RPG - Supernatural: Vampire vs Werewolf (Page 15 of 27)

The conclave was an underground complex. It had various entries and exits to ensure its inhabitants were never trapped. The conclave was a small city in itself. There was vehicle access that directly linked to four underground car parks within Murk Valley.

Many small homes were placed strategically to an apex in the middle of the conclave. This was the main amphitheatre, where Crispin was addressing the masses.

There were two storeys of quarters for single werewolves that lined the walls of the underground cavern and Daphne was the owner of one of these.

Griggs gasped, “I’ve never seen anything like this before.”

“And I hope you totally forget about it when all this is over,” Daphne said as she narrowed her eyes at him.

Daphne didn’t like the idea but the others of her pack seemed to relish the thought of slayers being used as bait. It was a show of good faith in some respects although Daphne suspected that both slayers simply wanted in on the most action.

Daphne noticed that Anita didn’t look particularly happy but she didn’t say anything. Crispin had his hand on the small of her back in a comforting gesture. Daphne looked out at the crowd, all of the faces were familiar, some more than others. Loxley was glaring up at the slayers and then his eyes turned to hers. The anger that had seemed to have faded from him earlier had returned. He looked at her meaningfully and she knew that they’d have a confrontation later.

She looked away from Loxley and back at Nathaniel. He was watching her. She gave him a nod then looked away. She noticed Paul walking along in the distance. He must have taken Clara to the morgue. Daphne discretely backed off the stage and went towards him. Loxley caught her by the arm before she could get to Paul. “How could you bring those slayers here?” he hissed.

“You just heard why,” Daphne snarled in response.

“You’re too trustworthy,” Loxley growled lowly.

“And you’re too overbearing,” Daphne growled back, she looked down at his hand gripping her arm. “Let me go.”

“Or what?” Loxley said as he tugged hard on her arm making her fall forward.

Daphne tightened her hand into a fist and slugged him one. Loxley dropped his hold to touch his nose. “Don’t do that again,” Daphne snarled as she pointed a finger at him. A few heads turned their way but they quickly turned back to the slayers.

Daphne started to walk back to the crowd and stood next to Nick. “I see Loxley is trouble as usual,” Nick commented.

Crispin stood behind his daughter as the pack prepared to attack.

"I know the notion of using him as bait troubles you." He crooned to his daughter.

"He's my son, I can't just stand by and watch him be slaughtered by a Balor Lord!'"

"He's my grandson, Anita. I feel just as strong as you do, if not stronger. I will be watching him. If the slightest thing goes wrong, I will intervene at a moment's notice. He will be safe."

"I know. Because I'm going to protect him, too."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"Anita, this is a Balor Lord. There is a strong chance I will die in the oncoming battle. If I fall, you will take command of the pack. If you fall, then who? I will not allow this pack to fall into the hands of..." Crispin eyed Nikoli out of the corner of his eye. "...Someone who would lead it wrong. You are not coming. That is final."

"Yes, I am. THAT is final. I will not be swept under the carpet as though I was a child. I will protect my son."

Crispin said nothing for a time, just staring at his daughter, so determined to protect her child no matter the consequences. He could not be more proud.

"So be it."

(Its been night-time for a while so, I think it should be day time for now)

Fort turned away from the crowd and they dispersed. He walked up to Crispin, Anita and Griggs.

"Its just about morning now, and were not doing this in broad daylight. I suggest we wait here until nightfall again. My stuff is at Daphne's apartment, but we restocked before leaving (Fort patted his minigun). We should be set for the fight. By any chance, do you trust us enough to let us rest here?" He said to Anita and Crispin.

(Did you read Mel's last post? She wrote something to cover you.)

Crispin left to deal with Clara’s body while Anita was left with her son and his slayer friend. “I think we can find you somewhere to stay.”

She led the pair to the small units that lined the east wall. They were generally used for single werewolves that were yet to have families. Anita decided to put them in two units that were some distance apart. She put Griggs on the second level near the mess hall and then led Nathaniel to the lower level and gave him a unit conveniently close to Daphne’s. Anita wasn’t blind, she’d seen there was a mutual attraction there and she wanted her son to appreciate his werewolf heritage. If it took a good looking she-wolf then so be it.

“You can stay here, Nathaniel.” Anita said as she opened the door. “It’s small but it should do you for the night.”

“Thank you, mother,” Nathaniel said feeling less awkward at using the word.

Anita reached out to touch him and then found herself hugging her wayward son. She stepped back and wiped away a tear. “I’ll be back to talk to you later.”

Daphne spoke to Nick for a moment and informed him of Clara’s fate. Nick looked over to where Paul was wandering around looking aimless. “I’ll talk to him,” Nick said as he walked off.

Daphne noticed that Loxley had gone and she decided that now was a good time to get some sleep. As she walked to her quarters she saw that Anita had located somewhere for Nathaniel and that was remarkably close to her own quarters. She raised a brow as Anita walked passed. Anita gave her a knowing smile and continued on.

