The Fourth RPG is still excepting members.. Red is a character!
Redaura: Yes I do know you don't like that bit! Dan in the grand scheme of things.. well by the end of this chapter you will know.
Shadow: I do intend to update at least once a week. I am way ahead of the chapter I am on at the moment, due to the fact I was worried about school work piling up and didn't start. Today I finished chapter 9.
PractikalMagik would like all of her readers to know that if I can do a terrible plug then so can she. She is at the moment stuck in the New Forest with only a laptop to arm her so she will be writing a lot.
Kitty Maxwell: *Holds out hands for Ice Cream*
Dolphin: I forgot to use then that's why. I haven't sent this chapter to you, so no checking here, but fuck it. I will let you spell check the next.
Ashley: It's great to hear from you! I suggest if you need him daily then read 1/7th of this every day and then it will be time for the next update. Or gorge. The decision is yours.
Nobody's dream
She turned to him, her face flashing a dark red. He looked slightly amused. She turned her attention back the speaker, Basset on the main stage. "So I am here to dispense with the information our informants have given us."
"You all know our King Luther died. He was the person responsible for this country. He is the reason London is the great city it is." A murmur followed, 'the city of blood'. " He died, so it is claimed from poison. His sons stand accused. One of the sons is as you know married to the son the house of Vaciola."
"The Vaciola, a long standing Vampire gang, from before Rome collapsed. Many followers. They have never liked the Shifters in charge, they may seize power themselves as they are strong and many believe in the 'old way'. Ruthless is the extreme and never surrender. Lead by a Vampire named Rad."
"Rad as far as we know covers his eyes at all times, which can be used to identify him. He has black hair and is about 6'4. His son made the foolish choice of marrying the daughter of the king but we cannot get to her and his mother is unknown. His seconds are Niocoli, black hair black eyes, has Vampire lady, Sashqua, and Li Guan Wu, vampire, brown hair and Chinese."
"The main competition to the Vaciola is the Redferns. Lead by the fiend Ares Redfern. A heartless man who has ruled them since the fall of Rome if not before. He has no female. He is a great believer in art and culture, his intelligence is extraordinary. Second is Troy Redfern. He is of no real importance."
"Nicks, the main shifter party. They have been crippled, I know, by the loss of their leader, and great suspicion against his own son, but they are still extremely strong. They could still keep control. This is, after all, a battle for London."
"Leader at the moment is unsure. The son Timin, is supposedly so. He is a sea serpent shifter, so keep him away from water and you'll live. Second ZaciLeopold, calm gentle and a great father to his many sons. His great weakness you see. Lion shifter."
"The Fireborns. Perhaps the most likely to succeed. The Witches are growing in strength and the circle tells us they will be in control next. However fate can always change. Dark witches, but very powerful."
"Leader Unknown, shrouded in secret. We still have sources looking out for it. Second Kieran Hadley. I think you all remember Kieran from that bar, last year." A mutter and a cough shuffled themselves through the room and several grins plastered themselves on peoples faces.
"My friend s, this leaves only one gang left. The Tamara. Mixed with the resources from all the species, fighting with the help from China to the US, yes my friend we the Tamara are something to be feared."
"Lead by Adeilo and Dan, seconded by Diallo, we shall be victorious."
Talitha thought. Why did Adelio and Dan have no second names. And Dan and Adelio? They were common names, but both were vampire, probably lamia. Talitha sighed.
There was very little hope the Tamara would gain and rule London. They were to small and too absorbed in their own little problems. Each had a past. No one came to the Tamara when they had a choice between them and another.
"You really think so?" A voice hushed in her ear. She jumped and turned to see Dan behind her. First Basset stealing her chair and now the leader eves dropping on her private thoughts. She hated vampires.
"Sorry, losing your chair it must have been such a great tragedy." Talitha turned even redder. Staring at the floor she tried to think so something that he wouldn't bother listening to.
"Who are you?" He asked her while she was still thinking, therefore off guard. She had to think before she answered.
"Talitha Isabella and I don't have a surname."
"Oh you do. Trust me my dear."
She looked at him, interested. She knew nothing of her past. Perhaps he did. Perhaps he was laughing at her thinking this at this very moment.
"I know nothing that I will tell you, maiden." He knows enough to know the meaning to my name, she thought distractedly. He stepped into the light for the first time. His eyes were a glowing yellow, burning, so much like fire, that she stopped and stared. A woman could fall in love with those eyes.
"My lady?" He asked, smiling as the bright fire danced in his eyes. She shook herself out of his eyes. But they caught her again, enchanting her, back into his. The danced, grabbing and spinning about.
