Pain snarled viciously as he destroyed the snake called Apophis, the load of Anthony's weapon caused him to look up. A loud yelp of pain followed by growls of anger escaped the wolf. Mason's eyes were locked onto his wolf that had fallen, his teeth grit in anger but the tears that came from his eyes made his sorrow known. He aimed the barrel of his weapon at Anthony, firing the magically enhanced bullet toward the crook between his collar bone and his shoulder. Should the round have hit Anthony he would seize control of the situation and use his sword to slice through the rifle about five inches above the barrel at a slant, maybe he could render the weapon useless. In his next action he would quickly sheathe and holster his pistol in one motion then grab the back of Anthony's head to pull him down while driving his own knee upward toward Anthony's face. (grab a bow and arrow?)

Alfons turned his head away from.the fold but had already been.caught in it, blinded by for the time being. He watched her and breathed at a calm rate, only to let out a sharp inhale when something was placed on him. When the blind folds came off he asked what it was and received an answer. If only the reverend knew what had come next he would've been more mentally prepared.

"If it ended up in your torture tools then it has a purpo-" The lycan was cut off with a violent screech that caused him to cringe. The cringing was followed by a cry of pain when he felt the mechanical beast tear down his body and stop at his belly, the Lycan panting heavily during the moment of peace. His eyes looked up at Kaori, already expressing the extreme amounts of pain in them. The silver didn't help neither... Unlike whatever the non poisoned Alfons could handle this reverend could easily break under the pain. "K-Kaori....."

(quick one :x)
'K-Kaori"
She pressed her hands closer to her ears, baring her teeth as the machine continued to emit its screams much too sensitive for humans. At some point she'd drop to her knees to the metal floor, clenching her eyes shut. She heard Alfons barely over the noise try to request help, but as far as she knew, he was complaining about a toy rat nestling on top of his stomach making Nosie he could overcome. Her ears rang and her head throbbed its protest as she leaned forwards, touching her head to a nearby wall for support; maybe causing deft head injuries by crushing her head against the wall would end this with a little less pain. She thought her reply mentally, forgetting than Alfons was not a mind-reading lycan. What do you want from me?! This noise, it feels great enough to be the different screams of many others and you, mr-supernatural just can't handle silver... Whatever the case, she was ready to climb up there and give the lycan a taste of her fist for complaining (her nerves shortened during pain)." Dog..." She growls, gritting her teeth and shooting one hand up to grip onto the torture table as if someone was digging themselves out of a grave in scary movies, pulling herself up with one hand still covering one of her ears. With the look she came up with, one could predict that she was about to yell, until she saw a line of raw skin ripped down alfon’s abdomen, and the bloodied rat ceasing its noise as it peered at her with innocent curiosity.

Without a delay, Kaori made a reach to grab the rat’s tail to pull him off of Alfons, but it had other ideas.

Sticking its nose into the crevice of Alfon’s torn skin just above his bellybutton, he begun to violently rip at the rest of the skin there to burrow away from the girl. His teeth were nothing short of sharpness, each one gritty with their own spikes. Kaori glanced up at Alfons in horror as the rat forced both of his claws into the surrounding skin to hold on as a needle the width of a pencil descended from his body, acting as a drill in it way to the inside of Alfons. The stench of decaying skin that was too detached to regenerate begun to fill the air, causing kaori to scrunch up her nose. This rat had a mind of his own, and Kaori quickly tried thinking of a way to power down the machine. There was no simple ‘on’ and ‘off’ buttons like most things in there.

The rat forced his nose inside of Alfon’s abdomen, embedding his teeth into Alfon’s ribs as he tried desperately to do as it please. As long as Kaori didn’t lose grip of the tail and kept calm, the rat wasn't going anywhere- neither in or out. She couldn't possibly see what the rat was holding onto, as a pool of blood was puddling up and starting to pour down Alfon’s sides. Kaori looked to the guards and at the camera above the door, silently asking for assistance. Those people were her enemies- if they didn’t respond to her subtle call for help, she’d figure out a way to get the rat out of Alfons. “A-Alfons….1 to 10… how much more pain do you think you can handle before you die?”

