A Bit To Far

[Man of Many Murders]

Cowl walked along the base of Mount Immortal. He had no absolute idea of why he really was here. He was just exploring the forest and happened to see the mouantin and headed towards it. Cowl had seen all sorts of creatures in the forest. Some of them friendly and some of them not so much. Cowl had managed to stay away from battles though this whole time. But some things were a bit diffrent along the base of the mouantin. For one there were alot of diffrent creatures that Cowl had never seen before. Their were grypths and a bunch of other differnet sort of immortal creatures. Cowl thought that they were intresting. As he walked towards one of them, the grpth let him approach. This was odd for these kind of creatures since most of them attacked when one approched. But something about Cowl, maybe his smell, let him approach the creature. As he stroked the creatures maine he felt a small pur escape its lips of comfort. Cowl seized the petting as he thought he heard someone behind him. Cowl turned around to see a pack of wolves each of them having beedy red eyes. They weren't normal wolves, more like wolves on steriods. They were huge and siliva came from their mouths as they showed their teeth. Cowl gulped. He doubted he could take them all on. Why did he come so far in this forest. Maybe this wasn't such a smart idea. Cowl grabbed his staff as he readied for the wolves to attack. And they did all six of them charging Cowl at once. As they all pounced on Cowl, he heard the griffith flying away. Leaving him all alone to defend himself. Cowl did his best to counter the wolves but he was brought to the ground as they began bitting into his flesh ripping at his legs. "AHHHA!!!" He shouted in pain as their teeth sank into his arms. The smell of blood by know was very great. And if any vampire happened to be in that dark forest at the time would likly smell the wounded boy. The perfect pray.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

(Wow, you must be really desperate to have Eithne show up, huh? lol)

Eithne sat in a tree nearby, her pupils small as she looked towards the blood that had been spilled already and it was tempting her to come and take this boy and feast upon the sweet crimson elixir but Eithne knew better and she moved down from the tree, a flash of movement and her willowy form came in it's almost dancing gait towards the wolves. She reached for the sword on her back, swinging it wide as she brought it upon the creatures to force them away from the boy. Her red eyes sparkled brilliantly as she began defending the injured student and the enticing scent of blood came at her full force, but she focused more on the wolves instead... the problem would be once the wolves were gone, 'Idiot... he shouldn't be coming this way, anyways...' she thought rather unhappily to herself, she was also a might bit angry at the fact that she was interrupted in her time of quiet while she sat up here on the mountain.

Eithne's fangs were elongated dangerously as her lithe body whipped around in the battle, making a clear circle of safe ground around Cowl, but a sharp pain stuck into Eithne's shoulder. She turned and frowned upon the sight of the growling beast that peirced her flesh, the fabric of her jacket unpeirced but instead dug into the wounds along with the teeth and Eithne pulled herself away from the mighty beast, changing her force and rolling it for a backswipe with Aurora. As the thin, almost delecate looking vampire fought, her breathing stayed steady, showing no signs of strain and her long black hair fell around her face, rippling slightly in a silken mass. She looked towards the boy to make sure he wasn't quite dead yet, Eithne's eyes darkening with her own bloodloss as the wounds slowly began closing up but she snapped attention back to the battle at hand. Some help would be appreciated, though. Apparently teachers found it more suitable to give the vampire student a vile of neverending- but stagnant vial of blood. She resented the taste of it but it was all she had at the moment, other than her little canteen she'd acquired, though Estrik was a rather dissagreeable being.

[Man of Many Murders]

Blood had flowed over Cowls eyes making everything look red when he looked through them. Cowl watched as Eithine came to his aid fighting off the beats. He felt usless staying there unable to do anything. He watched her strike with her sword killing the creatures when one got behind her and then struck creating claw marks on her back. Cowl wished he could do something to help. Anything he could do would be good. But once again he couldn't do anything. Cowl was loosing blood fastly. He was helpless just as he was his entire life. He could never go against someone. He was to weak. He was such an idiot to think he could defend someone else if he couldn't even save himself. Suddenly the wolves attacking Eithne dropped dead each of them had their heads chopped off. Standing above Cowl was a man that made Cowl want to run away. He had black leather pants with a black leather turtle neck shirt. He wore black fingerless gloves and his shirt seemed to be like a cape. His skin was pale vampire white. And his eyes were black like a ravens. His hair was long, black and spiky. But what scared Cowl the most was his smile. He looked like mad man and crazy at that. His smile was demented and insane. He spoke his voice deep and cheerful, "MY, MY.... To think I would find you here." The man crouched over Cowl and rose his left hand into the air dispalying the circle mark with an upside down traingle. "Don't worry... I shall free you soon." He turned to Eithine. "And who might you be?"

