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Post by Edward Webb on Feb 2, 2009 13:28:54 GMT -6
The waves were crashing down the cliff below him; Edward sat on the cliff watching over the water crashed into the beach. His car was parked in the car park 10 meters up. This place, had been Edwards first stop. Although there was nothing to do here he was here to unwind and relax, hoping to clear his mind on what he was to do next. He had tracked Zeke to Forks. Although he didn’t know why he was running to such a small town where actions could be easily noticed where all eyes would be on a new person, especially one who was going to cause trouble and furthermore there would be little place for him to hide. This looked like the place that he could easily expose what he was here. Edward wouldn’t have a problem with that it means that he might be brought down easier and once that was over Edward would finally be able to rest.
When Edward had arrived here the sun hadn’t even gotten close to rising but now it was nearly eight hundred and he could just feel ling begin to feel the sky, although he was facing the wrong way to be able to see any trace of the sun he was able to feel the day breaking in although little would notice for most they would be curled up in bed, curtains drawn unaware that it was already morning. Edward knew that if he had taken a different path in life that was something that he would be doing now, perhaps with a wife, kids and a German Sheppard, so many times that option had been possible, after high school heading into college there had been Allie, who preferred to be called Alex. She had been the leading feminist at his school the type that was burning bras and demanding gender equality. Edward has loved her for her strength, her attitude, her intellect and he had been cute as anything still but the day he went into the military was the day that they split. She went on to become a lawyer and soon she had gone into politics and became a junior senator. If she had been born in the United States Edward knew that she would be President by now.
Then, when he was serving in the Secret service there was Sarah who also worked into the threat assessment division and worked as a translator. She spoke more languages than he was able to count and like Allie she had attitude she was dominant, pushy and crazy it had got to the stage where they could have spent the rest of their lives together but then Marie came with an offer that Edward was unable to refuse which caused him leaving the Secret service being declared dead to the world and leaving Sarah behind. Edward always suspected that Sarah suspected that he was still alive but it was too late to ever go back to her. Edward had made a decision and he knew that she was getting on with her own life. She was due to get married next year.
Between himself and Marie there had been nothing, well at least not in that way. They had been close as you could be and only people in the military could understand what that meant. Blood brothers one would call it. If one needed help the other would come without a second blink and that alliance was usually to the end.
And then, there was the reason he was here. Natalia the woman he had fallen in love with. He had tried to avoid it at all costs but he had found himself falling deeper and deeper in love with her. She never had the inner strength like the others. Some could have defined her as being a “woose”, helpless and she was but Edward saw that she had bursts of inner strength that showed every now and then and when Edward saw her dance, it was all over. He had been truly in with her. To the point where he was going to leave everything he was behind and disappear with her. That worked briefly then Zeke came and destroyed that. Edward could still hear her screams and cries now. He was still able to see how much pain she was in and Edward was unable to do nothing. He tried to shake the images from his head but they wouldn’t go. She was dead and Edward had failed in protecting her.
Edward moved back to his Range Rover so he was able to be higher up, last thing he wanted to do was slip and die before he was able to take Zeke with him. Once he was back he laid on his Range Rover and the memories quickly slipped back to him.
That night Edward had truly died as well, he had nothing else left inside him, no more purpose except for killing him. How he would, he wasn’t sure but he knew he would find a way because it would be the last thing he would do.
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Post by Julius Mitten on Feb 6, 2009 22:47:01 GMT -6
That sweet, saltwater scent that hung on the wind; oh, how it drew Julius. It was the scent of life. Of the abounding freedom that used to follow him at every single turn. His life was taking some interesting changes, and the boy found himself returning to the cliffs. Perhaps to hunt, perhaps to sightsee. More than likely, just to think. A chance at some quiet reflection.
It was there, mingled with the beloved scent of wild freedom, that Julius caught the scent of something else. He may have been blind, deaf, and dumb in comparision with his prefered form of choice, but his senses were still tuned enough to pick up the scent on a human. Mortal, it carried neither the dense, lupine scent of a wolf or the stark "death-smell" of a vampire. Still, if he had been a wolf, it would have been enough to plaster ear to head, and hair to body. In this pale, undeveloped form, the only familiar reaction was the pounding heart and silent snarl upon his face.
