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?)

Ashe looked behind him, and shook his head, that girl was probably right, not getting involved with this business. He then grinned at a thought that ran through his head, but it was cut short at the explosion of two demons ripping into a jewelry store, yelling something about "Comrade" and "Dog?", he rolled his eyes, he hated the Russian Demons. He always had, never a clean getaway fro them, always had to have revenge. He darted into the store apologizing to the owner, then running after them, drawing his sword as he went. "Bloody Hell, wouldn't you know.... Two times in one day. And my arm hasn't fully healed yet... Ah well..."

"Filthy mutt! Get back here so we can skin you!" they screeched they zipped on the streets and around the corner into an ally. They expected to find Gabriel passed out, considering they had witnessed him cry out while running and begin holding his hand. The could almost see victory as they turned the corner...to find a blast of hot stinky breath blasted into their faces. A large black wolf stood before them, it had enough room to fight amazingly in the alleyway. It seemed to smirk as one of the hags took out a cell phone and said quickly, "We need back up, and lots of it!" they screeched. Luckily another had been following them not far behind, and didn't know that it was visible to Ashe. It ran into the ally and saw the giant wolf, and stopped dead.
The wolf stared at the trio of demons, a bit bored. He smelled the fun smelling power draw near, he eyed the three once more thinking that if they were here the fun-man wouldn't play with him. He growled and prepared to shred the demons to bits despite being out numbered with help coming for them.

Hearing the screams of the three demons, he zipped around the corner, kicking out his left foot, digging up a bit of rocks as he skid to a halt, he held his sword out at the three demons that were backing way from the giant, very large, and angry black wolf. "Why hello there. I believe you were trying to go somewhere?" He smiled them, his cowl on now, since he pulled it up during the chase of the lagging demon. "Oi! Big, Black, and Furry, you want the two in front mate? If so take em'. I got this one here!"
Despite his face being hidden by the cowl, they could see his smirk, and one of the fangs shown by the smirk.

The wolf just stared at the vampire in response, he looked to the demons and snarled. One demon leaped at Gabriel only to be snapped into his mouth and tossed into the sky like a rag doll. As the old lady did a few cartwheels in the air, he moved toward the other hag who was backing away a bit from nervousness. Gabriel-Wolf bit into her leg and shook his head back and forth, causing the leg to detach and and the lady to crash into the wall.
The flying lady finally came back down, the wolf had stood on his hind legs and caught her. He tossed her into the air again and temporarily forgot about the other hag, who had stabbed her nails into his side. He suppressed the urge to howl and scream in pain, and instead turned and ripped her off his side. The nails snapped off and stuck out from his side, his eyes glared at them. This was no longer a battle toy for him but a grudge match for causing him pain.

Ashe was having not nearly as much trouble as the wolf was. He grinned at the demon, which merely hissed at him, "Leave now Vampire, and you won't get hurt, too much..." It laughed upon saying that, and ran at him, raising its talons, aiming for his wounded side, Ashe stepped back, and brought up his sword, cleaving through one arm, while the other went into his wounded arm. He grimaced, and pushed the demon back, who was howling, and whipping about in a frenzy of pain. "You'll pay for that Vampire! You'll pa-" Ashe decided enough was enough, and severed its head from its body, watching as it crumbled to ashes, in the distance, sirens sounds, and were drawing closer.

The wolf had torn the demons to shreds after a rather loud bellow. He ripped them to literal pieces beyond recognition, including their original raptor selves. He huffed and sat down, annoyed by the wound. He turned to examine it, it was deeply embedded into his skin. He sniffed it and tried to take it out with his teeth, but as soon as he touched it pain shot through his body and he screeched in pain. There was something different about these demon's nails, if examined closer there was a goop on the nails that made pulling out painful. The demon had wanted him to do that, he huffed and tried again and again in vain, which only ended in more pain. He huffed, giving up and laying his head on the floor, he could barely walk with those things in his sides. He stared at the vampire, wondering what the vampire was going to do with reinforcements coming and him immobilized as long as the nails were in his skin. He seemed to be more like a pouting puppy than in pain though.

Ashe sighed and turned towards the Large Wolf, "Well? You want my help to get that out or...." He shrugged cutting off what he was saying, looking at Gaberial intently. "Yeah, its you, why am I not surprised? Ah well mate, you got yourself into a right mess here." He walked over to the Wolf, and examined the wound, grimacing as a bit of the goop plopped off. "Yeuch.... This stuff looks nasty..." He tossed his sword to his left hand, and put his right gloved hand against the wound.

