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Post by Vincent Valentine on Sept 13, 2007 19:05:26 GMT -5
( don't hush me! and i'm no dog! lol) Vincent glared angrily and hateful at Trista. "Don't hush me, you tainted creature!" Vincent said to Trista, you could hear the anger, rage and hate in his voice. "I am no dog! I am a mighty Wolf!" Vincent then added.
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Post by Sara on Sept 15, 2007 0:28:35 GMT -5
Sara had found away to keep herself entertained. She found a file consisting of missing peoples and she found it quite amusing to look at their files and then search for them in their mind. Identity could be changed, appearances deviated and mistaken, but a soul. That was hard to replace, hard to destroy. When she had finished going through a number of them, she returned to Victor and Trista. She waited, while their plan came into action. The President, ah… yes… the one they had taken and moved into the world of vampires. She smirked. It would be quite a pleasant surprise to see the looks on the mortals faces when they found out the truth.
She knew Alena when she saw her. The Mother of all Lycans. So they were exchanging the corrupt President for these two Lycans? Impressive. Sara seeped out from behind Victor and cam to his side. She watched the Lycans with interest. She watched the man, there was no fear in his face, and his eyes kept lingering back to his gun. There was no trust here, she could sense it between all factors that were present.
Her eyes darted back around the mortals and the lycans. There was anger in the dogs, not only their eyes said that, but their movement that were hidden by chains symbolised it. “Oh, but they are mighty dogs,” she agreed with the wolf, and for a moment it seemed like she was on their side until she added, “But, a wolf can only run so far on a chain.”
Her position now was to witness the exchange, and to make sure everything went as planned. Now that her position had been established, she stood tall, her muscles relaxed and ready to move, if anything was likely to change. White flags did not always represent truth and peace, but a good lure.
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Post by Alena Wulf on Sept 15, 2007 21:38:21 GMT -5
Alena smiled at Sara’s quip; she certainly was a funny Vampyre. The chains were not what was keeping the Lycan Mother at bay, if anything it were the hundreds of guns pointed at her loaded with a form of silver ammo. But if the Vampyres wanted to believe in the power of chains, who was Alena to make them think any different? As the man who was apparently the United States’ president was brought forth, Alena gazed apathetically at him. She could warn the Humans about the condition of this man, but it had to be obvious that the Vampyres would pull something like that. It was just too predictable, and Alena figured the Humans had already anticipated this outcome. Here it was. Alena remained silent beside the furious Vincent, but was not subservient. She carried herself as she always did, shoulders tall, proud and dominant; she was here by her own choice. Looking at Sara, Alena smiled softly, maliciously. With enough time, Alena’s ideal revenge included having Victor watch as she took the life from Sara, his beloved. But the Lycan Mother could be flexible, and would work with whatever was given to her. She waited patiently as the Vampyres got themselves together and ready for the swap; the Humans almost did not exist in her mind any longer as she focused on Victor and Sara.
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Post by Cameron Michaels on Sept 15, 2007 21:48:47 GMT -5
Cameron held Alena and Vincent on the humans' side and then Cameron yelled out to Victor, " The president if you please!" He exclaimed and then moved Alena and Vincent towards the vampires, eight men keeping close to Alena and Vincent, not letting them out of their site. Cameron hoped everything would go well but there was always a possibility for error. The the anticipation was great and there was this nervousness from the men, all but Cameron. He had never been in this sort of situation before, but he had been in many dangerous ones and he was hardened to war and danger. This would face him little more than the rest of the battles and wars he had fought. So, he waited as the werewolf hostages cross the field and stopped at the center, waiting.
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Post by Sara on Sept 16, 2007 5:48:18 GMT -5
Sara watched the Lycan Mother, as her doggish eyes looked straight back at Sara. Sara could sense revenge in the midst, and it was full of suffrage and hurt. It was a dark path. A d**n cold one, it would be hard to figure out what this wolf had in her mind. Sara had no idea of what Alena’s mind concealed, only that there was revenge that would attempt, to twist the fate of all vampires.
Sara was no-one’s fool. She watched as the Lycan’s were moved to the centre of the field, awaiting the exchange of the president. To walk within the lines of mortality once again, would make Sara’s life so boring. She had always wanted to know she had reached the extreme, offered to the world. She felt like running into the middle of the field and offering herself to the guns, just to feel the rush of adrenalin. But, she knew what was in those guns and if it kept the lycans at bay, it was perhaps best she did not run off in the direction for a simple adrenalin rush.
