Grant Holiday

with

Piper Lance

Grant breathed deeply while his mouth hovered over Piper's neck. He held her shoulders and took her scent in deeply. Damn that scent was intoxicating, how had he ever lived without it. Grant pulled back though, and walked over to the other side of the room. He smiled.

"Hmmmm. I wonder though. I would love to kiss your neck, but I dont know if I can. Your words, containing mistrust and suspicion, have wounded me ever so.

Piper looked at him and looked as if it didn't bother her at all. "Okay, I'll take a nap, I'm tired after all that running. She stripped off her clothes and climbed into bed and covered up to her waist laying on her stomach.

Grant blinked in suprise, caught off guard. While he was tring to be....more outgoing with Piper, he was still the same Grant Holiday at times. Grant took his clothes off as he walked over to Piper, and stood in front of the bed with one knee on it.

"Oh so your sleepy? Are you sure? There is......nothing else you want.....to do?"

Grant grinned slightly.

Piper rolled over onto her back and glanced up at him. "Well I did but someone changed his mind." She smirked at his nudity. She knew he was messing with her so she decided to give him what he wanted. She moved so fast he had no time to stop her had he wanted to. He found himself suddenly on his back on the bed crossways and she was sitting on him. Piper looked at him as she moved her hips against him and held his hands above his head. "I win." She reached down and kissed him.

Grant kissed Piper back was still held down. He was new to being held down like this, and always thought when this happened to him for the first time, it was because a job went sideways and he was being interogated. But he didnt mind it. Grant moaned as Piper moved against him, and smiled.

"My love, for you winning may mean something significant but when you win I also achieve victory. For you to win truly, you will need to be slightly more......innovative."

Laughing, Piper said, "I need to be more innovative. Well...I could tie you up and blindfold you and then turn lycan and see if you can handle loving me in that form." She smirked.

Grants eyes widened. He became slightly nervous.

"I-I....I did not mean that. You know what is insane? I am a master assassin, employed by some of this worlds most feared people, and yet I only become nervous when you speak to me. You drive me insane."

Grant broke free of Piper's restraint, and in one quick movement he held Piper by her waist and pinned her on her back. Grant kissed her neck, and nibbled slightly. His fangs slightly dragged against her.

Piper had not expected any different. She chuckled and said "Only you my love." PIper let him control all of their love making this time and she enjoyed herself immensely surprising him as she did.

Piper was still concerned and when they were finished she looked at him and said, "You know I have to leave though don't you?I have to go far away."

Grant looked concerned as he held her in his arms. "Why?"

"Because I killed people. The humans are going to be hunting me down. I don't have much time, especially if they are still using anyone from "Soldier" they can hunt me by scent." Piper held herself close to him and said, "I have no choice this time. I need to go into hiding far away from here."

Grant sighed slightly, then shrugged.

"Ok. Where do you think we should go into hiding? I have a few places we could go, I have a few connections that could get us secure passage anywhere. Or if you want we could get new identities. Believe it or not getting fake identities is easier and cheaper than you think."

Piper stared at him a moment and said, "What about your missions and your masters and then there is Dracula himself after me now. Who is going to help protect Nora and Rick? It's really quite a mess. Aren't you supposed to be after this Sascha person? You can't just up and leave with me."

"Now you know me better than anyone, so you know for a fact that I hate speaking unelegantly. But all those fuckers can burn in eternal damnation for all I care. My masters plan is almost at the end, Dracula will die soon, Rick is my spawn so I am not too worried about him. My vampiric lineage is full of survivors. Nora.........Rick can protect her if she even needs someone to protect her. Love is a powerful motivator. And with Sasha.....well she was Dracula's mission for me. Now that he knows things he shouldnt, I see no reason to continue that mission."

Grant kissed Piper ferociously. Then broke apart for a moment.

"I may need to stay around a bit longer, but you could go ahead of me and when I am done here I can join you. Or maybe we could leave together if business here gets wrapped up soon. Either way, why would you think I would ever leave you? You are my one and only, my true love, the woman I have let into my heart and given a small look into my soul."

Piper's eyes softened. "I know all of that but if I stay even a little longer than is necessary either Dracula will manage to get a hold of me or the humans will. That is why I have to go wolf for a while. I'll blend in better and I can hide easier. She saw the look on his face. "It's not forever and I will still be able to sense you. "Please don't give me trouble on this. I'll still be around.....just less visible."

Grant shook his head.

"There must be another way. There has to be. I am more well read most any human, and almost any vampire in the world. I have knowledge at my disposal that most people could not even dream of, and I have an almost photographic memory. There must be........some way. I just......"

Grant looked defeated.

"I worry. I cannot help but be consumed by fear when we talk of things of this nature."

"I know, I'll be around but he won't be able to find me and neither will the others. Only Nora and I believe our sensing will still work with each other as well." Piper held him tight and kissed him. "I'll see you soon. You can bet that I will be watching you." Piper looked him in the eyes and she shifted into her wolf form and ran to the door and hit the handle and ran out of the room and out of the house leaving Grant on his own for now.

Grant became immensly sad, but threw up his emotional wall. He had to be logical. At least she could not be used against him now. Grant got out of bed and found his phone, He had work to do now.

@wick@ojo chan 42@blackpanther@mrzerkon

"I would be lieing to you if I said I wasn't use to the nauseating smell of cleaning supplies and multiple other chemicals in which humans use to cleanse themselves with to hide the dirt on their conscious. I guess in the long run I have been around too long in this world, some things change but most things stay the same."

Rohar looked up at the sky silently as he could see the sparkles of stars, sniffing silently his nose was still filled with the nauseating smell of chlorine and bleach. Hospitals... he hated being in them more then he hated being inside of a landfill, and that was a long story all on its own. Looking sideways the man was looking at him with questioning eye's, with another sniff Rohar got a good whiff of a rather familiar scent, he had not noticed it before amidst the blood and smell of burnt flesh and the human cleaning chemicals.

"I bet life was rather tough for you considering what you are, I did not notice it before, but now that were in the fresh air again your smell is unmistakable. If I had to guess I would say that you were cast from your pack soon as they found you had turned into something more then just a Wolf. Its sort of ironic isn't it? We as Werewolves often preach about family and blood, it being thicker then all else, yet one little thing can be more then enough to force you into exile."

