The Roaring Hour (Open)

[Salazar Racipe]

Salazar's strong arms gripped to the side of the building and pulled himself up. The wind warm wind blew into his greasy black hair. The helicopter flew back to its destination. It was time for Salazar to go and search up for something good to take a bite out of. A grin snuck up on his tattooed face as his werewolf eyes spotted a pack of children walking towards the docks. The dark night wasn't a challenge for a powerful werewolf like himself. Sareena must be very hungry, why not bring back some grub? There's nothing wrong with that. There was a warehouse just next to the docks, a good place for him to do a surprised attack. He quickly, and a bit painfully, transformed into his huge wereworlf form. Ribs crackled, and a snout emerged. Out of the moon light, he climbed down the old building, and prowled inside the warehouse. He looked out through the cracked windows. The smell of little children was very tempting.

[Seraph Uindo]

He was on vacation with his parents, and was trotting along with a group of friends he had quickly made while he was there. Fieryo laughed as someone said something funny. The ages of some of the Kids were older and one saw Salazar and said, " Haha... its like, a stalker dude" At this, Fieryo laughed but suddenly felt a chill run down his back, as the man dissapeared to somewhere. Something was up, he could feel it.

Something bad was going to happen

[Salazar Racipe]

One of them spotted him. Good, more fun. He jumped out of the window, and growled. Some of the kids screamed in terror as Salazar was teasing them. He took the nearest to him, and bit off the leg. Crunch, crunch.

"The big bad wolf is here. To bad Red Riding Hood isn't her eto save you," he laughed.

The sharp chains that was wrapped across his chest was starting to be unconfortable to wear. He took them off, and slashed another kid with brutal force. He laughed once again. A couple of other wolves came around, and stood there as by standers, waiting for Salazar's signal.

((you can also control the other kids if you want))

[Seraph Uindo]

Wouldn't luck have it he found a whole box of silver darts nearby? He had figured out the werewolf thing and knew they were allergic to silver.

" Hey! Furry problems! I'll throw these!!!!!" He yelled this loudly, as to startle them. Hopefully.... " BACK OFF!!!"

[number123]

Making his timely arrival after Germany, Adolf was on his way to the Americas. However, he was doing so illegally, and decided to make a stop in Cuba.

This place where all of this was going down, was ironically surrounded by buildings like warehouses. This wasn't really good for any of the humans who roamed here. They came to play on the dock, but didn't realize they were some of the easiest prey to pick off here. The grounds were enclosed by buildings, cutting them off from society.

And there, ironically placed, was Adolf. He was there to rest, as he had been dropped off a few hours prior at that dock, and was told to head north to the next port tomorrow where he would get his boat straight into Florida. However, he didn't plan on all this.

He squinted a bit, looking down as he heard screams of terror. He thought of it as kids just messing around, until they didn't let up. He got to his knees, standing to a crouch, and stared out the shattered window where he had chosen to roost for the night. There were dark figures, HUGE dark figures, lurking in front of the children. Too big to be your average pedophile. Adolf now realized that things were about to get ugly.

Immediately reaching behind him, he grasped a suitcase, in which held his G3SG sniper rifle. He immediately assembled it, with some what of a frightening ease. He had no reason to be interfering, no reason at all to be making himself known, but it was inhumane for him to sit by and let a bunch of children be picked off by savage beasts.

He went to the suitcase again, and there were 4 stacks of clips. One stack was un-marked, the next with green tape, the next with red tape, and the last with blue tape. He grabbed the blue-taped clip, for this was his Lycan hunter clip. He knew, by now, what the beasts were, and silently set up for a professional hit. He knew he hadn't been noticed, for he was completely hidden, silent, and the beasts' attention was on the kids. He had a clear shot, and he planned to take it.

The blue-taped clip held two types of round in alternating orders: First, a pure silver shot. Then, a quick silver shot. Both were extremely lethal to lycan, in fact these were some of the only things lethal to lycan, and he had to put at least one out of action. He was not only doing this for the kids, but for himself. How would that look if the police showed up in the morning to rabid mauling and an illegal citizen sleeping with guns nearby? He had to take care of business. He honestly didn't care if he killed them, he wanted to scare them off.

Using his excellent vision and pin-point accuracy, he looked for a deflector for the pure silver round. He wanted to deflect it from the warehouse, and then shoot the mercury from his position, to make it appear as if the werewolves were being rained down on from either side.

