t H E h U N T {Vampire/Slayer 1x1 with Areater}

[Areater]

{{ I just realized what the bottom of your signature says..That's my favorite song! <3 }}

James rubbed Oscar behind the ear absentmindedly as he thought. Finally, he decided that when he needed more blood, he'd go after a slayer. Not only because he was too worried they would be watching hikers, but it would be easier in the end if he could pick a few off. He would have to catch one alone, though, or it was much too dangerous. That one girl seemed to be alone more often than the rest, but she looked like a pretty good slayer. Why did they ever have to show up? It would have been so much easier if they never did.

[zakki]

{Yeah, it's a good song }

Ɔαяℓιɛ Δиƨσи

When the arguing got more fierce, the oldest one in the group, who everybody had silently agreed was the leader, said that they should have a vote. Carlie sighed, and then chose what she would vote for. That way was the safest. Once the vote was over, they began planning. She had to admit, it was a good plan. Well, some aspects were dangerous. But all in all, a good plan.

[Areater]

James felt Asher's weight leave him as the cat jumped off him, pacing the trees in boredom. Yes, soon this would get boring for him too. Maybe he should just let it go, and just watch more carefully? It's not like the slayer poisoned his house or anything; it would probably be safe to go inside. Sighing reluctantly, he eased the door open and let both cats escape into the house. Then he carefully began to check around for any hidden traps, not noticing that the door remained cracked open.

[zakki]

Ɔαяℓιɛ Δиƨσи

The plan decided on, Carlie walked into the forest and climbed a nearby tree. Down below, the others were setting up the object of their plan; a trap. Once it was finished, they went of to their selected hiding places. And waited. After a little while, Carlie pulled out a little plastic bag of berries and began to eat, thinking about what would happen when the vampire came along here.

[Areater]

James turned just in time to see Oscar slipping through the cracked door. Of course he would choose this moment to do that. Growling, he chased after the surprisingly fast cat, unknowingly straight towards the slayer's trap. "Oscar, get over here!" he hissed, grabbing at the orange cat. Now he was only a few feet away from the trap, and hadn't noticed that Oscar avoided it.

[zakki]

Ɔαяℓιɛ Δиƨσи

Carlie drew in her breath and held it there when she saw the vampire nearly at their trap. Nobody had expected him to come this fast. Everbody was readying their weapons, as Carlie should've been, but she was afraid that she would miss and hit the cat. He seemed overly protective of his cats, and if she accidentally killed one he would go after her. If he could evade all of the others weapons, when he was fueled with rage he could easily evade hers.

[Areater]

{{ One thing I'm confused by:
Is the trap that he's running into an opening with them surrounding him, or is it a specific thing? Such as a snare or such? Sorry if it was obvious, I'm not good at this sort of thing. }}

[zakki]

{He's going to be surrounded. Sorry, I made it too complicated }

[Areater]

{{ Alright, thanks! }}

James quickly scooped Oscar up as the cat paused. Then, of course, James realized that Oscar would have stopped for a reason. The cat was hissing at the bushes, trees, practically everywhere around him where something could easily be hidden. Or somebody. He had ran straight into a trap. Holding his cat close to his chest, he let out a low growl. Go down fighting, he repeated over and over in his head. "Alright, who's going to die this time?" James' voice was quite calm considering the situation, and despite the fear he was feeling.

[zakki]

{*headesk* Sorry for not replying in ages, I keep forgetting, and my internet's playing up, and... yeah, sorry }

Ɔαяℓιɛ Δиƨσи

Carlie calmed herself, unlike some others in the group who were freaking out silently. He knew they were there now, and it was too late for him to run, but it looked like he was ready for a fight. This was going to be dangerous. Stick to the plan she thought, readying her bow. She aimed carefully, waiting for the leaders signal to start.