Disclaimer: I'm only gonna do this once or twice. I don't own Newsies, Fluke, Bets, Hecate, Raven, Patch, Shot, Helen Black, Harley, Agua, or Miracle. (Am I good or what? Okay...don't answer that question.) Newsies is owned by Disney and those people I named up there are made by those smart people who thought them up. Most of the names of the animals are from Norse mythology.
A/N: Another chapter to Eternal Darkness! If there are lots of spelling errors and stuff, I blame it on lack of sleep and tiredness. Anyways, I'm so bad...I didn't even get around to putting all the guys in groups yet. Oh well, tomorrow will be good for that. Since I already know what a few of them are gonna be I'll just use them. Casting Call is still open and if you sent one to me, then you'll be used in this. I think I'll name the stone Transylvanian Eventide Bloodstone. So, here is the next chapter of the story...
Roadtrip leans against the tree next to the grave she is watching. She sighs, looking around the graveyard. Suddenly, a large snowy owl swoops down next to her and hoots.
Roadtrip smirks a little, "I see you're back again. Have more information to tell me, Heimdall?"
The owl hoots some more as it flies onto her shoulder. To the casual observer, it would look as if Roadtrip is talking to herself. The truth is that Roadtrip has the ability to talk to all animals. She inherited this interesting gift from her mother, who had been a witch.
Roadtrip has taken a different path then her mother, though. She has taken the same path her father took, that of a demon hunter.
She closes her eyes with a smile, "Are you going to come out of hiding, Race, or would you rather just sit there all night? Heimdall can see in dark places like that, and I can feel your presence anyways."
Race comes out of the shadows one of the large vaults and sits on a ground near Road's feet, "I see that you still keep many pets."
Heimdall hoots indignantly as Road smirks, "Heimdall doesn't like the term pet. That would mean he is owned by me, and he is not. Heimdall is merely one of my many animal companions."
Race nods, "Does Medda have you looking for the same thing that Kloppman and Denton have sent us after?"
Road pets Heimdall as she thinks, "Medda has us looking for Dracula Reincarnate and the Transylvanian Eventide Bloodstone. We still haven't figured out how to figure out who Dracula Reincarnate is, since we haven't found any books talking of it. We better find them before the other groups do, though. I heard that Raven and the other leaders have sent out people to find them."
Race sighs and runs a hand through his hair, "Yeah...that's about the same as we've gotten so far. I dunno what..."
Race cuts off and they both turn their attention to a vault, where a group of presences has now appeared. Out of the shadows comes a large group of witches. The main one, a girl with auburn hair and dark brown eyes that look almost black, smiles to the two.
She is the first to speak, "Ahhh...Racetrack Higgins and Roadtrip Mendoza, two of New York's finest demon hunters."
Road blinks, "What is it now, Raven? I'm just here because we were told of vampiric activity in the area."
Raven nods, "Yes...and we're the ones who brought you and your demon hunter groups here. We have information on the person you are looking for. We've narrowed the search down and have figured out that DR is a demon hunter in one of your two groups. We haven't been able to get much else except that they would have powers that weren't normal."
Road crosses her arms over chest as she continues leaning against the tree. She looks at Raven curiously, "And why are you telling us this? Why not Jack or Kitty or Spot or Bets?"
A girl with brown hair and blue eyes, Hecate, smirks at Race flirtatiously and then looks at Road, "Well...we told you two because we know we can trust you with the information."
Another girl, this one with auburn hair and gray eyes, nods, "Yes, we discussed it in great detail the other day. Since you can talk to the animals, and the animals are not quick to trust, we believe that you will know how to handle this information."
Road continues petting Heimdall, "I see. Well, thank you for the information, Patch. What do you guys want us to do with the information, though?"
Helen, a witch with black hair and lots of freckles, shrugs, "We don't know. We consulted the great gods of old, but they would only tell us that the one we sought was in your group. They told us to give the information to you and then you would figure out what to do with it."