Rohar laughed lowly to himself, not in a funny sort of way but more of a pitiful sort of way as he looked at the man. He did not know him but he felt like he had more in common with a stranger then he did most of his own kind. He had the same look one had when they had been alive too long and fate had not been so kind. That or maybe his brothers wisdom talk was addling his brain and making him feel like there was a connection when there wasn't one.

"My twin brothers a Vampire, so I know the feeling of your own kind turning on you better then most do. Its just ironic how that one little thing I mentioned can change everything. I use to know the feeling of running with hundreds of my kind, we hunted together, lived and died together, went through hell together... and in the end it all amounted to nothing, all because of one little thing... either way they are dead now and the past is the past. Forgive me I am old and the memories seem to haunt me more now then they used to, my brother Dantis often tells me to use my brain more then my brawn, but I find it easier to just not to think of the past. I don't want anything of you my brother, I just wished to know you were safe, even removed from my pack I still have a undieing need to ensure any of my kin remain safe. One of the things that never change.

Rohar turned his attention from the Werewolf and walked a short distance before stopping turning he looked back one more time knowing his kin was safe and sound and that was good enough for him. He could conclude his business and return to his brothers side now. He was relieved in a many ways.

"She is beautiful by the way, it is a pity that she had to come to harm, I don't know of what happened to her or you but I gather it involved that fleeing vampire whom appeared shortly before you did. I am not the smartest in the world, that is what my brother is for, but even someone like me even from such a short time can see your feelings for that woman... such a thing is not meant to last in my eye's... but I hope for you that it does, keep her safe brother, there is enough turmoil in this world. My name is Rohar, and know that if the need is greatest I will help you all you need do is ask."

Rohar jumped from the spot finishing talking and landed a short distance away with a thud, going into a full sprint he disappeared around a corner and was gone.

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"Your out of your damn mind old man, there is not enough money in this world to make me accept such an contract, I would not risk anything in the world for such a job."

Dantis sat silently within the rather furnished office of his associate, an older human male who looked like he had been through hell more then once, and seeming he was a retired hunter from the dark ages the guess probably wasn't that far off from the truth. Dantis face was in a rather half amused and half serious look as he started the old man down.

"Think about it Dantis, this is the opportunity of a life time, I am willing to offer you millions to do this one job. You and your brother would be set for hundreds of years to come, you could practically retire from the mercenary business and live secluded somewhere far away from others as you have always desired, safe from the horrors of this world.

"But at what cost? This is no simple job your offering me and my brother, it is a death sentence. We have taken down some of the worst of the worst in both the vampire and the werewolf cultures. We have fought side by side in two different wars involving both our kins, were decorated leaders on our respective sides... but not in a million years passed would I ever accept this mission even if it did give me the chance to leave this mercenary life style for good. This foe is beyond all others, this is true evil not just some murdering lunatic, or some new blood on a frenzy. An you better then anyone would know that... besides no one has even heard or seen him in years, for all anyone knows he is gone for good."

"Wishful thinking but my sources inform me that he is back, I can feel a darkness in the air Dantis, just like all the times before and I have a feeling its going to be worse this time for everyone. The blood moon is already nearing and with it brings a terrible omen, who better to end this threat once and for all then you and Rohar?"

Dantis stood up shaking his head, turning from the old man he refused to hear anymore of this crazy offer, walking to the door he placed his hand on the knob with the intention to leave but the next words spoke stopped him from leaving, rather froze him in his tracks.

"If money does not interest you alone, then how bout immortality for your brother?"

Dantis slowly turned his attention back to the man with questioning eye's, there was no lie or it seemed like no lie in the mans eye's.

"Lets face it Dantis, I have known you for a long time and Rohar is your Achilles heel its not hard to see. As much as it pains you, your brother is not immortal like you and one day will die like all his kind does if it be by natural causes or not. Seeming he refuses to become a vampire to spare him from that mortality, it is a reality you will face in time. Its not that you fear this contract for your own life, but rather for his. But I could offer you an alternative, a spell ancient like time itself that will give him lasting life just like a vampire without having to become one."

Dantis slowly returned to the chair against his better judgement and sat down silently looking hard at the old man, his face was contorted in subtle anger from the topic brought up. He did not like to think of the time when his brothers death would become a very real possibility. It was the only thing in this world that truly frightened him, knowing that when it came he would be alone and there was nothing he could do to change that.

"How?"

"The spell dates back to the beginning of time, it is the only know spell to be known this far into the civilized world. It can give whoever it is cast upon eternal life beyond life without ever becoming undead. Unfortunately it requires something, something that one can not so easily get to complete it. Long ago there was one man who became a vampire, it was said that he was the first vampire to ever exist, he was not bitten but he was turned by the devil himself, as punishment for sins he could not avoid, the ultimate sin. He drink from a well of evil that transformed him into the evil of all evil, and in doing so this spell became reality, the well of evil that transformed him is the same well that flows through his veins, the only known actual spring of everlasting life. His blood holds the key to true immortality."

"Blood, the spell requires his blood to work?"

Dantis stood up silently with a downtrodden look on his face, walking to the door he placed his hand on it intent to leave without saying a word, but his brothers face came into his mind. Images of him dead and buried seemed to play through as he swallowed a bit harder then intended.

"He is pure evil, it is said he can't die, that he has powers beyond that of any other vampire. He is eternal and no one alive has ever layed eye's upon him and lived to tell of it. I do not wish for my brother to die, and I would rather spend what time I have left with him as apposed to possibly losing him now, but in my heart I know that when that day comes I will die with him because there is nothing left in this world for me when he is gone."

Dantis closed his eye's and sighed heavily knowing what he was about to say would probably be the end of him and his brother, but the reward if they succeeded was beyond money and power, it was a chance to keep his brother with him for the rest of all time. Dantis turned and faced the old man with a grim but determined look.

"The money and the spell that is my fee, give me the power to keep my brother alive forever and money so we can leave this hell and live in peace and Ill do it... I will hunt down Dracula... and kill him."

@Wick@blackpanther

Double post

@Ryker Rohrer@Ojo chan 42
Vladimir nodded to the werewolf and a faraway look developed in his eyes. "it has been a long time since even speaking to a werewolf. It was so long ago" he looked sideways at the wolf and tilted his head. "The pack I came from was of the type that each had the others back. Being in Russia made it even more so" he shook his head and cleared the thoughts.

