Constantly hiding from hunters? How about just getting away from those pesky humans? Maybe you’d just like to have a great time without taking any precautions? Well come on over to the Hotel of Supernatural, where the Manager will be sure to fulfill all your necessary needs! With monthly human shipments, the hotel offers every kind of luxury. Hunting, partying, servitude, and best of all are the meals! Sign in today with a human included for free for first timers!

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The Manager stood in his office, watching the new ad his marketers had created. He figured it was nice and straight to the point. Best of all was that his workers knew where to put these ads and even disguise the hidden message so simple humans and even hunters wouldn’t notice it.

All kinds of supernatural flocked to this fortress of solitude, and he protected them as he promised as long as they followed his rules. Those who didn’t...well they didn’t really like staying here anymore.

A voice at the intercom quickly spoke, “Sir, the new shipment just arrived. The count is as expected and there may even be some extras later today.”

The Manager tapped the intercom and replied with, “Good, the new surplus of guests will be quite happy. If there’s any issues contact me immediately.” Tapping the intercom again the Manager walked over to his desk and reclined in his chair, putting his feet up and whistling an upbeat song. It was good to be back.

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Rand awoke in his cage before the others did, shaking his head and remembering he was in a cage. He didn’t know how he forgot, this happened to him every morning for the past three years except during a couple of the hunts. Ever since the hotel came back in power, Rand had been a prisoner here once again, barely surviving each new guest that requested him.

Looking around, Rand noticed that there were bodies in all the cages now. Another shipment, forgot it’s been a month now, he sadly thought. But this will end the same won’t it? Most of them will be dead or insane by the end of the month and I’ll still be here. Well me and the few others. Rand watched one of the bodies next to him rise up, flinching as he realized that he was in a cage. The boy breathed quickly, his head darting around and finally fixing on Rand. The former hunter was used to this, he had witnessed this at every new shipment.

“Where am I?” The boy inquired, shaking.

“If I were to tell you you wouldn’t believe me,” Rand said, leaning against his cage and staring at the ceiling.

“Will...will I get back to my family?” The boy asked nervously.

The question made Rand laugh, but he cut himself short before it got strange. You've been at this for three years now Rand, don't go mad now, the former hunter thought.

"What's your name?" Rand asked in a darker tone.

"M-matrim," the boy replied unsteadily.

"I'm sorry Matrim, but this is the place you're going to die."

Waking up in a cage was a new sight for Broby. "Ugh.... I was either drugged, knocked out, or very, very drunk. Where am I, again?" He looked over to see many people in the cage with him, each with their own face of fright or confusion. All of them except for a guy that looked like he had some experience with him. "Hey, you. Am I at the hotel or is this a different slave trade?" Broby asked the guy (Rand) while still shaking off the grogginess from being unconscious. "If this isn't the hotel, could you please point me in the direction of it? Should have some sort of ominous presence or strange creatures wandering about it. Unless people couldn't see the hotel, in which case I am making no sense to you."

Edward was sitting in his chair, just sitting there in thought. He wasn't quite sure what was thinking about, now that he actually thought about it. Well, he then realized it didn't matter all that much. He then realized that he was just bored, so he walked to the button on the wall to order a human, "Manager, I would like a human. I don't have any preferences right at this moment. I am just bored." Dutch watched from the corner, and sighed. "Another human to be tortured by this psycho' he thought, he wished he could do something, but he knew he couldn't.

In another room, Xxen was also going to order a human, "Manager, I would like a hunter if you have one. These regular humans are starting to get to easy to break, I would like more of a challenge."

Darcy entered the hotel, not knowing what to expect. What she saw amazed her. She had never heard of a hotel for the Supernatural before, and everyone knows she couldn't dare try to get a room at one of those human hotels. Darcy walked up to the check-in counter.

"How may I help you?" The secretary asked. "I--uh... I'm looking for a suite..." Darcy replied. The secretary turned to her computer, analyzing it for a second. "Ah, yes. We have several available. 204, 309, or 337?" Darcy looked up as if her answer was written on the ceiling. "Uh... 337's fine." The secretary smiled. "Okay, here's your key. Your room is on the twentieth floor. Have a nice stay!" She handed Darcy her key. Darcy thanked her and went to the elevator. She rode all the way up to the twentieth floor, amazed at how tall the building was. She stepped out, found her room, and opened the door.