"This is foolish", he thought. All this time spent in the company of other humans, and he still acted this way. After all this "world" had given him. Friends. A pack. A lover, soon to be a wife. Yet still, get down upon his stomach, he found just how hard the old ways died.
Inch by inch, he made his way up the hill. Cover was sparse, but having spent ten years as the deadliest predator in the woods, he felt no loss of confidence. Once his quarry was within sight, he settled in behind a cluster of sparse shrubbery, watching. Listening. Looking for some sign as to just what kind of person he was gazing upon. Perhaps it was just another aimless soul, the kind that he always made an attempt to avoid. Perhaps not...
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Post by Edward Webb on Feb 7, 2009 2:55:55 GMT -6
Edward smiled as he traced his fingers over her swelling belly as he laid next to her. She was four months in and you could already start to see their child growing inside her. It had felt good for once that this life was being created by his doing rather than himself taking life from everyone he had in the past decades. It was a change that made him feel happy. Especially because it was beside the woman he loved. The child that was on the way had not been expected but the shock was very short and then followed by joy... That was of course if Natalia had wanted it and with her knowing that Edward was never going to leave her. She wanted it.
"I’m getting fatter" she suddenly spoke out, Edward lifted his head to look at her. He quickly picked up the fish for a complement. HE smiled at the taught he wasn't stupid. That’s how he picked it up and that's exactly why he was going to give her one.
"Your still beautiful" He replied as he leaned over drawing her closer....
A noise jolted him back into reality, a noise that didn’t go with the surroundings that already existed. Edward opened his eyes and sat up quickly scanning around. It was getting much lighter than it had been so his eyes were able to see more clearly. Looking around he saw no one or nothing obvious but that didn’t mean no one was there. He rolled of the bonnet of his Range Rover and looked around. After hearing nothing else he quickly narrowed out an animal that would have been a constant noise and would have shown itself now either minding its own business of taking flight at the sudden fright of Edward reacting to its presence.
Edward looked around there was no one in the obvious vicinity, roads or paths or even in the carpark. Well there was no one who was obviously showing themselves. It was then that Edward looked harder and that’s when he saw him It was then moving forward to the edge looking down at the hill that assented to the cliff Edward very quickly saw who had made the noise within moments of sitting up. Someone seemed to be crawling up the hill. It was more strange than suspicious of course he did find it alarming and somewhat suspicious but there wasn’t even enough cover that kept him hidden from his own sight. Why would someone be doing this? Edward had no idea but studying the young man closely he seemed to be Native American but that didn’t explain the why he was crawling up the hill on all fours. He was behaving almost like a cat or wolf would when they see something they weren’t sure of, or something they were about to attack. If it was the second one Edward was ready. With a Desert eagle on his holster with 50AE calibre it could blow a hole the size of a garbage can in someone and a Ka-Bar in his boot caused Edward not to worry if this person meant to attack.
But even so, if it was either of those options Edward couldn’t understand why he was crawling, he could have approached cautiously or even in an intimidating manner on just his legs like any other person did. It made him wonder of the man’s upbringing and wondered if he had been raised by wild animals... He was certainly behaving like that. Out of everything he had seen he hadn’t seen a grown man crawl on all fours. Even native South African tribes didn’t crawl on all fours.
Edward looked at the young man in the eyes making it clear that Edward had spotted him. Edward was unsure if this person was a threat if he was it could be the last thing this person would do but if not perhaps the person could be of some help.
“Morning” Edward spoke, in a light, friendly matter leaning on the wooden banister as the young man got closer to him.
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Post by Julius Mitten on Feb 8, 2009 23:20:02 GMT -6
Julius cursed under his breath once the man's gaze connected with his own. This human form was utterly useless. Blind, deaf, lacking any rudimentary olfactory sense, and now an incompetant stalker. He had enough reasons to hate this form without adding another to the list. This mortal had been seemingly lost in thought; an otherwise easy quarry to stalk within sight. Yet still he had been spotted.
All this self-pity seemed to melt away, however, as the man issued him a simple greeting. It was enough to snap Julius from his thoughts, and bring him back to the reality that he had been caught crawling through an open field. Not wise; it wasn't quite the "human" thing to do. Still, he had to react, so he slowly rose to his feet, and gave a slight smile before speaking.
