Shwa

Name: Christian Brookshire   Age: 29 Years of Age   Gender: Male   Origin: United States of North America   Appearance: http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUd0eKSUIR8/TNbL7J1wkSI/AAAAAAAAFHo/lD2ynmroswE/s1600/Cody_copy.jpg   Personality:  Christian is a hard at work kind of guy, able to lose himself when figuring out complication or working on a long extended project of his choosing.  He is quick on his feet as he is thinking of multiple scenarios for many situations, it's helped him in the past to stay alive and get himself to where he is at today.  Alone since the age of 14, Christian has survived through countless odds and had always come up top through his trials with hard work and quick thinking.  The man tends to stay to himself and open up seldomly to newcomers, but as long as the task gets done; he'll make sure to push forward until the end.   Job:  Mechanic   Skills:  Mechanical engineering and repairs is Christians specialty, able to fix machines old and new has added to his reputation as a top notch mechanic for his time.     AMP:  "Solar Burst" http://www.mahq.net/mecha/gundam/w/xxxg-01h.jpg   Weaponry:  Solar Burst comes with two gatling guns attached to his suits left arm, covered by a small hexagonal shaped shield, both guns are stacked above one another and turn opposite rotations when firing to avoid overloading.  Missile compartments are stored at the shoulders, hips, chest, and ankle portions of the suits body for a wide spread assault.  All compartments having three rounds each for multiple  firing capacity.     Special Equipment:  Christian's AMP suit, Solar Burst, is equip with long range sensors that's functional above and below water, a rarity for a single AMP since his suit primarily stays above water.  The range is calculated directly inside his AMP's computer system, allowing targets to be known before they come into close contact with Christian or anyone else in his squad.     Snippet:   The sun had already rose above half past noon in the Dallas region, already the summers heat was bearing down on its citizens early into the Month of July.  Christian walked outside of the bank's main headquarters downtown, looking over some paperwork he had received on his personal spending account, apparently it had balanced itself out thanks to his banker who handled his funds, which was a smart ideas considering Christian was horrible with managing his own money.  Flipping through the paperwork, he noticed the expenses he had made to upgrade and restock ammunition for his AMP.  Smirking and giving a light sigh, the man stopped at a streetlight before continuing to read.     "Goodness, almost 50K just for a single part to be installed.  I swear, its highway robbery just to keep you alive my friend.  But, I'm in no position to complain one way or another.  You've done a mighty fine job, and deserve a little reward for it.  Sucks that the reward is coming out of my ass, but hey, its needed".  Christian folded up his paperwork letter style before crossing the street as the light turned green.  As the man made it to the other side, his phone began to ring in his pocket.  Surprised, Christian reach inside and brought out the device playing the alarm for attention.  "This is Christian"   "Howdy Christian, it's Zane.  Listen buddy, the last of the H.S Missiles are in for Solar Burst, should he start installing them in now?"   "Have everything separated and organized, I'm on my way to the warehouse now to make sure they delivered everything.  I trust you guys to always double check, but sometimes these guys can be shady with their deliveries."  Christian replied as he made his way to the garage lot to find his car.   "Will do, also we have new orders from the top.  So installation and restocking are going forward as we speak.  I'll let the boys know to put everything on overdrive."   "Gotcha, see you soon"  Entering his car, Christian started the engine and slowly pulled out into the street, shifting gears the engine roared as the vehicle made its way towards the warehouse where the AMP was being stored for repairs and maintenance.   

Ooc:  We'll since people can't read post, guess I'll just adapt and go from Inu's last posting.     Nathaniel looked over personnel files for their new recruits, all novices besides the female in forms of combat and survival for the most part, but the others had at least some skills and traits to make them useful, even if only for a little while.  The youngest song of Maverik was nothing but weak and feeble, the school teacher was intelligent and social, something to be put to good use in case of crowd control or interrogations if the need arose for such talents like his.  Flipping the papers more, he could see their personal driving records, criminal history if they had one at all, transcripts from schools, even credit reports.  Nathaniel merely grunted at all the paperwork before he would get to actually enjoy his portion of training the new recruits, starting with Julian.  Rage seemed to rule his Star like it had previously, but the boy was not easy to be pushed, weak minded and willed to obey, weakness in all as the soldier contemplated on ways to bring that burning rage out from within and make him into a decent fighting organism.     "Fuck, just another round to go before the Star's kill off their host or they kill themselves off for being too civilian.  These rookies wont last a single day out in the field if they went out with me.  Warren seems assured in the new hosts, let's see if he's right on the money....this time"  Nathaniel reached for his phone by his computer, flipping it open and dialing a number on speed dial set for "2", only several rings before the line was picked up by his subordinate.   "Sir!  Sargent Linden here, how can I help you today sir?"  The middle aged officer was quick and ready for his assignment, just as Nathaniel trained him.   "Linden, I have personnel files for you to overlook, document and chart their progress for training purposes and analysis.  I want to be kept informed daily on their progress, even when they're not training me.  We need full detailed profiling on these carriers, let's not miss a single thing this time around."  Nathaniel could faintly make out scribbling on the other end, his worker diligent in taking notes when needed and always remembering.   "Yes sir, I will have recon keep their distance while they undergo their training.  Monitors are scheduled to be installed within their quarters within the hour and taps on their communication devices as well.  We will not miss a single message they say or send otherwise."   "Understood, execute the plan then.  Nathaniel out".  The soldier closed his phone as he stood from his chair and made himself comfortable for the evening, sporting his sweat pants and a hoodie as the soldier left his room to roam about the halls in his usual manner, making sure the security detail around the facility were finished with their shift change and documented their reports on time.  The soldiers saluted him as usual when he came around the corner, making sure to break their stance when Nathaniel was no longer in their sights like true military workers, the man gave the slightest of nods as he walked past them with little to none attention at their gesture.  Turning another corner, Nathaniel happened to cross paths with Warren who finished talking to Julian not too long ago, both men smirked as they came close to one another.   "Doing your rounds like usual?"   Warren asked as he crossed his arms.   "Of course, can never be too careful now that the new star carriers are in the same building, I've added more surveillance to their living quarters, they should be up and running within the hour if not later Sir."  The soldier looked outside the building window, seeing the city light up as if it never slept a day in its life, such like Nathaniel after obtaining his abilities and powers thanks to his star.  "How's the wannabe vamp and egghead?"     "She put up some fight, but checked herself when my commands were given.  We have a wild child in that one, no doubt.  But, nothing we can't handle on our own, that's for sure.  When will Julian's training begin?"   "When the sun rises sir, better to get started as quickly as possible, especially after the murder of his father that he  did himself, there's still lots of rage deep within.  Good thing for us thought that Maverik is out of the picture."  Nathaniel grinned at the thought of their competition being, literally, killed on the scene.   "True, our stocks will rise more from the outburst, but we must still be cautious of the eldest son.  He's too weak and injured to make any moves on his own for now, so the board members will have to make the tough choices until he can step up.  Good thing for us we have a mole in their top ranks to sway their decisions to our liking, if not leak information to us in advance."  Warren continued on his way to his own chambers for the evening, feeling the need to rest his mind after a somewhat exciting encounter today.     "I'll awake you when the time comes."  Nathaniel spoke, Warren stopped for a moment, not looking back as he peered down at his own phone, the screen lighting the dim hallway as he noticed the time.     "6 a.m, if you wouldn't mind my friend, I'm going to sleep in a little as a form of celebrating.  Insomnia once again Nathaniel?"  Warren finally looked back at his friend, stuck in the trance of looking out at the city, knowing full well sleep is a luxury he will never have while alive.   "Heh, you can say something like that.  I'll make my rounds in another hour before hitting the gym, and find something to do until then.  You enjoy your rest Warren, we got a lot accomplished in such a short amount of time this day."  Warren nodded before continuing on his way, leaving the firm soldier to himself as Nathaniel too left his spot to be on his own path or touring the facility. 

