After a few minutes, as the two vampires were recovering, another vampire came out of hiding. A vampire with long black hair, almost white skin, sharp, golden eyes, and a pair of swords at his sides stepped out tentatively from the corner of the stairwell. In his long black coat and rugged boots, he walked toward them, stopping a respectable distance away, staring. He wasn't smiling or smirking or anything of the sort, but was rather solemn, sad, perhaps serious in his expression. Mithias had followed Maggie since her unrecognized encounter with Damien only hours ago. He spoke to them. "I saw everything. I will help you."

"Oh, crap! I forgot to pick up my book!" Jaitheia yelled very loudly that she sworn she woke up every single animal that lives in these woods. Leaving her sister behind, she noticed that she was running for longer than she ever had before. Watching her disappear behind some trees, Ishiya sighed as she decided that she wasn't tired, so she continued to walk around. "I'm not tired so I'm just going to roam around until I get tired." When she walked deeper she saw some wild flowers growing around the base of a small tree. If it was lighter out she could see what kind of flowers they are. She doesn't want to bring some kind of poisonous plants and have it have some kind of pollen that is poisonous.

This town had a fairly high population, that Isaac could see from the past few days of watching it, a few thousand people at the least. That meant that people could disappear or go missing easily. In order to keep from drawing attention to himself, he'd been repeatedly traveling a ways away to feed on the wildlife, doing his best to consume prey only. Tonight he roamed the forest in his lycan form, waiting to find the first person to turn. He remained hidden earlier when he spotted a young vampire girl, immediately spotting her attempted attacker when the arrow was fired. Instead of going after the hunter, he remained out of sight, using his hearing to listen as the hunter later confronted two girls about being in the woods and eventually left.

Once he was gone, Isaac moved quietly to where he could the two girls talking to each other before leaving again, thinking it too much trouble to to deal with both of them. It wasn't until he was about a quarter mile away that heard one of them shout something about forgetting a book, and curiosity bade him go back. He didn't have to, as one of the girls soon walked further into the forest, a bit of a foolish thing to be by herself. Isaac's enhanced sight allowed him to see her inspecting some wild flowers from a distance. She was facing away from him, but he decided to remain hidden and watch to see what she was doing, debating whether to use her as food or bait, turn her, or let her go. If she tried to leave before he made up his mind, it would either be the first or second choice. He used his power of geomancy to sense the ground so that no one could suddenly intrude.

Ishiya picked some of the wild flowers that wasn't missing any petals from what she could see in the dark. A ringing coming from her cellphone made her jump as she had to see who it was. Her mother was reminding her of the time like she usually does when she's having one of her bouts of extreme paranoia. "I'm old enough to stay out as long as I want to." She muttered until another text message came but this time it was Jaitheia that sent it to her. "I got my book, so see ya when you get home or either of us some how manages to find the other. Catch ya on the flip side. Oh sorry that I kind of left you, I wasn't thinking when I did." Jaitheia's text made her smile and yawn some. Must have been more tired than she originally had thought she was. Standing up, Ishiya dusted her pants off and started the trek back home.

Zzyxx walked with Nixon. He opened his Mercedes car door for him and they both got in. Zzyxx sped off back towards the school. "They're not going to leave you know." He assumed that's what Nixon wanted. Another fight and more bloodshed.

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Dexter ran over to Margret. His wounds were deep and he had barely any energy left. Dexter held Margret in his arms. "Shit, shit, shit..." He felt weak; almost as if he was going to pass out. He wouldn't let her die. She was the start of a great colony. She was how he was going to stay alive. Dexter knew enough not to pull the blade out of her. If she wanted to heal quicker he would need to keep the blade in and then sew her up. He knew that he would need to do the same as well. "One day to heal isn't enough." Then Dexter heard someone approach. His night vision allowed him to see a tall man. He seemed sullen for some reason. For what Dexter had no clue, but then the man spoke of helping them. "If you want to help, then we need to get both of us ready to fight in 1 day. That means we need to stitch both of us up ASAP. Please get stuff for us to do that. We'll be waiting in there" Dexter pointed to the shipping container he was using as a make shift base. "Hurry and we'll discuss long term help."

