The Breed 2

Joseph Konner-

I leaned my head back on the seat and gripped the arm rests as the plane took off. I was holding my breath which really didn't matter but it was just off pattern. I let out the breath when we were finished taking off. I really hate flying.

"See that wasn't so bad." Jack said rumaging around underneath the seat. I relaxed a little when he pulled a leather bound book from below the seat, "What's this?"

"Something I thougt might be useful, but later." I took the book, the only one in the whole world like it, from Jack and set it on the seat on the other side of me, "So what are we going to do about this Alana situation?"

"Situation?" Jack raised his eyebrows at me.

"She can't fight with us, and if Gael gets a hold of her he could use her against us." I pointed out, not wanting this little voyage to get ruined.

"I'm sure everything will be fine, you worry too much." Jack patted my arm reassuringly then I caught his gaze. I tried to half smile then looked down at my shoes.


Jack St. John-

I teased Joseph about being so worried, but I was just as nerous on the inside. The whole trip was overwhelming.

Silent hours flew past as we journeyed. The $1000 a pane custom made, tinted windows came in handy as the sun began to rise. We were nearly there. I was starting to get anxious as familiar cities came into view.

Alana had nodded off into sleep a few times but as we approached London I told Drake to wake her up, so she could see. London was beautiful from the sky, more beautiful than most things anyways.

The helicopter landed on an airport landing strip, and Joseph had already arranged for a car to be there.

The ride to the mansion was almost nerve racking. It had been nearly four hundred years after all. We pulled up to the wrought iron gate too quickly I wasn't ready. As the car pulled to a stop we got out and quickly moved into the building, to avoid any damage the sun would do.

There was a young girl waiting inside wearing a floral printed dress. She couldn't have been older than 18. Her name was Danielle. Her mother, Ferra, was my great great great grand daughter. I had had a life before I was turned, a wife, a baby. The only way I could protect them was to leave them. But that was long ago.

"Hello, Mr. Konner?" She adressed Joseph but eyes me suspiciously, which made me more nervous. Joseph nodded and Danielle showed us to our rooms.

"We don't usually rent this place out to anyone, but you made an impecable offer for a few nights stay." She said as she led us down a hallway.

"I've heard a lot about this place," Joseph said, smiling wickedly. I nudged him in the side and threw him a look that said "don't push it."

I don't know if Joseph arranged it but Danielle showed me to my room last, and it was the same room I had grown up in. I cursed under my breath and threw my bags on the bed.

*Sorry I wanted to move things along, we'll all meet in the hall or something I think..that way we can figure out what is going on*

Alana:

"I don't think they want me here." Alana said looking around the room they had been put in. There was a bed, a sofa, a dresser, then a desk. "Do you want me here?"

"I want you safe." Drake said putting his bag on the floor next to the sofa.

"And safe means away from the fighting. You should know that I can take care of myself." She said plopping down on the sofa and looking around again her eyes landing on him. "What were you goign to tell me in the plane?"

Jenna-

"They've gone," was the first thing Tegan said as he came in the door.

"So I'm now standing in the presence of the great Breed leader?" I said, mockingly. "Should I kneel?"

"Aren't you already?" he teased me, making fun of my height.

"Anyhow," I said. "I feel like absolute crap and I'm hungry. But we have nothing in the fridge. So I'm going to go down to the 24/7 place down the road. But..." I paused and went a little closer. "Sam's really thirsty too," I said.

"No problem," Tegan replied. "I'll take him now."

"Thanks," I said, wrapping my arms around him and kissing him.

"I could get used to this," he replied.

"I couldn't," Sam cut in from the window. There were huge bags under his eyes. "Are we going?"

Tegan nodded. He looked at me again, tenderly. I smiled under his gaze.

"You'll be okay, right?"

"It's just a trip to the shops. What could possibly go wrong?" I replied.

Jack St. John-

There was a knock on the door. But the person didn't wait for a reply to enter. It was Joseph.

"How's the room?" He asked.

"Oddly familiar. So I can assume you put this together?" Joseph nodded, "You bastard." I said jokingly.

"Aw come on, you know it feels great to be home." He said sitting down in one of the arm chairs next to the door.