Nathaniel cursed as his fist slammed down onto his car steering wheel, speeding to his destination with great haste as he could already feel the powerful presence of the new star's user spike as he got closer to his extraction point.  Already police sirens and hover crafts were booming their alarms throughout the block as they too tried to advance to the same spot.  The soldier calculated in his head the ways to deal with them if the time came, but for now he was under pressure to make it there first, turning a tight corner and zooming past civilians, the soldier managed to spot his building.  Revving his engines, the soldier sped up to 150 mph in his car as it approached the glass entrance, the car inclining on the stone staircase before launching into the air and colliding with the glass walls of the main hallways, screams echoed as the car flipped on itself several times before smashing into a concrete wall, landing upside down.  Nathaniel coughed and groaned as he kicked his driver door open, bruised and scrapped from the brilliant idea that went sour, more of the buildings staff came through the hallway, but running not from the accident, but from something else inside that cause a fire alarm to ring.  The soldier finally stood on his own two feet and vanished into the crowd, reappearing  on an empty floor just above the hallway, changing into his black ops outfit, which looked more like a ninja soldier ready for war.     (Step one, cause a scene...check)  Nathaniel rolled his shoulders, feeling the stings of his accident beginning to settle in, but his mission was of the up most importance.  Reaching to his earpiece, Nathaniel made the call to his superior.     "Hello?"    "Warren, it's Nathaniel.  At the location, seems like his powers peaked before I could arrive"  There was a pause as Nathaniel jogged to where the power source was coming the strongest in the building, already sensing that blood has been spilled already.  "There are casualties...heavy so far"   "Don't worry about them, get to the target and get out, those are you orders soldier"  Warren said with great haste, Nathaniel nodded as he turned a corner, only to return back to the first floor, running closer to his prime directive.     "Understood sir"  Nathaniel could hear more screaming and crashing sounds from the door he came upon, a man screaming in pain echoed from the other side, Nathaniel made quick haste as he kicked down the door to see a metallic like monster crushing the bones of the eldest Maverick son.  The monster seemed to pay little attention to the soldier, his rage and fury were too far gone focusing on the man underneath the monsters body.  Nathaniel once again reached to his earpiece, the monster then turning its head sharply towards his direction, the two stare down one another, neither one flinching from each others death glare.  "Sir..."   "Nathaniel, what is it?"  Warren questioned, but silence was all he got.  The next moments were the most memorable, but Warren only heard wrestling and large grunts from both Nathaniel and the creature, gunfire and screams from what little board members were still present to witness the fight.  "Nathaniel?...NATHANIEL?!"  Warren screamed, standing up from his desk as he paces his office, the speakers of the call only catch fighting and gunfire.  Mavericks youngest, now fully transformed into a stage of his stars power was not something to take lightly.  There was silence once more over the line, Nathaniel's voice could be heard huffing and puffing, it seems as if his earpiece came off during the scrap, but the sounds of his ally became louder as he huffed more.   "Sir...target acquired"  Nathaniel brushed his mouth with his free hand, smearing his own blood off as he looked down at the naked body of Mavericks youngest son back to his human form, grunting as he dealt a swift kick to the boys side for his struggle.  "Little punk" the soldier spat as he knelt down and picked the boy up, placing his body over his own shoulder, hearing the police sirens come closer.  "We're leaving now sir, gonna be tricky, but I'll see you back at base soon"   "Understood, hurry up, I have news to share with you when you return.  Also, good work Nathaniel"

Name: Nathaniel Gabriel Athens Age: Appears to be 35 years of age Appearance: Suit: http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/084/3/2/chris_redfield_by_ada_hime-d4tux5q.jpg   Military Uniform: http://images.wikia.com/residentevil/images/archive/8/8a/20101213195218!Chris_Redfield_Revelations.jpg   Character: The Bodyguard   Personality:  A lot of people would describe Nathaniel as cold and tactful when they've encountered the man, and they would be correct to assume so even if they didn't know him.  Nathaniel has been a military man ever since he was of age to join, and since then he has climbed the ranks gaining trust from powerful people for his ability to get the job done, no matter what the cost.  This is a man who regards emotional attachments, or any emotional signs from others as weakness and spineless.  Nathaniel is dedicated to his work and work alone, he seems to only have one true ally, his closest friend since he could remember, who actually gets the man and his way of thinking.  All others don't rate in Nathaniel's eyes, they may get the job done, but they are still weak.   Snippet:   Nathaniel nodded to his friend as he turned off the monitor display and went back to the desk he was once at, surprised to see Warren already holding his glass of whisky for him as he came near.  Nathaniel smirked and gave the slightest of nods before taking the glass, a kind of nod that only he would know meant, "thanks" coming from the military man.  Warren merely smiled as Nathaniel finally took his seat.   "We might have to speed some things up on our end, but it doesn't seem to be taking us off the main goal for the future"  Nathaniel raised an eyebrow as he took a long sip of his drink.   "Even so, we should be careful on how we go about it all.  It never hurts to be twelve steps ahead of the competition."     "Agreed.  We'll keep the security detail at a safe distance for now, we have far more pressing matter than to deal with one rouge.  But, knowing the competition is only half the battle Nathaniel, we can never know what they'll plan next"  Warren looked out the window at the fireworks the lit up the night sky with their vibrant and fluent colors.     "Warren, we've been at this for too long now to just play in the shadows"  Warren snickered at the comment, making Nathaniel grunt in annoyance.   "A equal balance old friend, you know its how we operate"   "We have more than enough resources to take out whomever we need, I don't see why you hesitate on just getting it over with"  Nathaniel poured himself another half glass before bringing the bottle back to the table where he lounged at.  Warren swirled the contents of his drink around for quite some time before answering.   "We've seen what happened in the past, and how things have aligned themselves as they are now.  It's just a matter of patients Nathaniel, something I wish you would have sometimes and learn to relax"  Warren spoke as the phone rang next to his seat.  Picking it up, the digital screen projected a window of light that hovered in the air, letters slowly showing in a message as Warren raised his eyebrow.  "Hmmm, I see."   "Something the matter?"  Nathaniel chugged his drink quickly, obviously ready for something to do than enjoy fine liquor.   "New staff members to join the Atlantis Corporation family.  I'm confident you'll give them the warm greeting you have with everyone else in the facility"  Warren snickered slightly, Nathaniel smirked after filling his glass, standing up to refill Warren's glass.   "Of course, like usual.  I just hate how we can't just employ military personnel, they know how to get the job done quickly and without complaint.  I'll never understand you sometimes, why you hire bubble heads or rookie children"   "I like variety, besides, we need personality around here to keep moral up and build a sense of trust between the employees."  Nathaniel nodded as he raised his glass, Warren doing the same towards his friend.  "To another year Nathaniel".

I've given permission for Darth Vectis to kill off my character when you guys actually get moving to the sanctuary, he's got a plan that'll help the story on his end along.

Hey all I'm dropping out of this, so yeah.

