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RP: Meeting the Anti-Hunters
By: Coolcat207 Date: February 27, 2020, 12:49 am
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"One day you will realize... what's really... on the inside."
That was three weeks ago. Three weeks when Chelsea saved that
poor hunter from being brutally murdered by some demonic
werewolf with nitrogen powers. She can tell that the beast was a
human conduit like her. But for some reason, he threw away his
humanity and started killing people. People normally have
reasons to reject their mortality. Survival, not wanting to
leave someone, being scared to die, unfinished business,
revenge. Chelsea doesn't have a problem with that. She does have
a problem with the ones who avoid death for selfish and
unforgivable reasons such as what that psycho did. She knew that
sick bastard enjoyed doing what he did. She also remembered
being called a monkey during that battle. She'll be honest. It
wasn't the first time supernatural creatures called her that.
Vampires and werebeasts especially. Mainly due to her being a
fast and nimble human with a staff. It doesn't matter. What does
is that she never have to face someone like him again any time
soon.
Chelsea was in her final class, taking notes and listening to
her English instructor. Despite being an adopted Hellsing family
member, a member of a ragtag group of mercenaries and being able
to kick monster butt almost like second nature, Chelsea is still
a teenager. So her old man and her aunt had to enroll her in a
school. It took some time for them to place her in a decent
school. Boy did she learned the difference between the schools
in the US and the UK. The public schools in the UK are basically
Hogwarts (minus the magic). Meanwhile, private schools are
called independent schools. Long story short, she got enrolled
in a decent independent school in the South East of London. It's
nothing too fancy but it sure as hell beats being near gang
territory. Black Sun is pretty cool but they're still a gang.
Besides, Chelsea had been living around some pretty bad
environments and people when she was a runaway. It's best that
she stay away from stuff like that. Bright side is that it's not
too far away from the university where those like Shade and
Heiru are in. Chelsea was too busy focusing on her work that the
bell ringing slightly threw her off. Good thing she didn't spaz
out like a total nutcase. Sighing softly, Chelsea start packing
up her things along with everyone else as the professor talk to
the class.
Professor: That will be all for today, class. Remember to read
Chapters 116-121 tonight. We will be going over them next week
Monday. Also, be careful when going home or to your dorms during
the night. I know many of you watched the news this morning, but
for those who don't know, there has been some dangerous activity
at night. They have been attacking hunters left and right and
leaving their bodies in grotesque display. The government has
been talking about starting a curfew but it's unknown for now.
The professor put his hand up as a sign for the students to
settle down when they started to groan and complain Like I said,
it's unknown for now. I still advise you all to stay cautious
when heading home or to your dorms... at least until this whole
manner is settled or fixed. Until then, have a good afternoon.
With that, Chelsea start to leave class with the others. She
first head to her locker to grab her skateboard, her clothes and
put away some of her stuff (it's mostly junk) for the next day.
It didn't take her long to change her clothes in the girls
bathroom and head out of the school in her street clothes and
her uniform in her bag along with today's homework. As she begin
to skate out of the campus, she text her father... telling him
that she's out of school. Once she sent it, she continue to
skate by. With all the madness going on, she knows that she has
to be careful. She should at least have someone by her as well.
Which reminds her... she gotta let Jacob know that she's out so
the two can hang out. As she start texting him, she notice
something going on in a sort of dark alley close by. Curious,
she stop skating and silently walk toward the commotion with her
board in her hand. Hiding besides the entrance of the alleyway,
she can hear the voice of man pleading for his life and another
voice growling and acting aggressive. Wait a minute... that
second voice sound familiar. She was certain that she killed him
or at least cripple him. Damn!
Man: Please sir! Have mercy! Just give me more time---
Koba: You have been telling me the same crap for weeks now,
Frankie. You're on thin ice. You said that you have a hunter's
location that has been a pain for my boss and his allies. This
is your way of paying up what you owe us since you're in our
debt. Otherwise, it's your ass. Not mine. So please... give me a
good reason why I shouldn't carve your ass up right now you
miserable ape. And make it quick. The sun's setting down in a
few hours...
#Post#: 3558--------------------------------------------------
Re: RP: Meeting the Anti-Hunters
By: Coolcat207 Date: February 27, 2020, 12:50 am
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((Open RP by the way. I don't understand why I didn't put that
on there =3=))
#Post#: 3563--------------------------------------------------
Re: RP: Meeting the Anti-Hunters
By: Zorbak the Ebil Moglin Date: February 27, 2020, 3:35 pm
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From the side, a werewolf uses what appears to be a purple
corrupted mana scythe, holding it to Chelsea's neck. Not many
people would recognize the werewolf Siegfried Nightshadow (who
only went by Freid normally), but the scythe would be very
similar to the one used by Yataro Ishida, a fellow member of the
Crow Mercenaries except that Freid's was a purple corrupted
spirit energy. Freid: Who's this, Eric? He says as he looks over
to a man who Chelsea would probably sense as a human, but would
likely get the sense he wasn't human. The man was someone that
Chelsea wouldn't recognize, as only Kindron and Acillia (and the
original members of the Order of the Dragon) would know who this
man was.
Eric, who had already used his phone to take a picture of
Chelsea, was looking at her profile. Eric: She's a Hellsing
brat. Probably an alternate given how little data we have on
her. Rumor is that she's a former drug user. Heavy neon user.
Freid smiles a bit as he looks to Chelsea. Freid: Well... Isn't
that interesting... We might be able to use her then. If not,
then we can auction her off piece by piece to other werewolves.
