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Althea’s eyes widened as one of the... creatures?... vanished. She couldn’t exactly call it a human.
She flapped her wings, still in her shape shifted bird form, and flew over to the building where the people were gathered, wanting to see and hear more.

Enduring things far worst then war was an understatement, for her as well, her entire existence from birth had been controlled and watched by the government of the humans who had somehow come to know the existence of their kind and had feared their power and had wiped out her entire coven and had kidnaped her parents forced them together to create an unnatural half breed, one both half human half vampire, bitten by a wolf to carry and protect against being turned by the wolves of war during the upcoming conflict the government saw coming. She had seen the very depths of the supernatural world, hell creatures and all. Humans were a crafty bunch, and as she stood there between the human who sought innocent destruction for one act of vengeance and a vampire who stood holding on to his sheds of humanity.

She shifted her weight from one foot to the other as her gaze shifted from the two gathered here. She growled low in her chest as she had quickly stepped forward to catch the one who was called Kain from disappearing into the shadows, striking at the smoke with her blade with another growl of frustration. "doesn't he know it's rude to just up and leave while someone is talking."

Her nostrils flare as she felt again the shift in magical energy that surrounded them, her eyes glanced upward just a small bird crossed her field of vision, and feeling of being unsettled washed over her as she felt the power crease her skin, only fae magic did that and that brought a whole level of trouble if one of them was in town. Her eyes returned to the human girl who still hadn't backed off the fight and shook her head with a sigh as she held her hand out and the mist around her arm disaapering slowly reveling only the dagger which she gave an eire smile to the women, "show me your resolve then, human, show me your anger that will cause a war between us all" She was practically baiting the women to attack her as her dagger was thrown in the girls direction, if she didn't evade it would strike next to her on the ground.

Rey calmly stepped to the side, the precision was uncanny as the blade just barely skimming her cheek, leaving a thin cut. She wasn’t reckless, as much as she wanted to she didn’t attack. She would have to drain their energy before using her own. She could sense that the two supernaturals could hold more stamina than a mere human.

Althea noticed the one girl glance up at her, and felt the shift in emotion, the uneasiness she felt. So, she can sense my presence, how... uncommon.
Althea perched on the building, debating on revealing herself or not, but only one of the people had sensed she was there, and she decided against it, throwing herself into this fight was no good to her.

Eyes narrowed on the human her breathing picked up as the rise and fall of her chest showed fatigue but how could that be possible when the power radiating from her still continued to grow. The answer lies in the soft yellow glow along her arm that had started to light up like a christmas tree as soon as the dagger left her delicate finger tips directed at the human. The magic around her hummed to life, it was un natural and otherworldly more so then the supernatural themselves. The marks on her arm strange in origin but seemed to be cause of the drain of her own power. A result from attacking a human perphas?

Not giving the slightest inclination of it bothering her beside the change in her body language, her eyes glance at the bird on the roof top with a lifted up smirk on her pale face. Her hands run through her long red hair before inhaling again and crossing her arms under her chest as in an annoyed stance. She gazed back at the human girl "your resolve is week but prephas you need to be enlightened on who the real monsters are?" She ask

Raziel raised a brow at what had just happened. The vampire, who had just ben accusing him and the now absent Kain of disturbing the peace, suddenly turned upon the human. Even in his time as a vampire, Raziel had never seen such a quick change in anyone. Anyone from that time of Nosgoth could tell you that any of the council were dangerous, even Raziel himself, but none turned on another so quickly.

Crossing his arms, the blue wraith continued to look on. It was an interesting turn of events, that was for sure. It was then that a bird caught his attention. The spiritual energies he felt from it suggested that the bird was more then it appeared. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the small avian creature. As for what it truly was, he could not tell as of yet. As before, he had three beings to keep an eye on. Though to him that was easy, after fighting legions of vampire hunters back in Nosgoth. Being truly immortal had it's advantages as well, because his 'death' would be only temporary.

Rey stared at the other female, crossing her arms. “As far as I know your race attacked ours. That’s all the proof I need.” She replies. She readies herself in case of another attack.

Rey had as well noticed the birds unnatural behavior, but didn’t think about it much, as long as it wasn’t attacking her or posing a threat she was fine. For now at least.