Vladimir gave a small knowing smile before nodding. "It is odd to hear brother being used for me after so long. Thank you" he watched him walk a ways away before memorizing the wolf's scent. He nodded in appreciation. "I plan on protecting her with all my being"

He then nodded when the wolf gave his name. "My name is Vladimir. I thank you again. It's been a long time since I've been considered kin"

When Rohar left Vlad made his way back inside and nodded to Jean. He stood close to Sasha.

Grant Holiday

Grant changed, and walked out of the manor fully clothed. He wore his basically all black ensemble, dress pants and shoes, his long sleeve collared shirt with his black vest, and a blood red tie. His hair was long and shaggy but clean. Grant pulled out his phone and listened the message his master had left him.

"My apprentice, the time is right for the my plans to be set into motion. We have waited a long time you and I, for our revenge to be carried out. Soon Vladimir Dracula shall feel the reckoning of his own consequences and there shall be nothing he can do about it. The next step in my plan is simple. I believe your former master recently gave you the task of collecting information from a young women. Retrieve it. It shall be very valuable to us. The reason being is that this women has unknowingly found the whereabouts.....of a certain women by the name of Angelica. You must locate this women. Be warned she is a young vampire, and is very hard to locate. Impossible without the information that the women you need to find has."

Grant sighed and ended the voicemail. He had a suspicion who this Angelica women is, but he put that aside for now. Grant pulled out the number Rick gave him and called Sasha. He recieved her voicemail but left a message.

"Miss Sasha, my name is Grant Holiday. You do not know me, and you would have never have heard of me. Let me tell you a bit about myself. I passion for literature, world peace, and blood. Also sometimes the death of my enemies. At one point the Vampire Council was my enemy.....well now it is half of them are. I removed my enemies from the position of existing, on the council or in this mortal realm. I hope I have your attention. Speak of this to no one, and let no one over hear. I need to speak with you of matters most urgent."

Grant gave her the address of a local coffee shop that he enjoyed.

"Please meet me there as soon as possible. I will be waiting. Also if you could bring any documents regarding any of your vampiric investigations or regular research over the last few months I would most appreciate it. I understand this may be very strange but O, I swear not by the moon, th' inconstant moon,
That monthly changes in her circle orb,
Lest that thy intentions prove likewise variable.
Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,
Which is the god of my idolatry,
And I’ll believe thee.

Grant hung up and coughed slightly. He did so adore Romeo and Juliet and could not help quoting them, even if he switched a few words around. Grant travelled to the coffee shop and waited patiently at a table outside the shop.

@blackpanther@ojo chan 42@ryker rohrer@wick

Nora rolled out of her bed and read the note Barkley handed her as soon as she hit the first floor. She looked up at Rick and said "Piper has gone wolf and left." She sighed and said, "At least she will be far from here. Grant will focus on the task at hand. Now if only you could have gone with her and saved me the agony of worrying about you." Nor looked around and knocked on Ben's door. "Ben! Come out here. I need to speak with you."
@mrzerkon

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Piper ran and ran. She was headed East. To all others she looked like a wolf or to those who didn't know, she looked similar to a Siberian husky just a little longer and with more brown than black in her fur. She was safer this way. She ran for a long time. She needed to get to one of the packs or at least far enough away that it would be difficult to find her. She really had no idea where she was going to go. She rolled in the mud while it was raining to minimize her scent. When she got to the outskirts of one of the big packs she had to wait at the edge and ask for the leader of the werewolf pack. Upon meeting him they both telekinetically spoke as wolves do. He was not keen on helping to kill Dracula. He called her insane and said she was asking to get herself killed. Then as most pack leaders did he demanded she submit to him and when she refused him he attacked her.

Piper had feared this might happen and was ready for him. She was a lot stronger than she looked because she was a hybrid. The male wolf was not aware of her vampire half and she responded with a viciousness he was not counting on and when she tore his throat out and he fell she snarled at the rest of the pack. As their new leader she watched as they all submitted to her as their new leader by bowing and laying down to her. Piper had not wanted to become the leader she was much more interested in finding help. Piper walked into her new position and she knew that she needed them but she needed someone else too. She had heard of them before but from another werewolf not long after her first full moon. Piper chose a second in command and left him in charge til she got back and she headed East again.

@Ryker Rohrer

Dantis slowly sipped on a glass of chardonnay as he sat silently alone in a large room, the room was made completely of wood and was circular almost like a tower. The room was filled with various items including but not limited to various bookshelves filled with old books, tapestries of old origin, a large antique desk from a quite earlier era. A huge fire place made of white and black marble adorned the middle of two bookcases, a fire was roaring in it. The chair in which Dantis sat was ancient as well, from an earlier European design, across from his chair was a more crude but way larger chair, it was probably the most newest and only modern item in the room. The chair was positioned in front of the fireplace, the flames seemed to lick it with shadows, it was made with fake leather, Rohar had called it a lazy boy or something like that. It was some kind of recliner the humans used, it was Rohar's bed in most definitions of the word. Dantis thought of Rohar sleeping in it and it made him saddened, Dantis hated that old human but his words were always formed out of truth and honesty. An these words had cut deep this time, reality was often hard to face and that was not just for humans to suffer but also for those creatures of the night who had made it this long, this far without ending up dead.

When he was younger Dantis has never considered much that his brother was mortal, in fact like most Vampires he was foolish in believing that Werewolfs were immortal like Vampires were. Although back then their bond was not so strong as it was now, sure they had been together a long time but that was not always so, at least as far as anyone knew. Once upon a time neither brother knew the other, they were born into a world that separated them at birth. No one knew but them, knew the truth of how their friendship began, no one knew that once upon a time they were pitted against each other in a war that barely any remember. That their mother and father had used them like pawns in a chess game to their own ends. The Nalor's history was bathed in blood and deceit, and Dantis and his brother were born into that world. But they survived it, they weathered the storm, and two brothers once mortal enemies, now lived as brothers far from the life they were forced to live through lies and manipulation. Dantis looked at the chair, a huge blanket was covering part of it hanging onto the arm and draping the floor, a memory filled Dantis's mind as the world swirled on him changing into an event long past.



