The Secret War.

1. Re: The Secret War.

   #41

   Sydney began to sense another near him, he turned to see another ghoul. He held a torch and opened a passage. "My Master wants an audiaunce with you, I would suggest you take it." Sydney went into the hidden corridor, as he travelled he began to see light in the shape of a door ahead.
   
   He walked through the door and into a brightly lit room. the room was empty for all but one chair in its center. In it sat Lucien. His pale handsome face was showing a toothy grin.  "Hello Sydney" he said, as if greeting an old friend, "I want to strike you a deal." Sydney scoffed at him. "What deal, that I end the excuse you call a life quickly?" Lucien smiled back, "Navarro never could control you mouth. But no, I am offering you the chance to save Isereth." Sydney laughed,"What?! Your crazy, I'm already doing that!"
   
   Lucien smiled again. "Oh Sydney, not from me, but from your brother, Silas." Sydney gave Lucien a confused and angry look. Again Lucien smiled. "Your friends will be here shortly, I will tell you the details when they arrive."

2. Re: The Secret War.

   #42

   "No problem, Nigel. Me name's Redwick Undersoor, and I'm dying for some sleep..."
   
   Usually, the half-dwarf would have walked over the corpses without a second thought, crushing any skulls and bones that happened to come under his foot. But decided not to test Nigel's fragile mind more than neccesary, so he stepped carefully through the bodies, trying to avoid any disgusting sounds. After a while, they reached a room with coffins along the walls.
   
   "Y'know, this seems way too much like a trap for my liking. I'll bet... 'ere, I'll just loan one 'o your stakes..."
   
   Redwick unceremenosly grabbed one of Nigel's stakes and threw it at the nearest coffin, hitting it somewhere in the middle. A blood-curling scream was heard, and the coffin opened to reveal a pale figure with oversized teeth and dry blood around its mouth. And the thrown stake through its heart.
   
   "Vampires! Six..."
   
   The kebabbed creature fell together in a dusty pile.
   
   "...I mean five of 'em!"
   
   The other five coffins bursted open, and out stepped five almost-naked vampires, hideously deformed, almost like ghouls. The looked hungrily at the trio.

3. Re: The Secret War.

   #43

   Five vampires, four stakes, not good.  Nigel's heart was in his throat and thoughts of Lisbeth were on his mind as his feet took him forward.  Stake raised high.  He ran at the first vampire swinging the stake downward towards the fiends heart with all the force his body could muster...
   
   ...and tripped three feet before he struck.
   
   He slid across the hardpack floor in a heap.  The remaining stakes clattered loudly across the floor.  He scraped his arm, hot drops of blood struck stone.  The two nearest vampires jumped on him hin a frenzy drooling, eager for blood.
   
   "REDWICK..." Nigel shouted "HELP!!"  He tried to fend off claw like hands that were propelled by supernaturally strong limbs...

4. Re: The Secret War.

   #44

   "GERROF 'IM, YOU FILTHY BLOODSUCKERS!"
   
   Redwick drew his sword and charged the frenzied vampires. He hacked and hacked at them, but they didn't seem to care one bit and started to grab him as well.
   
   "Darnit, darnit..."
   
   Then he remembered something he had heard a long time ago.
   
   "Garlic!"
   
   He struggled to get his backpack open while the vampires closed in on his neck...
   
   ...and got it open.
   
   "I was gonna save this for some cookin', but what the heck..."
   
   He pulled out a garlic. The vampires screamed in horror and jumped away, clawing to the walls.
   
   "There, that oughta hold 'em off. Here Nigel, take a piece and get to work with those stakes 'o yours."

