The Darker Side of The Street

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Garred, Ghost

It all flashed before his eyes, his parents being killed, his younger self running out of his house and off the cliff, it brought him to his knees in desperate tears. Suddenly, a light appeared before him.

"Garred, you've returned." The voice said. He nodded, where was this coming from?

"You have to make the choice now Garred." The voice said.

"W-what choice?" He asked quietly.

"If you want to pass on and be with your parents, or stay on this Earth."

Garred's mouth fell open. His parents? How many years had it been since he's seen them? But then again, how could he leave Storm and their parents?

Almost like pressing a button, he instantly knew which to choose.

Storm, Wolf

Storm kept her head against Elliot, worring so much she was shaking. It must have been so awful having to relive that.

And then there was what her parents told her when she was younger. That one day Garred would have to choose wether or not to pass on or stay, and that scared her so much. She loved Garred, she couldn't loose him.

"Elliot," she said quietly, "I think Garred's going to leave us."

Elliot's hand stopped caressing her cheek. "What?"

"My parents told me that one day he would have to dicide between this world or his... I think hes going to choose his."

"Now why would he do that?" A voice off in the distance said.

Storm looked up and beamed. "Garred," she screamed happily, bolting toward him, "you came back!"

Garred caught her and laughed. "'Course! I couldn't leave my little sister, espcially with this punk." He said smiling at Elliot.
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Ariel-witch
It was awesome, almost unbelievable for someone to pick humanity over death. Well, it was Garred and even when she knew it must have been a hard decision, she liked it, actually love it.

Now what was next? Ariel had an uncontrollable bliss, but what next. She wanted to hug him, but would it be proper? The last thing she wanted to do is make him feel uncomfortable.

And there was Vecian, standing next to her, she needed him righ now. So she grabbed his hand and caressed it softly with the her fingers.

"I'm glad you're here" Ariel said to garred, with a huge smile on her face.

Elliot-Demon
Yeah, he was back, he was so back. That cheerfully smile of his was back in its place. And his jokes, that was the worst part, the jokes. But well, he wouldn't be Garred without his jokes and he wouldn't be elliot if he wasn't the object of his jokes.

"Yeah, the punk" He whispered, trying to smile but...why punk? Storm knew what he was thinking so from when she was with Garred, she mouther an I love you to him. wel, he couldn't resist that.

"Just kidding dude" Garred said. He was so back, so extremely back.
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Storm, Wolf

Storm eventually realeased Garred and went back to Elliot, slinging her arms around his wasit.

Garred sighed. "So what now?"

Storm frowned. "Well the vampires obviously have some sort of tracking on us, so we have to keep moving. Where are we going to check first?"

Venican sighed. "Italy is probably one of our best bets."

Storm nodded, "So, Garred, can you get us to Italy?"

Garred, Ghost

Garred nodded, he could do it, just barely, but he could do it.

Storm walked up and took his hand in one, and Elliot's in the other. Elliot took Venican's hand, and Venican took Ariel's, and Ariel his. Garred shivered at her touch and blamed it on the cold in his mind.

Lights flashed and they spun for a little before landing in a large green pasture. Garred stood up and brushed off his hands. He was going to have to work on his multi-people landing.

"Ok," he said, "we're here."
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Vecian,

So this is Italy, I think. Wow, so, in one day, I've been to two of the most romantic places on Earth, and I have Ariel with me...Or do I? I look around.

"So, Garred, any idea where we are in Italia?" I say in a friendly tone, hoping beyond hope that he doesn't still resent me.

"Florence, I think," he grins. I feel relieved, and go and stand by Ariel, Garred's grin fades a little. I try to resist holding her hand.

"Nice," I say grinning at Garred, and looking up and down the cobbled alleyway.
And remember...A portkey can be any sort of harmless object...A football...or a dolphin.
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Elliot-Demon
Florence, was it possible? France now Florence. It didn't seem as if they were looking for vampires, it seemed as if they were in some kind of romantic cruise or soemthing. But anyways, Elliot liked it.

"Florence?" He asked Storm, with a mischivous smile on his face.

She smiled back and slowly leaned towards him to kiss him. For some reason, in Florence, everything seemed to be greater. When she kissed him, he suddenly felt the urge, a strong urge, to huge her and pull her closer. Well, first of all, there was too many people, and second, it was just not the time.

"He was know what he's doing?" Storm said.

Ariel-witch.
If Garred did that again, she was probably going to end up with a broken bone. Why couldn't he be a little more subtle? There were ways of landing and it was definitely not that one.

"You gotta work on that, dude! You're going to break my bones" Ariel exclaimed, trying to get up. It did hurt, her arm hurt and her right lef hurt. But suddenly she felt two arms holding her and helping her to get up.