Europe
Battle of Bloodmoon
1250 Years Prior

The air was thick with the stench of blood, decay, sulfur, smoke, and most of all the smell of burning flesh, the red moon in the sky shined down upon the bloodied country side. Bodies were scattered all throughout the grassy knolls, many humans lay dead their blood forming and endless river of red between each and every body that seemed to cling close to the others. The bodies were undiscernable now, none would tell them Werewolf or Vampire apart. In the distance a massive war raged on in the dead of the night, various ferocious howls were echoing throughout the countryside, steel against claw could be heard, mighty roars combined with angry yelling. One Vampire stood amiss the carnage his sword piercing the chest of a Werewolf. Dantis's eye's were cold and lifeless as his blade stuck deep into the chest of the Werewolf in front of him, its snarl was but a whimper now as the silver blade was turned sickeningly sideways ripping the Werewolfs heart in two. The beast slowly transformed back into a human dieing instantly. Dantis swiped his sword arm down letting the beast fall sideways to the ground.

In a moments blink of an eye he disappeared from the spot as a Werewolf launched down on the spot to grab him from behind. Reappearing behind the beast he brought his sword back and slashed the creature straight in the back opening its fur and skin like it was thin paper. The Wolf howled in agony as he brought his other sword foreward and slammed it through its back peircing its chest from the front, with another sick crack the sword flew through the Wolfs body as Dantis got close, his voice was bated with cold hatred as he spoke.

”Your quick but I am quicker mutt.”

Dantis let the wold slide forward off his blade, the human body smacked the ground as three more Wolfs approached Dantis, they growled at him, their teeth bared, glistening red in the moonlight bathing down on them. Dantis swished his sword sideways letting the blood fly from his bloods hitting the bloodied grass. He stood defiantly daring the mongrels to attack him, without much hesitation the Wolves launched from their spots and attack him together. Dantis leapt from the spot and flew through the air, launching his leg forward he struck the first Wolf straight in the face knocking it ten feet away with a hard crash to the ground, the two remaining Wolves brought their claws down upon him one from the left and the right. Dantis raised his blades at the same time blocking the attacks, the sheer strength of the attacks brought him to his knee's but only long enough for him to bring his blades down, the metal scraping against claw made a shrill ear splitting noise as Dantis hit the ground and spun in a fast motion, his legs smashed into both of the Wolves legs knocking them off their feet. Dantis quickly looked up as the third Wolf launched through the air to land on him, spinning his lower body Dantis slammed his swords into the ground and lifted himself by their handles, jumping into the air he landed a short distance away just as the Wolf landed where he had been.

Dantis threw one of the silver swords, it slammed directly into the Wolfs head, the silver blade went through its mouth and out the back killing it instantly. The other two Wolfs got back to their feet angered by their brothers death, the howled loudly and launched from the spot. Dantis wasted no time running forward, he charged them head on only to jump at the very last second when they would have hit. Landing behind the stupid beasts and thrust his sword forward and struck the Wolf on the right straight in the chest, bringing his leg forward he used the dead wolfs mass and lifted himself upon the blade bringing his foot crashing into the other Wolfs face knocking it sideways, it went crashing to the ground hard taking large amounts of dirt with it. Dantis landed his feet back on the ground removing the blade in one swift motion, the Wolf transformed back to human dead before hitting the ground. Dantis turned his attention to the Wolf he kicked, walking as if he had not a care in the world, he grabbed his second sword from the other Wolfs head and strolled to the third. It was whimpering as it was barely registering where it was. Dantis slammed his swords into the ground and reached his arms down grabbing the Wold back its neck dragging it up. The Wolf struggled but it could not escape the Vampires grasp, bringing his hand up Dantis grabbed a side of the Wolfs neck. Ripping sideways he took out a piece of its neck along with the fur and sunk his teeth into the Wolfs neck taking in the blood. Drinking deep he brought his hands sideways against each other and cracked the Wolfs neck in one sick move letting it fall to the ground.

Dantis removed the swords from the group licking the blood from his lips, looking ahead six Wolfs set their eye's on him. His face contorted into a huge bloody grin, his eye's filled with the lust for more, putting one sword forward he waved it back towards himself motioning for them to bring it on. With a mighty howl the Wolves launched forward, Dantis moved from his spot as well, however the sudden monstrous howl brought him to a halt, the very earth seemed to yield to the mighty howl that had come from behind the other Wolves in front of him. Dantis narrowed his eye's as a new adversary entered the fray, the Wolf was black as night and very large, it stood almost three feet higher then the other Wolves, its body was heavily muscled, its eye gleamed yellow unlike the orange of the others. Looking at the Wolfs hand a Vampire was clutching, trying to free himself from the claws which were digging into its neck. The Wolf lifted the Vampire up slowly, with a sickening crunch the Wolf crushed his throat, then throwing the Vampire in the air the Wolf slammed its paw into his chest and lunched him forward. The body landed a few feet from Dantis.

Dantis looked at the Wolf hatred in his eye's, that was nothing more then a show of strength to that black furred beast. The beast walked forward, the other Wolves seemed cower away, this was no normal Wolf, this was a leader. Dantis felt the surge of excitement, this had to be one of the Four Wolf leaders who lead the others, yes, yes, his very air was chilling and the others feared him. This night Dantis would fell one of the fiercest of the Wolves, launching from his spot he disappeared not waiting, it was time for blood! Dantis appeared again quickly behind the black wolf, launching both swords forward he went straight for its back to take it down, however he was shocked when the Wolf turned around and caught both of his swords in its huge black paws. Dantis struggled to pull his swords free as the Wolfs hands sizzle from the silver blades. Baring its fangs, Dantis felt himself lift up as the black Wolf moved his swords with him on them through the air. Dantis twisted his body to try and free his blades, but the Wolf was too strong, he was forced to let go and flew back sliding across the ground. The wolf threw his swords in two different directions, the blades glistened in the moonlight and disappeared from sight from the strong throw.

