The full-moon trickled its light into the cells in the Hunters Den.
The Cells wreaked of death and Unknown blood. A couple of Hunters had been set as guards, one set at either end.
Over the past hour the sound of chains rattling through the cells, followed by the sound of pained breathing before it slowly settled into snarls and growls.

One of the cells at the very start was directly in the light of the full-moon, much to the Guards amusement.
"Hey I think he's finally changing!" The guard down the end laughed, the other guard only laughed in response.
"Good, finally we get to see what we're dealing with." The second guard said before falling silent, leaning against the wall before he closed his eyes.

"I'm g...going to kill... both of you." A gruff voice echoed from the cell the moonlight flooded into. The figure tried to stay in what little shadow they had in the cell. The slow sound of bones clicking and grunts came from him, "J...Just wait..."

Time had seemed to slow down and the pain had not faded, she had been chained in silver a weakness to her kind and regardless of her being an original silver still held its affects. Iris had only just been moved to this new cell, the main base for the Hunters Den. They had made sure to weaken her before moving, to stop any sort of ‘funny business’ she may have caused.

Chains that burnt her wrists and they even went as far as to force her into drinking a watered down garlic concoction, needless to say she choked on the drink and felt her insides burn. It wasn’t enough to kill her but more to slow down any sort of fast healing process she may have. All she could feel was anger, how had she let herself be captured like this. What was in store for her? If the Hunters killed her then that would lead them to extinction. Being an original, pure of blood meant her kind relied on her not to fall into such stupid traps.

Hissing as she was pushed forward escorted by two guards, if she had the power she would kill them in an instant. “Go on, I’m sure he won’t bite.” One guard chuckled as he pushed her into the cell were a chained man was, bones could be heard cracking it only took a few moments for Iris to realise what they had done. Placed her in a cell with a beast whose instinct was to kill Vampires.

Red eyes did not leave the man as she watched him change, moving with what little speed she had she backed into the corner in the darkness. Hoping that those chains were enough to keep him at bay. Her own hands were bound in silver and there was little she could do in regards to defence.

The shadows seemed to twist with the man in the cell. His mind was hazing over; unable to focus too hard on reality as the bright moonlight sung in his mind.
A large pair of wings fanned out of the shadows, fanning up before flexing down to touch the ground. A low rumble echoed from the man...

A clawed dragon-like paw slammed on the ground as the sound of bones cracking finished, the stone floor beneath his force cracked; which caused the guards to step back.
One of them swore silently.
"Fuck." The other one whispered, "That is not what I expected."
"The boss mentioned he was something bad..." the first one said, looking to the second quietly, "God the Boss is gonna kill us..." Both of them stared at the deep golden eyes staring back towards the Guards.

The now beastman stepped slightly into the moonlight, his scales glinting quietly as he stared towards the creature in his cell.
His nostrils flared and his maw slowly opened, the sound to an alligator hissing echoed from his throat and through his maw.

She could feel the cool brick against her back as she continued to watch the change, if she had a working heart she was sure it would be hammering away from fear. Though her face gave nothing away, inside she could feel herself crumbling. In all her years alive she had heard tales of the Werebeasts, their mortal enemies but to come face to face with one. Not just a simple werewolf but a Were-Dragon. She had only ever heard tales of such a creature.

Iris tried to back away even more but there was nowhere to go, eyes did not leave the creature and she just watched as his nostrils flared. Wincing as he hissed she looked at the scale of the beast, they were no doubt sharp enough to slice her.

Wriggling her own hands in the chains she felt the burning sensation against them, using her strength she tried to pull them out of the chains. Silver broke and clattered to the floor, the smell of signed skin filled the room. Her wrists burning, blisters forming around the skin. Her usual healing rate hadn’t even started, she could not heal at the moment due to her weakened state and that fact it had been silver.

“Let me out of here.” She hissed to the guards, her gaze not leaving the beast. How in hell would she escape this cell?