Inside was a nice little living room area with a flat-screen TV and a leather couch, and it also had a little kitchen area with granite countertops and appliances. Her bedroom had a queen size bed covered in soft pillows, and it also had a master bathroom with a shower and bathtub. The suite contained two bathrooms: The master, and one linked to the living room. She even had a balcony with curtains so she wouldn't have to endure the light all of the time. Wow, Darcy thought, I could get used to this. There was even a little pamphlet that included details about the hotel and the layout.

Kate

“N-Nixon…The t-town….”
Those are the exact three words Kate remembers saying before her next three years became a mixture of confusion, misery, pain, and too many cold, metal bars. And it was those same three words she’d repeat every morning she would stir from her heavy sleep. Her mind was a toxic concoction of insanity, memories, mixes with a little bit of sanity. This is what the hotel has gifted her, over the years they had tasted a sweet escape which always ended in failure.

Kate was lying on her back in the cage, the weight of an elephant seemed to be pressed upon her chest. She smiled weakly at the conversations that came from others as they too, arose from their sleep.
“Rand… Don’t forget to tell him that this is the place he’s going to live too. All life ends is death. You might as well enjoy the walk to your grave instead of standing at its foot, waiting for the Earth to swallow you whole.”

Her voice was gentle and easygoing, her hazel eyes would dart beneath her eyelids a couple times before they would finally open to the dim room, angled towards someone she’d never seen before (Broby). “Hotel that does slave trade. Trust me, the only way you want to be pointed to is the exit.”

It was dark... And cold and lonely. Yun-Hee grumbled as she slowly sat up, her head leaned on the bars of the cage. Where was she? She mumbled some inaudible phrases before rubbing her eyes and staring out with her left. Her oddly colored hair fell off of her shoulder and covered up the right side of her face, one could say she looked like a horror movie antagonist.
"Where am I?" She muttered, her Korean accent somewhat thick, though her words could easily be made out.

Yun-Hee listened intently to the ongoing conversations. Slave trade? No, that couldn't be it, this wasn't what she signed up for. She placed her hands on the bars of the cage and stared at the others, most seemed to be aware of their predicament. Her deep blue eye(her only good eye) widened as she grew to the realization that she could never be returned home again. Her fate was sealed, and now her life is in the hands of another. Yun-Hee pushed herself back and sat in the middle of her cage, curled up into a small ball, her long hair scattered around her. "This isn't real..."

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Kate“N-Nixon…The t-town….”Those are the exact three words Kate remembers saying before her next three years became a mixture of confusion, misery, pain, and too many cold, metal bars. And it was those same three words she’d repeat every morning she would stir from her heavy sleep. Her mind was a toxic concoction of insanity, memories, mixes with a little bit of sanity. This is what the hotel has gifted her, over the years they had tasted a sweet escape which ended in failure.Kate was lying on her back in the cage, the weight of an elephant seemed to be pressed upon her chest. She smiled weakly at the conversations that came from others as they too, arose from their sleep.“Rand… Don’t forget to tell him that this is the place he’s going to live too. All life ends is death. You might as well enjoy the walk to your grave instead of standing at its foot, waiting for the Earth to swallow you whole.”Her voice was gentle and easygoing, her hazel eyes would dart beneath her eyelids a couple times before they would finally open to the dim room, angled towards someone she’d never seen before (Broby). “Hotel that slave trade. Trust me, the only way you want to be pointed to is the exit.”

"That's where you're wrong, miss. The only way I want to be pointed is to the Manager's office so I can repay a three year long debt. Then I'm going to kill every ghoul, ghost, demon, and monster until I get bored." Broby replied to a girl who had told them more about where they were. He smiled wide, knowing that he had reached his destination. "But first I have to find my sword. Any of you know where they keep prisoner belongings, or are you all new here?"

Jamie awoke to the smell of rust. Groaning, he lifted his head off his shoulder to hit it against something hard. He moved his hand up and pressed it against something hard, a ceiling? Jamie shook his head, "No, I can't be here.. I was just on my way somewhere with mom and dad.." he couldn't hardly remember what had brought him here. Once his vision adjusted to the dark, he could make out bars in front of him. So he was in a cage.. Nice.

Jamie grabbed the bars with his hands. "What the hell? Let me out! I've done nothing to deserve this!" That was a lie, but technically he hadn't done anything to deserve this.. but Rodney did.

The brunette jerked his head over to the left, where he heard voices come from. "Who are you!? Let me out!" He shouted. Jamie didn't like this, not one bit. This couldn't be happening. Jamie rarely left the house, no one came around him, he didn't know anyone! How could these people want him?