5. Re: The Secret War.

   #45

   Anya smiled as she she walked forward and then the room came and then the vampires. Anya changed immediatly into a weird kind of animal half dog half werewolf. she moved quickly round the room dodging one of the vampires which tried to grab her. she jumped onto it's back and sunk her teeth into it's shoulder making sure not to keep her mouth on the wound for long she transformed back into herself and thrusted one of her stakes through it's heart. It screamed and then turned to dust "right so that's four left right" she called making it into a game "Hey nigel remember to watch your feet as well as your enemy and charge unless you know you have an advantage" Anya smiled at him kindly and countinued as she had done before killing another as it ran for her again. She watched as Redwick backed 3 of the vampires against the wall. She walked slowly over and stood and watched as Redwick told Nigel to kill them now "Go on nigel nothing like a bit of practice" she stood and watched for a moment before turning to the door and walking towards it. this shouldn't be hard to open she thought to herself looking at the wood and testing the strength. Anya walked back a bit transformed into a large rhino and charged at the door breaking it clean off the hinges. In a blink of an eye Anya was back "easy" she said outloud looking into the brightly lit room there in the middle sat lucien and Sydney "Redwick, Nigel come here i think we found him" Anya grimaced as she walked into the room her face set deep with anger to this man. He wasn't even a man He was a monster. "Whats going on Sydney why are you just talking to him? Lucien didn't think i would see you again anytime soon. But obviously i was mistaken hey" she walked a bit further keeping one hand on the hilt of her sword and one on a stake getting ready to use it if needs be.

6. Re: The Secret War.

   #46

   Nigel stabbed the vampire pinned to the wall with strength born of fear.  The creature shrieked in agony as the wood pierced its heart.  Nigel looked deep into its eyes and saw them turn inky as the being's foul soul fled to the underworld.  The creature burst into flames and before the body was consumed Nigel was stabbing the second and then the third.  He stalked after Anya, tears making paths down his grime covered face...

7. Re: The Secret War.

   #47

   "Anya! So good to see you again! Its been too long! Ha ha ha!" Lucien laughed. "I'm afraid I havent met the other two yet, although the stake man is familiar..."
   "Get to the point Lucien!" Sydney yelled. "Oh yes," Lucien said, as if only now remebering, "the point. I have a secret that I've kept from you Sydney, your brother is not only alive, he's one of us. But he has become a problem, you see, it seems he has made a pact with the Werewolves, He has become their leader and is leading an attack. He is some how gotten stronger, and I need you to stop him, talk it over with each other, and give me an answer.

8. Re: The Secret War.

   #48

   "Werewolves? Those can be pretty nasty critters. Anyways... Lucien, was it?"
   
   Redwick aproached the sinister being sitting in the chair quite nonchalantly, garlic in his hand just to be safe.
   
   "Lucien, yeah, what kind 'o reward would we get for helpin' you? And don't give me that old "eternal life"-stuff, I want money. Or food, or just some place to sleep. And not a coffin, that's damn uncomfortable."

9. Re: The Secret War.

   #49

   Anya stared at Lucien her face contorting with rage "you want us to help you win this war." she laughed evily "you have a nerve! You hurt our loved one's and our friends and you wish us to help you!" The light flickered as she spoke casting a long gruesome shadow of her slender form up on the wall. but it was different! the shadow had wing's, huge wing's spanning across the wall from side to side. As soon as it had appeared it had gone again. but it stayed long enough for the group and Lucien to see it.

10. Re: The Secret War.

    #50

    "Well, what do you know? It seems your new friend hasnt told you something eh?" Lucien joked. The entire thing was a game to him. "I'm surprised, I never knew anyone to help a ghoul..." Sydney let out a low hiss. Nigel, Redwick, and Anya looked at him with surprise. Lucien had obviously known this would happen. "Oh, you did'nt tell them did you Sydney? Yes, it seems he is a ghoul, an evil being, fighting against those who hurt him long ago, ha, ha, ha, isn't it dramatic?"
    
    "Lucien" Sydney began "what do you mean that Silas is getting stronger? Where has he been all this time?" Lucien shifted in his throne like chair before answering. "Silas was not killed along with your parents Sydney, Count Navarro thought he was your superior, and so he turned him to our side. Then turned you into his gaurd.
    
