Sydney Headquarters

[Ciarnait]

*Rolling her eyes in distaste and dismay as her she took in the damage inflicted by those bloody humans, Ciarnait bit her lip and smirked as she thought of Seb explaining this to Isabella. Sometimes she envied him, in his leadership role, but it was times like this that she was grateful someone else had to face Isabellas wrath. She herself would have to deal with Rose however, and though she wasn’t quite as terrifying as Isabella when it came to the whole evil wrath thing, she wasn’t exactly a timid bunny rabbit either. Rehearsing in her mind what she would say to Rose, Ciarnait walked down the hallway on the main floor, eyes scanning the computers and equipment as she tried to add up how much money Perrys latest antics would cost the clan.

Skipping down the steps that led down to the lab where Rose was last seen, Ciarnait paused to step over the body of a particularly dead human. This one was male, missing one of its legs and sprawled across the top seven stairs, with most of its bones either broken or dislocated -The result of Nachnis handiwork, no doubt – she thought to herself as she stood over the body, peering down at it in fascination. The human body had always amazed her, particularly after all life had left it. Instead of looking like nothing more than a carcus though, the body still clung to its hair, skin and scars that made it an individual. Despite it being nearly covered head to toe in its own blood, she could still see the facial expressions and muscular body that would of made this male attractive to the opposite sex. ~What a waste..~ she hissed softly, letting out a long breath as she realised she had been holding her breath, almost expecting the body to come to life as she stared at it. Of course it did not however, and she realised that she was just wasting time. Shaking her head to dispel such morbid thoughts, Ciarnait continued down the staircase until she came to the small corridor that separated Rose and Mikails labs. Deciding that Mikail could take care of himself, Ciarnait straightened her back as she knocked on Rose’s door.

The door was opened quickly, though only by a fraction as Rose poked her head out and looked at Ciarnait curiously. Ciarnait launched in to her rehearsed speech, assuring her that the threat had already been dealt with and that everyone was fine.

~While there is a bit of structural damage to the building, it is the only damage we have received…~she finished off. ~Though Seb has assured her that you are alright, the boss asks that you call her immediately to let her know yourself..~ she trailed off as Rose opened up the door further to reveal her full self. Smiling as she saw Rose already had her phone to her ear, she laughed quietly as Rose rolled her eyes and said ~Yes Isabella, Ciarnait is here right now to pass on your message…~ sighing, she offered Ciarnait a slight distracted smile, before she nodded and closed the door in Ciarnaits face.

Shrugging, Ciarnait turned and walked back up the stairs. She was back in the computer labs, poking around to make sure that no wires or cables were still smoking when Seb caught up with her and told her he was going to Rome. Jealousy washed over her as she ached to go to Rome and meet this famous Benito that Isabella was always going on about it. But as Seb informed her that she would be left in charge in his absence, she smiled and nodded her consent.

~Have a safe trip brother.. do stay in touch. I can assure you everything here will work like clockwork in your absence..~ she hugged him briefly, as Seb seemed allergic to all kinds of emotional display, before she skipped off to her room to change clothes. Passing another few bodies on her way, she sighed in distaste and made a mental note to get Nachni to dispose of all the bodies.*

[Rory Connery]

Rory saluted Seb in mock eloquence

"Yes sir Bossman, patrol the grounds"

he said with a wicked grin, still in his wolf form and hesitant to slip out of it, he stalked the grounds when he noticed the bloody form of Nachni, he sniffed the air and knew immediately it was not her blood, few among the pack were as blood thirsty as Nachni part of him revelled in it, the other part was disgusted. He made his way towards her and with a rough tongue, licked the length of her thigh, lapping the blood away, with a wink he was off patrolling the ground, shaking his own coppery red fur, trying to get rid of the blood.

As Rory made his way across the ground, he was constantly sniffing the air, scanning with clear blue wolf eyes, his form was large enough to be noisy, but at the same time he was able to shrink his muscular wolf form down towards the ground and sneak silently. Millions of thoughts were running through his head, The Pack needed to be clear of Isabella, he knew this now more than ever, why should his pack be punished? Why was it there job to protect the stupid Vampires land, it's there land afterall, it's there responsibility, rage billowed within Rory and with one thunderous clawed fist, Rory slashed out at the ground in rage, tearing chunks of earth out of the ground and roaring loudly. He stopped himself, his chest was raising and dropping rapidly, he lifted himself up trying to look like he still had some dignity, but he was full of guilt and shame, what was it he was thinking about doing? Help the humans? By helping Daniels he could destroy the Vamps and leave the pack for the pack alone, to run themselves, not being led by some bitch of a Vampire… could Rory really betray his brothers and sisters?

