When you are backed against the wall

Emne: When you are backed against the wall Tors Jun 09, 2022 4:30 am

When you are backed against the wall, break the goddamn thing down.
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Now, Zitora was used to it being weeks sometimes before she heard anything from her mother. Which was okay, Zitora was a busy woman herself and the two had entirely different lives. But as she the other night had started to feel the pinches of pain from people cutting the ties to her connection, she had begun to worry. So, like any sane person would do, she had tried to sneak herself into her mother's mind to hear if everything was alright, but it was like meeting a wall. Which only meant one thing really: her mother tried to keep her away from something. Which only meant one other thing: trouble. But Zitora was perhaps even more stubborn than her mother, and it took simply tabbing into the mind of one of the other members to realize just how bad it was. People were sick, people were dying.

After having explained all of this to Frederik, she had taken off in her car. Through some of the local portals and on the highway till she reached the mansion, so she had been a little over the speed limit, just a little bit. Not that she cared, not right now. Because since she kept tabs on her mother's pack throughout the mind of Monica, one of the healers, the worry just intensified within a seconds. Because the sickness seemed to get worse. So, Zitora knew she needed to find help from someone who actually help. It seemed like a battle move, make your enemies sick so you could attack when they had their guards down, not that her mother ever had her guard down - perhaps the thing that scared her the most.

Once out of the car, she walked inside the large mansion and took a sharper breath in, looking around. She could have entered the mind of them to let them know she was here, but Zitora also knew better than trying to get inside the heads of older and stronger beings - even if she was more than capable, she was often just met with someone being able to sense here there and push her out before she delivered her message. "Damian?" She called out, looking around having some of the servants point her in the direction, passing Adonis on her way and Elias whom had his brows pressed a little bit down confused with how straightforward Zitora walked. Something was clearly up, which made him put his coffee down and get up.

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Damian hadn’t been able to stay much in Athena the last couple of months, mainly having stayed in Theronida or other places in the world to keep tabs on his pack, especially now that the whole deal with the Russian pack had been put to rest.
But today, he happened to be in the mansion by Grounds of Lily, staying in the study while he was reading up on a new proposal by his brother from Scotland, hoping to get some input on how the pack was supposed to be run there. He breathed heavily before hearing a car come into the driveway, parking, and then the woman walked inside. He quickly remembered this to be Zitora as he was quite certain she had never been here on her own, which made him stand up and walk into the kitchen, where he saw Elias already standing there, ready to hear what was going on.
“What can I do for you, Zitora?” he asked with a slightly raised brow, having a feeling already that he wasn’t going to like what she had to tell him. Nonetheless, he stood rather patiently, waiting for her to explain what was going on.

Emne: Sv: When you are backed against the wall Tors Jun 09, 2022 4:31 pm

Zitora took a sharper breath in, now she had never had trouble with explaining anything in her life. But this, how did she describe this when she wasn't even completely sure what was going on? In all it was the reason she was here, because she was worried. "I'm afraid that something is going on around my mother's pack area, several members just suddenly died, and they are sick -" she informed exhaling slowly, "all them are sick; and I can't reach her -" Zitora folded her lips a little bit together, Elias pressed his brows a bit further together. He hadn't heard about anything in the forest in that area, not that he used much of his time there. "She is most likely just trying to keep me out of the area, and I don't know what to do," Zitora confessed looking slightly hopeful at Damian, as if he would know what to do. It wasn't really a situation you saw Zitora in often, admitting she didn't know what to do. But this was something beyond the list of things on what she could do on her own. Sometimes you found strength in admitting you couldn't deal with everything on your own.

