City of Vampires

[MoonDancer]

((anyones welcome! Just trying to stirr things up.. feel free to have the now dead NPC be someone your chars seen or knows . Poor Raelin looks kinda suspecious I bet...))

The darkness was piercing, casting thick shadows in eerie silence across the landscape. A pale, silver moon peeked from the few trees that dotted around the bridge and vampire river. The river itself seemed lit with silver and crimson. A silver and cream colored flash ran along the bridge and then disappeared over the side as the bank approached. Her lungs expanding and relaxing with each large breath. Mouth parted slightly as she ran, wide eyes glowing in the night. Her wolf instincts were in full bore, begging her to feed and hunt. But something else called to her as well, the scent of beyond, the eerie whispers that sometimes clouded her mind.

The silence was then broken by a scream the rippled through the night, followed by the scent of blood. Down on the river’s bank and partially under the protection of the bridge shadows were cast, and the scent drifted from there. A pair of glowing pale amber eyes peered out from under the bridge, looming over something laid out across the ground. Raelin peered down in surprise at the object at her large wolf feet, it was a body. She lowered her head and sniffed, it was human. Already the crimson staining the ground had dotted her feet and legs, her muzzle getting flaked as she sniffed at the body. Whoever this person had been was gone.

Nervously the wolf looked up, worried of who else might be attracted by the scream and scent lingering in the air…

[Kialish]

Beckett walked along the bank of the river that seperated Vampyre city from the rest of the world, wondering what to do. These late nights really wouldn't help him with finding a job, but he felt relaxed as he walked by the eerie shore. But then, a scream and the sound of paws padding across the bridge caught his attention. He quickely scrambled up to the bridge mouth and ran across it, as there were no cars this late.

He saw something that surprised him completely and stopped dead in his tracks. It was a huge wolf, standing over a dead body. Had the wolf killed the person? Was it rabid or something? Theses questions ran through Becks mind as he began to slowly back away, reaching for his cell phone to call the cops. If some giant beast was killing things, the cops should know.

[MoonDancer]

Raelin’s ears twitched when she heard someone approaching, she lifted her thick muzzle and growled before whirling to face whoever had approached. Her light amber eyes went wide and mouth opened in a soft gasp. Her mind raced, this was not good. Her eyes drifted between the body at her feet and the guy in front of her.

“Beckett…” her wolf mind thought, “a human…”

She lowered her head slightly and took a step back, her piercing eyes seeming to bore into Beckett. She wanted to run away, before she did something she would regret. The scent of blood was exciting her senses and she shuddered. Then she saw him take a step back at well, his hand drifting to his cell phone. If he called someone she would be hunted! He could give them what she looked like, she couldn’t let that happen but she didn’t want to hurt this human.

Muscles tensing under her coat she suddenly lunged forward to Beckett with her wolf speed. Leaping she tried to knock against his side and knock the cellphone out of his hand before he could call anyone. Then she whirled again, muscles and coat rippling with silver and gold color.

“P..please… don’t..” she growled so softly under her throat one might wonder if they had actually heard her speak or was it a trick of the wind?

[Kialish]

Beckett pulled out the phone as the wolf franticly looked from him to the body. The wolf lowered it's head and took a step back, staring a glare at Beckett that made the hair on the back of his neck raise. Suddenly the wolf tensed and sprung at Beckett, knocking the phone off the bridge into the black waters of the river below. Great, no help. The wolf stopped behind him, blocking off entrance to Vampyre city and to Becks amazment, it spoke.

“P..please… don’t..” It, or she, pleaded, silver gold cost rippling. Beckett stood frozen, forgetting to breathe. Was the wolf talking to him? This was one messed up city with talking wolves and a strange name. What next?((lool, vampires >XD))

"D...don't...what?" He studdered, catching his breathe, eyes still frantic and full of worry. Would the wolf kill him?

[MoonDancer]

Raelin lowered her head again, amber eyes aglow in the dim light though even against their piercing gaze she pleaded with them. She knew she got cut off his escape route, the wolf in her still demanding, wanting to be fed. The scent of blood still hung heavily in the air. It made her rational side feel sick, knocking sense back into her. No, she didn’t want to hurt this human. She didn’t want to hunt him, even for the chase.

Her pleading and slightly fearful gaze drifted over Beckett’s form before she looked up into his face. He had the same look, the look many people showed her when she was like this. It made her angry, and yet so afraid.

With a shuddering breath or sigh she opened her maw slightly, teeth glinting as the words whispered forth, quiet, soft and… gentle, “t..tell anyone…” her voice drifted off before continuing, “it wasn’t me…” her eyes drifted back to the bloodied body before staring at Beckett again.

