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Dec 10, 2007 10:33:37 GMT -5
Post by Daryl on Dec 10, 2007 10:33:37 GMT -5
The truck sped away and Daryl sighed. This was not good. Sorrou was injured half way down the road, Amata was in a sack in the back of the truck, and Ai was with her. He heard a sound behind him and wheeled round. A young man jumped at him while another fumbled with a rifle, trying to reload it. The hunter had Daryl in a choking headlock, until he elbowed him in the stomach, sending him stumbling backwards. Running straight at the man he flung his leg forward, his foot crashing into the man's stomach, before he grabbed him by the collar and threw him down.
He grabbed the pistol that lay on the floor beside him. The other hunter was fumbling with the rifle, when he suddenly heard the click and flicked it upwards towards Daryl. For a moment he thought he had the upper hand, until he saw that the young man ahead of him had beaten him to it. He dropped the rifle and ran backwards towards the second truck. A bullet hit him between the shoulders before he got half way to it. Daryl slipped the pistol into his jacket's inside pocket, then looked back. The truck was disappearing from sight now. He sighed, and was about to give up, when his eyes fell upon the second truck. The key had been left in. Perfect, he thought to himself, then ran over and swung into the driver's seat.
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Dec 10, 2007 10:41:17 GMT -5
Post by Luna on Dec 10, 2007 10:41:17 GMT -5
Ai sat in the back of the jeep, next to the bag Amata was in. I bet your thinking she should get Amata out right then and there, and make a run for it. But it wasn't that easy. No, it was never that easy. The humans had bound her paws together with rope, and tied a thick leather strap around her jaw, preventing her from making any get away plots.
The velvet in the back of the car, that had caused the pup to black out, was slowly beginning to effect Ai as well. Her whole body was beginning to get heavy, and her eyes were slowly closing. Soon enough she would be down for the count.
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Dec 10, 2007 10:47:15 GMT -5
Post by Daryl on Dec 10, 2007 10:47:15 GMT -5
Daryl floored the throttle, and the truck shot forward. Suddenly the hunter's truck didn't seem so far away. Swerving to the right, he slowed down and grabbed Sorrou, then pulled her in, still in her wolven form. Again the hefty vehicle shot forward, and began to gain on the other truck. He scanned the road, looking for any opportunity to gain on the hunters. He almost fell out of the seat when the front right wheel hit the pavement and the truck jolted violently. Gaining control once more, he kept his eyes focused on the truck ahead of them.
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Dec 10, 2007 18:54:52 GMT -5
Post by kt on Dec 10, 2007 18:54:52 GMT -5
Sorrou transformed, yet again, into a human so she could sit in the tuck easier. "Thanks," she said heavily, massaging her ribs. A few days ago, she never would have imagined this little scenario, especially the fact that she would be in it. "I've changed," she realized. "Whether I like it or not. I have... friends. We've fought together, and killed together, and now we are a group..."
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Dec 10, 2007 21:45:25 GMT -5
Post by Kit on Dec 10, 2007 21:45:25 GMT -5
ooc: Gosh this is hard to clarify. The wolves do NOT transform! It is a mental trick, so they physically can't transform! ok. bic: Amata was out of it for awhile, as the jeep swerved left right, left right. The sound of a rifle didn't even stir her. The men had begun shooting at the other jeep, one bullet landing soundly in the engine of the other car, causeing massive oamounts of smoke to emit from it. The second car should start to loose speed...
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Dec 11, 2007 0:03:20 GMT -5
Post by Luna on Dec 11, 2007 0:03:20 GMT -5
ooc:Okay I feel that I should explain the forms for Daryl and KT. In Wolf's Rain (the anime I got this plot from) the wolves have figured out how to play a trick on the humans. They use illusion to appear human, and trick the humans into thinking their one of them. But a very few humans can see through their illusions. Mostly drunks, very young children, and a few adults. But it's a VERY rare occasion that a human can see through it. Most people who can see through it think their just crazy, and keep it to themselves... Okay I think I just about summed it up. It you have any questions, PM me or Kit. I'm also going to make a board about this ^^ bic: Ai slowly passed out, curled up next to the bag Amata was in. Well she wasn't really curled up... More like haunched over on her side, in a slightly uncomfortable position... Yeah... Something like that...
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Dec 11, 2007 7:28:04 GMT -5
Post by Daryl on Dec 11, 2007 7:28:04 GMT -5
Smoke began to billow from the engine at an alarming rate. With a bolt of panic, Daryl realized that they were losing speed. Suddenly, he spotted a small alley. A wooden sign saying: Bridge under repairs. was smashed in two and splintered as the truck ran through it. "Hold on!" He yelled to Sorrou, as the truck flew off the end of the road, into the void. In seconds they were falling, back to the road below. The first truck sped down the road. Daryl braced himself, and with a crunch, and a yell from the hunters, the truck hit the ground like a rock. There was a screech of brakes, a louder yell from the men, and the heavy crunch of metal and glass hitting a hard object. Both vans skidded several metres down the road, coming to a stop at the corner. The black wolf squeezed slowly out, trying to get through the shattered window while causing as little damage to himself as possible. Finally he managed to get out and assess the damage. Both vans were totally wrecked, and the three hunters were dead, killed instantly by the impact. He padded round to the back of the truck, and with a leap he pulled himself onto the level platform with the sacks. A few sacks had split, spilling out lavender, and he immediately saw Ai, unconscious, curled protectively over the sack that must contain Amata. He gently moved her aside, and with a quick swipe of his claws, tore the top of the bag open.
