Camille Endora

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Edward neared Ophelia's crouched body quickly, and she took off away from him in a sprint. From outside, she would look like just blurs, and she neared the wall of fire. She knew the wolves didn't like it one bit, and hoped that her speed mixed with Edward's want to kill her, would make him falter and go into the flames, at least a little. He wasn't moving as quickly as he could be, due to the arrow head in between his ribs. But he still made it to her in a decent amount of time. As soon as she was just close enough to the flames to feel them just barely lick her armor, she made an immediate right turn, a full 90 degree angle and took a few quick steps that way. She watched as Edward's muzzle dipped into the flames, the fur on his face singing and burning the skin beneath. He retreated just as quickly as his face entered, and turned towards Ophelia.

She stood still for a moment, hearing Jax shout to her and Roxas to speed things up. This made Ophelia laugh slightly, given the circumstances. Sometimes things like this took time, but Ophelia looked through the crowd of wolves, who were now turning their attention to Jax. Shoot. Ophelia breathed in, and she could smell Jax's blood clear as day. She did need to hurry it up, she thought. "Let's end this," Ophelia said to Edward again. His yellow eyes were intense on her, and she stood firm. But as she stared him down, a random, younger wolf with much less experience chose to challenge her, without her knowledge. She was knocked down suddenly onto her face and stomach, and she could feel teeth digging into her left shoulder. Ophelia held back a scream of pain, knowing it would only distract the others from their tasks. But she could feel the venom being pumped into her body, despite the fact she knew it wouldn't do anything to her. She reached back and behind her head, which was against the ground, and grabbed at the wolf's scruff of her collar, then pulled her down and forward towards Edward, who seemed to have not moved still. Though Ophelia knew this all only happened in a matter of a few moments. Before Ophelia let go of the younger wolf, she changed her grip on her and snapped her jaw apart fully, then let her crash into Edward.

Before she knew it though, Edward was in front of her, grabbing her and hauling her up off the ground. Ophelia could only do so much with her weapons, though she was talented with them. She did her best fighting when it was with her natural abilities. Her shoulder wound was bleeding profusely, the wolf venom stopping it from healing quickly like it normally would. Her arms were trapped in the claws of the monster that held her, but she kicked out against his ribs with two sharp blows. He let her go, and she moved quickly again, climbing up and onto his back, just as she had done with the wolf in the forest. Her arms wrapped around his throat, and she began to squeeze, blocking off the blood flow as well as his oxygen. He became weak an slow, and stood there still for a few long moments. And Ophelia took her chance then to destroy him. Once it was over with him, the other wolves would either go insane, and step up their attacks ten fold, or surrender. "This is the last time you get to hurt anyone..." Ophelia whispered, knowing full well that Edward could still hear her. And she let that resonate with him, her hands snapping to the side, his neck shattering with the movement as well. His body went limp onto the ground and she climbed off, turning her attention to Roxas for a moment to see where he was at in his fight. She would aid him if she needed to, but she also wanted to ensure that Jax and Morthos were both okay.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Ophelia stood silently for a long while, simply listening as Morthos and Jax taunted the wolves. Their anger was rising, and she hid a smile. She flicked her right wrist slightly, her whip sliding down her arm and into her hand, snapping at the ground beneath her bare feet. The wolves heads turned, their attention on Ophelia now. She knew her scent would be enough to draw out the Alpha and Beta wolves, unless they were afraid. But with this amount in a pack, they shouldn't be. "Unless one of you are the Alpha and Beta in this pack, which I doubt because you all seem to be pretty moronic, I suggest going to get them..." Her normally very soft spoken voice took on a tone of command, despite Jax being their leader in this mission. Ophelia knew a lot about Werewolves as it was, and knew she had a huge advantage against them. She hoped Jax wouldn't be upset. She turned her head and looked at her sister, who looked completely badass like always, ready to fight.

When her head turned back to the wolves only seconds later, the Alpha and Beta were standing at the front of the group of wolves. A very obvious wave of power rolled off of them. It made her nervous despite her experiences before, and she stared the Alpha down. He was huge, and unwavering in the presence of the four of them. "You can turn back now, Vampire. No need to end your life here," the Alpha spoke, his voice booming over them. Ophelia simply smiled, "I'm not afraid of you, Edward. Turn yourselves in, or face the consequences."

