A night on the town(A year and a half ago)

[Ahmad]

It was late on a Friday as Ahmad entered a night club, strobe lights, deep base, loud music. Sexy and I know it by LMFAO was playing as the party got into full swing. Ahmad laughed a bit at this music knowing that with him, it was true. Since vampires are known to be more attractive then normal humans, he thought the song was talking about him. But Ahmad never had time or patience for relationships. He saw one human female dancing in a particularly dirty fashion and seemed to be signalling Ahmad over. So Ahmad decided to join her in dancing for a while. Then being led to the back of the club to possibly have sex with her. But Ahmad had other plans in mind for behind the club. The women led Ahmad to the alley behind the club and was about to kiss Ahmad when she saw that Ahmad's eyes had changed colors, his eyes were now a bright red. Ahmad smiled and exposed his vampire fangs and then before she could scream. His fangs were in her neck and blood ran out of her neck and into his mouth. He drank her dry and disposed of her body in a near by dumpster and lit the dumpster a blaze to burn the body. He then quickly disposed of his clothes by going to a near by Hollister and replacing his clothes because they would smell of fresh blood. By this time his eyes had returned to their normal color. He decided that it might not be safe to go back to that party because he was in a lycan city and they might have found out about him being there along with the woman being killed. So Ahmad went to a movie theater to watch the new Underworld movie. Laughing a bit in comparing his life to that in the movie. After the movie let out and things had cooled down after he fed. He pulled out his cell phone and called Dane, "Alright, I'm here at the movie theater, what are we doing here?" It was all he left as a message on Dane's cell and then decided to go and sit outside, pulling a cigarette out and smoking it as he waited for Dane.

[Dane]

"Well my dear sir, it's rather quite simple." Dane said appearing behind Ahmad. He smirked at his fellow vampire, before glancing down at the objects in his hands; a now empty gas tank in one, his cell phone in the other. He then glanced up at the roof of the building. "But, first let me put this tank back with the rest of them." He flicked his wrist; sending the empty gas tank soaring into the air before landing on the building with a loud metal clank. "You see, my presence here is rather simple." Dane began to walk away across the street. He expected Ahmad to follow. "I wish to speak with Alena... and I want her to come to me. To do that... we'll have to make some noise... enough noise to know it's a threat that only she can handle. If she sends a pup after us, we'll just put it to sleep. Eventually she'll come after us." Dane reached into his leather jacket and pulled out a Molotov cocktail; in the other hand he held a lighter. "For now, we hunt. As you can tell it's a full moon tonight... and Stockholm is crawling with furry scum." He began to light the explosive as he grinned. "You know, it's a good thing you called me when you did. If you had waited a few more minutes you may have been caught in a burning building." Now standing a few blocks away from the movie theater, Dane hurled the flaming explosive with great strength and accuracy toward its gasoline flooded roof top.

In a near instant the entire upper half of the building was in flames. He had also soaked the stair cases. "Soon, we'll have a fire that I would consider fairly large and to put that in perspective I’ve seen cities burn, as I’m sure you have. I'd be damned again if this didn't attract the attention of a few young strays and when they do... Well, there is a reason why we only use silver bullets." He said with a nod. "I'm going to get a nicer view of the show." With near to no effort The Vampire King leaped onto the rooftop of the nearby apartment building. Between looking at the rapidly growing fire Dane glanced back down at Ahmad. "I hope you brought the shears." Noticing the evidently clear lack of fire trucks he couldn't help but smile again. Taking the majority of the time out of his day, to tamper with nearly all the city's fire trucks really, turned out to be worth it.

[Alena Wulf]