    "What do you mean thought he was stronger? Are you saying My families death was not random!?" Sydney yelled. He didnt know what to think, his usual cool headedness escaped him.
    
    "You mean you never knew?!" Lucien exclaimed, boy like wonder filled his eyes. "Your father was a retired vampire hunter. He killed many of my kind. During that that time ten years ago the Werewolves started to outnumber us, so Count Navarro came up with a plan to strengthen the Vampire ranks. His theory was that the strongest human makes a stronger vampire. So, he was put in charge in of finding strong humans to convert. You and Silas were among the first, unfortunately you hand injured him and drank a few drops of his blood. Remember? Thats how you were turned into a ghoul in the first place. You brother, however, became a strong vampire lord, and soon was one of the most powerful. While you layed around Navarro's castle doing meaningless chores, Silas was gaining more ground for us vampires."
    
    "Then what?" Sydney asked. Lucien's smile had left his face. "Then he betrayed us, killing a good few vampire lords. Somehow he has aligned with the Werewolves, and gained more power for himself." Sydney was still a bit confused,  "What do you mean power? Has he got a large army or..."
    
    "No" Lucien said, cutting him off, "He has exceeded the power a normal vampire has. It is impossable to do, only Dracula has that kind of power, but he has acheived it somehow. Thats why I need you, I am no tracker, but you are, and with their help you should be able to take him out before he gets more powerful for anyone to handle. Now make up your mind." Sydney wasn't really taking in all of what he had just heard, but he knew what he had to do."No Lucien" He said drawing his sword "I will first deal with you, then Silas. Ready! GO!!!     

11. Re: The Secret War.

    #51

    "And I thought I could get some cash outta this. Oh well, once a vampire, always a vampire, I suppose..."
    
    Redwick drew his sword and waved the garlic in front of Lucien. Strangely, the vampire didn't seem to react, just sniffing his nose with disgust.
    
    "Ohh, I suppose you're one 'o those powerful vampires, not like those fellows we took care of earlier."
    
    Lucien jumped out of his throne with unnatural speed and gave Redwick a punch in the stomach, sending him flying through the room and hitting the far wall rather hard.
    
    "Well, this seems familiar..."

12. Re: The Secret War.

    #52

    Sydney charged at Lucien, and took massive swings at him, but they were nimbly dodged. this sword is weighing me down, I need to get rid of something Sydney jumped back and and threw his shield at Lucien, who ducked under it, then Sydney charged at him with all his might, and he slashed upward. Lucien backed away just in time, the sword had cut off his cloak but nothing more. Lucien then pushed his hands forward, creating a gust of wind that sent Sydney flying into the wall. "Dont be a fool Sydney, your nothing without your whip!" He said, now drawing Sydney' whip from the back of him. "I will kill you all! You were fools to come into the home of a vampire!"

13. Re: The Secret War.

    #53

    Blind with rage Nigel rushed forward swinging the sword he had picked up.  Here stood the dreaded Lord Lucien, the one who had taken his beloved Lisbeth from him, the one he must slay by any means.  He was stopped in mid swing by a voice ringing out, as clear as a bell.
    
    "Nigel"
    
    It was Lisbeth, his lost love standing but five paces away, clad in a white dress.  She looked as radiant as he remembered her the first time he lay eyes on her.  He stood in slack jawed amazement, his sword dropped from nervous fingers and seemed to take forever to clatter on the floor.  His eyes brimmed with tears.  Could it be?
    
    "I came back for you."
    
    Her voice was like music to his ears, he closed his eyes in rapture.  Lisbeth closed the distance in a blink.  Her eyes held his drawing him into their depths.
    
    "We can be together again."  She grasped his hand, "Just like before."
    
    Her flesh was cold to the touch.  Nigel struggled, thinking about what he wanted and what he knew to be true...

