Saga 2 Episode 31: The War of Fang and steel pt1 / Alastair Awakens

Alec - The KitsuneConan - The Master WarlockLee Tanaka - The Young AlphaSelene - The Hell HoundTobi - The Warlock PrinceWalter - The Dark WolfZachaira - The Scarred WarlockZane - The Snow BladeAlastair - The VaeWolf

## The War of Fang and Steel pt1

Keyo': The Wolfbloods of Kasaihana city. Were crippled. The 'Order Of The Moon' aka the Alpha's of Kasaihana were hurting. With One of there Alphas Dead due to Mysterious causes The Tanaka clan was suffering. The Edwards Pack on the other hand... had been cooking up other things. Even with there daughter kidnapped. It didn't seem to slow down the tenacious Wolfbloods.

Setting for all Warlocks: At The Warlock Base

Setting for all the Wolfbloods and other supernatural: Varies all around Kasaihana city.

10 pm. A crescent moon night. Friday. . . A week after the previous episode. Kasaihana had been roaring like it always had been.

Keyo': Excuse how things may appear to you. I've been a bit distracted studying, i haven't had much time to look at anything besides these little red specks i've obtained. Anyways... I've always been a bit of a... Batman fanatic. So, of course i had our base designed like his batcave. Its deeply gridded underground. Filled with labryints and the such. It's apart of the training i give my batch of kids i command. Well... I'm sorry. I shouldn't call them Kids. There Warriors. Warlocks. Ever heard of them? We were talked about alot before WW3. Monster hunters, protector's to political figures, mercenaries, terrorist. We were whatever we were paid to be, and do. It wasn't long before we forgotten relics in time. We established our group again after the war. In what people call ' The Skylands ' now. Once baron wasteland due to the nukes dropped, is now a land filed with growth and greenery. I was around when this blasted city was first made. I remember watching it as a young boy from a distance. Being created... I always knew. It'd be a beacon for chaos one day. Here we are now. The Year 2177, December 20th. And Heh... I was right. My name? My name is Conan Mercury. Son of Master Katon. And Master rank in the Warlocks Order. I've been killing monsters for a little bit over a 100 years. Don't let my appearance fool you... I'm much older then you may think. These students, warriors i command. I care for them... even though I do not show it. Zane, Tobi, Zach and Zack... those knuckle heads. There the best squad a guy could ask for. Tobi places himself in the leader role. I'd do anything for these kids. I'd even die for them...

Conan would have pulled away from the video recording he had been recording of himself, only for two of the Warlock grunts to rush in. Dropping down to one knee before he'd finally began to speak. " The unit you asked for is in motion. We have them in our scopes and are waiting for orders master. " The grunt said handing Conan a piece of fabric " Excellent. Wait until furthor orders. " Conan said before he stood up again, making his way down to the railing that lead out of his quaters as he turned his head down to look at the Warlocks in training he had been watching over for quite some time. He stood with his snow white hair, and piercing gold eyes. His hands gripped tightly to the railing, shirtless with a towel over his shoulders. He wore black pants and sandals. Checking out the secruity systems for the base as they sat idle in the air. He'd make his way down stairs to eye his brand new prisoner. Naomi Edwards, whom he had been keeping for awhole week now. He walked to her cage, laced with Shadow Shade Ash so she couldn't break free. " Hello Naomi. You know... you haven't ate anything in two weeks. " He said sliding a tray of food into her cell. It was steak and rice. " All I want to know... is where The Rest of the Order of the Moon are. I'm looking for the Book of Wolves. I know one of you must know of its whereabouts. We could have killed you awhile ago Naomi. But we know how important you are. Your a Maiden... we know. I know this. But you and the other wolfbloods are simple pawns in this much larger game of chess. When you get ready to talk. I'll be back... until then. All meals are disconnected from you until further notice. " Conan said pulling away from the bars as he crossed his arms, staring at her long and hard before he'd finally leave her be.

Jay: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qE\_6Ixt51Wk)

The moon hung over the city of Kasaihana like a small night light that watched over the restless citizens of the city. For many throughout the crime ridden metropolis that had been doing their regular nightly activities which in this town came in a surplus, it was a night just like any other. But for those embedded deeper in the underworld of the city dealings and those of the more supernatural minority in the city tonight was different…way different. For there was a battle going on behind the scenes of the daily mischief in the city. A battle between the hunter and the prey, but tonight the tides of battle would be turned around drastically, or more so those on the losing side mostly hoped.

In the past few weeks the population of wolfbloods have taken a drastic decrease, not only their population but their strength as one of the stronger Alphas have mysteriously passed away from the realm of the living and into a more eternal slumber. Khan, mostly known amongst The Order of the Moon as, Father Tanaka, had fallen in battle leaving his eldest son, Lee, to take the mental as head Tanaka. In recent events the other descendants of the Son’s of Okami, the Edwards, family was making major moves against the mortal enemy of the Order, the Warlocks. These beings who made it their sole purpose to make life a living hell for the wolfbloods and other supernatural creatures within the world had been a thorn at Lee’s side for far too long. Which brings them back to the Edwards who’d have set up a kidnapping of the one known as Naomi. Little did the Warlocks know, through the great vines Lee knew exactly where they would be hiding the kidnaped victim.

A blimp would pass over in the sky with the words ‘THE WORLD IS YOURS’ flashing repeatedly. Lee Tanaka wearing his father’s cloak stepped over to the edge of a tall building looking at the location the tracker for the Naomi droid the Warlocks had kidnapped brought him to. Lee now looking like a spitting imagine of his father Khan with his hair even longer in a ponytail that draped down the back of his cloak, His right arm resting on the middle of the cloak and the hilts of his two katanas poking out from inside the cloak.  Lee had a small grin on his face as his eyes surveyed the area. His fiery black chi was emitting from his body almost engulfing him completely. He had the intent on taking out the enemy tonight but he knew wars aren’t won over night and this was no different from that.

Standing next to Lee was his partner and member of his pack Walter. Lee, tapping his Katana hilt he’d begin to speak to Walter with a deep dark tone of voice assorting his role as lead in this mission. “Tonight you show me your worth…” Lee spoke out to Walter referring to his cursed bloodline. “Warlocks are not to be taken lightly, I’m not looking to take any more causalities. If you want to back out now fine, but you will wear the shame of your decision.” If Walter did decide to stay and continue Lee would only grin. “I’ll take point. We move quickly and give our enemies everything we have, we have the element of surprise.” With that Lee would nod to Walter before putting his right foot on the ledge of the building and quickly leaping off and jumping down towards the front door of the Warlock base. Landing down would focus chi into his right foot before drawing his knee up and extending his leg kicking the door down violently before using his enhanced senses he’d wait for Walter to arrive before venturing in any further.

Ryoji: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SI2nXIjz1sk ) The night was fresh and adoptive. The scent of rotting bodies in sewer ways was a pretty heavy thing to not notice and the smell of sweat from people fucking and cuddling up in their homes was something not to ignore. Alas for the great Lupus Dominus, Walter Cunningham this was but another night in a sin city that has no hope of redemption. In his years of living he’d never been in a more disgusting city based environment. His yellow hues looked down on the ground where as Lee had kept his eyes looking elsewhere. Walter looked at the people who still walked beneath him…as he believed all creatures of all types. Should. His claws out, he began to close one of his eyes and pretending to squish the heads of pedestrians making a little. “Poop. Sound effect with his mouth as he did this. He wondered when Lee would stop his brooding mode, and start making leader based moves like a damned leader was supposed to. Thoughts like this, Walter had to…keep in check. A filter if you will…as a narcissist when he doesn’t get his way it’s never exactly pretty. He already felt it degrading to dwarf his abilities to be beneath the “Alpha’ of this supposed pack. It’d be easier to rip his heart out, consume it, and go on about his business…alas. The goal at hand was not here. Not yet.

“Tonight you show me your worth…Warlocks are not to be taken lightly, I’m not looking to take any more causalities. If you want to back out now fine, but you will wear the shame of your decision.” “Believe me Garçon (boy). I know what Warlocks can do…I’ve seen to many of them to ever forget.” Walter clenched his fist, his claws ripping into the flesh of his palm as he thought about the massacre of his old tribe. “I’ll take point. We move” “You move. I’ve got  a stop to make.”

When Lee leapt off of the building and opted to take a frontal approach, Walter put his hands into his pockets tilting his head up. “idiote arrogante.” Walter murmured under his breathe at only a level of hearing he himself could hear. He’d begin masking his scent to let all trace of him vanish. “You can believe you are stronger. This be the case I shall make you believe in my intelligence.” Walter would’ve walked off of the side of the building they were on, and began to break into a free fall. His body landing on the ground making cracks in the cement! Didn’t even beak a sweat or move a hair out of place as he landed down. His hands stuffed into his pockets he began walking down the street. He sniffed the air once, and found what he was looking for. Few miles out he’d stop at building. His yellow eyes looking left and right before one could look at the flick of his wrist (WOOP) and see his claws emerge from his hands. “Wonder if I’ll get to see Conan and his new flock of trainees this time around.” Walter dug his claw into the lock unlocking the door and opening it slowly. The sign above door read “Recovery Dog Pound.”

Walter stepped inside and the moment he did the animals all went wild. Dogs of various kinds all barking at him, growling and snarling in place. Walter’s very presence began to stir something up inside of these animals. Walter’s eyes looked around at the fiercesome left and forgotten dogs. At least 40 of them. Walter’s eyes shifted to a blood red for a moment as he inhaled and unleashed a fiercsome roar from his mouth!