[subwolfer]

Seb caught the jealous look apparent within Ciarnaits eyes as a light grin crossed over his maw. Personally, he didn't feel being summoned by Isabella was anything to be jealous over. He assumed he still hadn't heard the end of it about the assault upon her headquarters. Especially after he had admitted to having a casual drink at the pub during a time in which he should have been at high alert.

"Well sis, I'll give them all your regards" He offers with a bit of a forced smile. Perhaps she envied him for getting to go to Rome, Yet, he almost envied the fact she didn't have to. "Do take care of things while I'm away, Try to get everything straightened up within the lab. I had told Isabella it was minor damage. So I'd at least like it to look that way before she gets home. So I can come home as more then just a rug for the hearth." Giving a quick pat on the back in response to the hug. Not much of one for such physical displays, With the obvious exception, He would give that and more to about any stray girl at the pub while drinking. Though even then, Most of the time it didn't quite catch the reaction he hoped for.

Packing quick and light for the trip, Perhaps just his own false psychology. If he packed for a short trip, then with any luck, thats all it would be. Clasping his suitcase with a bit of a sigh. Tonight was suppose to be simple. Leave a pack member or two on guard, Have a drink at the tavern, Find some girl to try his luck with. Luck not turning out, Neither with the female, nor being an uneventful night.

Not really in the mood to say any further goodbyes, Already having given the orders that needed to be carried out. He explained his absence briefly after the call. Nothing more needed to be said, And thus, he was off. like a thief in the night. Cab meeting him at the pub before off to the airport he went to catch the Red Eye to Rome.

[theblade527]

Maeniel was on his way to Australia by plane which turned out to be quite a bumpy ride which made his stomach upset. He had never liked this new air transportation but it was the only way he would arrived early or on time to meet with his two younger brothers. Throughout the flight people where trying not to notice the giant sword that he had laid on the chair to the left of him. Whenever he sensed someone watching the sword he would give them an icy stare that meant death to those who either asked or tried taking it. He was wearing his armor which people didn’t notice because it was transparent to his clothing and he kept the conversations down to a minimum with the armor. After a 5 hour flight he finally arrived in Australia.

He quickly picked up his sword and luggage then proceeded to the exit but was then stopped by some type of official personnel. “Sir you cannot bring any sort of weapon into Australia” said the man. Maeniel just ignored him and started pushing his way past when the officer reached for his gun, but before he could draw it Maeniel had grabbed his hand so quick that you would have to see it to believe it. “I would think real carefully before interfering in my affairs” Maeniel said as he gave a cold icy stare. The officer thought he had lost his mind for he saw Maeniel’s eyes turn yellow for a split second and then back to normal color. He let lose of the man’s hand and headed on towards the exit. “That sure was a close one” said his companion but all Maeniel did was grin. Maeniel had bought a jeep with some gold coins he had from the very old days and droved it to a Hilton Hotel.

Turning off his car he said “what do you think?” and the armor replied “it will work for now” giving a small grunt he headed in. “I would like a room for 3 weeks” he said setting his luggage on the ground and getting out some money. The desk man picked up a key from the board on the wall behind the desk and said “room 14 second floor” Maeniel grabbed the key and before heading up he wrote two names on a piece of paper and handed it to the clerk. “I am not to be disturbed unless it is a person by either of these names got it?” he said with a demanding voice. After confirming that he wasn’t going to be disturbed for sometime he headed up to the room to unpack. His armor was no longer transparent after he shut the door. “We will be going out tonight for some food and to check out the area” he said. “Fine with me better to know your surroundings anyways” replied the armor.

[Rory Connery]

Rory moved around the compound, everything was calm. There wouldn't be any trouble tonight, He sniffed the air, his great hulking wolf body began to dwindle and the hair sucked back into his body leaving only a light blonde hair on Rory's chest. He moved naked through the compound, ducking into the building he emerged wearing a red t-shirt, jeans and red tatty all stars on his feet.

He moved silently out of the compound, his heart and mind were racing, there was only one way he could think of to rid the pack of the first blood clan and that was the enemy, if they achieved there goal of destroying Isabella and her clan the pack was free, sure some of them would die, but it would be worth it if the pack could live free and alone with only there own pack to support instead of being locked in the eternal thrall of a Vampire.