The moonlight danced among the werebeasts midnight scales, his golden eyes transfixed on the Vampire in front of him, aa if he was contemplating what to do.
When she spoke to the guards his attention returned to those damned Hunters. Another rumble echoed through his chest aa he stepped forward with the other front limb; this time more tentatively than what he was with the first. His right arm had a distinct line of crimson running down the inner side, the faint smell of older blood drifting into the air.

The wings flapped once more, followed by a growl and a whine as the left wing seemed to fold back into a safe position. The beast was wounded... but what could have wounded him?
The beast looked to the Vampire again, what seemed to be like trickling fog etched from his clamped teeth before the feel of energy rushed through the cell.
For the guards, it all happened in a split second, a bolt of condensed energy shot between the two of them. One of them stepped back while the other one seemed to laugh.
"He's wounded. And weakened like you are. He's harmless." He said, looking to his friend, "I doubt he'll be able to do another blast like that. That took a lot of energy by the looks of things."

Iris caught the smell of blood, a distinct smell that she could pick up from miles away. Eyes narrowed as she tried to see what was the cause of his injury, why there was blood in the first place? Attention was caught once more when she watched him take a step forward, looking towards the guards. Feeling the energy within the cell she then saw the blast and how a guard had laughed at the beast.

“Harmless? How about you come in here and see if he’s harmless?” Hissing towards the guards she did not leave the corner, she was afraid to take a step and find herself harmed by this creature. Werebeasts could do a lot of damage to her kind and it was clear why, they were majestic beings of old which had its own ancient power. “Laugh all you want now but time will have its vengeance on you.” Her hands trailed against the wall trying to feel for any sort of weak point, a way to break out of her and free herself from this cell. Get far away from one of the only things alive that could kill her. She couldn't feel anything at the moment so she tried moving towards the another corner, back sliding against the wall with each step trying not to alarm the beast.

The guards only laughed, looking towards each other before looking back to Iris.
"He's weakened," One of them started, "Probably a bit disorientated; he probably doesn't even understand you're his enemy." He looked at his companion, "I'm gonna grab a drink, will you be okay?"
His companion gave a nod before he walked off. The remaining guard looked to Iris and the beast in the cage. He stayed quiet for a moment before he sighed.

The Dragonbeast moved again, swaying his tail before he stepped more into the light, revealing what had injured him.
A large metal hook stuck into the joint of his wing, causing it to be folded awkwardly off to the side, a steady stream of blood dripped from the underside of his wing. His front limb on the other hand had a large bleeding gash down the inside.

He let out a low growl as he stepped towards, the sound of chains clinking as he got to the end of the metal tether, another low growl echoed from his throat before he looked towards Iris again.
He stepped towards her but slipped, slamming his chest into the stone floor with a yelp and a whine. His eyes looking back to Iris, showing weakness- as if he was asking for her to help him.

She would kill the guards the moment she could, how dare they think that they could try to take on someone of her caliber. How dare they threaten her life with this beast in the same cage. However they were right, he seemed injured. Weakened and vulnerable, a side she had never seen from a creature before. Taking a step forward towards the creatures she held out her own hand towards him, like she would an animal to show she meant no harm. She had seen the hook, the glint caught her eye and she knew it needed to go.

Leaving that metal hook in would be bad for him especially as there was still a steady flow of blood pouring from it. Looking at the creature she kept her hand outstretched, the smell of burnt flesh adding into the mixture of blood. Her wrist had still not healed.

Thinking to herself it was safe she knelt in front of the creature, her hand gently caressing the head of the beast to show that she was not trying to hurt him. "Trust me" she whispered in his ear before she moved to the metal hook. "This is going to hurt..."

Fingers clasped the metal hook and in one swoop she tore it from the beast. It had to be done in one else it would be more painful but she was sure it would shock him. The hook dropped to the floor with a oous clang as blood splattered upon connection with stone.

