Ive introduced two characters (Melchior and Kull) that will be important to the story so please dont kill them off, at least not yet.
Melchior: very old friend of mine, been through many battles together and I treat him like a brother.
kull: the greatest warrior of the werewolf clan and bodyguard to the king.
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Beginning Posts:
TheMythLives: POST OF IMPORTANCE
Zach swam in the cold waters heading to the dock, he would often swim on his back trying to figure out if the clouds would part before he was able to make it. Eventually, the moon borke through, but no matter, he wasn't a slave to it as his brothers were. He could turn at anytime he wanted, be as big as a bear or an average sized dog, but he didn't care. He couldn't stop thinking about all these patrols, he had remembered last time he was in London, the patrols were crazy. If he were noticed tonight, things would not end well, he considered what he just said and laughed, he was in the middle of the ocean swimming toward the docks.
Zach finally made it to shore, where he was pulled up from the dock and dropped. He was surprised that he was pulled up and looked upon his helper. It was a vampire and apparently down the dock, there was a car.
We have a car ready for you The vampire began to walk toward the car and Zach quickly followed. But was heavily confused, how did they know he would be their? He hadn’t told anyone.
How did you know that I was arriving?
Just get in the car The vampire said, as Zach slid in the back of the vehicle.
A lead car escorted them.
But that was all he would see as the Vampires darkened the cars windows. After a little while of driving, not too far, but far enough. The door opened and Zach could see where they were at now… The vampire compound, probably a bad idea, but there still was a treaty.
Wait here, you will be called shortly. The Vampire driver said.
Zach looked around and sat down on the car’s trunk, while he waited for the meeting to start. The sun had begun to come out, but was still fighting off the darkness.
FIRST ACT OF NATURE:
NATURE:
(*****Everyone must head to London right now, for the Vampire and Werewolf Peace Talks. The Talks will be held in the Vampires London Compound. However, Werewolves cannot enter yet, Vampires can. Werewolves will be told when to enter by ToTheTenthPower or King John****)
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JACKFLAP POST OF IMPORTANCE
The flight to London was a pleasant one. Skyler had partied with his brothers well into the early morning hours and told them he had go to Maine be with his sick mother. A sick lie, he knew it, but it was the only one he could come up with on such short notice. Had he told them what he was about to do, it would've been nothing but trouble.
It was better this way. He wanted to know why his clan seemed to rank on the King's pay no mind list. Sure, he made sure they had plenty of money but anything beyond that seemed off limits. They were kept in the dark about most things and it really ticked him off. The last event, one of his brothers being cut down in a strip club by a vampire, was too much.
As he drew nearer to the compound he could see someone sitting on the trunk of a jet black BMW. To him, that car was right in front of where the compound should be. He slowed down and gazed harder. He began to focus on the subject and conjured his heightened senses. His nostrils flared and eyes narrowed. He sensed a werewolf.
As he turned and began his ritualistic walking he almost walked right into the guy who was now standing directly in front of him. He instinctively thrust his hand under his jacket and grabbed hold of the grip on his pistol. The guy was amazingly fast and disarmed him before he could blink. Skyler stood frozen before a werewolf of old, a werewolf of the bloodline of Elizabeth. A Black Dog. Skyler was no match for this guy and he waited for his next move. He could only pray that whatever was going on, didn't have anything to do with his clan's demise.
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MR. TOODLES: POST OF IMPORTANCE
I was sitting in the compound, starting to get impatient. "What is the friggin hold up"? I screamed at no one. Not expecting a reply.
"Zacharia has arrived" shouted a loud voice.
This meeting was made into such a huge deal but it meant nothing to me, honestly. A bunch of dogs are going to be entering our sacred home just so we can tell them to chill out. I looked out one of the huge, stained glass windows to get a good look at the werewolf Zecharia leaning against the back of his car.
I glanced out the window again, the werewolf was gone. Where had he gone? I didn't hear the permission being given for them to enter the compound. Maybe I should alert them that something is up.
I turned to the hunter vampire sitting next to me. He was part of the Marcus bloodline and one of the newest members. Only 78 years old. "Andrew, keep an eye out this window. That werewolf has disappeared and I don't like the way this looks". I said. Andrew replied "Yes, sir".
I got up and moved to the table across the hall. It was a glorious site to see all these vampires converging at one place. This has not happened in so many years. To know we are strong still was reassuring. I was beginning to think I was the only clan leader who had sense left.
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JOHN Q: POST OF IMPORTANCE
The door to our room swung open and in walked Kull, one of our greatest warriors that ever battled against the vampires.
You two better look at this he said, shoving the paper into my hand.
Its from the Vampires, they want to meet with us he continued.
I looked down at the piece of paper in my hand; they’d requested a meeting in London at one of their compounds.
It could be a trap sire said Melchior.
Maybe, my old friend but we are going anyway I replied.
Kull, get the cars ready, make sure we are carrying weapons I said as I turned back towards the window Im not letting any blood sucker get the better of me, not tonight
We left in convoy later that night for our two hour road trip to London. There were two armoured cars in front and two behind us as we travelled along the motorways in our blacked out Mercedes. Thoughts went through my mind as to what the Vampires wanted.
As we arrived and pulled up to the compound gates you could feel the tension in the air. There were guards everywhere we looked. But we were ready for anything. The cars came to a halt and we turned off the engines and lights. We watched and waited.
