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Post by Sirius King on Feb 8, 2006 10:40:11 GMT -5
Somehow he had managed to stray from the Tower and left without much trouble. He was curious to see the place that was around by himself and he just walked around the forest silently, smiling as he crunched leaves. Noting that it was getting a bit darker, he wondered if he should go back but then shrugged. He figured he had time, but he didn't realize just how far he really was. Still walking, he heard some noise, a muffle scream, and then some noise, as if someone was eating, and then quiet. He stopped dead in his tracks and squinted into the darkness, whispering."Hellooooo?" There was movement to the left and then he frowned as he took a whiff of what smelled like blood and animal, animal that hadn't bathed in weeks. Rubbing his nose, he stepped back and the snap of the twig his foot was on echoed through the forest. It was the loudest thing he thought he had ever heard given the circumstances and that's when it happened. Movement up ahead, growling, something there that heard him. Eyeing the darkness in fear, he turned and made a run for it, screaming at the top of his lungs for help as he felt whatever it was gaining up on him. Finally, it leveled with him and Sirius realized it was the BIGGEST and MEANEST dog he had ever seen, since he was too young to have seen any Lycans yet, he skidded to a halt. If there was one thing he knew, it was that dogs loved him. He could handle it, so he grabbed a stick and tossed it."Go get it!" He nodded but then stood frozen as the Lycan turned and pounced at him, and he felt it claw at his chest and he screamed out in pain and scrambled around. Finally grabbing a stick, he yelled out in even more pain as the Lycan bit him, tearing the flesh from his leg and he swung at it, making contact with it's eye, stabbing it. Sirius heard it yelp in pain and disappear into the forest and he moved as close as he could to the nearest tree and cried, wondering how much trouble he would get into."HELP!!! MOM! DAD! ANYONES!" He continued crying and just felt darkness tug at his vision. It hurt so much, but he would stay awake, he would wait till someone came for him, he would stick it out. He wasn't going to be a baby anymore, he was going to take the consequences of his actions, even if it meant he had to stay awake for the rest of the night."Help..." His voice was feeble and he just concentrated on his father and then his grandfather, someone in the Tower, his mother, his aunt, his uncle. Someone had to notice he was missing, they just had to he thought. Sighing, he just wiped his eyes and looked down at his leg and made a face. It looked horrible. There was a chunk of his thigh missing and he just shook his head. He'd never go near any of those kind of dogs again.
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Post by Hannibal King on Feb 8, 2006 16:40:06 GMT -5
He hurried down the path of the forest. Even before he'd left the Tower he sensed something was wrong. For the few moments he had been waiting on Nailana to hurry up, he couldnt sense his grandson, and he could usually do it. He was worried sick. He'd searched in a lot of places but he still couldnt find him. Because he left in a hurry he couldnt quite tell Katarine or Fenrir. But they were the least of his problem. Sirius was what he was worried about. He looked around for a bit, and then the sounds of a scream to his ears. He pulled out his bow in a hurry, and placed an arrow inbetween the strings, quickly. He clenched his teeth, seeing blood drenched on the ground, and then a body. He heard something whimper, and saw a creature move out of a bush, it was a Lycan, and it seemed to have fresh blood on its teeth, fresher than the actual body. He let his arrow fly in a hurry, wathcing it pierce the creature in the side. He knew he couldnt let this creature just stray about in this form, possibly hurting someone else. He started runing now, and followed the path the creature had come from, luckily it had been spewing some blood. And then he saw him, on the ground. His eyes widened and he ran over to him, looking at his leg. He pulled his shirt off, and quickly wrapped it around his leg, doing it as softly as possibly, but he knew it would hurt regardless. He picked up his grandson, looking down at him.
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Post by Sirius King on Feb 8, 2006 17:00:25 GMT -5
"Ow!" He struggled against whatever had him now and growled angrily."I won'ts let you takes another bite of me! Get offs!" He slammed his fists against whatever had him, he was going into a bit of hysterics since he really didn't want to be bit, but slammed his fists, clawing at whatever had him. He was fairly strong for his size though which was surprising.
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Post by Hannibal King on Feb 8, 2006 17:02:13 GMT -5
He grabbed his hands. "Stop it, Sirius, it's grandpa. Whatever hurt you, he's not coming back, I took care of him." He looked around, and broke into a room, he knew the shirt wouldnt stop the bleeding for too long and he needed to get him to the Tower ASAP. He looked down at him, noting the kid was pretty strong for his age.
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Post by Sirius King on Feb 8, 2006 17:04:32 GMT -5
"Who?" He sighed and just listened carefully and then just let his nose do the work for him. He'd inherited it from his father, a strange sense of smell and he felt it was even stronger than it had started off as and he could sense the familiar scent that his grandfather gave off and calmed down greatly, but then when into another fit of anger."GETS THAT DOG!" He grabbed his grandfather's collar and pulled himself up and looked him right in the eyes."NOW!"
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Post by Hannibal King on Feb 8, 2006 17:09:48 GMT -5
"It's ALREADY gotten, Sirius." He said in a serious tone. "He's dead. I killed him, he's finite, poof, gone." He sighed. He could sense another Lycan behind him. And he needed to stop for a few seconds. "Sirius, I need you to do something for me. I need you to grasp onto my neck, and move behind me." He moved his hand to his back and pulled out his broadsword, holding it with one hand, as he held Sirus in the other.
