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Hunters in the Darkness (Jugger/ I )

vampire07

vampire07

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Jun 2, 2009
The last few months had been rough for everyone and it seemed it will get worse with Halloween coming up. In this era there was such things as vampires, elves, werewolves, witches or anything the human mind could think of. Though the police wasn't equipped to handle such super beings so an Organization was created to battle dangerous creatures.

One of their top fighters had been partner up with a young werewolf because he insisted on following the werewolf honor system. Lillian had came from a long line of creature hunters but being exposed to such has its price. On her first mission a vampire tried to make her his meal but her father battled him. In the result she was in the hospital for months knowing the face her father was dead. The once raven haired woman, now snow white haired, had been bitten but not turned. Myth has it those who were bitten and survived but not turned were immune to being by a vampire though became a breeding vessel.

Lillian was a short woman with large, handful, breasts that lead to narrow waist which showed off her toned hips and her round ass. Her green eyes sparkled as she could command any man's attention at any moment. Though lately with Halloween drawing close she had withdrawn from everyone even the young werewolf. Personally, she was happy people were leaving her alone as she arrived to the graveyard. In a black trench coat she made her way across the wet dark grounds to a pair of headstones.

"Max Stone, beloved husband an wonderful father."
"Wilma Stone, Wonderful wife and mother."

Lillian stone stood before her parents' graves with flowers in her hands. Both of her parents died roughly around Halloween. "I miss you guys..." She whispered softly as she knelt down placing the flowers upon the graves. It seemed the graveyard was holy ground for all as no fighting or wars were fought in a graveyard. Though she heard some movement as she assumed it was the young werewolf who wanted to stay until he saved her. "Hey Wolfie."
 
"Aloha mi amiga." Nathan said with a small smile as he walked out. "You doing okay? I know you asked me to stay away, but I can't leave you alone. I'm tryin'ta give you your distance for this moment but something's come up." Nathan, a werewolf from a local pack of warriors who had been causing trouble for the city as of late. He had been the runt of the litter, a weaker werewolf than any other werewolf in the pack...and he was also part of the crew that tried to assault the main meat factory of the city, stealing their supplies of endless meat to feed the pack easily rather than to hunt...though his pack had been cut and shot down, save for him. He had been spared by Lillian and for that, he vowed to be her partner for it was the code of the pack: To serve those that have given you another chance at life.

"There's somethin' going on a ways away from here to the east. It isn't much. I can hear some goblins snickering and a few humans running. Thought you might want to go and help them. It might take your mind out of that gloomy state you're in." He patted her back. "I'd do it alone...but like I said, I'd rather not leave you to fend for yourself if something were to come at you."
 
Sighing as she looked at the headstones as he'd figure it sooner or later as her scent was all over this spot. Hearing there was some mischief dealing with goblins. Goblins were a nasty thing to handle. Not for the fact of their appearance but their attitude as they'd tie with trolls with her. Trolls were nasty to look at but their attitude seemed constant but the goblins were okay to the appearance but their behavior was insane.

"Wonderful." Her voice was weak as it seemed around this time she does get emotionally weak. Opening her trench coat as there was silver pistols on her hips but on her back was a collapsible compound bow. At all times she was armed for such situations. "How far east?" Normally when he touched her she'd give him a look to create distance but she didn't look at him this time.
 
"I'd say about a mile away. Hope you don't mind a small jog." He snickered and stretched his arms out toward her, the claws of his fingers really lighting up from the rainwater on it reflecting the little sunlight that was out in the clouds. "Try not to get stuck in the mud." Nathan grinned and turned in the direction of the goblins, not sure if there were any trolls nearby. He couldn't hear or get the scent of any trolls, just the goblins and the other humans near them. He took off, dashing through the forest swiftly to save the humans. It took him only a few minutes before he cut the goblins off from the escaping humans. Four goblins and three humans...now just four goblins. "You know...Your kind had always been quite bothersome for my tribe...I don't know if I should kill you or just beat some sense into you all." He grinned deviously.

