Reborn The New Sire

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Leal:

Leal shrugged. "Course I'll come, give me something to do." She smiled looking at the others. The human that was there smelled enticing, yet gross at the same time, she was only allowed for one human lLeal guessed but the smell. "When do we leave?"

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Tobi Uzaki (vampire)-

He sighed "Sure, I suppose I owe Jared one."


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~Solange Deprivo~

"I know," I replied. I looked at his hand holding mine. I felt a smile tug at my lips. Then I heard Garret. I could tell that he was madder than Hell.

"I-I have to go," I said already running. I felt bad about leaving him there all alone. I was at the Clan gathering camp in an instant and I saw all of the men Werewolves at Onya's room. I ran in there pushing through the crowd. She was on her hands and knees breathing very hard. I looked around at the shattered mirror, the cracked desk, the broken chair, the fallen lamp, the torn mattress, and last I looked at the wet floorboards that Onya had just fell on. I rushed out from the crowd before being grabbed by Donivan.

"Let me go, Donivan. Not now," I said wiggling out of his tightning grasp.

"Garret's angry. You'll get hurt if you go now. Just wait until morning," Donivan said standing straight and tall. I looked after Garret. I decided to do what Donivan said. It was probably best.

~Onya~

I was so scared of waking up. I didn't want to hear it again, to hear that noise. Plus, even when I tried to wake up I couldn't. I think I was in a serious black out, like a concusion or something. I dreamt about a big peice of rounded, crispy, brownish dough. It had dark chunks of something in it. I think I overheard some lady talking about one back at the kingdom. What was it.....a cookie? I think that's what it was. A cookie. The chocolate melted into the cookie staining it and making it look even yummier. I was happy where I was anyway. I liked dreams of cookie's. If only I would have these instead of the nightmares every Vamp and Vampire dreams of everynight. Honestly, this was the first good dream that I have had in a long time and I was going to hold onto it for as long as I could.




**TNC I will post for morning on my next post and Cale and Garret will get together then. I promise! :D
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Ballow


Ballow's tale twitched and so did his ears. Nothign wa shappening they were just standing there.

It was an awkward silence which he broke, "Uhh, are we going any time soon?"

Siren nodded, "You're right lets go."

Uzaki sighed and Ballow patted him on the head, with, "You're the one that agreed to this."

Uzaki narrowed his eyes at Ballow and walked up to match Siren's pace. Ballow smiled mirth dancing in his eyes.

Running he caught up to them. It was beyond him, but why was it such a stagnant silence?

He began once again, he directed it a Uzaki who was still slightly fuming, "Why are we helping Jared for?"
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Oliver(werewolf)-

Oliver heard Garret's cry. Shit.

He stood up quickly and started backing away.

"I'm sorry," he said, "but I have to go." He didn't really want to leave. He was so confused. He would probably never see her again so it was probably better this way. He left before she could say anything. He ran and felt like the air was clear now that he wasn't around her. He could think, there was no sweet smell clogging his brain. No Seva.

He saw the commotion around Onya's house. He ran in to see her passed out on the floor and some of the women were gathering to help her into a bed and get her cleaned up. He saw Solange run for it but Donivan stopped her. She seemed to give in glancing towards Garret retreating to his quarters.

Oliver followed, he knew he was in big amjor trouble. Whatever had happened he was going to be blamed for. As soon as he entered he was met with a punch to the gut. He bent over in temporary pain, Garret had hit him hard but not that hard.

"Christ what was that?" Usually Garret was somewhat civil, he must be really really mad.

"I told you to protect her!" He yelled, "And now look whats happened! If you can't protect one little vampire then how do you expect to protect a whole clan?"

"Maybe I don't want to!" he lowered his tone so the others wouldn't over hear, "You never asked me if I wasnted to be the next Alpha. You just threw it on me. I'm not even in line."

"Grow up Oliver. Start taking some responsibility for your actions. It's time for you to be a man. This wouldn't be a problem if you would have had the correct figure in your life to teach you-"

"Don't. Don't you dare even go there." He could sense his mother coming. She rarely came out of the house, she must have felt his anger.