As suddenly as they came, they disappear. Unfortunately, since Raven is the one who tried to do the spell, they reappear stuck in the tree. Raven flinches, "I told you guys that someone else should do it! I haven't exactly mastered that spell yet."
They disappear again, leaving Race and Road alone. They both exchange glances, wondering what to do with the information that they have been given.
A/N: Tada! Another chapter done from me, and I think I've been updating fairly well. Don't you guys? Well, for shout-outs I think I'm gonna just do them by myself. The newsies are a little mad that I've only put them in for a small bit so far, even though this is a newsies fanfic. I tried to explain that I haven't sorted out who's what yet but they're still mad.
Shinigami nanoda: Yes, I think casting calls are always good. I got your e-mail and I'll be putting your character in either in the next chapter or the chapter after that. I hope it does turn out to be a good story.
Klover: I did get your e-mail as you can see, since she was in this chapter already. I know it's a short little part but there'll be more for her later. I'll think about those for names.
Moonlights Sundance: *nods a couple of times*I got your character and I think she's good. I did mention her, but she'll be in it more when I make longer chapters...
Helena Troy: The witches' coven will have a name...I'm just slow in thinking them up. Yeah, those villagers...both my friend and I have villages in our head. My is really high-tech and stuff but hers keeps getting wiped out by the Dragon Q-Tip and is still stuck in the Middle Ages.
Newsie Miracle: Kay, once I finally figure out what Spot is *hears angry boos from the Newsies*I will put you in. *covers her mouth giggling at her tripping over a table*I saw nothing...
Aguachica: Thank you thank you. I love those types of stories too...maybe that's why I wrote one...Anyways, of course I'm continuing Dangerous Games...I'm just like you guys with not knowing what's gonna happen and so I'd probably die of curiousity if I didn't finish it! *wonders if it's strange that she doesn't know where her own story is going*
Patch530: I'm glad too...My all time favorite thing is horror, I just can't get enough of it.
Shot Hunter: Yes, I've done that many times before, which is probably why almost all of my stories are left sitting in the computer, getting moldy from not being used. Of course I have room for you, I make room for everyone. Now you're the last shout-out...you get*searches around and then comes up with a couple of bags of candy*This!
A/N: Another chapter to Eternal Darkness! If there are lots of spelling errors and stuff, I blame it on lack of sleep and tiredness. Anyways, I'm so bad...I didn't even get around to putting all the guys in groups yet. Oh well, tomorrow will be good for that. Since I already know what a few of them are gonna be I'll just use them. Casting Call is still open and if you sent one to me, then you'll be used in this. I think I'll name the stone Transylvanian Eventide Bloodstone. So, here is the next chapter of the story...
Roadtrip leans against the tree next to the grave she is watching. She sighs, looking around the graveyard. Suddenly, a large snowy owl swoops down next to her and hoots.
Roadtrip smirks a little, "I see you're back again. Have more information to tell me, Heimdall?"
The owl hoots some more as it flies onto her shoulder. To the casual observer, it would look as if Roadtrip is talking to herself. The truth is that Roadtrip has the ability to talk to all animals. She inherited this interesting gift from her mother, who had been a witch.
Roadtrip has taken a different path then her mother, though. She has taken the same path her father took, that of a demon hunter.
She closes her eyes with a smile, "Are you going to come out of hiding, Race, or would you rather just sit there all night? Heimdall can see in dark places like that, and I can feel your presence anyways."
Race comes out of the shadows one of the large vaults and sits on a ground near Road's feet, "I see that you still keep many pets."
Heimdall hoots indignantly as Road smirks, "Heimdall doesn't like the term pet. That would mean he is owned by me, and he is not. Heimdall is merely one of my many animal companions."
Race nods, "Does Medda have you looking for the same thing that Kloppman and Denton have sent us after?"
Road pets Heimdall as she thinks, "Medda has us looking for Dracula Reincarnate and the Transylvanian Eventide Bloodstone. We still haven't figured out how to figure out who Dracula Reincarnate is, since we haven't found any books talking of it. We better find them before the other groups do, though. I heard that Raven and the other leaders have sent out people to find them."
