What a great time for a reunion (Shael and Morire)

(My plan is for at least one of you to catch Creator in the act of drinking the blood of another.)

It happened suddenly and yet the symptoms of it about to occur were all there. When he woke up his eyes were zoomed into the wall scaring him and making him jump out the bed at in human speeds, and because he did this without realizing it he slammed into a wall. His fangs punctured his bottom lip and he was now in a frenzy of rage on the floor. He finally calmed down and looked into the bathroom at the wounds.

"It can't be that time already." Eeli whined as he stared at his glowing red eyes.

His fangs had now returned to it's normal size and his skin was becoming more vibrant and glow like. Then as he began to calm down a subtle smell invaded his scent. It was a smell he never wanted to smell because it always brought out the worst in him. The foul stench of copper filled his nostrils and invaded his now hungry stomach. Just as quick as it came though it went, and this made Eeli very happy for the moment.



The sun burned his backside as he walked through the crowds of people. He was in a black tank top and some white Khaki shorts that stopped just under his knees. His black and white Osiris high tops clung tightly to his ankles as he swayed down the street. HIs hair was wild and puffy as if he had just woken up. The wind blew against it causing clumps of it to blow with it.

He was ready to have a good time today despite the fact that his body was extra sensitive to everything. He could hear everyone around him and his nose caught every smell around him, some better than others. He was about to be at his destination when an immense pain washed over his stomach area. He stumbled a few steps as he leaned for a nearby wall.

The pain dissipated after a few minutes and Eeli went back to walking to his destination. He stopped in front of a Wendy's and quickly ran in to get some food. He was starving and didn't really know why. As a matter of fact he couldn't remember most of last night...all he remembered was bitting something. As this thought coursed through his mind the tv blared with an urgent call from the News.

"Oh Shit." Eeli whispered as he read the topic for the message.

5 People found dead and drained of blood last night

"When the cops arrived to move the bodies all that was there was skeletons of what used to be human beings, investigators have yet to know what could have caused them to disappear so fast." Continued the news lady.

Eeli's face fell into a deep shock as he realized what he did last night. He backed away slowly as the man came out with his food and handed him his bag. He ran out the Wendy's and began to quickly walk down the street.

"Why must I have to feed now." Eeli whined as he continued to walk.

As he rushed through the crowds a smell filled his nostrils. It wasn't like most of the smells in his nose, this one was somewhat familiar. He turned to see himself looking into a coffee shop and unknowingly staring dead at the Dreaded doctor Viekke. At first he was somewhat unrecognizable but the smell that rolled off of him was enough of a signal to let Eeli know who he was especially when the doctor had that satchel from before on the table which was what was holding the majority of the smells in his nose.

Eeli quickly tried to duck between people in an attempt to not be noticed by the doctor at the moment, although he wouldn't be recognized on first sight the faces he made would've made the doctor know who he was.

”Hey Shane, you okay?” Jordan would ask with a worried expression upon his face, the dark brown haired male looking to the tan skinned male with concern. Something about him was different and he did not like the look of it, something was bothering him. Jordan and Shael for the most part were mere opposites when it came to choice in clothing, Jordan wearing what looked like a simple white polo shirt and tan colored cargo pants, with a nice jacket over the shirt. Shael on the other hand was dressed in simple camo shorts, a black band shirt and a puke green jacket over that one, giving him sort of a punkish appearance. Both were about the same age, though Jordan was around an inch shorter than his friend. ”Yo, earth to Shane.” Jordan noted out loud snapping a finger trying to get his attention.

Shael snapped out of his stupor looking to the male with the usual toothy grin, canines looking sharp as daggers. "Um, nope nothing at all.” He would say reflexively trying not to draw anymore undue suspicion upon himself, yet the smell of blood he could not shake. It smelled just like the scene that he had walked upon not too long ago, with the five bodies drained of all their blood. It was hard not to take in deep breaths of the strange scent, and then run off full force after it, when he was having so much fun hanging out with his best friend. ”Just trying not to forget everything Matt taught me?” He would say trying to dirvert attention from well…himself. Jordan raised a brow before seeming to remember something.

