The evolution of the Underworld

yay!! So, yes, we have a DT and we can start tomorrow if you all agree.

Here's my other vampire character.

Name:Gabriel

Age:24

Vampire/Werewolf/Human:Vampire

Appearance: He is tall and very handsome. He has anice muscular build. His eyes are baby blue and when thirsty turn to a bright scarlet. He has dark hair also. His features are amazingly beautiful and classic.

Spoiler

Personality: He is very demanding and powerful. Since he is one of the Elders he likes things to be taken seriously nad have the taks andjobds he asks other to do, to be fully completed. He is very charming and respectful, he likes women as much as he likes blood. He might be nice, but his darker side is almost always surfacing. Humans for him are just preys, a kind meant to feed vampires.

Special power or skill:He is very fast and strong for he is an elder. He doesn't have any special skills but he is very clever and wise.

Other:(history)
He is 679 years old already, he was one of the first vampires ever. He was changed when he was twenty four and atually requested to be changed. When he was human he used to study dark arts and hidden worlds and in one of his studies he discovered the vampires and was fascinated by them and wehn he first saw a vampie he asked for a change.
Since then he has been one of the strongest and most powerful ruler of all the species.
He is up for love although apprehensive at first.

okay pudin...i'm joining...do yous till have space...??

Name: Body Collector (this is not his real name but a title he uses)

age: looks about early 20's

race: vampire

appearance: he wears large black and red clothing that covers his entire body. Only his red eyes can be seen and his scar covered arms.

personality: very very silent and sullen. He almost seem to have no personality. He is loyal and soft spoken but is demanding. He loves to be the leader and is unforgiving even to his fellow race. He can attack anyone who he thinks is a betrayer to his race. He has a grudge against the werewolf race. AS well he loves to fight

special skill: like his name, he collects body dead or alive. He swallows them and used them as weapons. He can also manipulate it by doubling the number of heads or torsos. His greatest form is a 50 headed corpses.

history: not much was known from him except that he was hand picked by the first vampire king (if there is one) to be his heir but due to various events, it never happened but spent his time to make his power stronger until he became a part of the eldars.

other: need to find a person to fight him

Name: Marc

Age: About 300, looks about 30

Vampire/Werewolf/Human: Vampire

Appearance: He looks sophisticated, with black hair, grown slightly long, framing his face. He has a beard/mustache, that gives him a debonair look. His hair is prematurely graying, with strands of silver spread throughout. He wears mostly something that looks stylish and expensive. Especially expensive. He likes to have the rich look.

Personality: He's quite vain, in that he will only purchase something if it is in fashion, and spend around an hour arranging his hair. However, this sort of behavior only happens in the morning and evenings; otherwise, he's quite loyal to the winner, i.e. vampires. He believes the ridiculous war will end soon. And quickly. In the mean time, if there is a winning faction within the vampires, he will ally himself with it.

Special power or skill: He knows instinctively when someone is lying; however, if the person really believes what they are saying, he can't pick up on it.

Other:(history)
He was one of the victims of the Hundred Years War; as he lay dying, a vampire, wandering the battlefield looking for dying victims, saw that he had some potential, and made him one of them. After receiving some guidance from the vampire, he decided to follow along with the group that is this storybook's focus.
Up for love. If they can deal with him.

((This good?))

Everyone ready to start?
On your marks, get set, go!!!

*reaches for a red bull* Ready!

Wait ... I'm bad at at starting. xD

Rayen / Werewolf

Rayen leaned against the rough bark of an oak, stretching her arms behind her back, gazing around the pack in a relaxed manner despite the tense atmosphere. She yawned widely, causing her bright gold eyes to disappear as she squeezed them and then reignite again. The others were not so easy going. Most paced the area, treading quietly in quiet tones at the news that Ray had just brought to them. She had found evidence of a vampire near the territory and had gathered some information that led her to suspect an attack on the pack.

"Where is Layla?" Anne wondered aloud, pacing the ground not far from where Rayen sat. She paused to think up a rude comment about the Alphess but was interrupted by the quiet, mysterious voice of Sharona, some distance behind her.

"Hunting again."

"She does that a lot these days."

"Probably feeding a tapeworm," Rayen chimed in, quiet enough for only the ones nearest to her to hear. She heard a growl from somewhere behind; it seemed the elder could hear everything.

Before either of them could speak, the dark-pelted Alphess appeared through a shroud of mist, scowling straight in the direction of Rayen's eyes; a sign of dominance in wolf speak. Rayen's golden eyes hardened into a harsh yellow, before she politely turned her head away, smirking on one side of her lips.

"Got something to say?" the black wolf growled.

"Yes I do. Vampires, about a mile north of the territory. I counted three. By the size of their prints, they seemed to be adults. It fits in with my attack theory; they're sending scouts,' Rayen rambled, smiling up at the Alphess in the most patronizing manner she could muster.

"We're not prepared Layla," Moonchanger said quietly. Jhon nodded silently in response.

Rayen stood, preparing to switch forms. "I'll go take another scout, make sure their not snooping around, and make them pay if they are," Ray grinned.

"Don't you remember what happened the last time you went off on your own?" came the Alphess' voice.

The left side of Rayen's face twitched very slightly, a reminder of the injury.

