Topic: Vampire Hunt RPG

"You realize once she wakes up were all going to die." This was said without any humor or sarcasm.  Michael loaded his gun with silver bullets, and adjusted his sword, so he could draw it quickly.

"I'll be ready for that." D said while taking his longsword out.

" I hope so. If I die because you had to knock out a were wolf, your haunted." Michael said to Asher, while looking behind them, incase anyone else was following them.

"Please." Asher snapped back, brandishing his silver dagger.

"It's not something I would have done, but she'll find us. You can count on that." Henry said smirking. "Ah, there is is over there, on the mountainside. See the burned down wing?"

Victoria came to, shaking her aching head. Growling slightly, she raised a hand to her cheek, red blood coming off as she pulled it away.

She stood slowly, sniffing out their location. They weren't going to get away with a stunt like that. She stalked off, following her nose.

"So, how long till you think she finds us? I bet it takes her less than half an hour if were still stuck in this forest."Michael said taking some coins from his pocket. "Yeah, i see it. What are we gong after? Besides vampires, I mean"

"You guys honestly believe the four of us can't handle a single werewolf? I find this lack of faith disturbing. In answer to your question, Michael, we're looking for the leader of a sort of vampire cult by the name of Carlos Vasques. When we find him, you can be sure there will be a large number of vampires to slay. So if Henry can just show us the way, we'll be there in no time."

"Carlos Vasques? What do we know about him?" D said while checking to see if the werewolf had already caught up or not.

"Hmm...Carlos Vasquez...Carlos is a Vampire..." Henry thought. "Carlos! The note!"
"What? What note?" Asher asked.
"This note." Henry pulled a peice of faded paper out of his pocket and showed it to Asher.
"What? Enjoy? Carlos? The heck does that mean? Is this blood or ink?"
"Yes it's blood. My blood! Do you know what it means? It means Carlos fed on me and chose not to kill me! It means I'm a Damned Vampire! So please stop asking questions!" Henry uncovered the cloth over his mouth and pointed to his recently-aquired fangs.

Asher could not help muttering some choice obscenities at this revelation. So..the werewolf wasn't smelling D...she smelled you?"

"Seems that way, yes."

"Well, I'm afraid I don't tend to let vampires live..." Asher began, and he could see Henry readying his weapons. "...But perhaps I can make an acception. There is no blood on your soul yet....is there?"

"Of course not. It was only this morning that I found out about it for myself, mind you. Why else would I wrap thick, opaque black cloth over my entire head during the day?" Henry asked.
"Well, Err...It's cold." Asher replied.
"Ah, Shutup Asher." Henry said sarcastically.

((Ah, since when was my guy such a stooge?))

"Well, in that case, I suppose there's no rush to end you. I may aswell see which side of this conflict you fall on. Granted most are on the opposing side...perhaps, you are another exception."

"'Another'? What do you mean 'another'?"

"That vampiress, Lizzie, her soul is devoid of the usual vampiric evil. Perhaps you can be the same."

"Speaking of the girl, shouldn't we be spending a little more time moving so she doesn't get too far away?" D suggested.

"Yes, yes....of course..."

And with that, they were off, trying to put this unpleasant  revelation out of their minds.

"Ah," Victoroia said to herself, amber eyes glinting as she caught their scents and followed them quickly.

((I didn't intend on making him a "stooge", just sarcastic and interested.))

Not much later, Asher & co. saw an end to the massive forest they had been travelling in. Not long after exiting the woods, they came across their friends, James and Lizzie, looking a bit lost.

"Thanks for waiting for us guys." Michael grumbled.

"Well, you found your way to us, didn't you?" Lizzie replied curtly. "Besides, we gained some ground, and I'm assuming you all took care of our follower?"

"Not exactly." D said. "It was this werewolf chick, and Asher knocked her out, but we're pretty sure she'll be back."

"We'll be ready." James growled.

Asher, a bit tongue-tied from noticing Lizzie's lack of clothing, spoke up. "Ex-exactly. We'll-we'll be fine. Ah, Lizzie, care to explain this....wardrobe change....?"

"Oh, well, that skirt was killing me."

"So I see."

And with that, they set off, towards Henry's castle, and most likely Carlos's coven.

"Judging by lack of new wounds, it doesn't look like you had much of a fight with this 'werewolf chick,'" James quipped. "You just knocked her out? How noble."

"Pick your fights, James," Lizzie whispered.

While the group continued their journey to Henry's castle, D stopped and turned around. His acute senses had picked up something.

"Damn." D said.
"What?" the rest of the group replied in confusion.
"She's catching up. About five miles south-east. We'd best be moving quickly."