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T6CkRibOYJk )“RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

The entire building shook briefly as Walter calmed down a bit. His head twitched as his facial features were visibly shifting, his muzzle almost poking out and his canines getting longer before he shook his head and fixed it up.  Walter expected someone of the Warlocks caliber to hear his roar, almost as if baiting them should one choose to follow the call to it. “There we go.” The Dogs began to whimper in fear. Walter used a form of canine manipulation: Users of these abilities are able to control canines, including as pet dogs, wolves, coyotes, foxes, African wild dogs, dholes, dingoes, etc. They may sick canines onto opponents, or they can have canines help the user in some way. The user can also use canines to spy on others. The controlled dogs may be able to bond with the user, and the user can also empathize as well as communicate with dogs as well.

Walter extended the claws on his other hand and spoke in his native tongue. “vous tous les cabots alignent fichier unique….(all of you mutts line up single file.)”

Jin:  (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6dJq\_fCK5YE) " Agh.. Life fucking sucks dude.. " Spoke Zach performing some pull ups inside his room inside the Warlock base, both of his hands were supporting his whole body as he did not allow his legs to touch the floor. His knee's where resting among his bare chest. His right ankle was cast up, from his last fight with Usagi was it? Zach never remembered her name he only thought of how close he was to killing her. If it wasn't for Web head butting in seeing he came from no where almost like a plot thing like what you see in comics but anyway, Zach was forced to move around in his wheel chair he couldn't put a lot force on his right ankle it was about at 45% at best. But Zach was really adamant about walking again thanks to his Tasangi care that his step folks paid for, Zach should be up and running in no time, but for now it was the chair something Zach hated it made him feel restricted .

That was the thing about Zach he was very eccentric always in his own little world. Slowly lowering his arms Zach softly landed inside his wheel chair placing his leg up. He thought back when one of his Role-Play friends called him Amiable they felt Zach was good natured, As Zach snapped back into reality he remembered he wanted to see his brother Tobi, Zach wanted see how his brother thought of his last mission he wondered if Tobi would be proud. Seeing this was Zach biggest feat in his carrier as a Warlock he defeated someone way more powerful than him on the cards and still found a way to win. Gripping on the wheels he pushed down the hallway throughout the Warlocks base heading towards Tobi room Zach would began to pop a wheel on the wheel chair treating it as if he was on his Long board Plank. " Yeah b I think I can get use to this! " Stopping in front of Tobi's door Zach knock would be perfromed with a small beat something he thought of at that second( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=92cAbf2FPb8) As he knocked he awaited for Tobi door to open.

Uub: /https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w\_1dLfupml8 /
Flames - hurled, at the company of a heated drift that emitted through the strands of his platinum thatch. Each hectic scouring rush of ember amplified of a distinctive hue. Written as a inquiry, to a multitude of a tinged warmth that blemished at the face of a menacing shadow that brawled with the night of day within the depths of the incoming peak of a crescent blood shot moon. In came the sounds of chariots - they felt like songs; an internal tune - rallied by the tones of amber bells followed a crew of mortal intruments.

Mortal instruments whom remained bound to a symphony that only acted at the eye of night - to seats that remained clear of the very men and women that froliced with their very soul and embodiments. Again, the flames roared,- each flame nested at the necks of candlesticks that gradually advanced into a stream of wax that ran amongst the rims of a silver frame, soon flailing of their place they’d rush  against the cracks that forged themselves across the marble floor - that remained as evidence of it’s wasted youth.

Faded markings laid a drift beneath him - the hushed whisper of winds soon interfered with the making of music and all at once the flames were diminished - robbed of their eternal juice at the wisp of a second. Lean - puffs of smoke danced in their placed pouring of a filthy gray that only purified at their tips. Alarmed, naked olve eyelids - raised from their seated positions like stage curtains at the face of a heavy audience; revealing his flourishing red hues; that carried a distinct outlook for a taste of blood enthralled by the helms of flames upon Satan's stadium at the blush of night and mourns of morning. However, all though Tobi had been alarmed he still remained in position.

His legs crossed and head tucked low; as his heavily toned back - riddled in both scars and markings of a frenzied scorpion, remained bare . The Candles that surrounded him - all at once burned no more - as his path to paradise was interrupted. “The End is nigh” It called to him; voices that plagued his head since his return - a curse, he soon felt a lust to ridden himself of. He slowly - raised himself to full height which was an estimated five feet and ten inches. Within, that moment - a flock of ravens all at once cawd through  the oonyx filled darkness - now riddled with hints of red beaded eyes that peered through its form. His left arm soon followed, glowing a flourishing sinister red at his palm; eyes forged at it’s center.

He remained unbothered. His platinum strands fell swiftly to heavy winds, grazing his gaze as his shoulders stood like volcanos above molten filled erosioned rocks that forged into the depths of his arms. “ I suppose - I may have use for you after all.” Tobi briefly stated and in conclusion he was responded with by a bountiful of whispers that emitted through the base of his left arm. In came the knocking upon his door, he turned with the thought that it maybe Alice - but upon opening the door he was met with a sudden urge to grimace at the sight of his brother Zack. Tobi, peered down to him with a lifeless gaze his grasp still firm around the door knob.”Zach.” Tobi softly said with affirmity in his tone.
He read his brother - as well as the state he was currently in. He should feel sorry, but instead he was disgusted. Maybe, it was due to the fact the changes done to him in Old New York and the curse placed on him - it just wasn’t the same anymore, - before he’d be proud of his brothers effort but instead he was disgusted by the position he came back to him in. “ I heard you fought a Wolf's whore, nothing more - just that. But, instead of coming back with her head, you come back missing legs.

I suppose, A for effort. But, next time you think about stealing my sword make sure it comes back with something worthwhile. I should’ve punched your face in - but I suppose looking at the state you’re in is bad enough for you- brother, so I’ll just leave it at that.” Soon, after saying that Tobi’s eyes widened almost as if he didn’t realize what he just said. Quickly, he placed a foot firmly on his wheelchair and punted him back - making way for him to leave the room. “  You should ru- , I mean wheel your way out of here.” Tobi, took a whiff of the halls once more, “ We have a guest.”

He briefly stated before storming down the halls, his arm forged into a somewhat Gauntlet that acted as his arm. His, Umbrella blade at his waist. Upon, reaching the main halls - Tobi shot a glare at Conan then the cage. “ We should’ve killed her along time ago. “ He told him as he stood at the center of the roll - beating his red glare at his brother and the cage. “ That's what Dad would have done. Tch, I swear I'm surrounded by a bunch of weaklings - she’s a parasite that needs to be exterminated. You, let a parasyte live, what does it do -” Tobi, shot a glare to the door of the main hall where he firmly heard to door get kicked down not to far from here. “ Attract even more Parasites.”

Mike/Kin/Conan:  ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AXLfg2ry\_F4 )" We should’ve killed her along time ago. That's what Dad would have done. Tch, I swear I'm surrounded by a bunch of weaklings - she’s a parasite that needs to be exterminated. You, let a parasite live, what does it do - Attract even more Parasites.” Conan heard his younger brother say as he pulled a black shirt over his masculine form. His snow white hair shifting left to right before he slid his hands through his platinum hair. " Maybe. " Conan responded back after a few moments. " You think to broadly little brother. " Conan said acknowledging the roar in the distance. " Sometimes you gather prey, so that the pack will retrieve something that belongs to them. " He said patting Tobi's shoulder with his right hand, leaving something there that wouldn't have much significance until much later before he'd poke his younger brothers forehead.

( http://33.media.tumblr.com/b433528710023493ec75aaa3f2fc06f0/tumblr\_inline\_nic2uxpA0x1qb3fd5.jpg )

" Savy. " He said to the AI in the base as he began to pace back and forth. " Activate protocol 21X" A protocol Tobi would recognize sure enough and would surely place him on edge, however the other warlocks would be in the dark about this. With 23 other Warlock grunts working around the base as they readied things like supplies and weaponry. R&D teams and the such, they were geared up with all of the things needed for supernatural killers. With each garrison of Master and Warlocks they have teams of 100. One master, and up to 10 Warlocks. However Conan had hand picked the Warlocks accompanying him, his two brothers Zane, Alice and Zachary. In his opinion they had been the top of there classes. " I have to tell you something Tobi. " Conan said as he leaned against the railing, looking over the majority of the Warlock base. " Dont compare me, or yourself to father. He's another type of of man than us. Were smarter then him..." Conan hates there father. Master Kotan... he was ruthless on Conan, he hand trained his son Conan from birth up until he was 26. The training was grueling and hellish... often pushing Conan to near death. " if something ever happens to me little brother... Keep fighting. Remember our code..." He said to Tobi with a stern tone.

" We Protect the Defenseless... From the monsters whom hurt them  "

Jay: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cEo1ItcGOsE)“RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Lee heard Walter’s loud roar from a distance which caused Lee to give off a sly smirk. As he waited for Walter to accompany him at the front door Lee would use his Twilight Chi creating a flock of jet black crows that would fly out from the inners of his father’s cloak. The flock would consist of twenty crows all with shared vision connected to Lee. Allowing two of the crows to leave the flock and scout farther into the base as a means for Lee to see exactly who he was dealing with at this time.

Lee has the ability to summon crows through his alteration form of chi. From there Lee is able to form a fully operational clone of himself which can talk, fight, and act exactly like him. The crows can also attack his opponent for him. Each crow have a hive mind meaning they think what Khan think and do exactly as he says. These crows are formed from his own chi. Having developed a great amount of control of his chi over the years Lee is able to summon flocks of crows without exorting much chi. However one good hit to Lee and the crows disappear and it'll take a while before he can use them again ( 3 post). These are also a way for Lee to scout large areas without even moving a muscle. Originally a technique his father created Lee was able to learn this technique after finding out his death a crow containing the last bit of life energy Khan had passing his ability on to his son.