The goblins began to cackle and surround Nathan, wielding blunt clubs, as were their usual standard choice of weapon. "We kill wolf pup. We eat wolf pup. We take belongings of wolf pup!" One said in a rather high pitched, evil voice. The cackles of the group intensified as they gripped their weapons tighter, unaware of the approaching Lillian. "We kill wolf pup, then we go after humans!" They began to draw in closer to him...
 
"You touch my wolf pup...I'll make your bones into trophies..." Lillian called out rom a distance as she squeezed the trigger. The bullet traveled hitting the goblin behind Nathan, thankfully the head was over his shoulder.

Annoyed about this as there was three goblins now instead of four. "I smash Goblins, I skin goblins, I sell goblin bones....Whose next?" She asked as she slowly approached the group knowing Nathan was trying to prove something by doing this by himself. As the creatures moved to attack. One was fast but Lillian was quick to move back and use the trees to her advantage. The goblin who was after her swung his club only to miss her head but had her kicking high to send him back into the bushes but a bullet followed to put him out of his misery.
 
As the three rush them, Nathan quickly grabbed the shoulders of two and pulled them back. He grinned, ducking as one swung towards him and bashed the other in the head, only to get that one angry and start fighting the other goblin. Now the two of them were going at it, trying to kill one another out of anger. Nathan simply grinned and stepped over beside Lillian. "Doesn't this just bring up the mood? Watching two stupid goblins go at one another over a small misunderstanding?" He grinned and leaned into a tree, watching the two of them. Eventually one was still standing, and the other was a bloody pulp on the ground. "Do you want to do the honors or should I put him out of his misery?" Nathan yawned and watched as the goblin began to limp weakly toward the two of them, blood lust still in his eyes.
 
Lillian was pissed a fifth had been hiding in the bushes. With Nathan showing off she stood there glaring at the fight. Once Nathan moved out of the way with one standing, she didn't answer. She pulled the trigger on the goblin, emptying the chamber in its body. The goblins were dead now.

Reaching into her coat she moved in front of the wind and released a fine powder that destroyed the dead bodies. "Yeah you didn't need me for this. So why did you yank me out here?" She looked up at him while he sat casually in the tree like he did this everyday, which he did. Sighing as she rubbed her eyes. "Sorry but around this time every year its rough on me. But you see what I mean by you didn't need me here unless you think you're babysitting me."
 
"I just wanted to get you out of that stuppor you've been in for the past few whiles." He replied. "I don't know what happened with whatever happened around this time of year whenever it happened, but you've gotta let the past go. I lost my family and friends to your group, but here I am. Working for you all and not holding a damn grudge. Come on now, Lils. I just wanted to take your mind off of the bad." He shrugged his shoulders. "Besides. I don't feel comfortable leaving you alone in the open. Yes, I may be babysitting you but I'd like to keep my handler safe." He shrugged once more. "If you've got a problem with it, maybe you should've killed me when you had the chance. But thats beside the point. Are you ready to head home yet? I'm rather hungry, and you kind of ruined what I planned to eat with that dust of yours."
 
"Gee, didn't think you eat trash." Smirking softly but she wasn't going to let him in but she beckoned him to follow her back to the graveyard. Letting him into her car as she got into the Driver's seat then drove off back to her place. A simple home she bought some time ago. Getting out she lead him inside. "Steaks in the fridge." She said as she moved to her study where she cleaned her guns and refilled the magazine.

Out of her trench coat she loosen her long hair while it fell free to the middle of her back. Wearing a white blouse with jean shorts. Lillian put away her weapons as she went into the kitchen grabbing a bottle of wine.
 
