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Title: Death Manor
Description: and everything was going so well...


Templar - November 19, 2006 06:01 AM (GMT)
Thunder outside rumbled loudly as the storm raged on, the raindrops taping against the glass of the windows with a pitter-patter. The lord of the household sat in a plush chair, his best velvet jacket and slippers snuggly worn on his aged frame. He swirled a glass of red wine in a delicate etched glass as he spoke to his guests.

That man's name was Albreach Wellingford, the seventy year old very British owner of the Wellingford Manor. The Manor sat imbedded in a mountain side surrounded by a venerable forest of evergreens and a nearby lake. The normally pretty and serene environment was a nightmare compared to its regular self; the 'dark and stormy' night was making it look like something directly out of Bram Stoker novel.

Vincent crouched in the basement of the manor, busing himself with something on the floor. His head was bent low, slowly moving up and down. He lifted his head and stood up, brushing his black suit off. Fresh blood from the manor guard he had just killed dribbling from his lips. He spat out the crimson fluid, taking the bitter taste of a smoker out of his mouth.

He was there that night for a few reasons. His main concern was the guests the old man was entertaining tonight, a sizable group of FVZA agents called to the manor for as of yet unknown reasons. The second was the threat the agents posed to his nearby hideout.

Several dark clothed individuals ghosted out of the darkness of the cellar behind Vincent. Wiping the remaining blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, he stepped forward towards the stairs leading to the ground floor.

Edit by Cyber78: This is the Aurora, Montana mission.

Dart - November 22, 2006 02:21 AM (GMT)
One of the figures was a vampire by the name of Dart, he was wearing all black and had three throwing knifes on his belt, he also had a handgun with three bullets in it which another vampire had made him take with him. Dart was considering his position, after the letter he sent to the FVZA he hoped that they would look into his past and find the drug charge which would hae a fingure print to match on.
He decided to play along with the plan of the others until he had to make his final decision. he looked up at the master of the pack and him in a tone of loathing
"So, Why again are we here, and what do the FVZA agents have to do with us they are after the werewolf or monster or whatever it is that is killing the people in town."

Templar - November 22, 2006 03:11 AM (GMT)
Vincet stopped mid-step and turned aroud slowly. Dart had spoken up.

"Do you listen?" the bloodsucker hissed at the younger vampire. "FVZA, our enemy, is here tonight in force. We take them out here, we neutralize a threat. This is our mission from Order command. Period."

Vincent walked up to Dart and stood eye to eye with him. The leader of the pack was an inch taller. Not much, but enough to instill that 'alpha male' feeling.

Ashi Tohya - November 22, 2006 03:14 AM (GMT)
Ashi growled something under his breath. "This isn't doing anything to help." Ashi said in a low voice. He walked over slowly to where they both stood and said. "How bout we work together and not against each other."

Templar - November 22, 2006 03:24 AM (GMT)
Ashi was right, Vincent knew. Something about uppity youngsters always got him going. He nodded at Ashi and snorted in Dart's face. He turned back over to the stairs and silently made his way up.

(Meanwhile, in the living room of the Manor)

Wellingford sipped at his wine and relaxed. Several FVZA agents sat around on the couches and chairs provided by the gracious host, laughing at the story the old man had just re-told. The agents were staying at the Manor until morning, when they would investigate the surrounding area and check for any signs of their enemies.

(Back at the top of the steps)

A Manor guard, dressed in a thick grey sweater, passed by the cellar door talking softly into a radio. Vincent waited till he passed into the next room and eased the door open. The pack moved out into the main foyer.

Dart - November 22, 2006 03:55 AM (GMT)
Dart muttered a swear under hid breath and fallowed for now.

Cyber78 - November 22, 2006 04:06 AM (GMT)
OOC: I promise to jump into this mission tommorow when I'm not passed out from Chinese food.

Templar - November 22, 2006 04:10 AM (GMT)
Vincent didn't know exactly wear Wellingford was, but before the old man died this night the pack had to find and neutralize as many agents as they could before this escalated into a full fledged gunfight.

Vincent dashed up the stairs leading to the second floor. A Manor guard was making his way down to the stairs and saw the pack moving up.

Aw shit, he thought.

He reached for his radio but Vincent was upon him before he took it from his belt. The vampire broke the man's arm and cracked him in the face with his knee. Several pack members moved up and took the guard from their leader, literally eating him up.

Jay - November 22, 2006 05:23 AM (GMT)
Jay looked up at Wellingford from his vintage Sauvignon-Blanc. "So," he asked, "what seems to be the problem? Why do you want to have the FVZA and me here? I'm not exactly fond of working with these guys."