"A little." I admitted slumping onto the end of the bed, "I mean, four hundred years." I looked around the room, it was different to be sure, but it still felt the same, like my room. The only real significant changes were that all of my belongins were gone. Although some of the childhood toys, which weren't extravagant by any means (I did grow up in the 1600's after all) despite the wealth we had had, were sitting on shelves. There were also old portraits hanging on the walls.

I stood and walked up to one of me, my wife, and our baby. Our marriage had been arranged, and she was in love with someone else, I knew this. But we grew to be good friends and I loved our child more than anything in the world. There was a little plaque hanging on the wall underneath the picture which had all of our names. This portrait was done a mere week before I was turned.

"Let's get Drake, I want to talk to you both about this book." Joseph said bringing me back. He had the book in his hands and we walked to Drakes room and knocked on the door.

(I know I just posted but I want to keep this going!)
Joseph Konner-

Drake and Alana answered the door and without an invitation Jack and I entered. I dropped the book on the bed.

"Alright, before I go off to talk to some members of the Breed here I think we should all know everything."

"What are you talking about?" Drake asked. I looked around and realized I seemed to be the only one who knew exactly what was going on. I sighed and sat on the end of the bed and pulled the book open muttering to myself. I never could remember the page number. Was it 745 or 547?

"Here we go," I said more to myself than anyone else, "The Ancient."

"That's what he's after?" Drake asked wide eyed. I nodded and looked at Jack who's expression was blank. Alana didn't seem to know what we were talking about either.

"What's the Ancient?" Jack asked.

"Leave it to Jack to doze off in history class. The Ancient, the oldest, original vampire. Said to be the strongest vampires. Gael is after them and we have to stop them."

"Or get to them first?" Jack suggested. Oh how naive he could be sometimes, it was so cute.

"No, no, no, you see we don't want the Ancient to be woken up. 10,000 years of hibernation equals one crabby vamp. We need to stop Gael. The upside is we don't think he has any idea where the ancient is, we could be wrong though."

"Alright so how do we stop him?" Drake asked and Jack rolled his eyes. He and Gael may have been brothers but they didn't really get along. Then again what brothers in the history of brothers ever really got along? I checked my watch and sighed.

"I have to go, this book will tell you a lot. I'll be back soon." I said leaving the room. Jack followed me.

"You'll fill me in more later on the meeting right?" He asked. I nodded and gave him a reassuring smile.

"I'll be back soon. It shouldn't take long to fill them in then run some ideas by them?" I said.

"What ideas?" I just smiled slying then walked off.

**Sorry I was gone. Had too much homework.**

Drake

I had been about to tell her what I'd overheard when there was a knock on the door. Jack and Joseph had called a meeting, which meant things were already getting out of hand, even if partially.

When the meeting was over, I knew why.

I scoffed, shaking my head as I brusquely stood. This was not good! If Gael woke an Ancient, it would be the Holocaust all over again! I was pretty old myself, born in the 1200s, but I was nothing compared to one of those badasses!

"Shit," I muttered, staring out the window. Alana and Jack probably knew my anxiety themselves, even though they probably had no idea of what we were dealing with.

"Is it really that bad?" Alana asked, voice timid.

I didn't look at her. I couldn't let her see the alarm in my eyes. Instead, I struggled to keep my voice calm. "The Ancients aren't feared without reason. It's their unquenchable thirst that makes present-day vampires so vulnerable to Bloodlust. When the Ancients were in power and roamed the earth, they had complete control. You want to know why so many civilizations were wiped out?"

I heard her gasp. "The Ancients."

"Yes. And they're brutal. They don't feed simply because they have to; they are thrilled by death and pain."

"How do you know so much?" Jack asked, joining me at the window.

I looked at him. "Because I was there when they sealed the last one. It is was in 1313, a cold December night. It was hell trying to do it, too!"

He swallowed hard; I snorted. He hadn't heard the worst yet, either...but hearing wasn't the same as witnessing...

Jack St. John-

I didn't exactly know everything that was going on, but I understood the gravity of the situation. And, Joseph was worried, I could tell. Joseph usually kept his cool about everything, I mean everything. He was the calm collected one, I was the one who flew of the handle most of the time. Joseph was the one that cured me of my blood lust when I met him. Though his ways were unconventional and frowned upon by most, they worked despite it all.