"Such big threats from a tiny Vampire," Edward retorted, his voice mocking. Ophelia rolled her eyes, and made one small, unnoticeable gesture toward Morthos to start the fire cage. Anyone who wasn't paying close attention wouldn't have guessed her movement was anything but natural, and her closed lipped smile spread into a wide grin, one of her shoulders coming up into a half shrug. Ophelia took note that the female Beta to Edwards' side wasn't saying anything, probably after having been told not to. She hope Roxas could handle her. She looked vicious and blood thirsty.

As soon as Morthos had the fire going, Ophelia's arms moved like lightening, as well as her feet to close some of the distance between herself and Edward. Her whip snapped out and she wrapped it around his left leg and paw as tight as she could, pulling back with pure strength, causing him to stumble just slightly forward. While he was moving to get his footing again, Ophelia took her bow off her back, knocked a silver tipped arrow, and shot it into his side. She knew the silver would screw him over, making it painful to move and such, and maybe it was a cop out move, but she would want to store her energy to fully take him out, and then help Jax and Morthos once that was done. Once Edward had realized what had happened, she snapped the arrow off, the tip still stuck inside his body, and ran full speed toward Ophelia. She crouched slightly, then jumped up just as he reached her, and she placed her feet on his shoulder blades, pushing off of him to flip behind him, landing in a crouch again. She turned to look over her shoulder, and he wasn't far behind again. Werewolves were fast, but this vampire was faster.

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Ophelia simply stared at Jax, annoyance apparent in her expression. She was done with Jax constantly warning them, and it made Ophelia feel she didn't have faith in them whatsoever. Or at least faith in her. "Just trust us for once..." she whispered, looking at her sister. She wanted to feel like she could do something right, for once. She'd get enough criticism once they went to their parents. Ophelia thought again for a moment, and then nodded her head in the direction of the warehouse. "Follow me. This way!" she barked the order, her body feeling tense and ready to unleash some pent up energy and emotion. Her eyes narrowed in on the quickest and safest route to the area. She ensured not to move at a full blown Vampire sprint like she normally did while she was alone, knowing full well the other three couldn't keep up.

Not too long after, they arrived in front of the building, trees nearby, the sound of water as well from a short distance away. Her eyes scanned the area, no one and nothing outside of the warehouse. She came to a stop, keeping far enough back that they could take a moment to all focus, and she held her hand up, then pointed to the building. "Here we are..."

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Ophelia sat at the table for a few minutes until someone screamed from outside. Immediately, Jax was up and on her way. Something a true hero would do. Ophelia followed quickly behind and the scene that was in front of them was ridiculous. Bodies were strewn in a pile on the ground, a flag with the SPA sigil on it. Ophelia's eyebrow raised slightly before furrowing together. People were shouting and panic was rising. She knew this was bad. It was bad enough people were losing family members. But now her team was being blamed for this murder. Someone was taunting them, or trying to draw them out into a vulnerable situation. It wasn't going to work. Jax was trying to calm people down, and then Roxas started to try as well, but he turned to Ifrit for help with that. This frustrated Ophelia instantly, and she let a low growl escape her lips. Either way, the citizens went back into the hotel and the streets were cleared from any randoms walking about so the bodies could be dealt with by the police, who arrived somewhat quickly.

Ophelia nodded to Morthos slightly, hoping he would come with her to speak to the Police. She wondered if there was much about this that they knew. Whether they would give out any information was a totally different story though. She walked up to one of them, the one who wasn't commenting on the fact blood was on Roxas' face.

"I hope you're aware that we haven't done anything. We were sent from SPA to deal with this exact issue. Since obviously your units have failed to do so." She felt angry, and didn't want to bother beating around the bush. Before she continued speaking though, she removed the flag and snapped the pole in half, throwing it onto the ground next to the bodies. She took a moment to gaze around the area, then breathed in to ensure there weren't any people who would over hear.

