Post by EdenAdmin on Aug 20, 2008 23:09:21 GMT -5
The Immortals
Vampire Regents
Lightning flashed before a pair of copper eyes watching the landscape from behind the windows glass. “Times are changing.” The blonde haired creature drawled, earning a chuckle from behind.
”You’ve been saying that for the past decade.” The other spoke, now standing beside the older creature. This time it was older creatures turn to laugh, it echoed throughout the whole study.
”Believe what you will, but something’s not right.” He spoke lowly. Rafail smirked, his hands tightening around the handle of the long katana. Even if he had to breath his breaths would have been regular instead of irregular like they should be with this sort of task.
”I think this time your on to something” Came the low growl of Rafail. It was over in mere minutes, Rafail easily beheaded the older Vampire making himself the new leader of the Nest, the way he wanted it.
Vampire blood covered his white shirt and jeans as he trudged his way back to the group waiting in the ball room. Tossing the katana off to the side he leaned forward on the banister his bronze eyes glaring down on the group. ”He’s no more.” Rafail said pushing his dark mop off his face.
”We may go our separate ways. But,” He started his voice becoming harsh and cold, ”If any of you attempt a stunt like that, I’ll have your heads” and with that he turned, walking back out the door he entered. Half the Nest following him while the others remained.
*NOTE: The nest was split into the Tartarus and Cerberus Nests
Strigoi
I can’t believe your not worried about co existence! hissed a newbie, causing Kisslinger to smirk but cast her eyes on Banica. Silence lingered over the two for minutes.
Because, we my dear have nothing to worry about Kisslinger said running her fingers through her hair, placing her feet upon her desk resting without a care.
I can’t believe you don’t care about our well being! Banica hissed, her fist landing hard on the wall in front of her. The other girls features instantly harding, only increasing the beauty on her pale skin. Her eyes narrowed on the younger creature.
Out! Get out! You think you can do a better job? Then leave and take the rest of the unsure with you. Kisslinger growled, with one swift movement she was standing infront of Banica glaring down at her
I don’t want you gone by morning She said quietly while the younger of the two fled the room, allowing the remaining girl to calm and stare out the window.
Doubt me, ha! I know what I’m doing She said quietly to herself as a slender finger traced designs on the fogging window.
*NOTE: The nest of the Furies was split leaving the Furies and Sirens
Vrykolakas
Hearing the door to his study slam, Xanthis turned ready to growl at the intruder, but instead smiled. What do I owe this visit to? He asked clasping his hands behind his back.
Well, I’ve a concern. We’re the smallest of the other Nests. Lekkas started his eyes studying the deep mauve carpeting,
We need to find more He added a little wiry of the creature before him.
I’ve given that some thought Lekkas, I think your right. Xanthis said walking over towards the wooden cabinet, pulling out a class vase like container which held glistining red liquid pouring himself and the other a glass.
But I’m afraid that to do so, we must split and scour the lands for more. He said, a small hint of disappointment in his words, the two had been partners since the turn of the century.
We will come together once again Lekkas assured finishing off his drink as if it were to be some sort of Wine.
I’ll leave in the morning. He placed his empty glass on the near by desk, looked back once and head for the door he entered moments before, gone as quickly as he had come.
*NOTE: The two nest are now Morpheus and Ares
Mortals
Slayers
Aitken! A shirll female voice hollered echoing throughout the large hideout. She was panting, the extra weight of the other upon her shoulder finally putting a strain on the young woman.
What is it now Wolff! A male voice answered, there was annoyance in his voice.
Don’t! Give me that tone She hissed as he came around the corner, stopping not longer after he appeared.
Shit he muttered coming to her aid, helping with the barely breathing body.
We were attacked. I told you he wasn’t ready. But you insisted. Now what do I tell his sister? She hissed yet again, her tone rising.
I-I he was ready Aitken growled in response as they placed the body on the floor. She starred down at the limp form, eyes flashing towards the older man frequently.
You need to be more cautious! he finally spoke, chastising her. Me? Me? She said, standing and advancing on him,
I’ve had it! You don’t care about our well being. I’m spliting and when you have no one left, don’t come crying to me! She hissed through gritted teeth turning on her heel. She stormed off out the door not giving him a chance to retort. She was determined to fight off the Vampires with experience instead of sheer luck.
*NOTE: The two Slayer covens are Achilles and Cronos
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