With both arms crossed Lee watched as the crows went deeper into this base finding out the top was merely a cover up for a greater operation underground. Lee frowned a bit. He saw the vast numbers of Warlocks and even some he’d originally seen before. By this time if Walter was ready with his canine troops and by Lee he’d begin to speak a plan of action. “Seems, like they’re expecting us…” Lee spoke in a dark tone of voice. “So much for the area of surprise.” He’d look at a man leaning over a railing seeing through the crow’s eyes. “This man, he looks like the leader…leave him to me…” Lee looked back at Walter before allowing his scout crows to disappear before anything could be done to them.

If Walter was ready Lee would begin to move out. “Let’s go.” And with that he’d sprint off towards the underground base. “I want your dogs in teams we divide and conquer, we are outnumbered here. Stronger dogs attack the stronger members. Travel in packs. If things get too rough I want a team of dogs guarding our exit. No reason for us to die here.” Lee spoke as he sprinted hoping that Walter heeded his words and understood everything he said. “This is an important battle, tonight we turn the tides of war against these bastards…” Lee had everything at stake in this fight. He knew these warlocks had to be stopped in order to ensure the survival of his kind within the city. If he couldn’t beat them here he’d at least be able to cripple them down. He’d turn his head back to Walter. “If push comes to shove…destroy the entire base…” Lee gave him a deathly stare before turning his head back as his nose picked up different scents he knew that they were closing in on the group. Gripping on of his katana’s hilt Lee’s eyes focused in. As he ran the remaining flock of birds would start to form together creating the crow clone and placed itself next to Lee running at the same speed.

Coming into the thick of things Lee barged into the Warlock’s den quickly dashing through faster than the normal human eye can see. His speed was staggering as soon as he enter busting through the door. Lee came into the first Warlock he’d seen using his Twilight Chi he’d emit a tentacle out of his back and wrap it around the neck of the warlock breaking his neck then slamming his body into another group finally tossing him across the room into a wall. Lee stood there as his clone would jump into action, around this time Walter’s canine army should be entering right behind Lee and also springing into action. Lee glared at the man who looked in charge, Conan. Lee shot daggers out of his eyes as he slowly walked towards the man gripping his katana hilt.

Ryoji: As Lee would’ve stood there at the front door a crowd of 30 hulking dog beast would’ve ran past him. The dogs of all different types were now roided up muscle dogs, all in an enhanced canine condition via Walter imputing a bit of his Satsui no Hadou into each of the beast, all of them under his control, as he could get a feel of the area via his pack sense with the mutts. What they saw, heard, tasted, felt, and smelled, he would as well. Standing there beside Lee Walter had his hands in his pockets, and stood there taking in the scene of whatever they saw.

“I want your dogs in teams we divide and conquer, we are outnumbered here. Stronger dogs attack the stronger members. Travel in packs. If things get too rough I want a team of dogs guarding our exit. No reason for us to die here.” “Mmmmhm.” Walter replied. “This is an important battle, tonight we turn the tides of war against these bastards…” “Mmmmhm.” “If push comes to shove…destroy the entire base…” “Now THAT’S what I was waiting for you to say.” Walter stood there for a moment thinking to himself. “….” He heard a whimper from one of the dogs and winced a bit. “Shadow Shade…I found Naomi. One of the dogs inhaled Shadow Shade and died upon sniffing it. I saw Naomi before it died though…I’lll start making my way there now.”

Walter had the 30 dogs spread out. 5 of them outside of the main entrance of the building and 5 of them at the back entrance to make sure none of the warlocks escaped without a fight on their hands. The remaining 20 dogs were rummaging through the base, confronting any warlock they may or may not find. Walter himself began to walk down the hallway cautiously…noting that Lee was going to meet Conan in full on confrontation, he opted to find and pick off any remaining Warlocks around the area, hoping to just get them out of the way and make this raid easier. Walter wasn’t really all for this, and wasn’t about to go out of his way. If he ran into someone however, he would be sure to give them a swift death.

Kaiuri: ( https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ToN7M3WQyoc )

" Whoo ! " Zane tilted back her head and chugged half of her bottled water. She stood tall with her hand planted firmly on her hip and sucked in a sharp breath of air. The young woman was stationed in one of the lower levels of the Warlock base. Zane sighed and calmly screwed the cap of her water bottle back on. Thanks to the base's AI system, Savy, Zane and the other warlocks in the cave are able to practice in the most intense and realistic conditions. She looked over at her archery bow and arrows and around the interactive training room. There were several scattered around this particular lower level of the cave. In these training rooms, the users are placed in different enviorments, sometimes harsh conditions, where they will have to use the extent of their brain, survival skills, and combat. Everything they are is put to the test. And Zane was never one to shy away from a good practice run at the interactive training room. In fact, her skills were beginning to peak. She was improving more and more each day. During these intense training periods it was a good thing.

A small sigh ventured pass the guard of her lips and she  leaned against the wall taking a mild breather. The mounds of her chest rose and fell with each labored breath beneath the clinging fabric of her black sports bra. Zane closed her eyes as the ivory skin of her back pressed flatly against the cool surface of the room's wall. She squated  in place as the elastic cloth of her spanx hugged tightly to the roundness of her backside. " Alright, " She spoke to herself. " I guess I'll busy myself while I wait for Alice to show up. " Zane would then hop up and grab a small towelet that she had tossed ealier over her weight bench. After wiping the beads of sweat that began to form  off of her forehead, the young huntress would grab hold of a set of wrist and ankle weights. She folded her hands in front of her and spread her feet shoulder's length apart. Taking a deep breath  she bent her knees without hesitation and Zane began to lower herself into her routine squats. No one in the base ever wondered why she had thighs of steel. It was self explanitory at this point. Besides, doing these made it easier to beat the breaks off of any opponent she has had in the past. She fairs quite well in her periodic sparring with her comrads as well. Zane was tough cookie. She was a strong opponent to beat. And it was clear why.

Whenever her friend would have stepped into the training room, Zane would greet her accordingly. Zane figured Alice had been tending to other affairs before coming in finally. The fair skinned powerhouse would have been in the motions of conditioning her body still. "Glad you could make it. " Zane and Alice had been friends for sometime now. Ever since Zane had moved back to Kasaihana city, the two pof them had gotten along quite well. She valued Alice's friendship, no doubt. The two young huntresses had actually scheduled to spar for a bit. Zane hopped up and dropped the weights off of her before walking over to take another refreshing swig of her water. " So, you still up for a spar ? " Her eyes lit up with anticipation. Sparring with Alice was always interesting. The two  girls could always mix things up and keep each other on their toes. If Alice would agree, Zane would set down her water once more and wipe herself down with her towel. A slick smile slid its way onto the curve of her plum colored lips. With eyes of liquid helium she stared straight back at Alice. It had been a minute since the two of them sparred. Zane had been anxious for a spar wit her close friend. Her long alibastar hair was tied back in long braids that brushed against her hips. Loose strands of silver framed her heart shaped face and she laughed a little. " Alright, let's go. Once from the top ? "

Bacon: A large quiet room filled with books upon books, the large wooden cases surrounding the small snowy haired girl. Sitting on the floor Alice sighed softly as she leaned against the bookcase on the floor. Flipping through a book that laid upon her knees as they were held up while she sat. Her black leather pants tight against her thick thighs and her white v-neck tight against her busty chest but loose around her waist. Reading the last page her cherry colored hues following the last line of the book she was reading. Closing the book she glanced at her phone for the time. “Ah…” she sighed hearing a knock in the distance she spotted Zach in his wheelchair. Her eyes narrowed at him. “Wanna come downstairs with me? I can wheel ya.” She snickered not allowing him to give her an answer as she grabbed the handles and walked down towards the lower levels of the Warlock base. Her boots clicked on the floor her soft pale hand grasped the door to open it and peeked through the door with a big smile at Zane as she rolled in Zach along with her. “Heya babe, sorry I was stuck in a book and on my way I found a lost puppy.” She pouted pointing towards Zach in the wheel chair, her curvy hips curved around to turn to Zane. Alice giggled placing Zach in a spot before she walked towards Zane.

Zane and Alice had gotten very close, the pain and agony of pretending she didn’t know her when they first got into the school was awful. Trying to keep in all their inside jokes would have been the death of her, but finally she was able to joke around with her best friend Zane. The busty beauty was glistening, as she just finished her training. Alice valued her friendship with Zane more than her relationship with her parents which wasn’t very surprising with Alice’s circumstances. Alice began to stretch out bending over, her leather pants made a stretching noise, she reached to touch her toes and reach her arms up to stretch reaching for the ceiling, trying to avoid her chest from suffocating her face as her arms pulled up. “Man, aren’t you exhausted from training all day?”

She asked poking at Zane’s right boob as she pulled her arms down from her stretch. Pausing for a second she pulled her hand away and covered her mouth as if she couldn’t have said something anymore stupid. Pulling her hand away she chuckled a bit. “Ahaha, oh who am I kidding. You could do this day and night without a break, you’re a goddamn bionic babe.” Alice’s eyes widened. “Oh yes, I’m so good at making up nicknames…” She praised herself nodding off into space before she snapped back she stared at the ready girl before her. “Oh right! Yes, as I promised!” Alice nodded to Zane. “Okay, just go easy on me.” She giggled a small smile curved onto her peachy colored lips that blended smoothly with her fair toned princess-like complexion. Her short white bangs covered one of her red glossy eyes, she kept it there as she smiled big a bit excited. “Ready when you are!” Her smile genuinely happy about finally being able to spar with her close friend again. Alice glanced at Zach now with a smile. “You be the judge Zach.” She turned to Zane and pulled out her fingerless gloves from her pocket and pulled her soft frail looking fingers through the holes of the gloves. As small and frail the girls looked they put up a real fight and although not intimidating looking they definitely would be if they were in a fight… especially when paired together.

