http://dark-butler.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] dark-butler.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2008-04-12 07:31 pm

Log: Complete

When: Saturday night, April 12
Rating: R for bloody violence
Characters: Walter Dornez [livejournal.com profile] dark_butler, Girlycard [livejournal.com profile] tinyvampiregod and Henry Fitzroy [livejournal.com profile] stokerwasahack
Summary: A pair of bored vampires, experimentation with an unfamiliar power, and prey Henry. What could possibly go wrong?
Log:

Sure. He'd thought that going out into the Wild to practice shapeshifting would be a good idea. He was dreadfully behind on some - alright most - of the powers of a nosferatu. Changing age was hardly an accomplishment when even Millennium's shoddy work had given him that ability.

Where had he really gotten since Lenny's gift/curse of humanity had ended with his becoming a vampire again? A few shadow tricks, walking through walls - alright that was a useful one, a little bit of mostly-useless levitation, a bit of this a bit of that and mastery of almost nothing.

Well, not so now. He had managed a transformation. Perhaps he had had too much time in Xulchilbara's household - the hellhound had a distinctive appearance he would have to work on. But a partly skeletal doberman was likely to have some of the intended effect of striking fear in prey.

Walter stretched, turned in circles to try to see and examine his tail, and then turned to lope deeper into the forest, counting on Alucard to follow.

[identity profile] tinyvampiregod.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Alucard was suitably impressed with Walter's shapeshift, the form was terrifying, yet elegant. Stretching out, his form blurred, then landed on four heavy paws. Throwing back his head, he howled, exposing a muzzle filled with sharkish fangs.

Shaking off his shaggy coat, the hellhound opened all eight eyes and huffed, trotting off beind Walter, nipping amusedly at the tail.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
With the events of the previous night, Henry hadn't had an opportunity to feed. He could have made it through another evening without a bite to eat, but since he had recovered from his earlier, curse-induced illness, it had been difficult to quiet the Hunter. He did not intend to make it wait for a meal without good reason, not just now.

Normally, Henry's hunts took him to the streets of the City, but tonight he wanted a change of scenery, and instead of moving towards the square, he moved away from it. He found what he sought at the edge of the Wild--a young woman, alone, easily swayed to forget him as soon as he had taken what he needed. Henry licked the blood clean from the tiny puncture wounds in her throat and sent her on her way. He was about to leave himself when he sensed the other vampires. With the Hunter already so close to the surface, there was little hope of reining in the instinct to defend his territory. He turned, his gaze seeking the other nightwalkers.

[identity profile] tinyvampiregod.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
The living ground beneath silent paws thrilled the hunting instinct in Alucard. He could feel life all around them, waiting to be taken and used to fuel his own.

For now, he allowed Walter to lead, drawn in by the enthusiasm of his fellow hunter.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
Henry took a step closer to the trees, eyes narrowed in an attempt to focus on finer detail. The trees were an impediment, not the darkness. Even a vampire might have difficulty picking out one form from another under the cover of leaves and branches. His eyes were nearly black, his lips curled away from his teeth in silent warning.

[identity profile] tinyvampiregod.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
Alucard moved in front of Walter and stopped, blocking his path. He lowered his head slightly and gave a low sound, ears flattening. With a jerk of his head, he indicated Walter continue on, then started off at a diagonal.

Pausing, he turned and gave a wolfish smile. An attack from two sides. Then howled and set off down his own path at a run.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
They were near. Every hair at the back of Henry's neck stood on end. He should have come armed, but Henry had long grown used to relying on the gifts of his nature alone. You didn't need a concealed carry permit for vampire strength and reflexes.

One of the hunters was approaching from the side. Henry angled his body to meet the attack, hopefully without sacrificing his awareness of the second hunter he'd sensed.

[identity profile] tinyvampiregod.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
He waited until Walter's attack from the front, then followed up a half second later with his attack from the side.

Snarling, he bared teeth and claws, attempting to sink them into soft fleshy bits on the other vampire.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
Even with the howl, Henry hadn't expected two hellhounds. He was able to bring his arm up to catch one, but the other had a clear shot at his unprotected side.

