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RP Interdimensional World Story: Running with Wolves
By: Coolcat207 Date: November 24, 2020, 11:46 pm
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Special Report to Exiles Member Jon Talbain
Dimensional World: Earth
Serial Number: 255-32
Planet Era: Medieval/Gothic
Paranormal Life(?): Definitely
(Answer answer above is yes) Paranormal Type and Level: Back in
Old Man Drac's Day (More or less like Castlevania)
Exiles Member Reporting: Zoe Zolnerowich
Hello, Jon. This is Zoe Zolnerowich reporting to you. Sorry that
I couldn't do this orally but my device that Exiles Kendra gave
me got damaged in a fight. Damn, this curse is gonna screw me
big time one day. So I'm planning on writing this report the old
fashioned way, scan the message and sending it to you. So where
to even begin? Okay so first off, that world that you assigned
me to? It was much worse than I expected. I was only in that
world for less than ten seconds and already I had to fight a
group of vampires so it doesn't wipe out the village that I was
in. I grabbed what I thought was my pistol changed into a old
fashioned Van Helsing like crossbow. I didn't think too much of
it and started shooting at the vampires that were approaching. I
was told that my attire such as my clothes and weapons would
change to fit the world's era so it wouldn't freak the residents
out. I think they do it to avoid explaining what a boom stick is
to a bunch of medieval villagers, which is a good idea. Anyway,
as I was loading another arrow, I was knocked to the ground by a
vampire. It tried to bite me but I manage to keep his head away
from my neck as I start to generate electricity from my body.
Me: Get... off... of... me...!
A jolt of electricity shot through my hands and zapped the
vampire. It screamed in pain as it was sent flying by the
impact, making it crash into a nearby wheelbarrow. It was
twitching before it convulsed and died. The other vampires
noticed what happened and turned to me. Great.
Vampire 1: Since when can hunters summon thunder?! Has to be a
witch or something.
Vampire 2: It doesn't matter! Kill her before she does it again!
Me: Ah hell. Mark, you mind helping me out here buddy?
A swirl of lime green appeared next to me. From it came Mark in
his classic giant bear form, growling menacingly at the
vampires. With a roar, Mark charges at the vampires and start to
cut them down with hiss claws. Meanwhile, I begin to start up my
crossbow. Man, these things are pretty difficult to reload. How
the hell does Caswyn do this with no problem. I quickly made a
screw it decision and put the crossbow away and took out my kama
blades. Man, I suck with most melee weapons. I'm not as good as
you or my cousins Ven and Vin. Then again, you guys are
basically freaking ninjas. I'm good with close combat like my
uncles and my older sister but gauntlets aren't my thing. But I
was pretty good with the kama blades, the tonfa and even the
kusari-gama so... I don't completely suck. Crap, I'm getting
side tracked again. Sorry. Long story short, Mark and I managed
to defeat the horde. It was easier than I expected. I'm normally
not a big fan of the "leave no survivors" trope like some of our
peers at Exiles like Revy. I only do it when I have no other
choice, which this being one of those kinds of cases. It was
either that or they'll come back with bigger forces. I couldn't
risk something like that, no matter what world I'm in. Besides,
the vampires weren't that strong anyway. I mean, compare to the
paranormal creatures I encountered ever since I was merely eight
years old, those guys were basically blood sucking punching
bags. Mark nudged my hand. I gave him a quick pet before he
disappear in a mist, of course without thanking him. I took the
time to take a look at my outfit. I was wearing a hunter outfit
that would make even the Hellsing people from the London world
impressed...probably. The villagers came over to me and started
to thank me despite being shaken. They even offered me a room at
a inn and a free meal. I manage to get some info from the
village chief. Basically, this world is having a vampire
problem. What a shocker. Err, no offense to our vampire buddies.
Anyways, it turns out some Countess jerk bag named Stefania Swan
swoop into this country that I'm in and made everyone's lives
here a living hell. Those who tried to oppose here either wind
up dead or worse. Just the thought of it makes the scar on my
left ankle shoot up in a pins and needles kind of pain. Man,
that day was one of the worst days of my life. I hate thinking
about it. I mean, it's not all bad since I met you and Mystique.
