One True Weakness

[BeautifullyxMad]

Rhiannon looked at them and she looked around a bit. "We need to get to Chris." she said, but she could see that those closing in around them were coming up as less and less of a threat until they were completely gone and she looked around. This wouldn't be good, especially if Chris was no where in sight, but she could tell that the vampire guards with her took off towards a sound, and she looked to the others. She felt something release pressure on her arm and she followed after them when she finally saw they were looking at Chris and a man before him with his arms crossed.

She moved forward from the guards and stood beside Chris, and she looked at the human who laughed a bit. "Alright, as you wish." he said, but Rhiannon could sense something odd about him and when he held his palm up, she noticed it and her eyes widened. "Ah, a witch... I see that the hunters still haven't gotten you either."

She couldn't see what the insignia exactly was, but he laughed again, noticing her lack of a response he continued. "But, I'm sure that you won't want to miss this. Having this power is quite nice."

He took up his other hand and he moved as if he was shoving something and a huge gush of wind came their way and Rhiannon opened her hands, and brought them up, the wind blew towards the vampires, but the barrier of earth she had brought up managed to slice through it and she saw the burning on them. "Holy water wind?" she asked, seeing the sears on the guard's skin, and she whispered an incantation to get the chunk of earth to move.

"You catch on quick, witch, but step aside. Let me take care of this abomination." the man told her, and she shook her head. "Then you'll die with him."

She shook her head and her eyes turned a deep shade of plum and when they reached a black color she closed them. The darkness was coming over her, but she kept it back for the most part, she just prepared for what he would do.

[Emporerz]

[Tell me if you'd prefer I didn't do something like this.]

"Sorry." Christoph's voice emanated from just behind the hunter's shoulder, the human's arm having been twisted behind his back and rotated five times around - grinding his bones to dust in a matter of a second, "But I won't go easy."
His knee stabbed into the back of the hunter's thigh, shunting him down until he was on his knees - before slamming the heel of his boot against the male's back, catapulting him forwards and through the glass of a store's front display.
Growling loudly, Christoph bared his sharp teeth - slowly walking towards the store where their pursuer had just been thrown into.
"As I thought..." uttered one of the elders that had gathered to watch the conflict. Chanelle jumped a little at the sudden comment, having not expected anybody to be behind her at all.
"W-Weren't you supposed to have been long gone by now, Elder?" she asked quickly, feeling rather flustered about people always getting the jump on her all the time.
"I think I have an idea as to who that boy is..." he chuckled gently, crossing his arms over his chest slowly.
"The Dracula before our last was rather... Different. He had ideals that many of the world disagreed with fairly violently. He tried to create a word where all species could co-exist and even reproduce with one another. He was killed very quickly - but one of his 'experiments' managed to elude the hunt. They say it was a mixture of his own blood and the blood of one other creature - though what creature exactly is still a mystery." he began to explain, though Chanelle had absolutely no clue what he was talking about at this point - but thought it better to politely nod instead of question.
"Ah...!" the Elder exclaimed, as though he remembered something important, "He's supposed to look like Dracula... Perhaps we should find an old portrait?" he asked nobody in particular.

[BeautifullyxMad]

[It's fine. I can work with it, just don't be surprised if the hunter comes back. =)]

Rhiannon was still having trouble forcing it back, biting her lips a small droplet hit the back of her hand and she looked at it. She had seen Chris throw the hunter and the moment he lost consciousness she was fine. She looked over to Chris, and jogged over to him. "Please stop." she let her voice show some concern. "Stay here. I'm going to go look him over." she told him, but she could hear the conversation between the elders and the vampires and her eyes widened. She almost knew what he was, what Chris was. She hadn't been around in the time of the last Dracula, but her family was known to have dealings with him. The Lockwood witches were the ones that worked on his experiments with him, and if she were to go to her family's archives, she was sure there could be something there. It would explain how he was made, what he was, who he was. he had been dormant for ages now, but even so the archives were only accessible by her, seeing as though she had survived almost two centuries because she survived affliction.

However, she walked over to the hunter and took his pulse. "That's not possible."she breathed, and she moved her hand away. He was warm with a slow pulse, but it was an abnormal rhythm and she saw the magic coursing through her veins. There was magic in his blood. This hunter was a witch as well, but the aura he emitted drove her nuts and she could feel the darkness overcoming her again and she gulped.

She ran away from the body and when she looked back to where it had been it was gone. She walked over to the group of vampires. "I wouldn't be worrying about Chris too much right now. If you want to know more on him, I know where to look, but that hunter just got up from something he shouldn't have because he is a witch."she said, and the guards looked at her.

"Why should we trust you?" the more burnt of the two asked. "Why should we trust a witch of your sort?"

"I'm a Lockwood witch. Look in your lore, I'm sure the Lockwood clan will show up." she hissed, her eyes blackening. The hunter was still close, but before she could feel it start taking over again she began running off again.