"Steak and wine huh?" He replied after settling in finally. He stayed outside moreover to shake off as much excess rain as he could, not wanting to defile her home with the scent of rain-drenched dog and bring in all the dirty rain water as well. He sat down at the kitchen table, not yet grabbing a steak. "I think its interesting. A human home. So much wonder compared to what I am used to living in. Don't get me wrong, I know technology. I'm just not used to things that are inconvenient for me...like a fridge. I usually eat what I hunt and thats it. But you store it like a squirrel. Maybe I should chase you around for a bit?" He laughed lightly.
 
"You do chase me then I'm going to smack you on the nose." She said with a smirk as she poured herself a glass of wine. "If you want to go hunt then hunt. I'm not stopping you." She turned to look at him as she sipped on the red wine. Knowing for well he was trying to cheer her up but she reached up touching the side of her neck, the side she was bitten.

"Its nice you're trying to cheer me up but I don't you think you get it. My father died around Halloween because of me. I caused his death." She said finally as the fang marks on the side of her neck were burning now. The burning sensation happened once in awhile but she never let it be known. Sighing as she moved to sit across from him. "It was my first hunt out on Halloween with my father. We weren't alerted by any vampires in the area. But one yanked me into an ally way to kill me. All he managed to do if bite me since my dad fought him off and ended up dying in the ally way. I feel like it was my fault he died but no matter how our superiors put it...It doesn't make it better."
 
"At least you aren't one of those people that would mope around all day, drinking and smoking themselves to death because of it. Then your father's death would have been in vain anyway." He replied. "You're using this second life he'd given you to the fullest. I'm sure he's proud of the hunter you've become, Lils." Nathan grinned and began to start eating away at the steak, not caring if it was cold. He looked over, eyeing the wine. "Could you pour me a glass? I could use some human liquor to go with this steak."
 
Lillian grabbed the bottle. "Don't call me Lils, Pup." Handing him the bottle as she drowned the rest of her wine. "Now you see why I didn't want you around me. Its a process I go through and I tend to bounce back when I'm alone. Though I can understand why you won't leave me alone." Smirking as she got up to hand wash the wine glass. The house she owned was nice and spacious. Hard wooden floors, fireplace, a large bath tub in her own bathroom, a garden out back so she can get lost.

Nathan had his own room and all she requested of him was to keep any musky scent out of his room.
 
He watched as she downed the glass of wine and heard her explain more about her coping process. When she went to go and wash the wine glass, he sat back, still eating the cold steak as he watched her. 'She's letting her parents' death get the better of her.' He thought in his head. Though he did have a room in the house, he rarely ever stayed the night. 'The last thing I need to be is some girl's pet.' He usually slept outside, alone and in the dark. Not too close to the house and not too far away from it either. He felt like an unwanted guest pretty much the entire time they ever hung out. It seemed like Lillian just wanted him gone.
 
It was true she didn't like him being around but he made it clear he wasn't going anywhere. She knew he didn't sleep in the spare room which didn't bother her. When winter comes around he'd need somewhere to sleep.

"Nathan, how come you sleep outside? I mean werewolves are human with wolf traits." She put the delicate wine glass aside to air dry. Nathan didn't know how she got over her father's death but no one did. What everyone knew was around Halloween she didn't want to be around anyone until she was ready. To her it felt like Nathan was pushing his luck on staying within her personal space. No matter how hard she makes it clear to keep his distance, he narrowed the space between them. Hell, she didn't have many lovers maybe 2 at the most but she never lingered after sex. So having a werewolf who invaded her space was un-nerving.
 
"Why do I sleep outside? I was always like that. The pack lived outside. I lived outside. It was natural for me and it still is. I wouldn't change it just because I've been partnered up to you." He shrugged and leaned back, looking at her. "Besides. I know you don't like me hanging around anyway. But I'm stuck here with you till the day one of us dies. I'm not saying thats a bad thing, what with you obviously wanting me outta here and me being stuck to a moral code that I've been taught since my birth." He stood up and stretched. "If you need me to go further out into the forest than where I usually slumber, then tell me. The last thing I need is for you to get so annoyed that you'd decide to just kill me to get me away. Though I don't think your agency would take kindly to killing an innocent and helpful supernatural creature, would they?" He grinned.
 
