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A BLOODY MESS VOLGENDE SPEELTOPIC: LINK
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Did you ever had a moment when you saw something strange? Something that wasn't quite right? Like a glance of darkness in that stranger's eyes, or a shadow that shouldn't be there? No?
Good. You don't want to.
But there are people who can. They see the monsters, they hunt them and they kill them.
No, this ain't Twilight.

It's October 2015 and Greenstone (USA) has never been so un-dead. The Werewolve-packs are bigger than ever, the Vampire-colony has never had this much power, but the Hunters are still managing to keep the balance. It's hard, it's difficult, it's even nearly impossible, but they can do it. With Codes, agreements and a try for peace, they can keep up.
Until the Outcasts arrive and everything they have worked for has come to an end. These cruel Hunters won't stop until the last creature has burned to death. They will succeed, and nobody stands in there way, or at least not for long. Suddenly, the city is at the brink of war, and nobody can be trusted anymore. Hunter, Vampire or Werewolve, they all have the same question.
Who is hunting who?

Dark souls are old souls.

GREENSTONE
Vampires
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It's the ninth of october, a friday evening. At midnight, there will be fireworks and afterwards the party continues at the Scrubs. It could be a fun and silent night, but that's up to you (:

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3 nov 2015 - 15:32 Frisk is offline

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AVALINE "AVA" THOMSON

Vampire
Loner

"A dream is a wish your heart makes." Ava sang while closing the door of the bathroom behind her. Her hair was still wet of the shower, but it didn't bother her. She walked to the bed and kissed the body on it for the last time. The room was a mess, with blood everywhere. The man had been big and strong, which made his death endure even longer. She had enjoyed every part of it: The sex, the sweet taste of his blood, his screams of pain and fear... Yes, it had been a good meal.
With the victim's money in her backpack and her shoes in her hand, she closed the hotel room behind her. She wanted to stay to watch the discovery of the chaos she had left behind, but decided not to. She didn't know this city and the dangers with it and she didn't want to get in trouble with the local hunters. Yet. She did pass the housekeeper and even heared her screams right before the doors of the elevator closed.
Ava left the hotel with a big smile on her face and forgot to put her shoes on. she didn't notice it untill she stepped on some glass. With a sigh, she sat down on the pavement and watched how her wounds healed in a matter of seconds. When the last piece of glass fell on the ground, she put her shoes back on and looked back up. There was a hand, wanting to get her up. She looked at the owner and smiled again. He was handsome.
"Well, thank you!" she said in her slightly Scottish accent. She had never lost it entirely, because she actually liked it. The man in front of her smiled back and introduced himself. After these formalities, he got the nerve to invite her to go with him at the Theme Park. Since she arrived that night, she had no idea there was a Theme Park and agreed to go with him. She'd get her revenge on Helias anyways, some fun before couldn't hurt her.
"That would be lovely," she said, the taste of her last victim still on her tongue.

• • •

Completely bored she listened to another story from her 'date'. It was something about lifting a lot of weight, but she didn't pay much attention to him. Her head was leaning on her hand, while she drank some hot chocolatemilk. They were seated at a little shop at the beach. They didn't even reach the Theme Park yet, and she was thinking about killing the man right here and now. Unfortunetaly, the air smelled like Werewolves and other Vampires, and she knew there would be a lot of Hunters too.
She was having a good day, she felt almost normal. Almost. She couldn't help smiling when she saw her welcome present to the city on the television at the bar. She was even spotted by a camera, although her face wasn't visable. Looks like the Hunters already knew of her existence now. Not that she saw it as a problem. She just had to be careful her target wouldn't flee before she could see him. That would be a problem. Anyways, she was still stuck with the idiot in front of her. Time to get rid of him.
"Sorry, not interested," she said, before getting up. He looked at her dumbfounded and she winked at him. She quickly left him and went to the Theme Park. She hung her backpack over her shoulder. It didn't fit with her dress, but she didn't care. She had only brought a few pieces of clothing. She would go shopping as soon as she found a place to stay. If she would stay, ofcourse.
She walked to a little stall with a lot of candy, next to the ferris wheel. She bought a lollipop and looked at the attraction next to her.