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Post by Sirius King on Feb 8, 2006 17:12:07 GMT -5
He nodded and just wrapped his arms around his grandfather's neck, taking care he was in a position that wouldn't choke him. He'd learned this from his father, many times in this type of predicament. He wondered if his grandfather knew how to fight them off properly.
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Post by Hannibal King on Feb 8, 2006 17:22:09 GMT -5
He turned the blade of his sword, it glinted in the moonlight along the reddish jewel that was glowing brightly. The hilt had the design of a large serpent, which was the King family Insignia, and then words written in the original Vampiric language, a language lost on most except those directly descended from the procreator of the race, or those ancients who have sought after it's rare texts. He heard a growl, and knew the Lycan was nearby but he was ready. The blade was made of the purest and rarest silver. "Bring it on, Shit-eater." He watched the Lycan, run for him, growling. He could see the reddish claws, as it bounded for him. He ran and raised his sword, making sure to avoid hurting Sirius, and he brought it down, just as the Lycan jumped on him. He felt it pierce against the stomach of the creature, but he knew it wouldnt be that easy. The creature moved back, blood spewing from it's body, but it still held it's ferocity. It howled, and within seconds three other Lycans had appeared, surrounded him. A smirk appeared on his face. "This brings back memories." He ran towards the first Lycan, using his speed, and managed to slash at the Lycans head, watching as it fell to the ground. He turned around just as quickly, now it was three Lycans. They started running towards him, and he threw the sword up, pulling out two silver stakes from his side, and threw it towards the head of two of them. There was a green liquid inside them, and the instant they entered the Lycans head they fell to the ground. Seconds later he caught the sword, and turned his body around, absorbing the impact of holding something so heavy. One Lycan to go. "Just you and me Shit-eater." The Lycans eyes took on a blueish color, and it's breath smelt of blood and guts, even from his spot. "You okay back there, Sirius?"
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Post by Sirius King on Feb 8, 2006 17:28:43 GMT -5
He didn't answer, he was thinking. In his own little world, his grandfather needed help and he let go, falling to the floor and rolled between his grandfather's legs, holding a dagger he had seen on his grandfather's waist and started running at the Lycan. He limped rather quickly and the Lycan took off at him, since he was far easier to manage than Hannibal would be and Sirius, running on fear, anger, panic, pain, and other emotions, held the dagger out in front of him as the Lycan opened it's mouth, jaw locked, teeth bared, glinting at Sirius menacingly. He held to the dagger with all his might and imitated his father. Jumping forward, he really hoped he was on target, or, well, he would be dead. He was well too aware with the concept and his mother had explained it to him so as not to be ignorant and he just closed his eyes, hearing his grandfather yell something, but then all went black as the Lycan toppled over him and his hands were in the mouth of the Lycan, the dagger lodged into the roof of it's gaping mouth.
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Post by Hannibal King on Feb 8, 2006 17:32:52 GMT -5
When he didnt hear anything he started to worry, if one of the Lycans had been quick enough and done something. But when he felt him drop he watched in horror. "SIRIUS, NO!" He shook his head, running after him. He watched the kid with his dagger, and moments later he had the Lycan on him, but the dagger was no doubt protruding from it's head. He blinked, and smiled proudly. He picked Sirius up, around his mid section, and swung his sword to decpitate the Lycan. He picked up his dagger, and then looked at the other two Lycans with the stakes with the green liquid. "SHIT!" And holding onto Sirius, he made a run for it, hearing two loud explosions. He turned, to watch as blood and guts spilt, and flew everywhere.
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Post by Sirius King on Feb 8, 2006 17:34:44 GMT -5
He groaned and just opened his eyes slowly. Amazingly, he was sore all over and in even more pain, but he just felt himself being held and sensed his grandfather holding him."Down..." He reached for the ground and just sighed. He'd just killed something, he could feel it, he just knew.
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Post by Hannibal King on Feb 8, 2006 17:36:51 GMT -5
He shook his head. "You're not going down, until we get to the Tower. We're not going to dawdle here." He heard something come his way, and just made a face of annoyance. "Great." He grumbled, and moved his body ontop of Sirius, as blood and body partsflew against his skin, so he was covered in Lycan guts.
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Post by Sirius King on Feb 8, 2006 17:39:02 GMT -5
He felt his grandfather on top of him and just grunted."Down!" He really wanted to sit and catch up with himself before anything else and he wished his grandfather would just listen."Please..."
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Post by Hannibal King on Feb 8, 2006 21:12:26 GMT -5
He pulled away, feeling nasty cold bits on him and he shuddered. "I'm starting to hate Lycans too." He grumbled and sighed. "Fine, but make it short, we need to get back to the Tower and do some work on that wound." He sighed a little, wondering if after that bite he would turn into a Lycan as well.
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Post by Sirius King on Feb 8, 2006 21:21:43 GMT -5
"Gampa....I...." He sighed and just made the motion of stabbing with the dagger and looked down at the ground, making several gestures which had no meaning, but it was just because he didn't know how to get his thoughts across properly and he looked over at Hannibal and just stood up, wrapping his arms around his neck."I goods still right?"
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