She stood their waiting for his response, still tense as she stared.

[Kialish]

((I wouldn't mind if Beck got bit. I was thinking of making him either a werewolf or Vampire eventually))

“t..tell anyone…” She replied softly, lowering her head again, fightning something.“It wasn’t me…”

Beckett just nodded, lost for words. Who would beleive him any way. He could just see himself walking into the police department, and trying to explain a giant talking wolf lived in the city boundaries. There really was no way to get by her, her giant silvery body was still tense, he could see, and he knew if he tried to run she would spring.

[MoonDancer]

((hehe well its not in Raelin's nature to hurt anyone unessassarily.. though if you really wanted we could always arrange something ))

She let out a long sigh, hoping that Beckett wouldn’t tell. It could be bad for her if rumors started to spread, worse than being in this predicament with a human in front of her. Knowing her wolf form… knowing she could speak. Though, even with their first rude introduction she had decided he wasn’t too bad. Maybe decided she liked him enough to maybe call him friend. He probably didn’t know that it was her, Raelin though.

She gulped again, and shuddered almost as if she was in pain. Her wolf instincts conflicting with her own nature. She hated being this way, but she was what she was now. The joys of being able to transform and run free would always be tinged with the stain of crimson. She took a step back, eyeing Beckett carefully, “whatever did... that... might still... be close…” she whispered softly, “you should go.. p..please..”

The broiling lycan blood just under her skin protested at her trying to let him go, but it really wasn’t her nature to harm another needlessly. Especially maybe a friend, “please…” she pleaded, backing up again to the side and shuddered painfully.

[Kialish]

((BECKETT THE WEREWOOOLF! XD lulz))

Watching Beckett, the wolf took a step back and whispered , “whatever did... that... might still... be close…” He was confused for a minute, but then, he remembered the body. He nodded and she added, “you should go.. p..please..”

He nodded again, not understanding what was wrong with her, but he didn't feel like he should stick around to find out. He took the wolf's advice and heard her plead, “please…” . Biting his lip ring her quickly ran into a sprint, past the wolf, hoping nothing would happen.

[MoonDancer]

((hehehehe)))

Light amber eyes followed Beckett as he hesitated and then sprinted forward, her lips twitched slightly as he ran past. Close enough for her to lunge out and sink her fangs into his leg. She could feel the warmth coming off from him as her nose twitched and she followed his movement with a soft growl. She didn’t really growl at beckett, just herself to remain in control. Forcing her instincts down into the dark corner of her mind she shook herself and then turned to watch Beckett retreating.

Should she follow him to make sure he got home safely? That whatever had killed that man might go after Beckett as well. She didn’t want that, not to a potential friend. Ruffling her fur she suddenly broke into a sprint to follow Beckett as he raced across the bridge. Though she kept her distance from him in hopes of not to frighten him further or crowd him. Once they reached close enough to the edge she jumped off the side again and followed from a different route.

[Kialish]

Beckett ran past the bridge and into Vampyre city boundries, though not near any houses or commonly used streets. He ran by dead trees and snow covered rocks, fast, hoping the wolf didn't come after him. It didn't seem to want to hurt him, but she also looked like she was holding something in, and it scared him. After a while of running, his chest hurt and his breath was coming out in large huffs as he slowed to a jog, plenty away from the wolf and the bridge, but still not close enough to the inner city to be safe.

He stopped, the cold air freezing his throst and nose, making each breath painful, then, he heard a sound. A twig snapping and the almost silent shifting of weight around the trees. He turned around, his breath returning and looked around in the dark wood, seeing nought more then stars and trees. Maybe he was hearing things? No, he heard another noise, behind him this time and he quickly whipped around to see who was there.

((*tosses NPC* Here you go Leo XD))

[MoonDancer]

In the dim of the dead trees there was the shifting of fabric as something moved forth from the gloom, soon to be revealed to be a tall, pale man. He looked almost ethereal in the odd light and dark clothing that looked more fit for a tragic play. Though his pale skin was splattered with a crimson stain. His thin lips upturned in a smile as he lowered his head slightly, reddened eyes the color of blood glinting predatorily, “my my.. there seems to be a lost child in these dead woods…”

The vampire could feel the continuing bloodlust that drowned out all other emotions. He was still so very hungry and that human before had not tasted all that great. With a growling chuckle he suddenly moved forward and in the course of a breath he was inchs away from Beckett, one hand gripping his clothing.