It wasn't long before Rory was moving through Sydney, it was more or less dead, there were drunken men and woman crawling over the streets the sound of clubs going off and the occasional beggar asking Rory for cash. Daniels scent was long gone, Rory had no idea where to find them, surely they would have guards around Sydney

"Give a guy 2 bucks?"

A filthy bum with his mouth over a bottle of wine

"I don’t have any money!"

Rory growled he was starting to get frustrated, he stopped suddenly a thought struck him, Rory smiled and looked at the bum with animalistic eyes, he leaned forwards and grabbed onto the bum who groaned in protest

"The enemy, where are they?"

The Bum groaned and tried to wriggle free

"Don’t know what you're talking about man!"

Rory lifted the bum into the air, he pushed him into a nearby alley, and smashed him against the wall, all the while fur began to sprout slowly from his body, his ear elongated and his snout grew ever so slowly, claws sprouted from his fingers and his eyes turned large, round and yellow.

"The enemy!"

The Bum stopped the charade in fear

"You'll get nothing out of me…"

He said far too eloquently, Rory leaned forward and sniffed him, he needed his scent, Rory let him fall and he slowly began to revert back to a human, he was still strong though, he leaned forwards and ripped the enemy's jacket off, he puled out a mobile phone

"No!"

He called out and he leaned forward to grab the phone, Rory Smashed him across the face, but the enemy was trained well, he took the bunch and spun his body around clipping Rory around the head in a roundhouse kick, he held onto the phone however His body changed until he was more wolf than man, he leaned forward with all his strength, grabbed onto the enemies head with clawed hands and simply through him through the air. He went back to human his clothes were a little torn, but still together.

Rory went through the phone there was message

"Suspicious character came into the country carrying a sword, should be investigated, trailed to the Hilton room 14 second floor"

Rory titled his head, it was a long shot but who knows what he would find, friend of foe it didn't matter, an hour later, Rory knocked on room 14 second Flaw, his handsome face contorted into an ugly grin.

[theblade527]

He heard could hear the footsteps before they reached his door. His armor was the first to reply to the knock "I dont think its your brother's for they shouldn't show up for a week." Maeniel stood up from his chair and grabed his sword. Heading towards the door he said "at least i know who will be my supper for the night but it will surly be that clerk who cant understand the request of not being disturbed." There was a little glass hole in the door that he put his eye to and looked out seeing a man who was not his brother standing out there with a grin on his face.

"sure is a big one" Maeniel said and the armor replyed "means he has more meat if i understand you right which i should since I have been with you for many many many years." Maeniel held the sword off to the side of the door as he opened it. His armor had become transparent with his clothing again "who are you and what do you want?" he said with a some what calm face but yet a evil look in his eye's

[The Joshness ™]

Josh spent well over an hour towering corpses upon corpses in the bed of a Bio-waste transport which was supplied by some random technician he talked to. How a person could stomach eating such vile, diseased creatures is far beyond anything Josh himself could comprehend. And apparently the big shots in these parts were too good to answer a simple question, so he had that man truck them off out of his way. He had moved to restoring electrical stability within the lab "Hey, i want main power reduced to 37% when i give the word, keep it on for 2 seconds then cut it off." He was standing in a pool and what seemed to be grey matter, some sort of camera device in hand. At this position he has a full view of the computers and other devices damaged in the attack. Josh raises the camera to eye level out at the room "Now!" The power surges into the devices and sparks explode from various places throughout this part of the building. The click of the camera and the power is cut.

"Sir, what exactly was the point of this?" Josh holds the camera in his hand and out to the trainee "Basic damage control. Let all of the shit spark, then take thermal images of it as a map where all the debilitating damage is. Without having to return power to the central system and working our way outwards through those never ending system checks." Just as Josh had states, through the blue and black image of the room, there were a few red images of technicians, but the most prominent figures were the white orbs all over the photo. "Those white things, are where you guys need to focus the manpower. When these breaks are fixed, we will have a dry run. Then we start system boot just like startup. Smooth sailing from there boys." There is no doubt Josh understands what he is doing, he has spent quite a bit of time in this exact scenario, only before he had Soldiers and Power, not Employees and 'a Broom'.