[identity profile] tinyvampiregod.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
Alucard attempted the same, claws sinking into flesh and teeth seeking blood.

It was exciting to hunt with Walter like this. Arousing in a way.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
Bones heavier than a human's deflected the worst of the damage to Henry's side, but Alucard's teeth found and tore through muscle and tendon, leaving Henry's arm useless. The younger vampire snarled and moved to sink his fangs into Alucard's throat at the same time he sought to close the fingers of his good hand around Walter's neck to dislodge the hound.

[identity profile] tinyvampiregod.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Alucard released his hold on the arm and pivoted, attempting to leap on Henry's back.
Edited 2008-04-13 04:46 (UTC)

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
It was enough to overbalance Henry. He staggered, went down to one knee, and couldn't prevent either of his attackers from doing further damage.

[identity profile] tinyvampiregod.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
Alucard snarled and parted jaws, closing them around Henry's neck and giving a light shake. His scent was delicious, the blood and skin.

But it made Alucard pause. Oh yes... human thought returned for a moment.

Henry, this was Henry. Lifting his head, he gave a whine at Walter and swatted towards his nose with a heavy paw.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
It was all the opening Henry needed. Instinct drove him to close crushing fingers around Alucard's throat and surge upwards, seeking to tear open the hound's jugular. He was not going to lose to a pair of dogs.

[identity profile] tinyvampiregod.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Alucard snarled at Henry, the fool should have taken the opportunity to run. He thrashed in Henry's steely grip, claws scrabbling at Henry's arm.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 12:54 pm (UTC)(link)
With a snarl of his own, Henry tossed Alucard away. This freed his one working arm to reach for Walter.

[identity profile] tinyvampiregod.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 04:01 pm (UTC)(link)
The hellhound gave a yelp of annoyance at being tossed. As he hit the ground, Alucard melted into a pool of shadow, then rebounded back up in hound form.

Fur on end, ears erect, he bared teeth at Henry in a warning snarl, but did not attack. Instead, he nipped at Walter's flanks, Not this one.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Ignoring the warning from Alucard, Henry clamped his hand on Walter's scruff and paid no attention to the flesh lost as he forced the hound's teeth free.

[identity profile] tinyvampiregod.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Thoroughly put out by both of them, his anger rose when Henry grabbed Walter. Walter was his. Gathering his muscles, Alucard leaped, attempting to hit Henry squarely in the chest.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Henry was knocked back. He lost his grip on Walter. A growl reverberated in Henry's throat as he glared up at Alucard.

[identity profile] tinyvampiregod.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
The hellhound lowered his head, nosing at Henry's face as his tail wagged a few times. Then moved off, sitting down and licking the blood from one paw.

Carried away. . apologies. He attempted to send to Henry, then turned to Walter, tongue lolling out in a houndish grin.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Blood stained Henry's arm, thigh, and back. He rolled up into a crouch and stared at the pair with darkened eyes, fangs still bared. A truce. The Hunter railed at the idea. Henry staggered to his feet and edged back, limping as he went, and the Hunter quieted until he was able to think.

"Accepted," he rasped through a sore throat.

[identity profile] tinyvampiregod.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Alucard moved between Henry and Walter, trotting towards the other hound, attempting to herd him in the opposite direction of the human shaped vampire. There was other life to hunt. Other game.

And Walter would obey.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Another warning growl came from Henry. He wiped the blood away from his mouth, tasted it, and with his mind clearer recognized the identity of one of the hounds, which allowed him to guess the other. Resuming the fight would be suicidal.

"Take him and go," Henry directed, "or we'll regret this night even more."

[identity profile] tinyvampiregod.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
He wouldn't say regret, exactly, as Henry and been an excellent romp. But, it was best to leave things as they stood.

Moving to Walter, he licked the other's ears before starting off back towards the woods, pausing at the edge to ensure his fellow had followed.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2008-04-13 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Henry backed away still further, occasionally supporting himself with one hand against the tree trunks. He would have liked to collapse where he was, but that would have called to the predatory instincts of the hounds, and he was far too stubborn to display that weakness to them. With a little luck, he might be able to manage another hunt before he returned to the apartment. Otherwise, he would have to rely on Vicki yet again.