Isaac watched quietly as Delilah realized that he was here to keep her from going into the forest. He watched her transform into a complete kitsune as well, which caught him off guard, though it dodn't show. She dragged Danni to the gate and slipped through before the woman collapsed on her knees and clutched her head, screaming. Strange, she had been in a sort of trance beforehand, and suddenly this? Normally he wouldn't care, but Delilah was watching so he hopped down out of the tree and walked slowly towards Danni.

It was at that moments he sensed something coming, more like he heard something coming and then he smelled it. The scent of predatorial supernaturals. Picking Danni up bridal style, ignoring her screams, he ran forward and used his power to open the gate, closing it behind him after he had walked through. As an added precaution, he warped the gate in such a way that Delilah would not be able to sneak out of it by slipping through any gaps and it would make any intruders have trouble trying to get through it, by making spikes.

"Little one!" He yelled to Delilah, "Run inside now! Find the nearest guard and tell them that I request about 10 guards here now!" Today wasn't a day to be ruined, and since he was in charge of keeping an eye on Delilah and Danni, he wasn't going to take any chances.

Ryan found a bow and arrow in the armory, deciding not to waste time trying to find any better weapons for the situation. I probably have terrible aim, but I can at least use the arrows like daggers if I miss too many. He turned around, glancing around before running for where the fighting was happening. As he got closer he shouted at Mason. "Turn him around so I won't hit you!" He nocked the arrow as he ran, beginning to pull back the bowstring, but feeling the pain in his arm from being shot more when he attempted this. Come on... I have to be able to do this when the time comes... He continued running, hoping to get a better view of his target, as well as hopefully get there and simply stab the man with some arrows rather than shooting the bow.

At the moment Kain finished the torture and looked at the tools, a few guards bustled into the room. Two of the guards grabbed the lycan and threw him against the wall. "New orders from the boss," one said with an evil grin. "You are being relocated." Once he was down, they kicked him in the stomach a couple of times and began to pull him out of the room. They dragged him out into the hall, then pointed guns at him, looking on and daring him to make a move. The other two guards in the torture room sewed the vampire up and then practically tossed him into the hall with Kain. Guards did the same to Kaori and Alfons, and all of the other prisoners in the torture rooms. Once everyone was out in the halls, the guards forced the prisoners forward, and carried the injured with them.

Ten minutes later, everyone was escorted into a small court-yard looking area, enclosed in (essentially) a giant cage. Not caring about the injured, they threw them around the courtyard, all the while the other guards aimed their weapons at the uninjured. Finally, when all of the injured were thrown in, all of the guards bustled out and locked the cage on the way out.

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Daniel opened and closed his eyes, trying to keep conscious as the guard, very poorly, stitched the vampire up. The next thing he knew, he was lifted into the air, and then tossed out of the room, and onto the floor. As soon as the pain shot through his body, he was out cold.

Daniel sat up, his eyes adjusting to the bright light. He reached his hand to his chest, then to his neck, then he looked at his hand. He was fine. Was the torture session a dream? Had he just been sleeping? That had to be it. Daniel looked around and smiled up at the bright blue sky, decorated with small puffs of white, and a fluttering black object every so often.

He took in a breath of fresh air and stood up. He turned around and saw his house. It had felt like he had been away for a lifetime, and now here he was after one small nap. The young man took one step, then two, then three; before he knew it, he was stepping into the house he had called home for, now, 19 years or so.

"Mom? Pop? Anyone home?"

No answer.

Daniel walked into the kitchen, then to the living room, then to the family room, then to the garage. Nothing. It didn't even look like anyone was home. He got to the stairs and looked up. It was dark, darker than the rest of the house, which probably meant that they weren't home. But if they had left, why did they let him be asleep outside? Nothing made sense. So, after some hesitation, he made his way upstairs.

"Hello? Anyone home?"

Still no answer as he checked his sister's room, his grandma's room, and the bathroom the three of them shared. Still no sign of anyone. All that was left was the master bedroom, which, oddly, was closed. He made his way to the door and slowly opened the door, and stepped inside.