Mike/Kin/Conan: ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lsV500W4BHU ) Conan had been leaning on the railing watching the same entry point that Lee would have blasted into. Leaning back in the seat behind him as he tossed his large blade over his shoulder. Wearing a trench coat with a single pistol in his hand, bullets coated in a very unique variant of Angry bloom that Conan only pulled out on occasions. " Hello. Sorry the place is a mess. I hadn't been expecting guests... until about 10 minutes ago. " Conan said with a grin on his face as he tilted his head to the right. 8 Warlock grunts would have rushed Lee with blades in there hands. They were lower ranked and could be easily dispatched sure enough. There speed was mediocre and weak at best. Lee would be able to dispatch these 8 men in rather seconds. Conan looked at his watch as he began to stare out at the clock. "... 5 more minutes( 3 Posts ). I might Kill him before then. It'll be a bummer if I do... that means that I'll have to miss out on it. "

( http://orig14.deviantart.net/6bf9/f/2012/295/5/7/dmc3x4\_dante\_by\_virus\_ac-d30sizr.jpg )He said sighing before he'd  shake his head. " What a shame... TOBI! " Conan said kicking the table in front of him as he stood to his full height pointing his blade at Lee. " Get your siblings out of here. Don't get killed out there. Meet up in the sacred place. " He said as he smirked at Lee. " Now this is fun. Wolf Alpha vs Warlock Master. Lets see where fate wants us to end on the board on this wonderful night. " A Warlock is someone who has undergone extensive training, ruthless mental and physical conditioning, and mysterious rituals (which take place at "Warlock schools" such as Oasis) in preparation for becoming an itinerant monster-slayer for hire. Taken in as children, Warlocks are subjected to intense alchemical processes, consumption of mutagenic compounds and relentless physical and chi training to make them dangerous and highly versatile against their vast array of opponents, many of which possess superhuman speed, strength and/or other deadly powers. These procedures ultimately mean that each fully-trained Warlock is a mutant built specifically to hunt and kill inhuman prey. The key permanent results of mutations shared by all Warlocks include" let me guess. It was Naomi right? " He said tilting his head to the left. " A wolfblood starts to get feral after a week of not eating anything. I knew she was a cyborg the moment I took off the Angry Bloom from her cage one night. She would have smelled it gone... She's a cyborg huh. With a track-device embedded in her main-frame. Pretty clever... I'll have to tell whomever came up with that Kudos. " He said turning to his right, Pulling his left hand up form a Ninpo... a red aura starting to seep around his body as he closed his eyes, slowly opening them back up as he began to glare at Lee from a distance.

Jay: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fog1iKhNO\_Y) "Hello. Sorry the place is a mess. I hadn't been expecting guests... until about 10 minutes ago." Lee’s angered face remained the same as he continued walking towards Conan with full intent to kill him. His ears perked a bit at the sound of footsteps closing in onto him. His red iris moving side to side surveying the eight lambs coming to their slaughter. Lee watched as the first one sent a punch to him quickly grabbing his fist in mid-punch as it was six inches away from his face. Using his immense strength he’d crush the man’s hand with his own palm with his right hand hearing the bone shattering might have caused the rest of the foot soldiers to cringe at the sight not to mention the one receiving the painful experience squealing in pain. Crossing his left hand over to grab onto his katana hilt in a blink of the eye and moving even faster to eject the blade from its sheath then passing the metal through the man’s should taking off the arm in one quick and clean motion which took 0.15 seconds to perform. Lee moved so fast with the blade it had been a whole three seconds before the man felt the pain of his arm being severed from his body. Before he was able to react the blood would’ve began to spew out from his severed arm and his open shoulder wound where his arm would’ve been. Before he could even scream from the pain Lee would’ve sent a side quickly bringing up his right knee leaning on his left foot placing the majority of his body weight there then extending his right leg out kicking the man in the face with great force. Lee’s foot would’ve collided with the man’s nose and cause him to do a full back flip in the air before landing onto a pile of boxes full of glass. He’d turn around quickly after hearing a warlock yelling in attack at Lee. Using the severed arm as a bat Lee turned around quickly ramming the severed end of the arm into the man’s face knocking him out completely. While the last few men came to Lee he’d breathe in quickly then exhale allow multiple spikes made from his Twilight Chi to exit his body ramming into the rest of the men’s skulls killing them instantly. The moment they pierced their brain Lee would’ve made the spikes disappear dropping the bodies instantly.

Turning his sights back to Conan, Lee continued walking to his opponent swinging his blade in the air letting the blood residue slide off of his katana before sliding it back into its hilt. " Now this is fun. Wolf Alpha vs Warlock Master. Lets see where fate wants us to end on the boa-“ Before Conan could even finish his words Lee’s clone would be dashing straight towards Conan from his right side at full speed running about 60 mph. Making to Conan in no time the clone would attempt to send a furious right jab directly for Conan’s jawline hoping to break it entirely. If this was to connect depending on his endurance Conan would feel intense pain coming from his jaw not to mention the feeling of him floating through the air as he’d be flung straight across the room through a wall in the base. From there Lee would be making a direct bee line straight towards Conan almost making it seem like he appeared out of nowhere right behind him with his left hand on the hilt of his Katana he’d instantly perform the same motion he’d done with the warlock whom arm he severed. This time he’d make a slash aimed at Conan’s back hoping to leave a deep cut slicing his spinal cord in half. If this was to make contact Conan would feel his body losing feeling completely from the loss of his spinal cord. However, if the initial attack was to blocked, the crows that formed the clone would separate back into their flock this time spreading out on both side of Conan and ending up behind him and forming the clone all over again, a process which took .20 seconds to perform. However, the clone would send a flurry of jabs and hooks at Conan. (six jabs and three hooks each in a patter for every two jabs it was a hook.) Each strike would be coming at a 0.15 interval meaning Conan would have to be light on his feet in order to dodge these hits. On hit from a jab would stagger the Warlock while the second one would stun him and open him for the hook. Each hook was aimed directly for the jaw. The first two jabs starting with his right hand then a hook. The clone however would change up this formation after each hook making it hard for his opponent to keep track of his patterns.

While this was going on Lee started to amass his chi within himself as his eyes surveyed Conan’s movements against the clone. Lee saw this as a way to understand Conan’s movements and how he was able to fight. Judging by his rank and authority within the group Lee was in for a treat this go around.

Ryoji: As the two young warlock women and the one warlock in the wheel chair (i.e Zane, allice and Tobi) were training in the area they’d chosen to, they’d start to hear what sounded like gruesome and fierce growling noises. Should they continue to listen for these noises they’d notice that 10 muscular black German shepherds entered the room they were in each of the moving into the room menacingly two at a time. They all quickly scattered! Their bodies enfused with Walter’s unique brand of Satsui No Hadou turning them into rabid animals under his control! The dogs would’ve surrounded them in a semi circle, placing them with only the walls in the room to go towards. Them being on the lower levels of the establishment, the dogs would’ve all began growling and snarling. One of them stepping forward a few feet to actually grin like a human being or something!

“Evening ladies, cripple.” The voice was smoother than chocolate milk, but clearly a talking dog was never to be trusted under any circumstance what so ever, this isn’t a Disney cartoon and shouldn’t be treated as such. The dog continued to talk. “I’m just informing you three today we will be eating you now. Clearly there is a mastermind behind the talking dog you see infront of you and this is a diversion to keep you here in this area so I can totally eat your master’s heart. That being said, I bid you…adeu, mon Cherie. “ the dogs smile faded as all ten of the dogs would’ve all began to take in breathes simultaneously and each of them attempted to shoot a push blast from their lungs!

At more powerful levels, Ones Chi or Hadou has the ability to create a telekinetic impulse via the power put into it, launching a concussive burst of pressurized air-not unlike the blast of an archaic 'pipe bomb'-that would impact a target with enough force to knock it over, launch it into the air, or even (particularly in the case of fragile materials such as ceramics) shatter it into pieces. The greater the user's Chi ability control, the larger the pressure differential, and thus the stronger the effect and the heavier the target. With practice, a skilled Chi user could increase the range and arc of the blast without lowering the average kinetic energy, creating a blanketed wave instead of a focused impulse. Truly gifted practitioners could generate a concussive blast that would radiate from them for dozens of meters in all directions, detonating with the Hadou of a conventional explosive. The user is able to form compressed explosions as a striaght punch of pressureized air to be projected out or thrown. When the highly moving pressurizd air comes into contact with a target, the air is released with force, from sudden gusts to hurricane force winds. With training, the user could be able to detonate the bombs at will.

Each push blast was roughly the size of a basketball not very big, but rather potent as if even one of these blast connected with a body part on the young warlocks, then that body part, for example an arm, would be broken and bent into an “L” shape. Each divided as such: two push blast aiming for alice, two aiming for Zane, and six aiming for the paraplegic child.  If these blast were successfully dealt with or dodged, the dogs would begin to attempt to charge another one in the wells of their throat, but this left a time lapse, giving the warlocks time to launch a counter attack should they play their cards right.