"Sorry", he said sheepishly. "You seemed to be lost in thought, I figured it better not to disturb you." Remembering his currant postion, he continued. "Four legs...more stable than two. Slower going, makes for less noise."
He speech was choppy. It happened when he spoke of one thing, while thinking about another. He found himself processing all his eyes picked up. The large-caliber semiauto holstered to the mans hip. Civilian clothing, yet every garment was crisp and clean. Extremely well-groomed face and hair, matched by an impressive physique. His movements wasted no effort; his footsteps, no additional noise, despite wearing a pair of heavy boots. Not to mention, he had picked up on Julius rather quickly.
It was his turn to feel suspicious. If there was one thing Julius had learned from his years in the wilderness, it was how to pick up on the little things. Those tiny details that could mean everything down the line. And Julius didn't like those that lay before him. Not at all. This was his territory; his families territory. It was this need to protect his love ones that drove him in an attempt to confirm his suspicions.
"Since when did Forks offer any appeal to the special forces?"
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Post by Edward Webb on Feb 9, 2009 1:59:31 GMT -6
"Sorry, You seemed to be lost in thought, I figured it better not to disturb you.. Four legs...more stable than two. Slower going, makes for less noise."
For an Animal maybe, Edward thought as he studied the strange man who just spoke. Edward knew all about stealth almost 20 years of it made him able to sneak up on groups of people without him or his unit being detected and he wasn’t on all fours but it didn’t matter Edward still heard him. It was a talent Edward possessed although doing one thing he could be finely tuned into his senses it naturally made him an extremely light sleeper and could make him go from nought to sixty in a second and he didn’t need to be on all fours. Humans weren’t designed like that, in fact it would slow them down so thinking of it more Edward began to wonder if this strange native American man had been risen by animals or at least around them. It made more sense if you lived constantly in the wilderness but to the man’s extent it was just weird. Something put Edward on edge with how he behaved but Edward didn’t take anything on as suspicious or dangerous. Premeditation only works when you are very sure your target means harm.
Edward didn’t reply to his reasoning to why he was crawling and hiding. He just nodded not really believing him but it wasn’t really worth the argument or questioning, there was so many weird people out there it was not worth it.
Edward continued looking out onto the water as the strange man stayed close, he remembered what he had been thinking about before he had been disturbed. Thoughts that he so badly wanted to put to rest. Memories that should have never become a memory but he could have still been able to hold his wife and his newborn child in his arms instead she had been brutally tortured and killed by a vampire before his child had even been born. That was all his focus was now. To kill Zeke.
After a few moments of silence Edward felt the man looking at him and perhaps coming uneasy, he looked down remembering his jacket was left open and his Desert eagle was open for the world to see. A pocket tank like that would make anyone uneasy.
"Since when did Forks offer any appeal to the special forces?"
Edward gave a slight laugh, almost as he was brushing off the comment. “I’m slightly too old to still be in special forces son.” He replied reaching into his pocket pulling out FBI identification. It was real identification but Edward wasn’t in the FBI, it was made and given to him from someone in the FBI who owed him a favour but his new strange friend did not need to know that.
“I am just a plain old special agent now i am afraid” Edward replied. That part was a lie.
“I am hunting down someone” Edward suddenly added turning to the young native American man. “Perhaps you will be able to assist me” Edward added hoping that the man would be willing to help.
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Post by Julius Mitten on Feb 13, 2009 0:36:28 GMT -6
Julius smiled, nodding as the man revealed his identification. It appeared to be a smile of relief, but in truth, he still wasn't convinced. It was no sixth sense that hounded him; merely, the simple, untrusting nature he held for all humans. Well, most humans. Samantha was an exception to this rule...
"Hunting someone?" Julius chuckled a bit, before his face went slack and became devoid of expression. "You make them sound like an animal."
Wonderful! Now there were two humans he had to worry about. This man, and whoever he was after. Not to mention all the thoughts as to the identity of this mystery person. They could be anyone, or anything. Human, vampire. Werewolf. Any member of his pack...no, he had referred to his quarry as a person. Unless someone had seen them in there other forms, Julius doubted this man would be after any member of the pack.