14. Re: The Secret War.

    #54

    Anya transformed instantly into the large wolf first jumping at lucien but missing as he stepped proudly away. once she had landed she turned round and saw Nigel being held by a woman a vampire of course what else would be here. Anya jumped nimbly at the woman knocking her backwards. Anya stood in front of Nigel staring with her teeth beared at the lady her skin was pale and sharp teeth protruded from her top gum. She let off a long shriek and jumped at the wolf. Anya jumped back and landed on Lisbeths stomach. 

15. Re: The Secret War.

    #55

    Sydney got up from off the floor. "Leave Lucien to me! I'm gonna get my whip back!" Sydney ran at Lucien and dodged as his whip slashed at him. Sydney got in close, and attacked Lucien, but the sword was no whip, and he missed. Lucien wrapped his whip around Sydney's foot, and pulled up, sending Sydney to the ground. He then thust it downward, but Sydney rolled over and grabbed his shield from off the ground. Sydney block the next few hits with his shield, then got in close for an attack. Lucien dodged and struck him several times in the chest. Luckily it didnt strike his heart. Shield held high, Sydney charged again, Lucien's whip struck the shield a few times, and even hisstomach, but Sydney advanced still. Lucien was rammed into the wall, then Sydney lowered his shield ,and stabbed for his heart, but was struck in the face.
    
    Stumbling backwards Sydney was yet again pushed against the wall by the wind Lucien sent forth. "You cant win" Lucien said rubbing his ribs "I'm too powerful for you. Just accept my offer!" Sydney stood up "Never! I will never be used again. You will pay for what your kind did to my family, I'll show you what happens when a plan really backfires!" Sydney took a defensive stance before resuming the battle.

16. Re: The Secret War.

    #56

    Redwick saw that Lucien did seem to have company. Pretty one, too. But she was like him, an undead drinker of blood. Not knowing Nigel's particular interest in the woman, the half-dwarf yelled at him.
    
    "What're ya waitin' for? Get that friggin' vampire before she causes us more trouble! You're not much of a vampire-slayer if ya don't slay vampires!"
    
    He got on his feet and tried to advance towards Lucien, thinking he was preoccupied with his nemesis. However, the vampire merely waved his hand and sent the half-dwarf once again against the wall...

17. Re: The Secret War.

    #57

    Sydney and Lucien danced in a circle of death dealing blows. Sydney was starting to tire out,He's too powerful, I cant win. Sydney jumped away from Lucien's whip, but was again caught on the ankle and thrown to the floor. Lucien quickly dragged him over to him, Sydney lay motionless taking in deep breaths. "You see" he mocked "You dont know a good deal when it hits you in the face."
    
    Sydney quickly grabbed the end of his whip and kicked Lucien away. "And you dont know a trap when its laying at your feet!" Sydney stood up, he grabbed the handle of his whip and struck the floor. Lucien hissed as he backed away. Just then two loud clawing noises could be heard coming down the passage Sydney had taken to get here. Then there were howls. "The Werewolves! I forgot about them!" Lucien and Sydney looked gravely at each other. They both thought of the same thing; How am I going to survive now?

18. Re: The Secret War.

    #58

    Anya growled once more at the woman lieing on the floor. She screamed a bloodcurdling cry. Then anya heared them the howls of other wolves not her kind though Werewolfs. Anya jumped off of the she-vampire and turned on her paws towards the door. It wasn't long before the Werewolfs came ripping through the door the flesh of ghouls hanging from there mouth. Anya instantly jumped at the first one in tearing at it's throat another grabbed her and chucked her away. She smashed into the wall and slide down getting to her feet once again. Anya howled a nasty low howl and jumped once again at the one she knocked to the floor in the first place. Anya ripped at the werewolfs chest ripping gashes so deep that blood poured out onto the floor. She turned and barked at the other to Redwick and Nigel to come and help. Two werewolfs ran towards Lisbeth backing her into the wall in total there were 7 werewolfs and more coming this is ridiculous Thought Anya as she jumped at another of them and knocking it to the floor on it's stomach and ripping at it's back It howled in pain and tried to roll over onto it's back but Anya held on pinning it's arms down with her back paws.