When the Original Vampire came near him the beast gave a clicking sound, he was worried for his own safety as she stood beside him. He listened to her words, what little humanity was currently in his mind understood, but the beast side of his mind was scared and wanted to escape.
His breathing slowly when she gripped onto the hook, before he let out a loud roar as she tugged the hook out. He didn't turn to snap towards her, but his wings fanned out slightly before he moved his head to assess the injury.

The guard watched almost in shock, watching it all unfold. He wasn't really sure what to think anymore, these two species weren't suppose to be acting like this towards each other, he was surprised there wasn't blood shed, well... Not blood shed of either side.
He stepped towards the bars slightly, getting a better look at the hook that was dropped onto the floor.

The Weredragon looked towards Iris once he recovered from the wave of pain before he turned his eyes to the guard stepping forward, letting out a low growl before he spat a small ball of plasma by the guards feet, causing him to collapse down- he dropped his cell keys as he fell.
A growl came from the beast before Iris, his eyes moving from her to the keys as his tail swayed, now that the hook was off of his body, he wasn't tethered to the wall anymore.

Iris couldn’t help but watch the display of power, the plasma ball that made the guard fall to the floor with a thud. Keys falling and they were hers for the taking. Without even think she moved with speed, so fast that to the normal eye you wouldn’t notice. Not even giving it another thought she grabbed the keys and began to unlock their cell, if this species would turn on her then there would be trouble and she needed to get as far away from this place as possible.

The metal creaked as she pushed open the cell door, towering over the guard who was still on the floor mostly in shock over everything. Swiftly she raised her foot before kicking him in his place, bones cracking from the impact of her kick but it was just to keep him there and a little payback for the burns.

Looking behind her she watched the beast some more, she was curious as she had never seen such a thing before. Should she help it some more? Did it even need it now she had opened the doors for their freedom? Well the cell may be open but she had no clue what would lie for them up ahead. The contents of the drink she was forced to have earlier had to be wearing off, her wrists were slowly healing which meant in a good few hours she should be back to her full strength but it did raise more questions as to what kind of game these hunters were playing.

The large beast watched the Vampire attack the human, his maw twitching to what would have only be presumed as a smile.
The guard let out a yelp as he was kicked, moving to roll onto his side as he was kicked. He coughed and stayed on the ground.

The DragonBeast stepped forward, stepping towards the door before he flexed his wings towards the cell door, slamming them outwards to push the space to get out a bit wider.
He slunk out slowly, He let out a low rumble towards the Vampire.
He stepped towards her, his eyes focused on her; his tail swayed before he moved again.
He quickly grabbed her, moving in almost an instant. It was a rush to him, but he only grabbed her by her top, pulling her forward before he swung her onto his back, making sure to be wary of his healing wounds.

"We're getting out of here." A rumbled voice came from his chest. He looked around, his nostrils flaring as he tried to find a way out.

Iris felt herself be pulled onto the beast and gasped as she held on being careful no to hurt him in any way after his injury. It was strange the way she could hear his voice, the way it came out from him, but it didn’t feel real.

Her hand went to touch the injury, but she stopped, it wasn’t a good idea. Even though she was on his back and ready to escape they were still in a dangerous position. “I hope you know were you are going.” She spoke even though she was unsure on if he could fully understand her, she had so many questions and even though she was considered an ancient vampire this DragonBeast was something special. She had never seen one before in all her time, she had seen the usually type werewolves but never a dragon.

“I thought your kind was extinct.” Whispering her words to the dragon before her, all she had known was they were extinct but then she had been a little bit sheltered from danger. From threats that could kill her an potentially wipe out their kind.

The beasts ears flicked as he heard footsteps running down the hallway. His tail swayed before he breathed in quickly; sudden streaks of blue echoing over his scales before coiling down to the edges of his mouth, before he shot another blast of plasma at the wall.
The Plasma hit the wall square on, causing a large hole to break from the wall. The Werebeast shook his head and neck slightly, a rumble that sounded much like a chuckle from his chest as the Vampire spoke to him.