Talitha closed her eyes to get away from them, but all she got was the eyes staring at her out of the blackness of her mind. The fire swept forwards and grabbed her absorbing her body and making her mind fall into their rapture.
-*-
Talitha awoke. The sounds of Basset arrived to her gradually as she began to feel her muscles. He seemed faraway as if there was a barrier between them. Opening her eyes she saw fire. Then a face.
Dan was staring down at her from above. His eyes still blazed but not as brightly. "You are awake my lady. You fainted back in the hall. I guess," His eyes flashed a brilliant yellow, " it was the heat." She nodded happy to agree that she hadn't fainted at the sight of him.
His expression changed and she realised he was reading her mind again. Sighing she ignored him and gave up concealing her thoughts. She was in a room, she noticed for the first time, a wooden furnished, comfortably large office. She herself was lying on a sofa, the only one in the office, it was blood red, Dan was sitting at a large mahogany desk in a large padded chair. Basset's voice was still drifting in from behind a solidly built door.
"Thank you, Dan for checking up on me. I really-" He interrupted.
"Drink this." He had moved as fast as.... a vampire, Talitha thought stupidly, over to a cabinet where he poured out a red liquid.
"It's not blood is it?" He snorted, smiling for the first time.
"No. It's Frorside Hydroxide, or Heth, you being a witch should know that." She leaned forward to drink it, then;
"How did you know I was a witch, you didn't even know my name."
"You thought it." Noisy bugger she thought loudly as she could. No in fact she hadn't thought about anything witchlike since she had entered the building. Or all day. Helix was always complaining about it.
"Did not." A small voice inside her head said 'did too'. "And stay out of my head'. She shouted. "I want to leave."
"Drink." She gave him the best evils she had ever given anyone.
"No."
He raised his eyebrow . She drank half the glass in one gulp and ran for the door. He stopped her midway, getting infront of her in less than half a second.
"The rest." She grabbed the glass and stuffed it down her throat choking on the harsh taste. Heth always made her giddy. It may have cured the common cold, but it sure smelled like shit. That's why it was used as a smelling salt.
"Thank you. And in response to your earlier thought" She gave him another evil glare," My name is Dante Meurtrier. Dante means lasting. Dan for short."
-*-
Surprised? Mah hahaha. Son and father have fallen out maybe? HEHEHEHe. Live free or die. We shall see
Redaura: Yes I do know you don't like that bit! Dan in the grand scheme of things.. well by the end of this chapter you will know.
Shadow: I do intend to update at least once a week. I am way ahead of the chapter I am on at the moment, due to the fact I was worried about school work piling up and didn't start. Today I finished chapter 9.
PractikalMagik would like all of her readers to know that if I can do a terrible plug then so can she. She is at the moment stuck in the New Forest with only a laptop to arm her so she will be writing a lot.
Kitty Maxwell: *Holds out hands for Ice Cream*
Dolphin: I forgot to use then that's why. I haven't sent this chapter to you, so no checking here, but fuck it. I will let you spell check the next.
Ashley: It's great to hear from you! I suggest if you need him daily then read 1/7th of this every day and then it will be time for the next update. Or gorge. The decision is yours.
Nobody's dream
She turned to him, her face flashing a dark red. He looked slightly amused. She turned her attention back the speaker, Basset on the main stage. "So I am here to dispense with the information our informants have given us."
"You all know our King Luther died. He was the person responsible for this country. He is the reason London is the great city it is." A murmur followed, 'the city of blood'. " He died, so it is claimed from poison. His sons stand accused. One of the sons is as you know married to the son the house of Vaciola."
"The Vaciola, a long standing Vampire gang, from before Rome collapsed. Many followers. They have never liked the Shifters in charge, they may seize power themselves as they are strong and many believe in the 'old way'. Ruthless is the extreme and never surrender. Lead by a Vampire named Rad."
"Rad as far as we know covers his eyes at all times, which can be used to identify him. He has black hair and is about 6'4. His son made the foolish choice of marrying the daughter of the king but we cannot get to her and his mother is unknown. His seconds are Niocoli, black hair black eyes, has Vampire lady, Sashqua, and Li Guan Wu, vampire, brown hair and Chinese."
"The main competition to the Vaciola is the Redferns. Lead by the fiend Ares Redfern. A heartless man who has ruled them since the fall of Rome if not before. He has no female. He is a great believer in art and culture, his intelligence is extraordinary. Second is Troy Redfern. He is of no real importance."
"Nicks, the main shifter party. They have been crippled, I know, by the loss of their leader, and great suspicion against his own son, but they are still extremely strong. They could still keep control. This is, after all, a battle for London."