"Mom? Pop? Anyo-"

Daniel froze in place and his eyes widened. There was blood everywhere, but no bodies. He went into panic mode. Someone had broken in, someone had done something to his family, but where were they? His eyes darted around the room, and stopped when he looked at the floor. There was a thick trail of blood, like that of a body being dragged, and stopped inside the master bathroom. Daniel rushed into the bathroom, and almost threw up at the sight inside. His family was basically torn to shreds in the neck, they were all just thrown around the bathroom. Something caught his eye in the mirror in front of him-- a small movement-- and he looked up. He was covered in blood, from his mouth, all the way down his front. He had fangs, he had dark, lifeless eyes, and his fingernails were long and jagged. He looked down when he saw some more movement, and saw his sister looking at him with white eyes. She held up her hand and pointed at him, and her lips begin to move. Daniel couldn't make out what she was saying, so he leaned in closer to get a better listen. He still couldn't hear. He leaned down more, almost to the point of touching the side of his face to her lips. Tears were streaming down his face, and when he heard her words, they wouldn't stop.

"You did this, Danny... You killed us... You are a monster..."

Daniel opened his eyes when he hit the ground again, and made a small groan. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He needed to get out, or killed. The latter was sounding really good, though.

Kain looked over his shoulder when he heard something approach him and spun around when he spotted the guards. The lycan resisted at first until he was thrown into the wall, grunting as his back slammed against it and sliding down onto his knees. While the guard told him the news he tried to get up before a foot met his stomach, causing him to wince in pain and fall onto his side. The furred beast thought there was no end to the assault as his immediate impulse to resist was literally beaten out of him. By the time they were done kicking him he had his arms wrapped around his stomach, a mixture of growls and groans coming from him. "Bastards.. All of you."

Being dragged wasn't soo bad when you had a friendly face by your side, but the throbbing pain all over his body wasn't the best feeling in the world. When he was thrown in he laid there for a minute, trembling in pain as the area around him got more and more prisoners. Seconds later, the lycan got onto his hands and knees and crawled over to the vampire, giving him a weak pat as he spoke with a strain in his voice. "Daniel.. Can you hear me?"

Alfons was somewhat relieved when the guards came in and took the metal critter off of him. When they started taking off his restraints he listened to a voice nearby, his eyes trailing up to see the guards attacking Kaori. "Kaori w-!" He was cut off with a yelp when he felt something hit him in his broken rib cage, causing him to stumble and fall back into the chair. The beating combined with the pain was extreme for the reverend and eventually he passed out from a series of factors, not even waking up when he was tossed into the cage like a rag doll.

Kaori (will post delilah later)
Click, click, click… The deadening sounds of footsteps neared the steel doors of Alfon’s torture room. A small smile (that would be invisible under a year of solitary confinement) fled to Kaori’s lips in hopes purely for Alfons being rid of the mechanical rat. The hard, grimy faces of the guards that appeared after the door was open were not of help, or an act of kindness, they were much too…unsettling to be of that nature.
With her free hand loose next to her side, she drew a knife from its sheath that would be next to the table, pointing it to the guards who’d be marching forwards regardless, with a snicker.

“A-alfons….they’re…..coming.” They quickly gained ground, all but one of them attending to Alfons and the rat. She’d been mistaken- they were there to help them but another idea was reflected when one, with an outstretched arm, reached for Kaori’s shoulder. She didn’t flinch or bat a nervous eye underneath dark and thick eyelashes merely stiffened the arm that would plunge the knife into the hand of the solider. “ Not all freeze under the fear of death.” She spat, leaving the knife where it was.

She didn’t get to see too much of the aftermath of the stabbed guard and Alfons. When she heard another ‘click click’, she knew that belong to a gun, held by another guard behind her who broke away from Alfon’s group to attend to his friend. They began escorting her out of the room, not before forcing her forwards with the tip of the gun in between her shoulder blades. Kaori could feel the circular metal, ready to shoot if she had tried anything else crazy, so she solemnly obligated to move forward without a glance to Alfons. The backs of guards with a tailored insignia of guards were blocking her view anyway.