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His eyes narrowed. Now it didn’t lie in his nature, so be particularly concerned. Being as old as he was, he had perfected the ways of controlling the rage that came along with the wolf inside his mind. When the warlock had cursed them with eternal life, there had been a slight error in his punishment. With time and constant death hanging over your head, you either became insane with the worry and pain, or you turned it around to keep yourself collected and calm when the storm hit. This was one of those times when he knew he needed to keep himself grounded, even if that tiny voice was whispering, begging to be let loose in the back of his head. But once he did, there would be a chance that it could never be contained again.
“Right” he murmured letting his eyes turn to his oldest son “get the backup we need, you” he turned and looked Zitora straight into her eyes, now he knew that she wanted to come with them. But under no circumstances was he about to allow her to do that. Not when her mother was doing everything in her power to keep her away. “I’m sorry, but I can’t let you come with us, and you’ll have to stay here” he lifted his hand, he wasn’t in the mood to start arguing; and if she was at least as stubborn as Tatia; she would start to argue with him.
“This is non-negotiable” he added “your mother very well be in danger, but if she is trying to keep you away, then you should respect that wish and let us do what we can to help, okay?” he kept his eyes locked with hers, unflinching, hardened. He didn’t have time to be caring, now was the time to act and he couldn’t do both.

Emne: Sv: When you are backed against the wall Tirs Jun 21, 2022 6:11 pm

He nodded to his father, then walked out to gather some backup, already knowing where this was going, they had no idea what to expect. But it couldn't be good and they needed as many hand on deck as possible, Melanie rather quick on picking up on Elias gathering people and helped him.
Zitora turned her head when Damian then turned his eyes to her, making her raise her brow a little bit. Of course a part of her wanted to come with and be at help, she could create some pretty good throws with the wind - just like him, if she wanted to - she cleared her throat but doing so, he lifted his hand to show he didn't want to argue if with her: This is non-negotiable. Zitora narrowed her eyes a little bit, as if she wanted to discuss with herself if she was going to let it go or not, their eyes kept locked with each other, till she exhaled. "Fine," her reply was short, but included much more than one word. It was a word of him better getting her mother back in one piece, that if anything were to happen she would recall it as to be because she wasn't there. It was unfair, and perhaps she knew she wouldn't blame him on that record, because her being their was a distraction. She knew better than that. "I will wait here," she clicked her tongue a little bit, not liking this one bit. But also if there was one person she trusted with getting her mother back, it was Damian. "I trust you okay, don't blow it up," she took a step back then turning her eyes to the side as Melanie walked in. "We are ready," she looked towards Zitora with a small nod, then looking at Damian.

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A smirk formed over his lips before a small scoff left him. Hadn’t this been Tatia’s girl, he would have put her in her place. Challenging an alpha was one thing, but to pin this on him if her mother didn’t come out on the other end came from a naïve mind who genuinely believed they could have been the reason between life and death. If he couldn’t help, there wouldn’t be much Zitora could do. He would guess that the only reason why she had come here was that she already knew that her boyfriend wouldn’t be much help either–besides, why was he even the first choice, just because he and Tatia were dating?
But he didn’t say anything other than giving her a stiff nod and then turned on the ball of his feet, walking with Melanie so they could get to the forest.
He looked at those gathered.
“We are looking at a potential threat against the north of the forest that is connected to Gaia; there is no way of knowing what we will walk into, which is why no one travels alone; everyone needs at least one to back them up, and I expect that if anyone becomes too sick to continue, they will fall back and regroup; this is not a day we play heroes, but a day we make sure that we get as many people we can out.”
His eyes pierced through the crowd as his commands left his lips. All of those parts of his pack, the most trusted that he had taken with him from Theronida, nodded, then he changed into his form and started running, his paws pounding against the ground underneath him. Even if he didn’t show it, he could feel worry form in his chest as he picked up speed.

Emne: Sv: When you are backed against the wall Tors Jun 23, 2022 3:31 pm

Melanie nodded to Damian, making sure everyone else as well then listened up to the command. Then as her brother changed shape, so did she, so did Adonis, Elias - even Castor had made it here, not that there had been time for him to say hello as he just had made it back to Theronida when his father had called him along. It didn't take long before a pack of werewolves were running from the area out to the forest, a rare sight seeing the greatest pack go off into the unknown not knowing what sort of threat they were facing.