Jess nodded, "I've been looking into it as well, had a friend get ahold of their files off the police data base, saves us a trip to the police station."

Jess wasn't good with computers, but despite her overly independent state of mind, she had racked up quite the list of connections. She wouldn't necessarily call many of them friends outside of Rand and the few she hunted with, but her... acquaintances certainly were helpful getting whatever she couldn't get herself.

Jess flipped her pistol in her hand and tucked it beneath her shirt in the waistband of her pants at the small of her back. She glanced at Connor, quietly continuing to set up. She couldn't help but feel somewhat bad for the kid. He was sweet, but although she didn't know him well, he didn't seem, in her eyes, cut out for a hunter's work. Every time she looked at Connor she couldn't help but to be reminded of Natalie after the accident. Maybe it was just how she didn't hear him talk a whole lot, or maybe it was that kicked puppy look he was wearing at the moment every time Rand gave him an instruction.

Snapping out of it she gave Rand a nod in agreement, then asked, "Are we saying FBI again, because I can't remember if I got my suit dry cleaned after last time." then she padded her pockets as she wondered where she had put her CIA id.

A nasty blood bad kill, and that stuff's insides were impossible to get out of wool and cashmere.

Isaac moved to be directly behind the girl as she read the text message from her sister, reading it himself when the phone came into view. An idea made its way into his head, why have one when he could gain both? The girl got up and began to make her way out of the forest, now would be the best time to start. He waited until she was a few yards away before he rushed forward, making as if to charge past her but bumping into her, which would knock her down to the ground. He'd stop a short distance ahead and spin around, looking all the more threatening as he was between her and the town. Hopefully, she would run the other way and attempt to hide before trying to call whom he assumed was her sister for help.

"Watch where you..." Ishiya stopped her comment when she looked up to see a large looking wolf that was taller than a grown man, between her way back into town. Scrambling to get up she started to run to put as much distance between her and this creature as she can. Hiding behind a tree, Ishiya tried calling Jaitheia but shaking hands was making it more difficult to push the correct numbers. "Come on, come on. Answer the-Jaitheia?! Can you please come back where you kind of forgot me? Why...? There's this huge wolf thing blocking my way home, that's why. I am very freaked out because of it. Okay, thanks. Please hurry." She said very quickly as she took a glance to see if it was only her mind was playing tricks on her. The only thing she could hear was her fast breathing. Everything seemed too quiet to her, and it was freaking her out more than before.

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Jaitheia looked up from her book when her phone rang. Reaching over to her desk, she grabbed it before it stopped ringing and answered it. "Hello, Ishiya? Why do you want me to come and get you? You're not scared are you?" When Ishiya mentioned that there was a large looking wolf blocking her way she became silenced at what kind of creature could be in the woods that could be that large. "Hide, and I will get you. Make sure it doesn't find you." Hanging up the phone, Jaitheia quickly grabbed the two hunting knives she keeps nearby and put them in her belt before climbing out the window. When her feet touched the ground, she ran as fast as she could to get her sister. As soon as she entered the forest, she came to a complete stop and fell backwards when she saw what was described to her. "What the hell? That's no wolf. Never heard of one being that tall." Jaitheia said suddenly when she glanced over to see Ishiya looking from behind a tree.

Nixon reclined his chair as far back as he could, staring up in the air. "I'm aware but you know mate, I think I realized something up at that rooftop. Maybe I can tell you later about it," he said. "Right now I have an appointment with a nice girl I met, and I think she's a virgin too!" Nixon hopped out of the car as they arrived and blinked inside the school. He looked down at himself and noticed how much blood was on him. He looked around and walked into a bathroom with a mirror and noticed his torn skin on his arm. "Ah, I'm bleeding."