"Thanks" She said in a low voice. She didn't want to make him feel uncomfortable or anything. Now, all she wanted was for them to remain friends...if that was possible of course.

And from across the way, she saw two smiling beautiful eyes.Vecian. She smiled back and bit her lower lip, slightly. Bad sign.
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Storm, Wolf

Storm looked around. Why was Garred sending them to all the romantic places? It wasn't fit for the circumstances. Taking Elliot's hand she walked over to where Garred was helping Ariel off the ground.

"Gare, what are we doing here?" She asked.

He looked up and smiled. "Because," he said walking up to a large tree, "of this." He knocked twice on the tree. A small door appeared and they all gasped.

Garred, Ghost

Garred smiled. Oh yeah, being a Ghost was incredibly handy.

Storm smiled, "The brilliant Garred does it again!"

Ariel looked at him with wide eyes. "How did you know that was there!"

He shrugged. "I sensed them."

Venican walked over and frowned. "How come you couldn't see them when they attacked us in France?"

Garred sighed. "I can only see them when they are clustered together."

Storm nodded. "That must mean there are a LOT down there. Lets go!"
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Vecian,

The fact that I'm an earth warlock helps me when I enter the hollow tree. The closeness of the passage isn't what worries me, though. I don't like vampires, never have. And I'm going straight into on of their lairs. With Ariel. That cheers me up. I stand by her and look at the passage that Garred just opened, leading down into the earth.

"Hope you like holes in the ground, Ariel," I say teasingly.
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Ariel
Holes in the ground, narrow trail, walls everywhere.Oh no! it was happening, her hands started to sweat and get cold. Her head began spinning but thankfully not to fast to keep her from thinking and walking.

"Umm,umm" But it was starting, she couldn't talk. It was as if her lungs were collapsing, and her chest was too tight. Breathing now became a heavy duty for her.

"Ariel, are you alright?" Vecian asked her with concern on his face.

It was hard for Ariel but she had do it, or she would fall right inside of a tree and was going to be locked in the tree for as long as the battle with the vampires lasted.

"Umm, did you,umm, did I mention..." she had to pause and take a deep breath or she was going to faint. "That I was claustrophobic?"

Elliot
For the first time in many years, he was actually afraid. He wasn't a fan of vampires at all but he didn't hate them either. They ahd done many things to the people of his race, but still he didn't hate them.
But he was afraid, not for his life. He knew he could deal with these vampires but for Storm. She looked tough and strong, decided but he needed to protect her at all costs.

"We're going to fight them right?" He whispered to Storm.

"Yes we are" She said, grabbing his hand.

Elliot wasn't a negative person, but he wasn't living in a world of fantasy either. He had to face the truth. Vampires were strong and those who they were going to face were older and stronger.
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Storm, Wolf

Storm looked down the long passage, it was a long way down, and it they didn't land correctly, it would easily break their legs. She would need a tail for this.

She backed up and transformed herself, sniffing the air once she was done. Oh yea, there would definatly vampires in down there.

Walking over to Elliot she nudged his hand and placed it on her back, gesturing him to climb on. She wasn't going to risk him breaking his legs.

Elliot frowned, but nodded, climbing onto her back slowly and twisting his fingers into her soft, sleek, oynx fur.

She barked merrily, trying to ressaure him, feeling his tension and worry.

Garred, Ghost

Garred frowned. Ariel? Chlosterphobic? Well that didn't help much.

Ariel had now begun to sway back and forth, her face was pale and she looked like she was going to be sick.

"Ariel, why don't you just wait this one out?" Garred offered quietly.
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Ariel
She couldn't belive Garred, what was the point? She thought he knew her more than that. Not even if it risked her life, she wouldn't ever in her life leave them. They were her friends.

"What are you talking about? are you nuts?" She exclaimed, trying to breath and stay calm. She didn't want to be rude but it just went out of her, well, that as common in such state.

"Ok, calm down, calm down" Vecian said softly.

She took a deep breath and looked at vecian, then at serious Garred.

"I won't leave you" she said.

Elliot
It was weird and awkward to be riding his girlfriend's back, but he had to trust her on this no matter what or how dangerous that could be. Very slowly he let everything in him begin changing. He felt it, everything began to look clearer, and his eyes, his eyes became a bright scarlet.
"Don't worry for me" He said in a grave tone that made Storm lower her pace.
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Storm, Wolf

Storm heard Elliot's stern tone and slowed her pace, she had arrived at the edge of the tree and sighed. She whined slightly, trying to show Elliot that she was still worried about him, she always would be.

She turned and gave him a look that said. "Don't worry about me either."
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