against the darkness//CRYSTAL

Alexander Garrett
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against the darkness//CRYSTAL Sept 10, 2013 19:48:07 GMT -5

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Post by Alexander Garrett on Sept 10, 2013 19:48:07 GMT -5

Alex slowly opened his eyes and he immediately furrowed his brows when he realized that he wasn’t quite sure where he was. The room was almost completely dark, save for one pitiful light that was hanging from the high ceiling. He squinted and quickly looked away when the bright light hit his eyes. As he turned, he realized that his right wrist was tied to a pole. He tried to remember what had happened, but his mind was fuzzy. He could barely recall what he had been doing the last time he was conscious. Alex bit his lip and tried to find some way out of his bindings, but it was no use. They were tied tight.

“Don’t even bother trying to escape,” came a voice from the darkness.

His attention jerked away from the bindings and turned to look in the direction from where the voice had come. “What? Who’s there?” he said, looking around, frantically. Before he even had a chance to react, the person came sweeping towards him, only stopping when the two of them were only inches apart. It appeared to be a very beautiful woman, but Alex knew enough that it couldn’t be just a regular human – she moved way too fast.

She reached out and grabbed his face, tilting his head from side to side as she examined him. “Do you really think he’ll do?” she called out to someone else in the shadows.

“He’ll have to. Our group has diminished and we need to turn whoever we can find,” came another voice from the darkness. It was a man and he slowly revealed himself and walked into the light. “Be patient, we’ll do it soon. I like to let them squirm for awhile,” he said, before holding his hand out to the female and they both moved back into the darkness.

Alex had no idea if they were still around or if they were just lurking in the shadows, waiting to pounce. He looked down at himself. His jacket and bowtie were missing. Frantically, he reached down to search his pockets for anything that he might be able to use as a weapon. Everything was gone. These creatures knew what they were doing.

Last Edit: Sept 10, 2013 19:48:54 GMT -5 by Alexander Garrett

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against the darkness//CRYSTAL Sept 10, 2013 20:19:20 GMT -5

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Post by crystal on Sept 10, 2013 20:19:20 GMT -5

Crystal's booted feet pounded against the ground as she sprinted away. This was not good! She had been coming back from dinner, parked outside of a vamp warehouse and getting ready to enter when she had been noticed. Of course, she had her gun and her knife, but it had wrestled it away from her. Under normal circumstances, Crystal very much would have been able to get the vampire, but she was completely unprepared. She hadn't even had time to change in to something decent before hand, so she was in a dress and boots. Not good, so not good.

She didn't even stumble, but the vampire was far quicker than she; the vampire got a grip on her and started dragging her into the warehouse by her hands. She bucked and kicked and screeched and cursed, but it had a firm grip. Her back was scratched up from the gravel once they were inside the warehouse.

"I got her." The vamp said. "Those she was kind of difficult. Lots of spirit. She will make a good vampire." Crystal flailed, but fell silent,thinking of how to get out. A female stepped out of the darkness, and spoke. "Good, good. She will make a wonderful addition."

Crystal smiled snidely. "I would say 'bite me', but that could be taken a little too literally." She said in mock sweetness. The man held her while the woman bound her hands, feet and mouth, then she was set down beside someone else -- wait, there was someone else? A man was there, probably around her age. Well shit; that made things more complicated.

The vampires vanished once again into the darkness, and Crystal was left with the man. She spit the gag out of her mouth, working her muscles to move it so she could talk. Then she spoke in a low whisper. "So, you're the appetizer, then?"

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Alexander Garrett
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against the darkness//CRYSTAL Sept 11, 2013 10:16:51 GMT -5

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Post by Alexander Garrett on Sept 11, 2013 10:16:51 GMT -5

It appeared that everything Alex might have been able to use as a weapon or to even cut his bindings had been taken off his person. Fantastic. He immediately looked up, though, when he heard footsteps. His first thought was that perhaps they were already coming for him, but he felt slight relief when he realized that there was another person. Of course, he immediately felt guilty about experiencing relief. Alex was perfectly aware of how to kill a vampire, but it was only with the appropriate tools. So the only thing he could really do in this situation was escape…unless he wanted to end up a vampire. It was obvious what this little group was doing. They wanted to build their numbers, either for survival or something else.

With a sigh, Alex collapsed against the wall, momentarily giving up on the chances of escaping. Just for now. He glanced to the side when the woman spoke up and couldn’t help but laugh slightly at her question. “It would appear that way, I’m afraid,” he said, huffing out a laugh before running his free hand through his hair. He bit his lip and glanced from his free hand to the young woman. He had been unable to untie himself because of the way his wrist was bound – it would need to be cut, but he might be able to untie her. “I suppose I could untie you…but I’m not sure if it would be wise just yet,” he said, trying to figure out what the vampires might do if they knew they were planning an escape.

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against the darkness//CRYSTAL Sept 11, 2013 18:01:25 GMT -5

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Post by crystal on Sept 11, 2013 18:01:25 GMT -5

"Meh, there are worse ways to go." Crystal said in response to his chuckle. "But props for not freaking out." She gave a long look to him. He didn't seem like a hunter. He was skinny and not extremely muscular, from what she could tell. But if he wasn't a hunter, why wasn't he freaking out. It was a life or death situation, Crystal decided to ask him. Because what doesn't kill you sure as hell could do you good in a situation like that.

