The Tomb is Opened

[LittleDeadGrrl]

-The moonless night, covered by creeping clouds, seemed a perfect backdrop to what they needed to do. The lone figures stood on the hill gazing down below at the spot Suko had brought them. Solomon had been skeptically but now, so close, they could smell it. Death and insanity locked in some dark little room. The alpha was already in that war form, so were many of the others, but so far no Volturi presence could be felt. Nothing but the village down below, but they were all human, it seemed the Volturi did not anticipate anyone to find Petre. Suko moved in closer to Salem touching his arm ... -

I will scout ahead and lay a scent of blood for him ... we must keep him on the run to exhaust him and let him get close to none of us ... specially the wolves ...

-Eli was pacing back and forth nervously. The electricity in the air was palpable and half the tension was coming from Sylla who looked ready to open up the vault and wrap himself in Petre's embrace. The two snakes were close by, both in their war form, watching closely, hissing back and forth to one another as they discussed what they needed to do. Solomon moved with some of the other big wolves as they pushed the giant rock out of the way. It took several of them, their breaths fogging up the cold air, as the rock finally budged and moved rolling out of the way and crashing into another side of the hill. Solomon snapped his jaw at the others as they all got back waiting for the dust to clear. Inside was nothing, just darkness, but they could smell the madness and slowly they could feel it. The ancient creature waking up ... -

-Groans and growls came from inside, a few works, but mostly dutch, and none of them making sense. A hand struck up from the ground breaking through rock and stone. Petre pushed up, his eyes had gone totally black, there was little there of the human. Fangs were exposed as he crawled out slowly looking ravaged and beaten. He growled as he inhaled the scent of wolves and vampires. The human part of him was gone in the moment, pure vampire stared back at them, something ancient and primeval. Something before science, when man first began to walk the earth. Solomon pushed the other wolves back slowly from the mouth of the cave as Petre stood, naked as the day he was born. He snapped forward and was tugged back by the leash around his neck. A snarl escaped him as he tugged at the thing off his neck and that's when Suko appeared. She tossed the stumbling half dead deer in front of the wolves who sniffed the blood instantly. Petre's head snapped to the blood and in that moment he snapped the last of his shackles and descended on the deer drinking the blood deeply not carrying about anyone else for a moment but any moment the blood was end and they needed to put distance between themselves and the vampire until he tired a bit. Eli whined softly to Flint looking ready to bolt, the fear on him was palpable, he knew what this vampire could do, he'd seen it, and it scared the shit out of him.-

[Synistergrrl]

~Sylla was standing there with Salem, both in that war form and when Petre appeared, Sylla made to move towards him, but Salem reached out and wrapped an arm around him, forcing the blonde to stay where he was. Sylla squirmed, but Salem's maw came down by the smaller wolf's ear and growled making Sylla stop moving. As the vampire began to drink, the others all stepped back. It was Flint that was near. He had the next deer. When Petre was done, Flint was just far enough to give the vampire a good head start and just close enough so the old creature could pick up the scent of blood. When Petre's head snapped up and he started to come towards Flint, the younger took off, caring the deer. That was suppose to be the plan. He was to run to a certain point and drop the deer and then Casey was next and then Suko. That was the plan, to keep the vampires running and the wolves and the rest were suppose to keep the vampire coralled in away from the village. But none of them had done this before. The truth was, Flint was annoyed. He'd wanted to create a few new vampires out of some bums or something and toss them in front of Petre. He knew Vampiric blood would make the vampire saner. But the only way the others would agree was to not use humans.~

~That alone was one of the reasons that Ira had agreed to come. He wanted to clarify that these fucking leeches were doing as they promised and leaving the human's out of it. It was what vipers did. Ira moved along the edge with the others. He watched as Flint dropped the next deer onto the ground and darted off. Casey was coming in with another deep so Peter would go after them. But what they weren't expecting was the sound of a horse's hooves clopping through the darkness. Ira's head snapped in the direction and saw the horse with one of the villagers walking beside it. He was leading a wagon with his children and wife on it. They'd been caught in the dark night having stayed to long with their kin. The smell of fresh human was in the air, thick and heavy, wafting along the night breeze.~

[LittleDeadGrrl]

-Petre dropped the deer quickly as he licked the blood from his lips. He sniffed the air slowly and moved in towards the deer and Flint until the scent of humans hit him. His head snapped before the hooves. He could smell the human. It smelled good and with how much blood he wanted than and there he could feast on the whole village. He licked his lips and moved in closer when Solomon snapped in front of him and stood ... -

Back off Petre ...

