--- spfoley <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
> Derek didn't have to be asked twice. He reaimed the
> gun and sent a fireball
> straight at the creature he knew to be Marcus. The
> girl was dead already,
> there was no saving her and he knew it by now. He
> aimed again this time at
> the artifact. The force of the blast shattered it
> and the flames engulfed
> some of the more fragile pieces. Leaving in no
> longer in tact. If Marcus
> wanted to return again, he'd have to find some other
> way to do it. He then
> lowered the weapon slight and started towards the
> tunnel waiting of the
> other to come too and motioning them in ahead of
> him, so he could watch
> their backs.
>
> Not-Claire/Marcus howled in outrage, the sound
> itself sending what vampires
> that were still there both scrambling to get away as
> he was turned into a
> fiery tower of death and to try and strike out at
> the ones that had hurt
> their clan member.
>
> One such vampire caught Derek in a vicious swipe,
> long nails catching him in
> his left arm before moving ahead to try and grab the
> two men that had
> escaped before him.
>
Milo:
Milo swung his cane at the foul creature. He was
feeling a bit weak through out the whole ordeal. NOt
sure what to do most of the time from fear of death.
However he finaly did something, he shoved the cane
into the creatures chest hoping to nail its heart.
>
> * * * * * *
> The House....
>
> She hadn't even realized she had dozed off but one
> minute she was sitting on
> the couch, almost huddled, and the next she was
> waking up with a start and
> looking around, Derek's name on her lips.
>
> Something had happened.
>
> She stood up, the blanket half on her shoulders and
> half off, as she left
> the office and started toward and down the stairs.
> Jonathan met her before
> she could start down to the first floor to bring her
> up to date, his gaze
> concerned at her state but knowing she needed to
> know.
>
> "Sloan and Mrs. Rayne are here and I just got a call
> from the hospital.
> Father Philip Callahan has been checked in but is
> doing all right. Ms Adams
> is with him and will most likely be there for a
> while with giving statements
> and waiting for Philip to be checked out.
>
> Great... just great.
>
> "Okay, well go ahead and send someone to go pick
> them up. Wait for however
> long they need to until Philip's checked out, and
> then have them brought
> back here," Julia instructed, drawing the blanket
> closer about her as she
> mentally groaned at the mention of the two arrivals.
> Of all the days for
> this to happen...
>
> "You need to take your vitamin too." Jonathan
> reminded her gently.
>
> Julia looked at him, voice quiet and eyes troubled
> "I need Derek back home
> and safe."
>
>
> Sloan had heard voices and excused himself to go see
> who it was, only to
> look up at the stairwell and see none other than
> someone that looked exactly
> like Julia Walker.
>
> And she was giving instructions about Legacy members
> to Jonathan. He
> couldn't hide the grimace from his expression.
>
> It was just then that Julia looked downstairs,
> knowing it would be best if
> she took the vitamin instead of skipping it. She
> saw the expression and
> mentally clenched her teeth together as Jonathan
> walked with her. She still
> had the uneasy feeling something had happened and
> had to keep from looking
> at the door much less charge through it and go back
> to the cemetery.
>
> Come on Derek, she thought, come home. Please come
> home.
>
> "Julia." Sloan spoke her name once she reached the
> first floor, eyes taking
> her in and an eyebrow raising as he took in the
> blanket about her shoulders
> "Not feeling well?"
>
> She looked at Jonathan and gave him a nod to get him
> started on taking care
> of Kristen and Philip. Then she turned to greet
> Sloan "William. I kind of
> figured you'd be popping your mug around here soon.
> Nice to know you don't
> disappoint."
>
> She turned toward the kitchen and then in, Sloan
> following with a wry but
> distant chuckle. Julia went to the frig, got some
> milk and a vitamin and
> then took it, taking care not to give Sloan a clear
> view of what it was
> before she tucked it back in and closed the door and
> turn back toward him,
> milk in hand and blanket around shoulders and gaze
> determined.
>
=====
Scott "Shard" Dirk
"The Essence of Balance is Detachment. To Embrace a cause, to grow
fond or spiteful, is to lose one's Balance. Afterwhich no action can
be trusted." - Thief.
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