Some of our customers have been looking for meat with a little
zest lately.
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Re: RP: Meeting the Anti-Hunters
By: Coolcat207 Date: February 27, 2020, 4:04 pm
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Chelsea felt her heart drop to her stomach when she felt the
purple corrupted mana scythe by her neck. She only know one
person who can do that and even tried to pull it off herself
with her neon powers but it has been a work in progress. She
doesn't know who the other guy is but she's a little surprised
that this bastard knows what she is just by using his phone. So
much for keeping her identity a secret. She should've been more
careful. She have to think fast. Remembering her lessons from
her old world, she calm down her heart beat and spoke in her
usual attitude. She can't let that former drug user title get to
her. She put that crap behind her thanks to Akiba.
Chelsea: Well, this is awkward. Look guys, first things first. I
would make terrible food. I mean, you've seen the crap we shove
down our throats. Plus, the last creep who took a sip of my
blood got jacked up. Besides, I'm a teenage brat from the
States. Like hell someone is gonna listen to me either way. So
how about you let me go and I'll pretend that I didn't see
anything.
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Re: RP: Meeting the Anti-Hunters
By: Zorbak the Ebil Moglin Date: February 27, 2020, 8:19 pm
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Freid: I don't know... I think we should take her word for it.
He says mockingly with a shrug.
Eric: It seems we'll need to have a talk with the other two and
make sure they don't have these talks out in the open. He says
with a sigh before turning to Chelsea. It's nothing personal.
But you know we can't let you go. Surely you had to know that
when we intervened. He thinks for a moment. Perhaps there is one
way... Join our group. It's either that or I'll drag you back to
our base. I'll force drugs into your body that you've never even
heard of and shatter your mind from the inside out. You'll tap
dance for those drugs if I ask by the time I'm done. Of
course... It's also the better option than being killed here
because your friends might rescue you if they locate you. It
might even get you the location of where we're operating. But
will it be before I shatter your mind? You might go crazy from
the torture... Everyone eventually does. He says calmly. Despite
being the calm, collected and polite one, it was clear that Eric
was far more dangerous than he looked.
Freid chuckles to himself while turning to Chelsea. Freid: He
used to do this for a living. Except now he has tools he
couldn't use then. When he was with the FBI, he used to be able
to talk to people and shatter their brains. Let's just say that
Pavlov has nothing on him. You can go with him, or you can come
with me in pieces. Either way... You're in for a world of
torture and/or death.
Eric: You talk too much, Freid... Either kill her or we bring
her with us.
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Re: RP: Meeting the Anti-Hunters
By: Coolcat207 Date: February 27, 2020, 9:49 pm
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Chelsea: Here's a better option. How about you and your furry
boyfriend go f*ck off at the Buckingham palace?
Man these people are sick. The thought of it makes her own blood
sizzle. She's going to die one way or another so it's a lose
lose situation. She have to get out of here. Let's see... her
neon powers are still kicking. And she has the jacket that can
help her escape. She was so focus on those two that she didn't
know that Koba was done and is about to escape the alley after
changing back to his civilian clothes.
#Post#: 3571--------------------------------------------------
Re: RP: Meeting the Anti-Hunters
By: Zorbak the Ebil Moglin Date: February 27, 2020, 10:12 pm
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Freid smiles a bit as he moves not to attack, but goes to push
his finger against Chelsea's forehead with his hand. However,
what Freid wouldn't know is that the touch would have another
purpose she wouldn't know unless she knew Freid's abilities.
Freid: Don't be so rejecting... Eric was actually trying to be
nice and offer you an out.
#Post#: 3574--------------------------------------------------
Re: RP: Meeting the Anti-Hunters
By: Coolcat207 Date: February 27, 2020, 10:42 pm
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Chelsea: Sorry, but I'll just see myself out.
The touch was a little weird and she believed that he's just
screwing with her but she doesn't want to know or care at this
point. The moment Koba stepped out, Chelsea used her own neon
powers to try to teleport herself away from the group. At least
she'll be a few feet away so she can book it and call for help
at a safer distance.
#Post#: 3576--------------------------------------------------
Re: RP: Meeting the Anti-Hunters
By: Zorbak the Ebil Moglin Date: February 27, 2020, 11:02 pm
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When she teleports away, Freid teleports to her before
deactivating his mana scythe with a smile, tracking her neon
powers. However, Freid doesn't teleport with werewolf abilities,
but instead teleported using a corrupted power version of
Chelsea's own neon abilities. Freid: Nice try. People don't get
away that easily from us.
( And now you see why Freid is so dangerous.
HTML https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_bSEfx6D8mA
)
#Post#: 3578--------------------------------------------------
Re: RP: Meeting the Anti-Hunters
By: Coolcat207 Date: February 27, 2020, 11:21 pm
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((I hate you sometimes XD))
Chelsea: Oh come on. Welp, guess I'm fighting another no good
mutt.
She said as she set her board down and take out a small metal
rod. The small rod retract into a long staff. Chelsea hold it
into position with one hand as she try to figure out how to call
for help without losing a limb. Her father, her friends, her
comrades... anyone. These guys ain't stupid. Freid is a problem
but Koba nearly killed her three weeks ago. She only won by luck
and she knows it. Meanwhile, Eric is extremely dangerous. Her
instincts has been telling her to run away from him from the
moment she laid eyes on him. And that's not only because he's a
FBI agent. Well, bright side is that maybe she'll avoid that
math test she have on Friday.
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