Supernatural(not the show)

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(I'll just put my characters before we start roleplaying)
Name: Gabriel Noblis
Gender: Male
Species: Werewolf
Personality: Quiet and prefers to keep to himself, he can be quite talkative though when he isn't paying attention to what he says. He's a secretive guy that would rather not have others knowing his business, he believes that only one should worry about oneself, nobody else.
Appearance(human): He has black hair with blue eyes. He wears baggy jeans, that fit unlike some boys in the neighbor hood, and usually some kind of band t-shirt. Most common include: Creature Feature, Linkin Park, and Three Days Grace. He wears fingerless black gloves that cover a strange marking that has appeared on him when he turned 15.
Appearance(wolf): Slightly larger than normal black wolf that can change to stand on it's hind legs.
Age: 16(I always rp that age for some reason...)
History: He lives with his normal family with his normal sister. He's fairly popular in school and around town, but neither for a good or bad reason. He's just known. He's had a notmal childhood, until the 14th birthday. He began getting huge pains in his head around 14 and his body and mind started to act strange around 15. He has black-out that he can't remember but always finds himself in a different place. He began to grow afraid of the black outs and now tries to resist them, taking pain killers as the strange paw like marking on his hand burns and feels like it's making his body implode. He hasn't told his parents or even sister about this, in fear that they would send him to the loony bin, which they had done to his older brother.

(Tired of typing xD Your character Ash?)

Gabriel shrugged, "I don't know..." he leaned against a wall and slid to the floor, "I pity her i guess...maybe I really was too onto Painkillers to love my family." He began to feel guilty all over again, was he supposed to feel sad? He rested his forehead on his knees, "I don't know.." he mumbled again. He sighed and reflected a bit, still trying to determine if what his sister had said four years ago was true. Those words still rang in his head, 'Why does she hate me so much?' he thought.

"What's their status?" Bec asked the team, now in the same room as them.
"The werewolf, your bro-"
"Don't remind me!"
The man cleared his throat, "The werewolf, appears to be in a state of depression and confusion. To put it in your generation's terms, he's going emo."
"That's not what an emo is for god's sake give it up already, you'll never catch with the times old man. Now the vampire?" Bec said with annoyance.
"He seems to be in a state of anger...in your terms, raging from all the hate your giving them." the old man had a slight humor in his eye, he was doing this just to mess with Bec.
Bec rolled her eyes, "Whatever...have them dead within the hour."

"Oi! Never thin that way mate, its on the path to being feral, and not caring about your life, or others. You follow? Anyway, I say we get out ourselves in.... Ohh.. Saay.... 10 minutes? Till' then get Wolfy ready to rampage outta here Mate. Its going to be a great round o' fun." Ashe chuckled and shook his head, and slid down the wall, placing his hands behind his head, laughing to himself quietly, and counting under his breath.





"Tch.... Why haven't we gone in there and just killed them yet?" One of the men piped up in the Epsilon Squad, his rank indicating Private. "Because Pri-vate, we, are the elite, and we don't have to be ordered around by some.... Crazy Supernat Hunter. Anyway, the Vamp and Werewolf will probably tear each other up in..... 3 Minutes or so.... So we'll go in to clean up." The Brutish sergeant laughed coarsely, twirling absent-mindly the Vamps sword, thinking that he'd stick it in the Vamp's corpse just to prove a point. The squad laughed at the man's point, and started gearing up minimally, Pistols and small-arms only, after-all what was to fear from a dead Werewolf and Vamp?


At this time Ashe reached 540, and he got up. "Gabriel, mate, get ready, we are going to be getting out."

Gabriel nodded, luckily he had learned how to force the wolf to come out. He still didn't have complete control over it though, sadly. Gabriel's body changed to that of a wolf's in almost no time; the beast stood and shook his fur after taking a quick glance at the situation. His eyes laid on Ashe and his old scars burned at the memory of the wounds. He quickly looked away, a wolf's way of submission. (Well at least according to my teachers in high school xD)
He turned to the door and growled, his prickling fur made him look part porcupine. He charged forward and smashed head first into the door. A large dent was made and after another charge it broke off it's hinges and smashed into Bec.
Bec was knocked out and hidden from plain view.