"They have their hide out in an abandoned warehouse toward the forest. Morriston's. We've already crafted a plan of attack and planned to do so shortly, until this happened. I suggest removing and disposing of the bodies, and we can all get back to our tasks. Sound good?" She wasn't sure if Morthos had anything to add, so waited for him if he planned to do so, then turned to step back over to Jax and Roxas. She looked up at them and her eyes were dark despite having just fed for most of the night. "Let's get this shit done." She was sick of these bastards ruining people's lives, literally. The issue needed to get dealt with once and for all, and she planned to ensure that they went back to SPA with a win.

Order of Galia

Reia took the to go container from Welkins that he had packed up for her, feeling thankful he understood without her explaining all too much, how she was feeling. He sat next to her again, and she considered his offer to walk her home. She looked at him for a moment, then shrugged just enough for him to notice. "You can if you like, but it's not like I live that far. I'm sure I'd be okay to walk myself home," she said, watching his face. She knew he was tired as well. She could feel his energy was low. She figured though, she would let him make the choice. It didn't bother her either way.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

By the time Jax woke up, Ophelia was already back in the bedroom, changed into her battle outfit, and waiting. Jax was hungry, and she suggested heading to the buffet after waking the boys, assuming they were still asleep. Ophelia nodded in agreement and got up, quickly heading across the hall to knock on their door. She waited a moment and then the door swung open by a half asleep Morthos, clad only in his boxers. Without a second though, Ophelia's eyes widened and she hid a smile. There was definitely a reason that Jax was fond of him, she thought.

"It sure is, get dressed and we will head to the buffet. Okay?" Ophelia said, turning her attention to Jax who was standing beside her. She mouthed, "wow" to her sister, when Morthos walked away.

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While Reia waited for Welkins to respond, he got up from the table and made his way over to her. He hugged her tightly for a while, saying how sorry he was. She smiled softly and hugged him back before letting him go, watching him move to sit on the ground beside her. He asked her what he could do to help, and Reia thought for a few moments.

"I think just being patient will be enough, thank you though," she whispered, looking down at him. Finally she finished her food though, savoring the fact she didn't have to cook for herself. She was looking forward to having a couple days off from school, and then yawned, her body reminding her how exhausted she was. She glanced at the table for a minute, feeling full and she looked down at Welkins again. "What would you like to do? Anything else? I know you're probably tired, so if you want I can head home."

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Reia looked at the table with the food and her stomach growled a little, and she laughed in response. She sat down and Welkins pushed her chair in like a true gentleman. She smiled again, and watched him sit down as well. "Honestly I think maybe talking about it might help. If I cry I'm sorry," she said gently. She waited for a moment until Welkins was done getting his food, and then she served some to herself as well. He took great care in ensuring that he made food she could eat. She took a bite and smiled gently. Once she was done the first bite, she began to speak.

"My mission was to help exorcise a Vampire woman. Simple enough. But the catch was that she was pregnant. And whether you knew or not, my affinity is for Spirit. So I was the only person they could get a hold of to help," She took another bite and waited while Welkins absorbed that info, then she continued. "I was to help a girl named Jax, and the Vampire, Ophelia is her sister. Either way... The baby didn't make it... I tried my best..." she said, looking at her plate gently, and breathing slowly through her nose. "I was escorted out by the priest before I could say anything to anyone, but I did see the father of the baby, and apologized to him... I feel I could have done better." She focused on the food again now, quiet while she ate some more. She looked up at Welkins after what felt like a long time, once she was sure she wouldn't cry, though her eyes stung a bit.

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A few hours later, Reia woke up from a deep sleep. She got up and fixed her hair and changed her outfit into something more appropriate for dinner time. She decided not to waste any time with heading over to Welkins. It was about 6:30 pm, and she yawned softly despite having just woken up. That mission took a lot out of her. She hadn't had to use her powers in full force for a long long time. Within a few minutes she was standing outside the front door of the cute little windmill, and the look of it in the coming night made her smile. She knocked three times on the solid door, and then waited. Once it was opened, she stepped inside. She moved so the door could close, then turned to face Welkins, and hugged him. Since she was so short, her arms wrapped around his waist, and her head rested against his chest slightly. Once she let go, she looked up at him.