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ToTheTenthPower: POST OF IMPORTANCE
A modern breakthrough in Vampire technology, it had been in the works for decades before it was finally installed and working properly. It consisted of a translucent material which wrapped the top of the building. It allowed light to pass through yet reflected the harmful UV rays that meant certain death for any Vampire caught in them
The hunt for them had been long and extensive. Quite frankly Magnus was getting tired of loosing good men to unworthy opponents. These new breeds of Vampire and Werewolf had no respect for the old ways, no love for their heritage and perhaps most disturbing of all, they did not obey when given orders.
Of Course Sire, everything is as you have planned. Our hunters will be posted at all entrances as well as in the research facilities and any other vital parts of the compound. Also, Zaio is also finishing preparations on Black Stone, and it will be ready for when our guests arive.
Wonderful Frederick, and Zoe? How is her research doing?
She is presently in America doing joint research with our New York Division and should arrive shortly before dawn.
Good, I want her present at the meeting, any word on when the Lycans are set to arrive?
During daylight hours of course, always need to make an entrance, foul beasts.
Easy Frederick, our goal is not to have another war, you know as well as I do the consequences of something like that. Let us hope that things go well.
Continued:
[edit on Aug 25th 2009 by TheMythLives]
That morning before they broke camp. Sebastian noticed a wolf up on a small
knoll near their campsite just sitting there watching them. 
The night air was cold, still and damp. The moon was full and the night was
calm. They made camp in a heavily wooded area with very little snow on the ground. They sat and talked for hours about what Sebastian was going to do
once he finished his tour in Vietnam. They agreed that he would go on to attend University. His grandfather made him promise then suddenly stopped
talking and got real quiet. 
The beast lunged with its massive paw wide open with its claws out aiming
for Ezekiel's head. Faking right then going left he avoided the swipe dropping low he kicked his leg out while spinning around and swept the beasts
feet off the ground it fell back hard hitting the ground with a loud thud. In one motion Ezekiel rolled in stabbing it twice with a backhanded motion
once in the chest and the second time in it's shoulder. He quickly rolled away and jumped up. The campfire light reflected in the blood glistening on
his knife as the beast rose to it's feet. Growling it quickly lunged again his grandfather stepped to one side and thrust his knife deep into the
chest of the large wolf like figure. 
Getting past the compounds vast and advanced security and surveillance
systems may have seemed impossible to many. Fortunately most if not all the of the equipment they used was either designed or manufactured by
Secure-Tech a subdivision of Vera-Tech which Slayer just happened to own. He knew the bypass codes. 
Being able to tap into the compounds vast surveillance network made
Slayer's job all the more easier. Through tapping their network he had access to all of their cameras and audio recording equipment. 
Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a small remote control. With his
thumb he flicked up the toggle cover and thumbed the red button. Off in the distance he could hear several muffled explosions from outside.
Simultaneously the city’s main power supply line to the compound was severed and the interior primary back up power generator was fried. Slayer
waited as the power faded and the emergency lights kicked on. 
Slowly skirting along the wall he made his way back to the elevator. Setting
the Thompson off to the side, he needed to use both hands to pry the doors open. He was about to look down the shaft when a large clawed hand grabbed
him by the throat and shoved him backwards against the wall with enough force to drive him through the drywall into the adjacent office. The force of
the impact almost knocked the wind out of him. He struggled to reach his pistol. He was then flung violently sideways like a rag doll. 
Turning away he covered his eyes and listened for the tell tale bang. Then
he ran into the room. Hanging upside down from the ceiling the creature was not affected by the flash bang one bit. It didn't matter Slayer had his
head at point blank range and fired off 7 rounds rapidly. The creatures head came apart splattering blood and matter all over the walls. Slayer backed
up and changed clips as the body fell and crumpled on the floor. 
With a tremendously jarring action he was grabbed from behind and thrown
against some filing cabinets. Something grabbed his backpack, picked him up with it and flung him through a closed door head first. His helmet
shattered the door as he broke through and landed on his chest with a thud. Catching his breath he quickly rolled over and fired off a small three
round burst. He landed one in the head and two in the chest. The impacts from the high velocity rounds knocked the creature back a few feet against
the wall. Trying not to give away his position by firing anymore rounds than he had to. He tossed the Thompson to one side. 
Unslinging his Thompson he barely had time to gain his bearings when he
heard a loud shriek from behind. He spun around and squeezed off a few rounds knocking the creature back a bit. 
Zach seeing the human lower his weapon thought to himself how brave or
stupid of him... 
Slayer made his way to a manhole opening about a hundred yards further down
the sewer. Making sure he would not be seen he quickly climbed out and ran down a nearby side street to where he had parked. Removing all his gear he
closed the trunk and drove off. The adrenaline rush he had been on slowly faded and he felt drained as the sun slowly rose. 
Being overly tired and sore Slayer was slightly startled by the computers
voice. Accepting his response as a reply the doors unlocked. The flats automated environmental controls activated. The lights came on and classic rock
started playing. Led Zeppelin's Stairway to Heaven was on. He walked in and went straight for the bar. Grabbing a bottle of scotch he filled a glass
with some ice from the dispenser poured himself a full glass. Taking the bottle with him. He walked passed a portrait of his grandfather on his way to
the office and master bedroom upstairs. 
Walking into the adjacent master bathroom he removed his shirt, raising his
right arm he twisted to the side. He Looked into the mirror, he could see the purplish black signs of severely bruised ribs. 
