Dryac and Ryac burst from their room and began to run towards the main hall, Dryac was flitting, his mighty broadsword held in one hand, his mighty arm supporting the weight with ease, his other hand with all vampire claws fully extended, looking intimidating as always. Dryac was bounding with all four of his mightily powerful legs, struggling to keep up with Dryac but keeping up none-the-less.

They both burst into the large hall at the same time and slid to a halt with surprising grace and ease, "What's with all the d.amn screaming?" "You... really... have to teach me... about my vampire... morph, I really need to learn how to flit." Dryac looked worried, he had only just gotten back in touch with his father and didn't want to lose him so soon.

Bando looked up in surprise as Ryac and Dryac appeared at the railing of the hall stais above them. After a second he relaxed and almost luaghed.

"Oh, Ryac, Dryac, I am very sorry! This sort of mayhem goes on all the time here... as you can see, Maya here is totally accustomed to the ruccus. I was but summoning my poor servant here, Pete. You may as well come and meet him, now. The sooner you learn to command him, the better." After saying this he grabbed Pete by the back of his coat and dragged him up in front of him and into veiw. Unsurprisingly, Pete gazed balefully up at them, sneering in disgust.

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Name: Crazy Pete

Age: Approximatley Old (About 25 when he was possesed)

Gender: Male

Appearance: tle="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting">

Deion: Very short, about 5 ft.; black, messy hair; typically wearing pilot's hat, coat and tattered pants of a dusty tan color and old black high heeled boots; palish skin, feirce green eyes with dark evil shadows around them, smooth skin apart from his many stichted scars all over his body, and youngish looking; sometimes hard to understand through his thick Germanic accent, especially when hysteric.

Powers: Extreme Stealth, Insanity, Plot, Weapons Skill, HEavy Weapons Skill, Intimidate, Steal, Adapt, Resource, Immortal Aging, Dark Mind, Berserk, Sweet Talk

Skills: Capable of thinking up elaborate plsns for revenge; best known for his ability to find, recall, aquire, and hoard huges inventories of goods, rare or otherwise; highly resourceful, able to use any waepon, especially heavy and explosive ones; very fast learner who can pick up on almost anything the first time he sees it, including other's techniques; small but feirce with a vengeance that scares many

Breif History: A paratrooper of German decent, he was sent to war with an otherworldy threat of great evil but his group was ambushed almost as soon as they landed. Both armies were destroyed except Pete who was mortally wounded including a crushed leg from a tank falling on it. The leader of the dark army appeared before him and infused him with some of his dark powers. Later, when the medics arrived, he lashed out at them in pain, fear and rage as the darkness had already claimed his mind. He was brought to a hospital where they healed his wounds the best they could

Dryac and Ryac both looked at eachother, smirked and then leapt over the rail and landed dracefully, once again, in front of Pete, they stood and looked him in the eye, "The better you get that sneer of your face the better, do you not know who we are?" "Yeah, we're the mix-breed cousins, the lycan, the vampire, the most dangerous beings you'll ever see, and you're sneering at us? lose it before I make you lose your face." Dryac and Ryc then sheathed their weapons, but Dryac pulled out his dagger and placed the point of it on one side of Pete's mouth, "Why so serious? let's put a smile on that face!" He then pressed slightly on the knife, not enough to cut, but enough to serve a suffice warning.

(Sorry for usig that Joker line, I'm obsessed with Joker in that movie of late, lol

((Haven't seen that movie but kinda want to. XD))

Bando, unsure, let go of Pete's color and stepped back to stand beside Maya and Illumay.

Pete frowned for a moment, then grinned and chuckled softly, looking up at the two much taller and larger men who were bothering him. He slowly ran a small hand across on of the scars twisting across his face and then along Dryac's blade. When he reached the hilt, he lifted his hand and touched Dryac's breifly before renching his hand away and looking suddenly disgusted.

"Vampires! Werewolves!" He spat anrily, his eyes a blaze of green and fury. "This place is crawling with freaks!"

All at once the rage seemed to drain from him in an instant and he closed his eyes and swayed gently ro some music only he could hear. Then he sidled up between Ryac and Dryac and smiled charmingly.

"Not such a bad thing... so strong and wise. There is much I can learn here, yes? Already, Bando has taught me much..." He cooed in a gentle voice that seemed to fill Dryac with a sense of relaxation.

Pete coughed, obviously in pain and spat blood on the stone floor before getting up shakily. He took a deep and ragged breath and then it seemed as though all the pain left him suddenly for he looked up at Dryac and grinned, an insane light catching his wild green eyes. He quickly slipped from Dryac's reach and was beside Maya in the bl
ink of an eye.

