[centre][h1][b][color=f6989d]Madison[/color] and [color=aba000]Mako[/color][/h1][/b][/centre] [@kyrisse][@king tai][@dabombjk][@Wick][@rumikoohara][@venku] Mako led his new Lycan companion to their next destination. He needed to contact his family, or more specifically his eldest brother, and give them a status report. That was the routine. Mako walked with Madison, who was angrily walking behind him, to what seemed to be a random antique store. It was very old, the owner even older, and the name was barely recogniseable. "Mystiq Antiques". Mako walked in and the old women who owned the store greeted them silently. She looked at them and opened her palms to them as if she was begging. Mako walked up to the counter. [color=aba000]"Please take what I offer,"[/color]Mako said resting his hands in the owners open palms[color=aba000],"I offer my continued friendship."[/color] The owner quietly bowed and Mako returned his hands to his pockets. He turned to Madison. [color=aba000]"I need to make a call. I will be gone for a few minutes."[/color] After that Mako walked behind the counter and through a door behind it, into a room with a single table and a bowl and a small chest on the table. Madison had no choice but to follow Makom and that irritated her, muttering to herself. Maybe she could shift, and rip his throat out, but a part of Madison knew that she probably wouldn't be able to harm him. Which just made her more mad. Maybe...she pondered her line of thought for a moment, but ultimately let that slide. For now. She watched Mako interact with the woman, and then just leave her there. She glared, and refusing to be set aside, she stepped closer to the door, glancing at the woman.  The women watched Madison silently but chose to do nothing. Mako stood at the table, taking out a few items, ingredients, and placing them in the bowl. What Mako was doing was setting up a private crystal communication line. Unless you were in earshot of either party there would be no way to magically eavesdrop. Mako crushed a few roots, placed them in the bowl, then chanted a few unintelligent words. He picked up the crystal and focused.  [color=aba000]"Brother? Brother its me, Mako."[/color] "Mako good to hear from you, what do you have to report? Did you catch the murderer?" [color=aba000]"No brother but I have made inquiries and I have leads. I am currently working alongsde with a Lycanthrope who has a eye and nose for hidden details."[/color] "A werewold? Dammit Mako you're so freaking weird!......But whatever gets thise case solved the better. Hurry up and find the supernatural killer or regular hunter or whatever thing it is that commited the havoc that was wreaked." [color=aba000]"Yes Br-"[/color] "Listen we cannot have people dying left and right right now. And we cannot spending too many resources on this. In a week Micheal will arrive and the ceremony will begin. Whoever started up trouble will more than likely want to intervene on our families comings and goings if they found out what we are doing." [color=aba000]"Ye-"[/color] "Find the killer or killers, bring him to me, and make sure your investigations stay secretive." Suddenly the crystal in Mako's hand stopped glowing, signalling the end of the call. Mako begin packing awya the matierals he used in the box on the table. Madison was always glad for her increased senses. As she relaxed, letting herself focus on the room, she decided there hadn't been much worth to listen into, unless it was some sort of code, but that seemed unlikely. But why would the warlock be hunting what was likely an Original Killer, on someones orders? Who was powerful enough to do that, aside from the originals themsevles? And what ceremony? She stepped back from the door so it wouldn't seem like she was listening in, glancing about the store as if that was what she had been doing the whole time, pondering what she had overheard.  She could put an end to this foolishness right now, but she suspected Mako would want proof. And she doubted the Originals would be so sloppy as to leave damning clues that could be traced back to them. They were over a thousand years old, after all. It seemed like that conversation had just given Madi more questions to answer. And she always got her answers.  Mako walked out of the room and thanked the old women. He motioned for Madison to follow him. When they walked out of the store he turned to her. [color=aba000]"We have clues and we have theories, but tell me what it is your thinking."[/color] Madison sighed. She didn't really have a choice if she wanted her freedom back. [color=f6989d]"I'm thinking how stupid this whole thing is, because you can never take down an Original Vampire"[/color] She said wearily, [color=f6989d]"They're too old, too powerful, too skilled, and they are typically untouchable. And if you go after them, you'll get yourself killed. Which will just get me killed, and then I'll have to kick your ass in the afterlife"[/color] [color=aba000]"We still do not have solid evidence that the murderer is an original. I have heard your theory, and while it isnt dismissable we cannot simply assume. We need to gather more clues, invetsigate more. Lets go back tom the bar, Mystiq."[/color] Mako looked at Madison oddly. [color=aba000]"And I do not believe you can fight in the after life. Furthermore I know what will happen to my spirit once it departs from my body. You will be un able to reach it. But even if you could I do not know of any history of where ghost fought each other as your suggetsing."