Race sighs and runs a hand through his hair, "Yeah...that's about the same as we've gotten so far. I dunno what..."
Race cuts off and they both turn their attention to a vault, where a group of presences has now appeared. Out of the shadows comes a large group of witches. The main one, a girl with auburn hair and dark brown eyes that look almost black, smiles to the two.
She is the first to speak, "Ahhh...Racetrack Higgins and Roadtrip Mendoza, two of New York's finest demon hunters."
Road blinks, "What is it now, Raven? I'm just here because we were told of vampiric activity in the area."
Raven nods, "Yes...and we're the ones who brought you and your demon hunter groups here. We have information on the person you are looking for. We've narrowed the search down and have figured out that DR is a demon hunter in one of your two groups. We haven't been able to get much else except that they would have powers that weren't normal."
Road crosses her arms over chest as she continues leaning against the tree. She looks at Raven curiously, "And why are you telling us this? Why not Jack or Kitty or Spot or Bets?"
A girl with brown hair and blue eyes, Hecate, smirks at Race flirtatiously and then looks at Road, "Well...we told you two because we know we can trust you with the information."
Another girl, this one with auburn hair and gray eyes, nods, "Yes, we discussed it in great detail the other day. Since you can talk to the animals, and the animals are not quick to trust, we believe that you will know how to handle this information."
Road continues petting Heimdall, "I see. Well, thank you for the information, Patch. What do you guys want us to do with the information, though?"
Helen, a witch with black hair and lots of freckles, shrugs, "We don't know. We consulted the great gods of old, but they would only tell us that the one we sought was in your group. They told us to give the information to you and then you would figure out what to do with it."
As suddenly as they came, they disappear. Unfortunately, since Raven is the one who tried to do the spell, they reappear stuck in the tree. Raven flinches, "I told you guys that someone else should do it! I haven't exactly mastered that spell yet."
They disappear again, leaving Race and Road alone. They both exchange glances, wondering what to do with the information that they have been given.
A/N: Tada! Another chapter done from me, and I think I've been updating fairly well. Don't you guys? Well, for shout-outs I think I'm gonna just do them by myself. The newsies are a little mad that I've only put them in for a small bit so far, even though this is a newsies fanfic. I tried to explain that I haven't sorted out who's what yet but they're still mad.
Shinigami nanoda: Yes, I think casting calls are always good. I got your e-mail and I'll be putting your character in either in the next chapter or the chapter after that. I hope it does turn out to be a good story.
Klover: I did get your e-mail as you can see, since she was in this chapter already. I know it's a short little part but there'll be more for her later. I'll think about those for names.
Moonlights Sundance: *nods a couple of times*I got your character and I think she's good. I did mention her, but she'll be in it more when I make longer chapters...
Helena Troy: The witches' coven will have a name...I'm just slow in thinking them up. Yeah, those villagers...both my friend and I have villages in our head. My is really high-tech and stuff but hers keeps getting wiped out by the Dragon Q-Tip and is still stuck in the Middle Ages.
Newsie Miracle: Kay, once I finally figure out what Spot is *hears angry boos from the Newsies*I will put you in. *covers her mouth giggling at her tripping over a table*I saw nothing...
Aguachica: Thank you thank you. I love those types of stories too...maybe that's why I wrote one...Anyways, of course I'm continuing Dangerous Games...I'm just like you guys with not knowing what's gonna happen and so I'd probably die of curiousity if I didn't finish it! *wonders if it's strange that she doesn't know where her own story is going*
Patch530: I'm glad too...My all time favorite thing is horror, I just can't get enough of it.
Shot Hunter: Yes, I've done that many times before, which is probably why almost all of my stories are left sitting in the computer, getting moldy from not being used. Of course I have room for you, I make room for everyone. Now you're the last shout-out...you get*searches around and then comes up with a couple of bags of candy*This!
