The sounds of the jungle surrounded the group of weary figures. How they ended up in Venezuela was not important. The only thing that mattered was they were here now. The leader, a powerful if relatively young Lycan named Alex turned by Lucian himself, crept to the very edge of the jungle. There was a great place in which he could hide his clan until transportation to the open sea could be secured.
The estate was almost completely off the beaten track but still a good distance between two small towns in which the lycans could get supplies anytime they needed. Also it was located right on the river so ship transportation would work well. They only drawback to the marvelous place was that its current owner was a vampire. Alex had been given a list when he left Lucian all those months before of known Vampire lords in different areas of the world. This was one of the worst. Not only was he still keeping lycan slaves but he also had the whole country under his thumb. The point was Alex wasn't necessarily hunting him, it just so happens that he ended up in the vicinity and felt killing two bats with one stone was just good business.
Giving a single for the others to move up to the edge of the jungle Alex quickly and quietly darts across the road separating him from his new home. The gates are shut and locked but they are more just a formality, a sign that says do not enter. The only thing a lycan would need to worry about is what was behind the gate. With ease Alex scaled the wall. The other lycans stay put, waiting for another signal. Then as the night grew quite a body was hurled over the wall. A vampire body.
The clan of six lycans sprinted over to the wall, climbed it, then landed silently on the other side. Alex stood waiting for them, his hands covered in blood. He nodded and each member of his clan transformed into their beast form and went about killing each and every living thing inside the grounds. The fight was short and silent to the rest of the world. These we trained warriors. Alex ignored everyone around him and rushed straight for the house. The main doors were closed and locked, but instead of trying the garage doors, he just smashed the heavy wooden doors to splinters.
He rushed inside and took stock of his surroundings. On either side of the main chamber were doors to small rooms, and two staircases. Seeing his prey out on the balcony upstairs, Alex rushed up the right stairs. Only one vampire was foolish enough to get in his way, and was rewarded with being thrown from the stairs to Alex's brethren. Alex continued on his way unopposed. He got all the way to the balcony door before his prey even turned to face him.
The fight was short, as Alex was much more prepared for the confrontation. The vampire drew a sword which was immediately knocked out of his hands by a clawed hand. Within seconds the huge form of the lycan had the vampire in a choke. With one last gasp the vampire said
"It doesn't matter if you kill me dog, there are ten other vampire lords in the area, and they will hunt you down and kill you!"
Then the vampire said no more. Alex reared his wolf head back and unleashed a howl that sent a chill through the very bones of every man woman and child in a five mile radius. He then turned back to his human form and dragged the body inside. There the rest of the clan had already piled all the dead and were waiting for further orders.
"Any injuries?" Alex asked.
"No" replied his right hand man and best friend Uruk, "but we do have a prisoner."