"Bitches get what they want."

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3 nov 2015 - 17:16 Altschmerz is offline

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Zachaël Nathanael Ackerman

Although Zachaël wanted to scream "no" — he couldn't risk to drop his brave attitude in an area with multiple creatures. If some one recognized him as an Hunter he would hear it for the rest of his life. Within a minute or so he was secured in a wobbly seat and his hands were clamped around the safety bar. Almost directly his knuckles were turning white and his face was drained of colour. The worst thing was: The ride hadn't even started yet.

When Zachaël opened his eyes one by one — he was back on the ground: his hands still tightly around the safety bar. The guy from the ride taps impatiently with his foot on the floor while he's waiting for Zach to descend to the ground and new people can join the ride.
With shaking legs Zachaël made his way down the path and bent over to put his hands on his knees — breathing hard. What the Hell just happened? Did he scream? Did he laugh? Did he faint? He didn't remembered a single thing. The only thing that was clear was the fact that he was nauseas from head to toe and that he wasn't sure if he could walk in the hour without throwing up.
"A little break — please," he managed to choke out — hoping Sid will hear it. After that he stumbles backward until his back slams into the wall next to the ride — his eyes shut. He never liked heights. His father made him climb high things but that was nothing compared to this. What the Hell was Sid thinking when she decided he needed to go as well?
"Don't do that again," he grumbles. "Please." The last word was nothing more than a whisper. When it would've been some one else than Sid he would've probably killed them for this act.

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3 nov 2015 - 21:05 Kiramman is offline

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Theodore Zachariah Wren
— Vampire, Colony —

Theo rolled his eyes at Cat. "If you think that would stop me from killing him, you don't know me very well." He rolled his eyes again when she moved to the other end of the cart and leaned his head on the back of the seat, closing his eyes. The Ferris wheel creaked and squeaked. Thank the Devil, Theo wasn't afraid of heights or this would've been be a nightmare. He wasn't scared of that many things; losing Cat was the only one he could think of.
He opened his eyes again and looked at Cat, while she was looking out of the window. "Are you seriously angry I killed that guy? It's not like I haven't killed your sex partners before. They're just toys, Cat, come on." He sighed loudly and scouted of until he was sitting next to her. The cart starting tilting to one side now, because the weight wasn't divided fairly over the cart, but Theo could honestly care less. "Hey, I'm sorry. If I'd know, it meant so much to you, I wouldn't have done it, but seriously, though. It's just a guy. And don't we share everything?" He smiled his crooked smile at her and the poked her in the side with is elbow.

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3 nov 2015 - 23:40 DaedaIus is offline

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Daelyn Orsay Willow

Vampire • Leader of the Colony

“What would an ocean be without a monster lurking in the dark?
It would be like sleep without dreams.”

Daelyn put on her sunglasses again, and rolled her eyes behind them when Atlas interrupted her. She wasn’t as annoyed as Fox had been when the girl interrupted him, but she still didn’t like it. She liked to be in control of situations. Atlas did a good job though, Daelyn appreciated his honesty towards Fox. While the girl started talking again, Daelyn looked at the Alpha. He was rubbing his temples and he did his best to remain calm — an action she found rather amusing. She could see his tense muscles through his shirt, and was immediatly alert. It wouldn’t be smart of him if he changed into a werewolf right there. But instead of turning into his true form, he suprised them by asking them to shut up. She carefully listened to him and nodded when he left. Daelyn smirked when she noticed he was very mad at the girl next to him.
“So, Atlas,” she began. Her coffee cup was empty and she threw it in the trashcan, which stood a few feet away from her. “Did you find someone who is willing to join us?” She asked straightforward. Daelyn wanted more Vampires in her Colony. They were with roughly 340 people now, but that wasn’t enough for her. She strived to be the best Leader of the biggest Colony the world had ever seen. She had two options if she wanted to archieve that. She could either find and ask Vampires to join them, or she had to turn people into Vampires. She didn’t really like the second option so she had asked Atlas and Marley to recrute some Vampires who were willing to join them. She herself had invited some old connections to come to Greenstone but they would only arrive in two weeks, and she didn’t like to be kept waiting.