Althea noticed every person stare at her, even if it was for a second. She knew there wasn’t a point in hiding anymore, and took off into the air, shifting back into her natural self and lowering her hood, standing a couple feet away from everyone else. “Well, there’s no point in hiding myself now, is there? You all clearly knew I wasn’t a bird.” She chuckled, tucking her hair behind her ear.

The wolf within her whined in agitation just underneath her skin, pacing like the caged animal as it scratched at her mind to leave this conflict and return to the forest and forget the humans, forget the wolves, forget the vampires, none owned her allegiance. She was a half breed a mutt of multiple words and trained and created to be a war machine for the less powerful humans. Inscribed with magical runes to prevent turning on her masters, she had vowed to keep the peace between both races to prevent being forced to kill against her will.

She watched the girl as anger began to fester inside her, she lacked resolve therefore wasn't be a target of her anger. She moved with agility and determination belong to a cat stalking it's prey. Her lips lifted in a smile as her eyes had shifted black from the pale wolf yellow they had been as the magical aura around her grew thicker and more intense. She'd lay a hand on the women shoulder staring directly into her eyes while began to project memories into her mind.

"you think our kind struck the first blow?" "Millions have died due to pointless rage and prejudice against each other"

Images of a scared girl around the age of 5 covered in blood with shouting and burning of embers and the sound of horses galloping in the snow. A couple stared up at the girl yellow eyes wide open sliver rings around their neck searing skin. She'd enhance the girls scenes of smell so she could smell the blood and the burning of flesh. Then images of cages and torture ensused. She stepped back and turned away from the human shaking her head as she began to walk passed the wraith which stood silently in the alleyway they had found themselves in. She glanced at him with a questionable look in her eye. What was his purpose here if not to engage in battle, why did he seek the little providence this town provided. She'd find out sooner rather then later, she was determined to keep the peace here, a safe haven, to prevent the war she'd have no choice but to fight in.

Today the human lack of conviction had saved her from her retaliation for what has been forced on her. When the war would begin she'd have no choice on whose side she'd have to fight on.

She growled a warning at the approaching fae who had shifted shape back into her more "human" form, she'd sigh in envy wishing how she could take on her alternate shape and run far away from this forsaken town, leave the war and it tidings behind but the voices in her head and the runes on her skin prevented that. Fae magic also played part in the control leash they had on her and she wasn't all to thrilled about that. She didn't like them, but she respected their culture and wouldn't want to see them killed off much less any "other"

Rey seemed unfazed at this, having her own loss to think about. She stood her ground, ready for any attack. She didn’t believe one part of what the female had showed her. Many others had tried that, but all turned out to be lying, only making the story up, using snippets of their own memory of torturing humans. It sickened her. She looked at the newcomer, a fae. She didn’t like the thought of being outnumbered 3-1, but it seemed that was the case and she didn’t have a say in the matter anyway. It seemed the Wraith wasn’t attacking, which was unusual.

Althea sensed the uneasiness in both the half breed and the human, and smiled slightly. “I’m not here to join in whatever this little tiff is, I was just curious as to what was happening.” Althea looked at the human, and then back at the half breed. “You projected something into her mind, I know that look, what exactly are you? You’re no simple supernatural creature.”

Looked down at the ground as if her emotions would again be able to be seen by the fae, a great painful sadness would wash over her like a ton of bricks catching her off guard as she had joined the argument between the different sides of the battle, each standing in the respective corners, and she stood firmly in the middle as she became surrounded by them all. The wraith on her right and the human on left and the fae behind her, and the building infront of her.

Turning around slowly her eyes had returned to the normal wolf yellow they had been before they had switch black while confronting the human. Her eye brow sought up at the question she had been asked and her heart started to race at the implications the answer to the question she posed could mean. "Why would it matter to you what I am?"

Simply a pawn in the human game to dominate and be the most powferul while the extremist of the "Other" races sought the eradication of any other race claiming superiority of their own. She wasn't a natural nor a normal supernatural create like the other two who had gathered her today.

Althea raised one slim eyebrow and smirked, walking slowly towards the half breed. “Because you, are very different. You’re not like everyone else, and I want to know why.” She said, being compelled to tell the truth by the laws of the faerie.
She continued moving forward, ever so slowly. “I want to know what compelled you to stand in the middle of this battle, why it mattered so much to you that it be stopped.”