Interesting layout, not too shabby.  Have to see how it'll go with the next couple of weeks but this looks like good work all around.   ~Shwa

The conversation with Barracus was an interesting one at that; but with the burning rage building more and more inside of Mikhail, it was hard for him to concentrate as well on what the Lich was saying.  Thankfully, he reformed back to his "child like" state of mind when he did, for Mikhail could stand no more to keep back his rage as his body tried to transform into his feral wolf form.  Instead, his human muscles grew to an astonishing proportion, making Mikhail seem taller in stature and more build like a power lifter from a distant eye, if only normal human would know the reason for it.  Barracus and Charles simply stood by as Mikhail grunted and hissed through his teeth, the obvious signs of pain couldn't be any more blatant, but the Lich continued on his rants as Mikhail slowly stepped out of the cell, Baldr still in the other holding unit, meditating on his own.  Unlike Mikhail, the were-tiger was more in control during the full moon than Mikhail could be, always has been ever since they've met one another many years back.  Mikhail continued to profusely sweat from his pores, his temperature rising as minutes passed, his clothes seemed to choke his body as his mass grew.  His skin felt as if it were delicate paper to prevent his transformation, the Russian knew that if he were to let his feral side come out, he would be a far superior enemy in that state that his norm.  Looking through the door window of Baldr's cell, Mikhail curled his hand into a fist and pounded on the steel door hard, seeing his friend slip an eye open and peer at his younger friend.   "How can you let them cage you like an animal?!"  Mikhail spoke heavily under his breath, breathing became almost impossible as he held his own to keep his transformation from becoming complete.  Baldr raised an eyebrow before closing his eye once more to continue to meditate.   "You know this is how I keep myself in check, I've tried teaching you but you've never stayed long enough to fully learn"  Another fist slamming into the door, this time the Russians knuckles made contact, easily tearing his flesh as blood poured from his bruise now forming on his right hand.     "I've never been caged when this time of the rotation came by, I've always been free to roam around in the snow, hunt, drink, something rather than be treated like an animal..."  Mikhail groaned more, sinking to his knees, gasping for more air which seemed so precious more than ever to him now in his time of need.  Barracus casually stepped from the cell with Charles right behind him, his cane tapping down onto the floor with each strike he took, turning to see his friend resisting the transformation with all his might.   "I do say my boy, I would certainly love to see that large white wolf I had saw not too long ago.  He was as might as a stallion and swifter than the wind."  Barracus tapped at Mikhail's shoulder with the tip point of his cane.  "You don't know where I can find that fine creature, do you?"  Mikhail growled at the gull of the question.   "Are you playing games with me Lich?!"  Mikhail almost roared, his finger tips digging into the steel door, denting them in their place as the Russian stood from his spot, easily towering over the necromancer and his servant, as he looked down with bloodshot eyes.     "Games?  I love games, in fact, the other Liches and I..."  As soon as the story began, it ended.  Mikhail shotgunned his fist towards the smaller lich, but the bloody fist was met by the fist of Charles, his servant.  The collision of two strong forces generated a small shock wave, only pushing back Charles and Barracus a bit, Mikhail stood in his place.  Baldr stood from his spot and peered out from the doors window.     "Barracus, now is really not the time to fool around."  The were tiger warned, Mikhail began to lose himself to his feral side, his tail produced on its own as did his ears and fangs, bearing them at his ally and man servant.  "Mikhail, control yourself!"  Baldr warned, but the Russian was at his last wits to keep his entire being into check.  The door opened to their location, the vampire sister of Damian, Rose, came in to check the commotion.  Mikhail looked at the vampire beauty...and lost it all.  With great speed, he rushed past the two friends raising his arm, leaping high into the air for a swooping low slash at the young woman.  However, the Lich was more in tune with his bodily controls, suddenly appearing in front of Rose with his cane high in the air held by both hands, almost in baseball position.  As Mikhail came close enough...   THWACK!!!   His whole body was sent flying back to the cell, smashing through his cell wall with a might, earth shaking force.  The speed of the Lich was remarkable, but this was almost God like as he came to the aid of the vampire maiden.  Barracus twirled his cane before planting it firmly in front of his body, poised and gentlemen like as Charles stood by his side once again.     "I do enjoy a rousing game of whack-a-mole as much as the next golfer does.  Wait, do golfers actually hit moles?  Bah...these are questions best saved for later.  Charles, where has our friend gone to?  Did he see me hit the mole?"  Rose tilted her head at the babbling of the Lich, wondering if he really was insane or not.   Massive snarling could be heard from inside the decimated cell, but also the roar of another creature close to it.  Rose, the Lich, and Charles only hears more rumbling and cracking from the cell, that was until Baldr's tiger form flew from the entrance made by Barracus towards the group.  Rose got in front of the others to catch the were tiger, grasping him soft and delicate, yet hard enough to stopped his movements before she landed on her feet.  The were tiger grunted hard, shaking his head before standing on his hind legs and joining the others as Mikhail's wolf form slowly appeared from the cell wall hole, snarling and drooling, his eyes fixated on his targets as he finally stopped, holding his ground.   "This place was not meat for such beasts and battles, it's too small and cramped.  If this happens, we have to stop it here...and..."  Rose looked at Barracus, who seemed to pay attention to only Baldr and Mikhail, looking back and forth between the two before speaking aloud.     "Charles...its a KITTY!!  There's the might stallion dog I've rode before.  Quickly, we must capture them for our collection"  Baldr growled at the Lich before turning back to Mikhail, the wolf acted upon instinct and charged quickly, Baldr and Rose lead the defense, both tacking the werewolf as all three rolled in the air before landing hard.  Baldr's tiger claws holding up Mikhail's front paws from crushing his body on the ground, Rose choke holding the massive wolf as best as she can and pulling back so the Russian would not snap at the tiger.  Barracus, now on top of Charles shoulder, joined the taming as well, batting away at Mikhail's maw to assist the tiger and vampire.  The feral wolf latched onto the staff at its center, now a grueling game of tug-o-war happened between the Lich and the werewolf.  Rose leaned in as close as she could without lessening her grip, finding a free area to attack.     "I am sorry, but this will help you in the long run"  Quickly leaning down, the vampire stuck her fangs into Mikhail's neck line, draining only a little blood for 4 seconds before the wolf whipped his neck back, sending her flying off.  Baldr slashed at the wolf's chest, making the massive creature back away at the pain, in the process making Mikhail release Barracus' cane.  The four formed up again, having cornered the werewolf, still ready to kill upon intent.  Rose brushed her lips clean of blood from her mouth, she wasn't able to get much, but it did put a sting into Mikhail's system for what it was worth.  Baldr growled back at the barking wolf, both staring one another down, his friend trying to help the Russian as best as he could, but so far, to no avail.  The idea of locking them up in a cell in the first place was a big mistake.  Barracus slid from Charles shoulders and held his place with the the others.     "I do say, this is a fun game of whack-a-mole!"  The werewolf huffed a massive amount of air into its lungs before bellowing out a vibrant howl, the howl itself sent the party members back a bit by the sheer force of the base and volume, almost like the collision fists of Mikhail and Charles from before, a shock wave.  Baldr growled and hissed before regaining his ground and charging again, Rose right behind, and the Lich with his servant once more at his side at the group collided again with the werewolf.   

^agreed, re-write I guess If you want.  Its still in good format.

Ok, I kinda got thrown off by your post Anakoni Stark.  Wasn't your character and accomplice, along with Jarik in New York waiting for us?  I'm confused on how you guys came to where we were in the safe house and joined us for dinner when we've already went through that portion of the evening.     I'm just pointing this out because I'm a bit stumped on how to make a post from there.