" icarus had loved the sun, and so daedalus lost his. "

4 nov 2015 - 9:41 Perseid is offline

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Obsidian Elladore Genefrey
Hunter

At first — Sid thought that Zach was joking. But just a small glimpse upon his face made sure she wasn't laughing anymore. Her gaze turned dead—serious, upset with the fact that she'd dragged him in against his own will. This was supposed to be fun. It started to feel like a failure, and she quickly looked around to see if she could make up for it.
'It wasn't my intention to get you sick.' She muttered, as she took his hand and swiftly lead him through the crowd of loud people. She could barely see a thing — to be honest. But Sid managed to get them to a bench on which she let Zach sit down. As soon as he was seated, she bowed her knees in front of him so she could study his pale face. There was a little frown between her eyebrows as she decided that he probably needed something to eat and drink.
'What do you want? Say it and I will buy it. My treat.' She tried, looking around to see what kind of food he could pick. Then she remembered their earlier conversation about pizza. Sid rolled her eyes in an 'off course'—kind of way before she stood up straight. 'Pizza, right? You want a coke with that?' Sid started feeling her pockets to see how much money she'd with her. Normally she gave Zach the money her mother sent her. She could be very carefree with it, and Zach was way more responsible. It was a small wonder she had a few pennies on her, actually. At least enough to go on some rides and buy sticky food for the both of them.

Feel the fire, but do not succumb to it.

4 nov 2015 - 12:24 Altschmerz is offline

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Zachaël Nathanael Ackerman

Although he wanted to complain and tell Obsidian that he didn’t wanted to walk — his words were stuck in his mouth so he went on with her without a single form of resistance. When he sat down on the little bench it felt like a little piece of heaven and in his mind the thanked her for making this decision while he couldn’t. He wished hard that his nausea would go over soon, because he didn’t want his partner to feel bad about the fact that she dragged him into the ride — but whatever he did, nothing worked. When she started looking through her pockets he found the strength to close his own hands around hers — with the result that they were gone in a second, due to the fact that she was a small person in every single aspect.
[tab“Sid — don’t. I’ll be fine. Just give me a minute, OK?” Sighing he closed his eyes again and he felt the warmth of her hands in his. After a minute or three he opened his eyes again, feeling a bit better. He managed to get a little smile on his face and let go of her hands, reluctantly. “Just, don’t do that again? I think it’s enough fun to just watch you go on the rides, that’s fine for me. Really.” After a little sigh he looked around, hoping that nobody had seen him almost fell apart. “What do you want to do next, kiddo?”

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4 nov 2015 - 18:14 Perseid is offline

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Obsidian Elladore Genefrey
Hunter

'Alright.' She couldn't say that she would like going on rides alone, but she did understand that Zach wasn't as excited as her. Besides — she didn't want to start sounding like an annoying child. So she nodded at him before she slowly pulled her hands back.
'I'm going to buy you that pizza, though.' She exclaimed with a dead—serious look on her face. She had decided that he could watch and eat at the same time. 'As for me; I am going for the pirateship.' It wasn't very daring, but the line seemed short and it looked like a fun ride. Her eyes rolled back at Zach, wondering what kind of pizza he'd prefer.
'What pizza do you want? I think they only got the standard ones. I vote cheese.' She smiled sweetly, since she was kind of hungry herself and only liked pizza's that weren't stuffed with a lot of extra's. A plain pizza was a good pizza; if you should believe Sid. Unfortunately not many did.
To assure herself he was okay, she kept looking at Zach. They were an odd pair. Two very different Hunters. But it worked. They were functional. She saw it every day.