He left the Lab Technicians to do their magic on the damaged computers and equipment. Left them to take care of this janitorial crap, though before he got too far "Oh yeah, anyone touches that power grid before having me here, i will have as a pair of slippers." He laughs "Thats at least what it will feel like with my foot buried to my knee in your ass." Another chuckle escapes his lips before turning around again and continuing on his way. He walked out a door and down the hallway to the Hazmat room where there was numerous lockers and Foam/water based equipment and in the room was a heavyset man attempting to reboot his computer "Yeah, im afraid your putting a square peg in a round hole there, my friend. We cut the power until the lab grid is functional."

He turned to Josh rather abruptly, making josh somewhat grin unknowingly "Do you have access to this building? Do they know your here? Are you part of the bastards that caused all of this?!" Josh shook his head "Nope, im afraid i missed the party. And yes, they know im here. I was assigned to having this place cleaned up." The fat man laughed rather hardily "Pretty well armed for a Janitor are we?" Then he motions to Joshs guns "Yeah, im the new guy. Does this surprise you?" The wide man shakes his head "No, i guess not. So what can i do for you 'new guy'." He lets a snarl scape his lips to the guys sarcasm "Im Josh, and i need the floor cleaned of the blood and debris. Right now, no delays." There was moment of hesitation but he spoke clearly "And how do you expect us to do this, Josh? And im Riley"

They talked for a moment about the schematics of the lab room and its various systems "So, your going to precisely 2 inches of the room, removing the drain grills to allow the....'debris' to pass into the lines and out of the way. Your going to have to do it ASAP while the power grid is off, so work hastily. After the initial wash down, get out there with brooms to get the remaining stuff and repeat. After which you use the buffers to dry the walkways and working spaces." Riley was writing this down very carefully the entire time "Its a weird way to do this, im not sure Management would agree with it too much." Turning around and walking out the room slowly towards his next job he sighs "Then they can bitch AFTER i get this place up to par." and he was out the room.

[Nachni]

*Nachni made short work of the human bodies littering the compound, feasting on some and simply disposing of others. Smokers didn’t taste as good. She was washing up when she noticed Rory retreating into the darkness towards the city in human form. Curious as any dead cat, she hastily pulled on a white baby tee, a pair of favored jean cut offs and stuffed her bare feet into flip-flops before pushing open the window and climbing out. Though Rory had disappeared from sight, she was conveniently positioned downwind with his musky scent marking the path.

She had only just caught sight of him as he picked his way through the scattered drunks of late night Sydney when he selected a seemingly random bum from the street and began beating the answers to his questions out of him. From the information she’d gathered so far, it seemed to Nachni that he was on a mission of vengeance, though something still didn’t sit right. Rather than approach him just yet, she held back, peering out from behind a building to watch him. It took more effort than she usually bothered to exert to remain hidden and not stroll up behind him and watch with glee as he threw the human around with ease.

Careful to stay downwind, she moved with the grace and stealth possessed by her kind to crouch behind a closer building. There was a struggle over an object that she only realized was a cell phone when Rory finally disposed of the bum in near wolf form and put the unidentified object to his ear. Whatever he heard on the other hand prompted him to move again, but she was close on his heels. It didn’t actually matter to Na if he caught her or not, however the game of stalking was enjoyable for the moment. If this was indeed a mission of revenge, she definitely wanted in on the action. Without so much as a sound, she trailed him for the next hour to the Hilton and waited in the stairwell with her ear pressed against the door as he knocked on one of the doors. It would be harder inside a building to keep her own scent hidden and she was all too aware he would know of her presence soon enough.*

[Ciarnait]

*Stepping out of the shower, Ciarnait declined the assistance of a towel to dry herself, instead allowing the small droplets of water to form little beads of moisture on her smooth skin. Wriggling herself into a tight pair of pale green chord jeans, Ciarnait quickly threw a dark green v-neck T-shirt over her torso, slipped into some black sandals and made her way quickly to the main part of the compound. Brushing her long dark hair with her fingers while she walked, Ciarnait slowed her pace as she sniffed out the warehouse and listened for the others.

The warehouse was eerily quiet, though she could hear various noises here and there which were clearly the sounds of the new arrival Josh taking care of the cleaning side of things. Smiling her approval, the smile soon faded from her lips however as she soon realised that both Rory and Nachni were no longer within the premises. Surprised, as well as slightly hurt that they hadn’t seen fit to let her know they were going somewhere, Ciarnait shrugged off her feelings of self-pity while she wandered aimlessly around the Warehouse.

