Thread: The Huntsman (SweetMarie and Lost)

Tray walked or more like glided along trying to figure out what exactly she was going to do to catch her fallen comrade and hopeful save them from themselves. Vampires after they had turned to a fallen never were the same but Tray had heard rumors about them being turned back to normal and with that rumor hope had bloomed in Trays black heart. This fallen vampire wasnt like others this one was important to Tray for many reasons but the number one reason was she knew the fallen to well to let it sink deeper into the darkness that was the fallen way. Tray had decided a long time ago that she was going to save her friend no matter what, even if it killed her, and that might happen. Tray was going to have to do some stupid things along the way that would be dangerous. No vampire, were-creature, mermaid, zombie, really any creature of the dark would venture into doing. Tray was going to have to find herself a hunter and convince him or her to help. Without knowing it Tray had realized suddenly that she had been holding her breath for the past seven minutes without her lungs screaming at her like a humans would be. She slowly allowed the air to fill her lungs to the max and exhaled slowly. This sucks. She said out loud to herself frustrated with her situation and looked around. Tray wasnt a werewolf so it wasnt like she could sniff the air and find a hunter, which sucked because right this minute it would have been more then helpful. It did help to be old though like Tray was, is. All her life she had traveled the world keeping herself hidden from the world like most of the royal vampires and now she was going to be reveling herself and her vampire royalty to a hunter allowing them the knowledge there were stronger vampires out there then the fallen that they had and were hunting. No Royal blooded or pure blooded Vampire had ever been caught by the hunters. Tray was going to venture into dangerous territory endangering herself and maybe every one of her kind in the process of finding her fallen friend. Its for your friend Tray. She told herself trying to convince herself more thoroughly. It really wasnt working Shed do it for you! She said stomping her feet down like a child trying to get their way. Tray noticed then just how crazy she might have looked to the outside world if she werent by herself. She brushed her clothing off and took a long deep soothing breath. Im not crazy. She murmured to herself and smiled Maybe a little. She chuckled and continued on her walk. She needed to find a hunter convince this hunter to help her and then at the end hope the hunter wouldnt try killing her though killing a Royal had never happened before she was sure it was possible. Though Tray wasnt a werewolf who could just inhale the wind and find a target she did have a sense of smell that was incredible. Tray wondered if she could gather enough energy to work with a werewolf after all werewolves and vampires werent the greatest of friends. They even at one point in time had a war between each other which still was sort of going on in the background. There was no way in hell Tray was going to join up with a werewolf they were too unpredictable and typically followed their nature as wolves and destroyed everything in their path even their own kind. So werewolves though helpful in some aspects werent worth the hassle. No right now she needed to find herself a hunter and make them help her. Now to figure out where to find herself a good hunter who wouldnt kill her or her friend she needed to save. Tray closed her eyes searching through the archives in her mind as to where she would find such a hunter. Tray sighed long and hard she wasnt going to be able to find one she could trust completely. Oh well. I guess its better to start at the hunter school. She said and disappeared in thin air. Tray shifted her body as she landed on solid ground shed only stepped foot in this place once for the pure fact it was way too close to the school for stupid humans. Why humans ever hunted her kind was stupid but then again she figured it was slightly smart of the mortals to try and defend themselves. Though humans could fight back cattle could but if they could humans would have a triable time living. She grinned at the thought of humans being cattle. Sure it was some sort of sick joke thinking that way but it was true humans was no longer on the top of the food chain more like in the middle. The image of human cattle with bells around there necks made Tray laugh quietly to herself as she moved through the large opened meadow only to through herself down against the warm slightly moist meadow floor. There was no one there just a second ago but then within a blink of an eye a male mortal appeared. Tray felt her face flush with anger she had never been so unaware before it angered her that a mortal could make her fall to the ground off guard just to hide. Tray hated this mortal male and growled lowly at herself for having allowed the mortal to get a jump on her. It didnt seem to appear he noticed her much. Trays eyes roamed over the male mortal sizing him up as well as making sure he was mortal it would be a horrible thing to come across another vampire or other creature to ask for help and then regret it later. This male was reckless that was for sure. He may have the speed of a vampire but his reflexes and eyesight werent as good as vampires with his speed. That was a pure and simple give away for him being a mortal and one of the hunters now all she needed to know was if he was stupid enough to try and attack her. Tray was going to follow him and stay out of sight for a while.