Feel the fire, but do not succumb to it.

4 nov 2015 - 18:32 Halbrand is offline

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HUNTER • OLDHUB • HILLSIDE

Freya glanced at her watch and chuckled at Thorne's comments. She was fairly sure he wasn't an easy target and she wondered how old he could possibly be - but at the same time, he came across as someone who wasn't amazingly bright. Then again, Freya was taught to never underestimate a target. He could well be two centuries older than she'd expected first hand. She studied the boy sideways, a hand beneath her chin and a slight smile on her face so she wouldn't come off as brooding or creepy.
Freya was just about to slide him her book, when the schoolbell rang.
"Well, you better leave quickly before she decides to give you detention anyway for some stupid reason," she said with a wink. Then, she scribbled something down on a spare piece of paper: an address and a phone number. She put away her stuff and stood up. She took the note and planted it down on his should by patting it lightly.
"Why don't you," she said with a low voice that didn't sound like her own, looking up at him - he was short, but Freya was tiny - "come and pick me up at five?" She smiled and walked away, but then seemed to realise something, turned around and stood on the tips of her toes to reach his ear. "Or, you could always come along a little earlier since my grandparents aren't home." She smiled again, brighter this time, and walked out of the classroom, followed by her other classmates, who were whispering behind her back. Freya was known to be flirty, but she usually didn't jump someone like that right away. She only hoped she hadn't been too blatant.
The girl reached her locker and pulled out her skateboard, which caused half of her books to fall out of it. She cursed loudly - which earned her a few surprised glances - and shoved them back inside.

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4 nov 2015 - 21:01 Frisk is offline

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THORNE MADISON

Vampire
Loner - Montandon

Ofcourse he came along earlier.
It wasn't because he believed he was gonna get lucky, though. It was his curiosity that made him stand there, his skateboard under his arms and hand waiting to push on the doorbell. He knew it wasn't his brightest idea, and he'd probably regret it, but the small girl intrigued him. He had checked the house before he came closer - he didn't want to be shot from a distance - but she could still surprise him. If she was a Hunter - he still wasn't sure about it. Maybe he wás gonna get lucky.
He sighed and closed his eyes for the last time. He tried to feel the house through his teleportation powers, but buildings were difficult, especially if he wasn't inside them. He could feel her presence, but that was it. If he had been blind, he would have left. But he wasn't, and he really wanted to know more about Freya. She was still young, and he had defeated bigger threats.
It took her some time to open the big, bright red door. He had taken a step back and smiled at her. She smiled back at him and said hello, but didn't invite him in. It made him uneasy, although he didn't show it. He could feel there was something wrong, his intuition told him. He loved his intuition, it had saved him more times than he could recall.
"I'm really sorry, my grandparents came home earlier than expected, but we can go to the Theme Park already," she said while stepping outside. Thorne knew no one else was inside that house, but didn't say anything. She didn't seem to have any weapons and he wanted to know what her plan was. There was no way she could know Thorne's teleportation was that powerful, since it wasn't something every Vampire had. If she even knew he was a Vampire, ofcourse. She could have lied for some other reason.
"Fucking fudge, I forgot something," she said, right before the door would close behind her. Although he had expected something, he didn't react immediately when she grabbed his hand and pulled him through the door. It wasn't an invite and the pain hit him right away. Every cell in his body screamed to get out of the house, before tearing itself apart. Or at least, it felt that way. The skateboard was left outside.
Luckily - or not, depends on how you see it - this wasn't the first time he had been pulled inside a house without being invited and he remained surprisingly calm. He could already feel his vains bursting, but he didn't pay much attention to it. The knife racing to his heart, now that was something he payed attention to. With a loud growl, he dissapeared.
Since the front door was slammed shut behind him, he had to reappear somewhere else inside the house. He chose the kitchen, behind the living room.
"I haven't lived all those centuries to get killed by a little girl!" He yelled, trying not to show his immense pain. He didn't have much time, blood was running from his nose and ears, and even his eyes. Although he meant what he said, he didn't yell it without a reason. As soon as the words had left his mouth, he vanished again and traveled until he was much closer to Freya than she'd think. He hid behind the door from the living room and waited, hoping she would fall for it.

