The Breed

Naomi~

Naomi watched as Monanoke cringed and screamed time and time again. "Wwwwaattter," she begged. Naomi filled up a styrofoam cup with water from the small sink in the corner. She handed it to Monanoke, who snatched it and drinked as fast as she could.

Alana-


Alana didn't let herself wince as the shots were fired. She looked around chewing on her lower lip. There had to be some way to get around the guy and behind him. She stoped chewing when she felt the skin on the inner part of her lip start to losin. It would be very stupid to let herself bleed right now. She looked around where they were. They were covered by shadows and concealed well, but so was teh guy that was out there. He hadn't smelled her, thankfully, but he wasn't ruling out that there might be two of them.

So why rule out there might be more hten just him? She thought, she stood on tiptoes so that she could whisper just loud enough for Drake to hear.

"Do you think there are more then just him? I mean would he come alone? Would he be allowed to?" She didn't know the ways of vampires, but it was possible that their bosses wouldn't let a vampire go alone.

Drake

I shook my head.

"No, he's not a vampire," I explained. "And he's not stupid. I'm sure he didn't come alone..."

"How many do you think there are?"

I looked at her. "I don't know, but expect more than six."

Alana-

Alana nodded and took a deep breath slowly calming any nerves that started to get jittery.

As long as my wounds stay closed and don't hurt ill be fine. She thought inwardly. She was ready for anything now. She clutched the knife keeping the sharp part of it pointed up, it would be more deadly that way and it would be less likely to hurt her.

"What's going on?" I asked cautiously.

"She was bitten," Naomi said. "We don't know what's going to happen. It's like she's rejecting the poison."

Monanoke gasped for breath and rushed to the tap.

"What can we do?"

Naomi bit her lip. "I have to keep you guys in here, there's rogues outside. But we've got to get her restrained. Don't let her near your necks, either of you."

Monanoke's eyes rolled in her head and she took long gasping breaths.

I stepped forward and grabbed her elbow as Naomi took the other arm. We forced her down on the bed. Just as her head hit the pillow her arm came out and grabbed my neck.

"No. Twice in less than twenty four hours is too much." I said, and bent her fingers back.

She whimpered in pain. I gave Alex and Naomi a hopeless look.

"What now?" I asked

**if we need more warriors or rogues, I'll be happy to make a new character or make Sam or a new one one of mine... just say the words**

*It'd be nice to have more of both. We're primarily Breedmates here...*

Kay I'll make my sister...

Name: Jacevalisa Drace

Age: 15

Personallity: She cares for her sister, but hates her at the same time. She wants her sister to join badly, but highly doubts that'll happen.

History: Same as Naomi's except she was turned into a Rogue.

Appearace: http://photobucket.com/mediadetail/?med ... geOffset=9

Eyes: http://photobucket.com/mediadetail/?med ... eOffset=15

*Sweet.

Tegan

I looked at "Theo," and scoffed.

"We going or what?" I asked.

Seriously. I had to get out of the base. It was too quiet here.

Monanoke-

The girl grew quiet- restrained to the bed. Jenna, Alex and Naomi watched her.

"Why'd she stop?" Jenna asked.

"I don't know." Alex answered.

Monanoke let out a smooth steady breath. Almost all of the sweat on her head dissapeared. She slowly opened her pale blue eyes.

"What happened." She calmly said.

Naomi gasped- completely shocked at what had just happened. Monanoke's blood destroyed the poison. She had stayed human. No fangs, or holes in her neck. All gone.

*Hmmm what happened???*

"I'm getting a little angry, vampies," Walter shouted. "Quite angry. I'd hate to something rash… you know I could bust in there and kill a few of your weak little human friends before you could even lift a finger. I doubt you'd like that. So how 'bout, hm? How 'bout it? Whet my appetite, if you can. Come on."

Drake

That did it. That snapped my patience and cool. No one threatened to harm my friends!

I growled, ignoring Alana's warning as I busted through the door. Walter was my first target...and then I would take care of the others.

"Watch yourself, Alana!"

Alana-

Alana shook her head. "Watch my self?" She whispered, "You watch yourself." She quickly moved around a building and spotted a few of the rouge vampires. She quickly took one out silently with her knife, but the little blood he spilled caused the others to spin around. "oops " She moaned, she grabbed the dead rouge's gun and smiled when she saw the silencer. She quickly popped six shots off killing six vampires. She kept firing until her gun was gone and there were three vampires left. One jumped behind her and she belted the gun and ran towards him her knife ready. She swung her foot around catching his gun with her foot and throwing it to the ground. She hit him twice in the jaw with her fists then grabbed her knife shoving it through his dead heart and then slicing his throat. She felt someone grab her from behind.

"To bad we'll have to kill you for killing them." He whispered in her ear, "Your mighty pretty." She felt his teeth drag across her neck and she winced. She brought her elbow back hard then slammed the knife into his gut twisting it around, causing him to let her go. She spun around and saw the last vampire standing there. There were three still alive, but only one still up and moving.

She frowned, she hadn't hit that many vampires, had she. Her head started getting light. Not now please not now. She begged her body. The one in front of her had a knife too. He watched her carefully as they slowly started circling each other.

"Never seen a human work that fast." He hissed,

"Your kind killed my brother, what was I supposed to do, sit back and let you finish the job?" She demanded, he laughed,

"I'll finish the job, don't you worry about that." He jumped towards her and she jumped to the side. She heard a gun fired and something grazed her side. Her body screamed in pain as she threw the knife as hard and fast as she could. It sunk into his heart and she spun around and took off running. She couldn't stay, everything was slowly going black and to pass out surrounded by the rouges would be the end of her. She had to find somewhere to go. Drake would find her, hopefully.



**Is this an ok post, if not I'll change it.**

*Yeah, it's fine. I'm going to let Phindin post before I let Drake react.*

Walter's smile grew in anticipation, and a small trail of saliva oozed out from the corners of his mouth. His eyes bulged. His entire body could have been shaking, but his rigid focus kept him still. He loved the fight. His taunts had been successful, and now it was time to play.

The air rang with gunfire as Walter shot at Drake, who was sweeping toward him with superhuman speed. With fluid
elegance, Drake twisted his body around the bullets; then, already he was in close range. Walter spat and holstered his pistol. He drew his blade, preparing to intercept the first inevitable strike.

Drake

I roared as I met Walter, fists curled for the strike. I swung at him, hoping to god that I hit him before he could bring that knife up...

Alana.

I smelled her blood.

I hesitated midstrike as I realized what that could mean.

The Rogues had gotten to her.

"Damn!"