lily

Dash entered his new home, a small room with bare walls, a cot, and a bathroom. "Well its more comfotable then then I'm used to." He had been on the run for a year an a half now. A year and a half since he killed his parents and inharited that white wolf's curse. He set down the brefcase and sat on the cot and rubed his hands over his face. He need to think about his new "family." Thats what Seraphim had called it a; family. During ther first meeting Dash sat quitely and listend to his story, the history of Vampires, Werewolves and Sprits. Explaning his new powers how to sense a Vampire or a Sprite. The start of his war. The reson behind it the only thing that caught dashs attention, Seraphim wanted a place in the world he wanted people to know what lerked in the night. Dash couldn't help but think what if he had known. He would still be human, he would still have his parints, he would still have a life. The thought almost caused him to go Feral but he tred to keep it in check. Seraphim had noticed "Youll learn to control it in time young blood" this vamp commanded respect. He was a leader, he was being honest with him, so dash gave him it "Always willing to learn some thing new ..sir" Seraphim smiled "Take this brifcase to your new room. Welcome dash to The Harbingers. Do you have any questions?" Dash "One." Seraphim "Go on" "Is ther a cure for this?" Seraphim smiled and said "One " "What?" "Death" Dash smiled "Glad its so easy to come by then." Dash turned for the door. Seraphim had caught his arm "Do I need to worry about your loyalty?" Dash smiled "No.. I'm a dog remember?" Seraphim let go "Nemo will contat you later. Be on your way." "Yes sir" and Dash walked out. A fine first impression with his new boss. Dash left his room. He wanted to explore the camp while it was still day light, to avoid vamps. So far he had only meet 2. The rest looked at him with distain. He came to a large obstickel course on the out skirts of the camp. Mabye later he ,thought. As he strolled around the camp back to his room, his thoughts turned to his new allies. K. was the first to mind he seemed ok for a vamp, at least he had been kind enough to introduce himself. Next Nemo. Seraphim had warrned him about this sprite but he couldint help but like the first side of him he meet in the grave yard. He had gone to visit his parents after the explosions in the city. He figuerd the cops would be to busy with the fires to be looking for a now 18 year old runaway murderer, He had made it to ther grave stones and set down his belongings. "Here lies John and Amy Dashing." He hit his knees and tryed to scream but only a long sorrow filled howl filled the air. He had gone feral involintary again. Then he smelled some thing. He wiped around to see a boy, about his age, smiling, not scared, just smiling. Dash fought to regain his composer "What?" The boy's scent changed. He smelled like a spent fire cracker his attitude changed too. He looked at the graves "Oh is the poor puppy crying about his parints?" Dash laughed at the boy "I dont think you whant to do this" The boys demeaner changed again. He smiled. "Yes we do" Dash "We?" A flash of lightning sent him though a mosolim, tumbling end over end. Dash stood up, bared his fangs, and went Feral, jumped over the mosolim ruins "Since when does the CRTF recuit pups?" the boy asked as he rolled right and lunged at him. The boy reacted just as fast lobing a fire ball at Dashs chest knocking him on his back. He rolled to his feet and growled. The boy smiled "Why wont you just DIE!!" Lightning surged though his body he couldn't move. He was exusted. He chaned back to his human form. The boy stop, still smiling, walked over, and looked down at him. Dash maneged to speak "What are you?" The boy looked confused "You..you dont know?" "Forgive me I'm still new at this." Dash moaned "Ah we're going to guess your not CRTF, are you?" "Nope, and who the fuck is 'we'? Are the others here?" The boy "Yes and no" "You lost me" Dash replied. "We are Nemo" The boy said. Dash paused. "Oh, I get it. You're crazy." The boy laughed "Well one of us is" "Well I'll just be going now then" Dash tried to stand but fell over "We hurt you" "Well no duh! I'll be fine. Thanks for your concern." "We know a place you can rest." "I'll be all right. Just give me one thing." "What do you ask of us?" "Answers" "We can not. We are busy" "Then good bye" Dash stood and started to limp away. "We know some one who can." Nemo called out. Dash looked to his parints graves. "Well, I got nothing to lose." "Good. Let's go pup." Dash grabed his things and walked over to the boy. Dash held out his hand "My name is Dash and I'm not a puppy" The boy similed "We are Nemo, and yes you are" Their first encounter was rough, but if it wasn't for Nemo, he would still be on the run. Now he had a place to live, a cause to fight for, and a family to protect. Dash gathered himself and made his way to the obsical course.