On the way out to the courtyard, she didn’t spare a glance or a word with any of the guards who formed a semi-circle around her. What had this torture session done? Took away the constant, painful reminder of her friends who wouldn’t be as fortunate to keep their lives and avoid the direct torture. She took in a breath of the stale air that would hang like the feeling of death in a graveyard. It was all too much home, of the cell she thought she was going back to before they took a different turn. This path had light- sunlight! Even thorough the windows, the little that would leak through would warm her cheeks. She showed no emotion, but secretly felt hope inside in the change of scenery.

Kaori was one among many pushed into the cage. All of these prisoners looked the same to her, wearing the same ragged clothes she wore. One face stuck out to her, and with a rush of adrenaline and a double take. She couldn’t leave time to process this face, she just walked over to them stiffly and cautiously like they could disappear if she chased them away by moving too fast.

Kain?!?! KAIN! She screamed mentally. Only the widening of her eyes would tell of her excitement, as if the frown she had when she stabbed the guard was engraved on her face. He hadn’t notice her yet, coming up behind him, and from afar, she recognized another face just coming out of what seemed to be a horrible dream. This face drew sounds of concern to her lips, causing the composure she had talking Alfons to melt away quicker than dropping ice into lava. “D-Daniel?” She peeped with a wave a nausea at his poor sewed wounds that still showed raw skin beneath. She was not disgusted with his condition, rather the fact that he was the one to be tortured….by Kain, who was on his knees hovering over the recovering boy. She exploded, her foot connecting with the lycan’s side, digging upwards into his gut if he wasn’t quick to move. She grunted when her body responded with a flash of pain as her hair swept over her eyes.

Anger. Thought. Than relief. She dropped down to her knees next to where Kain would be, her fingers touching the sand beneath her knees limply. “You guys are alive….” She rasped under a whisper, her eyes touching every centimeter of Daniel’s face. His lips, cheekbones, eyes…. Kaori never realized how much of a toll this place could take on anyone, or herself. She was never the one to show public affection, but this was an exception. She leaned over him closely, carefully avoiding his wounds and touching her cheek to his shoulder, her hands closing gently around them and her eyes glued on a blade of grass. Every time the wind would blow a little, strands of her hairs would rise and tickle his lower cheeks and neck. Her eyes closed. With a deep breath and a time of silence, she spook. “Kain, Alfons is right behind me.”

Anthony backed slightly up as Mason's bullet hit him in the shoulder. He dropped the cut rifle and felt his face as Mason's knee slammed into it. Anthony stepped back, dipping his finger in the bullet hole, encasing it in blood. He took it back out and licked his finger, seeming quite satisfied. "Heh, wrong one. Sorry!" Anthony waved and suddenly turned into mist, fading away. Another Anthony appeared next to Ryan, waving right before he jabbed the butt of his rifle at Ryan's face.

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Perrin looked over as several guards bashed into the room. The hunter backed away, not knowing what was going on. The guards grabbed them both and dragged them both out of there. Perrin had barely enough time to grab his pad of paper as they closed the door behind them. Wonderful, the director really loves changing the scene... Perrin thought.

Once thrown into the cage, Perrin quickly got up and looked around. Cage, wonderful. What's their brilliant idea this time? Have us slaughter each other? He wondered. The hunter's eyes went over everyone, but from the year (well for him it had been far more than just a year) he had lost recognition of pretty much everyone he knew. Perrin grabbed his pad and took his pencil back out, crouching into a corner space so he could write.

Zayne had just arrived at where Anthony was and leaped at him when he vanished into mist. She let out a loud hiss and snarled, looking around to find him before slithering into the woods furiously, slamming into trees with her tail, snapping branches and trees like twigs and leaving a trail of destruction behind her as she searched for some person she was allowed to kill.

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Zhalia cursed as she ran after Zayne. She knew her friend would be fine on her own in the woods, she was a tough nut to take out, but she was worried about where she would end up. Unfortunately for her running wasn't her strong part, neither was stamina. She ran out of breath as Zayne vanished in the woods, panting a bit while leaning against a tree.

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Hebi skipped through the halls of the hotel, her long black hair waving around a bit as she made her way to the Manager's office. It had been empty the last year, she had noticed that, but she didn't let it bother her. The only thing that really bothered her was the absence of children to play with. She faintly remembered at least one child in the hotel, some other people and friendly women, but they were all gone now.
She ran into the manager's office and pounced on her father. 'Daddy!' she exclaimed.