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Rand pulled out his wallet and went through his own IDs. "I think CIA would be best for this, especially if there's kidnappings involved," he noted, pulling out his fake ID. "The first area I got shouldn't be a residence but we can ask questions if we see anyone. You can change in one of the rooms if you'd like." Rand looked outside towards the vehicles. "And we'll take my car."

Connor looked up from his setup, staring over at a window. Did he see something over there? He wasn't sure if his mind was playing tricks. He could never be too sure now in this world. Connor gave the window a long stare but eventually gave up and returned to setting up, but stayed with a hint of caution.

Yes, she had called her sister, just as he had planned. And even better, the one named Jaitheia had fallen to the ground in shock. With a wave of his hand, Isaac summoned the earth around her and restrained her, keeping her pinned to the ground by covering her legs and wrapping he arms in mounds of dirt, leaving her in a sitting up position. Now for the younger one, Ishiya, as he heard her name on the phone. Using his speed, he caught her before she could do anything, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her by her shoulder into the open. Throwing her to the ground a few yards from her sister and keeping her in place in the same fashion, using his power to both sense and look around. They were in the forest, any buildings a fair distance away, more than human hearing distance away. These sisters had made the mistake of coming so far out. Now he just stood there, clawed hands at his side as he thought of what to do next... Perhaps turn them both.

As dirt encased both her arms and legs, Jaitheia struggled to get free before she heard Ishiya yelling in alarm when she was pulled and thrown on the ground. "Let us go, you over grown mutt!" "Let me go!" How strange that they were both yelling at this unnaturally large wolf in front of him, but it was strange that it was larger than a grown man. Getting frustrated that Jaitheia strained her arms against the dirt until she felt a sharp pain shot up her arms, and numbness went through them. It must be that she pinched a bunched of nerves or that she somehow cracked the bones. "Jaitheia, don't hurt yourself, though you probably have bad bruises on your arms now. There won't be anybody nearby that could help if you managed to hurt yourself." Ishiya said while she watched her sister struggle against the bonds that is keeping them in place. There was no way for them to escape, the wolf was on her before she could even try to run. She couldn't believe that this was even real, it must be a very realistic nightmare that she's having, and she will awake in her bed. "Well if that thing tries to touch me then I will bite its hand off!" Jaitheia growled until she screamed in frustration.

Ishiya had a lot more sense and was managing to remain calm, she would be a good addition, while the other had a fair bit of energy, which had its own uses. He decided. What he was about to do would be considered cruel to most, as he dropped back to all fours and slowly made his way over to Ishiya. He smelled her hair a bit before muttering, "Yes, you'll do." Before either sister could say or do anything, Isaac's jaws where clamped onto Ishiya's shoulder and collarbone, his teeth breaking the skin and keeping hold for a moment before he released her. First would be the pain, then the sensation of something spreading through her body under her skin, then would come her first change. The first change is always excruciating, with the next several being painful as well until they were used to it.

Isaac moved over towards Jatheia next, and let her watch what would be her sister's turning. Once the change was well underway, he'd bite her as well. He got rid of the bonds of Ishiya, as restraining her during the change would be troublesome.

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Dexter ran over to Margret. His wounds were deep and he had barely any energy left. Dexter held Margret in his arms. "Shit, shit, shit..." He felt weak; almost as if he was going to pass out. He wouldn't let her die. She was the start of a great colony. She was how he was going to stay alive. Dexter knew enough not to pull the blade out of her. If she wanted to heal quicker he would need to keep the blade in and then sew her up. He knew that he would need to do the same as well. "One day to heal isn't enough." Then Dexter heard someone approach. His night vision allowed him to see a tall man. He seemed sullen for some reason. For what Dexter had no clue, but then the man spoke of helping them. "If you want to help, then we need to get both of us ready to fight in 1 day. That means we need to stitch both of us up ASAP. Please get stuff for us to do that. We'll be waiting in there" Dexter pointed to the shipping container he was using as a make shift base. "Hurry and we'll discuss long term help."