Templar - November 22, 2006 05:33 AM (GMT)
Wellingford smiled and sat up in his chair.

"Come with me Jay..." the old man said, getting up and sweeping his arm toward the backroom, welcoming the contract killer to a more private audience.

Meanwhile on the second floor Vincent and his pack sucked the last bit of blood from the guard and dropped his lifeless corpse to the floor. The vampire stalked over to the fireplace, in which a roaring flame was set ablaze within. He gazed into the fire, watching the dancing energy dissapate into the air.

To the eyes of a vampire, fire was a sight that made you feel full of memories and the past. To the eyes of a vampire... memories... can be far more deadly than any bullet fired from the gun of any FVZA agent.

Jay - November 22, 2006 05:36 AM (GMT)
"Alright," said Jay to Wellingford. They were standing in a small alcove. "What do you want? Why did you bring me here?"

Templar - November 22, 2006 05:40 AM (GMT)
"You see my dear boy," Wellingford began, "I don't really think these FVZA fellows have the... determination... to do the job I want. I suspect there are a few 'nocturnal visitors' hanging around this area and I know from a realiable source that you want nothing more than you get your hands on a bloodsucker of your own. This is a win-win situation you see. You get a vampire and I get to sleep soundly at night."

The old man smiled and sipped his wine.

Jay - November 22, 2006 05:46 AM (GMT)
What? How much does he know?
"I am after a particular... 'bloodsucker', as you put it. I doubt that he will be present at this place, at this time. Clan leaders generally let their underlings do the work." Jay surveyed Wellingford with a slightly creased brow. "One question. Why would vampires be after you?"

Templar - November 22, 2006 05:51 AM (GMT)
"Oh? Well that is a shame my son. To tell you the truth Jay, I don't know why they would be after me. I just do not feel save with soul-less monsters roaming about the area around my home. I want to feel save. My guards just don't have the... specialty... hence the FVZA and yourself." The old man paused to sigh.

"Even though you can't have the one you wanted, you will still be generously compansated for your time and effort."

Jay - November 22, 2006 05:56 AM (GMT)
"Excellent. Speaking of which, I think you should return to the dining room. We are about to have company, I believe." Jay glanced over his shoulder, then checked a small PDA. "Yeah. The infra-red beams downstairs have been tripped by something cold as... death, if you'll pardon the expression."

Cyber78 - November 22, 2006 08:39 PM (GMT)
It had been a pretty long trip out to Montana, and I don't think that any of us were too thrilled to be in a state where sheep outnumbered humans. You see it wasn't so much that I felt this would be boring, it was quite the opposite. You see, because of the low population of humans compared to sheep and other farm animals, vampires could often keep themselves alive without having to feed upon humans for blood. It wasn't as high quality, but the vampires smart enough to survive the purges of the old FVZA and live until today were generally smart enough not to overindulge themselves on human blood when it wasn't nessesary. So you see, we knew that Montana was a pretty safe haven for vampires since the food supply was suprisingly plentiful, yet they could go unnoticed for many years, their attacks often being passed of as wolves, or even the Chupacabra.

Thus, if a vampire living in Montana had managed to attract our attention it meant that either it was feeling very ravenous, making it that much more dangerous, or the vampires weren't from around here, which was just as dangerous. That of course meaning that although boredom might not be a problem, our live's could easily be on the line. But it was still our job to protect and serve as stuff, so we couldn't exactly refuse considering the evidence presented to us.

So here I was in the living room listening to this old man tell his stories, watched him sip his wine, and enjoyed the genuine leather couches. The manor was large, well decorated, and gave off the air of a home made for a horror movie. I half expected to encounter a pair of creepy little girls in the hallway on my first trip the the bathroom earlier that night. And it didn't help that my only armament was a handgun, the rifles and shotguns were still in our vehicles parked along the equisite brick driveway. After all, the man was obviously old and British, so it'd be bad manners to bring a shotgun to a polite meeting.

The odd part was the it wasn't just me and a couple agents, also in attendance was that asassain who'd mysteriously appeared at the diner. Although he seemed to have an interest in vampires, it was rather uncanny that he'd be at the spot where I'd recruited at some some fresh meat for the agency, and now he had appeared on the first real mission since. Perhaps it's possible that this Mr. Wellingford had known of the asassain's reputation, however that sort of information being out there so readily wasn't the hallmark of a good asassain from what I'd learned. Maybe it was possible that the asassain got his intelligence from the same sources as us and had offered his services to Wellingford. Either way it was still a bit unnerving.

