Luke watched as what he deemed to be the infamous trouble maker step forward. He eyed the young man intensely with his one good eye, waiting for him to say anything. Before the student said anything he whipped out a large fancy hat and a black stick on moustache. This small queer action angered Luke, for he was quite the serious fellow. He then listened to what the Hispanic Lycan had to say and once he finished Luke stepped out, staring down at the student with furious look. Luke's natural golden eyes turned into a deep demonic shade of red.

At last Luke finally spoke, "Is this some game to you, kid?" Asked Luke with anger. "I won't have you waste my time with petty shenanigans such as this..."

A light bulb flashed within Luke's head. He had an idea that could hit two birds with one stone. Staring into the eyes of the class clown. In a quick blur Luke grabbed hold Alejandro, slamming him into the ground of the tiled room. Making a vibrant sound that echoed around the room. With a quick follow up Luke had his pointed wooden stave directly in front of Alejandro's face, aiming right in between his eyes. All of this occurred in less than a second, showing the class how quick an elder Lycan could truly move.

Luke stared down at his fallen prey before turning his attention towards the class. "Our friend here would have been dead if he had done that little performance to a vampire. Being cocky, too confident or simply stupid is a sure way to get yourselves killed. Do I make myself clear, clown?" He said, turning his gaze back on Alejandro.

@Vampy Benoît looked at the letter his interest piqued, an artifact that belonged to Dracula? How very interesting, "Very simply." he said to the young vampire who was to travel with him, "We take my car, go to the location, avoid obstacles and kill anything that gets in our way." he finished grinning. He walked outside glancing at the beautiful moon that was out tonight and opened the door to his black limousine, "Come on then little vampire, we're off to the desginated location, I'll make sure we arrive at night so as to not harm your fragile skin." he said holding the door open and gesturing for Chintia to enter.

Katherine bit down on her lip to hold in her laughter and quickly covered her mouth as well to make sure. I guess Katherine wasn't the only one thinking how dumb this kid was, maybe he learned his lesson by now. Though when he was thrown onto the ground and pinned by the instructor she couldn't help but bust out in laughing. She was impressed though at how quick and fluent his movements were, "pardon me," she started wiping what tears had came up from her laughter, "I've been waiting for someone to do that since we got here." Katherine straightened up and her face turned into a more serious and cleared her throat slightly, "forgive me sir," she bowed her head to the elder Lycan in respect. In Katherines life she learned to respect older or elder figures as her father taught her.

She crossed her arms again and looked to the clown that was now pinned to the floor with a raised eyebrow, "I hope you have learned your lesson kid, this game is no joke," she had no point to chime in, but surely after that he would take things more seriously and possibly be less annoying now. She let out a sigh and shook her head, continuing to watch and listen at the demonstration.

Hades was walking down the hall, he had nothing to do at the moment, and was passing by the sparring area when he heard something from inside and figured it was the new class of "initiated" as they were called, having nothing better to do at the time he decided to check out the new class and entered just in time to see Luke throw an initiate wearing a colorful hat and a fake mustache to the ground. he stepped into the room and leaned on a wall to the side, grinning in amusement, and watched Luke as he taught the class using the one in the hat as an example.

Chintia enters the black limousine and sits down. "This is going to be fun." she said it with a smile. "I have a feeling that this is going to be really interesting." and looked out the window to wards the moon.

As Benoít and Chintia exited the conference room and left the building Dimitri slipped in through the entrance of the room, trailing a line of acrid smoke behind him as he did so. Seeing Fleur still inside, Dimitri removed his cigar from his mouth out of respect and gave a small nod towards the elder vampire, "Hello Madame Fleur. You're looking radiant as always.". Despite the compliment Jacque's tone remained formal and business like, his voice was was deep, a tad bit hollow, and yet strangely smooth despite how little emotion he'd begun to put into his words as of the last half century. Having given his greeting Dimitri returned to being silent, he'd give his superior an opportunity to speak before he got straight to the point of his visitation.

Benoît closed the door behind Cinitia and quickly got into the drivers seat quickly accelerating in the powerful engine to the relic's location. He was very curious as to the exact nature of this artifact and what safe-guards it had, it obviously was either very well hidden, very well protected. Of course usually it was both with items of this nature, Benoît mused over it quietly as he quickly ate up the distance between him and his target.

Chintia went to the window to the drivers seat. "And what's going to be or plan to get it?" She doesn't believe that it's going to be so easy to get it.

All of a sudden, Alejandro was already on the floor in less than one second. Then the elder lycan pointed his stave right between his eyes indicating that Alejandro had lost. He couldn't believe how fast the elder lycan moved, it was all but just a blur to him. But Alejandro got what the elder lycan said, that this was not a game. Alejandro didn't really care, it was his first day anyway but one day he hopes to be as strong as the elder lycan. Beside that he couldn't help but feel pain all over his body which for a second he thought that he might die.

Then all of a sudden, a girl from the class that was watching the fight, bursted out laughing. Alejandro was a little pissed about how she said she was waiting for something like this to happen. But he felt too much pain to say anything in response so he decided to stay quiet for a bit. Then later he come up with a plan to prank the girl and see her reaction when it does happen. "We'll see who will be laughing then," he said quietly to himself so no one could over hear.