Ashe stepeed throguh the door grinning his face off. "Alright mate, Much obliged. Now..... Where is my-." His voice was cut off by small-arms gunfire and the cries of 'Escape!' Ashe feel back into the room, grinning, his hair parted down the middle. "Well, that took fast. Looks like its a firefight mate, Luckily I grabbed this off the floor, it was just kinda spinning." He holds up one of Bec's pistols, a UCoM 9mm. "Heh.... This should go well mate." He stuck his arm around the door, and fired off a few shots, getting a scream in return, and he broke off his grin. "Whoops, didn't mean to hit him in the throat.... Was aimin' for his chest. Ah well.... HERES SOME MORE FOR YA'!" He fired off a lot more shots, and reloaded to his second to last mag.

Meanwhile, the wolf had been charging into overturned tables being used as cover. His head collided with the table and he pushed it into the wall. Several men screamed in pain as they were pinned between wall and table. A man aimed his gun at the wolf, but was too terrified to shoot. The wolf grabbed him by the shirt and flung him into the wall with a sickening crack. The wolf ignored the limp body and continued forward, clearing most of the path except for the part when there were too many men with guns to continue. He growled and snarled as a bullet clipped the top of his ear as he retreated behind a turn in the hall. He snarled at the corner, unsure of what to do since he was unable to do anything.

The Soldiers ran about, while a klaxon ran its mournful cry overhead, a team of soldiers brought up a 50. Caliber Machine Gun, but the gunner just as he was getting into position was shot by Ashe, the bullet going through his head, and red splattering the wall behind, the brutish sergeant that took Ashe's sword violently ran at him, screaming, his face the same color as the splatter on the wall, a bark of Ashe's now new weapon, and the war-cry was no-more.

The Floor now slick with blood, Ashe changed out his mag, and picked up his sword smiling at his reflection in the tarnished silver. "Nice to have you back mate. Now.... Lets get back to it!" Ashe knocked back a Red pill, and smiling wistfully, he walked down the hall, shooting a few soldiers here and there. He came upon the intersection, the wolf on the other side, and the steaks of light indicating a lot of soldiers, with a lot of guns.

He heard Ashe coming closer. The wolf took the chance to peek his head around the corner. Each soldier fired once, but not at the same time. The wolf counted 21 soldiers behind the wall. He retreated just in time for the bullets to make holes in the wall where his head used to be. He snarled again and prepared to dash out into the hall, ready to try and dodge every bullet and take a bite of every soldier in there.
Without waiting for Ashe, he dashed into the hall. He ran in zigzags, avoiding most bullets and getting grazed by some. Some of the soldiers were stupid enough to accidentally shoot their friends in the back of the head! The wolf smashed into the barricades and enjoyed himself in the blood bath. His fur was blotched in red and his eyes were wide with joy. He flung a deady body down the hall and scared off reinforcements that were coming.

Ashe blinked as he saw the wolf dash down the hall and with a blood-frenzied attack rip the soldiers to pieces. Ashe merely shook his head at the bloodbath, and walked down the hall, stepping over the limbs of the now dismembered force. "Yeesh.... Hell hath no fury like a Wolf pissed hunh mate?" He remarked to the wolf, and promptly shot a still living human in the head, ending his whimpers. "Looks like we are the bad guys of this here piece now...... Ah well, been there before, don't mind if I'm there again."

The wolf acknowledged Ashe's comment with a flick of the ears. He continued forward, slowly and more cautiously. There was a bullet hole in his ear where the bullet had clipped it. It hurt like hell, but the wolf paid no attention to it. He paced forward and saw doors with a brightly lit in red "EXIT" on it. He seemed to chuckle as he darted forward, as he passed a hall a gun shot sounded and the wolf's front paw was hit. He screeched as he tripped and rolled out the door, triggering the emergency fire alarm that showed that the door was opened. He rolled into what looked like a beaten old alleyway. He limped over to the now closed door, there was now way in from that side. He whined and sniffed the door, waiting for Ashe.