"Leader at the moment is unsure. The son Timin, is supposedly so. He is a sea serpent shifter, so keep him away from water and you'll live. Second ZaciLeopold, calm gentle and a great father to his many sons. His great weakness you see. Lion shifter."
"The Fireborns. Perhaps the most likely to succeed. The Witches are growing in strength and the circle tells us they will be in control next. However fate can always change. Dark witches, but very powerful."
"Leader Unknown, shrouded in secret. We still have sources looking out for it. Second Kieran Hadley. I think you all remember Kieran from that bar, last year." A mutter and a cough shuffled themselves through the room and several grins plastered themselves on peoples faces.
"My friend s, this leaves only one gang left. The Tamara. Mixed with the resources from all the species, fighting with the help from China to the US, yes my friend we the Tamara are something to be feared."
"Lead by Adeilo and Dan, seconded by Diallo, we shall be victorious."
Talitha thought. Why did Adelio and Dan have no second names. And Dan and Adelio? They were common names, but both were vampire, probably lamia. Talitha sighed.
There was very little hope the Tamara would gain and rule London. They were to small and too absorbed in their own little problems. Each had a past. No one came to the Tamara when they had a choice between them and another.
"You really think so?" A voice hushed in her ear. She jumped and turned to see Dan behind her. First Basset stealing her chair and now the leader eves dropping on her private thoughts. She hated vampires.
"Sorry, losing your chair it must have been such a great tragedy." Talitha turned even redder. Staring at the floor she tried to think so something that he wouldn't bother listening to.
"Who are you?" He asked her while she was still thinking, therefore off guard. She had to think before she answered.
"Talitha Isabella and I don't have a surname."
"Oh you do. Trust me my dear."
She looked at him, interested. She knew nothing of her past. Perhaps he did. Perhaps he was laughing at her thinking this at this very moment.
"I know nothing that I will tell you, maiden." He knows enough to know the meaning to my name, she thought distractedly. He stepped into the light for the first time. His eyes were a glowing yellow, burning, so much like fire, that she stopped and stared. A woman could fall in love with those eyes.
"My lady?" He asked, smiling as the bright fire danced in his eyes. She shook herself out of his eyes. But they caught her again, enchanting her, back into his. The danced, grabbing and spinning about.
Talitha closed her eyes to get away from them, but all she got was the eyes staring at her out of the blackness of her mind. The fire swept forwards and grabbed her absorbing her body and making her mind fall into their rapture.
-*-
Talitha awoke. The sounds of Basset arrived to her gradually as she began to feel her muscles. He seemed faraway as if there was a barrier between them. Opening her eyes she saw fire. Then a face.
Dan was staring down at her from above. His eyes still blazed but not as brightly. "You are awake my lady. You fainted back in the hall. I guess," His eyes flashed a brilliant yellow, " it was the heat." She nodded happy to agree that she hadn't fainted at the sight of him.
His expression changed and she realised he was reading her mind again. Sighing she ignored him and gave up concealing her thoughts. She was in a room, she noticed for the first time, a wooden furnished, comfortably large office. She herself was lying on a sofa, the only one in the office, it was blood red, Dan was sitting at a large mahogany desk in a large padded chair. Basset's voice was still drifting in from behind a solidly built door.
"Thank you, Dan for checking up on me. I really-" He interrupted.
"Drink this." He had moved as fast as.... a vampire, Talitha thought stupidly, over to a cabinet where he poured out a red liquid.
"It's not blood is it?" He snorted, smiling for the first time.
"No. It's Frorside Hydroxide, or Heth, you being a witch should know that." She leaned forward to drink it, then;
"How did you know I was a witch, you didn't even know my name."
"You thought it." Noisy bugger she thought loudly as she could. No in fact she hadn't thought about anything witchlike since she had entered the building. Or all day. Helix was always complaining about it.
"Did not." A small voice inside her head said 'did too'. "And stay out of my head'. She shouted. "I want to leave."
"Drink." She gave him the best evils she had ever given anyone.
"No."
He raised his eyebrow . She drank half the glass in one gulp and ran for the door. He stopped her midway, getting infront of her in less than half a second.
"The rest." She grabbed the glass and stuffed it down her throat choking on the harsh taste. Heth always made her giddy. It may have cured the common cold, but it sure smelled like shit. That's why it was used as a smelling salt.
"Thank you. And in response to your earlier thought" She gave him another evil glare," My name is Dante Meurtrier. Dante means lasting. Dan for short."
-*-
Surprised? Mah hahaha. Son and father have fallen out maybe? HEHEHEHe. Live free or die. We shall see