Which left a human or a vampire. Human, hopefully. Vampires weren't his forte; dangerous juju. Nothing that belonged to the woods he had once called home. Not in his opinion. Not to mention, the tension that lay between the La Push pack and the Cullens. Samantha had been kind enough to fill him in, and personally, he wanted nothing to do with either side. He wanted nothing to do with any human, mortal or immortal. Just his pack...
"Sure, I can help you." The words left his mouth without even thinking about them. "I'm no betting man, but I'd feel confident enough to say that no one knows the area as well as myself. Course, it would be better if I knew just who you're looking for. At least, a description."
Best to keep this man near to him, in every sense...
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Post by Edward Webb on Feb 17, 2009 10:14:19 GMT -6
Edward smiled, that was what he was hoping to hear. At least this township and its out layers were friendly enough. That would be useful. Not that it mattered he would be tracking down this monster wither he met a welcoming party or outright hostility.
"Thank you" Edward replied as he reached into his inner jacket pocket and pulled out two photos, one was a long distance security footage and the other was a computer generated photo, identical as Edward remembered Zeke had been, from his bone structure to his pure black eyes and jawline. Edward always had a photographic memory and was able to have another person who owed him a favor to construct a photographic image of what he looked like, since he was unable to get any close shot of this Vampire. As he was reaching for them he took a look around, a quick secutity check to see if everything was okay. The area was clear, no one else lurking or ready to ambush them. Not that there always was but it was nice to be sure. An old reflex that never died.
"Only Name he goes by is Zeke, nothing in any recent databases of him. No criminal record, green card… Anything" Edward added as he handed the man the photos. "Have you seen him at all? He isn't the social type so I doubt he has made friends here yet but there is always a chance. At this point Edward knew he would be leaving an imprint in everyone's mind of who he was and there that there was this strange agent in their town. People would talk, he knew that but it didn’t matter. After Zeke was gone, Edward would be as well. Permanently.
He doubted that this man had seen him but their was always hope, his target seemed to be young people, late teens or whole families and he kept himself hidden from everyone else except his targets but he hoped that someone had seen him at the corner of their eye and had the incentive to remember it..
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Post by Julius Mitten on Feb 24, 2009 23:01:14 GMT -6
Julius didn't show a single change of emotion as he handled the picture. It was as he had suspected, though; vampire. There really was something different about them. This Zeke wasn't particular attractive, like most vampires he had encountered upon his travels. No, it was his eyes. That stare, like a predator. Like any bear or cougar. Like any wolf.
This new revelation brought on yet another: there was a rogue vampire in his midst. A possible danger to his family. To Samantha. It was an idea that frightened him deeply. After all, his pack was his life, and Samantha was his everything.
If this new vampire was to be taken care of, he suspected he would need help. The La Push pack would need to know of him, as would the Cullens. Word to one would spread to the other, he supposed. Not to mention, there was the mortal standing in front of him. Poor fool. He probably had no idea what kind of quarry he was chasing. He'd most likely cause Julius more trouble than he was worth, too.
Still, he seemed well-trained. He had picked up on Julius, and that was quite a feat, even though he had been confined to his gangly human form. All in all, the man seemed quite adapted to the task at hand, for a mortal.
"Tell me, have you encountered this man before. Anything...stand out about him." Julius raised his brow before continuing. After all, he had to find out just how much this man really knew about who he was hunting...
"Anything at all?"
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Post by Edward Webb on Feb 25, 2009 13:25:33 GMT -6
Edward closed his eyes and shook his head. He could see that this man wanted to know much more. He wasn’t sure on the town’s customs if they took matters into their own hands but he couldn’t let that happen. Edward didn’t think that this vampire would like people coming after him and end up on a mass massacre. Edward knew that he needed to put off this man before he got any ideas. “He is dangerous and uncontrollable, the slightest offset in his mind will set him off to kill, and he defiled nuns and killed them all in front of a priest who had only cut in front of him in the line. He likes to stalk and mess with his targets before he kills them. This is a very dangerous man. I can’t pressure enough that id you see this person, you are not to approach him at any costs.” Edward replied to him. Of course he knew much more but he wasn’t about to tell this civilian, this strange the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. Not even the real FBI did that but this time this man, and anyone else he came in contact with needed as little information as possible.