"Honestly..." She turned to face him with a dead cold stare. "I don't think they'd care if I killed you since you were part of the pack that was killing humans. They see it like this if you were taught or part of a group like that....Its a matter of time before you are killed. You're just a tool to them."

Rather that was a cold response or not, she didn't care. Walking by him as she headed to the stairs to grab a bath atleast. Silently she got to her room then slipped into her bathroom where she stripped down while she filled the tub with hot water. Along her back was nasty scars from attacks, ambushes or training. Her long white hair was a mess but that didn't bother her. Figuring he left already she turned on some violin music which the strings seemed to vibrate off the walls. Goosebumps appeared over her skin while she eased down into the hot water. Nathan was always in the shadows so Lillian didn't know what he looked like.
 
He heard her explain that her agency wouldn't give a damn if he died. In fact, they would eventually plot to have him killed, possibly even when he lost all usefulness that he already had. He shrugged it off and watched her take off to the bathroom to take her bath. He stood up, leaving the leftover steak on the plate and putting it into the fridge. By this time she would have heard the violin music and he frowned, holding his ears for the sound was unbearable for him, so he left. He went out into the woods, a ways away from the house yet not too far. He went to his usual spot...a small burrow he found in a nearby tree. It was roomy enough for himself and even three more humans, for he had been digging for the past while to make it even more roomy and as a sort of safehouse/hideaway in case Lillian needed a place to hide out for a bit that wasn't her house.

He laid down on a pile of leaves, eyes closing yet he could not sleep. Something had been bugging him about this entire ordeal now. He would die eventually, be it by Lillian's hands, the Agency's hands, or some other hunter or creature's hands. No matter which route he took, he knew it would end in death yet he couldn't bring himself to leave. Why would he? He didn't have anywhere else to go...nowhere else to be. He felt safer in a pack, even if it was just Lillian and an external Agency that would bring his death.
 
While Nathan ran off to hide a dark figure moved across Lillian's yard. A tall vampire walked to the door way an knocked on the door. This long black haired man with a blacken suit with a blood red button shirt. In his hands was a large bouquet of yellow roses.

Lillian did hear the knocking and thought it was Nathan returning. Getting out as she wrapped a towel around herself then went down stairs. "Nathan, I told you-" She stopped as she opened the door to see an old friend.

"Hello, Lilly." The man smiled to show his fangs as he handed the roses to her. "May I come in?"

"Joseph, I didn't...Oh thank you." She said as she walked away to put the roses in a vase. "Why are you here?" She asked as he stayed by the door.

"I think you know why. We normally have a ritual around this time of year. I'm surprised you've forgotten my little white water lilly." His dark eyes watched her move as she excused herself to her room. In a few moments she returned in shorts and a shirt.

"Sorry, I've been watched by a werewolf and-"

"I've seen him already. Didn't want to create anymore drama." He laughed as he moved grabbing a glass of wine and handed her another glass. Lillian sipped on it as the music was transferred down stairs. Lillian wasn't given a chance to sit down as Joseph grabbed Lillian's hand and spun her around which had her laughing.
 
Nathan hadn't noticed the vampire somehow. He slipped by...and he didn't even know. In fact, he wouldn't have known anything was going on until he heard Lillian begin to start laughing and his ears perked up. 'Laughter? What reason would she have to laugh? She was a freaking stick in the mud today...' He stood up and stretched, prowling out toward the house slowly and quietly. Within minutes he would have arrived to Lillian's house, and slowly crept up to a window to peek inside. There, he could see Lillian and the unknown man. Nathan's eyes narrowed as he stayed silent...stalking the two. He would not intervene unless Lillian looked distressed or if the vampire looked hostile...but so far it seemed like they were old friends, if not closer.
 
Joseph spun Lillian out then yanked her into his large chest.

