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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 11:41 pm
Crytuf Pulling the hat to sit properly on her head she looked up and down the street, as if it would provide answers to her. She hated being given decisions, a life time of taking orders really didnt morph her mind to make her own decisions. "I dont know. We could walk around the city... or maybe g oto the park again."She said thinking of other options. "Theres also the cemetary and the mall."She said nodding to herself. The mall didnt seem right to her, but it had come to her head. And the idea of another club just didnt sit well with her taste at all at the moment. Pushing her jacket back she stuck her hands in her pants pockets and looked up to him, seeing if anything she had said had peeked his intrest. Ein didn't want to go back to the park for a while. The cemetery sounded good, and the mall just sounded...crowded. He wasn't sure what they'd do at the graveyard. If any of the demons knew any necromancy, then a trip to the graveyard would be a very bad idea. The last thing he wanted to do was face down an army of undead. "Walking around the city sounds like a great idea."
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 11:48 pm
Waited quietly for him to answer, letting her mind wander to different things as it would allow. Hearing him speak she nodded and took his arm in hers to start down the street, keeping a nice steady pace... not too slow or to fast. She had learned well to ignore stares from passer bys, and so went about their way. "The city is nice, when its quiet anyway." She said, happy not to be fighting and not to take wittness to fights between the different species. Putting her head against his arm she sighed, letting her feet lead the way, least Ein should differ.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 12:45 am
Ein was enjoying their walk. This was the first time they had done such a thing and weren't preoccupied with something else. As they walked down the sidewalk, the multitude of buildings never broke their uniform pattern. Ein's sensitive hearing picked up some scrabbling noises and some ragged breathing. Now, of course that's strange whenever the city's quiet. The noise disappeared, and then started up again. Ein looked around for the source of the noise and caught a brief glimpse of a shadow slipping into an alley about a block away. No sooner than he had seen the shadow, a scream rent the night's silence. Ein broke away from Zzeill, knowing she would follow, and ran toward the alley. He stood at the entrance, unable to see through the blackness of the dark alley for the life of him. The solution was simple, though. With eyes glowing red, he picked up a diminutive heat signature, with a deathly cold one looming over it. A vampire...hmph...best let it— His thought of letting the creature go was shattered as he saw what the vampire was doing. It was feeding, yes, but what it was feeding on made Ein's blood run cold.
It was a little girl.
The creature had to be desperate to be feeding off of a child. Ein felt that new sensation crawl up his spine. The urge to kill the thing. To maim it and tear at it until nothing was left. Still, he tried to remain calm. Apparently, that wasn't working, as his hands were shaking slightly as he drew his bow and slitted an arrow into the string. Bow string pulled taut, Ein aimed at the creature, his eyes still darting between it and the helpless little girl, her eyes blank and repeatedly mouthing the words 'Help me'. Twang. The arrow pierced the vampire's left shoulder, and it screamed in agony, dropping the child. It turned and revealed to the already-stunned hunter something like he'd only seen in movies. When the vampire moved out of the darker shadows and a little moonlight shone on it, Ein was confronted with something right out of a movie. The vampire was pale-skinned, more pale than the usual, and bald. But the most striking feature was the fact that its mandible was split in two down the middle, and where its tongue would be, there was a vicious looking appendage that he couldn't even describe. Its entire jaw was soaked and dripping with blood, and the wound in its shoulder sizzled from the silver. This was no ordinary vampire, it was one of the Reaper strain. Apparently someone else had watched Blade II way too many times, as well.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 1:03 am
Zzeill had been enjoying the walk, so she wasnt quite on the gaurd as normal, letting her hearing take a break as it rarly did. The scream though, didnt escape her and she looked up to find its location. When Ein broke from her she looked about before giving chase after him, figuring it was better to figure out what was going on then to shrug it off as she would have normally. Skidding to a stop in the ally Ein had stopped she peered into its dark, not having the ability Ein had. Shifting her eyes for a moment to see she took in the sight though it wasnt something new to her, though she would never tell Ein she had once hunted children herself. About to tell Ein to leave this alone, she noticed his trembling hands, then his action of drawing his bow. Moving to let the arrow fly she spun to look at the vampire wounded, to see a strange sight indeed if her eyes didnt fail her. Not wanting to take a chance of thing thing getting away she growled, changing her hands into there claw state and leaping toward the vapmireish thing, trying to tear at its face and throat. Ein probably would be to fond at the idea, but she thought better and continued with her attack.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 1:33 am