This Ancient buisness was concerning, at the least. Whatever Gael was planning was terrible and I could tell. I sighed and rubbed my face with my hands. I was half expecting this journey to be an easy one, maybe throw in some r and r while we were here. No such luck.

"You two must be tired, I know I am now. I'll let you get some rest, when Joseph gets back I'm sure we will all have much to talk about."


Joseph Konner-

"Father, you don't understand-" I adressed him with respect, as a son. In actuality I was no this biological son, he was my sire and it was custom to treat your sire like your father. He turned me back in 1199, a long time ago.

"No you seem to be the one that doesn't understand, Joseph. What proof have you brought me? None. We can't cause an upset over your hunch, your paranoia."

"It isn't paranoia." I had to remember to restrain myself and keep my voice calm. I was not only adressing my father, but the entire London Breed Counsil. And losing my temper wouldn't help my cause any. As much as I hated admitting it, we needed their help.

"When you can come to me and bring me proof that Gael has indeed gone after one of the Ancients then we will talk. But as for now, it is best not to alarm the others by bringing up a crisis that may or may not happen."

"You're being unreasonable. When have I ever betrayed you? Or been wrong?" I was pushing it with my tone and questioning. Ferron liked to be in control of the conversation, this I knew.

"I'm being realistic. There is no reason to get worked up about this." He ran a smooth hand across his chin. Despite his age he was flawless in appearance. Immortality can do that to a man though. I nodded in defeat.

"Permission to stay in London?" It was only common courtesy to adress the council with respect and to ask permission to do things when in their territory.

"Granted." He replied with a nod.

"Permission to send in a spy to get you the proof you ask for?"

"Denied." He answered curtly, "There is no need to cause and upset between the breed and the rougues at this point in time."

"I'm simply trying to give you what you ask for."

"And I believe that is enough attitude from you, dismissed." And with that I was shunned out, like a petty theif sentenced to death by a judge. That was really all I had been when he found me, but that was beside the point. I was still his son, and he was my sire-sort of like my yoda. There was a bond there and a trust. His trust seemed to be gone.

I was in a rather bad mood as I made my way back in the silver rolls royce I had had delivered for our stay. I walked briskly in the mansion muttering to myself and pulling off my tie.

I flung Jack's door open in my anger to find him lying, fully clothed and still in his shoes, on the bed fast asleep. I stopped for a second hoping I hadn't woken him, but he sat up just as soon as my movement ceased.

"Well that went well." I said sarcastically. Jack blinked a few times then rubbed his eyes.

"Bad meeting?" I nodded and took a seat.

"You would think that they would want to take precautions. Pompus idiots who sit on their pedistals all day." I was really just talking to myself but I managed to get a smile out of Jack. I smiled back involuntarily. Smiles were contagious that way, especially Jack's, "Where's Drake? We should tell him whats going on."

"You havn't even told me whats going on." Jack replied.

"Well they aren't going to help us. They'll let us stay in London but they won't let us send you in to spy on Gael. I suppose we will just have to do things the old fashioned way. We're going to have to figure out which Ancient Gael is going after and gaurd it. And pray we win."

"And I was hoping for some relaxation." I couldn't help but laugh. Jack stood up and walked towards the door, resting his hand on mine in comfort as he did. His touch didn't linger like I had hoped it would. What could I do really? I couldn't very well tell him the truth. That would end badly, I could tell. I would just keep doing what I always do, push my feelings aside and take the task ahead. Which was a very big task this time. I stood and followed Jack out of the room.

*wow sorry that is long..I could have gone on too...there is a slight twist but I don't know if anyone caught it...anyways I figure I should let some others post lol...we might have to get Teagan and Sam and Jenna over here for some help...and so they stay in the story line.*

Alana:

Alana swallowed hard and looked at Drake, whoever they were going against this time was serious. Especially if it had him even the tad bit worried. When the two brothers left she walked behidn the chair he was in and started messaging his shoulders.

"So, where do we start?" She asked as she felt him relax just a tad.