"Easy!" Lillian was bit tipsy from the wine she had when Nathan was there so her balance was bit off. Her cheeks were red as they did have history. Joseph was her first lover and she left him because she didn't have confidence in herself when it came to relationships.

Joseph smiled as the fire light reflected off his fangs. "Alright. Remember what I promised I'd do for you when I learned the trick?" He asked as he ran his fingers over her cheek to tilt her head up to look at him. Lillian nodded as her face was still red. She turned her back to him as she took her shirt off thinking Nathan was asleep, she was bare breasted. Wincing as Joseph cut one scar open enough to draw some blood then he bit his finger and made it bleed into the shallow wound on her back. "I still wake up wishing you were at my side." He whispered softly as the scar suddenly healed but left no trace of itself behind. Joseph could erase scars.

"Don't make this any more awkward than it has been." She hung her head but she couldn't see Nathan in the window. Joseph sighed as her wrapped his strong arms over her bare breasts as if conserving her modesty even if he already seen her naked.

"You're an amazing woman, My White Lilly. You served so many attacks and even wounded you accept challenges. You push yourself to your very limit and you set new goals for yourself. That's way I miss you....You will still have a place in my heart." He said as he nuzzled the side of her head. For his age he knew even strong women, like Lillian, needed someone who they can be weak knowing they'd be protected. Joseph looked up seeing Nathan at the window but he didn't alarm Lillian just turned her away and lead her up to her bedroom.
 
Nathan watched with a blank stare as he watched them. They seemed to be so in tune with one another and it seemed to bother him. He didn't know why, but it bothered him. Did he not trust this man? Lillian seemed to trust him...so he must have been a good guy. Or was it because Lillian was tipsy from the drink? Or maybe he was jealous? More than likely. He watched as they danced, hiding in the shadows yet still watching through the window. He noticed that Joseph noticed Nathan but made no notion of it, as if he wanted Nathan to see them. This made Nathan glare in annoyance, and soon saw the two of them go upstairs. Nathan already knew what was going to happen. They were going to make the beast with two backs, and this was something he shouldn't stick around to. He slowly slinked away from the house, going off into the darkness...something tugging at him, making him move slowly as the gravity around him seemed to be so much more heavy. He eventually collapsed near a tree in the darkness, not even the one with his burrow in it and just lay there, mind wandering. There was one other way out of this Moral Code, one he didn't tell her. If she found a more suitable partner and bodyguard, then he could simply be shooed off and replaced. But then he'd have nothing. No pack...No 'friends'...No purpose.
 
Joseph stayed with Lillian to heal the scars but the end result was her dressed and passed out. The tall man left the house following Nathan's scent. Finding the pup laying on the ground near a dark tree that's been known to be the death tree.

"Funny, for a werewolf you don't like to stick around." He chimed softly as he slowly approached. "I'm Joseph, Lillian's friend." He said as if he knew his title within her life did matter to Nathan.
 
"What does it matter to you?" He replied as he laid there on the ground next to the tree, back toward Joseph as he spoke his title when it came to his relationship with Lillian. "Somehow I think 'friend' doesn't do your title justice." He said coldly and sat up, looking at the man with a glare that showed no hostility, yet was full of annoyance that he was here. "What do you want? Can't you see I'm trying to sleep? Shouldn't you be in there making Lillian happy or somethin'?"
 
Joseph laughed softly. "Mean sex? Your inexperience with women is showing." He walked around to show he didn't fear Nathan but did give him his space. "True, she and I were lovers but she ended that relationship years ago. So I stuck around as a friend and come here once in awhile. Mostly I stay the few days to push her pass this block of hers." Joseph stopped thinking something.

"Lillian puts up a front when you're around her, yes? Forcing her to deal with you when Halloween comes around just makes her want to fight you more. My tip, want her to trust you...Just shut up and allow her to buckle. Don't tell her she brought this upon herself just let her know you're there to help."
 
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