Meanwhile Walter circled back to where the battle between Lee and Conan was taking place. Using his senses to hear the dialogue going on, and finally peaking around the broken door to see Lee attacking the man furiously. His eyes scanned the room as he patted the dog beside him on the butt. “Get in there little fella.” It was a small shitzu dog that was roided out. The dog pitter pattered into the room and took a couple of very detailed whiffs of the air and the people in it. The dog then suddenly toppled over and died as quick as it did this. Walter himself having his senses linked to the doge sniffed as well. “Mmmm a new breed of angry bloom, I can smell it. Better the dog than me.” Walter had been a Wolfblood for well over hundereds of years and studied the weaknesses of his kind. One of his favorite methods was to link his senses to a dogs and have him sniff the air for angry bloom or wolfsbane. The dog would die instantly after this however as having an onis essence within its body is affected the same as any other onis when exposed to those weaknesses. It was a win for him as had know weather or not he could barge in or he’d have to make a calculated assault.
He’d stand himself straight up once again. His claws extended themselves, as he began to grind and scrape them against each other. His eyes turning form a golden yellow to a hellish red, as a red steam began to flow from his eyes. A hellish chi began to build within his body and as it did, the ground around him began to corrode and turn black. The air of death around him was strong, as he kept his odor and prescience concealed in the hallway, though should someone approach him directly this would be a terrible mistake on their part…

“Go”.

Walter spoke to two other dogs under his control, two greyhounds. Greyhounds already move at max 48mph and with Walters chi enhancing g them this would enable them to love double that,  attempting to rush Conan from behind and snatch off any extra ammunition he might have had on his body. Even if the ammo for his guns or extra weaponry was angry Bloom coated the dogs were expendable only rushing in to disarm the Warlock and nothing more. Should they miss they’d remain in the room unless killed by another warlock or Conan himself.

Uub: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vAqNSt69zkY)
As much as he hated to accept it, Conan was right. Father wasn’t the best of role models. Which is something most would find irregular and quite odd to be heard flailing from Tobi’s slippery prints of a mosten pink called a tongue. Simply because out of the three of them Father treated him the best, - which was mainly because he reflected his father more than both Zach and Conan. Tobi, rocketed his head to the side and eyed the bashful amount of canines that erected through the hinges of the door and came in like a parade of junkies flailing from the ICU. A brow lifted - which was soon followed by the sudden sway of the neck as he’d now been a bit curious at the face of things which now came in motion before him.

A bolden grip feel fell superior to the neck of his Umbrella Sword; “ Bloody- Reign.” He eyed the several pups - that ferocious barks and howls ate heavily at the keen uproar of silences and a drifted disburse of blood, sweat and tears, that had been pertaining mid base prior to this event. “ We’re bringing Pups to a Dog Fight now; - What is this the 21rst century ? Michael Vick says he wants  his gig back.” He teased, as the flaps of his onyx black midnighter coat swayed at the hilts of his boot that remained guarded at the base of his calves, not to far from where his brother was positioned - he’d swiftly force his feet to presume in a correlating pattern - or shuffle, he kept a pattern in a way it felt as if he was dancing.

“ 1- 2 , 1- 2 “ He’d say as the base of his right foot fell solely at the future location of  his fight which simultaneously moved with the left, the right foot planted firmly at the base of where the left foot was once centered prior. He’d swiftly - allow his shoulders to lean at a quick pace as the ferocious canines came aiming to lock their jaws at the hilts of his coats and trousers. “ Ugh - Ugly son of bitches. “ Tobi briefly stated before - allowing his feet to swiftly pucker up in a position particular to ballerina Tobi was forced to participate in Ballet as a child to contribute to his training as a Warlock - though entirely embarrassing it was far from entirely useless. It was then he learned “ Movements in Dance” There are multiple steps referred to as the "movements in dance."

There are three movements that ballet/dance beginners learn.  In, which case Tobi - performed the releve - the the releve is one of the most common positions of Ballet; it means  to rise.  This can be done on one foot or both feet together. Tobi, starting with his feet together, kept his knees straight and lifted the heels of his feet high enough so all of his body weight was on the balls of the feet – by doing this, he’d enhance the accuracy and keen foresights of his next series of movements. To properly jump, it’s always best to remain at the balls of his feet - and luckily Tobi was doing just that - while using his umbrella to bat the numerous amount of Canines that came furiously at him.  He toy’d with their line of sight - by simply allowing them to race towards him, knowing the anatomy of a dog - due to the position of their legs and the mechanism of their joints they’re simply unable to switch their movements as fast as a man simply because inertia acts heavily on them more than human beings.

So, knowing this as the Dogs raced forward - while Tobi, made it a mission to prompt himself backwards - he also raced forward using the exact momentum. Using, the balls of his feet - a method used to juke football players if their line of sight is not set on the hips. But, as Tobi did that he lunged back further - but not back to his prior position; somewhere with higher grounds more so a counter - located behind Conan who remained in mid conversation with one of the culprits.

Uub: Tobi, swiftly leapt back down narrowing the hand with the “Bloody - reign “ Down and with one blow - he’d swiftly allow the glimmer of his blade to meet with a fluid aggression - which in a way acted with the guidance of his hands but remained backed by the enhancements of air resistance and gravity, while twirling his wrist up - he’d engrave the imprints of his finger into the hilt of his blade and pucker his elbow upward to where his blade at the same moment came down with both a sickening composure and content that the first Dog that would have stood in it’s midst would have been sliced in two- but with a clean cut; only moments later would the dog begin to profusely bleed.

The impact of the slice - would have knocked every dog around that particular dog off their feet; Tobi, quickly following up with a particular slice following an horizontal trace - that came with a quickened pace beneath a third of a second that caused the dogs that stood boldly at his face to be relieved of the fur on their skin receiving heavy gashes and marks upon their skin. Tobi, quickly back peddled back - slightly stopping at Conan's left shoulder - he’d the twirl his gaze to his brothers right shoulder. “ Damn you. Conan” Tobi, silently stated using Conan's shoulder as a base - swiftly, revolving his body and forcing it to do a somewhat of a spin - he didn’t move his feet he simply allowed himself to slide at it’s heels doing a orbital turn around Conan stopping at 180 degrees.

Almost as if Conan was the sun - and Tobi was the earth that orbited it; while in the midst of this turn - he’d pucker his arms up also this time extending his right arm to where the face of his elbow was no longer existent at that particular moment. He’d then follow the same path way he followed that corresponded with wielding a blade. If, this were successful - at the very moment Lee’s clone were to launch a fist -  and due to him running, at 60 mph which converts to 88 seconds he’d use a third of that that timing - which came out to 29 seconds, Tobi would have briefly slightly narrowed his elbow and attempted to slice at the wrist tearing off his hand - if this were successful - his hand would have flailed at Tobi’s feet however whether this was successful or not would mean nothing to Tobi as he stopped his arm from fully descending by using his right arm to stop it by placing it beneath his forearm; and at the same moment - making use of a series of signs -

The  Moyasu Sign is a simple magical sign used by Warlocks. It is comprised of a pyrokinetic burst that can repel and ignite opponents, as well as start fires. It is based on the alchemical symbol for Fire. The Warlock's skill with the sign is developed through the allocation of talents. At higher levels it can become a heavy inferno or flare, that comes in handy against the majority of threats since fire is a key essential.

If, successful - as Lee’s clones body would have continued to follow through with a punch whether his fist was still connected or not - Tobi would have expel a series of flames through the face of his palms -  it would have seemed as his hand acted like a Dragon as he’d attempt to cover Lee’s clone body in flames. If Successful, while evidently holding temperatures leading to third degree burns and future issues with the epidermis Layers, Lee’s clone would have smelled of a burning goat as his skin slowly melted - but this wouldn’t have ended their, Tobi, would have then opened the flaps of his umbrella - ducking beneath its protective layer and if the first two attacks were to successfully connect - he’d swiftly press the hilt of the umbrella.The tip is a bullet that can be shot by pressing a button on the hilt.

Therefore, if this were successful - the bullet would have penetrated his chest as he burned profusely - which if successful, as Tobi hoped and predicted killing him instantly. Tobi, would have quickly leapt back to where his back was pressed firmly against Conan. “ When are you going to stop telling me what to do ? “ He’d say disregarding his command. “ Where’s the rest of the guys” he’d silently say to himself, only to have been caught by the sound of an light explosive impact from where Zach and the girls were located. “ There’s another one ?! “ Tobi, said before pulling away from Conan turning to both Conan and the hallway leading to them wondering who needed his assistance most.

Mike/Kin/Conan: ( https://youtu.be/IJ9xhsVV42I ) Seeing as Tobi had been there to assist with the dogs intended to steal Conan's ammo away, And to thrash an attack by a clone. Conan's sentence would have been interrupted but his sign charge from the previous post would have continued to set itself in motion! He didn't speak back to his brother only taking a step to the right, allowing his supernatural senses to flare as he pulled his blade behind him to block the attack aimed for his back due to him feeling the very vibrations of the air shift behind him. Doing this while his other hand continued to stay in the Sigil sign hand gesture. And soon after that attack, the clone would then attempt to send a series of punches in Conan's centerd direction only for Conan's eyes to shift into a bright red the moment the first Jab was sent towards him! The impact struck but it wouldn't much matter! The Sign that he had been doing required the prep of one post, the post previously. Once the clone struck into the red aura around Conan's body it would have went immboile! Paralyzing itself as the clone had been coated in the red aura as well! Seeing as the punch was connected into Conan, getting out of said manuever may prove to be quite difficult. Conan would have watched the clone hit the ground before he turned back to Tobi, his eyes scanned over to where the dead dog had been. "..." He hadn't spoken a word but the suspicion had been enough. " Protocal 21X! Activate. " Conan said once again, seeing that he had igniated this previously. He knew they had been coming the moment he heard a Wolfbloods roar so close to home, the roar from Walter. It was like he wanted them to hear, like he wanted for them... to be prepared.