[/color] Mako said this matter of factly taking her statement at face value. Madison didn't know how she didn't roll her eyes at Mako, but she managed to control herself. Just barely. Exasperated, she said [color=f6989d]"Jeez, did you miss getting a sense of humor when God was passing them out to all the little babies born with you in the world?"[/color] She shook her head, [color=f6989d]"Although now I just find a way to make history and do it"[/color] She sighed, because she had been right. He would want proof. And she probably-most definetely-couldn't get such proof.  [color=f6989d]"Well. I think the bars called Bite Me, now"[/color] [center] Salazar's demise [/center] Mako and Madison went to investigate more. They went back to the alliey, went to the bar, and even witnessed the massacre of the Salazar faction.  When Mako and Madison went to the bar they arrived in time to witness a strange looking man, a Lycan as it will be known, communicatiing with Lucinda. This confirmed Maidson's theory for Mako. Even Mako knew that when an Original rolled into town, more than likely all three would come and death would follow. Mako cast an invisbility spell over himself and Madison, only seeable to eachother. Mako and Madison hid while they watched the Lycan Samuel ripped of Salazar's head. Madison watched the scene, disgusted. She couuldn't imagine why the werewolf had done that, despite the greivences between their two races, it seemed a rather violent way to assert your dominance, and thats what this wolf was doing. She was in fact a little ashamed to be apart of the same race as this werewolf.  She knew this would change her life, somewhat. She doubted this werewolf would allow strays, and that was really what she was. She had no pack, no alpha, but her own choice. She didn't want to conform to an alpha she didn't like, nor go against her own moral standards.  As the scene played out, Madison made sure to stay near Mako, not because she felt safer, but because it seemed like the logical choice. Even though she wanted to go and interfer, she knew she was too small, and not quite skilled enough to do any serious damage to the werewolf. God, he made her feel like a pup again. Shaking her head, she sighed and said softly, [color=f6989d]"She's one of the original, and that wolf is just...dispicable. You won't find your evidence here"[/color] Mako nodded. He agreed with her. He needed to somehow prove that this Original, or one of the others, was responsible for all the murders and all the chaos. But then two more figures showed up, a man and a women, the man very visibly distraught over the death of Salazar. They appeared after the brutal massacre of all of Salazars vampires. [color=aba000]"Who are the two newcomers?"[/color] Mako asked Madison. Madison studied the figures, while there weren't many descripts of the originals, their scent, and indeed the way they moved, often gave them away. And one couldn't deny the utter...beauty the three held, the power and grace. When you knew what you were looking for, it was easy to see. And Madison was nothing if not a good eye for detail.  [color=f6989d]"They would be the other two Originals. That would be your first look at the Prescotts. A little daunting, don't you think? My guess is, the wolf wants to rule. And killed one of their spawn. I don't imagine that will curry any favors with them. I'd say this town is on the brink of war. So if you want to find your proof...I'd do it soon"[/color] Mako looked at the two newcomers with interest. So all three Originals were here, and were more than likely the ones who have been causing the beginning ruckus that started his investigation. Now a new element, Samuel, was introduced. Mako looked at the situation with no emotion or humor. [color=aba000]"This is starting to look like more trouble than we realized. So all three Originals are here, plus a new pack Alpha that has taken a good amount of vampire territory. If he continues he will move in on the witches territory."[/color] Mako sighed. He could learn no more for now. He would not be able to kill the Originals, at least not now, and it seemed as if Samuel would be unable to be eliminated without mutliple casualties. And news coverage would be over the entire scene. Mako looked at his chained companion.  [color=aba000]"That is enough for the night. We need to reinvigorate ourselves, sleep on this, then tackle the problem in the morning. We can use a motel."[/color] As Mako started walking away with Madison, still invisible while in the eyesight of the originals and wolves, he spoke softly. [color=aba000]"At least now we have a good idea of our culprits. We just need to narrow down who is the one who killed our victim, and we need to make sure that we can limit the damage they do."[/color] Madison followed, because what choice did she have? She found that Mako was quite delusional. Do damage to the originals? that seemed unlikely. She stayed silent however, letting him talk, it seemed that she would be with this until he either decided it was over, or not. But one thing was for certain, Madison was not going anywhere near that brute of a wolf. She had no desire to be apart of a pack that was led by such an...ass. She waited until they were away from the scene, prefering first to make sure they weren't going to be caught out.  [color=f6989d]"I think you have set yourself an impossible task. No one can touch the originals."