West

The western part of the city is often home to the poorer residents. Here there is a grunginess that permeates the town from the graffiti on the once cleaned brick buildings to the broken and unmaintained architecture. Crime runs high within the western half of town, making it the home of supernatural gangs of illicit activities. Such activities are rarely reported, however, and most residents are distrustful of individual's of authorities, and often let the powerful supernatural beings sort things out amongst themselves. Be careful wandering the Western streets after the sun falls.

What You'll Find Here

Black Market
Cull & Pistol
Noah's Ark
Syn

I can make the stars dance


Posted on November 18, 2019 by NADYA
West
Wake up to your dreams
And watch them come true



She would have had no trouble falling both Hunters. This is what she had trained for after all. That streak for taking out Hunters hadn't ended when she had gotten back from Iceland. Now they were on her turf and subject to her rules. How the Hunter became the hunted. Nadya's narrowed gaze was suddenly lifted when that figure leapt out from behind her to collide with that second hunter. It took her a moment in the tussle to recognize that tossle of blonde hair and registering it as the boy whom she had just danced with. What was he doing?!

Nadya had little time to act on him jumping in on her business before the Hunter fell and there stood Marcelo with the knife sticking out of his chest and blood blossoming around it. That confusion quickly turned to panic. The damn pup didn't heed the words she attempted to get out, telling him not to move, as he swiftly yanked the steel from his chest. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" Those exasperated insults left her lips as her hands quickly fell to his chest in an attempt to staunch the flow of the blood. In hindsight it would have never worked anyways. How he wasn't crumpling to the floor was beyond her...and how was he so calm?

Those cocky words that left his lips caused Nadya to pause. Really? "You're hardly my type." She grit out in slight annoyance though let her hands now covered in his blood fall away from the wound. A wound that was slowing rapidly from its bleeding. "How are you not dead." That was really what she wanted to know. She had healing abilities even beyond her natural Were healing but what Marcelo had was obviously something more.

The way in which Marcelo boyishly announced his secret- his immortality, had Nadya standing there in disbelief. If only for a minute. She snapped out of it with a quick smack to his chest. Obviously it was hardly meant to hurt him and simply to convey her intense annoyance. "You could have led with that!" Nadya managed to get her annoyance under control...barely, to notice more patrons leaving the bar. "Here, drag that one over there behind those barrels." She shot a narrowed glance at Marcelo as if daring him not to follow her direction. Of her own right that Alpha blood flowed through her and she had no problem pulling that when giving an order. Nadya grabbed the feet of the other Hunter and dragged him behind a pile of pallets. They would no doubt be found but that wasn't her concern, her only concern was holding off their discovery until her and Marcelo were long gone.

Once the Hunter's were hidden she half shoved Marcelo in the opposite direction. "You can't just go around looking like that." She practically herded Marcelo to where her matte black bmw was parked, popped the trunk and threw a towel at him before opening the backseat door. "Get in and don't touch anything." Never mind the 2 car seats taking up residence in the back seat. "You get the middle seat. And again, don't touch anything or I'll really give you something to smirk about." Nadya was in no mood to play around and just wanted to get out of here and get back home to address the new problem she had somehow come upon.



Nadya Tetradore

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