Dantis bared his own fangs in anger of losing his swords, letting his blood rage get the best of him he launched from the spot and jumped into the air running at a fast pace. His feet would have struck the Black Wolf right in the jaw, but Dantis was shocked when he felt a heavy black paw strike him directly in the head. The world went black for a couple moments as the strong blow knocked him hard into the ground, he slid almost twenty feet or more before coming to a stop. Dantis slowly reached his arms up and placed his hands on the ground, he lifted himself and then fell back down hard on his face. That blow had been worse then as if he had been hit by a stampede of bulls. There was no denying it, that was one of the Wolfs main four pack Leaders, no other could be so strong. Dantis lifted himself up again, this time getting back to his feet, turning his eye's became fuzzy but cleared again. The black wolf had not capitalized, it was probably enjoying the moment, Dantis spit blood from his mouth, his own blood that was. Cracking his neck Dantis moved towards the black Wolf but cautiously this time, the Wolf did the same, they started to move in a circle with each other.

”I know you... your Rohar, the Black Werewolf General, one of the four Packleaders. I realize that now, your strength can not be denied any further. But it matters not, before this night is out you will give me your blood and I will crack your neck like the many countless others of your kind.”

”Dantis... Vampire General of the Blood Order. You die... now.”

Dantis cocked his head, the black wolf spoke to him... Werewolves were capable of speaking? This one knew him which meant their happening upon each other was not left up to chance but fate. Dantis however had no intention of Perishing this night or any other for that matter. Dantis moved his feet forward, time seemed to slow down as he moved forward towards Rohar, the Wolf changed direction and came at him, within seconds both of them hit each other full force. Both Dantis and Rohar grabbed hands interlocking fingers both with the intention of overpowering the other. Dantis felt his hands go back with a crack, he screamed angrily, the Wolf was too strong, his body was lifted up over the Wolfs head. Using his weight against the Wolf Dantis pulled himself down far enough and brought his leg into Rohars head knocking himforward. Dantis felt his hands release as he hit the ground, with one painful sounding crack he popped his hands back into place and ran forward, Rohar turned quickly toawrds him as Dantis slammed into the Werewolfs stomach try to tackle him. Rohar was pushed back his feet dragging against the ground leaving huge skid marks from his huge paws.

Dantis screamed angrily, Rohar grabbed him on the sides as he launched his fists into the Wolfs stomach trying to cause damage. Rohar growled angrily from the pain, Dantis felt his lift but he quickly pulled himself down with his own weight, launching forward he broke free of the Wolf grasp on his sides and rammed his entire shoulder into Rohar's stomach. Backing up only slightly he did it again, and again, and again pushing Rohar back with each blow. Around the sixth blow, Dantis felt a hard bony blow to his back, Rohar drove his elbow straight into his back knocking his straight to the ground. Dantis yelled in pain as he felt a large hand grabbed him by his arm, his body lifted into the air against his will, the blow stunning him, he felt himself smash the ground, his body lifted again and he was thrown through the air again smashing the ground on the other side. Dantis felt himself lift again, his body flew once more but this time Rohar released his arm tossing him bodily through the air, Dantis smashed the ground sliding to a halt ten feet away.

Dantis moaned angrily feeling the ground shake nearby, looking up Rohar was coming towards him and there was two of him at that. The Wolf was massively strong, stronger then Dantis could ever be, he would not win through a show of brute force, not this time. Dantis gripped large chunks of dirt in his hand as he pounded the ground in frustration. Rohar suddenly towered over him, ready to administer the last blow to end him, the Wolf raised his clawed hand to slashed Dantis out of this life, at the last second though Dantis brought his hand up and took the dirt with it, hitting Rohar straight in the eye with the dirt the Wolf howled angrily backing away rubbing at his eye's. Dantis jumped to his feet, launching into the air he brought his leg up and did the strongest flying front kick he could must striking the Wolf straight in the jaw. Rohar's body was lifted off the ground as a crack sounded from Dantis's leg, landing on the ground Dantis yelled in pain as the kick alone had broken his leg. Rohar slammed the ground and slid only a couple feet his massive size keeping him from going too far. Dantis knew he was done, there was no fighting Rohar and winning this night, the Wolf was too strong and he had underestimated Rohar's strength and ability. Rohar slowly shook his head regaining his feet slowly glaring at Dantis.

”This isn't over Wolf, I will be back and when I do, next time Ill make sure you die!”

Dantis got to his feet feeling the pain shoot through his leg, turning he quickly jumped high into the air and disappeared into the waning darkness of the night.

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Dantis recalled the memory as if it had happened only yesterday, that had been the very first defeat he had ever been dealt his entire life as a Vampire. Rohar was strong and lethal with his body and he had failed to see that before it was too late to do anything about it. It was almost funny how now they joked around like they had never been enemies before, but truth was they had been mortal enemies long before in what seemed like a whole other life. Dantis looked up silently as his brother Rohar trickled into their personal getaway, with a heavy slump the big lug went straight for his chair and fell into it practically letting the footrest go up.

”Your Werewolf friend okay Rohar? You were gone for a good while, you missed the contract meeting.”

”Yeah he was okay, the girl I think was more hurt then he was. I arrived at the meeting location but it was empty so I figured I had been late and you were already here. So did the human have an interesting contract for us? As much as I love this underground domicile, it would be nice one day if we could have separate rooms and also living underneath a crypt is rather depressing even for me... even one as remodeled as this one.”

Dantis down the rest of the wine in the glass and sighed heavily, this was going to be hard to explain and he already knew how Rohar would react. Dantis quickly poured himself another glass, the coming days were going to be hellish for them both.

”We got a new target... so please just hear me out before you say anything Rohar..”

Piper had only ever met this wolf once and then only briefly so she was hoping she would be able to remember his scent accurately. She went to the cemetery on the outskirts of a small town. She could only hope it was the one she had remembered. It had been a few years. She caught a scent she recognized. She followed her nose to a tomb that was locked and she grabbed the lock and yanked it off with one hand smashing it to bits. She entered the tomb and followed her nose a little more and moved a cement statue inside the crypt and an opening underneath the casket's resting place. Piper went down into the dark and followed the passageway to a door. She opened it and entered the dimly lit room. Once inside she stared right into the eyes of the wolf she was looking for. He was in human form.

"Rohar?" Piper said transforming into her human self. She was still covered in dried mud and she was of course naked. This is a normal occurrence for the wolves but not for vampires and she was not used to worrying about her nudity anymore. She looked into the eyes of the wolf she remembered and she nodded to his brother. She made the mental note that they looked very similar. Piper said "Do you remember me? It was only a few years ago when you turned me into a werewolf."