Heading into the forest you could feel it in the air the closer you got, you could almost smell how the nature was rotting slowly away. Something toxic was playing, making Melanie concerned for how Tatia's pack area had to look like, knowing it was surrounded by water, if their biggest water source was infected with whatever was killing the nature, no wonder people were dying, it was the source to their food supplies and all. Splitting up, she followed Damian, watching Elias and Castor go the other way, letting everyone run in smaller groups, yet still within reach if needed. The perfect formation. But they were far from the only ones out here with the idea to see what this was about, a foolish smaller group of hunters were out seeking to finally end the lives of some of the fierce shapeshifters in the area now that they had seen a weak link in them being sick, which mixed the bitter and sour scent of the rotten and dead ground with gunpowder and blood. Not a good sign.

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It didn’t take long before they finally reached the part of the forest where Tatia and her pack had their territory, but what met them, however, was horrendous. Not that Damian lingered, and as he made sure that they all split up in pairs, he ran toward the centre of the village, seeing if he could find people alive, and most importantly for him, he needed to find Tatia, no matter what state she was in.
He jumped one of the hunters with a shift attack and tore his arm clear off. It was a horrible sight, but he didn’t care much for people that tried to take advantage in such a way. One thing was hunters, but hunters only went after weak supernaturals—they had a special place in hell waiting for them.

Hugo almost fell through the door into the manor. Now, his father had called for him, what, a year ago? Well, the boy had places to be and see—so okay, he hadn’t seen or heard the message before a few weeks ago, when he had come out of one of his trances. Now he had been in some jungle in Africa, high on some flower that only grew once every twenty years. His brows pressed together as he took a small flask out of his pocket and took a small sip. “Oi, anyone home? Or was this just a terrible way of getting me back into the fold?” he called before he stepped a little further in, where a beautiful young woman came into sight. “Oh, well, you aren’t one of the members of the pack—wait, don’t tell me, are you my father's new girlfriend or something alike?” he sighed, rolling his eyes as he walked past her to get into the kitchen to see if there was something else he could drink that was a little more expensive than his cheap booze in the pocket flask.

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It didn’t take long before they finally reached the part of the forest where Tatia and her pack had their territory, but what met them, however, was horrendous. Not that Damian lingered, and as he made sure that they all split up in pairs, he ran toward the centre of the village, seeing if he could find people alive, and most importantly for him, he needed to find Tatia, no matter what state she was in.
He jumped one of the hunters with a shift attack and tore his arm clear off. It was a horrible sight, but he didn’t care much for people that tried to take advantage in such a way. One thing was hunters, but hunters only went after weak supernaturals—they had a special place in hell waiting for them.

Hugo almost fell through the door into the manor. Now, his father had called for him, what, a year ago? Well, the boy had places to be and see—so okay, he hadn’t seen or heard the message before a few weeks ago, when he had come out of one of his trances. Now he had been in some jungle in Africa, high on some flower that only grew once every twenty years. His brows pressed together as he took a small flask out of his pocket and took a small sip. “Oi, anyone home? Or was this just a terrible way of getting me back into the fold?” he called before he stepped a little further in, where a beautiful young woman came into sight. “Oh, well, you aren’t one of the members of the pack—wait, don’t tell me, are you my father's new girlfriend or something alike?” he sighed, rolling his eyes as he walked past her to get into the kitchen to see if there was something else he could drink that was a little more expensive than his cheap booze in the pocket flask.