19. Re: The Secret War.

    #59

    Lucien looked at Sydney "We'll finish this later Cain!" He scattered into a group of bats and flew off. "Come back you coward!" Sydney went off towards the other werewolves. Two jumped at him, but with a single leap he dodged. Then he caught the neck of one with his whip, jumped on its back and started choking it. The other werewolf attacked it trying to get to Sydney, when they began fighting each other Sydney jumped off its back. "Soon this place will be crawling with werewolves, we need to escape!"

20. Re: The Secret War.

    #60

    Anya made a small nod she ran quickly towards nigel and bumped him onto her back and ran after Sydney her barked loudly at Redwick for him to follow.

21. Re: The Secret War.

    #61

    The spell was broken Nigel waded thru the gore and flying fur of werewolves and flutter of bat wings.  His eyes were dry, he was done with tears he was done with many things.  Lisbeth lay bloodied by Anya but still very much alive, still very...beautiful.
    
    "Nigel, my love.  I knew you wouldn't leave me."
    
    Nigel looked down at her, eyes filled with love.
    
    He placed his hand upon her cheek...
    
    Then drove the stake in his right hand thru Lisbeth's heart.  Her bloodcurdling scream would haunt his dreams till the end of his days.  He turned and ran, following the others...

22. Re: The Secret War.

    #62

    Redwick took his chance as Lucien turned into a flock of bats. He grabbed one of the bats and threw it into the wall.
    
    "Now we're even..."
    
    Satisfied, he turned to the more pressing matter of the hordes of werewolves.
    
    "If we could get the pack leader, the others would flee. Probably."
    
    Not knowing who the pack leader actually was, and not wanting to accidently hurt that shape-shifting girl, he merely followed the rest of the gang, practically running on the backs of the thightly packed wolves.

23. Re: The Secret War.

    #63

    Sydney ran through the corridors the others had come from, making sure not to leave the others behind. He moved up the stairs and back into the room they first entered. In front of him stood a group of werewoles. Past them was the exit. Sydney spit on the floor. "Lets do this!" He yelled. The others had caught up.

24. Re: The Secret War.

    #64

    "All this running... I wanna sleep!" complained Redwick, but drew his sword anyway.
    
    "Right, which one 'o ya is the pack leader?"
    
    The werewolves bared their teeth and growled threatengly.
    
    "If you're not gonna tell, I guess I'll just have to take care of all of ya..."
    
    He charged. The werewolves charged.
    
    Lucien would probably have enjoyed the result. There was a loot of blood.

25. Re: The Secret War.

    #65

    Anya transformed into herself again and panted slightly before standing up straight and pulling her sword from her holster she attacked one of the werewolfs killing it with a blow to the head then another killing it by a thrust through the heart. Anya then transformed into a mighty eagle she flew into the air and picked one of the werewolfs easily of the ground the celing was quite high so she could drop it from a height. She flew right up to the celing and let go of the struggiling wolf. It flew through the air and was dead before to hit the ground. Gore splattered everywhere. Anya soared down to get another one and repeating the process all over again.

26. Re: The Secret War.

    #66

    "OI! Whatch where you drop those wolves, lady! I'm covered in enough unidentifiable substances already!"
    
    Redwick chopped left and right, hoping that that wolf was the pack leader... Or that one... Or that one... and so on. But no such luck, they just kept on coming.

27. Re: The Secret War.

    #67

    Sydney Was in the midsts of the Werewolves. His whip was lashing out at anything he saw. Once he almost hit Redwick in the head. Surrounded he jumped in the air to see a huge eagle drop a Werewolf from a great height. He landed next to Nigel, and he began fighting again. Then, the Werewolves stopped as a huge roar erupted though the castle. Sydney stopped too.
    
      A path started to clear as a particularly big werewolf made his way towards Sydney. He had gray and blue fur, and a scar across his bottom lip.. He stood a few feet away from Sydney. "Silas wants an audiance with you Sydney. He will spare your friends if you come with me." Sydney looked menacingly at this new arrival. He had an equally angry face on, as if disapointed he couldn't rip off his head.
    