Raelin was keeping her distance from Beckett, not wanting to frighten him more than he already probably felt. It still stung, that frightened look Beckett had given her. But how much more horrible could it have been if he had realized it was her? She continued at a steady pace, until she reached the forest of dead trees where she began to careful step amongst them. That was until she felt something was wrong. She had lost sight of Beckett but not his scent, but now there was the hint of another but frightening scent…

[Kialish]

“my my.. there seems to be a lost child in these dead woods…” Said the eerily pale man who stood before Beckett. His eyes glittered crimson with a blood thirst, and Beckett could tell this was not a normal man. Beckett went to run, but the pale inhuman man grabbed him by his shirt yanking him close. Beckett struggled, but his grip was of iron and didn't feel like it was weakening in any way.

"Let me go, freak." Beckett yelled as he grabbed the other mans hands at a failed attempts to get them to release him. Beck would rather be with the human friendly wolf rather than this...thing.

[MoonDancer]

The vampire grinned at the human’s pathetic attempts to escape, his grip on Beckett only tightening. Red eyes narrowed and he hissed slightly at the insult.

“Freak eh?” he chuckled softly and growled, “food shouldn’t say such things…” he murmured before slamming Beckett hard against a tree and holding him there. He growled and dug clawed fingers into Beckett's flesh, causing blood to flow freely. The blood was exciting his senses further, he needed that blood. He wanted it now! With nails dug into flesh he forced Beckett's head to turn so his neck was exposed. With a hiss the vampire bared his fangs.

A growl echoed across the forest, soft at first but it soon grew quickly in volume before gold and silver blur broke from the trees around them. She leapt forward, snarling at the vampire before lunging at his with teeth snapping. A vampire was trying to prey on Beckett, she couldn’t allow this to happen.

Whirling around the vampire dropped Beckett rather forcefully in order to avoid the teeth of the wolf, skidding to the side he glowered at the snarling beast.

[Kialish]

The man just laughed at Becketts failed attempts to get free, and tightened his grip on Becks throat.

“Freak eh?” He growled, adding, “food shouldn’t say such things…” He slammed Beckett against a tree, causing him to gasp in pain for a second. Who or what was this person? The person growled and he dug his nails into Becketts face, digging four-marks on his face causing blood to flow freely all aver his face. Only when the man bared 2 sharp looking fangs, did Beckett understand what he was. A vampire. But then, a growl from the forest and the werewolf from earlier leapt out off the forest, lunging at the vampire, teeth snapping.

Whirling around, the vampire dropped Beckett forcefully, adding to his pains. The vampire dodged the fangs or the wolf, skidding to the side growling rather unhappily. Beckett scrambled to his feet, falling again, and decided to just scoot a little ways into the brush, hoping to avoid what ever clash was going to happen.

[MoonDancer]

Raelin growled again, teeth glinting dangerously; trying to get the vampire to back off and leave. Though it seemed he was not going to have any of that, his blood lust eyes narrowed in hate and fury. This beast dare try to deprive him of his food?! He was going to kill it! And then drain that boy there.

With an inhuman snarl the vampire leapt forward towards Raelin, all his rage bursting forth. Ralein snarled and lunged forward too to clash with the vampire. Teeth snapped, claws waved frantically as she trying to cut into the vampire. Clawed fingernails racked across fur before she was slung to the side. Whirling Raelin landed heavily on her feet and skidded to one side before snarled again and lunging at the vampire. Teeth again snapped, but the vampire kept her muzzle at bay. Howling the wolf instead dug claws into flesh, causing the vampire to hiss in rage.

They broke apart for a moment, Raelin panting and the vampire glaring at her. The wounds they inflicted upon each other seeming to heal visible. They clashed again and Raelin, unused to fighting such as this made a mistake. She exposed too much of her neck when she tried to wrap her maw around the vampire’s arm or face. Snaking his hands up fast he snake clawed nails around her neck and began to squeeze. Raelin coughed and gasped, wheezing and struggling as she tried to free herself from his iron grip. The world was beginning to spin and darkness creeping in at the edge of her vision. She felt her muscles giving in and weakened as she struggled for air. With one more effort she muscled all her stretch to push herself forward, teeth snapping dangerously close to the vampires face. Hissing in disgust the vampire squeezed harder and then flung the golden and silver colored beast to the bushes.

She landed heavily, twigs and brush snapping at her impact, she only barely missed landing on Beckett. With a whimper she lay there, head spinning and throat wheezing as she struggled to breath. The vampire looked pleased with himself as he moved forward, either intending to finish off the wolf or whether he had spotted Beckett.