Emne: Sv: When you are backed against the wall Søn Jun 26, 2022 8:12 pm

Tatia let out a pained sigh as she pulled her sword out of the hunter in front of her, her vision rather blurred. But it would be a shame to say she hadn't been through worst sorts of hell, this time however it was a different enemy. She couldn't defeat the sickness that spread out her veins, but she could get people away, she had tried sending Kenzo with a handful to the nearest hospital. Then the hunters had arrived, and anyone who knew Tatia knew, they would have to kill her to make it past her. No matter how much blood she coughed or out of breath she was from the virus trying to kill her - there was no way. This was not the time to die, not when she still had people who counted on her. She hadn't transformed yet, even through the thought had been there many times, it was just risky if the wolf got too much control in the state of stress her body was in. She coughed again, horribly, almost gasping for air - perfect, the hunters thought now was the moment, at least till Melanie jumped at one of them, the scream could be heard shortly echoing in the pack area till it died alongside the hunter she had killed.

Zitora hated this. So, much she cursed and hammered her hand on the counter. Her mother had come back to life twice, the only two times she had died - who was to know if she could again? The last thing Zitora wanted was to feel the mental connection break and lose her mother forever. She couldn't lose anymore family. Then a sound of footsteps made her head turn around, narrowing her eyes a little bit and push down her worry for a hot minute. Zitora wondered who he was, but his comment made her raise her brow. "I'm not -" she replied and narrowed her eyes a bit more then turning around keeping her eyes at him. "Make that two," she looked as it seemed like he wanted to get a better drink. She would love nothing more than something to kill her nerves a little bit with. "And who are you again?"

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As soon as Damian saw Tatia and how she looked, he barged through the men that tried to take advantage, one of them being taken down by his sister, and the others he tore their heads clean off. When he finally made his way to his love, his red eyes looked into hers before gesturing for her to get on his back. It would be much easier for him to carry her this way and still be able to fend off people. He nodded to his sister, making her run behind him, so no one would try to attack them this way. They needed to get people out, but right now, he only had one person that he cared for. Therefore, it wasn’t his priority to help the rest, even though he would probably get reprimanded for it by her later. That was a battle he would gladly take, as long as she was alive to do it.

He twitched his nose as he found a good brandy and looked up as she told him that she wanted one too “as you wish” he found another glass and started pouring; a small chuckle left him as he looked up “the handsome looks didn’t give it away?” he lifted a brow before letting out a sigh, drowning the drink before he poured himself a new one “Hugo, or by birth Joaquín” his name is pronounced in his mother tongue French “son of Elias” he said with a smile and let his hand glide over the light stubble over his chin. “So, where is everyone?” he asked, lifting a brow; it seemed rather important since they had left her here all on her lonesome.

Emne: Sv: When you are backed against the wall Fre Jul 01, 2022 4:40 am

She could feel the stress melt away as her eyes connected with Damian's, and her mind reset into a place giving her an extra push to get on her feet. No, she didn't like the thought much on having to go, she had fought way to hard to give up - the eternal pushing through the world seemed to command of her, but not today. Today, she got herself on Damian's back. Using the last of her strength to hold onto him. Melanie turned her head in her brother's direction and then started to run behind Damian, then signaling to the remaining wolves that they were headed back, knowing the others could get as many out as possible while her and Damian made their way back to the mansion with Tatia. Melanie had her eyes out for threats, not many hunters should dare try to take a shot at the three of them, their auras screamed enough through the forest to make anyone turn around if they knew what was good for them. So she hoped.

Zitora rolled her eyes a little, to be fair it was easy to say the entire Radclyffee family were rather handsome if anything. But the more he spoke, it got pretty clear to her that it had to be Elias' son, downing her drink and pushed her glass towards him, she nodded when he confirmed her suspicion. "Zitora," she presented herself just before he asked where everyone was. "They went to help my mother, her pack who lives in the forest is in massive need of help and the only person I would really trust with her life is Damian, so - here we are," she took a somewhat deeper breath in, masking her worry just fine by now. All she could do was really just hope they made it there in time.