    "What kind of insurance would I have that they would be left alone?" Sydney asked. "You have Silas' word. Is that enough?" He answered roughly. "Okay Scarlip, where is he?" Scarlip sniggered, "You think I'll tell you? Your dumber then you look. Silas told me to give you a second chance to accept, or you'll just become another liability."
    
    Sydney cracked his whip. "Do you call Silas your master?"
    Scarlip said nothing. "Fine" Sydney said, "I'll beat it out of you."

28. Re: The Secret War.

    #68

    Anya flew down and resumed her true form once again. She looked at the head werewolf and grinned. she walked forward and stood by sydney "this is the head's lapdog is it." she bowed deeply "why what a pleasure to meet such a grand wolf" she let out a loud laugh "there never was a wolf like you" she cried out sarcastically. The look on scarlip's face was not one of pleasure but one of hatred and lothing. Anya laughed again and transformed into her mighty wolf's shape. she howled in pleasure. Her shackles raised and her teeth came into view once again. She was ready they would find out where they needed to go to find the head werewolf then they would kill it.

29. Re: The Secret War.

    #69

    Scarlip roared, "Stop calling me that! Scarlip is not my name!" Sydney scoffed, "What is it then? Splitlip? Or maybe lapdog? Come on, help me out here, I'm in the dark. Hahahaha!" Sydney took a step forward. "You cant make a deal with me Scarlip, I'm your natural born enemy. Now I'll give you a second chance to tell me where I can find my brother, or you'll become another liability."
    
      There was a pause. Scarlip and Sydney were locked in a staredown. Scarlip showed anger, but Sydney showed evil pleasure, he was really enjoying this. Well, isnt this dramatic? Then they dove at each other, Scarlip was clawing at Sydney with surprising speed and accuracy. Sydney dodged all but the first few swipes, then he was hit in the neck. He was slammed against the wall. Scarlip pounded his head into the stone. So much that a crater was forming. But then, Sydney wrapped his whip around his hand, and pulled down. Scarlip's entire arm want down, and Sydney kicked him in the face.
    
    Scarlip grabbed his whip as Sydney hit his chest hard trying to release his whip. Scarlip sniggered as Sydney desperately pounded away. Then he grabbed his head and threw Sydney into the wall. This time the wall crumbled ontop of him. His body was lost under the heavy wreckage. Scarlip looked at Anya with a smile. "Where's your smart remark now?" He taunted. 

30. Re: The Secret War.

    #70

    Nigel angled himself so that he was in a position to get behind Scarlip.  The werewolf's attention was on Anya.  He would have scant opportunity to strike.  He would have to act quickly...

31. Re: The Secret War.

    #71

    Redwick noticed Nigel was trying to do. Time for an attention-moving manvouver.
    
    "Whoa whoa whoa, Mr. Wolf-guy, no need to get angry. We just wanna get out of here, is all. Catch some sleep and...uh... bust some vampires. Yeah..."
    
    If only Nigel could hurry up, Redwick was running out of things to say...

32. Re: The Secret War.

    #72

    Nigel stepped forward and plunged the sword to the hilt in the werewolf's exposed back, or at least that is what would have happened if the sword were made of silver, or imbued with magikal properties.  As it was it was just a regular sword, made of fine steel and not driven with enough force to hurt the pack leader, just get his attention.  Scarlip spun and leapt atop Nigel, claws slashing and fangs gnashing...

33. Re: The Secret War.

    #73

    "Aw crud, here we go again..."
    
    Redwick jumped on top of the quite angry wolf.
    
    "Whoa there, get away from Nigel!"
    
    The wolf thrashed around, trying to throw Redwick of, but he held on for his dear life like some wolf-riding rodeo-artist.