One Night Later
The thick double doors to the Lycan mansion opened slowly as Alena approached, cold air filling the lobby with more haste than the being trying to enter. From the darkness outside, Alena could hear soft whimpering followed by a sharp intake in breath. The entryway pushed open another few inches, and Alena pulled aside one of the doors, crossing her arms as the guest was revealed. Some of the Lycan tenants moving around in the lobby stopped and stared, a few moving closer to see.
"Vampyres..." The word was no more than a choked whisper. Before the Mother of Lycanthropy crawled a middle-aged looking man, looking as if he'd crawled out of a war-zone, naked and dragging a bloodied leg behind him. The smell of gasoline and ashes cloaked him like an aura, dripping from his hair and from burns that had slowly healed.
Alena's ice eyes narrowed, and she rose her left hand, motioning subtley for the Werewolves who'd moved closer to help the man up. As the injured Lycan was raised and moved inside, Alena stepped around to inspect the man's injuries. Many had healed, at least those that had been dealt above the waist had healed. Below the waist was an entirely different matter. A silver bullet had pierced the back of the Lycan's left thigh, a few inches below the buttocks. He'd been running... The damage had been quite significant; the silver had spread thoroughly down his leg and up his waist, any other scratches he'd taken in those areas had festered dramatically. It was truly a surprise the Wolf had made it back to the Den; if he managed to live through the night there was little hope he'd ever have use of his left leg again. A Wolf without a leg wasn't much of a Wolf at all. Alena's gaze moved passed the injured Lycan, through the open doors to the Den, looking critically out into the night toward the city.
"The bullet has had too much time to spread and rot. Make sure he is conscious," Alena locked eyes with the elder of the two Werewolves holding up their injured Pack-mate, "that he is Aware. End his pain."
Last night had been the Full Moon. Tonight's moon shone just as brilliantly, illuminating the earth below; but a Werewolf knows the Full Moon from any other. This poor injured fool would not have been the only one roaming the city last night. Alena Wulf closed her eyes and breathed in silently, taking in the scents of the night. "Find out who else is missing, but stay out of the city tonight." She turned back glancing sidelong into the Den to enforce the command, "No Pup shall enter the city tonight."
And with no other word, the woman standing in the doorway of the great Den disappeared. Transformations for the Mother of Lycanthropy had long ago become an unconscious effort for her, something as simple as letting a shirt slip off her shoulders, and much faster. Fur darker than the nights of the New Moon covered Alena's muscled body in her bi-pedal form, towering over 12 feet tall. In a fraction of a heartbeat, she was sprinting through the Den property, making her way to the city. Dashing headlong into a Human-populated city in wolf form was not something Alena did lightly, and any Pup who wanted to try doing so would have received a brutal beating. But Vampyres in the city of the Werewolf Den was not something to take lightly either. Her kin's blood had been spilled on her turf; the challenge would be answered.
Approaching the city, Alena could smell the burning remains of a good few square miles of buildings that must have only recently been put out. There hadn't been any sirens, Alena would have heard. With a thought, her form became smaller, leaner; and she padded through a few blocks on four paws in her (natural looking) Wolf form. She could smell them near; it'd been so long since a Vampyre had been bold enough to cause trouble in Stockholm, their taint filtered thickly through the air. Raising her muzzle to the sky, Alena howled her challenge.

[Ahmad]

Ahmad stood next to Dane on top of the building as he was finishing cleaning off his silver knife with a piece of cloth off of his shirt, which he ripped off from his sleeve. He turned to Dane, "You and your guns, and silver bullets finish them off all too quick. That's why I use a knife, it's more fun that way. But to each his own I guess." He turned back to one of the lycan corpses and pulled out a match after putting away his knife. "Well here goes." He lit the lycan corpse ablaze. As Ahmad was putting away his matches, he pulled out a cigarette and held it close to the fire. "Maybe an awful smell, but I love the way these things burn, plus it's always good for a light too," pulling the lit cigarette away from the fire and into his mouth to smoke it. He then went close to the corpse, "Well I don't need this anymore." Ahmad kicked it off the building and watched as it hit the ground, still ablaze. Ahmad then went and stood next to Dane smoking his cigarette, when he heard the howl of Alena, Ahmad couldn't tell that it was Alena but he knew it was a powerful lycan and therefore assumed that it was Alena. "Finally, I was wondering how many of her pups we were gonna have to waste before she finally decided to leave her little den." Ahmad then threw his cigarette off of the building, turned back to Dane, "Alright what's next, do we finally get to waste Alena? Or do I have time to feed again? I'm getting mighty hungry."Ahmad then stood and stared at the moon, then back down at the corpse on the ground set ablaze, he smiled a devilish grin as he waited for the future events to take place.

[Dane]

The vampire stood back and watched as Ahmad went to work on the unfortunate werewolf. "I'd like to compliment you on a job well done friend, you are a true artist." Dane nodded his head as Ahmad spoke about preferring knives over guns. "I understand where you're coming from, I once preferred a silver blade over a gun. However, when in the heat of the battle; you'll grow to appreciate being able to mow down lycans from a distance. I hate standing face to face with them; they have terrible breath." He said while loading a few more bullets into the magazine of his gun. "Besides, if you have a good shot; it's possible to deliver a great amount of pain without killing them. It's why I usually aim for the limbs, but as you said… To each his own." The vampire king couldn't help but smile as Ahmad 'disposed' the body. Every now and then it was nice to have a vampire who knew what he or she was doing. Hopefully, Ahmad wouldn't end up like the last one; with his head inside the the belly of a beast.