Back to the Countess Crisis. On my night at the inn, I got some
strange message in a whisper to go to a werewolf Chieftess name
Scarlet Moon. Was told that I should go to her. Was also told
that there was some sort of prophecy or some witch future
telling about a stranger from another world would come to help
overthrow this vampire chick. Man, if this was the case, I
would've asked you to come with me. I can handle myself but it
doesn't hurt to have a clarification from another werewolf to
say that a human isn't a threat or a snack. Plus, due to the
world that I'm originally from, the chosen ones don't normally
have happy endings. But hey, if I join forces with this wolf
chick and her pack, we might have a chance in beating this
Countess jerk.
The next night, I started going through the woods to meet this
lady. The trip was anything but peaceful. I had to fight a few
enemies on the way there. I swear, I feel like I'm in a B-list
horror movie or something. I manage to get myself deeper in the
woods where I can hear wolves howling. That was when a werewolf
appear behind me with a growl. I stopped in my tracks and didn't
make a sound.
Werewolf: Don't move. Lift your hands slowly. You make a sound,
you die. You reach for a weapon, you die. You try to run, you
die. Understood?
Me: Da, I do.
I did what he said since I didn't want to be mince meat. I could
handle this werewolf but I didn't come for a fight so I complied
like the good kid that I am. To be fair, I'm glad it's me. Some
of our allies would've made this worse just by opening their big
fat mouths. The werewolf raised a brow as he examine me (I could
tell by the voice). It's probably because of my accent. I know
that I'm somewhere in Europe but I couldn't help but be curious.
Werewolf: You're a long way from your village, human. I can
smell the silver in your pockets and the blood on your hands.
You've slain many foes. sniffs Some ghouls, a horde of vampires,
and a witch. You're a hunter, aren't you? And you're dumb enough
to come out here alone, looking for big bad wolves to hunt.
laughs then snarls Give me one good reason why I shouldn't tear
you to pieces?!
Me: I can give you about ten good reason why you shouldn't but I
don't have all day. So I'll just give it to you straight: I was
sent here. You see, I'm the stranger that the witches are
gossiping as of lately.
Werewolf: What?!
Me: I'm dead serious. Look, I can prove it as well. It's a long
story but I'm not lying. Otherwise, why the hell would I be sent
out here?
Werewolf: Hmpf. We'll see about that. Hands behind your back.
He begins to put chains about my wrists as I do what I'm told.
He then shove me forward, not much to send me to the ground but
enough to get me moving. Rude. But I suck it up and started to
move.
Werewolf: Move. I'm taking you to the Chieftess. If what you say
is true, she will know. She sees all.
It was hard to keep my cool. I was able to go to the Chieftess
after all! I can tell her my story and maybe we'll form an
alliance. Either that or she'll tear me to shreds. 50/50 chance.
It didn't take us long to get there. As we approach to the
location, I notice wolves snarling and growling at me. Many of
them glaring at me with uneasiness. Maybe they can tell that I'm
no ordinary hunter. Inside a large tent, I notice a woman starts
approaching the scene. The woman has scars across her face, one
eye seem to be taken out due to it being a milky white while the
other one is hazelnut brown. She was tall and muscular. She was
wearing a chief outfit with fur designs and a wicked animal like
skull on her right shoulder.
Chieftess: Calm yourself, all of you! Darrow, you better have a
good f*cking reason why you brought a human to our mist!
Darrow: She claimed to be the "mysterious stranger" that the
witches were talking about. I brought her to you to see if she
speaks the truth. From the smell of it, she seems... off. But if
she's lying or worse, if she's working with the vampires...
chuckles Well, she's a hunter. Sure she's small but she still
have strong bones and tender muscles. Thought you could use a
snack.
Oh come on! Why does everyone want to eat me?!
Chieftess: Hmph. You did well bringing her to me then. Strip her
of her weapons. turn to a few werewolves You five. Scout the
surrounding hills and the river. Make sure no other hunters are
stalking about.
The five werewolves obeyed and head out along with Darrow being
one of them. I was alone with the Chieftess who was observing
me.
Chieftess: Now then, let's take a good look at this human that
thought it was a good idea to wander through werewolf territory.
Me: Funny you should say that since I was meaning to come here.
Chieftess: Is that so? You're even dumber than I thought.
I made a face while the wolf lady sniff me for a second before
moving away from me a few inches.
Chieftess: You're practically a child. And your presence alone
is abnormal. Not to mention that you're barely a hunter. I bet
that blood on you got there by luck, instead of talent or
ferocity. Your scent isn't too far off from someone else.