He crouched to fully get through the wall before he broke out into a full run as soon as he was through the hole, he ran away from the compound as fast as his injured body would let him.
It took about 20 minutes, but he was far enough from the compound to be comfortable to collapse onto the ground.
"We technically are." The Werebeast said with a chuckle, in terms of her last statement. "Well, I am the last of my kind. There are other werereptilians, Yes; but nothing like myself."

He let out a tired huff, moving his injured paw out from under his body. He looked at the Vampire. There was silence between the two of them for a moment, The WereBeast reveled in this moment' everything was peaceful for the time being, both of them injured and exhausted...

Iris felt the relief hit her when they were away from the compound, distance between them but she felt the creature stop collapsing from exhaustion. Sliding off his back she sat opposite the dragon watching him intently. “Well I must say; I’m impressed you haven’t had the urge to rip my head off.” Giving him a playful smile, she was only trying to lighten the mood, “We are meant to be mortal enemies after all.”

Glancing at the injured paw he had moved from his body she moved closer. Hands ripped the hem of her dress with ease creating a strip of material. Cautiously she picked up the injured paw in her hands and began to wrap the injury, it would help keep it in place and hopefully stop from any sort of infections. Plus, she didn’t know what kind of healing rate he had nor did she know if she could use her blood to heal him.

“Other werereptilians?” Questioning at his comment she was curious to know what other type of creatures were out there. "I suppose you are some sort of leader then? Like head of your species? If that makes sense of course." Feeling the cool breeze in the air she couldn't help but smile, she was out of that compound. Out of immediate danger, well she did not know what kind of danger she faced being with the weredragon but he had not shown any signs he would harm her.

The Weredragon winced as she tied up his injury, wanting to pull away but kept himself still.
"Heh, I'm stronger than those instincts." He said with a low rumble from his chest, "You are showing no hostility to me, so I don't need to waste energy on unneeded hostility towards you. The whole war between the races is stupid." He commented before he moved to tuck his paw back under his body now that it was patched up momentarily.

He listened to her speak with a small sigh, "I wouldn't say I'm a leader, no." He said, stretching his body slightly so he was sitting a bit more proper.
"I am one of the Strongest Werebeasts." He mentioned before he huffed, "Or so I've been told."
There was a moment of silence from him before he stood up properly, giving a stretch.

"Come. I have a cave not too far; It is covered and safe." The beast started, looking to the Vampire, "We can rest; we can heal and then figure out where we're going to go from there." He said, lowering his body as an offer to the Vampire.
She didn't seem too dangerous, as long as she showed no signs of attacking her he would be humble.

“True, I wonder what even sparked the war in the first place.” All she had known was the fact they were enemies, that hey should hate each other and that at all costs should avoid as they could die. It sounds all well and good, but it did raise some sort of confusion as it was hard to ignore teachings that had been instilled in her for quite some time.

“I can understand why the strongest, again, dragon.” Frowning she glanced around their surroundings before she caught him move again. Hesitant at following she reached her hand out but stopped, she felt this conflict almost. Noticing her own hand tremble ever so slightly she made the decision to get upon his back once more and follow. He was right, they needed to rest and although she was slowly starting to heal it did not mean she was ready to face off against another set of hunters.

“How did they find you?” She had her own suspicions on how she had been found but was unsure on if it was the case. Everything had happened in a sort of blur. Seeing the cave approach, she couldn’t help but sigh with relief, it felt like she would be safe to regain her strength before moving. Why had the hunters targeted them? “How did they know of your existence?” It was an unsettling question as she had no clue he even existed but some hunters had? It set her on edge.

"Something something Old friends turned enemies over land, money or a woman- Depending on where you hear the story." He said as he walked along slowly, he wasn't limping but he wasn't walking properly either.
His tail swayed as he walked along, his eyes scanning the trees and the shadows surrounding them.