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The way Damian ran would always signal just how scared and worried he was, even if he would never show it in words or affection. But it was times like these when he picked up speed and made sure not to make too sharp corners. It was in the way he chose a path that was the fastest but also the safest. The woman on his back clearly had an immense value for him, and even if he sometimes could be compared to a wet blanket when it came to his show of emotions, he loved her, and this was slowly shattering his heart, vowing that he would make sure that everyone that was involved in this matter would pay.
But for now, he just made sure that he would get Tatia safely home, so her daughter at least wouldn’t come for his hide as well.

He narrowed his eyes as she explained where they were.
Not that he commented on it right away; “Zitora, now that isn’t a name you hear often, ‘Search ends when sharing starts’ your mother clearly had big ambitions for you”, he hummed and poured her another glass, not even questioning that she had drowned it right away. He looked over his shoulder when he could feel the well-known aura coming closer. “I’ll give it twenty minutes tops, and then they are back”, he said, drowning his own glass, pouring himself another.

Emne: Sv: When you are backed against the wall Tors Jul 07, 2022 6:08 am

Melanie ran behind her brother, still looking out for trouble because she knew, she knew that there shouldn't be any risks taken. She knew he was worried, and his worry had a way of making some instincts in her set in with worry too, but also wanting to provide it easier for him not to think about anything but getting back home as fast as possible. At least it seemed like the shapeshifter held on with the last bits of strength that she had, and Melanie couldn't help but wonder what had happened. The reasons behind the attack and how effective it was. Someone clearly knew what they were doing, and the invisible enemies always happened to be the worst, you never knew when or where they would strike, or how. But Melanie knew she would get her hand in finding out what had happened here. Because one thing was sure, no one was to get away with such a thing.

Zitora narrowed her eyes a little bit, she had only truly known her mother for a handful of years. Still, she knew just how much her mother always had sacrificed for even just the chance of Zitora having a normal life. Even if it hadn't been perfect it had been better than a life in captivity forced to fight every breath you took to survive - just like her mother had done for so many years before and sometimes still did. Yet, it had finally seemed like her mother had found peace in her soul, and then this happened. Zitora took a sharper breath in as he theorized they would be here shortly. She didn't doubt it. "We might need some fire power, depending on the damage done," she mumbled, then drowning her glass again. Zitora hated this. And a selfish thought went to contacting Nigel's sister to hear if she wanted to help, because a fire fairy's fire magic would be far better than a simple candle or bonfire.

Emne: Sv: When you are backed against the wall Man Jul 11, 2022 1:02 pm

It had been such a lovely day and night yesterday. She had even spent the rest of the evening at the school, seeing off the students on their last day before seeing them again at the end of August. So, she had stayed behind, talked a little with those professors that would remain over the summer holiday, and around early morning she had ventured home.
What had met her was something she would never forget, even if it were still so fresh in her mind; she knew this was one of those moments that would haunt her for the rest of her life. Her garden that she had spent the better of six years cultivating—was dead. All her plants that had been instinct, those she had brought from other dimensions, natured and cared for as if they had been her family. They were all gone.
For a moment, it had been like Juniper had lost a part of herself; she hadn’t even heard about the virus spreading in the north of the forest, the part that belonged to Gaia. She should have, and she blamed herself for being so preoccupied with everything that had happened in her life lately.
When the chock had finally set itself, she jumped in her car and had driven all the way to Nigel’s, there was only one she knew that people could target in this way, and if she were correct, it wouldn’t be long before she needed help—serious help.
Not that it had taken a lot of convincing, as most people had never seen Juniper in this state of mind. Strict and short-worded.

She pulled into the driveway, not taking the chance of teleporting through the trees as she had no idea how far the corruption had wandered, and she didn’t dare listen to the beckoning of the forest, knowing that was how her sister had been corrupted.

“Seems like that too, is coming”, Hugo hummed when he heard the car in the driveway, pouring some more in Zitora’s glass as she, like him, had emptied hers.