And then.... there was the roar. It resonated through the cities' streets, echoing down every nearby alleyway. Dane no longer wore a grin on his face. Instead, he sternly stared in the direction of Alena's location. He could sense her presence... and he was sure she knew of his whereabouts. "No, I am not like her. You see, I may not be a man of honor but I still have a code. I let my enemies know that I'm coming after them. A warning if you will. Go feed is you wish. I'd prefer to have someone on one time with the misses.... and while you're out there I need you to do me a favor. In the home we've been staying in, there's a large box in my room, grab it and then bring it to me. It's a gift for Alena. Take your time if you wish, I'm not in a rush." With those words Dane set off to locate Alena. He effortless leaped from building to building heading in the direction of the howl. Within a matter of seconds Dane stood on the rooftop above his enemy. While looking down at her he frowned. She was in her wolf form? What a pity, apparently unlike a certain vampire she didn't like making scenes.

Oh well, this would still be fun. with that thought, he dropped from the building landing gracefully and without a sound in front of Alena. "Rawr" His greeting was accompanied by a smirk. "I believe that's beast language for 'How nice of you to join me on this fine evening.' Correct me if I'm wrong though, I'm not a master of the language, yet." Dane glanced down at the wolf and began shaking his head. "Maybe we should find a place more private, I would rather speak to you in your true form." Though he did not reveal it in his voice Dane felt an utter hatred for the Lycan Queen. Did she really think she could send her pups marching into Rome and not expect any consequences? It was downright disrespectful. She would feel his fury, but not tonight. The day would come and no lycan could ever see what he had planned coming.

[Ahmad]

Ahmad quickly went off to go grab the box from the house. He also grabbed a second silver knife and put it near the other one he was carrying. Leaping from building to building in an almost graceful manner, he made it to the house in no time at all. Grabbing the things he needed and then turned around to head back to Dane, he sensed that Alena was now in town, and Dane must have been close to her. Ahmad quickly wanted to find a human to feed on before getting back to Dane, so he found a random walking woman, he grabbed her and knocked her unconscious without anyone seeing, but he didn't have time to feed on her there. So he threw the woman over his shoulder and set out to get back to Dane. Upon seeing Dane and Alena, he felt an immediate disgust at the site of the lycan queen. He jumped down next to Dane. He turned to Alena and then back to Dane, tossing the woman off to the side. "I didn't have time to eat so I got a carry out meal." Ahmad smiled his devilish grin at his little joke. He turned his attention back to the lycan queen. "Well well well, it's nice to meet you lycan queen, and when I say nice, I mean nice that we would actually have a challenge. Your pups were far too easy. Shame about that movie theater though. I actually kind of liked it, but oh well." Turning back to Dane, he pulled out another cigarette. Ahmad's eyes started turning red again, he showed his fangs to Alena. He knew he wouldn't intimidate her, but he wanted her to know he was someone she shouldn't mess with. "Well Dane, it's your show, do what you want." As Ahmad smoked his cigarette, he turned back to the woman he had unconscious to his side. "But what ever you do Dane, make it fast if you can, I'm getting a bit hungry."

[Alena Wulf]

"My true form?" Alena snarled into the Vampyre's mind, "Gladly." Her body grew until she was standing tall over the Vampyre on her hind legs, glaring down at him with eyes as cold as ice, her teeth barred. "You'll forgive me if I don't much feel like talking."
As the second Vampyre landed by the side of his companion, dropping a Human to the ground, she caught a name: Dane. Interesting, so this was the Vampyre who'd given Victor the beating he needed. For killing Raven, Alena would have done much worse to Victor, but it seemed not everyone shared her tastes.
Callously, Alena watched the two blood-suckers, and when Ahmad turned his head toward the human, she snarled, lunging closer. But it was not for the Vampyre she charged. Digging her claws roughly into the woman, Alena scooped her up roughly with one arm and buried her teeth into the Human's shoulder, tearing her flesh violently away. With her other claw, she dug deep into the woman's stomach, ripping down and away. As her response to Ahmad's showing his fangs, the Mother of Lycans chewed deep into the woman's flesh, glaring at Vampyre all the while; finally dropping the Human's body as her blood cooled. "You two are cocky bastards, aren't you? Leave now and I won't make you into chandeliers for my Den's lobby."

