by AngelofSins » Mon Dec 07, 2009 8:49 am
((All right!=D So everyone I don't type for right now is basically just going to be fighting random people, unless someone needs someone for their character to fight. Fall emailed me, he's got some publishing thing so he can't get on... and D should be on later! And Saranu and Tamby are still looking for the other students. ^^))
With a happy howl, glad the battle was beginning, Kenyon barked roughly, telling the other wolves to get into the war before he charged forward and launched himself at the first available target in sight. The man was pretty tall, and he smelled like a human, though he might have had some form of power, but none of that bothered the blond wolf until he sunk his teeth into the man's shoulder while taking advantage of the other man's surprise and found that he could barely puncture the thick bullet-proof vest underneath, werewolf claws or no werewolf claws. Even so, that small edge caused to cop to shout in surprise and whip around, attempting to shoot Kenyon with his werewolf-killing gun. The younger man darted to the side, not taking much in other than that he knew the bullet would hurt, and if his fangs weren't working he'd just have to use them more, and claws, and just about anything else really.
"Duck!" Urick shouted, barely audible over the deafening roar of battle all around. He gave about two seconds for his warning to sink in and, knowing Jacklyn was smart enough to get the hell out of the way, swung his heavy battle axe at the cop who had fired at his friend, forcing them to jump back and their aim to let loose wildly. "Oltaron!" Through some unspoken command, the warhorse caught his master's meeting and galloped forward, a few bullets denting the heavy armor around his barrel-like body. He ran straight ahead, a trained cavalry horse, goal obviously to trample the enemy in front of him if said enemy wasn't intelligent enough to move before he did so.
"Damn. Akito, go fight! I'll try to find Ward, I've got no idea what to do with the kid! Be careful!" Agito shouted while the chaos broke out and the war caused enough confusion for him to be able to slip away. "Got it, bro!" The smaller boy half-saluted playfully before turning to Zarek. "Ready?" "Ready." The hybrid smiled grimly before dashing forward, straight at where Lia and Brice still stood, then sort of vaulted off the ground and pulled off a pretty pointless seeming-though really it helped him get enough air not to crash into them- back flip off the stage and into the crowd. "See ya, brat. Oh wait, probably not, you'll be long gone soon, huh?" He taunted one last time before hurrying to find an enemy with Akito following-though the human just took the stairs. "Sorry, not too uncomfortable, right?" Agito apologized, turning to Velius quickly. "Tell me if I'm holding too tight or anything, wouldn't want to hurt you."
Cage narrowed his eyes, watching the scene with distaste. He had flown up with Victoria, but his intention wasn't to help Hector-no Wyrm would need it anyway-but to ask for some sort of instruction. "Anything specific we have to do? Those kids look like they're handling it, but if one goes after a deputy we can be sure there will be a few casualties. Not to mention Ward, or is he going to be your playmate?" The angel asked, not daunted by the size of Hector's shifted form. Yeah, he was huge, but Cage had seen non-hybrid Wyrm's. They were scary, very very scary.
The war had begun, there was hell breaking loose, but among it all Trevor stood calm, eyes narrowed with hatred as he scanned the crowd. There were multiple vampires at this school, and to hell if he wasn't going to kill at least one of them before getting out of there, sleep or no sleep. At least he'd gotten some rest the day before, and a bump on the head. He was still pissed about that method of getting him to 'calm down', but right now he wasn't thinking about it. He was obsessed with his task at hand, finding a vampire, killing the freak, then repeating the process. Luckily, it didn't take too long to find what he was looking for. "The brat." The alchemist hissed, recognizing the vampire they'd tortured so long ago, Jason. Without any further ado, Trevor cocked the barrel of his gun and fired a quick warning shot at the vampire before running forward to get within fighting distance.