC: ATG, I think if you knew who this fella was, you feel a bit differently.
I also don't understand your crack about special powers... :roll:

IC:

The lead merc fires off several rounds at Arakesh's back, but is not surprised when the young warrior rolls out of the way. His troops where beginning to fall back, they where running low on ammo. The ones on the rooftops fired dozens of rounds at the new girl, Irencius, she called herself...

'Whiptail had a friend named Irencius... Kain, I think it was... the only vampire he wouldn't kill.'

He holsters his weapon.

"Hey, Argonian! Who trained you?"

OOC: Seeing as my guy is on the floor and struggling to breath or do anything, he called for help. If the soldiers find any of you around the body of Smith when they arrive, don't expect to escape. They would propably just arrest eveyone start asking questions. They won't fire unless attacked first. Just saying, they ain't gonna be in this yet.

Arakesh slams a foot into his opponent.

"One known as Whiptail. That is all you will know."

The dog walks over to the Bubsy Navy member lying on the ground. * I do not belive it is your time yet* His eyes glow a brilliant blue and a light appears around the man. When the light dissipates, the wounds are gone... and his clothes are like brand new!

OOC: I am back!! Bet y'all missed me. :wink: MS I was merely joking. She is a smart girl and figured there might be one. It was just a lucky guess. Don't get so defensive. She has no extra sense than any other vampire has, at this time.

IC: She came to as she heard the scream. There were voices whispering Irencius. She had never heard that name before, but now it sounded familar. Who is that? She tapped on Alexander's shoulder, "Umm. You can put me down I think I can walk. Thanks though. Oh my! You are shot. Will you be okay?" She continued to walk next to him. People continued to stare at them and she just shot daggers at them to stay back. "So, where are we going? Will we ever see those people again? I have a bone to pick with all of them. I have so many questions, I do not even know where to begin or who to ask. Do you have an elder I could speak with?"

At this time, the lead commando whispers the cease-fire command into his headset. The sniper sprints towards the fight scene, stopping just short of the church.

"Got 'em, D?"

He asks the leader, who nods in confirmation. One of the commandos aims a pistol-whip at Arakesh, attempting to subdue him. Several weapons are now trained on the gathered members. Some of the commandos have gone for their back-up weapons, more powerful than their .40 M96's.

You are shot. Will you be okay? Will we ever see those people again? I have a bone to pick with all of them. I have so many questions, I do not even know where to begin or who to ask. Do you have an elder I could speak with?"

Alexander looked at Angel with a wry smile. Not two minutes ago she was unconcious in his arms. Now she was up and about and full of vigour, a certain, "je ne sais quoi." He thought to himself that her vampire side took good care of her human half.

She was also full of questions.

"I'll be fine. Already my metabolism is healing my wounds. I will be in a bit of pain for awhile, but it is not anything I haven't been through before."

Alexander stopped suddenly and looked at Angel. He knew so little about her, and yet wanted to share with her so much. Should he tell her about his growing up alone, moving from city to city, country to country, to avoid the hunters? About the times when he was ultimately forced to kill to survive? About the never-ending horror, the lust for blood...

No. There would be another time for that. He hoped anyways...Alexander reached out his hand and hailed a taxi. His dress-shirt was full of hole and bloodied, but he hoped the driver would not notice, or cared.

A taxi stopped, and Alex ushered Angel into the back, stepping in after her. "Airport, please." Alexander said to the driver. As the cab sped away from the curb, he continued to try and answer Angel's questions.

"As for our friends back there, I'm afraid that if they are who I believe they are, then yes, we will see them again. They are hunters, either freelance or part of an organized clan. The Argonian I may have misjudged, but I believe there are two seperate forces at work here. Whether or not they are working together, I do not know."

OOC: Busby, MS, I'm RPing that you two are some freelance hunters. Do what you wish with this :D

[i]Alexander tentatively grabbed one of Angel's hands with one of his battle-scarred ones.

"Do not worry. You will be safe with me. Any other questions you have, about who you are and what you will become can be answered by Master Driretlan, who oversees the Hyraphore, the guild I work for."

"However, that means I will have to take you back Valient. Whether or not I am still welcome at the Hyraphore, we will find out soon enough."

As the taxi speeds up, Alexander hesitates, and then is silent. He does not tell her that Driretlan killed his own father when Alexander was only a child.

Angel nodded at Alexander. "I do hope we can see if I have so many questions. Plus, I need to figure out how to controll her before she tries to controll me. Ya see I am the human right now. But she tries with all her might to get me out. This is all confusing. I feel everything she does to me and it scares me so much. Then there is you. I do not know how you tie into my life, but we will see I guess. So, tell me of you land?"

OOC: Bump for Valient

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OOC: I will definately open this thread up again.

I just need to compose something thats a little less rushed. will open be back for this

OOC: You'd be correct. The team you just encountered was an RDMA Spec-Ops team, hunting vampires for their fangs. There's a special market known as the 'Grey Market', specializing in otherwordly items such as vampire fangs, Argonian claws & teeth, Harpie heads, Golem fragments, that sort of thing.

Dekker Bray, my currently leading RP character is a good friend of Whiptail, WA's currently leading RP character, and will not hunt Argonians.
This could lead to a future RP, WA...

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=2775127#2775127


Here is the continuation, aptly titled: Adrenaline Pt. II: The Culling.


From what I read MS, you could introduce your mercenarys. Same with you WA. However, that will come later.