Luke took Alejandro's silence as a sign that he had learnt his lesson. Feeling that his performance showed the initiates a small bit of reality, he pulled away his staff, letting it rest on his right shoulder as he held it. He looked out across the class and heard someone speaking of the incident that had just occurred. He didn't say a word to her, but simply bowed his head in response. Turning his gaze upon the fallen Lycan, he reached down and grabbed ahold of his left shoulder, pulling him to his feet. He stared into his eyes as his own returned back to their regular colouration of a bright gold. He then said, "I hope you paid attention to what I showed you." He then pushed him back into the crowd of potential vampire hunters.

Clearing his voice, Luke continued on, "With that out of the way I can now start with our first lessons. Before we get started however, I would need your names, but also your strengths and weakness. Spare no detail and do not feel ashamed! I will not tolerate liars as I shall create specific individual programs to better your natural skills and to ease your weaknesses. At last, you would also share your history with vampires and why you wish to become vampire hunters. Do I make myself clear? Good..."

Looking out, he began searching for someone to go up first. He decided to pick the same young lady who spoke out earlier to him. "How about you?" He said pointing at her and staring her down with his deadly glare. "You seem to be vocal. Why don't you go first?"

The vampire descended into the streets of the civilized world. The moon lit everything brightly, yet to a human, the shadows were as black as pitch. The humans didn't know what they had, nor did anyone else for that matter, except Mithias. Faster than the speed of perception, between frames of the artificial eye, Mithias zipped through the darkness into the museum through a lazily closing back door. He hadn't come for blood, although there would be little convincing of that to the now dead janitor as he lay bloodless on the floor. Red eyes glowing eerily, Mithias was giddy with excitement as he planned his stealth run through the wings of the stuffy old museum. He kept wary of the cameras, picking up on each one by the supersonic hum of its electronics. Finally, he came upon what he sought. It was locked up tightly in a small steel chest behind glass doors. They would know it was missing, so breaking the glass and setting off the alarms really wouldn't change matters any. The doors would lock, but a vampire would escape. It's too bad all the werewolves were away at a meeting tonight.

The alarms had been ringing for five whole minutes before any authorities could arrive on scene, and it was another good ten before anybody found a body. The chest with the artifact was gone.

Benoît's black limousine practically screeched to a stop in front of the museum. The ringing alarm bells could have been from a human robber of no consequence but he found it too suspicious that it had occurred just before he had come here looking for an artifact. Benoît quickly got out, "Stay." he said to the younger vampire, "I'm going to see if I can find any clues as to who did this. I'll be back momentarily." Benoît rapidly left the limo and roughly wrenched open the locked front door, quickly sweeping inside.

The first thing he saw was the dead janitor. At first he was going to ignore the man and pass him by but he noticed that the corpse was incredibly pale for being recently dead. On closer inspection the man had been drained of blood. A vampire had already come here and no doubt stolen the artifact he was looking for. Benoît went back to the Limo and pulled away turning the corner just as police cars began to file in from the other end of the street, a close call that. He began driving back towards the current residence of the vampire queen. Benoît had no idea where to begin with this mystery his only clue being that it was a vampire one that didn't serve the queen. Perhaps she would know of any renegades who would both know about the artifact and have the motive to steal it.

Chinria said "so it has been stolen by an vampire…". She looked trough the window and saw a shadow sprinting by qickly. Chintia opend the door and went afther it in a way that it couldn't notice her.

The black figure charged out of the city under the cover of night. Only a vampire's senses could have followed it. Up into the mountains it went, swiftly, leaping occasionally from ledge to ledge until it came the backside of a gorge. At the top, in the midst of trees could be seen a small mansion. It wasn't far from the city, but this was its back entrance, halfway down the ravine, behind a waterfall.

The black figure finally slowed down enough to see what it was, and it stopped in front of a small cave behind the falling water. The moonlight made a mystical rainbow in the mist of the waterfall in the night air. The figure had on a long back jacket, boots, long, beautiful shining hair, and two sword blades sticking out from under the coat. In it's white hand, it beheld its stolen treasure, gazing at it with a slow breath, as if it were almost afraid of the box. What was inside?

Suddenly the vampire spun around, covering the box and glancing frantically around as if it had heard someone. "So powerful... even in death your spirit lives." He moved off into the cave, where there was a hidden, metal door.

The door closed with a dull echo, and the vampire thief was for the moment, gone.

Benoît slammed on the brakes as soon as Chinria left the car bringing it to a screeching halt and looked outside to see what the heck Chinria was leaving the car for. As he did so he saw a small flicker of blackness from something moving very fast. Moving quickly he exited the vehicle sprinting incredibly fast to catch up to the black blur and still only catching glimpses of it before it vanished from sight. Finally just as he landed on a ridge he saw the figure walk through a waterfall and vanish, a hidden cave then.

He whispered to Chinaria, "Follow me, but for the love of Satan do so quietly." Benoît was an old hand at this sneaking thing but he doubted the younger one had the same experience or training. Nonetheless he stealthily slipped behind the waterfall walking into the small cave. His glowing red eyes pierced the dank cave, revealing a metal door. For some reason he felt something strange, it gave him shivers, which was highly unusual he hadn't had shivers since he was human. Shaking off the strange feeling he opened the door looking inside and cautiously following it to where ever it lead. His queen would be most disappointed if he failed in his task

Chintia opend the metal door quiedly and walked inside. She did her cape on and looked at Benoit. On the walls of the cave were torches. Chintia walked further in the cave and as she saw the shadow, she ran afther it quiedly.