((heres the pic of the guy...
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[Indi Christy]

Indi had been wandering the forest. Her sneakers barely made a noise on the soft ground. She felt like she belonged here, in the forest. After all, she had once lived with wolves and she had never really gotten rid of her wolf habits completely. She even often found herself howling at night. She wandered away from the path, her eyes glowing yellow like a cat's to enable her to see in the dark. Suddenly, she heard a commotion ahead. Something told her to follow the noise.

After a few minutes of tracking down the noises, she saw it. The wolves, the two students, and the strange man. By instinct, she changed into a wolf. There was a tingling sensation, she had not shapeshifted in a while. She felt hai grow all over, her clothes evaporating. She grew claws, a tail, long pointed ears, a snout, and fur. She held back the urge to howl, like she had done so many times before.

Looking down, her fur was silvery gray with a white streak running down her shoulders. Her teeth were pearly white, threatening to bite anyone or anything that threatened her. Her shyness melted away, just like her human form had done. A growl escaped her lips as she walked through the bushes. Unlike most wolves, she stood tall, her head held high. She knew wolves traveled in packs and there was a possibility of more wolves coming their way. She looked at the others, her eyes held a friendly look to them, trying to tell them she was a student, not an enemy.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

((The other wolves are dead... sorry to rain on your parade...))

Eithne seemed to ignore the raucous caused by the student whom had just arrived and she looked instead towards the stranger whom was clothed in black. She said not a word, as she had been the entire time she was here at Twilight Moon Academy so it could easily be guessed she was mute. Her dark red eyes watched him, threats in thier depths and death in thier spark. Eithne had drank some blood from a fellow student, Estrik. Due to his blood she was able to speak telepathically but unfortunately, Estrik's blood had faded so that now Eithne was virtually without telepathy. She heard the thoughts of others in whispers deep in the back of her mind but not much else. She'd have to find that Estrik kid soon enough.

Her facial expression towards the newcomer was rather one to say, Who the hell do you think you are but of course the thoughts weren't voiced as Eithne slid her weapon back into place on her back and her hand now rested on her slender hip. Strands of onyx hair fell in her delicate porcelain face and Eithne didn't bother to push them away and clear her vision. She seemed rather comfortable in her ability to protect herself from others, even ones who seemed to scare her fellow students so much.

[Man of Many Murders]

Cowl stayed on the ground as Eithne remained quiet. As another wolf tried to attack and a new comer drove it to the ground. Cowl thought the new comer was an odd girl. And the entire time Cowl was still wondering who this stranger was. He noted the new comer and gave her a smile as well. His smile was wicked like before and as his eyes looked at her body, it gave Cowl the creeps$. The stranger spoke again his voice twisted, "Legion be a dear and transfer for me." Suddenly a voice popped inside Eithne's head. It was sort of like the strangers but it was a bit more demented. Oh hello.... I am called Legion. And you are Eithne vampiress." The voice sounded happy in an odd short of way as it could talk to her through thoughts. The stranger smiled at Eithne.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Eithne looked toward Legion, "So you know my name, perhaps you know a bit more about me, then... like I enjoy privacy within my mind- thank you very much." she smiled rather sardonically before shutting out the newcomer out of her mind. Eithne fealt rather drowzy at the moment, though- due to the loss of blood and her skin appeared less supple than before the wound had been placed on her shoulder. Her skin was rather frightfully pale and dry, her lips thin and cracked on her rather pessimistic expression. She slipped her weapon out of the way on her back as she looked toward the odd man, she knew full well that the guards on her thoughts were unbreakable and much stronger beings had tried to break into it but it was a meaningless attempt if Eithne had her guard up like so.

She looked towards Cowl whom was obviously not quite congenial to this odd man and she figured there was some kind of conflict on the rise, perhaps- or just harsh feelings. The smell of blood was in the air, nonetheless and at that it was the sickeningly enticing smell of Cowl's sweet blood. She had goosebumps up and down her arms as she figured in her mind that something should be done to help the student who essentially seemed to perhaps be bleeding to death if it be let to get that far. She walked towards him silently, her cold hands reached down and picked Cowl up before she flung him over her shoulder, hopefully to find somewhere where his wounds could be tended to.