”Oh right, that makes sense, Spanish is kinda hard to remember, at your age I guess.” He would note rustling the little kids hair lightly, causing a small amount of color to form within the kids cheeks as he seemed to hide that instantly with the fluffy sleeves of his jacket. ”So, how bout we get something to eat? I’m kinda hungry and I’m sure you are too.” he said with a tone that sounded like the kid was always hungry.

”Yeah!” Shael would say cheering lightly with a small fist pump as what looked a Wendy’s came into view, Jordan withdrawing a small wallet and both walked in. It only took a few minutes, and all Shael smelt was that bloody scent. Even when they had gotten their food, he found himself following that scent, and that was when Jordan was glad he chose to have their food to go. Shael was walking fast as he ended up walking into the one that smelled of that scent and without even thinking a low growl rippled from his throat, sounding like a wolf.

”Woah Shane, did you just growl at that guy?”

Hmmmm, Master... a quiet voice whispers into the Doctor's ear, I recognize a scent... From your lab, The intruder. The one that killed the woman you suspended... He was here. I can still smell him.

The doctors glasses flash, reflecting the fluorescent lights as he scans the room... Two men are leaving, both have bioelectric currents were flashing like strobe lights... a pair of metas...

Quietly the doctor gathers his satchel and his coffee, and follows. Silutilis, who had been disguised as a small white finch takes to the air, flying up after Mor walks through door, watching carefully the pair of people that had left. Using the telekinesis ability that comes naturally to him as breathing the doctor flicks a opalescent orb up to the bird in case he needs sudden cover

The ground began to twist wildly and he stumbled with every step as he tried to keep steady. The sun was now behind a building and quickly dropping. Suddenly the smell of that dreaded satchel began to rush in his nostrils. In his rush to escape he ran into some kid who growled at him. Eeli looked back with wild blood thirsty eyes in an attempt to warn him to not bother Eeli. He then continued to walk away and quickly turned into a nearby alley. The second he was close enough to the back wall he fell to the floor and ate his food...it didn't settle his hunger, just made him want it more.

Just as he was about to run back to his apartment the smell of a vampire filled his nostrils. He walked up to him quickly and grabbed eeli shoulders. His had snapped behind to a set of snow blue eyes that were locked with his blood red eyes. It took Eeli but a second and the man was slammed into the ground with Eeli's fang deep into his neck.

Before Shael could even realize it, he had indeed growled at the guy and the look that Jordan was giving him did not help. Looking apologetically at his friend, he seemed to ignore the deadly glare that was thrown at him by the vampiric being, yet the smell he could not really shale that smell of blood and the faintest hint of….bitter almond. ”I uhm…..didn’t mean to?” Shale would say with a weak chuckle trying to shake that off as a simple accident, and so far that seemed to go well enough. Jordan would chuckle awkwardly, running fingers through the back of his hair, and for the most part seemingly forget all that had happened. So the two would end up picking a nice place to sit and then devour the food they had gotten, Shael doing so first while Jordan seemed to only pick at the food for the most part; in the end the feral child ended up devouring everything.

”Well I’ll see ya later, supposed to be home doing whatever.” He said with a wave of his hand leaving Shael to do whatever it was that he was going to do, and that was following the strange scent. Hands digging deeply into the pockets of his shorts, Shael found himself once again following that strange aroma, searching and pondering over it. The wild child shifted into a wolf as soon as he could walk into a dark alleyway, fur an amalgamation of strange colors, and in an instant he was off, smelling for that strange scent. When he once again encountered the scent, what the male saw was someone sinking teeth into a persons neck, and he instantly began to growl, as the wolf emerged from the shadows. It was a wolf of intimidating size, with strange multicolored fur and dark eyes.

Doctor Mor's aviary companion swoops down, It is a blood drinker, The one that disrupted your works, The finch's feathers melt and reform, turning into black silky fur, Silutilis yawns, flexing its three inch long claws and baring its sharp, curved fangs. It is eating right now...

The doctors face becomes resolute, and he picks up speed. Shael will notice that the smell of almonds grows, tinged with a hint of rot, the Black Doctor flicks his wrist and the bracer on his arm glows with a darkened light, as the wristguard disappears, a staff of blackthorn wood manifests in his palm...