Ashe watched the wolf tumble out, and gritted his teeth, a small grinding sound coming from this action. "Oh you'll pay for that mate, who ever you are....." He whirled around the corner, opening fire with his pistols, till it ran out of its nearly full mag, filling the hallway with arcing bullets. He then switched hands for the weapons, placing his sword in his right hand, and walked down the hallway, approaching the now still form of a soldier. He took the soldiers weapon, and ammo. Then kicking the corpse once, he walked to the door, and smashing the siren, he stepped through, angrily reloading the UCoM pistol. "You oak mate? I shot the bastard that did that to you ya' know.... Just as a favor between friends."

The wolf stared at Ashe, it huffed a thanks and licked it's paw a bit before standing again. They shouldn't hang around this area. He sniffed a bit and smelled a stronger scent of the smell from earlier. It was similar to Ashe, but also different. The wolf growled, the scent told that it passed only seconds ago. It followed the way the scent went, it led out of the ally and seemed to be stronger there. The wolf growled and his fur rose as two figures began to pass by, and stopped when they heard the wolf growling. They didn't seem to be surprised by the large wolf, they looked more angry at the wolf, like it disgusted them.

(Can you guess who/what they are? XD)

"Hey Wolfy whats....... Oh dear..... They look like... Y-Yeesh, this won't go over well......" He sheathed his sword, his angry expression now demure. He pulled up his hood, and putting the UCoM in his left hand, he called out to the two figures. "Alright mates! We see you, you can come over to us now! Since the humans won't be crashing this party anytime soon..." The last part he muttered under his breath, and crossed his arms, the pistol resting on top of his right arm.

One vampire was rather tall and had short blonde hair. The other seemed younger and shorter with a bit darker hair, it made a foul face at the giant wolf and reluctantly followed the older one closer to the duo. The younger one spoke first, "Who's this guy and when are we going to trash the mutt?"
The older man ignored the younger one and said, "You are Ashe Illu correct? We have no concern about the humans, the weaklings are mere rats to us" he glanced at Gabriel in disgust before continuing, "Me and my partner here have been searching for you for a while now to strike a deal between you and the Vampires at our home country. Care to hear us out?"
The wolf stopped growling, he tried to hide his leg wound so he wouldn't look weak. He had allowed Gabriel to see what was going on ever since the two appeared. He had grown tired of using his will power to blind Gabriel from the outside world.

"Alright Mates, if you got a job, I'll listen but First things First.... You will not call my Partner a 'mutt' or I will assist him in ripping your bloodstained throats out, and leave you twitching on the street. Got it? Mates?" Ashe venomously spits out the spiel at the Vampires, pointedly shrugging his pistol at them. "Now, whats up mates? You got something for me and my Partner to deal with? Or just droppin' by to say 'Hi' to your most hated enemy, and a Outlaw?"

"It's not much of a job, more of an generous offer." The older one said.
"Yeah, I'm Rick, and this is Old Fart." said the younger vampire, he gestured to the old man, "We came to offer a pardon. We will forgive your crimes and...unusual....habits with the blood and accept you back among us we'll even throw in a treatment for your pet's,I'm assuming he is a pet, paw, IF you promise to fight for us in the front lines and help is reach victory much faster." Rick added.
The old man looked annoyed as the younger vampire insulted him and said what he was supposed to say, "My name is actually Gregor."
The wolf tilted his head a bit at the two, he sat on his hind legs as he waited for them to finish speaking. When it looked like no fight was going to happen, he gave up control to take a nap in the back of Gabriel's mind.
Gabriel was still in the wolf body, just in case. He watched the trio of vampires while trying to ignore the pain in his paw.