*I think I brought everyone in there *

Sharona

"Layla!" she said sharply, causing several of the wolves to look at her. "You might the the Alphess but I shall not allow any infighting during this war. At least not when I am present."
Sharona stalked into the clearing until she was standing between Layla and Rayden. She was in her human form and he silvery hair reflected the light.
"Rayden, if there is a group of vampires do you really think you could defeat all of them. I know you are brave daughter, but please do not tread near the line of stupidity. It becomes no-one."
She came to rest in the middle of the group, turning slowly so that she looked everyone in the eye.
"Perhaps three or four should go. As Rayden has offered she shall be one, and I will go too. I have not stretched my legs in a while. Who else cares to offer?"

MIkaela
I ran my fingers though my blonde hair and fixed my eyes in the prey. I had to hunt an animal since I fed from a human just three days ago. It was a rule not to attract attention towards us and feedig constantly on humans was not a wya of keeping our kind hidden.
So I walked slowly toward the elk, making my mind fix on his until I could disturb him without even touching him.
The Elk began to move, began to twitch its head until iy fell down and began howling of pain. I couldn't halp but to laugh for my prey was kind of being cooked for me,; I didn't even have to walk to get my prey.
Once the elk was completely disturbed I reached for it and kneeled beside it, making my fangs penetrate its throat. animal blood was never as satisfying as human blood but at least it did the job.
I finished quickly for I felt a bit disgusted by the taste, and walked away.

***someone can jump into her**

Gabriel
He was in his room, looking out the dark window as the sun began rising. He missed it,he really did, but going inot the sunlight was one of the most dangerous things a vampire could do unless he was suicidal.
When the sun began filling the entire room, he had to go and find some place hidden in the castle. He didn't like it for he knew excatly was ws going to happen, someone was going to come to him and the duty will begin. Sometimes, when the vicious sleep came around, he always thought about how it could have been if he had chosen not to become a vampire. But it was done now, he could do nothing but be avampire and reler of his kind.
He walked all over the castle until he reached the big salon where he sat everyday and basically worked. What he expected was the first thing that appeared; people, actually vampires coming to him.

***Can someone, a vampire obviously, come to him please?**

((will post tomorrow, have to study))

Layla/Werewolf

"Sharona, watch yourself," I growled, "Just because you are the eldest does not mean you can take charge all at once." Sharona looked at me with a bitter look.

"Well child, seeing as how you're brand new to this, I thought someone needed to make a decision," she replied. The comment was well said, and I knew that if I overreacted to this small event, my leadership would be questioned. I bit my tongue, but then decided to speak.

"I have decided," I said in a low growl, "We're all going to check this out."

Anne, A Werewolf

"All of us?" I yelped incredulously. Yes, she may be Alphess, but, good Lord, all of us? The pack turned to look at me.
"I-I mean, surely, if we all went, if the vampires all decided to attack..." I paused. It sounded idiotic, even to myself, but I started again.
"I, well, m'lady, I think that Sharona's idea is also logical. Or, maybe, they could be combined; we could, perhaps, split into two groups, and, um, scout the vampires." I bowed my head, trying to avoid the sharp stares of the pack. After all, I'd only been there for, what, a couple of years? Apart from Moonchanger, they'd all been born to the pack. And anyway, why listen to the youngest? I mused bitterly.
"Sorry, m'lady," I mumbled.

*pudin...i answered your plea!! but i have work to do so this is all the best i got

Body Collector

I sat next to a young vampire who was at the bar. I do not usually go out of the castle but with those puppies discovering the powers, it would be better to stroll around so taht i can sense the werewolves when they discovered their powers.

the young vampire look at me as i ordered the bar man a beer for him (do vampires drink beer??).
"It is a terrible day today, you think." i said softly, "its all sunny. no clouds in sight."
"Yeah, i guess."
"The eldars are getting worried about those puppies. say they are getting a threat to us."
the man did not reply and i stared at him suspisciously. Vampires these day. Theya re not as patriotic than those before...how pathetic.
"My name's Gabriel" the man introduced himself.
i continued to look at him before i stared at the bottles of beer before me. "Just call me body collector."

((Well, I'm going to crash your little party too xD ))

Rena Astle - Vampire

She stalked into the bar, her breathing heavy and her eyes flashing angrily.
Another vampire had made a joke about her today. He had been sorting out a patrol party, nothing major, when she had walked past; he'd caught he arm and when she'd brushed him off and walked away the vampire called after her.
"I guess this is too routine for you, huh. Just because you can take like ten werewolves single handed."
Rena hissed in fustration as she remembered this and sat down on a bar stool. The vampire had been newly made so she hadn't harmed him. She ordered a beer and slumped in her chair, still breathing heavily through her nose.
She looked to her right and saw two male vampires talking. One was what you might call "classically handsome", the other wore billowing black and red clothing. She snickered into her drink. Such stereotypes.

Rayen / Werewolf

Rayen grinned as they began to change forms, the pack now becoming truly wolf. She closed her eyes for a short moment, gritting her teeth as her body changed shape with a crack of bones. She no longer felt the same amount of pain she should when shifting, instead she became almost immune due to shifting so many times. Soon she was a light pelted, slender wolf, with the same yellow eyes of a predator that grew harsher as night fell on the forest. Ray moved on ahead, her footfalls silent as she moved through the forest, a giant white wolf curving through the trees.

She peered through the breath of the forest, the gloomy mist causing no trouble for her keen eyes. She could see right back for many trees and catch it all in glorious detail. Beside her, Anne was sniffing the air cautiously. Ray pressed on, pausing to put her nose to the earth.

"Blood," they both said aloud. The pack was quiet, knowing a vampire could be nearby. The blood was that of a hoofed creature, probably an elk. Perfect prey for a hunting vampire...

Rayen's left ear twitched.