She watched as one of the vampire escorts took the President to the middle of the field, awaiting the next cue to move on. Perhaps humans were not as smart as the other races lingering on earth. She felt the nerves, just to see what would happen, bubble up inside. It wouldn’t do the humans any good, having their president back. It was really a waste of time.
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Sept 16, 2007 8:48:06 GMT -5
As Vincent moved towards the centre of the field infront of The White House, he watched Victor and Sara in their eyes, he could see that they concealed something, but not what it was. "They are hiding something." Vincent whispered to Alena as they walked towards the centre of the field.
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Post by Victor Van Alberict on Sept 16, 2007 8:56:57 GMT -5
Victor stood steady and serious as he watched the enemy across the ground they were standing on, his hands were folded together along with his long coat that reached all the way down. This was an crossroad for the path of faith, if something would go wrong here then many things could but still Victor had a plan in backup. He realized his hands that were folded together and lot them down at his sides, then watched the lycans being brought forth and smiled evilly cause of his plan that was forming inside his head.
When the military man shouted out to him about giving the president he glared straight at him with red blood eyes and answered in return, loud and clear as some vampires brought the president a bit closer but not to far away while the humans already stood ready on the middle." Well I have been thinking, military man...and now as I look at these...lycans."He turned looking at them for a moment and then back at the human which he continued speaking."I am deciding that I do not want them after all, they are no need to me..but I will give you the president if.....you kill them of right now where they stand as we all will be watching it happen."He said with a smirk and wondered what the humans would answer, if something would go wrong now then he had a backup just in case. After this was being said he then moved forth to the president and dragged him back a little to where Trista and Sara were standing, holding the president close until the humans had done their part.
Victor smiled with an great evil mind and was happy about himself who manage to think of all these, he turned looking at Sara that stood beside him and tried to look into her mind about what she was thinking but could not enter by her mind block. His plan were evil and it would work he though, after a short moment looking he then turned back to the humans..still holding the president.
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Sept 16, 2007 10:22:23 GMT -5
"WHAT THE HELL!?" Vincent screamed out loud, weakening those who weren't strong enough in mind and heart. "I understand what you wanted, Victor!" Vincent said to Victor. "He has tricked you human." Vincent then added in anger, almost tearing his chains of put then he looked at Alena, and restrained him self.
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Post by Cameron Michaels on Sept 16, 2007 11:02:55 GMT -5
d**n. This was not what Cameron expected. For one of the few times in his life Cameron was actually caught off guard by his suggestion. The thing was, was that Cameron didn't want the lycans dead or he would have had them killed on the plane or in the facility. They could have died in any number of places. Cameron wasn't sure quite what to do here. He looked into Victor's eyes and thought for a moment. He was too smug about all of this. There was no way that he didn't want the werewolf mother and the second greatest warrior. That wasn't going to fly. Cameron couldn't imagine the trouble that they had already caused the vampires. Vampires were a vengeful race and they would love nothing more than to torture the werewolves or run tests to find a massive "cure" or something. The point was, Victor was thinking of something else.
Cameron, still thinking, took out the clip to his gun and checked the bullets, silver, and a couple of wooden ones. Well, he certainly didn't want to miss with any. The wooden bullets were the first three in the chamber as Cameron cocked the gun and aimed it at Alena. He raised his hand, signalizing that he was the one to kill the werewolves, not them. The marines didn't fire, they aimed but would not shoot unless the vampires attacked. Cameron aimed through his scope at Alena and then he moved it, looking at Victor, his hand almost pulling the trigger right then. Cameron placed his gun on signal shot and moved the crossbars back and looked at Alena. The gun fired. The president, turned into ash on the ground. Cameron was right. Immediately he fired a shot at Trista and Victor. He hoped the werewolves would take this as a chance to attack. Their chains would not hold them and Cameron had planned it that way.
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Sept 16, 2007 11:29:52 GMT -5
Vincent noticed the opening, which made him break the chains and run towards the three leaders of the vampires. "You shall fall!!" Vincent screamed before transforming into a great Grey Wolf.
As he jumped towards Trista a vampire appeared infront of her so he had to slay that vampire first, he slew that vampire after a couple of seconds, although recieving a wound also, then he prepared to attack Trista again.