Kain looked over the vampire with extreme concentration as he thought over his recent actions. When he hears a familiar voice his ears perked up and he looked over towards the source, only to be met by another kick. This one landed in a spot where he was already beaten upon by the guards, causing him to let out a yelp and fall onto his side. He couldn't feel or hear much at the time, the pain mixed with anger drowning everything out. Heck, he couldn't even acknowledge Kaori and didn't even hear her statement towards him. All he could do is wrap his arms around his upper body and close his eyes shut, frowning and grunting in pain as he prayed for the regeneration process to kick in.

Daniel kept his eyes closed as Kaori approached. He didn't hear the small confrontation, or the yelp, or Kaori's voice over the pounding in his head. He felt pain everywhere. He couldn't move, and when he was picked up slightly and held, the pain grew a little worse. He let out a small groan and slowly opened his eyes. He managed a small smile when the blurry figure cleared up and turned into Kaori. He noticed another figure on the ground and saw Kain, clutching himself. He rose a hand up and touched the back of the girl's head, taking some of her hair in his fist and giving it a small, light tug, meant only to get her attention.

Hey, he sent the thought to Kaori's head, and even that sounded pained. Take it easy on Kain... He was only doing what was needed to be done. You can't punish him for that. You seem fine, so you were the one probably torturing. That means that you did the same thing Kain did to me. For that, maybe Kain should kick you. That gained a small, wheezy laugh from Daniel that immediately made him cringe, afterwards. Daniel slumped back into Kaori's arms and shook from both exhaustion and pain. Look. I don't know how much longer I can last. My regeneration is taking forever to kick in thanks to the lack of blood... So if I don't last, you need to promise me that you will do everything you can to get Kain and Alfons out of here, okay?

Mason shouted in fury when Anthony vanished into a mist, if that really was him he'd die by his blade. He quickly got to Pain, the wolf was in serious agony and struggling to stay conscious and alive, Mason stroked the wolf's fur, tears blanketed Pain's fur. Mason's feelings were mixed, a volatile sense of anger and fury mixed with an overpowering sense of sorrow and hopelessness. It just seemed to get worse and worse as Pain gripped onto life for as long as he could, his pained whimpers and whines intensified. He couldn't let his go through this level of suffering any longer, his hands shook as he pulled the hidden blade from his sword, the blade protruded from the crevice between his middle and ring finger. "I'm sorry...." He sobbed, looking into the eyes of his most loyal companion, his friend, his family. The blade tore through the wolf's chest and through his heart, killing him in an instant. Mason withdrew the blade and just sat there, holding no expression, his eyes red from the tears and his hands dyed a crimson red from Pain's blood.

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Axton looked around the courtyard, he couldn't find anything to make of use inside of the large cage, how would he escape. He saw a slightly loose rectangular piece of cement, he pulled it loose and slipped it into his back pocket. Now he had a weapon of sorts, he walked over to one the armed guards.

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Aaron was slowly beginning to come back into consciousness, he had no idea where he was. The last thing he remembered was Aniela facing off with him and then everything went black. He worst of all he didn't know where his clothing was, he scanned the room to find two men going through his things. Without word he got up from the table he was on and crept up behind the first gentleman, grabbing hold of his head and snapping his neck. When the second turned to face Aaron he was met by a palm to the nose, striking upward and knocking him unconscious, quite possibly even killing him. He grabbed his things, quickly getting dressed and getting out of the room he had been in, he now just needed to find a way out or at least figure out what this place was.

When the rifle almost impacted Ryan, a blade emerged from Anthony's chest. Anthony fell to the ground, fading into mist. Nixon stood grinning with a blade protruding from where his left ring finger should've been. "Right, I think the loss of my finger was definitely worth it for this thing! Well, kind of, it is a bit harder to write..." Nixon closed his palm and the blade sheathed itself, going back into a mechanism on Nixon's wrist. The vampire looked around at everyone, folding his arms. He looked inquisitively at Mason who was holding Pain, not understanding what was happening at all. "Uh, is this supposed to be a thriller moment of fighting people or the sad dreary part of the fallen lycanthrope girlfriend? That is his girlfriend right?"