He knew that this would look suspicious, a lone FBI agent wanting no help, hunting a lone suspect but it didn’t matter anymore if the town picked up on it. This hunt should be a short one and once it was over, he wouldn’t be remaining in this town anymore or some to think of it, anywhere alive. So at the moment he would be fine unless the FBI rocked up this minute with the same target and getting in his way... He doubted that. So, with the town being curious and asking questions he knew that it wouldn’t start up to much of a storm, not ones he could manage to evade or lie around anyway.
But yes, the answer to this man’s question was yes. He had encountered the vampire a few times, one of them, his wife had been tortured and killed in front of him, and another time was when he first began to hunt him down that didn’t end well. Well back then Edward hadn’t been prepared he now had an arsenal in the back of his Range Rover ready to see what would finally be the thing that would send this demon straight to hell. Even if Edward wound up following him into hell. Edward no longer cared. He would have had his vengeance and this Zeke would no longer be around to do what he did to Natalia to any other innocent person.
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Post by Julius Mitten on Feb 25, 2009 22:53:12 GMT -6
Julius was finding himself puzzled as he listened to the newcomer's words. One man, sent by the FBI, to track down someone this dangerous. It just didn't add up, even for Julius, who had spend half of his life alone. Perhaps this man was, in fact, as skilled as Julius had thought him to be.
Either way, he was convinced of two things. One, this man was telling Julius only what he wanted him to know. He was hiding things from him. And two, no matter how skilled this man was, he was still human. His quarry was one of the most dangerous creatures to ever walk the earth. This was going to be too much for any mortal to handle alone. Julius would have to help him, and in order to do so, he needed the man's trust.
It was so strange. Not so long ago, he could have cared less about the life of a human. As far as he had been concerned, he was a wolf, and the very idea of humanity disgusted him. He would have simply let this man walk right into his own doom. Remarkable how life with Samantha was beginning to have such an effect on him. Smiling, he spoke once more.
"You know, I think I AM going to help you. But let me tell you right now; you need me. You need my expertise more than you could possibly imagine. So, I want you to tell me everything you know, and then, despite all your training and god-knows-whatelse you've undergone, I want you to realise that you need me. Not as some connection, or some guide to the town and it's people. As a partner. As someone to watch out for you and keep you out of harm's way. Because let me tell you my friend..."
He paused for a moment, looking deep into the man's eyes. Making sure this stranger could see, he allowed his eyes to phase back from green, to a more feral blue. His true eyes. The eyes of a wolf.
"...these woods here are a darker place than you could ever imagine..."
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Post by Edward Webb on Feb 27, 2009 1:48:30 GMT -6
"You know, I think I AM going to help you. But let me tell you right now; you need me. You need my expertise more than you could possibly imagine..... As a partner. As someone to watch out for you and keep you out of harm's way. Because let me tell you my friend..."
Edward stood there staring at the man and said nothing. Thinking about what he said caused his mind to race. Without a doubt that this man knew something, It made him instantly wonder what this strange man knew. Did he know of this world of darkness? Did this man have an idea of who he was tracking or was he more of a bounty hunter who knew the lands and the people more than anything? Edward doubted that the man would be any kind of bounty hunter; he did not look the part and was not equipped as they usually would be he seemed more mannered and less foul mouthed he had crossed many in his days and they were all talk. There was also the case of how he has spoken, how he had said the words he said that’s what stumped Edward and made him ponder the strange mans words.
He continued to look at the man and think As Edward had, the man’s words were trying to find a way around the subject. Explaining what needed to be explained without giving away the important facts. The man knew something also because you just didn’t up and talk about vampires, either people would think you were mad or would frenzy and the last thing you would want is for people to panic about something... If they did, there might be a global recession on everyone’s hands. Oh wait there had been. Disaster happened when people panicked. That’s why Edward had a job for so long.
Edward was considering what the strange man had said but what the man was offering was easier said than done. Edward had never had a partner. HE had worked alone apart from when he was in the military, they were a team. It was hard for him to trust but Edward knew that he had little to lose; he planned to die soon anyway, just as long as he took Zeke with him. So he considered what the man had to say but wondered the man’s price What he wanted in return... he knew everyone had a price and another thing was he didn’t want to drag someone into a quarrel that was not theirs.
"...these woods here are a darker place than you could ever imagine..."