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Post by Brandon Smith on Sept 16, 2007 20:02:39 GMT -5
The snipers instantly heard that the drop had gone wrong. In an instant the snipers began to open fire upon the vampires, giving their men the chance to get out of there. Shots continued to ring out as the helicopters began to rise and opened fire with the 50cal's. It was a bullet frenzy as the vampires took fire like there was no tomorrow. Silver bullets striking the hearts of many vampires as the werewolves took on the master vamps.
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Post by Alena Wulf on Sept 17, 2007 3:33:34 GMT -5
Alena remained silent as Victor changed his offer, her face unchanging and hard, keeping her emotions hidden. Whereas Vampyres could get away with having Human donors (people who would offer their blood to Vampyres without being killed or turned into a Vampyre themselves), and had on occasion in the past been known to have friendly relations with certain Human villages, Werewolves did not have such luck. Because a Lycan’s lust was for flesh more than it was blood, victims of a Lycan attack often did not survive. And there certainly had never been heard of a willing Human donor giving of their fingers and limbs to be on good relations with a Werewolf. Lycans, being more beast-like especially in their wolf-form, had reputations particularly for being feral, cruel, and heartless. Despite the fact that these Vampyres had just taken over the United States’ capital, it seemed to Alena that the Humans had more of a reason to get rid of her and Vincent. And the Mother of Lycanthropy was not so confident that the Humans wouldn’t accept Victor’s offer. Besides that, her thoughts were somewhat similar to Vincent’s, who had no problem voicing them; but her countenance showed none of this. She did, though, allow herself to glance briefly back at the commanding officer, Cameron, as he stood in silence contemplating. No, the Humans had asked her help. His stoic pause was all she needed, and Alena turned her back to Cameron, facing once again the Vampyres. This would have to be quick. As Cameron’s shot rang out, and the president turned to ash, Alena broke out of her chains and into her Lycan form. The sudden death of the president, Alena hoped, would distract the Vampyres for even just a second, which would give her enough ground. Her speed was great, and her wolf-form dark and terrifying, and she only had eyes for Victor. She charged him and pounced to knock him down, biting and clawing where she could.
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Post by Sara on Sept 17, 2007 6:51:14 GMT -5
Sara heard the first bullet leave the gun, and from that second she ducked out of range of the bullets. This was not what she had expected, not at all. It was perfect timing though, she had wanted an adrenalin rush. She dashed into a forest, but meters away from the group of mortals. She climbed a tree. She had loved trees as a kid, and was quite fleet in them. She had to figure out something to do. She could not let the mortals attack Victor and Trista, as well as the lycans. She had to distract the mortal gun-fire.
She jumped out of the bush, into the mortals, “Hi ya pals!” she smirked, and before one had time to react and place a gun at her head, she knocked him down, with a swift kick, taking his gun for her own. She had learnt how to use many types of artillery, guns were one of her favourite.
She set it up, “Who wants to be first?”
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Post by Cameron Michaels on Sept 17, 2007 7:49:39 GMT -5
Well everything by now was a mess of death and destruction and people shooting each other. Just like all times aye? Cameron was firing his weapon, by now he had changed it to three round bursts and he fired at Victor, but pulling off when he saw Alena jump towards her. His bullets would kill her in an instant and Victor too. Cameron back towards the Blackhawk helicopter behind him and two men grabbed him and pulled him onto it as it rose into the air. Cameron looked around at everything from his elevated position. He could see the ring of soldiers on the perimeter firing at some of the weaker vampires, but the masters, they were occupied by the werewolves. Cameron saw one in amongst several of his men and he aimed, firing three rounds towards Sara. Then the 50cal in the helicopter turned and Cameron ordered the men to back down as the massive machine gun opened fire at Sara. Unfortunately there were no wooden bullets in that gun, just silver and lead. Cameron had already ordered and evac, but how it was going was debatable. They have six minutes before the planes got there.
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Post by Brandon Smith on Sept 17, 2007 7:54:45 GMT -5
Four Black Hawk Helicopters that had dropped the soldiers into the position that they were now in returned and landed at a hundred yards from the fighting. The soldiers instantly began to move back towards the Helicopters. They continued firing as they moved and soon were on the choppers as three lifted off as the fourth one waited for its last few soldiers to get onboard. Three minutes before the planes arrived......
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