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Devin had been in his suite/lab. A dead body on his dining room table. He had been experimenting on one of the dead bodies that the manager had graciously supplied him with. He didn't mind the smell, he had been around enough dead bodies in his life he had gotten used to it. Now, he was yelling at the body before him to rise.

"Come on, you stupid human! Get your spirit ass into your damn body!" Devin had yet been able to raise a dead human, though he excelled at raising any type of animal. They had simpler minds. With a sigh of defeat, Devin turned on his heel and walked into his living room. His sister was already there, sitting on one of the couches.

"Any luck, little brother?" She asked him.

"Technically I am older than you now. But no."

"Better luck next time?" She was smiling.

Devin nodded and grabbed his staff. He walked over to the button the manager had told him he could press at any time he wanted a new human. Maybe this would be a good time to study the humans. How their mind worked. Yes, this would be perfect.

For the past three years, Devin had worked for the Manager. Whenever Vlad fell out of power, he migrated to qho had the most power. And that was the Manager.

Pressing the button, he began to speak. "I would like to have a human sent up to my suite. Preferably female."

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A laugh came from the fanged mouth of Elijah Woods. A young girl before him begged for her life, as she had been for the past fifteen minutes. But Elijah simply didn't care. She was his, he owned her. "I'm sorry, love." In a matter of milliseconds, he had grabbed her head and pulled it back, baring her neck. This was the young girl's fear, death. He knew it. He knew everyone's fear. He smiled before he bit down into her porcelain neck.

Sweet, crimson blood filled his mouth, and he greedily drank it until she was dry. When he finished, he dropped the girl's body as if he was disgusted with it.

He turned on his heel and left his suite, brushing his suit off. Normally he'd make a bigger mess, but he couldn't afford to stain his new suit.

He was heading towards the manager's office. He was feeling in the mood for a hunt today, and wanted to set it up manually. Maybe he'd have a job when he went down there.

Kate, Cages
A heavy sigh erupted from the blonde female, her hand extended from her side and gripped the metal, bringing a red color to her strangling fingers as Broby’s words continue. Idiot. Her brained summed up her feelings of the man in one word as she sat up abruptly, her eyes skirting over the man as if he was already dead- she whispered to him. Instead of calling him such, she would politely try to elongate his stay here

“Your first mistake is vocalizing your plan, so they can hear you. If you want to kill everyone here, be my guess but you need a supernatural on your side. Trust me. I know, I’ve learned. Make whoever you get become fond of you, or fall in love with you. See if it is your desire, together, to rebel. Some choose to stay, and live peacefully. You need to be turned.” She shakes her head as recalled memories of Nixon flood her head. Oh yeah….Where is he? Kate stares at Broby for a couple of seconds, the moments of compassion in her eyes of her memories, obsolete. “You will find your weapons in the armory, if you are lucky. Sometimes your new….companion will have them. Lay low…” She points him at a direction,”Or go that way, to the manager’s office, if you wish to meet your doom.”

Noise from the other cages had irked the girl somewhat, having already gone through this phase. She would leave them to swallow reality, as she had a long time ago.

Jamie heard something about supernaturals? Oh geez, he was really going crazy wasn't he? The brunette shook his head, furrowing his thick eyebrows. He had also heard something about a manager? Maybe he was the one who put Jamie here.. Jamie would get payback. But, he knew he was completely useless here. He was stuck in a cage, until someone decided to come along and kill him and the others that surrounded him.

But he still hadn't got his answer, he had asked about these people. Who were they? But he had gotten no answer. Jamie knew he was going to lose it. It always happened when he was stressed, he would see dark creatures around him. They would have long elongated teeth and not just one set of them, three. They had red, glowing eyes that always peered into his very being. Every time they came, Jamie could only scream. Sometimes he would be paralysed by his own fear and say nothing. But there was always that one time where he would close his eyes and shut them out, that was what he wished he could do at all times.

"Who are you? Why the hell am I here?!" He asked again, raising his voice higher.

'Your here because you did terrible things, Jamie.' a voice sounded.. right next to him.

'Yes, awful things. Remember, Jamie?' another voice said, this time on the other side of him.

Despite being startled, Jamie did not say anything. Instead, he gripped the bars until his knuckles turned white. He could ignore the voices, he had done it before, he can do it again.

"Tell me, please! Who are you all, and why am I here?" He called, ignoring the voices inside of his head.

"La donna ЁЁ mobile qual piuma al vento, muta d'acc...ento e di pensier, e di pensier, e... e di pensier..."