Although Josh was making quick work of the repairs and getting things back up and running, Ciarnait still could not help but snarl in disdain as she viewed the damage. As the blood began to boil in her veins, she soon found herself stalking around the warehouse instead of wandering aimlessly. She wanted revenge against Perry and his fellow idiotic humans, her dark eyes blazing with an intensity that almost frightened her. Clenching her hands into small fists, she began to run various thoughts through her harried mind, but without the knowledge of the Enemy’s hideout she was limited in her plan of attack. Hoping that Rose would be able to help, Ciarnait quickly made her way back down the staircase to Rose’s lab and knocked on the door. *

[Rory Connery]

Rory smiled as the door swept open, he sniffed the air before he stepped over the threshold, he looked down the hallway and couldn’t see anyone, he sniffed his sleeve and still couldn't tell if the smell was really there or if he was picking up the familiar scent of Nachni, He ducked between the door frame and the Wolf blocking it and spun around in the room

"Close the door, I think I'm being followed, but she won't know why I'm here not yet…"

He said hurriedly, she was spying on him? He felt a flair or rage, he couldn't even go for a walk without being followed, was there anything he couldn't do without the packs knowledge? Well there definatelywould be now. He turned to the Wolf, he could smell the familiar scent of a man cursed and he knew that the man he was standing in front of probably knew that he too was a Werewolf

"What, do I have to howl at the moon?"

He said with a handsome grin,

"I got news of someone's arrival, I assume you would be either a Wolf or a Vamp and lucky for me, you’re a wolf…"

Rory looked around before letting himself flop down on one of the couches, he lifted his feet up and placed them on the coffee table, he took a second to admire his red chuck Taylor, 'All Stars' before continuing

"I'm part of the pack that runs Sydney, more or less… or at least we should be"

He said with a frown, He shook his head and waved a hand dismissing his comment

"Consider me your official welcoming committee to Sydney, Australia, now who the hell are you? And what are you doing in this country without a pack?"

He said with a very animalistic tilt of his head.

[theblade527]

Maeniel was about to grab the person and throw him through the wall for going right past him and shutting the door. Giving a sneer at the stranger he had a good mind to slice off his head as the stranger made himself at home. He didnt find the joke about howling at the moon amusing at all since he had long gone past that curse and could do what he wanted at will.

"Why would i care if someone is following you?"

Picking up his sword from the bed he held it in front of him in case the intruder wanted to cause a problem.

"You are right I am a wolf, but im not like your kind anymore. As for not having a pack I go alone and anyother buisness is my own."

Maeniel wasnt a big talker but his temper was very high right now for his meals where most likely getting away.

"and you tell me who you are first before I decide to cut your throat."

[The Joshness ™]

Josh could be found sitting atop a desk in the main lab whilst the people around him scurry about in their duties he gave them. A meek lab technician was the first one to approach him "Uhm...sir...were getting ready for the flush." Josh eyes him for a moment, raising to his feet atop the desk and looking at the working people "You heard him, clear out!" And with is booming voice echoing throughout the compound, they did so. "OK, do it!" Gushing from the hallway, where there were several hoses spurting it out. It took no time at all for the floor to gain its exact 2 inches of water. "Bring in the broomers, open the drain valves and remove the grates covering them.

A few minutes pass by, he himself suddenly wondering if they had really left him here without anyone to bother. If so, for how long? Josh became bored of this, so he left the lab area out into the hallway where he began to roam aimlessly. He really wasn't going anywhere for purpose, its not like he had anything left to do in the labs, when they finished they had done all they needed. And Josh was right, while he walked the halls the workers has scrubbed all the dried debris up, drained out the room, then cleansed with a final rush of clean water. Riley stood in the doorway "Hmm, looks like he knew what he was talking about." The technicians became worried though, when they explained to Riley that it was time for them to test the grid. To see if Josh's plan had actually worked. "Well, get to it then. Id like to see myself" he had told them. They had all gathered around one computer, bigger than the rest as it was the main server for the room. With a simple push of a button, the computer lit up, as did all the other computers and servers throughout the building. No sparks, nor errors, well a few errors, but Josh had succeeded in all manners expected of him. Everyone in the room was cheering whilst Josh himself was gone from their presence.

Josh had turned, gone up and down stairs and even back tracked a little. This had led him to her, Ciarnait, standing outside a room "Ah, so they DIDNT leave me to myself, did they?" He gave a coy grin, his numerously sharp teeth gave their appearance. Josh's scent was not one people run into very often in their lives, if ever at all. His musk gave off great strength of a Wolf, but at the same time a stale presence was hidden within it, the staleness of death. He is, after all, a Hybrid. He then heard a short announcement off an intercom down the hall announcing the labs repaired status "Well, looks like im done with my Janitorial duties."....he stares at her blankly for a second or two "....now what?''....