"Maya? Dear Maya? But me and Maya are such good freinds!" He hissed in a frightening voice and looking as if he might grab Maya and strangle her. Then all at once he looked so very gentle and put a comforting arm around Maya's shoulder, even though he had to reach up to do so. He gazed up at her with deep admiration and love that everyone else were finding hard to understand. "We are freinds, aren't we Maya?" He whispered just loud enough for everyone to hear and the same wave of trust began to overcome Maya as well...

((Is this bio alright, Reu?))

Name: Chumana Hehewuti (first name meaning "snake maiden," last name meaning "warrior mother spirit")

Age: Around 437 or so

Gender: Female

Looks: Chumana has waistlength silver hair. It has been like that her whole life. She has brown skin, due to her being a Native American when she was alive. She wears a small anklet of slate-grey beads around her left ankle. She always wears a simple white dress and is always barefoot. Her eyes are a liquid, chocolatey brown, but when she is angry or very thirsty, they turn crimson.

Weapons: She carries two long, slim daggers. Each are strapped to the insides of her forearms. One half of each blade is wooden, for vampires, and the other half is silver, for werewolves.

Other: When she was alive, she belonged to the Hopi tribe. When the foreigners came to their land, they brought unwittingly with them a vampire. The vampire believed himself to be in love with her and Turned her, but left her directly afterwards.

Both Maya and Illumay watched the entire scene unfold without much emotion. Illumay's mind was able to read the feelings in the room and around it, and becuase of that, she could sense the strangeness in this new persons mind, as well as the rather brash appearance of Dryac and his werewolf cousin.

Maya, on the other hand, was usually calm, and this situation didn't surprise her in the slightest. She watched, like Illumay, with little interest, only really paying attention once Pete had sidled up to her and started talking. She looked at him, and with an exasperated sigh, she nodded.

"Sure Pete" She smiled at the room at large. She was used to this, probably too used to it. She glanced at Bando and spoke again.

"Would you mind, my lord, if I retreated to my room?" Without waiting for an answer, she walked forward, p*censored*ing everyone in the hall and heading straight upstairs. She threw a very quick sideways glance at Atticus, signalling that he could speak to her whenever, just as soon as she was out of sight.

As Maya left, Illumay sighed. Dryac... always so violent and untrusting. She supposed it made sense, what with his past, but still... They we're guests here. The violet eyed vampire looked over at the Demon Dragon, who was leaned against the wall with his eyes closed. Clearly, he wasn't fussed by any of this. At all.

((Feel free to bust in at any time, Weba! Just read a few pages before this if not all of them to understand what's going on.))

Pete spun gracefully away as Maya turned to leave. He was as used to antagonizing the poor girl as she was to being harr*censored*ed by him. At one point, Bando would have intervened, but neither really did the other harm and he learned to ignore to this peculiar rivalry as much as the two had. To anyone else it may have seemed like a dangerous situation, but in reality it never was or had been. They never even came close to a physical brawl and as far as he could see, they never would. There was one the though...

Bando swept up beside Dryac and Ryac, taking a grasp but gentle hold of each man's arm.

"Let her be for now. Both Pete abnd Maya tend to withdraw after each encounter for a spell. There is more than enough time to speak with her at our meeting tonight. Give her time to think."

As if by the command of Bando's words, Pete slunk silently back up the stone stairwell from which he supposedly had emerged, shutting the door softly behind him. When he had left, Bando turned towards the shadows to where Maya had glanced. Someone was there... he was aware of that now. All at once he remember the strange figure on the stone steps of the entrance and couldn't remember seeing where it went. The man must have snuck inside and been watching them all this time! Wordlessly, he gestured to Ryac and Dryac, directing their attention to the patch of shadows on the far side of the hall...

Maya continued on her way, her mind completely frozen with the amount of information she was trying to digest. She had found, so long ago now, that Bando had been her grandfather. It was the only reason she had come to this place; Currently, he knew nothing of her relation to him.

She had however, had someone take care of the research, and she knew for a fact Bando had only one son. Which of course... Made Dryac her father. Her father.
Shaking her head as if to rid herself of those thoughts, she entered her room and sat on a rather lush chair by the window, looking over the unbelievable view.

No. He couldn't be. She had also researched her mother... Her mother couldn't have fallen for a vampire so violent, one who seemingly jumped straight to conclusions without thinking a situation through... She sighed quietly. Not to mention, the werewolf also was related to her. As she sat, her head in a hand and her eyes closed, her thoughts moved to another problem. That Nemesis. Who was she?... And what exactly did she know?...

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Illumay walked to stand beside Bando, her eyes on the very same shadow through which Maya had left. She allowed her violet eyes to wander back to Dryac, before delibrately climbing his shoulders and sitting there.

She was silent for only a moment. "Bando's right, you know... We should all rest..." She gently tapped Dryac on the head with a fist and giggled. "Also, you'd do well to remember that we are guests here, and throwing the host's servant around doesn't make us look good."