[Man of Many Murders]

Cowl watched unexpectedly as Eithne lifted him up. She seemed to be worried about him and Cowl didn't know if that was bad or good. But nevertheless anything was better then being with the strager. As Eithne looked at the stranger he smiled. "Ohh I like your barrier Eithne..." He spoke already knowing her hand. "I hope you don't mind me talking to you... And I hate to tell you this, but even though I may not be able to break your barrier..." He paused as his voice erupted in his head. "I can find a hole in it..."

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Eithne chuckled, there would be no holes, it had been tried many a time before and nobody would succeed. Eithne had spent hundreds of years in a world where people would constantly try to manipulate you and bend you to thier will. One certainly adapts to a world like that.

The main problem, though was that Eithne's concentration was already divided due to the blood the dripped on her shoulder, making it harder for her to keep intruders out of her mind at the moment. Her thin hands heald Cowl steady on her shoulders and she looked towards him only momentarily, her previously bright red, glittering eyes were darkened and almost black in color, frighteningly so, actually.

[Man of Many Murders]

Cowl was near the point of blacking out. He didn't know how much he longer he could go on. He was loosing tons of blood at the moment. If it didn't stop soon blackout would follow and after that most likely death. The stranger seemed to have an idea. He pulled out a long silver knife out of his shirt. With a smile he cut his wrist. Blood immediatly began flowing from it. The stranger mearly smiled. He raised it into the air. "MMM... go ahead Eithne. Drink it..." He told her with a wicked smile. The blood to Cowl smelled a weired but it was full of power as if it were the foutain of youth itself.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Eithne released a shuddering breath as the smell of blood grew unbelievably sharper in the air and she looked towards the stranger, wondering why he wanted to badly to get into her head. This meant that most likely- Eithne would want to be far away from this person and she began walking away with Cowl over her shoulder, though it couldn't be said that she didn't ache to taste the blood on her tongue. She brushed her hand over Cowl's hair, a fidgety movement to avoid doing something violent at the moment, she was in need of more blood and she fealt the burning in her veins... dammit! Where was canteen boy when you needed him?

[Man of Many Murders]

The stranger let out a loud evil laugh that echoed through the forest and sent shivers up Cowl's spine. "Oh you wont be able to leave so easily." Suddenly he stood in front of the two of them. He still had his knife in his hand. "Know Ive been fare so far. Ive offered you blood and not only that but I try to understand you. And what do you do? YOU WALK AWAY FROM ME!!!" He shouted at her. "And guess what... You think your so powerful with your mind barrier. Don't make me laugh.... I can kill you without a blink of an eye." The stranger was huffing and looked very angry as he got ahold of himself. "But I can't. Cowl is very important to my plans. And if I am to succed with them I need him. And belive me missy I need you too."

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Eithne tightened her hands on her little bundle of deadweight as she looked towards the stranger, her black eyes narrowed, she remained silent despite the iron smell of blood that stuck in her lungs, trying to choke out any thought or concentration she had left. She instantly hated this person, though- he was speaking down and his tone made it sound like he actually thought he'd get somewhere in his plans. HA! Like anyone would get anywhere with manipulating Eithne one of these days! She almost dropped Cowl, believe it or not and she narrowed her eyes, "You may need this... Cowl boy- but don't think I won't be above killing you AND him if I find the need to do so, in fact, it might be an enjoyable endeavor." she let her thoughts slip through so the stranger could hear them and Eithne smirked, "Now if you would kindly let me pass..." she then started walking around the being whom had seemed to have gotten so angry so quickly.

[Man of Many Murders]

The stranger smiled. "Oh yes I wil let you go. But please oh please remember my name Miss. Vampire. I am Issac son of Jacob Bearer of Legion. And if you don't know that name then go look it up in your text book. I'm sure you will find some information there. Oh and one more thing..." He said lookin at her. "You can't kill me... Ive killed thousands of your kind before. And think about this deeply. Alysdar told me to tell you that you will be seeing eachother very soon. And that you should be happy that he has found someone worthy to allie himself with..."

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Eithne froze, her eyes wide as she looked towards the stranger, "Alysdair?" she asked, her blackened eyes almost fearful at the mentioning of his name, a deep hatred burned in thier depths. It had been the first time she'd spoken in her entire time here at Twilight Moon Academy, her voice quiet, smooth and sweet- desceptive for such a character as herself. She looked towards the ground, rather unhappy at the moment, nonetheless a smirk appeared on her face, "Tell him I look foreward to seeing him again after all this time." her words filled with disdain and it was quite obvious that she planned on killing Alysdair upon thier next meeting.