The moment he spoke this... an extremly powerful Dog whistle would have been sent out all throughout the base! The sound frequency had been so intense, that the dogs attacking Zane and the others heads would have exploded along with all the other dogs in the base! All Canines and Wolfbloods in the area would feel the intense pressure of the sound wave emitting through the speakers, the AI turrents on the ceiling, and all the other Electronic devies in the Base! Now, it wouldnt make the Wolfbloods heads spantaneously combust, but it would instead send out brain wave frequencies that causes those of the canine familes to go into frenzied seizures. Even Lee and all his power couldn't deny his overall senses. Once and if the soundwaves hit Lee ( And seeing as soundwaves travel at the speed of sound. So it'd almost seem Instant ) He'd hit the ground going into a mass seziure with the foam blistering out of his mouth and all. " This one wasn't controling the dogs. I doubt he'd have to skill to control a Pack, and use his powers the way he did. Not to mention... his father was just killed. That's an Advanced Alpha Technique. He's only just stepped up to the plate. He's just a beta with birds for pets. " Conan would have said standing over Lee's Body. " Prepare for the lion, next time your in the lions den. " he said back to Lee before he'd attempt to kick him in the ribs while he had been down, cracking the right side of his ribs if it connected through. " Lets go Tobi. " Conan said as he stepped over his body, going into the same direction where the sure enough unsensory phased Walter would be not intentionally however. Most of the Warlocks whom were still around would have began to walk around Conan and Tobi created a protective meat-shield as they'd walk down the hall towards where Zane and the others had been. Walking past the Naomi cybord before he pulled his pistol up and shot her head clean off. " Teenagers... "

Ryoji: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=huxZ8EZPyAc&list=PLYNBny7IRlVm1xHhYq5qHlNSsKkocXSF2&index=12 ) Walter would’ve continued standing in the spot he was standing in. his veins beginning to protrude from his arms, and his neck, a few veins protruding from his forehead…his throat began to swell a s a red and black mist began to fume from his the corners of his lips. He opened his mouth up slowly as his eyes began to fume the violent red chi as well. Walter’s head twitched for a moment as he picked up on the supersonic frequency that began to fill his ears. He could feel the dogs pain as their heads exploded but he refused to be put down by a tactic he’d learned to specifically defend against!

Walter used his sense protection ability to prevent his further sensory abilities to prevent being affected by this trick. User is immune to or can nullify any effect that damages or influences the senses, they are unaffected by blinding lights, deafening explosions, and extreme flavors/smells. In doing this, when Conan had , had his way with Lee Walter would’ve shot his foot into the door kicking it off of the hinges and pieces of the cement wall that covered it as well! Walter snarled as he stepped inside, his face beginning to morph into its true form! His eyes over taken by a hellish red as the Warlocks all around the compound would’ve been able to feel the fierce some power of Lupus Dominus! Walter growled before speaking with a demonic voice

“HE IS INDEED BUT A PUP! I AM THE APLHA…I’VE ALWAYS BEEN THE ALPHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!” The moment the last word alpha began to leave his lips, his body would’ve converted into a fleshy like whip before his body was suddenly on the ground in all fours! His clothes ripped off instantly, and his form changing! The warlocks would be in shock as this was the literal FASTEST a wolfblood has ever been able to go from a human state to a dire wolf form! Before anyone in the room would notice, it only took one blink before Walter converted his body into his hulking wolf form! His body growing and rising, crushing the rubble that he pressed against entering his True Lupus Dominus state!

This is Walter's most powerful form. The user is or has the ability to take on the form of a Dire Wolf, a creature that is often hideous and may produce fear or physical harm by either its appearance or its actions via its giant wolf like appearance. The word "monster" derives from Latin monstrum, an aberrant occurrence, usually biological, that was taken as a sign that something was wrong within the natural order which often leads to Nordic and Celtic legends calling these “Monster Wolves”. In this form, Walter becomes a tall 25 story wolf like creature, with fuming red eyes to symbolize the dark hadou pouring from his heart,  mind and soul. Unlike other dire wolves, he retains complete intelligence in this form, symbolizing his surgeon like precision and control over the beast he is. He uses this form to destroy his most fearsome of foes, and to travel great distances in short periods of time, becoming almost god like in stature but at the cost of taking the form of a beast. This wasn’t all as the moment the transformation was done in less than a second, they’d only see this form briefly before Walter unshelled his throat and a bright red ball of chi formed at the end of his muzzle! As this happened,  the red ball of light would form into a ball the size of an SUV as it then was discharged from Walter’s mouth aimed directly at Conan! Should it hit, or be deflected, the destruction chi within would react with whatever tattic he may have contained, only to explode!!!

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The beam radiating from the ball would’ve been enough to cause a massive explosion radius of precisely 3 miles out! The resulting blast killing anyone within this three mile radius, and leveling any and all forms of matter that lined or resided within! Including Lee and the other Warlocks that may have still remained in the building! The blast itself moved at the speed of sound and the resulting explosion traveled at escape velocity, decimating all in its immediate path! This wasn’t all as the destruction chi from the Lupus Dominus oozed out like layers! Setting off multiple chain reaction explosions actually increasing the distance of the blast to that of 6 miles…buildings collapsing and being obliterated into nothingness. The screams of people inaudible as they’d only see a flash of light before their utter incineration. Walter held no regard for any life but his own, friend or foe, and he would’ve made this clear. This blast wasn’t just meant to distract or destroy…the collateral damage was a declaration of war. Of his presence in the city and his vow…to become a Wolf God.

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After the explosion ended, Walter would’ve disappeared without so much as a trace. He would’ve actually been standing in the center of the blast radius. His clothes completely gone as the stood in the nude, snarling, huffing and puffing. Any harmful ailments to his being eradicated in the midst of the explosion. He’d stand there until his enhanced hearing picked up on the KPF sirens. Not wanting to stick around for the after math or the death count, he’d turn and begin high tailing it out of the area! Running on all fours, and converting into his lycan form to move at a speed faster than sound to ensure a clean get away. Weather the same could be said for the denizens in the building is to be seen…

In this form his chi becomes so raw and potent he can gather it all up on the inside of his throat, combining his chi bases to densify the chi into a ball. When this ball is fired it has enough destructive potential to destroy a single mountain and blow it into pieces. The form is easy to sustain but becomes stronger on a full moon.

Mike/Kin/Conan: “HE IS INDEED BUT A PUP! I AM THE APLHA…I’VE ALWAYS BEEN THE ALPHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!” (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cGVGBNMhyEo ) Conan would have been in the middle of turning the corner when he saw the beastily wolf shift before his very eyes! "..." Conan hadn't said a thing when he saw him, he continued his step and everything seemed as if it had been moving in slow motion. He watched the beastly Dire wolf open its jaws to emit a glowing light. " No! " Conan finally said as he pushed his brother back with his left hand showing his immense strength as he would have attempted to knock Tobi back behind him by a full 10 feet while he began to do a series of hand motions, doing so swiftly as he began to mold his Ninpo for a counter method!

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' Damn... this guys using raw chi. He must be a gorger even Hadou masters cant reach that level of power of chi usage. This means that this guys the real deal. But that can't be, we eliminated all off the gorges about 40 years ago. All of them in this region of the world. He must be from somewhere else... if a gorger is in Kasaihana city. Then things have just gotten even more tricky. Infact... Another thing that comes to question is the whereabouts of the Book of Wolves. If there attacking me, and my own it isn't over petty revenge. Well... for maybe that one back there, one of mine did off his younger brother. But this one... he's not in the Order of The Moon here in Kasaihana. He's an unknown Alpha, a new addition to a bigger scheme. And he seems smart... that dog that was sent out that died once it walked into the room a few minutes ago. Must of been one of his, and he must of been the one behind the controlling of the pack of dogs. A powerful Alpha Technique as well... this guy isn't anything to screw around with. Just who the hell is this guy!? ' Conan thought to himself while he continued to do the series of hand motions!

' If I don't stop this blast! It's going to kill not only me... but... ' Images of Alice, Tobi, Zane and both the Zack/Zach's blasted through his mind as his eyes slanted with a scowl. ' No... that's simply unaccpetable. ' Conan said to himself again as managed to pull back 5 feet before eruptions of water formed around his body in the form of a Dragon as it blasted towards the erupted blast!

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Conan knew that he wouldn't be able to stop the blunt of this attack so he prepped for another technique to follow up right behind even that! As the Blast of water and the energy clashed for a brief moment, the energy blast would surely take the cake overpowering the water dragon but some of its muster would have died down, if only for a bit as Conan extended his right hand. " NIN-POOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!\*" He said shouting at the top of his lungs extended his arm out as a bright blue energy radiated around his counter appendage. " ENERGY STORAGE... TECHNIQUEEEEEEEE!!!!" He said as his arm took the blunt of the blast! His skin breaking apart in small streams of energy as his arm began to rip to shreds by the atoms just to contain the blast itself. " AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" He said dropping down to one knee as all of the energy blasted its way into his arm, snapping his bones, melting his skin! Deteriorating his flesh into goo almost the very pressure of the blast would have made blood seep from his lips in slow streams. ' I made a promise... that i'd never let anything bad come to you guys. Even if it means at the expense of my own life.\* ' Conan said standing back up. " I WILL NOT BREAK FROM THAT PROMISE! NOT EVEN FOR ONE SECONNNNNNNNDDDDD!!!! HUUUUUUUUUUUUAHHH!!" He said as his hand exploded and his arm became a cylinder to contain the rest of the energy, standing up on his own two feet once again.