[/color] Mako and Madison walked to the nearest motel, where Mako paid for a room. When Mako walked into their room he saw that all the necessary items a warlock would need was in a special box on one of the two beds. When he had paid he had discreetly let it be known he was part of the Novak family. Mako walked in and sat on his bed. [color=aba000]"My family is one of the most powerful covens currently, and anything can die. You just need to know where to push, bend, and break. Oh yes I almost forgot."[/color] Mako waved his hand, and suddenly the chains around Madison became visible then broke then dissapeared. [color=aba000]"Your free to leave if you want, or stay if you if you choose. The room service is complimentary if you should choose to stay."[/color] Madison shook her head, and sighed. Honestly, it was like dealing with a little kid. [color=f6989d]"People have tried to kill the originals before, it hasn't worked. It doesn't matter if you're a powerful coven, they are more so"[/color] She was relieved as the chain broke, and she paused for a moment. She had said she'd kill him, once she was free, but now it didn't seem like she would need to. One of the originals would. Still, she could save the world a lot of trouble and do it herself.... Madison leaped, not shifting, because she didn't want to be liable for the damages that would do to the room, but she leaped powerfully towards Mako, a part of her merely wanting to see what he would do.  Mako nearly vanished and appeared on the opposite side of the room. He said and stretched his muscles in his neck, shoulders, and hands. [color=aba000]"Please dont. Every time you try to assault me a pre programmed charm activates and teleports me a few feet away. It.....strains my muscles every time. Why not assist me, further my investigation and see this through to the end?"[/color] Madison sighed. She hadn't really thought her leap would land, so she wasn't really disappointed. She glanced over and glared. [color=f6989d]"You chained me like a dog, and that is more offensive then anything you could ever do. Your butt deserves to be kicked"[/color] She tried to put anger into her tone, but there really wasn't any point. It was clear he wouldn't understand that.  Mako cocked his head to the side. [color=aba000]"But....you are very dog like. Why would this upset you. You'er a Lycanthrope. And I told you I needed your nose and eyes."[/color] Madison stared at him exasperated. [color=f6989d]"Just because I am a werewolf doesn't mean I am a [i]dog[/i]."[/color] She threw her hands up, shaking her head, [color=f6989d]"I'm a human being that is supernatural, not a wolf dog you can control. How would you like it if someone controlled you, with a chain about your neck?"[/color] Mako blinked a few times. [color=aba000]"I would never allow that to happen. I am a very powerful warlock capable of unimaginable feats."[/color] Mako walked over to Madison and offered his hand.  [color=aba000]"It seems as if we got off on the wrong foot. Let us start over. My name is Mako Novak, a member of the Novak Coven."[/color] [color=f6989d]"That doesn't give you the right to chain someone up, to take away their free will, and then not see how wrong you are"[/color] she wanted to hit him, wanted to beat the hell out of him, but that didn't seem possible. Instead, she picked up somthing random, and threw it towards him, furious.  She wasn't ready to play nice. She didn't care what clan he was from-it meant nothing to her. She glared at him, baring her teeth.  Mako looked at Madison, puzzled. [color=aba000]'People continue to confuse me. I do not wish to banter with you, especially when it seems tensions are high. What will it take to convince you to work with me?"[/color] It was like dealing with a little child who didn't know why they were wrong. There was no arguing with that. She rubbed her eyes, and shook her head. [color=f6989d]"I don't think there is anything"[/color] How could she say she couldn't work with someone she couldn't trust wouldn't chain her? Mako scratched his head, then his eyes lit up. He walked over to his bed and pulled out a few items. He laced string through a small metal band with a blue yellow gem inside it, then chanted a few words over the necklace. He walked over and offered it to Madison. [color=aba000]"This is a makeshift Hamsa, an egyptian warding necklace. I will need time tonight and more matierals for a permanent one, but for the night you can wear this. This makes you immune to mind controlling and energy chaining magic. Meaning no one can bind you or sway you. You can be disintigrated or maimed still, but you will have your wits about you."[/color] Madison frowned, unsure of why Mako was offering her this magic. It must be  terribly costly to do, and she couldn't puzzle that out. But it did mean she couldn't be chained again, and that was something she couldn't refuse. She took the necklace, narrowing her eyes at him, [color=f6989d]"This doesn't mean you are forgiven"]/color] Mako stared blankly at Madison. Then he cleaned up his matierals and organized the rest of the items he would need to finish the promised product. [color=aba000]"If you feel I owe you a debt of some sort, I am sure in the future it shall be repayed. Does this mean you will stay?"[/color] Madison didn't see how she could, for the moment refuse. Sighing wearily, she went over to the other bed. It wasn't like she had anywhere she had to be, or indeed anyone she had to call. She settled herself on the bed, not saying anything.