*Humanity's End*(Dragon Rider/Immortal/War/Semi-lit RP)Open

[NeonAnomaly]

The dragon roared, then swiped his tail at the two that ran. "Cowards," he grumbled. Snorting from his nostrils. Smoke rising up.

[♥Fleur Morte♥]

((DIE SERVER DIE DX))

The running werewolves fell back to the ground, "Please just let us go" one shreiked, the other two watching in confusion at their friends which were so freak out by this overgrown lizard. One looked back at Vincent, "Their are more of us, they would be already fighting Kayla by now, but if there isn't any problems she would have already killed them" he said.

[NeonAnomaly]

The dragon pinned them. He looked at Vincent, "Creed, let them go, I have to find Kayla, she could be pregnant, I have to keep her safe," he said. Pulling the two bolts out of his chest. The dragon let the werewolves up. "I wasn't going to try and eat you," he growled.

[♥Fleur Morte♥]

The werewolves stared at the dragon, "You weren't?" they questioned, tilting their heads at the large dragon. The other two sighed, "Well we're off" they said, walking down to the forest, taking their crossbows.

[NeonAnomaly]

"No," Creed growled, "The other two tasted bad enough,"
Vincent took off after where Kayla had gone, trying to find her.

[♥Fleur Morte♥]

A horrible shreik entered the air. It was Kayla's voice; a voice which was in pure destress and pain. Laugher entered the air, not her voice, they were voice's of men.

[NeonAnomaly]

Vincent ran to the sounds of the voices, anger and fear for Kayla flashing in his eyes. He was worried about her, what if she was pregnant? If they killed her they would be taking more then his love.

[♥Fleur Morte♥]

The laughter stopped, there was absolute silence. Rapidly a bunch of rider less horses ran past Vincent, some of them had blood splattered on them, Kayla's blood.

[NeonAnomaly]

Vincent could smell that the blood was Kayla's, he went to where the horses had come from. Looking around to see if he could see Kayla or her attackers.

[♥Fleur Morte♥]

Nobody was their, nothing was their except for a pool of Kayla's blood which looked like she had been draged of the cliff's edge. Some muddy tracks lead away into the forest and other one lead off the side of the cliff.