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After a few moments however... Conan would have dropped down on both knees... most of the base had been destroyed but no more lives had been lost. ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GMICLUD\_d3E )

" Hngh! " ( https://i.gyazo.com/f3c5ba0cf7afb0c9cf5561e001955c33.png ) Conan would have coughed up one more burst of blood before he finally passed out from the sheer pain. His arm was useless now, he'd never be able to use it again due to the blast and his body had been worn out almost... they'd need a new base and they'd have to move fast. The Wolfbloods would have taken a win... the Leader of this Warlocks unit was injured... and would surely be in a weakened state. " T-Tobi..." Conan would have said lying down face first with his riddled arm bleeding heavily on the ground, coating his attire and his own hair in the crimson red. "... Im... gonna be out of the game for awhile... li-little brother. You have to find it... the fact they attacked us. M-Means they haven't found it yet either. Listen to me Tobi... Y-You have to find... the book... of wolves. Before its to late... You have t-..." finally passing out from shock as his eyes went into a solid white... subsuming to his wounds.

## Rebirth of the Vaewolf

Alec Kawaguchi: It was nearing dark, the sky and clouds were beautiful arrays of pinks, purples, and oranges almost as if someone had painted the sky into a masterpiece canvas. A male and a female under a cherry blossom tree, the woman laying on the ground while the male lays on her pelvis, she’s thinking that it’s a perfect place to do the dirty, the males hand cupped over her mouth tightly and fear broke out from her as she struggled to move by kicking her legs up and trying to push off, her screams only muffled sounds from the tightened hand around her soft lips keeping her silent. His crimson hues staring into the eyes of the innocent, while she stared into the eyes of an insane man and before she could bite his hand her mouth opened and her eyes widened with tears as he muffled screams grew louder as she felt a sharp pain in the center of his chest, what she was feeling were the painful realization that she was going to die as the males clawed fingers were sinking into the flesh around the center of the ribcage. She saw tails and ears those being the last images to be immortalized into her eyes. The male sitting there using her lifeless body as a means of sitting scarfed the heart down first whole and the liver, his hands were drenched in blood while the crimson dripped from his lips before licking them clean. “How yummy, virgins always taste better.” He said as he stood off from her body, before wagging his four tails leaving animalistic hair follicles. “Fifty-one down, still a thousand to go.” He said before walking away from the scene and back into the darkness, it was only minutes later before he heard the sounds of panic-like screams knowing full well that someone had found the corpse, the reason he left tail hairs were because cops and forensic scientist always label each crime as an animal attack. Alec’s tails and ears shortly vanished and he resumed his walk out from the vicinity before heading back to his apartment which was a few minutes away from the murder area, each time on television news broadcast he heard each victim is killed by some form of animal however in some way it felt that he wanted to get caught but never was. He was minutes away from his home before he heard fighting-like sounds in the alleyway. “Fifty-two and three…” He shook his head and continued his walk home before he saw that his mail box flap was up indicating he had mail, he opened the box took out what seemed to be just a single letter and with that he took it with him as he entered his apartment. “I need more thrill than this shit city.” He said with a sigh before opening the letter but before he did he looked the envelope seeing no mailing address let alone a return address or a sender’s name. “What the hell?” He asked himself before opening the letter and finding a paper on which was addressed to him.

Dear Mr. Kawaguchi,
My name is unimportant for now however we know you are searching for others like yourself, please come to Kasihana, there will be a castle and on the back of that note there will be the coordinates to get there within the castle resides a tomb, and in it all your questions will be answered. Here I will meet you, from what I heard I hear you will be a great asset.   Sincerely, A.

Before he could read the back of the letter he heard slamming on his door with a strong and towering voice at the door. “Alec Kawaguchi this is the KJPD, surrender now or we will take you by force!” as the voice ended the thudding on the door grew louder and louder, very soon that door was going to break.

“Whow, they did find me” He said with a maniacal laugh. “Kasihana, here I come… By storm!” He said grabbing his stuff and few things and before he knew it the door busted open and one after another cops began storming inside with weapons drawn and most of them saying get down on the ground which Alec was very happy to do. “I am not going down this easy, trash.” He said before his tails manifested before the cops eyes, his tails grabbed, slashed and stabbed cops, tossing them out the window, walls, and the ceiling before he stood up to a trail of blood as it spattered walls and floors, furniture damaged and things he once bought were now decimated, he left his apartment with cops laying at the scene, now dead and lifeless and into the darkness of night before makings his tails disappear he took  his gear and a little cash,  got a cab and had it rush him to the airport, the radio was on and all could be heard were reports about the mass killings of cops outside an apartment listed under the name Alec Kawaguchi and the last known whereabouts.  He got out of the cab outside the airport and knew things would be tricky to get out of the country.  Alec though of many ways to go about leaving but almost all ended up with him getting caught until he remembered that there was a way, by using his tails he used them as jump leverage and leaped over the electrical fence that lead into the restricted area of the airport, the runway mat. He had no idea of which plane would leave for Kasihana so now it was just a game of chance, he saw an insignia on the side of one of the planes K.C. It was a hunch to Alec but what was there to lose. It was either be tried here and put to death or have some government experimented on him for the rest of his life and he wanted neither of that. He saw the plane about to take off and it was either now or never and he began to take off like a cheetah and before he knew it he latched himself onto one of the landing gear wheels and grinned as of the time he got off the ground he knew he was out of Kyoto and on his marry way to Kasihana.  After twenty-four hours of being latched to the landing wheel asleep he felt the warmth of the sunshine brush against his face and the sudden waking realization of shock when the tires touching down on the tarmac and soon the cool windy breeze and smell of a new city. “Good morning, Kasihana!” He said before jumping off the plane and rolling on the tarmac before kissing the ground, he soon knew that being in a restricted area like this would raise questions, they’d possibly send him back and he was no longer going there.  He began to remember the letter and he quickly left the vicinity of the airfields and go to the exact area of the letter, however along the way he saw the city of Kasihana seeing its districts and the people of it, street gangs and the wealthy to him it seemed like an aristocratic like city with law.

Alec hoped this castle would been within the city of Kasihana, however turned out from the coordinates this put him about five hours away and on foot cause that seemed the way he was going it be taking him ten hours. Alec just started running, he ran past people in streets, went down alleyways as he was trying to take as many shortcuts he could to cut his time in half but it was useless, though he kept on running. “God this better be worth all this shit!” He exclaimed from his mouth as he felt angry from the entire thing.

By the time he had gotten almost to his destination the sky was almost dark and the moon was almost visible to everyone’s sights. After ten hours of running Alec had been able to see the silhouette of the castle. “Wow, this guy must be very spooky or very rich… Well mom… Dad… If I die in this place, I’ll be soon up to see you.”  Alec finally made to the outside of his destination, he met with the castle doors and wondered if they were expecting him, he pushed on the door and it opened with ease which is when he thought. ‘Maybe they are.’ He thought to himself before entering inside, the place was huge as large as castle should be and inside was amazingly designed however he was not there for site seeing, he began to read the additional instructions of how to find the tomb, he saw the door depicted in the note and opened it and began starting his decent into the ground, deeper and deeper his descent

Alec Kawaguchi: before the door behind him closed shut. He met with another door a far older door made of very old wood and behind it the area seemed more lit then the rest of the stairway. He opened it to find what he expected, the tomb that was brought up in the note.” He explored it a bit and saw that it was a big chamber under the mansion that had stalactites and stalagmites on the ground and ceiling in some areas, in a weird way it seemed oddly like a battle ground as he could see claw marks, or was this some kind of sacrifice type like place and should he run however he didn’t feel it was either when he saw the saw the large stone engraved coffin and his eyes widened. “Holy shit, when was that note sent.” He said which made a tiny echo throughout the chamber before quickly ceasing and realizing that he may or may not be the only one in here.

Jin: // https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U2CJD734z5E //(  <- The castle ) Alec venture inside the garden of the dead took an large toll within the area it's been centuries since someone had stepped foot on this unholy property. Many so reason, for years people have stated an dark spirt lives within those walls waiting for his next victim since the beginning of all myths there was one that caused turmoil throughout the lands a abomination of two great species put together as one the name of this said creature was known as Alastair the Vaewolf being blessed with the strength of a lycan and the brain of a Vampire. Alastair was a innovation of his time the Omega the first born his name alone struck fear into the hearts of both races, causing him to become an outcast neither side wanting to claim the bastard child. So they attempted to do what all people do when they cant understand something...Murder, As a deterrent to the Vaewolf both sides banded together an started a war with the man with the speed of an falling star.

But no one knows of the real truth of the war it is said that they ended the legacy of the Vaewolf but others knew better the other rumor was that Alastair murdered them all devouring their souls making him into the absolute being that he is today. But what of Alastair now? Well history happened like the good book says death comes for all of us at the end, he laid deep within the catacombs of the castle, his ashes resting inside an large coffin in front of his coffin sat two statue of what seemed to be an divine beast of nature. // - 47 hours ago // " Selene you shall not fail me.. " Within New Nexus on top of the new Serizawa corp building which was in the works would be an dark shadowily figure hidden with a dark grey hood his face completely blocked with what seemed to be an dark aura whoever he was he did not want his face to be seen. " His name is Alastair.. He's buried deep within his castle your job is to revitalize Alastair the castle is sparse so need to worry about any trouble the bag that on your right holds certain items that you will need in your ritual, you will be visited by a male named Alec, who will be holding a note make sure you gain a sample of that tailed beast it will be needed for the ritual, Selene do not fail us or I swear I will send you back to the firey pits of hell...Along side my brother..." Just as the male spoke his hood would be blown back exposing his face towards the female she would know him as Michael. //- Flash back over -

sO FaBu ChEeky ??: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dljWx276qNA) A deafening silence seemed to overtake the castle, no sounds could be heard besides the scuffing of a rat or two. The darkness of the night had seemed to consume the castle and its stone walls. The faint light of the moon bathed the darkness in its dull glimmer. A match was struck, revealing a cold pair of steel blue eyes and then a woman's face. She had set four candles at the different points on the altar before standing back, staring at the coffin in which Alistair resided in, laying a backpack down in front of her. The woman was fairly short in stature. She had a curved figure and well rounded breasts. Her unruly blue grey hair was pulled back in a messy pony tail, wearing a cropped tank top and cargo pants. Her eyes moved to stare at the coffin, pupils shrinking slightly , frowning a bit. Her expression serious as she had seemed to be thinking of something. She didn't expect herself to have such a life as this but then again...beggars can't be choosers. She wanted to keep her life and this was the life she was given. Back then she had worked as a Archaeologist , uncovering many mysteries that laid unraveled. She was human back then.....and now well....she wasn't human anymore. She was attacked by tombraiders and left for dead.