He rounds the corner and takes in the scene... His lips twitch briefly into a tiny smile as he looks upon the hero feeding upon an innocent "Ah... well then" the doctor says softly as he twirls the five foot long piece of magical wood "You must have tried so hard to resist all of the blood you tore out of my patient..."

The wood stops spinning, pointing directly at Eeli, and the cat with bat wings rises back arching, hissing loudly. The doctors other hand slips down and presses three buttons on his cell phone. Sending a preprepared message to Hel and Michael, "I have discovered one of the assailents, Please send assistance."

He remained unsure of her situation at the moment, she found herself detained by a rather angry little creature. Or rather... an angry little twin brother. The bastard had caught on to her existence much sooner than she anticipated, his grasp of the occult allowed him to detect her essence through some form of magical scrying, and it was not looking very good for Helena at the moment. She brought up her sword, yet Silus' gauntlet sparked with electricity, a look of pure anger on his face as he shattered the nether blade. Hel's pupils constricted as he silver eyes met with Silus' silver eyes, displaying his rage and Titanic prowess as Nether empowered his strikes. This child intended...to kill her? To say she expected this of her seemingly oh so innocent twin was to lie to whomever heard her. She cursed herself, she was ill prepared...she fought the wolves and blasted them to shreds, nearly killing the silver one and the black one before the rainbow one began healing them with a strange light, and left Hel to be dealt with by Silus himself...and not just Hel, but her three Cryptid children as well. Her phone buzzed, and she formed a wall of Nether, looking to her children and nodding. The time had come and Morire needed her help. Hel was not one to go back on her word. She would send assistance.... bit the assistance would only come as her three Cryptid children.

Spring-Heeled Jack, Mothman and the mysterious Old Shuck all left, using the mothman's teleportation power to vanish. Hel quickly typed in a response and tossed her phone at Silus, whom blew the thing to bits with the gauntlet around his hand. I'm a little busy. It seems my dearest brother has found out I'm alive. I'd love to be there for you, but I'm afraid I'm in for the night of my life here at home. But don't worry, I still send my love <3 Hel's message read, meaning that soon...VERY soon her three Cryptids would appear, and assist The good Doctor in his plans.

Cryptid's will arrive in three posts

Eeli was finished with his meal but it was too late. The Dr had found him and he was swinging some big stick towards him. When he stopped at Eeli he made the biggest most incorrect assumptions ever made. Eeli stood up as the body caught fire and left nothing but a skeleton on the ground.

"First off it wasn't that hard to not eat her because I don't drink human blood, I drink vampire blood, and to add to that I only drink blood for one week every two months."

Eeli licked his lips as the pain subsided for the moment. He took a deep breath and stared at the cat hissing at him. Eeli reached for his bag of food and thought of the energy that he felt when he opened his book bag for his suit. A ominous blue light blew out of the bag followed by streams of darkness that wrapped around him. As he transformed he noticed a wolf appear from the darkness, the smell of the wolf was familiar and once the beast growled he figured it was the guy from earlier.

The large wolf smelt another familiar scent, one that drew his attention for a moment and caused a low growl to ripple from him as well, looking upon the doctor before turning back to the vampire. Something about the cat that accompanied him was strange enough, perhaps something about it caused Shael to shudder lightly and consider running. Yet the blood scent was something that kept him there, as if tugging upon some kind of primal string that would urge him forward into the hunt, into the kill. Heroics were a rather strange concept to the male and as far as he knew, he was raised to believe that humans and anything not an ethereal were beneath him. While the belief was not completely evident, it was there nonetheless and that was enough really. The wolf would begin to circle the male that fed upon the fallen one, barely paying any attention to what was said.

The Doctor's cat arches its neck, as the dog gazes at it, a thick line of scar tissue on its shoulder appears only for an instant, then disappears.