As Daphne got to her door she looked over to Nathaniel, “I guess I’ll see you in the evening. Sleep well.”

(I guess that means Ashryn and buddies are at John's for the nigh er...day)
John had stepped into what would be his office if he were a bussinessman. It was also a saferoom, stocked for three people for a week with MREs (Meal ready to eat.) it had three cots, a couch, a T.V, amps for his guitars, and a large amount of speakers. He put his gun on a small table, put a CD in the player, graped his guitar, and hit the play button on the CD player's remote, waited for a low tone,then began to play Angus Young's part in Thunderstruck.

(The CD contains some songs with guitar parts removed, so he can play to his favorite songs )
(Guitar hes using
)

It took Daphne a while to get to sleep but when she did she fell soundly. Her dreams were a mix of events from the last few days along with her deeper fears. She woke with a start and looked at the ceiling and realised that she was safely in her quarters. Her breathing slowed and gradually she got back to sleep. Perhaps she should have taken up the offer of the nightcap.

It was 3pm when she next awoke. Daphne decided that it was close enough to dusk. She couldn’t see herself getting back to sleep. She took a shower to wake her up fully then dressed in jeans, a shirt and her leather jacket.

She stalked to the mess hall to get some food and found that she was not the only one there. Griggs was sitting rather uncomfortably alone at a table eating while various werewolves glared at him. Daphne smiled and sat down across from him. “I don’t think they’ll bite for now.”

Griggs looked up as he spooned up some cereal. “I’m not counting on that.”

Daphne smiled and saw her cousin Karen at another table she waved her over. “Griggs meet Karen. Karen meet Griggs. Keep him company would you?”

Karen smiled shyly and sat opposite Griggs, “So how do you think you’ll kill this thing?”

Daphne got up to get her own food and saw that Nathaniel was wandering over. She waved and smiled at him and he headed towards her. “Good evening,” she said as she picked some fruit to eat.

“I think it’s too early to decide if it’s good or not.” Nathaniel said as he stretched.

Daphne was able to check him out discreetly before she looked back at her food selection, Damn Luna Eclipse.She thought to herself. “So what’s the plan for this evening? I’m assuming you’re picking up your stuff first?”

“Yeah that’s my intension,” Nathaniel said as he looked at the buffets selection.

“I can drive you and Griggs over,” she paused “since you already know where our conclave is now.” She looked up at him pleadingly and said quietly, “Please tell me I didn’t make a mistake in bringing you both here.”

For the first time Daphne was actually starting to really feel the effects of the oncoming Luna Eclipse. It was only six days away now. She found herself constantly assessing the males around her and her head kept turning towards Nathaniel. This wasn’t good. She couldn’t take the slayer as a mate, nor did she think he would even accept her.

She took a deep breath and picked up a piece of her fruit and ate it. Her eyes wandered back to Nathaniel as soon as she looked up. He moved so well and with such self assurance. He oozed confidence and danger. Daphne felt herself drawn to him and had to look back at her food. She should never have offered to drive him back to town. In that close proximity she was bound to get hot under the collar. Perhaps she needed a cool shower.

As Nathaniel sat opposite her she looked at his hands, they were strong capable hands and she found herself wondering what they’d feel like on her bare skin. Daphne gritted her teeth. She needed to find a suitable male to blow off some steam with. She turned to Karen, “So who’s still available for the Luna Eclipse?”

Karen looked surprised at the question as she pulled the spoon from her mouth. “There’s hardly anyone. The guys have been pretty keen to get someone fast.”

Daphne let out a sigh, “Let me guess, Loxley is the only one left.”

“Or there’s Nick or Paul. I think there are a few others. Are you yet to find someone for yourself?” Karen asked.

Daphne nodded and made sure she didn’t look at Nathaniel. She picked up a strawberry and concentrated on eating it. “I’m guessing I’m probably stuck with Loxley or nothing.”

Karen shrugged, “I haven’t found anyone yet, we can go kill something together if you like.”

Daphne chuckled and looked at her cousin, then caught sight of Loxley and the new arrival at the buffet. “This will be interesting,” she commented.

Loxley was in a lot of pain but it wasn’t as bad as having a silver sword plunged through his head. He grunted as he stood up. The new wolf had been looking at Daphne. Loxley had felt his anger and jealously rise with a vengeance. No one was going to be with Daphne at the Luna Eclipse except him. Unfortunately the new wolf seemed to know how to handle himself.

Loxley also felt his ire build at being so quickly dispersed. The new wolf had to learn his place and Loxley was going to show it to him later. Preferably it’d be in a pine box, six feet under.

-

Karen had been chatting to Griggs before Daphne and the other slayer had come back to the table. Like her cousin, Karen was also really feeling the need to find a mate of her own. She smiled shyly at Griggs. She could tell by his scent that he was half-wolf. She had no idea if he’d be similarly affected by the Luna Eclipse.

Karen turned back to Griggs but then the fight started. She turned to see Loxley slammed by the new wolf. She found herself smiling, it was about time someone knocked some sense into Loxley.