Edward doubted it, he remembered back when he was in Coral Night, One mission lead him into Bosnia, in the forests there were things hidden that people would be unable to dream in their worst nightmares. Edward remembered treading through with landmines hidden all around the place. Hit one of them and you were gone blown into a bajillion pieces and then he remembered finding what they were originally looking for, a massive hole filled with dead bodies, woman, children, babies and young men. None of them in the military, all innocent civilians slaughtered because one war lord wished it. This place was the graveyard of ethnic cleansing; these people were just taken from their villages, lined up, shot and their bodies dumped here. The man in charge of their organisation was the one they were here to take out and then destroy all remains of the graveyard. He remembered the stench of rotting dead bodies and the smell of death through the whole forest. Some things are never meant to be seen.
As every other mission he had done in Coral night, It was all Covert. As always within a government there are conflicting interests on one side a group wanted a certain person dead, on the other they wanted him alive and safe because he could be of some financial benefit or could lead them to much worse people. It was obvious who Edward worked for.
Eventually, their team tracked him down and put a round of .40’s through his head and destroyed all evidence. It saved the hassle of the world knowing what happened and this man “escaping” and doing everything he was doing again making his billions. The billions part Edward or the rest of coral night didn’t give a shit about it was the fact that he ordered genocide that was the issue and there was more cases digging a his grave against him than there was benefits on having him alive and having him as a bum buddy of the United States... Well that was the judgement of his superiors anyway but that’s all that mattered... What the orders were.
After a moment of silence Edward opened his mouth to speak, asking the man what he knew and what his price for him helping him would be but before he spoke he noticed a change, a major change the mans eyes changed from green to blue, an inhuman blue and instantly he knew something was wrong either it was a thread or not Edward instantly threw up his guard ready to fight if something went down. Throwing himself into threat mode. Edward stepped back steering at him, it was not natural for someone’s eyes to change like that, there was no significant light change or anything, it was almost exactly as another set of eyes... HE now doubted the person in front of him was human and if not what was going on.
“What the hell are you?” Edward replied steeping back ready to fight if something happened.
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Post by Julius Mitten on Feb 27, 2009 7:41:46 GMT -6
Julius smiled slightly at the strangers, putting up his hands. Last thing he wanted was to frighten the man before him. Best to take things slowly; make sure the guy didn't take in too much information at one time.
"Relax, friend. Let me just say that I mean you know harm. There are far scarier things in these woods than I. That said, I think some answers are in order." He began to pace a bit, pondering his next words, before continuing."
"What the hell am I, you ask? Well, first of all, it's important that you realise I'm a soon-to-be-husband. Above all else, I'm just a guy trying to settle down with the love of his life. A girl who cares the same secrets as myself, only she has further to fall should said secret ever get out. So I beg you, don't make me regret this. Don't make me regret trying to make sure you know everything about a quarry you seem to know nothing about. At least, nothing that could save your life anyway.'
It was true. Julius found himself risking a lot for this man. There were countless ways for this situation to end badly for him. For Samantha. Yet he wasn't about to let this man hunt something so dangerous, so lethal; at least, not without knowing about it first.
"I think a good answer to your question, my friend, would be that I am an animal. Oh, not in this form, of course. This pale, gangly, useless mass of flesh is nothing more than a shell. A protective covering to hide the true self within. I'm an animal, in every sense. Even you're quarry there retains more humanity than I do. He may kill like an animal, but everything else is human. He walks like one. He talks like one. He thinks like one.
Myself, one the other hand, can disappear into those woods like I was never there. To me, you and everyone like you are merely blind, deaf, and dumb. You'll never know what it means to be strong or fast. To be a part of these woods around us, no matter how hard some of you may try. And for that, I must admit, I pity you...
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Post by Edward Webb on Mar 1, 2009 3:35:16 GMT -6
Edward stood back, and listened to what the man had to say not once dropping his guard against the man he listened carefully to what the man had to say and he instantly thought of himself when he spoke of being a soon to be husband He remembered Natalia and how much he had fallen in love with her and he remembered willing to settle down also. Leaving him with a life other than what he did he now had a reason to leave and wanted nothing else than to be with her but he already knew it was coming at a price. Zeke had been stalking her for a long time and even after going into hiding with Natalia after realising he couldn’t protect her Zeke still found them and there had been nothing he had been able to do to stop Zeke doing what he did to her. Edward knew it was his fault that Natalia died it was his job to protect her forever but he couldn’t even do that he hoped that this man would be able to do better than Edward had failed.