He spotted a gutter, and silently spotted both positions. He acquired the exact angle to deflect the bullet downwards into the lycan (although not in a fatal position, just one that would hurt like hell, which he had no control of), and estimated the angle and time he had to let off the second round. He cocked the rifle and pulled twice, and the plan worked nearly to perfection. He wanted the first round to hit the lycan to the right of Salazar in the neck, but missed and hit him in the torso, but not quite in the heart. He didn't get the fatality, but surely an injury. His second round released was to the other side of Salazar, the second bystander, which was dead on accurate and penetrated the wolf straight through the eye. His presence(s) were now felt, and it was in short order that the lycans would flee or at least begin looking for their attacker.

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[Salazar Racipe]

Salazar's chains quickly slashed the darts away easily. "Little boy, if I were you, I'd beg for mercy and become a werewolf and join the Lycans. How about it kiddo?" His was ready to turn another person to one of them. A few seconds later, he alarmingly heard the sound of a sniper rifle. A wolf of his fell, and one tried to run away. Another bullet was coming at Salazar without a quick thought. He left the silver bullet slightly touched the hairs on his back. Only a swift pain. He threw the half eaten body towards the little kid that tried to throw darts at him. His full defense was on, and sniffed out the person that didn't fit in. His head is now turned toward his attacker.

"Someone from the government perhaps? Come out and show yourself."

He silently clicked on a button that was on his wristband. It signaled for backup he might require. Something tells him that this would be a difficult opponent, but who knows. The kid was also on his mind. That kid isn't any ordinary kid. Sareena might want him.

[Seraph Uindo]

He needed something to protect himself with, nevertheless. He looked around slowly for something, a bit too slowly, choosing instead to run into a warehouse, climbing in the vents. He scaled up and found he could barely fit in there, much less some huge furry dude who had a hungry problem.

[number123]

"Heh, come out.."

Adolf said nearly silently to himself. He would do as the lycan so demanded, adjusting his trench coat over his shoulders. He let down the sniper rifle, desending quickly down a flight of stairs towards the lycan who had so effectively called him out, and the newly gone child who had fled into a vent. If only all his friends had the same idea, or else they were probably going to die.

He walked out the front of the warehouse, with one of the best fronts you'd ever see. He seemed to be fearless, his heart rate steady, and he was able to look the beasts straight in the eye with a smirk. He seemed to have the absence of even a shred of fear.

"So, why do you like eating things that are about one-fourth of your size. Is it because you're too weak to kill anything that will put up a moderate fight?"[/color] continuing with his front, he now even began taunting the beast. Although at the time, thanks to killing one of them and nearly a second, he knew he was alone with the beast for only a limited time. Lycans were wolves, and wolves were never alone for long, and no doubt back-up was on the way, so he kept his senses sharp for all of his little friends. One of Adolf's hands was placed nearly subconsciously beneath his trench coat, signifying that the Sniper Rifle wasn't his only weapon, and he was probably armed to take out a small army of lycans.

What he was doing, although suicidal, was understandable. He was protecting his race, protecting his kin, and he wasn't about to let some huge, lazy lycan get a feast out of a bunch of teenagers. [/center]
( OCC: Sorry for the short post, I'm rushed for bed.) [/size]

[Salazar Racipe]

Salazar only shook his head. Three big trucks that were supposedly used for carrying military soldiers came squeeling down the road filled with meanacing Lycans. They were fully equiped weapons of desctruction. Salazar grinned and howled loudly into the night. It was only Waxing Gibbson, and his full powers isn't here yet. Consider those humans lucky. Salazar backed up slowly, near the edge of the water leaving his enemy standing in the middle. The other Lycans hopped off the back of the trucks, and one threw a grenade at the assasin with all of its strength. Salazar's chains were wwrapped around his fist, bt he unrolled it and started spinning it in the air like a cowboy. While the Lycan was throwing a few grenades at their enemy, they all took out their machine guns and started shooting at the assasin.

[Seraph Uindo]

He climbed down, trying to sneak out. However, a shot bounced off something and hit him in the shoulder. He cried out, for it was like no pain he had ever felt before. He thought he heard boots somewhere, but maybe it was just illuions in his ears. Someone had told him you heard them before you die.