And with those last words, the group started to walk faster to the castle, but there was some time left to fill before the group could reach the castle.

Victoria was indeed catching up, swiftly. The lack of any wind changes or too many scents at once was making it easy to kep track of them. Weaving her way through the trees and brush of the forest, she managed to get within a hundred feet of them. She saw where they ended up, by a big castle. She caught scent of Vampires, causing her to forget laying low and follow. She just wanted to kill those blood suckers she was currently smelling.

Lizzie paused in her stride, she felt another's anger and knew that they were about to be attacked again. "You're unconscious she-wolf approaches."

James lifted his nose to the air but the breeze was blowing in the wrong direction for him to scent the other werewolf.

"She comes hunting for vampires." Lizzie told as lifted her crossbow, intent to maim rather than kill.

"It appears I've misjudjed the speed at which werewolves can regain consciousness. Perhaps I should keep that in mind." Asher said, mostly to himself. He drew his blade and dagger, knowing his gun was practically useless. He did not intend to be as merciful this time around.

"Wait...there's Vampires in that group? Well...I may not be on good terms with them, but they seem to have the same goal in mind as I do." Victoria said to herself, stopping in her tracks. She was wondering why a Werewolf and a Vampire would work together, even if it was for a common cause. She figured it wouldn't hurt to ask. Maybe she could even work with them.

She raised her hands in front of her, showing she meant no harm, and approached them slowly. She did keep it in the back of her mind that they were probably going to attack her, judging that all of them had there weapons out, but she was unarmed. She hoped they had at least some morals and wouldn't atack without questioning first.

((You know Ph34r, werewolves can be killed with a silver bullet or stab in their heart. So your gun isn't totally useless. In fact, any silver item can kill a werewolf.))

((Yeah, but the gun merely fires bullets full of garlic juice. Would have no effect on a werewolf.))

Michael looked over to Asher and says very very quietly "If you want to go on wih your freinds, I can stay back, keep her busy, slow her down. " As he said this he silently prayed that she didnt hear this.

"Psh. I bet you would. You'll do anything to try and kill something, you bloodthirsty psyco. You're worse than a damned Vampire. Err...the ones we are hunting, I mean."  Henry stated. "But what will she do, eh? Kill us? I doubt it. The Werewolf Lady will most likely see that eliminating us will is not her goal. In fact, she might even see it as making things harder. After all, we're hunters too."

Lizzie lowered her weapon. "She's not going to harm us," She whispered to James.

He nodded and stepped forward, ready to speak to the other werewolf. "Why do you follow us, sister?"

The female werewolf blinked, seemly surprised by James' talk of family. "I want to hunt vampires, why do you travel with one?"

James tilted his head sideways and glanced back at Lizzie, "She is different to the others. The evil taint has not touched her as yet."

"But vampires have tried to control our kind in the past." The female pointed out.

James shrugged, "That was the past, we are strong now. Besides do you feel as though you are being controlled?"

The female werewolf shrugged. "Not really, but perhaps they are extra powerful."

James shook his head. "They say if you are under the control of a vampire that you have no free thought of your own, you only witness what you do without any control."

"The vampire you travel with may have poisoned your mind with such rubbish." The female werewolf stated.

Lizzie spoke up, "And why would I do that? What would I gain from mind-control that I can't get with simple understanding and kindness to those who seek the same goal I seek?"

"I don't understand your methods or your reasons, vampire. I just know that werewolves and vampires do not walk the same path. Vampires always believe that they deserve the high road while we should travel the low road." The were hissed.

Lizzie shrugged, "I'm hardly high and mighty standing here in my undergarments." Once again Asher blushed.

James spoke again. "We want to kill the evil vampires that destroy lives of not only adults, but children, even whole families. Lizzie wants to help us, she was a victim herself. She could have turned into a crazed killer like the rest of her kind but she didn't."

"She still could," The female werewolf replied.

"Perhaps," James said quietly.

Louder this time, James stated "And if she does, we will deal with it then. There is no point fearing what could be now."

"But how do you know you can trust her?" the other of his kind asked.

"How do we know we can trust you?" James defended. "Now, if you wish to join us, you may. If not, do not follow us."

Voctoria lowered her hands. "I wish to join you, just don't order me around," She stated, eyes flashing momentarily. She eyed the Vampire before stopping.

"You can trust me. If you couldn't, you would've known by now because at least one of you would be dead all ready," She said, answering the question she was asked.

"Just lead the way, I'll follow and do what I can," She bowed slightly, keeping on the alert for any sudden movements.

