JAGUAR: LEADER OF CRIMSON, FIRST RANKING OF ELITE GUILDS
Challenge For Crimson Acceptance: Chapter 1
A flickering pulse. So many webs of minds... Jaguar made his way silently through the crowded streets of bustling people. It was early sundown, too early for him to select and attack his food victim being about only seven thirty.
Jaguar is a vampire who was changed about three hundred years ago. He is a strong vampire, and leads the first-ranking band of the Elite Guilds, Crimson. Out of the two other guilds, Crimson ranks first place.
It is in the walls of Crimson that select vampires are choosen to learn from Jaguar, and fight agianst the other guilds to become the best. Actually, they do not only kill slayers, they are more of Hunters. Several people, witches, or other vampires hire them to hunt someone down and do several things for a price.
Sometimes they are hired to kill, deliver harsh and secret messages, to gaurd, or even to act out parts of people- because most have the ability, like Jaguar, to transform at will.
But tonight, Jaguar was looking for a certain human, and after he found her and spoke with her, he would feed on some other victim. Her name was Rayvn Amerti, and her brother, a vampire of course, had talked her into training at the Brujaa- Crimson's gym.
She had no special qualities except for her strength, but that was enough to interest Jaguar. Few humans would participate in Brujaa training, and only two others- having a little shape shifting blood- where even in Crimson.
Anway, Raylet spoke favourably of his sister, saying she was better with a knife and whip than any other human or vampire in Brujaa, except maybe the four trainers, and Jaguar.
"There." Raylet spoke in his mind, and Jaguar could easily sense the direction he'd been speaking of. A tall, slim girl, with short brown hair to her shoulders and alert green eyes.
"Rayvn, how nice to meet you." Jaguar greeted in her mind, and she looked at him, not one but surprised.
Her slim shoulders where scarred more than a few times, but they where all knife wounds. No human would know that, and undoubtly she would say they where glass wounds.
"Jaguar, I guess?" She said, and Jaguar eyed her black jeans and tank top decidedly before he nodded.
"You assume correctly. Raylet spoke to me of your... abilites. I would have to test you to see if you are worthy, of course, but if you meet my standards of Crimson members, I will train you in Brujaa." Jaguar told her bluntly.
She blinked. "Test me? Challenge me now, and I will show you what I've got!"
Jaguar was not impressed. Humans often talked to reassure themselves. "That is a 'yes', I assume."
"What? Don't think you could stand losing?" She taunted softly, circling him twice.
Jaguar did not hesitate to block the memorys and mind of humans around, and they missed he and Rayvn vanish, only to reappear on the grounds of Brujaa.
"To second blood. Whip." Jaguar commanded, and grabbed his nine foot leather whip.
"To second blood, then." She agreed, and grabbed her own whip.
Raylet appeared, lounging agianst the wall. "Begin."
Immediatly, Jaguar found himself shooting his whip forward to block hers. With a snap of his wrist, he untangled it, and swiftly aimed for her shin. Her pant ripped open neatly, but he had not let the whip draw blood just yet. That first mood had been clever and quick for a human.
Unexpectedly, Rayvn's whip stuck and caught his wrist before jerking back.
"First Blood, Jaguar." She said, and his wound healed quickly as he lashed out and his whip stung across her cheekbone, leaving a narrow gash."First Blood." Jaguar heard himself say.
They circled each other for a few spare moments, their eyes interlocked.
He saw the movement of her muscles tense and her eyes slightly harden before her whip launched teasingly forward inches infrount of his face. But Jaguar did not blink or flinch, because he had calculated if it would hit him before the movement, and was too sure to blink or flinch with fear or surprsie.
Quickly, Rayvn ducked down to avoid the sting of Jaguars next move. It hit her shoulder and tore at her tank tops strap, but did not draw blood. She could not control herself to breathe a sigh of relief, but that did not matter. Getting out of this to train in Crimson is what mattered. As she went to stike at Jaguars leg and claim victory, his whip whistled in the air and left a trail of blood across the tricep of her upper arm.