CARPE THAT FUCKING DIEM

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5 nov 2015 - 0:01 reguluswife is offline

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LEILANI KIERA DAWSON

Outfit

“Sometimes it’s best to just say ‘Whatever’ and watch everyone else make the dumb mistakes.”

Leila had quite a hard time controlling her laugh. She just couldn't help it, Fox was sometimes too hilarious when he was mad. Or annoyed. Or grumpy. But also just the image of big Fox stuck in a heartboat with pinkstuff in his hair was just too funny. She wished she had her photocamera with her to take a picture of it. 'Oh, you have such a hard life,' she sniggered. 'Being too big for the pink loveboat and having heart-shaped confetti in your hair. Your life really isn't easy,' she said quasi-sympathetic. She poked him in the side. 'And now stop moving around so much, before you crush me between you and the cart.' Of course, he did not do that, so Leila sighed softly. She shifted a bit in the seat and threw her arms around Fox to stop him from moving. 'Stop moving! I might throw you out of the boat if you don't. Just stop being so grumpy and enjoy the peace and quiet for a little bit. Before you know it, the boats will start moving again and the ride will end.' She still held her arms around Fox.
'Let's make a deal. If you can stop complaining about the ride, I'll buy you some food once we get out. And if you don't stop complaining, we should also get some food because I'm hungry.'

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5 nov 2015 - 0:42 Frisk is offline

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FOX JONATHAN FRANCIS TIMAEUS (ACKERMAN)

Werewolf
Alfa St.-Louis

As soon as the word food left Leila's mouth, Fox realized how hungry he was. It wasn't a big surprise, since he was almost always in for a snack. Although he still wasn't comfortable, he stopped moving. Or at least, he lessened. He sort of tried to turn around, but didn't completely succeeded.
"First of all; I do have a hard life, since I have to put up with fiercy girls like you every day and I just found out I might be allergic to pink confetti hearts. In fact, I think it might be lethal. Secondly, I want this ride to be over, because I'm getting cramps. And lastly; I will buy the food if you promise not to tell anyone of the Pack about this. Ever."
While he was saying the last sentence, he finally was able to turn around. He couldn't really see her, since the lights were still out, but he knew she was really close. Her arms were still around him, which he actually liked. It wasn't completely comfortable, but that didn't really matter him. He was going to get something out of this ride, and this was the perfect moment.
"You know what, I know the perfect way to still enjoy this pink nightmare," he mumbled while tracing Leila's arms with his fingerss untill he reached her face. He cupped her chin and cheeks, until he knew where everything was, and bend over.
"At least that stupid song stopped," he muttered beforing kissing her softly.

May the bridges I burn light the way.

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5 nov 2015 - 23:38 reguluswife is offline

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CATHERINE "CAT" AMELIA KINGSTON

“The coldest depth of Hell is reserved for people who abandon kittens.”

'Don't poke me,' Cat grumbled and she shoved his arm away. 'And no, I'm not angry that you killed the guy.' She was quiet for a few seconds. 'Okay, well I ám kind of angry that you killed the guy because it was completely unnecessary. Humans aren't "just toys". You and me both were once human, or did you forget?' she muttered. 'And if you want to share so badly, then just join and don't use it as an excuse to kill him.
'And that's not it.' Cat hesitated for a few seconds. She didn't like bothering Theo with her complicated and weird feelings, but she also knew that he would keep asking her until she would tell the truth. 'I just don't get how you can like Daelyn and me both,' she admitted softly. 'I mean, we are so different, I just don't see it. And you are more like her than like me I guess, so I just...' Cat shrugged. 'I just don't know,' she mumbled while she kept her eyes locked on the view.