"I may have to exaggerate the woman's question. There is far more to you then meets the eye."

Raziel finally stated. Being a creature of the afterlife, he had the ability to feel things of the souls around him. The vampire before him was more then any other vampire. Or any other vampire of this world, as they were drastically different here then in Nosgoth. His arms still crossed, his solid white eyes betrayed his questioning emotion. As he lower face was covered by a cowl, used to hide the hideous disfigurement beneath. The lack of a lower jaw and throat. Raziel actually spoke through a form of telepathy, where his voice was projected aloud, rather into the minds of others. The Whisper, as the Nosgothic vampires called it. It was an ability they all had.

He felt he shared something with her, though he didn't know what. Raziel was to a pawn of his story. Powers of all sides manipulated him and tried to shape his path to their plans. Being the only creature in Nosgoth with truly free will, his choices often led to some great event in the land. Thus all sides sought to make him their pawn.

Rey remained silent, listening to their conversation, it wasn’t anything she cared about anyway. It would be reckless if she attacked. Plus she thought it seemed like something she needed to know, since she would eventually have to know the “cross-breed’s” weakness to have some sort of chance of living through this.

"magic compelled me to stand in the middle of this pointless fight, and my heart it hasn't given up hope that there will be a solution to battles that are coming, the angel told me as much"

She growled again as her eyes narrowed on the fae who seemed to be coming closer to her making her extremely uncomfortable, She didn't like the fae, they were odd creatures with their own set of rules and their own realm which suited her just fine. After taking a couple of steps back towards the building as the women drew closer to her. Her eye color would shift again from that basic wolf yellow to the more black, her face would become slightly disfigured and paler, magic built around her as her growls turned to loud snarls as a painful groan sounded from her lips as her eyes shut tightly as the fae magic creased her skin causing a slight burning sensation.

The wolf whine in her head grew louder until the control was severed, being sensitive to the fae magic, Her body would convulse inward as blood driped slightly from her mouth as she fell to her knees and her hair grew longer before she knew it within minutes she was on all fours fur covering the full length of her body. The sounds of bones breaking and reforming clearly heard throughout the alleyway maybe even stirring the humans awake, what would they do if they found a giant wolf standing in the middle of their town

Her wolf form stood about 5 feet from the top of her head to the ground about twice the size of a normal wolf in the wild. Her eyes had returned to that wolf yellow more vibrant now against her brownish grey fur. Her muzzle drawing back in a low growl her flashing her canines as she moved pushing of her back paws to begin to circle the fae. Her emotions now blocked from the fae. She two projected her voice much like the wraith did, I'm a creation of humanity and controlled by them, to slaughter innocents, so I'm here preventing war

Althea raised her eyebrows, allowing the shock to show on her face for a brief moment before regaining her composure. She stopped where she was, her eyes surveying the large wolf. “I’m not here to cause you any harm, I know my kind are not well liked by the rest of the supernatural world.”
I knew this was a bad idea. She thought to herself, why did she get herself involved in such trivial things, but she knew the answer. Faes thrive on mischief and chaos, they simply just can not stay away.

Arianna heard this commotion, walking over to the group of people, she could sense the powerful supernatural, having turned into a large wolf. Her eyebrows furrowed. She continued to walk over, removing her cloak. Ari’s wings retracted out of her back, she few above them, landing next to the fae. “I’m sorry but I cannot allow you to attack.” She says, staring the large Wolf in the eyes.

Althea turned to look at the Avian.
“So, you aren’t human either, interesting. I’ve never met an avian before.” She stared at the girls wings, taking in the size and power they held. She pulled her gaze away from the wings and looked back at the wolf.

Raziel's eyes widened in utter surprise. Before now he though Kain had been the only vampire to be able to shift into a wolf. Yet this female did it right before his very eyes. Though he only allowed the surprise to show through momentarily. He reassumed his stern expression before giving the wolf some room. Things were starting to get out of hand, and at this rate, they may attract more attention then they need.

Without saying a thing, Raziel pulled his hood back over his head and started to walk away. Resolving to get away before some battle ensued with the humans. Not that he couldn't handle it. It would just be a nuisance, hindering his mission here. He had already spent to much time with this odd group anyways. The longer he lingered, the further Kain got. He would not let the vampire get away again.