Emne: Sv: When you are backed against the wall Man Jul 18, 2022 8:12 am

Zitora pressed her brows together by the sound of a car coming up the drive way and took the glass with her. Seeing the fairy step out of the car. She had seen her before, hadn't she? Zitora wasn't sure, but she stepped out front, "can I help you?" She wondered looking at the state of the woman, it looked like what she had heard from her mother's pack. People were dying.

Mariella who had been sitting reading in the library in Theronida with Flora reading, blessing Sarah had made the portal so it was easier to just walk in and out, well suddenly the young fire fairy felt an odd pained pull, making her drop her book and press her brows together. "Stay here, I'm just going to check something out," she walked closer towards where the portal was and felt the pained pull stronger and folded her lips together for a moment then stepping through, walking through the empty estate, odd what was going on here? Mariella looked out the window. "Mom," she rushed outside over towards her mother by the car. Not caring much about how it affected her right now seeing her mother like this, she had to help her inside. "What is going on?" Mariella asked the three people standing here. "A deadly virus is spreading out the forest - its in the air, the water, everything - I think I've managed to contain it within the area for now, but my magic is only so strong. I'm going to contact my mother and my grandmother, hopefully we can manage to at least contain it before it gets any further," Alexandra nodded a little and exhaled. Mariella blinked a little bit, it didn't explain why everyone was gone. But looking at Zitora she started to realize just why. Wasn't it also Ayah who had mentioned to her few days ago something was weird with the air in the forest?

Emne: Sv: When you are backed against the wall Tirs Jul 19, 2022 9:38 am

Juniper looked up and gave Zitora a pained smile; “news travels fast, and sadly, I’m one of the victims of what is happening in the north of the forest”, she said with a slight breath, only to look behind Zitora as her daughter came rushing towards her and helped inside; “I’m not that badly affected that I can’t walk on my own” Juniper said with a soft smile, but apricated the gesture nonetheless.
When she came inside, she looked toward Joakim, that was standing and sipping from his glass. Since all of the Radclyffee had taken her island and made it their kingdom, she had made it her mission to figure out who everyone was.
“People are dying in the north forest, the one that is part of Gaia’s territory; it’s spread, and my entire garden is dead”, she explained to her daughter; “something tells me that Tatia will need your help when she comes back”, she answered, looking toward Alexandra when she explained she would gather her family and see if they could contain it “you’ll have to be careful, it isn’t magic this is someone that has the ability to spread viruses and plagues; if anything we might need to push it back and close it off” but that meant that Tatia might have to give up her territory and would never be able to go back home.

Emne: Sv: When you are backed against the wall Tirs Jul 19, 2022 8:58 pm

Mariella could feel it was something awful, but her mother's garden dying. That was beyond terrible, like losing something of yourself. Zitora nodded towards Juniper when the older fairy mentioned that Mariella's help could be required. "Yeah, she heals faster with fire - she might need a lot of fire power, you ready for that?" Zitora asked, wanting to make sure that the fire fairy was up for it rather than feeling forced, even if she would most likely try to convince her if she wasn't - when it came to some things in life, Zitora remained selfish. Mariella nodded, "lucky for you I got plenty, I will help - and yeah, they are right on their way," Mariella turned her head towards where she could feel the mix of worry and pain starting to reach the mansion like dark clouds.

Alexandra nodded towards the older fairy, "I will be careful," she assured. Maybe she should call Ash, have him and Eden take a look at it as well. If it wasn't magic, it sounded like demonic forces just based of things that Lexie had read over the years. Then heading out through a portal spell her mother had taught her.

"We need to make some room, the couch is perfect, now we just need," she mumbled a little spell to light up every single candle around the big room. It would at least give her some fire energy to channel once Tatia got inside, knowing it could back lash, but she had faith in the fact that she was strong enough to handle the next thing that were to happen. Because Mariella knew the wolves were right on the doorstep and things were about to get even messier.