34. Re: The Secret War.

    #74

    Anya jumped in immediatly clawing at the werewolf bringing blood to the skin. she darted back avoiding a swipe from it's angry paws. Anya lowered her head and ran full pelt at the werewolf bowling him to the ground off of Nigel. Redwick would of rolled with the werewolf. fianlly Scarlip managed to throw redwick off and jumped towards Anya knocking her over and again turning to Nigel. Anya jumped once again and landed on the beast's back bringing it down to the floor. bitting into it's scruff and pushing it's head into the ground. Scarlip wriggled a bit and then slashed at the floor managing to catch hold of Anya back left paw and ripping her off of him. He threw anya away and she slid down the wall opposite. Anya was back in her true form. She pulled her sword out of her scabbard and ran at the wolf. It wasn't a silver sword but a bronze sword it looked so flimsy but it had gold writting etched down the blade. Anya ran with all her might at the werewolf and plunged the sword deep into it's arm and into the wall behind. Scarlip roared a mighty roar and turned to it's arm trying it's best to pull the blade out. "stuck fast now aren't you" giggled Anya as she puffed and panted. "gave us a bit of a run around din't ya" Anya wiped her forehead and turned to the other's "we ain't going to kill him yet we will let the lapdog talk first ok. Nigel are you alright" she walked carefully over to Nigel and leant down beside him. She pushed her shiny black hair out of her face and looked gently down with one of her intoxicating smiles.

35. Re: The Secret War.

    #75

    Nigel, too tired and beaten to be intoxicated, nodded.  He waved Anya away and crawled to the pile of rubble that had fallen on Sydney.  He looked for signs of life, in vain, before beginning the laborious task of moving the huge stones...

36. Re: The Secret War.

    #76

    Sydney could only see black. He hurt all over, and wondered what was happening outside. I took the fight too lightly. I cant believe he beat me! I hope they got him. Sydney began to see light coming in on him. He saw the blurry image of Nigel picking up the rocks ontop of him. Sydney stood up slowly. He dug through the wreckage and found his whip. He walked over to Scarlip. "So" he said calmly, rage burning in his eyes, "you ready to talk?" Scarlip shot him an angry look, then he tried to lunge at him, but Anya's sword kept him in place. "Wrong answer!" Sydney began to whip him, he didnt stop until he fell on his knees. The pain he felt was astounding, he needed to rest."Make him talk, I need to rest." Sydney looked over at the other werwolves, who stupidly stood there. He laughed. Stupid animals, their next.

37. Re: The Secret War.

    #77

    Anya looked at Sydney. She then turned to scarlip and began to walk backwards and forwards in front of him. "you know what we want to know don't you" The wolf tugged and tugged on the sword "scum" he cried out i "will kill you ALL" Anya laughed a cold merceless laugh. "you can try for all the good it will do you" Anya turned to redwick and smiled "we will have to do this the hard way cause i don't think he wants to talk. The lapdog wants to keep his master's secret a secret" she laughed again as she saw Scarlip sramble for the sword and tugging as hard as he could "I'm not a lapdog" he shouted over her laugh.

38. Re: The Secret War.

    #78

    "The hard way? I don't like the hard way."
    
    Redwick turned to the rather angry wolf.
    
    "Listen fella, you can't go anywhere, and you're badly wounded. Be reasonable and help us, and we just migth help you..."

39. Re: The Secret War.

    #79

    Scarlip twisted around trying to break free. "Fine!" He yelled "I'll tell you where my master is! He is in the Eridan Caverns to the north of here. But he is much more powerful then me! So, Let me go!"

40. Re: The Secret War.

    #80

    Redwick nodded and pulled out the sword.
    
    "See? You don't have to use violence and threats to..."
    
    Scarlip snarled and jumped at the half-dwarf, stepped backwards and slipped on some loose floortiles. The age of the building and the fact that ghouls and vampires aren't exactly concerned about keeping things up to date saved him from an untimely death. The wolf turned around and snarled again.
    
    "Okay, maybe a little violence then. Fellas?"

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