The Breed

Drake

I could smell her. Alex. She was still outside. I would see to her in a moment...

"Thank you," I half-whispered at Alana. "But we would be much safer at one of the Havens or Bases."

"Why? What's so different about them?" she asked me.

"For one, no Rogues know the location. Secondly, they are heavily guarded. Warriors like myself are always present; we don't send more than three out at a time...except for raids, of course."

I chuckled as I remembered the raid on the docks. It had been a complete success.

"But, this is fine...for now."


Anna

Another killing. More vampires. What a messed up city we lived in...

These vamps were always on the prowl, always moving, but I couldn't help but wander around.

Even when I felt this presence near me...

I kept walking.

**Jake left**

Alana-

Alana frowned, "This is just as safe." She replied, "Least I've never been bothered and doubt I will be. My apartment is the only one that has never been messed with in this building." She looked at Drake and then around,

"It isn't gaurded." He replied flatly.

"Not offically, but it is watched." She replied walking into her kitchen. She looked at the picture of Adam on the wall and frowned.

Drake

I followed her into the kitchen, where she frowned at a picture of a man.

Ah, hell. Why not get to know her? "Who's that?"

Alana-


"My brother." She replied looking at the guy. She walked to the refridgerator and got a coke. "You want something?" She asked opening it wide enough for him to see everythign that she had.

Drake

I sighed, shaking my head. "I'm sorry...it's not possible."

As much as I hated to admit it, it was true. Human food and drink made vampires sick as dogs. Something I could not risk.

"But I appreciate your offer."

Alana-

Alana slowly closed the fridge, how could she forget. Adam had been careful not to eat or drink anything that she could. She chewed on her lip and looked around.

"I don't think I have anything here that you would be able to eat or drink. When Adam died I threw it all out." She admitted softly. "Sorry."

(Can somebody bring me in please??)

***You can be a friend of Alana's and come over, I'm fine with it. ****

(I'm going to be gone for about a week starting tomorrow, but that doesn't mean I can't some action in before I leave. =P)

Walter had been watching the lot of them, watching his allies drop like flies. They were pathetic. Not even worth assisting. Disgusting. Walter was glad that they didn't survive. He hated the weak. The more weak allies that fell, the better. The Breed could trim the weak from their ranks whenever they pleased.

He was on the verge of simply leaving and reporting their failure, but the group didn't stick together long. One of the girls lagged behind--from the bits of conversation he caught, he thought her name was Alex. Instead of heading inside with the other two, she had opted to stay outside and sit on the roof.

Walter took one final puff of his cigerette and flicked it to the ground. He had had his scent guarded, so the Breed Warriors wouldn't ditect him, but once he fired they would be altered at once.

Then the real fun would begin.

Walter drew his pistol, aimed at the Alex girl, and fired.

Something wasn't right. Monanoke had to hurry home. Back to her mother and father.

Just as she walked down the road, Naomi came into view.

Naomi~

Naomi quickly walked towards Alana's house, pressing on her aching vampire teeth with alot of pressure.

"Hello Naomi."She heard a voice greet her. Naomi looked up and the person, soon figuring out it was Monanoke.

"Hello." Naomi smiled.

"Whatcha doing?" Monanoke asked, a hint of urgencey in her voice.

"I am headed towards Alana's. Why?" Naomi now asked the girl.

"No reason." Monanoke gave a small wave and walked quickly away. Naomi now ran towards Alana's house. Once she got there she thought about breaking the door off it's hinges, for she had no patience. Instead, she knocked four times and waited.

Jenna heard the knocking just as she was about to turn in the stairwell. She hopped down the stairs and opened the door a few inches.

"Can I help you?" she asked. Then she recgnised the girls.
"Naomi, isn't it? And... Monanoke? Is that her?"

Naomi noddded. "She's going home. Is Alana in?"

"She better be, I'm just about to go up and borrow some milk off her." Jenna held up the steaming mug. "Forgot to get some."

She let the girl in and they went up the stairs to Alana's apartment. They reached it and Jenna knocked the door.

"Alana, you've got company! And can I borrow your milk?"

The door opened. Behind it, Jenna noticed an exceedingly handsome young man.

"Who's this?" she asked.

Grr. >.< This looks like too much fun, but I think I won't be able to keep up. School's finally picking up speed and with the IB program I have a ton of work I should be doing. So I'll have to drop out. Have fun guys!

(wah! T_T The pretty vampire-ness.)

Drake

I would have answered. But...

I snarled at the retort of a firearm. My blood ran cold at the scream. My senses sharpened instantly, my fangs stretching, as blood reached my nostrils.

"Alex!" Alana gasped, but I was already out the door.

The girl had fallen to the balcony, her shoulder bleeding badly. At least she was alive...and at least I wasn't alone.

And there...there was a Minion. The attacker.

"Take care of her! Then get out of here!" I shouted, and then the pursuit began.

Jenna set her mug down and rushed to the bleeding girl with the other two.

"That was unexpected." she murmured to herself. "Who is she?" she asked Alana in a louder voice.

"A friend." Alana said. "Come on we have to get out of here."

"You can hardly move her!" Naomi exclaimed. "She's lost so much b-b-blood."

"Naomi, are you crazy, get out of here!" Alana said, noticing her friend's burning eyes.

"I can handle it." Naomi said, but she looked strained.

"Not vampires again. Why do I always get involved?" Jenna wailed.

The other two gave her a you-think-you're-involved look.

"Right, bad question. Where do we take her?"

"Drake said a, Haven, a Base I-"

Naomi removed her hand just long enough to say "We have to move fast."

The question was, how?