Vampire blood. It was everywhere. Blood generally tasted the way it smelled, and Mithias inhaled the details deeply. A vampire's blood was different than a human's. It contained the power of its source, its host, and that power could be shared, or taken. To drink it would gain a vampire an ounce of the source's power, yet it would also begin to bind them to the one they drank from. Mithias knew very well how it worked, owned as he was by his maker.

At first, Dexter's request seemed puzzling. Stitching? For a fraction of a second, Mithias was puzzled. He had himself never required any stitching, or bandages. He simply... healed. His healing wasn't immediate or instant, of course, but it was extremely rapid. He could stay in a fight as long as he could give himself adequate time between injuries to recover. He had simply assumed it was the same for all vampires. Taking an assessment of their injuries, which looked to be mostly lacerations, he nodded and left. He already had a small stock of medical supplies, incase he ever needed to save his human son.

After a short while, the gloomy stranger returned with a small bag. He tossed it to Dexter, who was still holding Margaret. "Will she be alright?" Mithias asked coldly. The truth was, he would have liked to have killed both this old geezer and his infant offspring, but he needed to kill Nixon and Zzyxx more. Hopefully, these two adversaries of Nixon would be able to give him some information.

Ishiya opened her mouth to say something but a scream came out instead as her shoulder and collarbone was bitten. The pain was something she never felt before in her life, and wished she never had. As soon as she felt her restraints were gone her hand went to her shoulder before she curled up in a ball. Along with the pain she could have sworn bugs were now crawling under her skin. "Ishiya! What did you do to her!?" Jaitheia yelled when she saw that she was painfully changing into the same creature that had bitten her. It surprised her that she wasn't screaming when she knew she was in pain. It was all she can do when she was forced to watch her sister struggle with the transformation. "I swear when I get out of here, I will kill you as painfully as I can do it." She growled as she renewed her struggle to breaking her bonds with a glare that was directed towards the one that had bitten her. While she tried to get free the sound of bones shifting out of position and changing was making her sick to her stomach. The way it was going that going to be her fate too if she can't get free. After one more tug, Jaitheia stared at the ground in front of her, trying to tune out the sounds.

The younger Ishiya only screamed when she was bit, but her mouth remained open when the transformation began as though her screams caught in her throat. Her bones audibly shifted and changed, her body as a whole grew larger, tearing out of her clothes in the process. That was something annoying, and why Isaac convinced a mage to make some enchanted clothes for him. Her arms grew longer and grew claws and her face elongated into a snout, her feet lengthened and legs changed to match the same shape as his. "You would have tried..." Isaac said in response to Jaitheia's threat, it was when she stared at the ground that he bit her in the same fashion he had her sister, moving away afterward and releasing her restraints, content to watch both of them go through there first change together. He was curious of as to what their fur color would be, as his matched his hair color for his human form.

“I-I’m cold…really cold like w-when you drained me.” Maggie couldn’t stop shaking despite being held, rather tightly in Dexter’s arms. Looking up at his worried expression she realized he wasn’t as good off as she was, if that knife had penetrated him he would of died instantly or soon after. She saved his life, she didn’t know why but she did. She looked down at the knife in her collarbone, oddly not feeling anything. It looked really bad but it didn’t frighten her further, even as some blood pooled out and down her shirt. She laughed at the irony, “Daddy can I have money for clothes? Blood is so last season.” She coughed some and felt blood in the back of her throat but said nothing.

She looked down and saw the bag of medical things Dexter received, “Huh...so we aren’t just talking corpses…we can actually die…always though vampires were immortal…” She said as her eyes glazed up towards the nighttime sky feeling somewhat peaceful.