Name:Jack"Dash"Dashing Age: 17 born September 13 1990 (bitten June 13 2007) Gender: Male Species:Werewolf Alliance: The Harbingers Appearance:as a human Dash is a handsome 5'7 17 year old boy with blue eyes brown hair always styled in a messy fauxhawk (even in wolf form) he wares a black zip up hoody ripped dark blue jeans and steel toed boots before going Feral he tries to remove the jacket and boots he also wheres a St Michael pendant around his neck(a present for his 13th birth day)[url]http://i708.photobucket.com/albums/ww89/lily111/halloween.jpg[/url] [url]http://i708.photobucket.com/albums/ww89/lily111/Werewolf.jpg[/url] Personality: Dash dropped his real name and adopted his nick name as to not have his past find him after he turned,he is still new to being a werewolf and his emotions betray that (anger sorrow and attraction cause him to go Feral) he's fast quick witted and flirty.loyalty and honor are his two most redeeming qualities as a human he was narcissistic an loved the sound of his own voice even as a wolf he could be heard howling he also enjoys free running and womanizing he hates guns and loves a fair fight he Only goes Feral to end the fight or run away (and when he cant control him self) he cant stand to eat humans vamps or other wolves instead choosing to hunt small game to feed on Weapons: 1 copper bracer and gauntlet on his left arm a small gun metal hunting bow and dark blood red quiver he only carries 17 arrows at a time 2 silver these is the only ones he will kill with 8 poison tipped(only causes the target to lose focus for 5 min not harmful)and 5 incendiary arrows (only for distractions) 2 zip line arrows Unique Ability/Special Skills: faster then most werewolves due to being a free runner as a human and even though he doesn't see it since his 13th birthday he has always been extremely lucky having an enemy trip, drop there weapon, or even missing opportune moments to strike a death dealing blow. Writing Sample:he needed to clear his head the park the one he loved that is until he was bit there he would never forget that hot night in June he had gone to the park because of his parents fighting, running and jumping over bushes and walls he finally stopped at a small bridge and looked to the moon it was full he was lost in its soft pale light. his watch beeped it was 11:10 he had to get home, as he looked up from his watch there it was, white fur and those eyes those beautiful and deadly green eyes, to intranced to run he stared as the wolf crept closer it was the most magnificent creater he had ever seen.It pounced ripping in to his left forearm. jack let out a long scream and blacked out when he awoke his shirt was soaked in blood but the wound had healed was it a bad dream ? no, if it was where did the blood come from? he ditched the shirt and ran home hes parents were at work when he got home and he had all ready missed 1st an 2nd period so he stayed home. he pored him self a bowl of cereal and took a bite and gagged was the milk bad? no then why did it taste spoiled he looked in the fridge then the smell of meat hit his nose hot dogs no need to cook them he was starving he ripped in to all 8 of them "wow i was hungry" after his breakfast jack went to the living room and popped Brotherhood of the Wolf(Le Pacte Des Loups) in to the DVD player he started to drift of to sleep when he awoke it was night once more and his parents arguing in the kitchen he growled and walked in to his room and slammed the door but he could still hear it the yelling the screaming dishes braking it made him so angry jack shut his eyes and gritted his teeth then it hit him he stared getting dizzy and tried to make it to his bed to lay down 1 step the edges of the room stated going black 2 steps his vision tunneled there was no 3erd step. when he awoke again he was covered in blood but this time he could taste it he blinked he was in his kitchen laying next to him were his parents both there throats ripped out he gasped then he heard it sirens they sounded right out side he ran to the window nothing but he knew he had to leave he ran to his room grabbed a jacket and a pair of shoes the sirens were ringing in his ears now jack did the only thing he was ever good at.. he ran.he ran until he meet the only two people that would help him at lest at the time he thought they were people. was there any way to get this nightmare to stop the only way dash could think of was to kill the thing that started it all for him ..the white wolf and with the help of the The Harbingers he might get his wish