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Anthony appeared out of the forest next to Zhalia, giving a slight wave. "Hi there, are you looking for someone?" Anthony pressed his hand on his chest and his form changed, morphing back into the trickster Hammond. "Well it may be me. Long story short I need some motivation for everyone else, and you seem to be a good candidate! Why don't we have a little trip together? Here, you don't even need to be awake for it!" Hammond opened up his sleeve and shot out sleeping gas. "You know this thing is very useful. And don't worry, your friends will come after you soon, of course after they deal with my illusions and we'll be long gone before then."

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The Manager looked away from his computer desk and smiled and Hebi came in and jumped on him. "Ah, there you are!" He exclaimed. The Manager's phone ringed but he ignored it, paying attention to his adopted daughter. His brother should be answering for him anyway. "How are you dear?" His work had increased dramatically after the event last year, but he still had lost most of his contacts. There had been no new shipments of humans and he was losing his guests. Fortunately, he still had a large amount of revenue and could keep himself and Hebi afloat for another two hundred years.

Mason widened his eyes in anger when he heard the voice of a being, one he didn't recognize, he was making jokes about Pain. HE was making jokes about his best friend, gently letting the wolf's head hit the ground he drew his silver blade, faking a strike forward only to switch his stance and fire his silver spear chain weapon toward the being. The silver blade found its way into Nixon's chest, embedding deep into it, Mason pulled Nixon toward him connecting his own fist to the supernatural's chin and sending him back a few feet. "Get up!" Mason demanded to him.

Pyotr's body ached as he was thrown into the huge holding area. He struggled to get a bearing on his surroundings, but the ear-splitting headache wasn't making it easy. Taking a look at the other prisoners that were with him, he could already see a supernatural. A lycan by the looks of it, as the fur obviously gave it away. Were they all supernaturals like the lycan? Were there any other hunters other than himself? He was unwilling to ask. Most likely hunters weren't exactly the most welcome party at the table. But it seemed almost everyone knew each other already, as most of them started to ask if everyone was okay. Other than the prisoners, the bars around the holding area that made up the cage would be an obstacle indeed.

He obviously wasn't getting out alone. But he didn't know he he could trust... more importantly, who was a supernatural, and who wasn't. There would be no way to tell from a glance. But, at the moment, he had other needs."Anyone got any damned water?"

Kaori

Kaori’s eyes opened as Daniel’s thoughts begun forming wisps of words in her head that came with the feeling of his own pain. It gripped at her in the form of a faint headache. Excluding the last year, over the years she grew accustomed to Daniel’s intrusions on her thought. She would always complain about how unfair it was, but now it seemed to be the only thing he had to signal that he was alive- she would have bet Kain was hovering over a dead young man if she didn’t draw closer in the first place.

With a quick inhale, she opened her mouth in means of mentioning this new feeling as she flipped her head to be able to gaze over the side of his neck and closed eyes. A few seconds later, she closed it after watching the pain and hunger starting to take over the vampire’s face. Her right hand lifted to meet his gripping the lock of hair, placing her fingers perpendicular to his fist to move his hand down gently, out of her hair as she sat up and glanced over to Kain. I think I should feel guiltier about kicking Kain, Daniel. I do on the inside, but it doesn’t really make it further than that. She smirks. It never did before….. Her thoughts seemed to be stalling for the incoming one, that was inevitable about his last thought…. Getting Kain and Alfons out if he didn’t last. She was so compelled to kick them both instead for giving up when they’ve came so far in the past three years, but instead she reached a gentle hand down to the vampire’s chin, embracing it between her thumb and pointer finger. Her heart lurched as she stared at the “lifeless” vampire- From his hair,eyes, lips…. If the vampire still kept his eyes closed, he’d see a shadow creep over his eyelids as Kaori leaned down to kiss him.