It didn't take them too long before they reached a cliff face, large trees covering up the entrance to a small meadow leading into a large cave, which seemed to be decorated with strings of lights and straw against the floor.
As Iris entered on Drakes back, the spell that hung over the area allowed her in and allowed her to see how everything was.
"The Meadow is enchanted." The dragon stated, lowering himself as he got towards the cave. "Those who are not welcome cannot enter." There was a pause, "But since you've been welcomed in, you can come and go as you please."

He rumbled at her other questions, "I have no idea how they found out about me." He started, "I barely leave my meadow and only hunt at the dead of night if I need to. I worry a companion has been captured and interrogated. As for how they caught me..." His maw twitched slightly, his lips curling slightly, "They staked out until I went and had to leave for a hunt, stalking me before they got the large hook in my wing. They pulled away all of my energy as I tried to fight back, tying me up once I reverted back to Humanoid form and then they just took me to the compound."
He flexed his wings quietly as he sighed, "What about you? How is a powerful Vampyress like yourself stuck with these bastards?"

“Sounds like a thrilling tale.” Iris chuckled softly to herself as they reached the cliff face, glancing around she could see the trees which had covered up the entrance. The string of lights and straw against the floor fascinated her, it was oddly beautiful to see such a thing.

Sliding off his back she looked round the meadow, eyes curious as she took in all the sights around her. An enchanted meadow? This was beautiful, having this place to call home and sort of protected. It was much like her own manor that she herself resided in, it was protected from onlookers and only the most trusted was welcome inside. It sounded very similar; she had been caught whilst out feeding. “Similar story, I was snatched whilst my defences were down and hunting.” Sighing heavily, she thought on it more, “I got cocky, thought my next victim was clueless. Turned out to be a hunter.”

Looking away from him she took a few steps into the meadow, she had never seen a place like this before and it made her question where they were. “The moment I tasted their blood I knew I’d been tricked; my reflexes had been weakened and they made sure to keep it that way.” Glancing back towards him she had a curious look upon her face, “So you have a human form too? Can you transform freely?” There had been rumours that some creatures needed a moon to turn.

Drake laughed softly, "Then we share something at least, cocky hunters. We all have our flaws of course." He said before he looked at her as she mentioned about his humanoid form. His tail swayed gently before he nodded.

"I can transform freely, yes. But the moon still dictates at least one transformation." he said before he walked towards the cave, "I should be able to change back now." He glanced to the horizon, before he moved into the cave and out of sight.

There was a moment of silence before the sound of bones twisting echoed around. His shadow twisted against the cave wall before silence echoed again.
Drake's shadow could be seen moving to grab a few things before the man walked to the entrance of the Cave.
He hadn't had time to get fully dressed, but he managed to get pants on, and he had a shirt in his left hand. He shook his head slightly before he moved to pull the shirt over his head and torso, covering up the scars dotting over his body. He winced at his hand and his back.

“Sometimes we can let our guard down when we think ourselves as highly dangerous and that we can’t be touched.” Thinking on his words about how he could freely transform did impress her, it was interesting that he was not confined to the moon cycle. Well at least one day was.

“How’s the injury?” Asking softly as she leaned against the wall for support whilst she watched his every move, even though he had not been threatening in any way she was still concerned that at any moment he could snap and cause her harm. “So, what’s our next move? I don’t think we will be safe until we know what those hunters want, and why they are chasing us down in particular.” Glancing back to the entrance of the large cave they were residing in she let her thoughts wander on what had happened, it had been slightly confusing but at the same time she was worried. There were humans who were powerful enough to bring two ancient creatures into captivity, sure it hadn’t lasted long but at the same time they had managed it. They could get better, stronger and who knows if they could escape next time.

“I’m not sure about your kind but if an ancient vampire is taken down it takes down the whole lineage just like that, gone.”