Piper reached out and put her hand gently against his face and said, "I need your help," she looked at Dantis and said, "your's too." She ignored the vampire's discomfort at her nudity. "I need you to help us kill Dracula. He wants to make me his new pet/girlfriend/ eternal lover whatever you want to call it and there is no way I can do that."

@Ryker Rohrer

Rohar sat silently in his chair, he was no longer comfortable in it though, Dantis had taken the last ten minutes to relay the meeting he had been too and the contract he had accepted. Rohar silently got up from his chair as crossed his arms standing in front of the fireplace, he looked into the fiery embers as they burned. He did not know what to feel or think at that moment, his feelings were mixed heavily on the fact that they had been contracted to kill Dracula. In one sense he had always wanted to take down Dracula, even back when he was a new blood he was often regaled with tails of the Vampire that could never truly die. In the Werewolf world that was the ultimate test of the strength even though any who had ever actually faced him never survived. But beyond his past desires to best such a foe Rohar was also feeling frightened at the aspect, fear was not a common thread with him, but the truth was he has no idea what kind of powers such a Vampire has, it was not like facing any normal foe. He did not fear death, at least not his own but Dantis on the other hand... that was a death he did fear, he had to face facts, he had nothing else in this world to hold onto. His pack was dead, he had killed them with his own hands many years ago, and this alone had turned him into a virtual terror in the Werewolf world, no Werewolf dared to trust him nor did they dare approach him either. He was just as much of an outcast regardless of who he may have been in the past.

”No... its not worth it Dantis, I do not need immortality, death... death is one of the only things I have left thats mine.”

”How can you choose death over life Rohar? Don't you understand? If we do this you can live forever and you don't have to become a Vampire or anything else to accomplish it. We can leave this all behind and finally find peace in some far away place.”

"No... I can't Dantis.. we would lose.."

"Not together! We could beat the tides Rohar, we have done hundreds of times, thousands! We are stronger then ever! Just come with me brother, one last time, and its all over, no more..."

"No! God damn it don't you understand Dantis, don't you see whats so obvious before your eye's or are you so blind that you can't see what is happening to me?!?"

Rohar turned on Dantis screaming at his brother in anger, Rohar flipped his chair over effortlessly out of frustration, he turned away letting his eye's divert to anything but Dantis. His voice became strained as he spoke the next words, almost sad in a way at the same time.

"I am not like you Dantis don't you see that? The years fly by and you just become stronger, your a vampire, so age only serves to make you more lethal but I am a werewolf... age does not make me stronger.. it only.. makes me.. weaker. I am alive Dantis, my body still ages while yours does not, my strength is waning, my body is starting to ache. Have you never noticed me slowing down? Have you never noticed how we use to be the same in speed but now I fall behind? Have you truly not noticed that... you have become stronger then me now?"

Rohar walked to the chair, flipping it back over he slowly sat down in it, his eye's became transfixed on the flames again as a sadness was glinting in the orange orbs. Closing his eye's Rohar fought back the tears building up in his eye's not wanting to cry in front of his brother.

Dantis was silent after his brothers words ceased, his eye's diverted to the floor in shame, had he truly been so stupid that he had forgotten that Rohar was truly aging right before his own eye's. Dantis did not know what to say, it was very rare to see Rohar so saddened, to see him be so human. The sudden intrusion however broke him from his thoughts of Rohar as a Werewolf entered the room with them. Rohar and her seemed to lock eye's from the moment she entered, the Wolf slowly transformed back into a human female, her body was bare and covered in mud. Dantis looked between her and Dantis as she approached his brother, nodding to him she asked Rohar if he remembered her.

Rohar said nothing as he took in the young girl, her features we familiar to him he face and her eye's burned into his memory as she approached him. He felt her hand gently touch his face, his face became quite downtrodden when she spoke of the reason why she had come to them. Rohar slowly stood up as he placed his large hand over her's, gently he removed it from his face as he spoke.

"I remember you, I would always remember you Piper, and I wish.. there was anything I could do, but I can't help you or Dantis in such a task. I have to go, I need to think somewhere alone, far away from this place."

Rohar turned as Dantis got to his feet calling his name, Rohar ignored his brother and continued on down the hall disappearing up the stairs, Dantis sighed heavily as he looked at the woman, Piper he believed his brother had called her. He made sure now to look too far down, he was used to naked bodies but they were usually male and they were usually dead most of the time, so this was rather a shock to an old vampire heart. That did not matter though at this point, what mattered was Rohar leaving.

"Your coming was at a bad time my dear, I don't even know where to begin in this case, I wasn't even aware that Rohar.. transformed anyone recently.. this is all.. new to me. Please take Rohar's blanket and cover yourself with it I am used to nudity but thats mostly dead Werewolves and that was many years ago. Rohar will come back, its better that he have time to think alone, in the mean time we can talk more about the reason you came here searching for him. If its not too much to ask, could we start from the point where you meant Rohar?

@Wick

Piper's heart had soared with hope when he recognized her. Those hopes were crushed when he said he couldn't help her and left. When Dantis asked her to cover up she grabbed the blanket Rohar had left on the chair. She wrapped it around her and tucked it so it looked more like a sleeveless dress.

"Of course. It was seven years ago. I was in college and I had left a party a little too drunk. I remember everything getting blurry when I was picked up and slammed into a wall. Apparently a vampire had gotten the idea that I would make a good snack and Rohar decided otherwise. During their battle I got mortally wounded and he bit me to give me the healing powers. After he bit me and I healed up he stayed the night with me, explained about werewolves and told me if I ever needed him he would be here or in the area." Piper blushed. Piper ran her hands through her hair and detangled some of it as she spoke.

"If you guys don't help me. There will be a lot of bloodshed that is not necessary. There is a group of vampires and myself and we are intending to take Dracula down." Piper thought about Nora and told him. "My maker informed me that Dracula is our vampire grandfather." Realizing she hadn't explained that part yet she backed up. "I forgot to tell you that part. Two years after Rohar turned me I was also turned by a vampire so now I am hybrid. I am much stronger than others give me credit for."