Hours had passed as if they were only minutes to the party as they ran cross country at their fastest to get to their destination; Dark, Baldr and Mikhail scouted ahead to make sure they were on the right path while the others kept a vigilant watch of their surroundings.  They moved quickly, even with the death of Malachi, his children and Rasputin's minions would be hot on their trail.  The sacrifice of Gabe weighed heavily on them all, mostly Akieen for her long time friend and companion through the many years, it seemed as if this overall mission was nothing but one big setback at a time as their numbers dwindled day by day.  Whoever would ally themselves with their group would only risk their own lives in the end, and already, their group was down by two.  The helpful human Ivil, and now the fallen Angel, Gabe.  On the second day of traveling, the group managed to hide themselves in a small tavern in Pennsylvania, to rest up and eat for thier final destination.  Still, silence fell onto the group as the humans and other creatures roamed about in their every day fashion.  Mikhail stirred his cup of coffee lazily as he reflected on the dream he had from Malaci's daughter, the one who gave him the message of his impending attack on the holy grounds.  She was not at the raid, but nor was another one of Malachi's clan members, Darian.  Barracus was trying to flag down one of the waitress', but she was freightened enough the man when he first ordered his water with 50 packets of sugar in the first place.    "I swear, these servants are not as loyal as Charles, not one bit.  They do absolutely nothing when beckoned"  Barracus pouted as he lowered his hand, tapping his foot continuously underneath the table.   "You'll have to make due for now Lich, it's bad enough we have to duck down in places like this, but to have you drag around the arm of your counterpart with the stink it brings.  Make me lose my appetite"  Kayin dropped his fork and knife, finishing only half of his meal, true to his word about the stink coming from the pouch Barracus carried about.    "It's my suvenier, if you wanted one so badly you should have asked like I did"  Barracus turned his head in a poutty manner.   "Didn't you take it off from the..." Akieen questioned, until the Lich interrupted her at the end.   "Details aren't important my dear, not important at all"  His eerie smile sent shivers down everyone's back as they concentrated on their next move.    "Alright, we're only a couple ours away from New York.  We can probably get there this evening if we finish up and head out now, stay in the shadows and make our go for the state line".   Akieen took a swig of her coffee quickly, keeping her voice low as some patrons walked by their table.   "Easy for you to say, if you forget some of us still need to recharge.  We've been on the run for two days.  We can't all recover as quickly as the were-shifters in our group"  Dark grunted, his coffee cup empty as was his strength.  Everyone nodded in agreement, they were worn out.    "We cannot just lay low now, we have to keep moving"  Akieen flagged down the waitress, but she was serving another table at the moment.   "Akieen, they need their rest and so do you.  Even we tire out"  Mikhail spoke up, the originator seemed to be annoyed with the responses the others were giving.   "I'm trying to keep us alive, or have you all forgotten the hoard following us still?  We can still sense them, we've kept them far by moving farther.  Let's not change the game plan now".   "Ð?а, но эÑ?о не Ñ?ак, как Ñ? нас есÑ?Ñ? Ñ?еалÑ?нÑ?е Ñ?ели или назнаÑ?ения, когда мÑ? добеÑ?емся до НÑ?Ñ?-Ð?оÑ?ка, Ñ?олÑ?ко имя Sanctuary./Yeah, but it's not like we have a real goal or destination when we get to New York, only the name of a Sanctuary."  Baldr spoke up in his Russian language.   "How about speak English, I know you can"  She growled, Baldr returning the gesture.   "What he means to say is, we're going in blind once again.  We just got served one hell of a back hand to our faces with what Malachi did, we need to be careful now more than ever"  Mikhail spoke to ease the tension, but even his nerves were on the end of their ropes.    "You guys are right, but we can't risk staying put too long.  I'm sorry, but we have to make our move to get to the sanctuary in New York as swiftly as possible."  Everyone sighed as the waitress came with their bill already paid, handing a piece of paper to  Akieen, a message from a friend the woman said before going to a new table and start her order.  Everyone looked questionable as Akieen opened the note and read its contents.  Her eyes flared as she stood up, reaching into her pocket for the tip and slamming it down hard, everyone knew to be on guard.  "Time to go, now."  No one questioned as they grabbed their belongings and left the booth.   "But I wanted more sugar than water"  Barracus complained, his shirt collar was grabbed by Malachi as he grabbed and dragged the lich to the exit.  The group walked down the road for a mile or so before following Akieen into a garage, rather small on the outside, but large enough like a warehouse on the inside.  Everyone made themselves stay close and on alert as they entered, the door closing abruptly behind them made their guard even tighter as the were creatures transformed, Kayin drawing his blade, Dark illuminating the dark with a bright white light spell and Barracus summoning Charles once more.     "I'm glad to see my father's plan was unsuccessful.  Welcome all"  The voice was familiar and a great relief to have heard after all the chaos, it was Darian.  The lights turned on as he and his sister, the one who warned Mikhail, stood above them in the rafters of the warehouse, smiling down.  Though it was a pleasure to see them alive and well, they were weary of their intentions.     "If you've come to finish us off, we're afraid we will have to take a rain check on that.  Your father had to"  Dark aimed his hand towards the two as a warning stance.   "So, have you come to betray us as well?"  Kayin shouted.  Darian and his sister began to walk down the metal steps towards the group, the were creatures growling as they approached.   "We're here to take you to New York, to the sanctuary you need to be.  I did not agree with our fathers plan, and more was at steak when he allied himself with Rasputin, our family was to never be spared even if they had killed you off.  Unfortunately for our father, we was old and weary of fighting a larger battle, so I took my sister Rose and fled the coven.  I sent her to warn you of the upcoming invasion, I'm sorry it cost you the life of another one of your friends Akieen.  But, we're here to offer you safe passage, no more, no less."  Darian spoke as the two now stood in front of the group, the were-creatures turned human again as Akieen spoke up.   "Start talking."  She said coldly.

An hour and a half to make that post, I hope you're all happy. Just take it, take it all you filthy whores!!! Lol, and that was me running on no sleep since 1pm yesterday, yay insomnia!!   I'm hoping this post will boost the story progress by a lot, giving us more of an opportunity to travel to our next destination and meet up with the others.