To the stars who listen — and the dreams that are answered

6 nov 2015 - 0:40 reguluswife is offline

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LEILANI KIERA DAWSON

Outfit

“Sometimes it’s best to just say ‘Whatever’ and watch everyone else make the dumb mistakes.”

'Hmm, I don't know Fox. It is rather good blackmail material so I'll need to think about,' Leila teased. She felt him move again and just when she wanted to say that he should either stop moving or get out of the cart, he said something.
'And what might that be?' she asked while he traced her arms with his fingers, although she had a pretty good idea where this was going. His hands cupped her face and before she knew it, he put his lips on hers. It felt kind of weird, but weird in a good kind of way. Weird because they never kissed like this before. Basically always when they kissed it was either because they were drunk or they were angry and all those kissing were a whole lot rougher. More lust than soft kissing like this, but she couldn't say that she didn't like it.
She kissed him back, just as softly as he kissed her. She let her arms slip of him and curled her hands against his chest. 'Maybe they let the carts stop on purpose in the hope that people will start kissing so they can spy on them like a bunch of perverts,' she softly mumbled against his lips. She hoped they wouldn't be stuck for long at first, but now she didn't mind if they would be stuck in the dark for a little bit longer.

To the stars who listen — and the dreams that are answered

6 nov 2015 - 1:17 Halbrand is offline

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Helias Albright | Atlas Hunter

VAMPIRE • COLONY'S SECOND IN COMMAND • MONTADON

The wolves left and Helias turned to Daelyn when she addressed him.
"A new-born nearly attacked me yesterday. It was utterly disgusting. I have no clue whose subject she is, but she seemed eager to find a place to figure out how to live." Helias beckoned Daelyn to walk with him, as he hated discussing matters while not seated somewhere. There was a nice little tavern a couple of metres further away from them and he sat down, taking the menu. "I killed her. She was a lost cause. Neil Haberkorn has expressed interest, though. I believe he resides in Hillside, not too far away from the riverside." The man flipped a page and decided on a cup of tea. "He turned his sister three years after he himself was turned. They're pretty close, so I'm fairly sure she'll follow him wherever he sets foot." A waitress passed their table and Helias beckoned her, then looking back at Daelyn.
"Drink's on me, you want anything?" he asked her before letting the waitress - who was smiling way too radiantly - take his order.

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6 nov 2015 - 23:33 Frisk is offline

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FOX JONATHAN FRANCIS TIMAEUS (ACKERMAN)

Werewolf
Alfa St.-Louis

"Let's give them something to watch, then," he whispered. His back was twisted wrongly and started to ache, so he pulled Leila carefully on his lap. They shifted a bit, until they were comfortable enough. Fox didn't wait any longer than that and kissed her again, a little bit more demanding this time. It wasn't for long, though; A flashlight appeared over their heads.
"Oh my God!" Somebody gasped and Leila shot up. Fox growled and turned around, to see who was interrupting them. He slowly got up, trying to keep his balance while the small boat was wavering.
"We're so sorry. We.. euhm.. The attraction stopped and we got worried, so we're trying to find the exit," the male teenager said. Fox didn't answer and held a hand before his eyes. For some reason, the boy had to point the flashlight at his face. Fox made another irritated noise, before getting out of the boat.
"Could you get the light out of my face? You're fucking blinding me!" he snarled. Right after these words, a familiar sent reached his nose. Instinctively he pushed Leila behind himself, blocking her from the Hunter's sight. Although the young couple probably weren't fully trained, he didn't want to underestimate them. The boy mumbled a sorry and pointed the flashlight somewhere else. Luckily, they couldn't see his eyes due to the dark.
"I guess the exit is this way," Fox stated, turning around. He layed his hands on Leila's shoulders, whispered "Hunters" in her ears and started walking. The Hunters weren't family, but he recognized their scent anyways.

May the bridges I burn light the way.

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