[Dane]

Dane stood in his place and watched as the lycan shifted into her 'true' form. He returned Alena's glare with one of his own. This vampire would not back down from the beast. He did not intend to kill Alena today, but if she brought their conversation to blows then he would not hesitate. "That's rather unfortunate, but I suppose I did expect to carry most of the conversation. I find that lycans don't talk much; they tend to settle their disputes in more savage manners." Dane said with a smile. He couldn't help but notice that the Queen had yet to resort to violence, she wasn't known among the vampires as a patient person. "Look, I must say I'm terribly sorry about the mess... but I didn't know quite how to reach you... and well I can't complain about the results." Dane glanced over his shoulder upon Ahmad's arrival. He could not help but to be amused. "Don't worry, this won't take too long." His new partner in crime was rather bold and forward, however, it seemed to unfortunately cost him his meal. Alena's actions did cause the vampire to flinch or budge; he could tell they weren't directed at him. Reaching around the werewolf, Dane grabbed the rather large box from Ahmad and put it down. "Did our actions offend you? It's a little ironic, because all I'm doing is returning the favor. You see you've marched into one of my cities uninvited and made yourself feel at home. Me? I plan on doing the same; just a few days ago I was looking at settling down not so far away from here. Now, I'm not so sure if you'll like that, so I'll cut you a deal. I plan on leaving your land in a few minutes... and I’ll cancel my moving plans, but only if you back out of Rome... I even brought you a gift to help you make up your mind." He said while motioning his head towards the large box with blue-white wolf covered gift wrapping. "Now, if I don't notice a lack of werewolves in Rome within the next couple months... Well" He paused as he shrugged his shoulders. "let us just say I've been described as a 'rowdy neighbor ' quite a few times."

[Ahmad]

Ahmad just watched as Alena ripped into the human he had captured, ripping each appendage off and eating through her stomach. Ahmad was mad that he just lost his meal, but all of the jokes he thought of in his head made him laugh at her. "And people say I'm an animal, congratulations, you just ate a slut, but I heard she was lesbian anyways so I bet she would have enjoyed being eaten by you. I hope you get AIDS from her." But turning back to Dane, "Sorry if I appear cranky, this rotten mutt just ate my meal. So much for good first appearances, and with Rome, how do we expect them to be good on their part. If we do this, if we leave, then we should get some sign from them of good faith. And a ripped apart corpse not even fit for a meal anymore is not what I mean." Ahmad knelt down and tried to examine the corpse, not any part even good enough to be eaten. So Ahmad stood up and kicked the corpse away with quite a bit of might and watched it hit the wall and finally fall to pieces. "Listen queen, we don't get intimidated all that easily and we don't respond well to flea bitten dogs in our territory, so you bug out, or I may just happen to find a lycans head between my foot and a sidewalk, with my knives in it's legs so it can't run away. Or I could tear it to pieces slowly and painfully, keeping it alive as long as possible until I decide I'm bored and finally snap it's neck." Ahmad quickly turned away, his eyes were glowing bright red with rage. He turned back to Dane. "I'm sorry Dane, but how on this good earth can we possibly trust a lycan, can we seriously believe they will be good to their word?"

[Alena Wulf]

The Mother of Lycanthropy narrowed her eyes at Ahmad at his remarks, and licked her chops. He wouldn't be able to tell it in the form she was in, but her grin was ear to ear. She chuckled deep, the Human may have been a slut, but she was Alena's slut from Alena's city.
Her gaze returned to the Vampyre Dane, "You silly, misguided child. Rome was my city before any of you leeches stepped foot within its walls. Your kind may have kept it warm for me, but Rome was never yours. Fault me for taking back what was mine if you will." Alena hadn't taken any notice to the box Dane had set down and frankly wasn't curious about it, but she looked at it sitting there in its wolf wrapping paper.
As Ahmad spoke his doubts about trusting Alena and her race of Werewolves, she laughed until her stomach was sore, "Oh, don't worry. I'll keep my word, Bat, you can count on it. There's no way in Hell I'll be removing any of the Lycan presence in Rome. So get used to it. As you say, it looks like we'll neighbors soon, and I can assure you, I can be quite 'rowdy' myself." The sentence ended in a snarl.