Dinner was brought to Mikhail's living area, he and Baldr decided to share a room together since they were both were-shifters and pretty much kept an eye on one another and the rest of the party while they slept in their heightened sense form with their telekinetic link they both shared.  Dark and Barracus joined the two later that evening; bringing Kayin from his room.  Akieen was nowhere to be found late that evening, so it almost felt like a boys night in while they feasted and drank what wine was brought to them.  All the members discussing their plan of action to happen during the hours of dawn, contemplating what their next move was to entail with their planned trip.    "Zombies are easy enough, but feral ones...those can be a tough bunch to deal with.  I've found out that lots and lots of fire can be real useful when encountered with too many"  Dark smirked as he took a sip from his cup, Baldr merely snickered at the thought.   "They aren't the most enjoyable to be around, or even work with.  They're especially hard to get information from"  Kayin stated as he  reclined sideways on the bed in the room.   "Great, just what we need to be smelling, right ya Soviet mutt?"   "Heh, burnt flesh is one thing, but decayed flesh, down right gross"  Mikhail chewed on his ham slices that were left on the wide variety of treys brought into them by the guards and other angels.  Rows and rows of assorted delights for each of them to feast upon, this may have been a sanctuary for fallen angels, but to the travelers, it felt like a little piece of heaven all the same.  Dark particularly cared for the fruits and wine selections they were brought, mentioning that their nutritional value was bar none to the other selected pieces of food.  Baldr and Mikhail just shrugged it off, nothing was going to get in the way of their hunger, and the angels were well prepared when they delivered close to ten treys of assorted meats of various creatures.  Mikhail stopped his gorging for a moment and noticed the Lich  flipping his cane in the air and catching it with the same hand, the glass handle end always being caught at the same spot, even as it spun several times before falling back into the necromancers grasp.  He didn't eat very much of what was available, and there was plenty to go around,  Baldr leaned close to his friend, taking a sip of his wine to down the contents he just ravaged.  "Ya know, I don't think he's every hungry"  The were-tiger telepathically whispered to his friend, a skill Mikhail was always thankful to have for such awkward moments.   "Come to think of it, I don't remember him eating much back at the vampire coven we were at when we had dinner.  Kind of odd"   "Well, Lich Lords are a mysterious bunch, this one however, a little more off in the head than I would have imagined"  Baldr snickered lightly, Barracus' eyebrow twitched for a moment, the instant the cane fell back into his hand once more, he lifted it with lightning speed and pointed directly at the two were-shifters, making them flinch at the swiftness.  Barracus merely smiled wide as Dark looked at his three companions, chewing on a bread loaf while Kayin simply smirked at what would happen next.    "Gentlemen, please, this is hardly the time to get cozy with one another.  One would wait until company has finished their meals before engaging in such erotic behavior"  Dark busted out laughing at the comment, a light chuckle came from kayin as both Mikhail and Baldr looked at one another for a moment, noticing how close they were before both jumped nearly to the wall to get space from one another.  Baldr growled and clenched his fists towards the Lich, Mikhail blushed at the embarrassment and surprise.  "Now now, no need to be caught off guard...or did you just put a show for us?  Hmmm, I really cannot recall...CHARLES!!"  There he went off again, calling for his zombie-like servant, it was a relief to the others that they finally saw him during the mad dash he did earlier in the afternoon.  To be honest, the other members of the party thought he literally was insane.  "Blast that foul man who call himself my servant, I really need to just be done with him.  But then, who will press my outfit for the morning?  Oh my, such question cannot be answered by me alone, CHARLES!!!"    Dark continued to laugh as Mikhail and Baldr resumed their place in the huddle.  The night grew late as Kayin was the first to leave for his own chambers, Barracus and Dark excused themselves as Mikhail and Baldr settled in for the night, Gabe came in to check on everyone, informing them that Akieen had already went to bed hours before they had.  Mikhail rested his head and felt heavy as he lost consciousness without even trying, inside the mental world of were-creatures, the white wolf form of Mikhail walked around in the dark woodland scenery.  He seemed to be on edge, as if another presence was around him without permission, the wolf continued to trot the familiar grounds, he stopped suddenly when he noticed Baldr's were-tiger form sleeping soundly on the ground, which raised an immediate alarm to Mikhail...they never slept in this realm.  Mikhail went to his friends side, nipping at his shoulder for a response...nothing.    "Wake up Baldr, come one, the wine wasn't that strong you weak ass Nazi!"  Hoping the joke would stir some sort of reaction from his friend, but Mikhail found out that nothing would wake this creatures.  There was shuffling coming the shadows of the trees, Mikhail turned and faced the sound, growling and baring his fangs as a lone creature slowly came into the light.  Covered in a silk lie robe, the slender arms slowly lifted to the hood and drew the fabric back.  It was the familiar face of the vampire female who Mikhail saved during the raid on the coven's building.  Mikhail didn't realize his actions next, but he sat like an obedient dog would have when she drew near, her velvet and black robe swaying with each step she took, seemingly majestic and flawless with her movements until she was directly in front of the white wolf looking up at his frame.  Mikhail looking down at the female.    "It's you...but how?  Ticks...I mean, vampires dont ever step on our turf like this, ever"  Mikhail was baffled at the skills of this young vampire entering their sacred realm.   "I'm a little more special than some of my brothers and sisters, we each have a unique ability that we use for the family".  That statement made Mikhail growl a little, remembering the betrayal done by Malachi.  "Please, don't be upset with my father, he was only trying to protect us from a greater death".   "Still, he would rather help that monster and offer our lives in exchange.  I can't be mad with him about protecting you or your kin...but it's sheer madness from what was explained to us by Akieen"  The girls eyes eminated a bright red sheen with her gaze, clearly it was a sign of her ability to enter Mikhail's and Baldr's mental retreat.    "I am not happy with what he's done, and it's why I left for what he's going to do..."  The giant wolf snorted at her words.   "What do you mean?  What's he planning to do?"  As the girl began to speak, she turned quickly, as if she heard something the wolf could not.  Quickly, she covered herself with her hood and she knelt and placed her hand on Mikhail's giant front paw, it stung for a moment, but the small pain vanished in seconds.  The girl stood quickly and fled the opposite way she came from in the woods, she turned around slowly before vanishing with her speed, her rose colored lips moving ever so slowly in that once instance.    "...Run..."  Then, she was gone, but her voice echoed louder and louder until it began to hurt the wolf's sensitive ears.  Mikhail shook his head, but the word continued to replay over and over until it was too much to bear anymore.  Mikhail opened his eyes, back in human form as he sat straight up from his spot, breathing like a marathon runner would if he had been running from the apocalypse himself.  The Russian looked over to see Baldr turning in his sleep, a sign he was still alive at least.  Removing the sheets, Mikhail got up and looked out the window, the sun was just beginning to breach the night sky and greet the dark blue shade with a glowing orange and yellow tone.  Already the castle guards made their patrol rounds, the scent of pine from the woods comforted the wolf man as he left the room to stretch and roam about on his own.  Mikhail had never been the first to wake up, but it was a nice change.  Exiting a door, the wolf man placed his elbows on a concrete slab as he looked down the castle walls and to the woods in the distance.  There were light footsteps that came closer to him, it was Gabe holding a cup of brew, no doubt coffee for the wolf.    "You're up early today Mikhail".  The wolf man smiled and took the cup, sniffing the intoxicating aroma with vigor.    "Thank you.  Weird dream last night, guess it got me started for the day".  Gabe smirked as he went about his business, but stopped for a moment and turned to the sound of breaking glass.  Gabe saw Mikhail grasp onto the concrete slab and the material cracked and broke in his grasp, the wolf man snarled and grunted, trying to keep his wolf form in check, but the sudden urgency in his body told him something was out in the woods, and it was coming closer.    "Mikhail?  What's going on?".  Gabe questioned, but Mikhail only snapped his jaws more, pacing back and forth in his spot, it was then that their enemy had been revealed.  The woods seemed to light up like fire, but not by the element, by the color of red eyes that marched towards the castle with a leisurely pace, hundreds, if not thousands of vampires marched through the evergreens and trees towards the castle barriers, with their main leader at the front, stopping mere inches from the crossing line of Holy Ground.  Malachi.   "Don't be a fool Vampire, even you know you won't survive if you place one foot down on Holy Ground, what is the meaning of this?".    "I've come to fulfill my end of the bargain Gabriel, let me have Akieen and her allies, and you will be spared his wrath"  With that, the Hell hounds howled in the distance, their forms slowly showing in the shades of the trees, the sun's rays barely touching their skin, making them visible still before the dawn.  With the hounds, the turned wolves and remaining turned humans that were left joined the vampire coven at their marching line, surrounding half of the castle with their mass forces.     "No matter how big your army, none of you can step onto this land without my permission.  This show of force was pointless Vampire, be gone with all of you".  Gabe spat down to the ground, his forces already armed and ready for an altercation as they scanned their surroundings.  "Think about what you're doing Malachi, and think hard before believing you can intimidate me".   "I hate to disappoint you Gabriel, but this is serious.  You are right, I cannot enter without permission, seeing as you still have some heavenly powers to aid your fortress....however, that doesn't mean my friend cannot".  Malachi moved aside to let a sickly, skeletal figure walk up to the barrier line where the enemy dared not cross.  A whisper and a small enchantment was said, the figure placed his hand onto the soil of Holy Ground, and slowly, the soil turned black and grey, like ash in seconds.  It covered a large distance, crawling up the walls and completely engulfing more than half of the castle.  Malachi stood next to the enchanter, with a confident stride, he began to slowly walk towards the castle walls, his children and minions rushing past their leader as they charged for the angels.  Gabe was stricken with surprise, the others came from their rooms when the large boom of angel's and creatures collided with one another, Akieen looked down to see Malachi look up at her with a cold, death stare.   "How is this possible?!"  Kayin drew his Katana, slicing the head off a turned wolf that leaped into the air to tackle the pack.  "This is Holy Ground, they're not suppose to be on Holy Ground!!"  Dark covered his ally's back with a fire blast spell, once finished, he sent several volley's down below to assist the angels.  It was Barracus who spoke to answer this time.    "Because, they had help from a Lich Lord.  Clever bastards...".  His tone was straight forward and enraged, looking down at his fellow Lich ally himself with the traitorous Vampire Coven and its leader.  However, Mikhail noticed that the girl who he saved before, the one in his dream, was not part of the assault.  Her appearance was the warning Mikhail missed, and now this sanctuary would most likely fall.  Barracus twirled his can and batted two vampires away with such might, their bodies turned to dust as his cane connected.  "Come now Charles, we have work that must be done".  The tone was yet again serious, if not deadly.    "Gabe, we gotta move and we gotta move now".  Akieen round housed two vampire children of Malachi's as the castle walls were now crawling with various creatures.  "DAMN YOU VAMPIRE".  Gabe roared as he dealt a powerful punch to a turned human, launching its body back into the woods. His angel's putting up the best fight they could, but it was a losing battle as some began to retreat, supporting one another and their injured.   "We can't stay up here forever, what's the plan?".  Kayin stabbed a vampire in its chest before it could get close enough to bite.  Mikhail hear the same words he heard before he awoke, once again, getting louder and louder...but there was no pain this time, just the clear meaning.   "...Run..."  With that one word from the wolf man, everyone knew what to do.  Gabe nodded and lead the group back into the castle to get to their escape route for their next sanctuary. 