Just inches away from his lips, she shut her eyes painfully, opening and swallowed. Kiss him, kiss him Her mind chanted faintly as she stopped coldly in the middle of it, with her eyes glued to another human walking in the distance with a brick.
“HEY YOU!!” She shouted harshly, her brown eyes as dark as they could be, skimming over the human’s features. He seemed strong, stronger than the rest of them there. To her, he was currently a walking blood pouch. You need blood Daniel…and lots of it…. Maybe Kain can some how benefit from this. An evil smile skirted over lips, quickly bleeding into the most delightful one she could manage. All you need is one bite, Daniel. . “Come here please….I have a question. I can….help you.” She chimed in the most cheery voice she could manage, feigning (or faking) the look of concern. If you kill him, I hope you plan on killing me, aswell, Daniel.

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Delilah
Delilah’s world changed beneath her pads- the ground would slightly tremble as its surrounds above would warp, and form a place meant for no escape, or for anything to get inside. She spoke in a serious of foxlike sniffles and yelps through all the drama haunting the manner. The only thing that made her turn around at a dead stop was her mom’s screams. Her ears perked up as her eyes would widen, beginning to stumble around with aderline ravaging her body as Isaac requested her to grab guards.

She sprinted towards the castle in her kitsune form, covering more ground faster than she could as a human. Delilah paused next to Issac, leaping up once to skim over her screaming mother. Her claws would rip at Issac’s pants as she turned and left towards the castle. It was quiet easy to find a guard, as many were scattered throughout the castle grounds. She might have been only five, but realized that security was higher than ever; they didn’t even know about what issac and her heard coming. It sounded like a T-Rex to Delilah, smashing every twig and tree possible on its way.

Just 3 minutes later, Delilah returned to Issac and Danni with around half of the guards issac requested. One stepped forwards to Issac, saluting him. “Sir Issac, Sir!” The other four behind the black-haired higher ranking female stood at attention behind her, as still as a stone. They stood with such attention that if they were painted grey, they’d make a perfect, unmoving statue. Only the Black-haired female’s eyes would meet with Issac intensely. “At your service.” Suddenly, she turned to the others behind her, barking a few words (with ‘colorful’ language) at the guards behind her. Needless to say, one of the lunged forward and held out his arms to collect Danni from Issac. “Sir, to the infirmary with her?”

" Why don't you just ask me now?" Pyotr calmly got a bit closer to the woman who had quote, a "Question" for him. Her voice sounded cheery... too cheery. The bullshitting kind where you flaunt looks to get your way. It may had been the conditions she was in, but she reminded him of the grudge. Too much actually. The dame wanted something obviously. Pyotr just hoped he hadn't fallen into some sort of trap. She had some friends. He had none. A weapon would have been nice... a shard of glass, a large rock, shiv, anything that could inflict some bodily harm. Glancing at the ground, he found a small piece of brick. It wasn't much... but.... it was something. Quickly hiding it behind his back, he warily approached Kaori, hoping it wasn't going to go down with his guts all over the floor.

Over time it seemed that the regeneration was working as planned for the wolf-like beast as he regained his grip on reality about the time when Kaori was calling.over to Aaron. Taking a good look.at how Kaori expressed herself the lycan gave her a stern stare as if reminding her the message he hasn't preached for about a year now. It took a moment before he decided to vocally remind her the message. "Kaori... Remember what I and dying.for you two not to be." A slight smirk grew on the lycan as he still laid there, looking over at the vampire and the girl.

Alfons, on the other hand was on his back, wheezing and panting as his wounds still seemed to regenerate as a painfully slow pace, an obvious hint that.the silver was creating an influence his ability to resist poison could not suppress for the time being. His eyes were still shut but it was safe to assume he was listening to.his surroundings.

Ryan's eyes widened as the enemy disappeared, not being able to stop his run before Anthony seemed to appear directly in front of him, swinging the butt of the gun at him. He attempted to stop, swinging the arrow he had in his hand up at the arm only to see the man disappear, with another behind where the man had been. He grabbed his face as if he had been hit, checking his face to ensure that he hadn't been hit and the adrenaline had stopped it from hurting. He looked at his hand, seeing no blood and looked up at the others. I couldn't do anything... Mason lost his wolf, and the best I could do was become a distraction so someone else could do some damage...