Edward didn’t say anything in responded to what he first said, he just nodded, letting him continue to say what he wanted to say and explain everything, especially what he was. Edward already figured if this guy wanted to attack him it would have been done already but never less had he kept his guard up. When he mentioned, hinted that what he had to offer could save his life he wanted to laugh he didn’t really care if he survived this encounter or not. All he wanted to do was take Zeke straight to hell with him. He had little survival instinct left in him and nothing to live for so although he understood the mans testimate of wanting to save his life but he wondered there if he had lost his soon to be wife even less... brutally than he did that he would be worried with such a sentiment as surviving the encounter.
“that I am an animal.”
It was then that images flashed through his mind on what this man could be, while he was hunting a vampire the first thing he met up with was a were creature. When he had found out what Zeke was he had wondered what else there could be out there that would also be regarded as supernatural. Mages, witches or wizards whatever they were called, Fae or even were creatures. And of course researching them wasn’t as easy as it looked, there were mountains of fiction books, novels, picture books and there was little nonfiction. There were some designed to look like nonfiction but he still could tell the fantasy target. In all these stories they had different ways that they be killed, stopped or repelled he really didn’t know which ones would work in reality, if any of them. So he had come prepared, with crosses, holy water, stakes and then the usual itinerary he could get, short barrelled shot guns, ingredients to make explosive cocktails and the like. Edward was a walking arsenal.
“So What, You are some sort of Were Creature?” Edward replied, guard still up and being very cautious wanting to much more about this person before he took anything further.
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Post by Julius Mitten on Apr 11, 2009 18:22:51 GMT -6
Julius smiled. The situation was growing increasingly tense, so it felt good to part his lips in a grin. To chuckle at the man's statement. A much needed change of pace.
"Were Creature? Yes, although I'd say werewolf, to be more specific. I suppose that's as good as any name. So many through the years. Lycan, skinwalker, werewolf, yagobe...the all seem to do the job. Still, the name matters not. At this point, all you need to know about my true form is that it's one of the deadliest creatures to walk these woods. And it might be enough to help you find the person you seek."
So much trust, in one human. Julius couldn't explain it. He had spent years trying to get away from them. Vampires and werewolves, too. In his eyes, they were all human. All too seperated from what they could be. From what they were meant to be.
Yet here he was, once again putting faith in the hands of a stranger. The last time, it had brought Samantha into his life. Hopefully, whatever came of him and this man, he wouldn't regret it. Still, there was one more thing to be done. He couldn't just throw this man into his world without any proof to go on. He had to make that first step; that first attempt towards trust.
"Perhaps you'd care for a demonstration?"
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Post by Edward Webb on Apr 13, 2009 22:28:34 GMT -6
"Were Creature? Yes, although I'd say werewolf, to be more specific. ... And it might be enough to help you find the person you seek."
So there was more than just vampires out there more than just what he seeked to kill the thought of what his man... This... Werewolf has said made him wonder if there was vampires and werewolf Edward wonder what else there was out there he wondered how they had managed to hide for so long. There were more than six billion people in the world, there was Intelligence agencies that could get anything they wanted. He wondered how the world did not know especially now with the amount of technology there was people had camera’s on cellophanes, everyone needed security camera for insurance purposes all it would take is one capture of any supernatural activity and for it to be posted on video hosting sites, blogs, for the television media for it to be exposed to the world. Then he wondered if particular agencies did know and were doing a brilliant job in keeping it very, very quiet. Although at this moment in time, that was not the problem and truthfully he didn’t give a shit. All he wanted to do was to deal with what he swore to deal with and then be gone... literally.
"Perhaps you'd care for a demonstration?"
Edward didn’t expect that, a demonstration? Edward had to think for a slight moment to think about what the man.... What the werewolf was implying. Was he in for a fight? Considering how the conversation was going, although Edward was tense, cautious an ready to fight if he had anything bad come he way he knew that it was unlikely that any more danger would come of it. If there was it would have already started so that was something that he wasn’t worried about on the contrary he was interested. Interested in seeing what the man was offering him.
A smile crossed Edward face as he folded his arms. “A demonstration?” Edward asked as he took a step backwards giving more distance between him and the werewolf. “Sure”
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