Raze smiled at the young vampire's way of handling situations she didn't really like or care for, then pushed himself away from the wall, his tall form once again joining the others before he proceeded to speak.

"I'll be happy to take my rest elsewhere. A creature like myself needs the freedom of open air." He nodded at Bando, a small smile playing on his lips. "I'll rejoin you all later." With that said, Raze turned and strolled back to the giant doors they had come through, before dissapearing through them and into the world outside.

Bando wondred if he was getting old as no one took notice of the unusual presence he thought he was getting from the shadows where no one seemed to be. He shrugged off the strange feeling of being watched and turned towards the rest of the group.

"Illumay, I trust that you will be able to search about the castle for suitable rooms? You may enjoy romping my great halls, in fact. And Dryac and Ryac, I trust you two will be able to return to wherever you went off before that, eh, little interuption? I promise to try and keep things quieter for the next few hours as you all rest. Raze, as you are my special guest, I will show you about for a while. That way, as well as being a good host, I can get to know you better."

~(Nitro xD Nemesis is still walking around someplace and Raze just left the castle. xD)~

Illumay watched Raze leave, her face seeming to reveal no emtion at all; She put her hands on Dryac's head and lifted herself forward so that she was looking Dryac in the eye at an upside down angle.

"You've probably already realised just how similar you and Raze are. Afterall, your both half breeds of powerful creatures, both of you sharing the Demon DNA part." She smiled, allowing herself to fall back into her original sitting position. She looked at the door for a second longer, before sliding off of the Old Blood's back and standing beside him, just as Nemesis reappeared.

"You've got quite the place here, Bando. I shall be most thankful for the time we stay in these walls." She nodded slightly, smiling at the oncoming ball of energy that was Illumay. The Young Blood immediately wrapping her arms around Nemesis the moment she got in range.

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The sky. The most free of all places on earth, and off it, of course.
Raze soared, his metal coated body gliding smoothly above the rolling white hills beneath him as the sun caught steel and glinted in the slanting rays of yellow. It was a good thing really, all this cloud. It provided cover for Raze's huge Draconic form as he flew, hidden from the peasants and other civilians far below.

Once he caught the scent of desert, he dived, emerging from under the cloud to face the vast exapnse of orange sand stretching toward the horizon. This was it...  The area where the crack in the earth resided that would provide Demon pas.sing. It wasn't opening by itself, there was a Demon on earth. A Demon who was currently casting spells that aided in the expansion of this hole.

If it opened, they'd have no chance... They needed to find the Demon causing it... The one who existed on earth.

Razr growled slightly, then turned and headed back towards the castle. By the time he returned, everyone should have rested, then, and only then will he tell them all what they needed to know.

((Fine, BE THAT WAY! *edits post*))

Bando was beginning to feel his age, indeed. Somehow he had missed Raze and Nemasis leaving despite his vampiric prowress. After dinner, he needed to concentrate on this problem... For now though, he had to see everyone settled.

"Why, thankyou, Nemasis." He said, watching Dryac transform anew. "You are very welcome to stay here for as long as you wish, even after whatever Raze tells us he needs. I have more than enough room and enjoy the company."

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Atticus was getting impatient. These people were taking forever to clear out! Maya had already left... he heard that. That annoying servant Pete had gone back to the tower as well. Maybe they would all go away soon and he could make a clean break to Maya's quarters. Finnally, he decided to move to the far door and find Maya. He would risk being seen, but he trusted his keen senses and stealth skills. Slowly, he crept along the shadows towards the other side of the hall.

Nemesis nodded, smiling slightly as Illumay finally let go of the Old Blood's waist, the black dress slipping through her fingers like silk. The dark haired woman glanced down, then, through habit, gently placed a slender hand on the white haired vampires head. It was really the only way Nema showed any affection for her Young Blood.

When Dryac changed his form, Illumay let loose a small but sharp sqeal and ran forward, grasping the newly transformed vampire and pulling herself onto his back. Excellent. Dryac running on four legs would be much more comfortable than two.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and giggled, a childish and carefree sound, Nema probably didn't approve. Afterall, she WAS a vampire now. Still, she could have fun if she wanted, and Nema was not really all that strict.

Nemesis was too busy looking at Dryac to notice the violet eyed child's delight. It was amazing, really, that he had such a capacity to take on so many forms. He was quite the considerable force when it came to it. She finally noticed Illumay and her rather flamboyant reaction to his change, and, sighing, she spoke.

"Come on Illumay, we'll go rest until this evening. It's been quite a day..." She turned on her heel and started walking the way she had come; Illumay immediately fall off Dryacs back, throwing him an apologetic smile as she ran after Nema to their rooms.