Piper looked at the door Rohar had gone out of. "How long do you think he will be gone? I think I should go after him." Piper was upset and said, "Nora has been Dracula's lover for centuries. Now that he is back and found out that she moved on during his absence he is looking at me to take her place and ..." Fear was obvious on her face. "I can't do that...he is pure evil there is just no way."

@Ryker Rohrer

@BlackPanther@dabombjk

Sasha smiled as Jean Sat besides her and they made some Smalltalk while Vladimir was away, talking with his kin.
"that reminds me Sasha, here your phone. You left it at the house" Jean said as he gave the small black device to her. Sasha let her finger slide over the screen and saw that she had a Voicemail message from a unknown caller. Once the caller revealed that he was a vampire Sasha stopped the Voicemail and looked at Jean.
"go get Vladimir please. And mom and dad could you please give us some privacy. This is work related"
"Sure honey, we can grab some coffee this way. Come darling" her mother said dragging away Simon from his daughter's bed. Then Vladimir entered the room just when Jean went to find him.
"sweet come here, I have gotten this weird Voicemail and I need you to listen it with me" She spoke as the Voicemail got repeated.

"so now what, a new trick from Calis? I won't get you go" Jean spoke stern as Sasha smiled sad .
"as curious as I am, even I know that moving right now is very stupid. Why won't you go Jean?"

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Jean walked into the cafe mentioned by the vampire caller. He had given Vlad a walkatalkie and had put a earpiece in his ear so he and Sasha could listen to the conversation. Her parents werw in a hotel at the moment, visiting hours were over and her parents had left. The nurses had tried to remove Clad from the room but to no avail, he was a head taller than most of them and above all he a waking tank in comparisonto them.

Jean looked around him and searched for the vampire. He was easy to spot and Jean walked to him shove the chair at his table backwards so he could sit on it.
"swearing by the moon O Romeo? Unfortunately Julia could not join you tonight. I am here in her place. So tell me, what do you need her for. And no jokes kids, we are already on edge seeing as she was attacked not so long ago. Give me a reason to think you might harm her and I will personally kill you" Jeans words were spoken friendly, yet the last part was spoken with the calmncalmness of a true assassin, Jean knew he could kill, he had done so before. His entire attitude was like that of a master assassin watching his potential prey.

Grant Holiday

Grant almost laughed out loud. If this strange man thought he could intimidate him, then this poor fool was much dumber than he looked. Grant sized him. He could tell that he was deadly, no mistake about that. And if he was here then that means that Sasha trusted him. It was weird to hear she had been hurt, but that was not of import. Grant needed her knowledge, and sending some one else in her stead may have costed him precious time he could not afford to lose. Good thing he had taken precautions already. Grant had left many traps in around him that this man had already walked into, so even if he was able to evade them and kill him he would not live for much longer than that. This man may be good, but he was better.

Grant had been sitting up straight, eyes open but lost in thought when the man walked over to him and started talking.

"Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart. All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages."

Grant closed his eyes and put his hands together on the table he was sitting at.

"I wished to speak to Miss Sasha, and have need of her greatly. I request to be taken to her, if my request goes unheeded then so be it. You may walk away."

@ojo chan 42@blackpanther

@Ojo chan 42@dabombjk
Vladimir raised a brow as he listened to the voice mail. "cocky pup" he then crossed his arms. "I am opposed to either of you going but I think with us listening it should be okay" that and Jean was a trained killer. He gave Jean a hard look. "if you need help say so and I'll be there."

When visiting hours they tried to remove him. He simply didn't move. His arms crossed and a brow raised when they tried. Though he did accept the spare shirt they had. Apparently he was distracting. He listened as Jean spoke. "I could eat him. I haven't eaten a vampire in a very long time." it was good to hear his humor was back. "anyway Jean since we don't know who created him we don't know his racial abilities...watch for any ticks in case he uses something." small known fact many vampires have a small motion they don't know they do before they use their ability. It's hard to catch and not many hunters know or even teach about it anymore.

In vlads case it's his eyes. He listened as the vampire pup spoke. "Bring him here. He can't do much in a small environment and I take up a lot of space" a look to Sasha. "Unless you wish not to" there was curiosity in his eyes. He was forming a plan.

Ben Winters
Music

Ben had decided to made his residence upstairs, since he didn't wish to get involved, unless Grant gave him some sort of signal. He saw this like a chess game. Each piece had its own functions and moves it could make. However, it was up to the player, in this case Grant, which piece he moves and which mot. Until that, the other pieces stand still on the board. He was now just a piece, waiting to be used. As much as he hated this situation, it was nice to get in action from time to time. This way he helped new fates to arise. Yet he didn't want to create them his own. He wanted to merely help them arise. It was up to Grant, Nora, Piper or Dracula to give rise to new timelines.

He then heard knocking on his door. A familiar voice was heard. He smiled, as he walked to the door and openend it. "What's the matter Nora?" he asked calmy.

@wick

@BlackPanther@dabombjk

Sasha O'Neill&Jean Belair

Sasha looked back into Vladimir's eye's and slowly nodded.
''I do not know what it you are planning Vladimir'' She spoke while stretching out her hand to his. ''But I trust you with my life, so as long as you are here I will be fine'' Sasha pushed a button on the walkatalkie and talked to Jean.
''Jean, he can come over. Vlad said he'd protect me and I personally am curious as to how he has found my private number''

on the other side of the line Jean nodded as his eye's were still glued to Grant. There was something about this vampire that made him stay on guard. The kid looked like he could not even harm a fly, but Jeans experience told him that it was often the opposite. ''Alright Sasha, I will bring him over'' Jean spoke, pressing his earpiece.
''Sasha is in a place that I will not yet reveal to you'' Jean did not revveal the place for the sake of winning time. If this man worked together with Calis than getting every minute they could get would mean a change of survival for Sasha. They could gain time by taking him there without Grant knowing the destanation. He would not be able to call upon any uninvited guests. Jean stood up and guided Grant to the silver BMW that stood outside on the street. Gawd had his missed his car, Jean was glad to have it back.
''Do step inside kid, I will drive you to her location''

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Jean parked his car in the parking lot of the hospital and walked/ sneaked into the hospital seeing as visiting houres were over. He enterd the room and nodded to Vlad.
Sasha looked at Jean and the unknown man that entered.
''Good evening mister Holiday, I am Sasha O'Neill. You wished to speak with me about something''

Grant Holiday

Grant smiled softly and stood, then walker over and right before he stepped inside the vehicle he spoke.