[Nachni]

*Nachni hovered uncertainly in the stairwell as she pondered her next move. Entering the hall left her without cover, but when had she ever needed to hide from Rory? The stalking game was fun enough for a time, but the excitement of the evening and their unexpected trek through the city had left her considerably restless and even more curious. Some quality time with Rory would most definitely help. How convenient that he should already have a room in the Hilton for them. Regardless of who the room was actually intended for, she was pretty sure she could eat any competition.

With a wicked grin, she pushed through the heavy metal door into the corridor and strolled casually up to the entrance of the room whose door she’d just heard hastily click shut only moments ago. The masculine scent of Rory lingered in the air here still. The idea that eavesdropping might be considered rude was one Na never bothered to consider as she leaned in closer to catch the conversation going on inside. Bored almost immediately with nothing to look at, she brushed back the russet waves of her hair, extracted her fingers from the thick mane and used the same hand to knock sharply on the door. She was uninvited and intruding on whatever hush-hush secret meeting Rory had going on inside, but again this didn’t faze her. She knew he was in there, he suspected she was out here, and whoever the hell else was in there could make a little room for her in that nice, big room. If they asked nicely, she might even consider a threesome…but they’d have to ask nicely. Or beg.

Hooking her thumbs in the pockets of her skin tight cutoffs, she awaited some kind of response. Shame on Rory for thinking he was going to have fun without her. To amuse herself, she added to her private joke by calling out to the two men.* Room service.

[Rory Connery]

Rory could do nothing more than give the mysterious and somewhat arrogant stranger a wide pearly white grin

"Oh trust me, with her you would be worried she's following"

He laughed at his own joke, but the laugh ended quickly as the mysterious stranger began to speak, he really was arrogant.

"You assume you could cut my throat with that big old sword, we do things differently in Australia"

He said with another grin

"It's my business when I found out the enemy have been tracking you and know exactly where you are, Your putting us all in danger, I assume you've heard of the enemy, the humans that hunt and kill our kind. And please spare me the 'humans are worthless, they can't kill me' dribble, arrogant of not there are strong and they're aware of your presence, which makes ME aware of your presence"

He emphasised the 'ME' rather loudly and little angrily.

A voice called from behind the door, room service? Rory could help give a wide grin, even without the voice he could smell her scent seeping under the door. Rory smiled again,

"So you've grown beyond howling at the moon?"

Rory said with a mischievous smirk, he opened his mouth wider than looked possible and louder than anyone could have guessed possible. He howled. The Powerful howl was soft and dreamy, eerie and beautiful yet unsettling and disturbing, bus pack and beyond would hear his call, even the few wolves back at the base who were free and not drunk of there asses would hear his call to arms.

"Now I suggest you give me some answers quickly"

Rory said calmly.

[theblade527]

Maeniel could smell more company coming his way which he did not find pleasent. Maeniel never liked people who intruded on his territory or was near him at all. He listened hearing the footsteps come to the door and soon heard some knocking after. He hadnt taken his eyes off the stranger and then held the sword under his neck.

"You are lucky I dont have a taste for werewolfs tonight or you would be dead on the ground. Dont think this sword couldnt do it for you do not know what this sword is and I doubt your feebled mind would figure it out anyways."

He knew a lot about the enemy for he had to fight their ancestors back in the old days and because of that he never went fully to sleep. Now to hear that their sons where investigating him sounded like fun. Fun to play tricks and possibly if they attacked him take some of them for his dinner.

"The enemy are none of my concern inless they attack me and you are non of my concern either"

He had learned of different packs of werewolfs but this pack that he studied well sickened him to the stomach. How those who are part of his kind could be slaves to vampires was a discrase to him and others he had met. The very thought of this werewolf being here because of the vampires wavered in his mind and made him think about just killing him but then where would he put the body for he didnt like the taste of werewolfs. Before he had a chance to knock out the werewolf and leave it gave a howl. Reacting quickly he threw his body at the door making it break off of its hinges and fly at the person who had knocked.

"Now as for answers you wont get any for you still havent answered my question and I dont answer to those who are vampire slaves"

He said this with rage in his voice and eyes, but still in a calmly while he got his balance back from smashing the door. Also hoped that the door had at least hurt or knocked out the other uninvited guest.