Ivan stepped out of the shower of his suite on the twentieth floor and smiled at the wall in front of him. He turned to the small speaker that was playing Pavarotti and shut it off. Still whistling the tune of the song, he turned to the towel rack and grabbed one of the white towels, wrapping it around his waist and stepping out of the shower promptly after. Once he had made it to his drawers, he dropped his towels and quickly slipped on a pair of black boxers and his guard uniform pants.

It had been three years since Vlad had dropped from power, and since Ivan went to work for The Manager. He hadn't heard from or seen his old boss and friend in ages. Although he didn't mind working for The Manager, things just weren't the same. There was a steady supply of people, many of whom he had personally tortured, hunted, and fed from, but it was a bit lonely. He couldn't go to his boss' office at the end of the day and chat and laugh like he had done with Vlad. He could leave the hotel any time he wanted, but it was so secluded from everything else, there was really no point. He wasn't head of security, or co-head of operations like back at the complex, and that bothered him. He liked being in control. Nevertheless, he made due with what he had.

Vlad looked down at the intercom and pressed the talk button. He was in the mood for a little fun and feeding before work. "Manager. This is Ivan. I would like a female human before I start work, if you don't mind."

Carter arrived to his room, setting his briefcase down and gave a quick look before flicking his hand to have the briefcase fly over to his room. The demon sat down, scrolling through a list of services and finally decided on giving a go for a human. "Let's see how this turns out," he mused as he pressed a button to request one.

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The Manager looked at several of the requests and forwarded most of them to the automatic service but made sure to give the preferences. Several cages started rattling as requests came in. Broby's cage shot off to the right and ended up in Edward's room just as Kate's cage dropped down and was delivered to Devin. A few seconds later, Yun-Hee's cage was sent up above to be given to Ivan and then Freya was sent to the right to Carter.

Rand watched the cages move in various directions then looked at his own cage as it shot off. Not again, he thought. Hopefully this time he would be able to take advantage of the supernatural who ordered him. Already thinking, Rand assumed this was a specific order for someone who had been here for a while, or maybe even for a hunter. That wasn't good, unless this was another hunt. Rand braced as the cage arrived inside Xxen's room. Hopefully this wasn't someone who was ordering a snack.

Matirm shook as several people in their cages were suddenly gone, flying through doors that quickly opened and closed. He listened in on the other conversations and shouts, not sure whether to speak or not. The other boy next to him had really scared him saying that he was going to die. It wasn't the best intro to this place. Attempting to calm his mind, Matrim starting tapping on his cage in four quick beats and repeated over and over again, each time slowing his breathing down.

Xxem smiling as his hunter arrived. He decided first to test how advanced this hunter was, if he was particular new or just bad at this job, he would just toy with his mind till he didn't have one left. If he was more skilled than that, he would do the same, but it would be more fun if he was. "Since you're a hunter, I would presume you know what I am, so I think we could just skip over that." he said, with only three sets of wings revealed, and three sets of eyes as well, they eyes formed a 2 by 3 pattern in the general area where his eyes would normally would be.

"You may call me X, and now all I ask is your name." he said, trying to make as much eye contact as possible while lining his words with his empathetic power, "You're prefectly safe in that cage, I will not harm you. You are safe." he said, trying to implant a false sense of security and happiness in his new human. "You are safe in that cage, you are happy in that cage." he repeated, still trying to make eye contact to strength his empathy.

Edward sat back down at his chair, and smiled at his new human. Not quite sure what to expect, he would just see what his human decides to do. Dutch just slowly backed away from the newcomer, not quite sure why, but he just didn't feel right near the new person in the cage.

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Xxem smiling as his hunter arrived. He decided first to test how advanced this hunter was, if he was particular new or just bad at this job, he would just toy with his mind till he didn't have one left. If he was more skilled than that, he would do the same, but it would be more fun if he was. "Since you're a hunter, I would presume you know what I am, so I think we could just skip over that." he said, with only three sets of wings revealed, and three sets of eyes as well, they eyes formed a 2 by 3 pattern in the general area where his eyes would normally would be. "You may call me X, and now all I ask is your name." he said, trying to make as much eye contact as possible while lining his words with his empathetic power, "You're prefectly safe in that cage, I will not harm you. You are safe." he said, trying to implant a false sense of security and happiness in his new human. "You are safe in that cage, you are happy in that cage." he repeated, still trying to make eye contact to strength his empathy. Edward sat back down at his chair, and smiled at his new human. Not quite sure what to expect, he would just see what his human decides to do. Dutch just slowly backed away from the newcomer, not quite sure why, but he just didn't feel right near the new person in the cage.