*Sorry for the shortness*

**I tried to post earlier, but the power went out. We're starting to get hammered by tropical storm Fay really hard here...Ugh...**

Drake

I sighed, relaxing against her touch. It was so soft, so loving... But I could sense her own unease. She was worried, because I was.

"I don't know," I finally admitted. "I don't know much about anything... Except that we need Tegan. He'll be more valuable here than at home."

I pulled out my cell phone and hit speed dial.



Tegan

Jenna had long since returned, safe and sound. I was sitting with her, watching a movie, when my phone went off. But, as I recognized the number, anxiety chilled me.

"Why the hell is Drake calling me?" I whispered before picking up. "What's up?"

"There's been a change of plans. We need you over here. Now." Drake sounded worried; not a good sign.

"What's going on?"

"Gael's going after an Ancient. He plans to release it and try to control it."

I shot to my feet, pacing. "Shit. How soon do you need me?"

"Tonight, if possible."

"Fine. We'll be there." Tegan hung up and looked at Jenna. She was completely clueless... And he would have to fill her in on everything. "There's trouble. Drake needs us in London as soon as possible. I'll fill you in on the way."

He sighed as she nodded and quickly rose, uncertainty and curiosity in her eyes. She went to her room and began to pack as Tegan went to get Sam. If they were flying, Sam would need to be well fed before the trip.

Of all things to happen, why did Gael have to choose an Ancient?

Joseph Konner-

I arranged for one of my jets to pick Jenna, Teagan, and Sam up and bring them to London. I fell onto my bed and loosened my tie. I was getting too old for this. I felt bad for haggling Jack into this, if I had known it would get this dangerous I wouldn't have involved him. He didn't even want to come back to the Breed in the first place.

I closed my eyes for only a second when there was a knock at the door. I sighed but didn't move, "Come in, it's open." I called to the person behind the door." The door opened and I didn't see who I had expected.

**I probably won't post until tomorrow. I have a concussion... ugh...**

*anybody interested in keeping this going?*

Gael-

Gael sat in the dark, cool black mercedes and watched as a younger vampire walked towards the car. Gael rolled the window down half way revealing only his sunglass covered eyes.

"Do you have it?" The vampire nodded and handed Gael a brown package. Gael smiled and checked the package to make sure it was legit. He nodded to the man next to him who got out of the car and pulled a girl out of the trunk.

Gael could hear her heart racing and her blood pumping, the young rougue could too. He seemed to barely be able to contain himself. The girls screams were muffled by a gag, she was unable to fight him off because her hands and feet were tied.

Gael watched him devour the girl and felt hungry, "Let's go out tonight." He suggested to the other men in the car, "I'm feeling rather good."

****Oh my goodness, that kinda sorta gives me an idea that would REALLY make Drake mad!!!! Y'all could get Alana. . If not that's cool too. Just an idea.****

Alana:

"I need to get some food when the sun gets up." She said trying to change the subject that was being unspoken, but was obviously on both of their minds. "Do you need anything?"


*horrible post, I know.*

**Oops. I guess I forgot to post. lol But yes, let's do keep this going!

TN, that is a GREAT idea!!!**

Drake

I sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed and putting my head in my hands. Things had gone from bad to worse, and it killed my patience and will. "I just wish things would calm down, become less demanding and chaotic. It's driving me insane."

I felt her hands on my shoulders, working into them carefully and gently. I relaxed into her massaging fingers, savoring every touch.

"I don't really need anything, right now...except a chance to relax."

Alana:

Alana sat on the couch next to him and turned his shoulders so she could give him a back message hoping to help a little. "Then try to forget what's goign on for a little while, then you can relax." She smiled softly. "Here, lay back." She said softly sitting at the end of the couch, indian style, and having him lay down so his head was in her lap. She messaged his temples softly. Humming along with a song from the room next door she let her mind focus on getting him to relax hoping it worked. She would wait until he was relaxed and the sun was fully up before she went to get some food, she wasn't to hungry yet and it wouldn't be to hard to get food.

"Is it helping?" She asked softly.


*Sorry it's so short, I might be able to post this weekend but don't let that stop you from posting sense I might be able to. I'm not sure though. You can have her go for grocries and someone can have her grabbed by those people if you want. I really don't care, as always just don't let her die. *