It didn't exactly make me feel any less suspicious when the two of them excused themselves for a bit, leaving us to wonder what the hell was going on. Was it possible that a contract had been taken out on somebody in this manor? I figured it was a possibility. But only time would tell.

Jay - November 22, 2006 09:50 PM (GMT)
Jay stormed into the dining room and drew his GLOCK 22. Looking over the FVZA agents, we allowed himself a small grin at their sudden nervousness. "Hey, fellas, I think we have company. Get ready. NOW. And can somebody help me get Wellingford to a safe place?"

Cyber78 - November 22, 2006 10:26 PM (GMT)
Upon hearing this my left handed moved to my holster and grabbed the grip of the pistol I was carrying. I didn't quite know for sure what sort of company we were dealing with, but I guessed it was vampires, which was never good news.

"Damn, I was just getting comfortable." I said as I got up out of my seat.

Jay - November 22, 2006 11:18 PM (GMT)
Jay grinned at Miller. "Long time, no see, huh? We have vampires approaching on the first floor. I have a feeling things have already gotten messy. How about helping me get Wellingford safe?"

Cyber78 - November 22, 2006 11:19 PM (GMT)
"That plan sounds absolutely great, just one question. Where the hell is safe for an old guy in a house full of vamps?"

Jay - November 22, 2006 11:50 PM (GMT)
Miller was right. The vampires were likely to be after Wellingford, and there is almost no place safe enough to keep a vampire out.
"Okay, maybe we should just keep him with us?"
A crash of tinkling glass interrupted his thoughts.
"VAMPIRE!"

Cyber78 - November 22, 2006 11:58 PM (GMT)
I heard the crash of the glass just as Jay did, and I withdrew my weapon from it's holster as my response.

"Alright, we're at a temporary disadvantage here. Let's move the man out to the cars, we've got some better weaponry there which will compensate for the vamp's advantage here." I reply as I begin to scan the room with my senses.

Judder - November 23, 2006 12:02 AM (GMT)
I heard the breaking of glass as i was standing outside, next to the cherokee that John and I had arrived in. I reached into the vehicle and grabbed my shotgun, flipping the safety off and loading a round into the chamber. I whistle and am soon joined by Razor. "Razor, scent." Razor begins to immediately pad the grounds around the cars on guard.

Dart - November 23, 2006 12:11 AM (GMT)
Dart knew if he was going to save himself he was going to have to do it quickly, he seperated from the pack and decided to get outside as fast as he could knowing that the FVZA was smarter then his leaders pack, he figured they'd of gone to there cars to get better weapons or to run away and he was right


Dart yelled to the FVZA agents "I am the one who sent the letter dont shoot" then he threw his gun at there feet and hid his knifes inside of his belt. he hoped that they had read or heard of the letter in which he spoke.

Judder - November 23, 2006 12:16 AM (GMT)
The gun skittered out of the darkness and bounced off of Judder's boots. In a flash Razor shot off into the darkness. Judder follows Razor to where Razor has pinned a lanky looking fellow down. Judder stares at the fellow for a moment. "Razor, stand guard" Razor puts a large paw on the person's face and growls a little bit.

Jay - November 23, 2006 12:18 AM (GMT)
Jay glared at Miller. "Don't take him outside at night! He's British nobility. He'll probably have some sort of hunting trophy room. I'll keep this vampire busy, you go with Wellingford." He drew his second handgun and opened fire on the vampire.

Dart - November 23, 2006 12:20 AM (GMT)
OCC: opps miss read thanks, i'll edit.

Dart got away from the dog and jumped on to the hood of a car, he said "Look i am Dart the vampire who sent that letter i want to help if you can help me, please. what other choice do u have they'll be here any second"

Jay - November 23, 2006 12:22 AM (GMT)
OOC: Dart, you aren't the vamp I'm shooting at. I'm inside. You and Judder are outside.

Jay glanced down at the corpse of the vampire and kicked it contemptously. Hearing yelling outside, looked out of the smashed second-floor window. Judder appeared to be having some sort of standoff with a lone vampire. Jay unslung his rifle and took aim at the vampire's head...

Judder - November 23, 2006 12:25 AM (GMT)
Judder looked incredously at the vampire that seemed to be pleading for help. "What do you need some help with?" Judder looks around as Razor begins pacing nervously, "Hurry, Before i put the dog on you again"

Dart - November 23, 2006 12:27 AM (GMT)
"I know you have a cure for this thing i have, this vampire, i know you have it, and i want it, just promise me that and i can get u all away from here faster then they can reach you or help you fight them, i need help." he was in a panic as he spoke, they'd be here soon.