On the verge of death’s door someone decided to open one for her. Gripping onto life so desperately she was spoken to by a voice, one she did not recognize . The voice promised her life but at a price. Not knowing that price or even wanting to hear what it was she begged to be saved. Perhaps it was a hefty price to pay but she did not dwell into it anymore. After all becoming a hellhound was way too much fun then just staying a weak human. Maybe the transformation had caused her to become more hardened when it came to petty emotions. She would not grow fearful or saddened by things as easy.  She had enjoyed what she did now.  She did have to serve and obey commands, following through with certain jobs given to her. But such jobs she followed through in her own way and boy she reveled in it. Dragging the poor unfortunate nimwits that knock death’s door and thought they could leave uncathed. She crouched down over the bag that she at set in front of her , and rummaged through the ingredients that were found within the bag, lifting a brow as there were still one ingredient missing. It wouldn’t take long to retrieve, with help that is. She was well informed that there was someone coming to help her finish her task. Now all she had to do was play the waiting game.

( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=51iquRYKPbs )Just as Selene stood over the remains of Alastair she would feel a chilling energy coming from within the tomb, even dead a small half of Alastair energy remained within the him and the castle. The ritual Selene was performing was reawakening the beast as she sat the four candles a large sigil would appear above Alastiar's coffin, ( http://images6.fanpop.com/image/quiz/1051000/1051096\_1382767285262\_396\_224.jpg < Like this ) - Meanwhile - Deep in the pits of Alastair's mind it had taken him back 40 years ago back when he was just a Lycan teen and the hatch had opened before his very eyes, his clothes were torn from the Warlocks his family had been murdered all due to that traitor. Alastair didn't wish to live anymore and once he felt like giving up the hatch he had been trying to open his whole life had just opened, from Alastair view outside it looked like an old shallow cave. He couldn't put his finger on it but he felt as if this hatch was calling out to him as if it wanted him to come inside. Each step closer to the hatch made Alastair feel alive he felt all his problems where just vanishing, but how could this be he was suppose to feel sad his family was killed in cold blood by Warlocks but for some reason this thing this hatch felt as if it had all the answers Alastair wanted.

Slowly making his way inside the ceiling began to drip as water slowly trickles through cracks, he continued moving as his only light source was the light from the outside which was facing his back, but thanks to his enhanced sight from being Lycan it didn't bother him. The cave was tight had him forcing himself through rocks and other boulders, as he drew deeper he had smashed his foot on what seemed to be a human skull. Looking down Alastair had looked down to the remains this looked like a Warlock from the get up and sword slowly picking up the sword Alastair continued to move, until he heard a voice. : I have awaited an eternity for a man of your strength  : Stopping in his tracks Alastair had turned around to see an female of average size her face hidden by a dark blue hood, the only thing Alastair could notice was her body figure and man she had curves to die for. : Most men smell of fear but you.. Smell like hope. What kind of man crawls into cave of death looking for hope hm? : " The type of man that lost everything he's ever loved so if your going to kill me get it over with! " Alastair yelled out his voice echoing in the cave hearing his remark only cause the female to smirked : Im not going to kill you dear Alastair , Im going to save you, You've set me free it's the least I can do. Because if I am your salvation you are mine : Alastair was left stun what did she mean? He was her salvation how? : If you wish to revenge your people then Drink.. You will have a taste of my power Strength of a thousand men.. Speed of a falling star a demon of the night and all it's creatures to see and hear through their senses.. Even heal wounds. : " At what price? " Alastiar was shocked at his response he wasn't even thinking who was this woman? : At what price? The price of your word I will give this power only if you use it to slaughter each and every Warlock and Wolfblood that stands in your way. Just like how they did to your family I want you to strike the fear in their hearts just as they did yours young Lycan. But your thirst for human blood will be untamable but if you can resist for four days you will return to your huma.... I mean Lycan state. Your body will envlove into something greater something the world has never seen before. A Vaewolf: " And if I feed? " : The price would be worst than you even stepping in here boy and I will be set free from this tomb due to some tricker, you will become it's vessel destined to destroy the Warlocks, and once my power grows I will call on to you my pawn and you will help me in my steps of becoming something far greater than anyone could ever imagine

Hearing all this Alastair thought to himself if he wanted to he had to go and kill every single Warlock that had touched a hair on his family head, but the other side of him just wanted to die like a coward. But glaring into the eyes of the figure Alastair had agreed and once he did the female had pulled out a plate that held to be a human heart, : Then feed my boy feed and awaken as something greater: Staring on to the plate Alastair had nodded before savaging on the heart, blood poured everywhere as Alastair mouth was now drenched in the blood of a human the sensation of a new power inside him caused him to die... or that's what he thought..// Another Flashback - /
You have to run Alastair they've \*Coughs\* killed everyone the whole pack.. My son I am all that \*Coughs\* left: " Papa.. " Deep in the pits of Alastair's mind it had taken him back 40 years ago back when he was just a Lycan in his arms was his dying father the Alpha of his time was defeated by the Warlocks who invaded there pact due to an traitor of the clan. Dying in his arms Alastair hands were soaked with his fathers blood his chest was caved in from along with him missing an right leg, he clutched his father close he was all he had left his mother, aunt the people who use to call family was all dead. Just as Alastair was about to speak he could hear the clunking of boots racing towards their postion it was the Warlocks they were headed towards him and his dad. " Dad Im sorry.. " //- End of Flash back // While Selene was in the room  she could feel Alastair essence growing by the second, large noises could be heard upstairs it was the vistor. Alec was his name? Michael had told her about this man coming he was apart of this ritual as well and it was time for her to greet him. While all this was going on inside the Castle where Alec was located the ground began to shake heavily as the floor had cracked open black smoke had charged out which would send Alec flying into the celling then dropping him back down into the ground. The statue's that surrounded him started to come alive Gargoyle's a total of three would be summoned, the first one attempted to rush towards him sending a furious right slash to the jawline of his opponent his jab moving at a speed that his fist would appear as fleshy whips or blur. If this jab was connected Alastair would shatter the hinges of his opponents jaw Dislocating the  disk within the Jaw which would cause his foe the out most of pain even to the point where they wouldn't even be able to form words. Let the games began...

- MEANWHILE WITH ZACH - ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ks6-h9x6SyA ) Just as his brother spoke to him the way he did Zach eyes glaring towards him how dared that bitch, he was so stuck up with himself he doesn't see how he pushed everyone away their step parents and even his own brother just because of what happened in Old New York. He acted like he was the only one effected with what happened he had his problems as well but unlike him he didn't let it ruin his life, Watching him walk off Zach had the only intentions to roll over that niggas toes before hearing Alice who asked if he wanted to go downstairs before he even answered he felt her pushing aganist his chair which caused him to chuckle as well his time with the Warlocks was worthwhile he couldn't ask for another life as they had made it downstairs he had noticed Zane " Sup Zane wanna duel? " If she didn't get what he meant he would reply " You have to watch GX to understand gotta get your game on! " But hearing if he wanted to judge he nodded as time passed he had sensed the presence of the Wolfbloods already?! He had thought to himself at his state there was nothing he could do.. Expect.. " Zane! Alice! I can already tell we have trouble on the way we should prepare ourselves and when I Say we I mean you two seeing my state I dont think ima be much help "

Selene: Selene had felt Alistair’s essence growing immensely with each moment passing. She wanted to begin the ritual already, but could not without help. Not to mention the last ingredients to make everything complete, without them the ritual would most likely fail. She was curious  meet this man Alistair that she was going through lengths to revive, having been only informed so much, she wanted to know more of him. She had turned her head for a moment as she had heard a rumbling from the ceiling above her. The ceiling had given out, causing rather large  hole above her, stepping back she watched it as she waited to see just what it was that had caused it, a bag dropping down infront of her. She was prepared if it was anyone that wished to stop her in her mission. She could hear a voice and loud cracks of stone. Perhaps the gargoyles found an intruder. Certainly it was none of her business…..unless it had been this Alec person that was coming.

Only one way to find out, she looked down at the bag to open it but just as she was going to a man dropped into the hole, causing her to move back. The bag still in her hands, left unopened. Her pupils had shrunk her face unflinching as she looked back into a pair of red glowing eyes. She eased some as she then held the  bag up to the male. The bag was vastly familiar to her own. This must of been Alec, taking a chance in finding out. If wrong the issue would be easily dealt with. Before another word could be said there was a loud rumble into the room. Just behind the male was a large winged beast statue. Its eyes had glowed a dull white as it slowly moved from the wall. It quickly shot its clawed hand out at the boy, closing in quickly as if to crush him. She let out a in a loud roar of a voice“STAND DOWN GARGOYLE!!!!!” she growled, her teeth bares, showing her canines, her own eyes had glowed a fiery red as wisps of a shadowy aura, seemed to be emitted from her, like a smoke almost. As she spoke the gargoyle massive claw had frozen just a breath away from the boy’s body. If she had been moments too late the boy could of been killed or injured. Her expression melted from its aggression and turned into a calmed expression as she then took a deep breath before shaking his bag in the his direction, ”Aren’t you gonna grab the bag kid…..We have work to do…..you can thank me later”, she grinned mischievously.