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Dec 11, 2007 10:36:54 GMT -5
Post by Luna on Dec 11, 2007 10:36:54 GMT -5
Ai slowly began to regain control of her body as the scent of lavender began to fade. Most of the bags were empty, or spilling out at that moment from the impact, making the aroma less powerful. When her double colored eyes began to open, all she could see was the floor of the truck, the bag Amata was in, and four black legs, probably Daryl. And for some reason, she could smell smoke and blood. Was their a fire somewhere? No... it wasn't warm, and the scent of smoke wasn't strong enough. The thought of the two cars crashing hadn't crossed her mind yet.
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Dec 11, 2007 11:09:38 GMT -5
Post by Daryl on Dec 11, 2007 11:09:38 GMT -5
"Ai?" Said Daryl, as the fae's eyes began to open, as she stirred. "Ai, wake up. We've gotta get out out of here before more of them come." He waited for her to wake. The quicker they all got out of there, the less chance of being attacked again. Two trucks crashing would hardly go unnoticed. Smoke was filling the whole of the street, and he suddenly realised that the engine of the first truck was now belching smoke and flames.
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Dec 11, 2007 18:25:19 GMT -5
Post by Kit on Dec 11, 2007 18:25:19 GMT -5
Amata laid on the cold ground. er ears twitched as she heard the sound of metal clakning against more metal. SLowly, she blinked her eyes open. "Wha?"She murmured before leaping up and cowering in the corner....or a cage. A man with a strong smelling cigar leaned down, grinning greedily at the pup. "We may 've lost the others...but we still got you" He growled, before erupting in laughter.
ooc: Oh gasp! alright, well basically Amata was switched to another jeep in that short time, and was taken somewhere. She's underground, so her scent is blocked. Save her!
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Dec 11, 2007 18:53:29 GMT -5
Post by kt on Dec 11, 2007 18:53:29 GMT -5
ooc: I'm sorry, Kit T_T (I knew it's about Wolf's Rain but I've never seen it...) bic: Sorrou groaned and climbed out of the broken window, leaving a trail of glass fragments behind her. The smoke coming from the front engine filled her nostrils and made her woozy. She stumbled over to the other jeep, her head pounding. "Hey Ai," she mumbled. "Er... where's Amata?"
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Dec 11, 2007 21:42:31 GMT -5
Post by Luna on Dec 11, 2007 21:42:31 GMT -5
Ai stood up, the ropes around her legs snapped by flying metal. She quickly pawed off the leather strap, and looked around, also noticing the pup was gone. "Crap..." she mumbled, trying to pick up her scent, but with no progress. "They must of switched the bags or something..." she mumbled, feeling bad that she was so careless.
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Dec 11, 2007 22:11:41 GMT -5
Post by kt on Dec 11, 2007 22:11:41 GMT -5
"No!" cried Sorrou, fully awake now. The fear was clawing at her chest; what would they do to the poor little pup? She had already seen enough horrors for one day, and now she was kidnapped! Why were humans so cruel? Just this thought made Sorrou spit on the ground. "Those pigs! how dare they take an innocent like her!" she cried as the fear turned to anger.
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Dec 12, 2007 11:43:51 GMT -5
Post by Daryl on Dec 12, 2007 11:43:51 GMT -5
"She isn't nearby, there's no scent of her, even without the smoke. You two check those bozos in the truck, see if they have any clues on them. I'll go take a look down the road." Walking down the road, Daryl scanned the ground. A set of tire tracks from the jeep, left in the ground thanks to it's high speed. And another set leading off down another road. He padded back to the other two. "I found another set of tracks leading down a different street. They might have switched her into another jeep, or those tracks could have been there since his morning. There's a chance that she was snatched, but if we take the risk we might not be able to come back here to check for other clues, someone will arrive soon to see what caused the crash."
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Dec 12, 2007 17:43:57 GMT -5
Post by kt on Dec 12, 2007 17:43:57 GMT -5
Sorrou bounded to the front of the truck and went through the smashed driver's side window. She sniffed the driver's vest, and stuck her nose in the breast pocket. She felt a small, cold piece of metal inside. Sorrou ripped the pocket open with her mouth. Clamping the piece of metal between two teeth, she pulled her snout out of the man's torn pocket and retreated backwards out of the window. "It's a key..." she said to herself, dropping it on the ground.
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