"You a hunter?"

She examined him again, and when faced with the thought of escape she bit her lip. "Not yet. There's two, so they're quiet, so they would notice. We need to distract them or something. Any ideas?" She asked, examining the room, and cursing herself. Was she really so stupid that she didn't even change from a dress before she got in the vicinity? She was too damn lazy, and that had cost her dearly. She struggled against the binds in frustration.

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Alexander Garrett
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against the darkness//CRYSTAL Sept 11, 2013 19:12:19 GMT -5

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Post by Alexander Garrett on Sept 11, 2013 19:12:19 GMT -5

Alex did a double take when he heard the woman’s response. “Go? No, no. Well, I suppose in a certain way I might be dying – all depends on how you look at it, I guess. But no, they won’t be technically killing me,” he said, eyeing the ropes tightly bound around his wrist. They were starting to cause him pain as they were digging into his skin. “No, their goal is to turn me – possibly you, too,” he said, forcing himself to stand up straight once again. He huffed out a sigh as he looked around the room, trying to make out what was in the shadows. “I heard some of them talking and apparently their numbers have diminished quite a great deal and they are looking to add to members to their little group,” he said, turning his attention back to the other prisoner,”And as for not freaking out? Well…let’s just say I’ve been in worse situations.”

“A hunter?” he asked, raising his eyebrows,”No, no. I don’t particularly subscribe to that sort of ideology.” Coming from two parents that were both werewolves and a sister that had been stricken with the condition as well, it would be heartless for him to become a hunter. Unfortunately, the same could not be said for the middle Garrett child, Marie. “Are you a hunter?” he asked carefully.

“Yes, yes, I thought not,” he said, taking a look around the room as he began to chew his lip thoughtfully. He slowly sighed. “Not as of right now, unfortunately. The only way we could do something would be if one of us was free. And that will only happen when they’re about to turn us, I imagine,” he said, doing his best to pick at the ropes around his right hand,”Er…you wouldn’t happen to have any ideas, would you?”

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against the darkness//CRYSTAL Sept 11, 2013 21:42:22 GMT -5

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Post by crystal on Sept 11, 2013 21:42:22 GMT -5

Crystal listened, and her eyes went stony. "Oh, that's so much better." She said in mock, brightness. "But I will tell you right now, if we get turned, you will WANT to die." She said. "But that won't happen." She retreated back into what she had first did, the first time she encountered a vampire. She had just untied herself, and sprinted when the coast was clear. How would that help now? She strained against the ties, bucking and flailing as much as possible. Her wrists were hurting, and one, she thought, started bleeding.

"You know about the paranormal and you don't hunt?" Crystal was thoroghly puzzled. "Congrats, 'cause you are something I was sure didn't exist." She shook her head, not knowing why someone would do that. "Anyway, bigger problems.." She said, looking around. No weapons or possible anything was anywhere, except for a few knives about ten yards away. Well, great. "Am I? Yeah. I was about to blow a cap in this joint when I got discovered." She looked down at her dress. "And I swear, I was going to wear something more suitable."

She looked around. "I got nothing." She said, looking around. With a painful throb, she realized her wrist was bleeding. "Wait. Maybe. But it'll be painful." She struggled against the bonds more, and both her wrists were scratched enough -- not horrible, but a steady flow of blood. "My wrists are bleeding," she explained, wincing slightly. "They smell it. When they get hungry they get stupid. So. Uh. It's a stretch, but if I can untie you, and get them to focus on me, you MIGHT be able to sneak away. MIGHT. It's a stretch. Probably will not work. But hey, got a better idea?"

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Last Edit: Sept 11, 2013 21:52:14 GMT -5 by crystal

Alexander Garrett
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against the darkness//CRYSTAL Sept 13, 2013 0:15:59 GMT -5

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Post by Alexander Garrett on Sept 13, 2013 0:15:59 GMT -5

Alex stopped everything when he heard what the woman said. It always saddened him to hear people think this way. She would rather be dead than be a vampire? Maybe she didn’t have much going for her in life. He had noticed that was a trend when it came to hunters. They threw their whole being into hunting down what they deemed monsters. One reason why this bugged him so much was because he knew there were people that thought this way about werewolves. It was sad how closed minded some people could be. “Well, speak for yourself, in regards to that,” he said, huffing out a laugh. Just as long as he was able to keep seeing his family. That was the important thing.

Once again, Alex found himself laughing at the woman’s comments. “Oh, there are plenty of us, I assure you,” he said with a nod. His eyebrows raised slightly when he realized there was a sharp edge to the pole he was bound to. He quickly began running the binds up and down, cutting them. Alex paused. He couldn’t help but wonder why only his one wrist was bound when they had bound the woman’s wrists and ankles and had gagged her. Were they toying with him perhaps?

Alex didn’t comment on the woman stating that she was a hunter. He was torn about those that chose that path. He knew quite well that they were not all bad and that some of them didn’t kill blindly – just when they had to. Of course, then there was the other side that deemed any monster deserved to die. Especially coming from the family that he did, Alex just couldn’t approve of such behavior.

His body jerked when the binds were suddenly cut. “Well…not off the top of my head – not something that would be particularly bright, that is,” he said, looking around, eyeing the shadows that were surrounding them.

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