"Pity," the doctor says, as he looks at the phone's message and a very creepy smile comes over his face... is that emotion... Joy? "I'm afraid that a vampire would be more interesting than a vampiric cannibal... A vampire's power would be a welcome addition to my own...." he glares at Creator, as if disappointed

"You will no longer be allowed to wander haphazardly around the city, killing as you wish... I must stop you." The doctor flings a dozen vials into the air, the poison within trails behind the smokey glass vials. Defying gravity the millions of droplets instead float up and form a giant web, each droplet about an inch from every other droplet, a beautiful shimmering dome of poison droplets suspended in such a way that none can possibly escape by normal means without being exposed to the toxins.

Eeli watched as the doctor talked as If he could beat him. Eeli was in a fit of rage last time he fought Dr. Viekke, but this time he was calm and collected....for the moment. The Dr. let several vials of some kind of substance into the air. The smell of the substance when it formed itself and floated above Eeli was too much. He knew then it was harmful and he knew that the Dr. was going to try to kill him...even though he had already made that known.

"Looks like you got some new toys." Eeli said with a smirk as he reached for his bandaged wrist.


He rubbed his hand then swung it towards the doctor. A blade shot out from his wrist and wrapped around his arm Molding itself into the bandages up to his elbow. The end of the crescent like blade was two feet in front of Eeli. He turned and looked at the wolf who was slowly stalking him. He wasn't going to make a move towards it till he knew he could avoid a potential attack from both Dr. Viekke and this wolf, if need be. He then formed the same weapon on his left leg from back of the heel to the back of knee. The point was just under the joint so he could still move.

"Ready when y'all are." Eeli said with a slight tone of fear.

He truly didn't want to fight two people at once with the state he was in. At any point in time he could thirst again and that would mess up everything. The guy he drank wasn't that strong so he would only last for like another two hours at the most. But he knew that his main opponent was the Dr. the wolf would probably jump in when it could strike and get away with it, if it was smart like that, so all he had to do was quickly take out the dr. and his pet and then he could talk to the wolf, mammal to...mammal.

It was the scent of the web that was forming that kept the wolf from making any immediate attacks, nose crinkling up as the droplets formed the construct. There was also the blade that the strange blood drinker had formed, one that Shael had a feeling could do some damage if it made any contact with him. It seemed that he would have to go at this more carefully than usual, not put himself in any life threatening danger. The wolf hovered just outside the range of the battle, eyes narrowed as if looking for who would be best to attack and to use the phrase that Fera would throw around; who deserved it.

"Ah, pardon if I do not simply charge into melee combat with an armed bloodsucking fiend." The doctor points out, and stands facing you. His eldrich staff flickering with bolts of black and green lightning.

Silutilis' eyes are full of glowing yellow hate, and its mouth gapes widely, as it hisses a small stream of greyish purple poison is launched across the distance, attempting to strike creator in the eyes or mouth. The doctor's hand is quick, spinning a tiny vial into the stone, sending a silvery white goop away, trying to coat Creators feet in it.

"Lets restrain you shall we?" The doctor says after the goop fully spreads, and begins to harden into a substance harder than steel.

The poison shot at eeli but he quickly tilted his head to the side and dodged the narrow stream of acid poison. Eeli swung his hand down to the ground and flipped himself into the air just under the web of poison. He then looked below and took his weapons and changed them into a bow and arrow. He landed on a trash can next to him and shot three arrows at Dr.Viekke at once. They were aimed at his feet and his hand which held a giant stick.

The staff's flickering black and green arcs suddenly weave into bolts of deadly magic, three bolts separate from the top of the staff, spreading like a shield in front of the doctor's body, and  blasting into each arrow, disintegrating the ballistics utterly. "Pathetic."

Silutilis smiles a Cheshire grin from the shoulder of the villain, as the doctor begins making eldritch sigils in the air with his right hand, the left still holding the staff.

Spinning his right wrist and shoving his hand down and forward the doctor rasps something in an impossible string of syllables, sending it towards the bow wielding man. Suddenly the ground of the ally begins to writhe and bubble, as if alive and boiling.

From the ground, wrist thick chains, forged of solid gold links, lash out and upward with a mind of their own, each of the six chains acting in tandem, attempting to ensnare the assailant within their acidic and sturdy bonds.