Let's try to stick with what we have is what I'm saying, but deviating away from it only works if we're all in sync for it.  Virus and strains, I just like already how there are not a lot of were's left, however the ones who are left were created from experimentation.  Some have mated, others are loners, but even the mated ones only made a small litter to expand their clan.  Not like its rabbits going at it.   Hey guess what?  First post on the second page!!  Suck it b*tches :D:D   ~Shwa 

Mikhail and Baldr exchanged stories and continued their card game the the day passed by, still no other word from their allies as the two had already finished off what little Vodka the weretiger possessed, leaving both relaxed yet alert. Mikhail thought it was in good fortune to have an ally like Baldr around, he would have been more helpful had he accompanied Mikhail to America in the first place, but the Russian didn't believe all of this mess would happen so quickly, or at all.  Another game of poker began, the wolf versus the tiger once more as they picked up their cards and stared one another down, yet looking into one another's eyes, they were lost in their own world outside of the human flesh.  A connection was made only few wolves and creatures were able to make with another species, inside their minds was a never ending forest full of fresh fruits, animals to prey on, oasis more beautiful to describe and plenty of trees to admire.  Their own personal get away from their human shells, a place to contemplate, spar, or even lounge when time permitted.  Baldr sat on his hind legs close to the waterfall and pond, surveying the area as his tail lazily tapped on the rock he stood upon.  Mikhail laid next to the tiger, front legs crossed as his head rested in the groove that he created as the ambiance of the water running and leaves swaying in the wind relaxed both creatures.    "You were in battle, it shows clearly in your wolf form"  Baldr mentally notes as he looked down at his friend.   "I got caught by surprise, they sent their warriors in waves from weakest to strongest and so on.  A good strategy I will admit.  No worries, the oven we were with were nice enough to heal me up and remove the poison, or what was left of it"  Mikhail yawned as he stretched out on the rock.   "I taught you better than that, and you should know better than that all around flea bag.  Still, from what you've mentioned, seems like they had some ulterior motives in the end"   "Not everything was explained to us, but the originator got us out when the time was crucial.  So as far as I'm concerned, it doesn't matter if there were any other motives."  Baldr gave a mental chuckle, making Mikhail lift his head up and to the side.   "It's just surprising you went inside the den of ticks in the first place, not like you at all"   "Give me a break, everything happened so fast, its not like I liked the idea at all when I found out"  Mikhail snorted.    Both creatures just relaxed in the glow of their mental wilderness, a place where they would escape to when things got out of hand, or for Mikhail's case, when he was no longer in control of his rage due to the full moons effects.  Back in reality, both men still played their game normally, talking about random subjects unrelated to the conversation they were having telepathically, the door to Mikhail's room was cracked slightly, one of the guards peered inside to check on their guest.  Another guard came by to give report until he was stopped.   "What do you make of this?  That creature wasn't with their party with Gabe when they were first brought here"   "Hmmm....should we sound the alarm and seize him?"   "No, Gabe already as too much on his hands to deal with, letting those demons into our grounds in the first place with that girl.  These lot seem to be behaving, however there's someone snooping around in the library at books I don't feel comfortable for him to be reading.  Send a security detail down there to get him out now and find out what he's learned."  The taller guard gave his order, closing the door to Mikhail's room as the other guard went to carry out his orders quickly.  Back in the mental oasis, both Mikhail's and Baldr's ears perked up with what they heard, Mikhail raising his head and standing  next to the tiger as both surveyed the area to hear more, but nothing came.    "Hmmmm, that's unusual.  I only heard whispers...did you?"  Mikhail questioned, Baldr only growled as he began to pace the stop he once sat on.   "So far no one has been able to hide their presence from us in here, maybe its because we're on holy grounds"  Mikhail nodded at the possibility, laying back down, he felt as if he needed a eternities sleep.  "Why are you always so tired?"   "I dunno, maybe because I feel at peace being on these grounds".  Both Baldr and Mikhail chuckled lightly as the weretiger sat next to his ally as before and closed his own eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun and the coolness of the breeze fly through his fur.  Back in reality, their human forms continued their game, a knocking came from the door ever so lightly, but powerful as the two men looked at the door.  Both men stood up from their spot, but the door began to open from the other side, a female angel came inside with  a tray of fruits and two empty glasses for the men, it was lunch time apparently.  Next, another servant came in with a tray full of sliced raw meats for the two, it was a marvel as more and more women came in with treys of food for the two. "Compliments of your host, our leader Gabe.  He hopes you are enjoying your shelter here and rest, this is just a snack from what the main course will be for this evening.  Please, eat up and rebuild your strength"  There was something about the woman's voice that was comforting, yet commanding at the same time, but her overall presence was stunning, but of course, she was an angel.  "All members of your party are receiving their light snacks now, however two members of your party are not in their quarters."  Baldr and Mikhail both exchanged glances.     "Who would they be?"  Baldr spoke up.   "The Lich and the....the...."  She almost seemed scared to even utter his very presence.   "The demon, Dark.  He's only half demon"  Mikhail answered for her, yet still it seemed as if she were to say the word, it would burn her beauty right then and there.  Once the treys were set down, the women left the men to their food.  "That was a bit odd, wouldn't you say?"  Mikhail turned to see Baldr already stuffing his face full of meats and cheese.   "ЧÑ?о, ангелÑ? ... пойди Ñ?азбеÑ?исÑ?/Whatever, angels...go figure..."  Baldr grumbled as he stuffed his face, Mikhail sitting down again as he grabbed a slab of beef, lightly cooked but tenderly juicy, and began to devour it in his hand. 

No disappointment on my end at least, I actually liked the surprise that we're still in the states.  Sazabi's character was able to still make contact with mine so that was helpful (originally we had planned to meet in Russia, but now that its done its all gravy).  However, just some elements in previous post just seem to give off the plot of the story a bit easily.  If you get my meaning.  Personally, just feel like we already will know what will happen with certain characters down the road way into the beginning processes of the story development.  I could be speculating so correct me if I'm wrong.    On another note K.G, would you like to mention about the full moon's appearance down the road or would you like me to do it?  Just for our werewolf character sakes, along with Sazabi's weretiger, although I'm not sure if his character will be effected the same way.

Ok, I'll be the first to say this but we really gotta reel it back and regroup here.  This is all starting to seem a bit too predictable and already not making sense with the original story line. 