"Hi. I'm sorry I left during class today. Kalona suggested I take a couple days to recover..." her voice trailed off slightly, but she still was smiling. She just had to come to accept that the death of the unborn child was not her fault. But that would take a while. She wanted to know how things with Welkins went once she left town. She felt a pang of guilt then, at what she had told him before getting onto the train. but she still stood behind what she said. She didn't believe in "love at first sight" or whatever people said. You had to get to know someone, truly, to love them. At least that's what she thought, and that's what made sense in her mind.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Jax asked where she had seen the Alpha and Beta wolves. She pointed to a spot close to the center of a bigger room of the building. It was mostly central, which seemed obvious since it would take longer to get to them if coming from the outside. Ophelia crinkled her nose a little at the thought. She was extremely fast, but so were Werewolves. "Honestly Jax, I'm not sure many of them will be worth keeping alive. The one I saw in the forest was completely passed the point of return. It made me sick. I do agree we should just put down the one's who refuse to come willingly. It'll be hard, but they'll either fight to the death or come from being scared."

She tilted her head to the side, taking a mental photograph of the blueprints, and the basement window she was told to use. Jax then mentioned that Ophelia's scent was strong, which she knew, especially to Werewolves. She let out a gentle laugh, and then her face became serious again, along with her tone. "I know. I think having Roxas with me will confuse them. If they're smart enough, they'll get whiffs of Vampire, Human, and Demon all in one. It'll probably but them all on edge enough to not be sure what to do. But we should be fast enough they won't get a good smell," she wanted to sigh, if she could. Instead her shoulders slouched forward. Dad had taught her lots and trained her well, luckily. Her mother on the other hand was a different story. Nothing was ever good enough for her when it came to Ophelia. Suddenly at the thought, and without control, Ophelia scoffed out loud, rolling her eyes. Seconds later she realized how odd that must seem, and apologized to Jax, "Sorry, not you."

Ophelia shook her head slightly to clear her thoughts and focus, and she smiled at the blueprints. "The plan sounds perfect. I know you're worried, Jax. But please try not to be. If anything, you can have faith in me, at least." Ophelia was serious about this. She wouldn't let her sister down no matter what it took. She always worked with her, and worked with her well. And two boys were not going to change that now. "I promise." Before Jax responded, Ophelia glanced at her phone to check the time. It was getting late, and they would need to get a head start on this the next day. She needed to go feed, and Jax needed to sleep soon. "If you want, you can get some sleep? You're going to need it tomorrow."

Once Ophelia looked up from her phone though, Jax was passed out on her bed. Ophelia grabbed the booked and the blueprint and placed them on the small desk nearby, tucking Jax in. She knew her sister was exhausted, and instantly her mood dipped once she was alone. She decided to head down to the hotel bar, hoping they would have a supply of just straight blood. Lots of places just kept the laced blood when it came to bars or clubs or pubs, which was definitely not what she needed tonight. She slipped her cloak on and then left the room silently once she was sure Jax was completely passed out. The door clicked silently behind her, and Ophelia turned to double check it was locked,
the key in hand. Finally she arrived at the bar, and sat down, order two large pitchers of straight blood, which arrived to her looking pitch black, alongside a glass. She definitely didn't need the glass, but used it to be polite.

She downed both pitchers within a few minutes, and the bar tender simply stared at her for a second. "Mind your own..." Ophelia mumbled to him, though it was mostly a whisper and she didn't intend for him to hear her. If he did though, he ignored her. She could feel the blood doing it's thing in her body, and she instantly felt stronger and more alert. Maybe she'd take another little bit to go, for right before they left, to ensure she was at her peak. And as if the bartender heard her thought, he handed her another smaller pitcher of blood with a resealable lid and straw. Her head snapped up and she stared at him intensely for a moment, then smiled. "Thanks." He nodded and then turned his back to her. She decided to enjoy the alone time and the silence, but kept her ears alert for anything out of the ordinary.