Jaitheia tried to jerk her head back as she got the same bite wound on her shoulder. Doubling over to where her forehead touched the ground as the pain big her like she just got hit by a train that was going ninety and survived. "God, it feels like my nerves are taking a swim in the surface of the bloody sun!!" She said through despite her grinding her teeth together. Through half closed eyes, she saw that a pile of dark gray fur was laying across some ways from her. When her own bones started to change and shift the pain became more extreme than it already was. As her body grew in size, silver color fur covered her skin while her arms, legs grew longer. When she opened her mouth to throw an insult, words were hard to say considering her face elongated into a snout. Strange scents assaulted her nose and growled at the unfamiliarity of very thing around her. The sight of the wolf laying on the ground just rubbed her the wrong way and took a uncertain step forward growling at the threat. She couldn't recognize that it was her sister that she was thinking was a threat.

Over the scene of the werewolf and those who soon, or already have started to become werewolves, a barely audible laugh was heard some where in the tree branches. As a figure, a male with a single pair of wings and a single pair of crystalline eyes, or at least that is how it would appear, just appeared out of nowhere on a branch. "Why isn't this the best part, isn't that right whoever you are down there. I guess it isn't much of my business, but I couldn't help to see you're trying to start a pack instead of eating them or having your way with them." he said. "But, I have been around town and I seen the crows flying around this town, readying themselves to rip it apart, there are hunters and vampires here, what chance do you think have to get started here of all places." Xxem didn't really care about this werewolf or two girls, but this did provide a rather unique chance for him to take.

At the noise nearby, Ishiya suddenly looked up and growled at whoever was making at the sound. "I can deal with it." She managed to say to the owner of the voice. It was hard for her to even say that as she wasn't used to talking in her new form. he arrogance of the tone of voice was rubbing her the wrong way until Jaitheia bumped into her as she passed by to pace around. Something seemed off as she occasionally shake her head like she's trying to clear her head from something else.

A black swarm that seemed to be a void of all darkness itself raced toward the forest with haste, once the mass touched down, it began to reform. At first it was humanoid in shape, creating a silhouette of a boy with spiky hair. Slowly it gained detail, creating a face, clothing, and weapons. An aura seemed to trail as the boy walked but it quickly vanished as he came out of the clearing. He was more than prepared for a fight, brandishing his many katanas, he was sure this was the right place. He walked over to the town which was close by, by the looks of it all, he could tell this area was too far gone. Everything was broken down and dilapidated as if people hadn't touch this place in centuries. "What a shame.." The white haired boy quickly turned around, drawing his blades in a single motion. He was surprised to find another hunter bearing the same color hair, this one had firearms with him it seemed. The hunter held his hands up as if to say he surrendered. "Same team, same team..." He smirked before continuing on as the male sheathed his blades. "Lemme guess, you thought you'd find something here too didn't you?" The hunter smirked before shaking his head at his sword equipped counterpart. "The name's Mason, and you are?" Mason asked as he outstretched and arm to shake hands with the unknown person. Marcus looked toward Mason, both staring each other in the eyes and seeming to hold the same look that brought an underlying hint of sinister with them. "Marcus...: He said simply, holding out a hand, accepting the handshake, with that Mason smirked. It was evident that the two both had their own agendas. "Well, for what it's worth, welcome to the team...." He said, Marcus could tell something was odd about this one but he wasn't sure what. he seemed too optimistic and calm, just what was Mason capable of. "Follow me, I think I know where to go.." Mason said, with a simple nod Marcus followed, the two broke in a sprint almost in perfect unison, keeping up with one another without problem.

Marcus was wondering where he was being taken to by the hunter, the two ran through the town, getting to a building complex eventually. Mason knew what he was doing, if he was going to set up anywhere it would be this abandoned building in particular. It had a vantage point none of the others did, the two were closing in but they immediately stopped once they saw two people leaving leaving.The two hunters drew their weapons immediately, they weren't sure who the man was. "You lost?" Mason asked, aiming his pistols toward the two, maybe they were hunters, and maybe that was their car nearby.