Michael nodded to the newcomer and suggested that they continue on. He kept his hand close to his pistol, incase something was waiting, or she made any hostile movements.

D tagged along with the others, keeping his nerve ready to pull out his sword and cut down anybody.

Silence fell across the group as they continued to trudge along behind James' lead. Lizzie stayed close, she checked the others behind her every so often so they didn't suspect her gift.

Eventually the trees thinned out and a once grand mansion stood before them. The shutter hung loosely from their hinges and squeaked in the breeze. The front door was slightly ajar and a vine grew from outside to the inside. The place looked abandon, but it didn't feel it.

"This isnt right....somthings wrong" Michael said quietly he looked around. He had felt nervous since they had been here.  Like somthing was watching them, and he kept hearing things.

"Bull. There's nothing "wrong" with my house. Exept the burned-down part, anyway. My brother Edward is the one to blame for that." Henry smirked. "It's quite elegant on the inside...trust me."

"Hmph. Doesn't look too bad from here." D said as the group stood outside Henry's house.
'That burned down part is quite nasty though.' Said a strange voice that seemed to emulate from D's wrist. The others turned to look at him.
"What the hell was that voice?" Henry questioned with a bit of fright in his voice.
"That? Oh, well it's complicated, so I'll explain later." D said and started to make his way to the front door.

Lizzie was hesitant to go forward but it seemed the D had made their decision for them. Lizzie turned to James, "Did you know that Henry owned the mansion?"

"I'd heard a rumour but had no idea if was true." James told.

Lizzie nodded and reached out with her mind, she shuddered and quickly withdrew. "Bad things lurk in dark places," she said quietly.

"Is that some sort of warning?" The female werewolf asked.

Lizzie frowned, "Yeah I guess it is."

Asher proceeded with the rest of the group, musing about his teammates as he walked. A trigger happy lunatic, a two vicious werewolves, one of which was probably seething with vengeance, a vampiress who may have Asher under her spell, a dhampir with two voices, and the very man who owns their target's mansion.

"Battle not with monsters, lest ye become one too." He mumbled to himself.

"wuzzat now?" Michael piped in.

"Oh, nothing. Just something a friend of mine once told me."

"Huh. What's it supposed to mean?"

"No matter who you're fighting, be careful not to lose your morals. Sort of my philosophy on life."

"Right."

Michael was slightly less nervous now, but that voice was odd, it had sligtly unnerved him, it seemed....unnatural, but then agian, he was a vampire hunter traveling in a group that included a vapire and two werewolfs.

As they neared the door they all jumped in surprise as a high pitched scream echoed through the mansion. All stood with weapons raised if they had them.

"I think we're at the right place." Lizzie whispered to her companions.

"Perhaps we should split up?" Victoria suggested.

"Do you have a death wish?" Asher asked.

Lizzie put a finger to her lips. "There's enough of us to split into to two groups. As one group we'd be too easier target."

"So, who's going in first?" D said as they all started at the house after hearing the scream. He thought to himself 'Hmm, wonder if anybody lives in there or it's haunted?'

"Hmm...I suggest we get going. D, Michael, Henry, come with me. The 4 of us are used to wiroking with eachother by now." Asher turned his gaze towards the other 3 comrades.  "Victoria, I think you would do well with James. And Lizzie....I trust you can keep her under control if things get out of hand. Any objections?"

"I had a great idea." Michael says "Its a gun, like a rifle but it shoots automaticly, all you need to do is hold down the trigger."

((??? That kinda came out of left field. I think maybe you thought I said suggestions. Asher was asking if anyone had a problem with their temas, not if anyone had any ideas.))

"Nope, nothing wrong here." D was already half-way to the door when the others moved.
"Damn, this thing is stuck. Hold on just a moment." With a quick flash of silver, it took a few moments for the others to realize that D had taken out his longsword, cut through the handle, and stuck his sword back in its sheath before the handle fell to the ground.

(no, that was random i know you said objections, Michael has none)

Victoria shook her head. "No, no problem," She answered. All she was worried about was that gun idea at the moment. It sounded far fetched to her, but she wasn't the one planning attacks. All she was there for was so she could kill some Vampires.

"well lets get moving, dont have all day...er.. night." Michael said, "I personaly would prefer to get in and get out, this place gives makes me nervous."

"It's only a house. What could be creepy about it?" D said with a smile as he waltzed into the house with not a look or feeling of terror across his face.

"Hey, im going into a building, in the middle of the night, with someone who almost killed me less than half an hour ago, and ive had some bad experiences with situations like this" Michael said angrilly.

"I'll bet I've had worse." D said, and with that an echo only remained of his words as he seemingly disappeared into the house.