:So are you determined to call me "Kid" or are other names available? Such as Grant. Or Mr. Holiday. Either is more acceptable then Grant. Oh also here."

Grant pulled out of his pocket a small napkin and handed it to Jean.

"You have a small cut on the base of your neck. I would be careful I were you. Even a "Kid" can understand the world is filled with dangerous people."

Grant smiled at this, for he was the one who cut him. He had done it when Jean was talking into his earpiece. Grant had wanted to test the vampire, and he was sure he would have blocked it. It was not a serious or deep cut, in any way shape or form. There was nothing deadly or poisonous about it, Grant had simply used his vampiric speed to use his fingers to snap, hitting a small piece of glass he had strategicaly placed on the table before hand. The small shard was sent flying, ever so slightly cutting Jean on the base of his neck as it was sent flying. He had done it so slightly, and so quickly he did not blame him for not noticing. But this confirmed it. He could outwit Jean if necessary, although in a straight fight he was sure he would lose. While he did not intend to hurt him, he had expected a worse cut. That did not bode well. Grant sat in the car patiently.

@blackpanther@ojo chan 42

"I can't say that I blame you in worrying about such things. Even other Vampires are weary of Dracula none the less those that he is interested in for one reason or another. Werewolves I guess don't worry about him as much because like Vampires the Werewolves have a feared icon too, but Rohar would know more of that I. You unfortunately have the distinction of being both which puts you in a new category that once upon a time was unheard of. But your strength and abilities... I do not believe it comes from being a Hybrid, I am positive it has certain things to do with it but if you would indulge me and talk to me instead of running after Rohar, it would be better and I could help expand your knowledge on certain things pertaining to the likes of Dracula, and the ever illustrious Dark Werewolf which has no name. It would help you to understand what Rohar is going through, I say this because Rohar..."

Dantis became silent for a second as he seemed to hesitate about his next choice of words.

"Rohar is going through something at the moment and he needs time to deal with that... alone. Trust me I would like to help him, but unfortunately there are some things we must settle on our own. An being as my brother is the one who Sired you I would believe the bond that you both have would make you more then curious. Your safe for now, I do not discredit Dracula's abilities but I don't believe he is going to find this crypt. please sit.

Dantis got up from his chair and approached a portion of wall that seemed to be bare and void of anything in particular, reaching out his hand he pulled pushed in the wall and pulled aside a fake panel to reveal what appeared to be a large freezer. Opening the door it was filled to the brim with what appeared to be many stacked bottles of a red substance, grabbing two of them they were icy cold to the touch. Closing the panel back up he returned to his chair and offered one to Piper.

"Its not what your probably thinking it is. This is a special drink I make for me and Rohar, as we choose not to harm humans it is rather hard to live without the added benefits in which come from human blood. So this drink is a mixture of donated blood and other various ingredients that keep us strong."

Dantis popped the cap off the chilled drink, cold air rushed out of the bottle as he took a drink from the bottle letting the red liquid quench his undeniable thirst. Replacing the cap he set the bottle down beside him on the floor and looked at Piper silently before speaking.

"Being as your a fairly new Werewolf before I say anything, are you at all knowledgeable about bloodlines when it pertains to Werewolves and Vampires?"

@Ojo chan 42@dabombjk
Vladimir sat beside Sasha. He had his eyes closed and his arms crossed. In this state he seemed to be sleeping. The reality would be more of he wanted the vampire to think him as a non threat. It's was a ploy that when done right gave Vladimir the advantage.

The way he sat even seemed to make him less of a threat. His arms crossed with head slightly tilted down. It looked like it would take a good amount of time to get out of that position....which would be wrong. He would stay like this until he determined the intent of the guy. If there was no evil intent then he would be able to introduce himself. If there was then he would be able to kill the vampire pup. He couldn't let Sasha get hurt again....he wouldn't be able to handle it.

Piper shook her head. "Not really, I know that Dracula's bloodline runs in my veins and because Nora is my maker and Rohar is my sire they are kind of my parents so to speak and I am tied to them. Nora can summon me and I would think that there is a way that Rohar has some way to contact me but to my knowledge he has never tried to."

"Wait...Dracula is not Nora's maker, he is her maker's maker so if he can summon her ....can he summon me?" Fear in Piper's eyes became very apparent. "Oh no, if he can make me do what he wants...oh my god!" Piper's heart raced so fast she was concerned. "Please Dantis, he could make me do things and hurt people."

@Ryker Rohrer

Grant Holiday

Grant walked inside with Jean, keeping his gaze straight but his senses open. He did not know if he was being led into a trap or not, and while it seemed like these people were of the trust worthy nature, he took no chances. He did not live through everything he did without being slightly paranoid. Jean led him to Sasha's room, and he stood there as Sasha greeted him.

''Good evening mister Holiday, I am Sasha O'Neill. You wished to speak with me about something''

Grant looked at the women and was slightly suprised to find her in her current state. Things must have happened recently that he had no knowledge of. He looked over at the man sitting next to her, and he tensed slightly. Even from here he could this man was not one to mess with. Grant had prepared no traps in advance in this room or building, and could leave none as he walked through the building, so if they were to fight right now he had no doubt he would lose. The man may be trying to seem asleep, but he knew the position well. He had used it himself many times over. If this man if he determined he was a threat he would pounce on him before he realized it and tore out his throat. Grant could smell the vampiric disease within the man. All Grant had on him was some wire, and dead mans blood in a syringe. He could kill him if he was able to hit him with the blood, but that wa sa very very big if.

Grant shook his ever so slightly and focused on Sasha. "Good to meet you Miss O'Neill. My name is Grant Holiday and I come to you with an urgent request. It seems that in your travels and findings you have stumbled upon an ancient vampire. She is......precious to the vampire known as Vladimir Dracula, my former master. Her name is Angelica Neal, and she is part of the key to killing Dracula. Which is why Dracula, before I left his servitude, ordered me to kill you Miss Sasha."

He could feel every muscle in everyones body in the room tense and the bloodlust was kicked up ten notches. Grant sighed and held up his hands.

"No it is not my intention to harm you, or even attempt it. My true master only wishes for me to retrieve the information."

@blackpanther@ojo chan 42