OOC:  Hey all, apologies for the late response, was having some issues with my account and logging in.   Though the battle may have been averted and at a standstill for the moment, the warriors needed their rest to continue on their quest to rid themselves and the world of the oncoming evil at hand.  Rasputin...a name Mikhail has only heard in history books and known to be one of the most volatile men to ever grace History's chapters with his betrayal and onslaught onto the Russian people.  Still, Mikhail would never have guessed such a man was mixed in with all of this mess...the supernatural, the creatures of the night.  The werewolf thought it was way before his time before the originator was created, apparently that wasn't the case or the matter at hand.  He was up to no good, and their goal was now clear, he had to be stopped before the gates of hell could be reopened.  Mikhail stirred the broth he was served with a very delicate and elaborate spoon given to him at his table setting, the pungent smell of flavored chicken made the werewolf warm as the scent enticed his senses, but he was too worried about what had transpired during his time in the states.  Thinking of the children who, not too long ago, were playing outside with one another while their party waited in the apartment before the ambush, thinking of their fate didn't go well with the werewolf.  To add to the dismay of Malachi losing so many children of his during the assault, and the loss of their human friend Ivil, it was a lot to take in so suddenly.  Akieen seemed to be holding up well, but looks were always something she was good at to make sure others were not so troubled, Mikahil knew though, it pained them both.  When werewolves make a bond with someone, even the slightest of friendships meant a lot to them, no matter how little the time spent.  The scent will always stay in their senses of the person they had a connection with.  Mikhail lazily looked around the table, Dark swallowing an item he had just conjured up moments ago, received a lot of surprises from Kayin and other members.  Barracus seemed to care little about the feast in front of him, merely beaming with glee as he donned his new Top Hat given to him by Malachi to replace the one damaged during their fight defending the steel door down below.  Some small chit chat between the members arose a Mikhail looked around, the poison in his body now lessened, his own genes protecting the man from infection or evil thoughts, but the effects still took place little by little.  It wasn't until his name was called that brought Mikhail out of his entropy and focus back on the conversation.   "I swear my boy, do you clean behind your ears when you bathe?  Can wolves do that while in the bathroom?  It would be an interesting study to examine, or would it?"  Barracus took off his new hat to marvel at the craftsmanship put into it, sturdy and poised like the elegant crazy man was when he needed to be.   "Oh, sorry was just thinking about the whole thing"  Mikhail sighed as he picked up his utensil and tasted the brew for the first time, the contents made him smile slightly.  It was well prepared and the taste was sensational, he was unaware that ticks...no, vampires, could ever be so clever to concoct something like this in their spare time.    "How is the food fairing for everyone?"  Malachi asked as he took a sip from his crystal champagne glass, clearly though, it wasn't red wine he was drinking, Akieen and Mikhail knew that instantly when it was poured into his glass by one of his human servants.  A small dribble stayed at the corner of Malachai's mouth as he swallowed, but the scent was enough to block out the aroma of the delicious meal in front of them.  It was still something the werewolf would have to get used to, the ticks in Russia were equally elegant and charming, but doubled in their murderous intentions.     "Excellent, as expected from you Malachi.  Thank you once again for aiding us...yet, I can't help but mourn for the children you lost in the battle"  Akieen wiped her mouth with a silk napkin quickly, the elder vampire closed his eyes, swirling the contents of his glass slightly.   "A shame indeed, they were fierce in battle and did as any of us would to protect our family and loved ones.  They will all be missed, but we cannot wait not to mourn them my dear, the time must be right.  We have more pressing matters to attend to, unfortunately".  Everyone nodded slightly at the comment.  Barracus took a spoonful of his broth and made sure everyone knew of it by the sound he made.   "Wonderful!  Simply wonderful.  That is, this liquid delight you have brought to me,  I must get Charles to prepare this when I return.  Wait, are we going anywhere?  No, no that's absurd, we've only just arrived.  Goodness me, where are my unmentionables I packed?  CHARLES!?"  Barracus looked around slightly annoyed, but continued to enjoy his meal, everyone stated at the Lich Lord, eyebrows raised at his sudden...lunacy.  But, they were beginning to get use to his madness little by little.    "Speaking of which, what is the next course of action we should take?"  Kayin tore a piece of bread in half as he spoke.   "Rasputin has made his first move, killing off the city to complete one of the keys needed to open the Gates of Hell, but even he can't stay out in the human world for long periods of time."  Malachi spoke as more of his servants came into the dinning room, wheeling around lovely looking salads and desserts on carts for everyone to see.  Dark looked around smiling at the lovely array of sweets, Mikhail finished broth before smelling the sweets in the air, his foot tapping over and over at the delicious aroma.    "What do you mean by that good sir?"  Barracus stabbed one of the cakes that passed him by, scooping the pastry onto his index finger and inserting it into his mouth.  The maid seemed surprised, but she was forced to place the whole cake in front of the Lich Lord, figuring that was the sweets he desires.  "Come come madam, if I digest this whole thing Charles will have a fit!"   "What I mean is, he is back from the dead, so he is limited to how long he can stay awake without needing a recharge"  Malachi spoke.   "So, where do you think he'll need rest at then?"  Dark questioned, licking his fork of frosting.   "Usually his home land"  Everyone stopped slightly at the response, but they all knew too well where that was, Russia.  Akieen nodded slightly as she took a sip of her drink.   "We need to make a preemptive strike while he slumbers, if at all possible.  But first, we would need to find him first  Mikhail finished his slice of cake happily, it took away the pain from his shoulder, and it was nice to see the vampire girl he had saved early in the grand hall was alive, she was the one who served his treat with a smile.  Both glad to see one another live another day.    "So once we find him, we can try to get rid of him.  Fine and simple, yet we have a problem in that continent, the Vamburon coven"  Malachi nodded slightly, Mikhail froze for a moment before nodding as well.  Everyone at the table knew of the murderous vampire clan in Russian, the wolf man knows of them too well, having to dodge them at every turn and corner unless he was working at the night club they owned.  It seemed to be neutral territory for everyone, even creatures of the night.  "It wont be a walk in the park, I've worked for them a couple times, very tight bunch of blood suckers...no offense to you sir".   "None at all, I am not favorable of their clan either, which is why we try our best to excommunicate them from our region.  So far, it seems to be working out well."   "Mikhail hails from that area, and probably has more experience in their stomping grounds."  Aikeen spoke up.   "True, however with only just us, we wouldn't survive an assault like we did here.  There are not many werewolves in Russian, most are scattered about in small clans in the mountain areas, I'm the only one who relocated to the main capital.  Still, my pack can communicate telepathically with one another, but I can't reach them from this distance.  However, with our current situation, I don't see a way of us escaping the city without someone finding out"  Mikhail pondered the idea as he spoke.   "I could try to find a teleportation spell to use, I haven't had the need to use them in so long, would be nice to freshen up."  Dark mentioned, Akieen nodded at the comment.     "Let's get some rest and heal up, I'm sure we could all use some down time before we make a definite plan of action"  With that, everyone stood up from their spots and thanked the human and vampire servants, and thanked Malachi for his generosity.  One by one they were lead to their rooms to get what little rest they could before making a move.  After a nice long shower and soaking time, Mikhail exited the bathroom feeling refreshed and new.  The bite wound on his shoulder was all bit healed up, the bruise lightening in color around his skin from the bite mark.  It came to a shock to the werewolf that his clothes had been taken and cleaned of blood from the battle, the service in his coven was top notch, that was for sure.  Mikhail reached into his jean pocket and took out his phone, making sure to lock the door before making a call back to his home country.  If their group were to travel to Russian sometime soon, they would need at least one safe spot to gather and contemplate a plan of action, unfortunately, his club could not remain neutral if the Vamburon coven had ties with Rasputin.  Mikhail phone rang twice before going to voice mail, Mikhail cursed under his breath, but would have to wait before contacting his ally.   "Ð?алÑ?дÑ?, эÑ?о Ð?иÑ?аил. СлÑ?Ñ?ай, не могÑ? даÑ?Ñ? вам все подÑ?обносÑ?и, но я нÑ?ждаÑ?Ñ?ся в ваÑ?ей помоÑ?и на Ñ?Ñ?о-Ñ?о. Ð?еÑ?езвони мне, когда вÑ? эÑ?ого или пÑ?оснÑ?Ñ?Ñ?ся./Baldr, it's Mikhail.  Listen, can't give you all the details, but I'm in need of your help on something.  Call me back when you get this or wake up. "  Mikhail hung up after his message and laid on the comfortable mattress of his bed, slowly drifting off as the night starts illuminated the night. 