"Hai." Broby spoke calmly to his new captor. "Let me out of this cage and I *might* not snap your neck." He spoke again, rattling the cage bars intensely.

Sapphire had been walking the hotel, oh how she couldn't believe what beauty this place had to it! How come she hadn't noticed it before hand? It offered great protection against any of the hunters that decided that she just needed to die. Like that one hunter, Fernando or something like that. Just because she had made him into her sex slave? The Kuhmio sighed. He would be dead now, or soon would be. He would be in his nineties. But with no doubt, he would send someone after her. Perhaps a grandson, or a granddaughter. Sapphire would do the exact same to them as she did to Fernando. A grin graced her lips, exposing her curved fangs. Let them come, she would enjoy having them in her bed.

Walking towards the elevator on the twentieth floor, she pressed the button to go down. She would be heading down to floor five. Where the Manager resided, Sapphire needed to stock up on blood. She snacked on the bags of blood every once and a while, when she didn't have a human obeying her every desire.

She stepped inside of the elevator, one of her nine tails curling around her bare leg. Before the elevator had chance to close, a vampire had ran into the small area. She knew the vampire as Elijah.

"Nice to see you, Elijah."

But he did not listen, which angered her. Without saying another word, she huffed and stuck her nose in the air. How dare he ignore her?! Sapphire was the most beautiful woman in this entire hotel! How dare he.

Elijah refused to talk to the lust loving monstrosity, she would do anything to get him in bed. But Elijah would not fall for that. Pressing the button for floor five, they rode down in silence.

When the door opened, the Kuhmio rushed out of the elevator, her head still high. She was heading towards the door that led into the Manager's office. The only thing Elijah could do was let out a soft sigh, his hazel eyes darker than normal. With that, he stepped out of the elevator and moved swiftly behind Sapphire.

When the black-haired Kuhmio arrived to the door, she knocked on the door softly. "Mr. Manager, it's me!" She glanced behind her, "I also think one of your guards are here to see you as well. Elijah."

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Jamie took in a deep breath, then another, and finally a last deep breath. The cages around him had somehow left. "Would that happen to me..?" He asked.

'Noo, what do you think? Yes it will. You deserve it. the voice said.

"No I don't deserve it! I have done nothing! " he yelled, gripping the bars even harder. His brown eyes had became darker. Why must the voices say this? What had Jamie done to deserve this?

'Oh, you have. But it is too late now, you may never make up for it again.' the voice cackled, it seemed to be floating around the cage he was in.

Jamie must have sounded crazy, talking to himself. But the male didn't care. "Shut up! You know nothing! I won't go, I can't! " he shouted, shaking his head. Thy did not know. They couldn't know.

All of the sudden, Jamie yelped. There it was, the creature. It was right in front of his cage. It's sharp teeth chattering. He could hear a deep growl come from it's throat. Jamie let go of the bars and pushed himself further back into his cage. "Leave me alone!" His voice shaked with fear, "Leave! Please,"

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Devin glanced back at his sister once the cage arrived. Inside of it, was a young girl. "Ah! There she is! Been waiting for you." He wasn't going to let her out of the cage, not yet. Instead, he moved over to the couch and sat next to Cecily. "What do you propose we should do to her, sister?" He asked.

Cecily smiled, knowing the girl could not hear her. "Learn how she acts, of course. I'd say that would mean alot of torturing of course. But first, we should see if she cooperates."

Devin nodded and looked back to the human, hifing curli around his staff. "What's your name?"

What was happening? Yun-Hee sat up as her cage moved, she could barely keep her balance as her cage was suddenly put into a new environment... A room? It appeared to be elegant and well furnished. "I..." A noise escaped from her mouth as she slowly rose from her cage, her hands gripping the bars. Her long messy hair was pushed behind her ears revealing her one bad eye.
It was so sudden, too sudden in fact, she could barely keep track of what was happening. It was dark, and now she was being flooded with light from the room, a hotel room... Yun-Hee remembered being told that this hotel was run by supernatural creatures, and that she was practically a meal to them, the others in the cage appeared so calm, how long had they been there? Her eyes widened slightly as she stood in the cage, frozen with fear.

She stared at what was in front of her; There was a man, he appeared normal but of course he wasn't, she knew better. Yun-Hee's grip tightened on the bars of her cage as her bare feet shuffled closer to the very edge, her head resting in between the bars.