Templar - November 23, 2006 12:30 AM (GMT)
Vincent snaps back to reality. He had been staring at the flames for a time now. There was movement throughout the manor.

Aw fuck...

The second team must have made their move. These rookies were starting to get on his nerves. The vampire turned to his men, noticing he was missing a soldier. It was that fucking new guy.

"Move out! Kill everyone on this floor. You know your objectives! MOVE! Daaken! With me!" Vincent shouted as he drew a .44 magnum revolver from his suit jacket. Daaken, Vincent's second in command, strode up next to his leader. He had a Mac-10 in his hands and a cold, calm look on his face.

Cyber78 - November 23, 2006 12:31 AM (GMT)
"Not a bad idea but there's another agent outside with a one hell of a dog. If we can get him to one of the vehicles we should be able to safely evac him." I responded to Jay.

I was considering firing at the vampire that had come to attack, but I figured Jay could handle it and I'd need my ammo for later.

"Sir, we need to get you someplace secure." I said to Wellingford while I continued to scan for vampires and led him towards the foyer.

"Oh and best of luck." I called out to Jay as I continued into the foyer with the old guy.

Dart - November 23, 2006 12:33 AM (GMT)
Dart was panicing now, "make up your mind shoot me or let me help you there here"


OCC: i put jay instead of Dart for some reason..

Judder - November 23, 2006 12:36 AM (GMT)
Razor began to growl at the darkness. Judder spins around and drops to a knee. "Well, Vamp, if you are going to help, now is the time". Bouncing from knee to knee in a kind of duck walk, Judder backs up to a car. Razor stands next to him no longer growling.

Jay - November 23, 2006 12:36 AM (GMT)
Judder hasn't opened fire yet... maybe he has the situation under control?
Jay frowned. He didn't have Tim with him. It was in the car with his other stuff. He stood up, then jumped out the window, grabbing onto the windowsill, and from there he pushed off the wall and landed in some dense shrubbery.
"Dignified? I think not..." He brushed the leaves and dirt off his coat, and sprinted for his car. He opened the back door and pulled out Tim, a shotgun and 2 boxes of extra assorted ammunition. Sprinting back to the house, he faded into the darkness.

Templar - November 23, 2006 12:36 AM (GMT)
Wellingford nodded knowingly and followed the agent. They entered the foyer. Suddenly from above two forms crashed down in front of the pair. One of them wore a completely black suit with a crimson tie. He smiled, showing off his pearly white teeth.

For a breathless moment the agent and vampire stared into each others eyes.

Daaken leveled his submachine gun at the two of them and fired, clipping the old man in the shoulder.

Dart - November 23, 2006 12:39 AM (GMT)
"There are atlease five other vampire inside, he need to get as many of you out as possible and get u away from here" i hissed into the blackness, get him in a car i'll be there in a minute, start driving." i took out my knifes, and threw one it hit its target on the shoulder and i dived into the darkness where another vampire was waiting for me.

this was my only hope.

Jay - November 23, 2006 12:42 AM (GMT)
Oh, fuck.
For once, Jay was thankful that he owned his black coat. At times like these, he faded right into the darkness. Other times, it just made him look like a goth. Running from shadow to shadow, he noticed another vampire running off into the house. He raised Tim, took aim, and fired. With a small FWIP, the silenced rifle propelled a bullet right into the back of the vampire's head. He just happened to glance through a window above, and saw the twin silhouettes of Miller and Wellingford, perfectly still.
What the fuck are you waiting for? Move, damn it!
In a blur of darkness, he rushed into the house.

Judder - November 23, 2006 12:45 AM (GMT)
Judder opened the door of the Jeep Cherokee and told razor to jump in. Judder grabbed the radio on the dashboard and switched it on. "All FVZA we need to get to the vehicles." Judder threw the radio back into the truck as a shadow darted between him and the floodlights of the manor.

Dart - November 23, 2006 12:46 AM (GMT)
a vampire dropped dead killed by its own kind, Dart stood up and spit the blacken blood of a vampire out of his mouth and came out of the shadows in a run with a knife in each hand, he herd a gun shot and saw a dead vampire, and the scene happening before him, the old man was shot, "shit" he said as he jumped threw the window and threw two knifes at the vampire who fired the shot.




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