-The old vampire stopped and he seemed to register there were others around. He licked his lips and smirked moving in closer as the other wolves circled him. Petre began snarling as he backed away showing his fangs. He moved suddenly, too quickly to be seen, as he smacked into Solomon knocking the big werewolf to the ground. He crawled on top as Solomon held him off snarling before the other werewolves began trying to pry him off. Petre caught Viktor's arm snapping it before jumping off the werewolves. The humans no longer mattered. He was out for wolf blood. Solomon snarled ... -

We have to knock him out ...

-Eli snapped back at him ... -

We have to run ... fuck the village ...

-Solomon snapped his jaw at him before Petre moved attacking too fast, slamming into one werewolf and jumping back his claws tearing for anything that got too close but not staying long enough for them to get their jaws on him. The blood of humans , the blood of animals, none of it seemed to entice him. He smelled wolf blood and it was all he wanted ... -

[Synistergrrl]

~Everything was moving so quickly that it was honestly hard to tell what was going on. It was a blur of motion. As the wolves scattered, trying to get avoid the vampire but to also keep him under control. It was honestly insanity. But then Petre was suddenly on the move, chasing Uzi who'd snapped at the vampire to get him off Viktor. Uzi darted through the woods, but he wasn't fast enough and he could feel Petre closing in. But suddenly he tripped over something. When he looked up, he found himself staring into the slitted green eyes of the viper. Petre came around the bend and saw the wolf. He went to pounce and that's when the coils would wrap around the vampire. The Viper struck, sending poison into the vampire. It wouldn't kill Petre, infact it wouldn't do much but slow him down. But with enough venom, Petre would be some what immobilized, at least long enough to maybe get the creature under control.~

~Flint skidded up on these scene. This was his biggest fear and of course her it was. He looked shocked seeing the viper wrapped around Petre.~

God damn it....

~He snarled. Casey had come over the hill with the deer, but he tossed it to the ground as he skidded up next to Flint.~

Flint...

~Flint turned, his eyes locking on Casey.~

He needs human blood... I'll be right back...

~In that moment he was gone. He moved quickly through the woods down to wards the village. He was determined to get some real blood.~

[LittleDeadGrrl]

-Petre screamed out when he was poisoned struggling to get free of the viper as he snapped his jaws at him and while the poison worked immobilizing him in those coils was maybe the worst thing Ira could have done. It triggered in a panic attack in the vampire who'd just come out of a tomb. He flexed his strength and managed to slam them both into a nearby tree crashing into it as he tried to claw at the viper. He had Ira by the throat when Zeke came upon them moving in and striking Petre with his own venom latching on but it only sent the vampire into a deep rage as he managed the bite down hard on Ira's neck before tossing Zeke off him-

-The poison coursed through Ira like a bullet slowing him down and making him loosen his grip on the old vampire who stumbled back with two bite marks on his body. Zeke cried out moving in closer to Ira hovering over the snake quietly watching in horror as his body twisted and contorted at the vampire venom tearing through his body. Petre was still up though obviously slowed from the venom and that's when the werewolves jumped on top of him crashing him to the ground as Solomon bite down roughly on his shoulder and back. He cried out trashing but he was weakened from Ira and Zeke's bite and as the werewolves torn into him he was immobilized on the ground bleeding badly as Suko brought the silver chains, holding them in gloved hands, wrapping them around Petre who screamed out even more in pain. The werewolves finally pulled away as Petre lay bounded, still writhing and growling and spitting. For now he was caged but as all turned, and maybe as Flint came back with the human, they'd all see Zeke laying beside Ira holding him tightly trying to get the snake to stop seizureing ... -

no no ... please ... hold on ... hold on ...

-Zeke stared down hopelessly knowing Ira couldn't die, he just couldn't, he was immortal, he'd never die ... never leave him ... not like this ... not because of a vampire ... not when this whole fucked up journey had started with a vampire killing his mother and now a vampire would steal his mate ... -