Someone older with strange powers. An alchemist and a seasoned
killer. A little too rebellious for her own good... to the point
that the Countess ordered us to kill her. ...Huh, I almost
expect you to try to come at me teeth bared, hungry for
vengeance, yet you look confused. If it means anything, she died
standing on her feet, fearless and defiant to the end.
I... have an alternate version of myself in this world. Well,
had. Maybe it's a version of my mother or my sister. I quickly
shook my head and turn my gaze to the Chief lady.
Me: This is going to sound crazy but I'm having some very
conflicted feelings about this info. Like, I wanted to feel sad
or angry, but at the same time, I don't since I hardly knew the
person.
Chieftess: Either you have been separated from this family
member or the rumors are really true.
Me: Probably a bit of both. Look, I got a message from the High
Witch.
I told Scarlet what the witch told me. She listen to me but she
seem suspicious. Then again, I couldn't blame her. I would be in
her position.
Scarlet: That does sound like her... but why would our esteem
friend would sully her time with the likes of you. Especially a
stranger not from this land? Maybe she's taking on charity work.
chuckles a bit
Me: gets a little annoyed Or maybe because I can do this.
Before she can say anything, my eyes flash and turn lime green.
Although it's hard to see through my hunter outfit, Slavic
marking start to appear on my arms and legs. Though it is
visible on my neck. I begin to summon my wisps who start to
float around. It was probably stupid but I was getting sick and
tired of being looked down on just because I'm a human kid.
Enemies I couldn't care less but those I'm suppose to be an ally
to? Really? The Chieftess' eyes widen a little by this but it
changed when she form a smirk on her face.
Chieftess: Looks like the rumors weren't complete sh*t after
all.
Me: Who are you?
Chieftess: My name is Scarlet Moon. Chieftess of the Werewolves
of Velsvanina.
Me: I know why you're a bit suspicious. Especially with people
running around making false claims. I've seen it around. Due to
the crap this vampire chick is doing, I couldn't really blame
them.
Scarlet: That is true. But the fact that you're a hunter who can
do that, it's the only reason why you're still standing. And
this? picks up a stone nearby This is a gift from our friend to
put near this supposed chosen one.
I watch the stone pulse as it was brought close to me. My
markings start to do the same which tingles a little before
fading away, though the wisps remain where they are.
Scarlet: And luckily for you, it seem that you're the one
they've been talking about. You smell of monster blood, smoke
and mud. Not to mention, you got the heart of survivor. Guess it
runs in the family in a way. So spit it out, runt! What is this
message.
I told the chick the message of the blood moon rising and the
Countess lady's defenses will fall. By the sound of things, I
seem to be a part of their plans to overthrow this vampire and
stop her tyranny. From what I said earlier, she made everyone's
lives a absolute nightmare. She killed the ancient pack's
ancestors, their hide are in the castle's walls as decorations,
has the high witch in a very short leash, and so on. Man, the
Countess sounds almost as bad as half of the jerks we normally
take down. From the sounds of things, she even made the
alternate version of me suffer and God knows who else. The two
of us share a few stories about myths. Hers was related to a
giant wolf made of stars with eyes like the moon (which sounds
cool) and a city of witches of candles and cats (which I want to
go to). Mine was some lore from my universe and a few others
from my travels (I only told her a few good lore and kept it
short and sweet). Either way, I know that this chick needs to be
stopped once and for all. I nearly shot up when I heard a loud
wolf howl which made the wisps jolt around for a second before I
calmed them down.
Scarlet: As much as I love to sink my teeth into the Countess,
we need to be patient. For now, come have a drink with us. You
came all this way to help us. The least I can do is show you and
your little friends some good werewolf hospitality.
Me: Sure. Might as well. My name is Zoe Zolnerowich by the way.
And I'm more than just a hunter. I'm an Exile.
And here I am now. Scarlet let me have some time to myself in my
own room. Not sure if it's a prison or a personal room. At least
they let me write in peace. I'm gonna hang out with the wolves
for a while. Hopefully, we'll be able to stop this Countess cyka
(b*tch) and I'll be able to head back in one piece. Also,
there's no signs of our other annoying neighbors like one of
Magneto's lapdogs or any of the Interdimensional people. Not too
concern about Sabbat since they only care about fighting strong
people. They're still kind of mudaki (assh*les). Anyway, I'm
signing off now. I'll give out an update once I got anything.
Stay safe, Jon. Zoe, out.
End Story Arc
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