The mixture of noises was enough to make any werewolf frantic and crazy, but the mixture of scents almost toppled Mikhail as their hunters and attackers entered with a surge of blood lust for their party members.  Now, this coven was under attack after offering their assistance, something that history rarely mentions in famous battles, but this was far from a page to be remembered.  The atmosphere was tense enough for Mikhail, to be associated with "ticks"....a common word his pack always called the vampires in Russia.  Never the less, he would have to deal and accept their help for the shelter, but now it seems they were in need of assistance in surviving from this onslaught.  Mikhail was not one to shy away from owing anyone back, and it would hurt his pride to ever be helped without lending a hand to a ti...a vampire.  To the wolf's right, he could see some of the vampire children assaulting one of their attackers, three against one was hardly a fair fight, but these kin of Malachi were indeed strong and strong willed to protect their coven.  However, the enemy should never be underestimated.  Mikhail grunted as he was tackled to the floor from behind, the sheer force caught the werewolf off guard as the two creatures rolled back and forth, Mikhail trying his best not to be bitten by this changed hellspawn human.  Growls and hisses now filled the room as if it were a scene from a dramatic battle from a movie, both sides fighting for their lives as more of the enemy forces breached its way inside the building.  Mikhail now on his back, held onto the wrists of his attacker, dodging the stabbing bites the human made for hit face one by one, there was a loud cracking sound as Barracus' cane dealt a swift blow to the back of the hellspawn's head, clearly breaking the skull in one swift motion.  Mikhail tossed the body off of his as a hand was extended to help him up.   "Come dear fellow, the hounds are released as we must join the hunt"  Barracus nodded with haste, but the tone of his voice threw the werewolf off.  Was this man serious or being playful?  Mikhail accepted the hand, being pulled to his feet with such ease as the two men scanned their surroundings.    "Thanks....I think.  There are too many of them for us to take on"   "Too many?  No, not too many.  Perhaps, I'm never good with mathematics unless it has to do with birds"  Barracus took a side step, extending his arm as another hellspawn human came close, connecting his elbow to the creatures throat for a hard close line attack.  Mikhail raised his eyebrow slightly at the show of strength and skill, Barracus simple twirled his cane and took down two more turned humans with accurate strikes to the head.  Both fell before the two men.   "Now then, are we winning?  I can never tell"  Mikhail grabbed a hellspawn by the neck after a failed attempt at rushing for the werewolf, turning slightly, the werewolf tossed the human hellspawn like a rag doll to the wall, hearing the bones of his body break as a loud shreek tore through his mouth from the impact.  "Well done my boy, fine work indeed.  It was fine work, was it not?"   "I guess so"  The werewolf was always confused by the tone of Baraccus' voice, but having him as an ally never seemed to question him, just his logic.  Akieen swiped at a couple of the creatures that thought they had cornered the original werewolf, with a might bat of her claw she sent them hurtling through the air with ease.  She let out a mighty roar from her throat as she continued her attack, Malachai at her side as the skilled vampire protected the group and his children with expertise and age old tactics.  Barracus continued defending the two as Mikhail dashed off to assist a young vampire from being mauled, her hisses loud as she gasped for air, holding onto her attackers arm, bearing her nails into its skin to release her throat for air.  Mikhail dealt a swift punch to the hellspawns side, then to his face when it had turned around to see its attacker, once the blow connected, he released his hold onto the vampire child.  She gasped as they both stared at one another with hard, hatred filled looks.  Mikhail's fangs slowly showed while the vampire girl merely scrunched her face, the werewolf was heated and raged, but shakenly he extended his hand to assist the young girl up from the floor.  She nodded and took his help without question.   "Thank you"  She coughed, then hearing more hisses, she fled to assist her family.  Loud gunshots echoed upstairs as Dark made sharpshooter strikes against the hellspawn, covering Darian's back as the two formed their small circle as they slowly descended down to the others, killing off their enemy one by one.  When Dark had to reload his mystical bullets, Darian would take the role of defending until Dark's weapon was fully loaded, then the fight would continue.  For a brief moment, all the vampires seemed to pause in their actions, as if being warned about something.  Mikhail and Akieen sensed something was amiss as well until both looked at one another, feeling the strange hurting coming from both their hearts.  Kayin quickly sliced at a hellspawn that was about to jump onto Akieen's back, landing gracefully on the ground, flicking his katana so the blood would leave his blade.    "What's going on?"  Kayin questioned, but as soon as he questioned, the fighting seemed to become more intense for the vampires, and more enemies invaded their home.  The hunter quickly resumed his slashes at more hellspawn that drew near him, cutting with such ease it were as if their bodies were made of water as they fell at the hand of his blade, one by one.      "They've found the human scent, and I cannot contact my children who were sent to escort them"  Malachai hissed as he back handed two hellspawn who lunged for him, sending them sprawling on the ground.  Mikhail quickly sniffed out Ivil's scent, it lingered slightly but was still strong enough to trace.    "We'll handle it good sir, as gentlemen should"  Barracus grabbed onto Mikhail's shoulder and the two dashed off towards the far side door.  The building was larger inside than it appeared on the outside, There was a wooden door entrance that lead to a sub basement, it had been torn through with little resistance.  Blood was in the air, dead blood from what Mikhail could figure.  Loud thumping could be heard from the bottom as four hellspawn creatures clawing and pounding away at the massive entrance.  Barracus tapped onto Mikhail's shoulder with his cane lightly to get his attention.   "See there good fellow?  That's a sign they still have manners.  Or is it?  Maybe they're just impatient"  Barracus stated loud enough to grab the creatures attention.  They turned slightly to see the Werewolf and Lich Lord come down onto them with such might and vigor.  These creatures seemed to be stronger than the ones in the man hall, Mikhail could barely see their movements as he dodged and stayed away from their claw strikes.  Without noticing though, two hellspawn fell from above, hiding in the shadows as they landed on top of both Mikhail and Barracus.  Barracus was able to throw his attacker off of his body and resume the fight, Mikhail growled in pain as one planted his sharp fangs into his shoulder, holding tight as the werewolf stumbled.  Barracus swung his cane with such force at Mikhail's attacker, it forcefully removed its head, the creatures body went limp on the floor as Mikhail held onto his shoulder.  The pain was blinding, but Mikhail could no longer keep his rage in check as he shook and growled, drooling from his mouth as he howled, releasing his rage as his body morphed and grew into his white wolf form, tall and strong as his yellow eyes peered to his attackers.  Barracus smiled as he jumped high into the air and landed on Mikhail's back, grabbing onto a patch of hair and pointing to his enemies with his cane, Mikhail snarled and snapped at the air, his claws digging into the cement ground  His own blood staining his fur as it flowed freely from his wound.  The wolf felt the burning sting eat at him, the feeling of his strength weakening, but the pain made the wolf stronger as he bared his fangs at the hellspawn.      "Come my boy, we have work to do"  Mikhail howled before charging at their enemies while Barracus protected his high ground with his cane, laughing as he swung his tool with glee. 

So besides waiting on The Enemy to make his initial post, are we gonna move this along?

Cosmos the God broke the law, while on parole.  It was his responsibility to make sure he would stay out of trouble in exchange for his freedom back in civilization, he chose not to follow the rules given to him and he will be sentenced to jail time.  No matter what the circumstances, the ends don't justify the means.    WBC is notorious for starting up panic within small communities for the sake of their religion, which is a laugh all the same because we all know (or at least smart Americans and Christians) that they are far from the standings of what real Christianity teaches.  Unfortunately, they are protected not only by the church, but by the United States Constitution under the rights of Freedom Of Speech.  We've seen it numerous times, not only with WBC, but with other organizations or individuals who use this to their advantage to speak their minds of hate and ignorance.   I'm sure if the Salvation Army were to join forces with the WBC, they would lose millions of supporters and donations for what they try to do as a charitable organization.  Without them, they would literally be f***ed.   ~Shwa