"Oliver," she said. Garret immediatly stopped and stared at Oliver's mother, she was pretty beautiful after all, "Oliver, what's wrong?" She had her faced turned towards him but her eyes were somewhere else, somewhere far off.

"Nothing, mother. Let's get you home."

"We're not through." Garret said as Oliver lifted his mom and carried her out.
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~Garret Deprivo~

I carried Olivers mother back to her room and she was immediately asleep. I ran back to my quarters to finish my talk with Oliver. I was filled with rage.

"You know what, Oliver?" I yelled at him. Oliver looked at me. I wanted to beat the hell out of him, same with Solange.

"Onya is very important to this clan! If you don't want to be Alpha then fine. But just remember this. Once you abandon this clan for themselves then Onya will sway on the wrong side. She will go to the Vampire Kingdom and be a great ruler. She will destroy us, picking us off one by one. You don't have the guts to protect us? You don't have the guts to protect her! Oliver! Grow the hell up! What do you think caused that comotion with Onya? It was the Voice! The Damned Spirit! It already knows that she is here," I had realized that my eyes were filling up. I had just realized something else also. Oliver was staring at me in confusion. I just continued though.

"It will destroy her. Honestly, Oliver, I am more scared than angry. I am scared about the clan. Oliver, I am dying. I won't be able to save us. It is a very little chance that I will even be able to live until the end of this year," I had stopped the tears from falling by sucking them back in. Oliver was now hanging his head.

"You think about this. Now, get out of my sight," I said tilting my hand towards the curtain. Oliver drew out carefully. I waited until I heard him enter his house. I banged my head against the wall, cracking it. I felt blood drip down to my mouth. It was salty and purple. It tasted good. I threw myself down on the bed. Ginny entered soon after that. I sensed her. I jerked my head up to see her.

"Are you okay?" Ginny asked. I loved the way she talked. So tenderly, so soft, it was barely a whisper. I sat up and she pulled up a wet, warm cloth and placed it on my forehead. I held her hand there.
I was glad that she was so dedicated to me. I was glad that she was mine.

"Lay down with me," I said. It wasn't a roar either. It was the soft voice that I used with Ginny and Ginny only. She put the cloth inside a bucket with water and layed down on her side, her facing me.

I woke and it was morning. I heard Cale start towards my house. Ginny was already gone, probably on the morning hunting trip. Cale poked his head through the curtain looking around then he found me.

"Hi, Garret. Can I speak to you?" he asked. I motioned for him to come in. I stood, my scars aching. I felt his eyes staring at my back that carried my scars. I turned to him.

"Alright, what do you need to spwak to me about?" I asked him. Cale looked at me and smiled.

"I am here to apologize," he said. I smiled and started to laugh. I felt the anger in him.

"Whats so funny?" Cale asked his face red. I gained control of my laughter.

"Cale, my boy. You have no need to apologize. I should be the one apologizing to you. In fact, neither of us should be apologizing! We both were doing what we thought was right. Now, get out of here. Breakfast is nearing," I said. I turned and felt his presence still here.

"What happend to you? I mean, where did you get those scars?" Cale asked.

"I, was once a hostage at the Vampire Kingdom. I know what they can do. The fact that I was very young ruined me. Only a few of these scars are from them. There are two others from very bad fights. And the longest ones, those are from my own father," the room silenced after I had said that. I felt the tension.

~Onya~

I had finally woke. Solange was beside me. I only heard a ringing in my ears. It squealed when I first woke, but then settled to a soft tone.

"Good morning. How are you feeling today, Onya?" Solange asked putting her hand to my forehead. I pushed her hand off. I hated it when people felt sorry for me or they just touched me for no apparent reason.

"I'm hungry," not but a second after I had said that, my stomach growled. We both laughed.