Simply put, the Reaper was not fond of being torn at. It made a grab for Zzeill to throw her against the alley wall and get her out of the way so that it could get back to its original target. While the vampire was busy dancing with Zzeill, Ein burned another silver arrow into its leg. But the attack didn't seem to hinder it at all. The Reaper finally got a hold of Zzeill and tossed her off with as much force as it could muster.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 1:40 am
The scent of silver caught her off gaurd, making her look around instictivly instead of focusing on what she was doing. Looking back to the Reaper she realized she was being thrown, slaming hard into the wall she had been thrown too. The force of her speed and his added strenght ment bone crunching, wall hitting noise, which was probably heard. A broken rib maybe, but nothing that would keep her down long, fractures healed fast. Staggering back to her feet she pulled her hat and coat off, tossign them aside. "Okay, now your going to get it." She growled, pulling her gun from its holder and firing a shot into its other leg.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 2:09 am
The vampire screamed in agony again, but the pain wasn't enough to put it down. Ein seared another silver arrow into the vampire's chest, and again it roared in protest. Stubborn little bugger. Ein found he was starting to have trouble grabbing his arrows as his mind became more and more hazed with that bloodthirsty urge. Seeing Zzeill get thrown into the wall hadn't helped. The Reaper lunged for Zzeill again, aiming for her throat. Ein pulled back another arrow, this one meant to light up the vampire. He wanted the creature dead, by any means necessary. And that was all he needed to fuel what happened next. "Get away from—!" Ein felt his heart give a hard beat, followed by another. He dropped the bow and arrow, which clattered to the ground. Ein fell forward on one knee, his heart thumping madly, and his head started to hurt. 'Hurt' is an understatement. His chest was on fire and his mind was reeling. He was gritting his teeth so hard he thought his jaw was going to break, and his eyes were clasped shut. His breathing became short, quick, and labored. One hand was on the ground to keep him up while the other was clutching his head against the agonizing pain. To anyone watching this startling event, Ein's eyes became yellow and slitted as he opened them. He couldn't hold it back anymore, and let out a pained shout. His teeth all elongated to fangs, and he began to take on strange qualities. Dress shirt ripped along with his vest as his muscles grew. His fingers changed to clawed versions of themselves, and his boots were ripped apart as his feet changed, growing and becoming clawed. He started growing fur as he could only continue to yell out in pain. Ein managed to hardly stand upright. And with one last shout that went from a human yell to a loud roar, the transformation was finished. Where Ein had stood, now stood a six-foot-four, muscled tiger anthro, with gray-orange fur broken by tiger stripes and solid bands of black, most likely due to the raccoon part of him. The vampire halted his attack on Zzeill to stare in confusion at the new enemy.
A fatal mistake.
((Think of Shenlong from Bloody Roar but with the color of fur described. It makes it a lot easier.))
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 2:28 am
Throwing her gun back into its holster she extended her claws to catch the attacking enemy. Her attention wasnt to Ein, as she was sure he could handle himself. Bracing for an attack she realized that the enemy was stooped and looking at something in confusion. Yelling... Eins, voice at that. She was taken in by his tranformation as well, though she had learned not to dewell in a fight, but she probably couldnt deal with both of them in this state. Doubling over slightly she closed her eyes tightly as she allowed her change to take her as well, ripples in her flesh that would turn her into her wolf form. Her transformation was probably easier than his had to be, bones popping and changing with an ease his probably didnt have. Face breaking and elonggating she took her wolven apperance as black fur grow out, the hair on her head not changing to show she had once had hair. Tail growing from her tail bone and clothes ripped and tore as she grew larger and more suiting to her newly taken form. Teeth grew long in her muzzle and claws grew thick and strong on her fingers as her eyes turned yellow for a moment before returning to their blue human hue. Standing up straight she growled, making sure the vampire noticed he was between two large forms. Taking the creatures confusion to bear she pounced at him, knocking the vampire toward the new Ein that stood nearby, thinking out of shear primal nature that he would wish to tear apart that thing before moving on to what ever else got in the way of him.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 2:47 am
The massive zoanthrope seemed to be calm as it stood there. That was what was left of Ein's control within the massive creature. When he locked eyes with the vampire, he felt the final string snap. It was very convenient that Zzeill had batted the vampire toward him, because he was dying to kill something. One clawed paw curled into a terrible fist and caught the vampire directly in the chest. The sound of bones snapping like twigs cracked the night air as the vampire was thrown violently against the alley wall from the force of the punch. The vampire was dead, easily. That didn't stop Ein. The last tether was finally cut. The beast lunged with a loud roar and—
[Insert incredibly graphic mauling scene here]