"Second Blood, Rayvn." After a pause he added, "Good. I will train you."
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Challenge For Crimson Acceptance: Chapter 1
A flickering pulse. So many webs of minds... Jaguar made his way silently through the crowded streets of bustling people. It was early sundown, too early for him to select and attack his food victim being about only seven thirty.
Jaguar is a vampire who was changed about three hundred years ago. He is a strong vampire, and leads the first-ranking band of the Elite Guilds, Crimson. Out of the two other guilds, Crimson ranks first place.
It is in the walls of Crimson that select vampires are choosen to learn from Jaguar, and fight agianst the other guilds to become the best. Actually, they do not only kill slayers, they are more of Hunters. Several people, witches, or other vampires hire them to hunt someone down and do several things for a price.
Sometimes they are hired to kill, deliver harsh and secret messages, to gaurd, or even to act out parts of people- because most have the ability, like Jaguar, to transform at will.
But tonight, Jaguar was looking for a certain human, and after he found her and spoke with her, he would feed on some other victim. Her name was Rayvn Amerti, and her brother, a vampire of course, had talked her into training at the Brujaa- Crimson's gym.
She had no special qualities except for her strength, but that was enough to interest Jaguar. Few humans would participate in Brujaa training, and only two others- having a little shape shifting blood- where even in Crimson.
Anway, Raylet spoke favourably of his sister, saying she was better with a knife and whip than any other human or vampire in Brujaa, except maybe the four trainers, and Jaguar.
"There." Raylet spoke in his mind, and Jaguar could easily sense the direction he'd been speaking of. A tall, slim girl, with short brown hair to her shoulders and alert green eyes.
"Rayvn, how nice to meet you." Jaguar greeted in her mind, and she looked at him, not one but surprised.
Her slim shoulders where scarred more than a few times, but they where all knife wounds. No human would know that, and undoubtly she would say they where glass wounds.
"Jaguar, I guess?" She said, and Jaguar eyed her black jeans and tank top decidedly before he nodded.
"You assume correctly. Raylet spoke to me of your... abilites. I would have to test you to see if you are worthy, of course, but if you meet my standards of Crimson members, I will train you in Brujaa." Jaguar told her bluntly.
She blinked. "Test me? Challenge me now, and I will show you what I've got!"
Jaguar was not impressed. Humans often talked to reassure themselves. "That is a 'yes', I assume."
"What? Don't think you could stand losing?" She taunted softly, circling him twice.
Jaguar did not hesitate to block the memorys and mind of humans around, and they missed he and Rayvn vanish, only to reappear on the grounds of Brujaa.
"To second blood. Whip." Jaguar commanded, and grabbed his nine foot leather whip.
"To second blood, then." She agreed, and grabbed her own whip.
Raylet appeared, lounging agianst the wall. "Begin."
Immediatly, Jaguar found himself shooting his whip forward to block hers. With a snap of his wrist, he untangled it, and swiftly aimed for her shin. Her pant ripped open neatly, but he had not let the whip draw blood just yet. That first mood had been clever and quick for a human.
Unexpectedly, Rayvn's whip stuck and caught his wrist before jerking back.
"First Blood, Jaguar." She said, and his wound healed quickly as he lashed out and his whip stung across her cheekbone, leaving a narrow gash."First Blood." Jaguar heard himself say.
They circled each other for a few spare moments, their eyes interlocked.
He saw the movement of her muscles tense and her eyes slightly harden before her whip launched teasingly forward inches infrount of his face. But Jaguar did not blink or flinch, because he had calculated if it would hit him before the movement, and was too sure to blink or flinch with fear or surprsie.
Quickly, Rayvn ducked down to avoid the sting of Jaguars next move. It hit her shoulder and tore at her tank tops strap, but did not draw blood. She could not control herself to breathe a sigh of relief, but that did not matter. Getting out of this to train in Crimson is what mattered. As she went to stike at Jaguars leg and claim victory, his whip whistled in the air and left a trail of blood across the tricep of her upper arm.
"Second Blood, Rayvn." After a pause he added, "Good. I will train you."
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