"Ginny will be back with the morning hunters and we will feast," Solange said. I smiled at her as she did to me and I felt my eyelids tugging. I let them fall and was soon asleep again. I had hoped about another dream about the cookie, but it was another nightmare. The worst one ever.
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Cale:

"I'm sorry about that." Cale replied. He was about to turn and leave then stopped. "Oh, if I don't ask you one more thing Kalie will have my head on a chopping block." He smiled at the thought of Kalie. Boy did he love her. "I'm never going to be able to let someone be in charge of me. That's just how it is, Kalie and I came up with an idea, there are still more of our pack left out there scattered somewhere. We were wondering if we could stay here until we can get them all back together, then we'll go to another territory and try to rebuild our pack. We'd want somewhere to stay so taht our pack can know where to come, we won't cause any trouble."


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Seva: (half bread) (lycan clan)

She heard the screams. It was the little girl, Onya. She ran for it. Twards the door of the little hut. She received growls from the lycans standing outside. "Grow up will you?" She sighed as she pushed the door open to the girl thrashing annd another trying to wake her. ONe of the lycan's grabbed her arm. "I can help," She informed. He let go with distrust in his eyes. "Wake!" She commanded and the girl froze and fell to the floor. The other stood over her, checking to see that she was not hurt.

"...How?" Onya looked frightened. She'd seen Seva in her nightmare once before. Seva was being murdered.

"Please leave." She turned to the girl in the room. "I can help her with her nightmares. SHe will be safe."

"And are you sure you won't take her to the vampire's side?" Garrett asked walking in, dout in his voice.

"I do not wish to help them much now, Garrett." She turned to him. "I am to die in a few days to give the old leader back his spot in this world of darkness. I wish to see the light before I die for just a few days. Let me help her. I can make the nightmares stop and the voice go away." She knew a lot of these things. Being a pureblood vampire she had to know all this stuff. It was supposed to help the vampire side. She was taught both ways. To destroy the voice that creaped into the minds of neutrals and lycan friends alike. SHe also knew how to help it take complete control. Garrett needed to trust her in order for this to work.

"Let her, Garrett," his friend *my vampire character that;'s friends with Garrett* said to him as she stumbled in. "I need her myself. The nightmares started when she came." She pointed to Onya. "I do not blame her though. Let Seva-Gora help both of us and you will not loss your alleys. Let's trust her." She couldn't withstand anymore and the girl fell unconscious to the floor.

"Fine. Do as you need. But first go hunting. Your eyes are turning a dark shade of red," he informed. At that Seva felt the hunger. She nodded and left, leaping into the woods as her fur formed and her clothes fell from her. She needed to gget far enough away....

*Dun dun dudun!* Big peice...*
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My character's sorta got lost...again. Can someone bring them in???
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*fraid im kinda lost too :s i was with Jared/Alex in the castle and ...not sure where that story's gone now. Could someone help me please?*
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Siren

"because nekos are peace makers, remeber that?" Siren grinned at Ballow. "we have to go to arctic, Raven, Jareds first bite is there"

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he sat on the soft green grass waiting, watching for Solange to see him again.
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Jared/Alex(vampire)

"Are you too coming" he said to the couple with there arms wrapped around each other. "everybodies welcome"
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*are the vampires and my vamp hunter at the arctic now then? sorry bout this, i'm just very lost at the moment*

Shakain (Vampire Hunter) (the Arctic)

I watched my breath explode out of me with each breath I took. The icy wind whipping my warmth away like an angry mother takes candy from her disobedient child.
I hated this place, who could want to live in such a depressing, barren place? I suppose we had to be here...well they had to be here; I just had nothing better to do. The second I got a chance I'd leave. At least I tried to convince myself that that was why I was staying.
"This is my plan of attack"

"Hmmm, looks more like a pin to me"

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your with Jared/alex, please reply to what Jared/alex said.
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*he hasnt really sed anything i can base a whole post around - and no i dont count "ok ill come too" a whole post - ill try and think of sumthing...thanks for setting me straight*
"This is my plan of attack"

"Hmmm, looks more like a pin to me"

"No, it's definitely a tac"



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