Suffice to say, the vampire was pulp. You couldn't even tell what it was anymore. But that still wasn't enough! With blood dripping from his mouth and fangs, he looked about for something else to kill. First his eyes came to rest on Zzeill, but there was still enough of Ein left in the creature's bloodthirsty mind to convince it to leave her alone.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 2:58 am
Zzeill's upper lips curled into a smile as she watched him tear apart the vampire. It was as much her pleasure to see as it was his to act. Snorting at the pulp she looked back to Ein, exerting her wolf sence of dominace she looked at Ein in the eyes. A show of challenge and dominance to another wolf, but to cats it was an agressive show. Slipping onto all fours she moved over to the tiger, taking carful steps on large paws, claws of each making a small tap on the ground under her. A scary sence of intelligence should in her eyes as she stood in front of Ein, keeping to all fours. Looking up at him she pulled her lips into a wolven smile along her muzzle. Her tail was held straight behind her the whole time she moved around, though if any idea crossed her mind based on his face and eyes, he still wanted to kill. The thought was the only thing that made her tail twitch slightly.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 3:08 am
The tiger shook its head fiercely, trying to overpower the one part of Ein that remained solidly; his care for Zzeill. Realizing it was fighting a losing battle, the creature roared vehemently and barrelled, an all fours, into the street, smashing any cars out of its way. It leapt onto the hood of one and would've taken off the driver's head if he hadn't leapt out of the car. The claw swipe cleaved off half of the car roof. He shouldered a bus out of the way, the people on board screaming. Innocent people were going to get killed if he wasn't stopped.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 3:17 am
Zzeill took a step forward about the time he roared and ran off into the street. "Damn!" She thought simply before giving chase after him. It was too late for the car and bus, but she caught up to him easy enough as she wasnt busy tearing things apart. Better metal than man she supposed, but he had to quiet down. Jumping through the air she side tackled the tiger form, pushing him onto a sidewalk and into a wall. Leaping back she gave a deep growl followed by a sharp bark, as if to say 'enough'. Crouching back on her back legs she placed her arms down in front of her, paws touching the ground before her. Her tail moving back and forth behind her while she looked him over.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 8:10 am
The blow seemed to stun him...but only momentarily. As she crouched over him, his eyes snapped open again, burning a violent yellow. Zzeill, run! Ein yelled fruitlessly from the back of the creature's mind. It was a pity Zzeill couldn't read minds. Even if she could, the creature's mind was so full of thoughts of killing, maiming, and death that she wouldn't be able to sort out his mind from the creature's. Ein was losing the shred of control he had that kept the monster from attacking Zzeill. If he lost that...
Underneath Zzeill, the tiger thrashed wildly, clawing the ground, gouging massive claw marks into the cement and dirt. Onlookers ran away screaming and a brave few remained, watching. After thrashing for a few moments, the beast worked his feet up to Zzeill's chest and pushed her off with a kick like a dozen mules. The creature leapt to its feet, growling with every breath. Trying to keep it from attacking her was like trying to keep back a horde of rabid dogs with only one leash. His control had slipped when it had mule-kicked her. Ein was slowly losing his last piece of control.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 11:19 am
The lycan female was trying to keep the tiger steady and calm, though it didnt seem to work any. Sudden pain, the kick to her chest hurt, even for a lycan. She gave a high pitched yelp as she was thrown back from Ein, hitting the ground and rolling once on her side to hold her chest. Whimpering softy to herself she got up in a staggered manner, rubbing her injury softly to check the damage. Broken ribs maybe, but in this form, they popped back in place and mended quickly. An idea, control... thats what had kept him from attack her in the ally and from the looks of things, he was losing it or he wouldnt have done as he did. Growling softly she ran toward him, as if to tackle again, though she stopped when she touched him, wrapping her arms about him and pulling close to hug him in an odd fashion that showed in the odd wolf and tiger couple. Closing her eyes she also braced for a hit incase this didnt quite work as planned.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 11:40 am
Neither the creature nor Ein himself had expected that sort of move. As Zzeill embraced him, Ein felt the creature's murderous mind falter. An inner fight had begun, now. Both sides vied for control. Since Ein had upper hand for the moment, he manage to wrap his muscular arms around Zzeill. His control wasn't going to last very long, because the beast's mind, its inherent predatory nature, confined for all these years and finally let loose, was a force to be reckoned with, and it wasn't going to give up its freedom so easily. Zzeill's tactic had worked, but only temporarily. As Ein began to lose the fight again, he managed to speak out one word as a warning. "...R-run..." Ein's control broke like a stained glass window. The zoanthrope released Zzeill and clutched its head as it regained control, giving Zzeill a moment to ponder her next move.
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