Pain went through his body with the touch. Gabriel snarled and moved to take a snap at Ashe, his instinctive mind was still running the body. He moved with his jaws wide, prepared to take a bite out of the vampire, but the pain from the nails made him flinch and yelp in pain. He huffed and laid his head down once more, eyeing the vampire with uncertainty.
Once the wolf realized he still wouldn't be able to play with the vampire today, he huffed and withdrew from control. The body returned to normal and Gabriel was passed out, the nails still stuck out from his side.
Sirens accompanied by loud truck rumbles drew closer, not only was the police drawing nearer but reinforcements too. If one estimated the time, one would say they would be there in at least five minutes.

Ashe backed away from the snap, then sighed as Gaberial returned to human form. "Ridiculous..... Well mate, before the humans and 'Reinforcements' get here, I'd say its a safe bet, to kinda..... Get outta here." He huffed as he lifted him up on his right shoulder, his left arm still being fairly weak from the hotel incident earlier. "Uff..... You need to lay off the doggie biscuits mate..." He winced from the weight, but started to walk down the alley, carrying Gaberial. He Looked around the corner, at the police, and flashing lights, and hissing under his breath, he slunk away through a abandoned building, it boarded up windows, no match for the razor edge of his sword.

The reinforcements had arrived first, they looked like normal human beings. They grew annoyed when they saw their dead friend's bodies. After hearing the sirens get closer, they picked up the bodies and tossed them into the back of their trucks and drove off.
When the police arrived to the scene, they saw nothing but blood. There were no bodies, no weapons, just red liquid and cracked walls. They sealed off the area for further investiagation, the cause of this, they would never find out.
Gabriel woke to find himself inside a strange place that looked dirty, dusty, and old. He felt a pain in his side, and had no idea what had caused it. He tried to move, but the pain just became worse. His mind was still hazy and he couldn't get a good grasp on anything he was hearing or seeing. So he didn't see or hear Ashe and was unable to talk for a bit, some of this was the after effects of the strange substance on the nails.

Ashe leaned against the dusty wall, waiting for the Police, and 'Reinforcements' to disperse. He took out a small red pill, and popped it into his mouth, chewing slowly, and sighing. Hearing the groan from Gaberial, he walked over to him, and squatted near his head. "Well mate, you got yourself in a big right mess you have." He shook his head and laughed weakly. "Well? I'm going to have to remove that spike from your side, course' it won't be pleasant at all for you. But it needs to be done." He gently put his hand over the spike, and sighed again, before quickly pulling it out of the wound with a sickening sound.

Gabriel screamed when he felt the nail come out, he couldn't help it. The nail yanked out the others as if they had connected each other under the skin. He held his side and leaned against the wall as hard as he could, trying to bear the wave of pain without screaming again. His senses had been snapped awake by the pain though, he saw Ashe and wondered just what the heck was going on. The pain finally lightened up a bit before he spoke, "If I ask you a question again are you going to not answer or will something happen that will keep you from answering...AGAIN."
He was growing annoyed at not knowing anything that was happening, and nobody answering his questions. His parents were dead and he didn't even know why or how, His black outs had been occurring much more then usual, he had a strange wound in his side, and he had no idea where Bec was or if she was ok. He remembered everything she had told him earlier at the motel, and became more frustrated. He was confused, frustrated, and scared.

Ashe blinked and looked at the Nails, then glaring at them he disgustedly threw them into the corner, and threw a bit of hell-fire onto them from a flask. "Yeah, I'll answer your Questions mate. Ask away, cause' honestly, you aren't going anywhere at the moment." Ashe sighed, that seemed to be a reoccurring theme for him, and he leaned against the wall, throwing back his hood, his face pale, and his expression one of pain, a bit of blood leaked from his left arm, and he put his sword back in his right hand again.

"First off," he started, not noticing Ashe's face since he wasn't looking directly at it, "Just what is going on? I want to know everything." He kept his hand on the wound, stopping the bleeding but bloodying his gloves. He didn't care though, nobody would care at this point. When he finally looked at Ashe's face he didn't ask anything about it, it wasn't his business and the man might yell at him for being to nosy. He asked, "Also just what are you? What did you mean by 'You're that' from a while back?" Gabriel decided not to ask just all of his questions at once. He knew how annoying that could be. He patiently waited for an answer, trying to ignore the pain in his side. He glanced out the window and saw a pinkish light outside, the sun must have been rising. He wondered just what he was going to do once he became better, he didn't have the money to go back to the US he couldn't speak German, and he didn't really want to burden Ashe more than he already has that night.

"Whoa there mate! One question at a bloody time!" He grinned weakly, and held his side. "So, what do you want answered first then?" He propped his sword up next to himself, and started binding his left arm with a piece of black cloth, that he had gotten from somewhere. "However, I'll tell you this, Your Sister is fine, she came to see me in the Graveyard, and was the one that kinda put me up to saving your furry arse. Course' she'll be fine in Berlin, I assume she knows German?"