Shadowed World[Advanced/PG-16/Not Started/Accepting]

[Guest TheFinalFan]

As if to answer Jason's question, a black limo with tinted windows pulled into a nearby alley.

Dominique rushed into the alleyway, dragging Jason along.

As they neared the limo, two figures stepped out. They looked almost exactly like the werewolf couple, and even had the same scent, but they lacked the bruises.

An elderly man with sunglasses, a pencil-thin mustache, and wavy white hair stepped out of the driver's seat and hugged Dominique.

He whispered something to Dominique, then whipped out some sort of spray can. He sprayed the real Dominique and Jason with a foul-smelling gas.

"Don't worry, mon amie! This is a special scent-blocking agent that will neutralize our natural odor for 24 hours. We will be safe by the time it starts to wear off. These doubles look, talk, act, and, most importantly, smell exactly like us. They will attempt to flee while we go with Jean-Claude."

As Dominique explained, the two fake Betas applied some makeup to replicate the originals' injuries.

"Now, let's get in! We don't have much time!"

 

((BEST.))

((ESCAPE PLAN.))

((EVAR!!!))

[Spartan919]

Jason looked at the doubles in awe. He smiled his thanks to them, and turned to Dominique. He gave her a kiss, and then turned to the limo. He looked into the darkness, and looked back at Dominique, a hesitant look on his face. Seeing her eagerness, he gave a sigh of relief. He turned back to the limo, then paused. He stepped to the side, and motioned for Dominique to get into the limo. "We may be in a race for our lives, but I still have my manners; ladies first, dearest."

[Guest TheFinalFan]

Dominique climbed into the limo after Jason as the doubles walked out of the alley where ANOTHER limo, with a duplicate Jean-Claude, appeared and picked them up.

The real Jean-Claude then stepped his limo into high gear and headed for the Interstate.

As they got onto the interstate, Jean-Claude set the limo for cruise control and turned back to his charges.

"Meestur Jayson, I em Jean-Claude, ay verry good frend of Mees Domeneek, end hur fameely." He replied in a VERY atrocious French accent. "Forgeeve my speekeeng, but I em not exactaly ay verry good speekur of Angleesh."

"Wood you like mee tu sweetch to French, end have Mees Dominique translate?"

[Apocalypse Cards]

>Taiga<

 

Taiga happened to follow them which wouldnt be good for them if she wanted them dead but she could really care a less if they escaped but not before she paid them back for hitting her because there was no way she would ever let anyone off with hitting her, she4 was now in her full wolf form following them, 'Good plan, best escape plan ever, except they didnt make sure nobody saw them or was following them before they did the old bait and switch...' she thought then laughed in her head.

[Spartan919]

Jason nodded politely to Jean-Claude, a grimace on his face. "Please, let us switch to French. Dominique, there is no need for you to translate. I picked up quite a bit listening to your French." Then he paused and said to Jean-Claude with a crude accent, and with difficulty in making the harsh sounds: "Comment est cela, mon bon ami Jean-Claude ? Ce n'est pas le meilleur, mais il est tout que je peux me passer de la prise d'une classe française formelle. La seule langue étrangère que j'ai vraiment apprise était l'italien."

[Guest TheFinalFan]

"Très bien dit." Jean-Claude replied. "Que j'ai auparavant dit de mon occupation était un peu d'affirmation en dessous de vérité. Je ne suis pas seulement la petite annonce personnelle du père de Dominique assisant, mais je suis aussi le concierge en chef de sa famille entière. J'ai décidé de personnellement manipuler cette crise moi-même, parce que Dominique me ressemble à une fille."

Dominique was now fast asleep by now, cuddling against her fiancee as they headed north towards Canada, Montreal, and the safety of the big city.

[Spartan919]

Jason looked down at his sleeping mate. A girl? Her? Yeah right. Jason gave a little laugh. "Vous n'avez aucune idée comment mal vous êtes de mon copain. Elle est tout sauf une fille; elle est la plus belle femme que je rencontrais jamais, et la plus belle femme que je rencontrerai jamais ... Ainsi où allons-nous, en tout cas?" Jason was very curious as to where they were heading in the dark black limo, and was a little untrustful of Jean-Claude at the moment, though he was willing to trust him if he got to know him better.

[Guest TheFinalFan]

((It was supposed to be "daughter"! Dominique is like a daughter to Jean-Claude!))

((Stupid translation engine!))

 

"Je suis d'accord. Elle a grandi d'une fille sympa dans une belle femme, prête à hériter le legs de son père. Et nous nous dirigeons vers Montréal, où vous deux serez sûrs dans l'appartement d'appartement de terrasse de Dominique. Son 'batchellouress' bloc, pour ainsi dire."

Jean-Claude whipped out a cell phone and dialed a number, talked rapidly in-

Japanese?!?

Once he was done, he rolled down the window and chucked the phone over a bridge into the raging surf of the Maine coastline.

"Dès que nous sommes sûrs au Canada, certains amis miens nous accompagneront le reste de la voie."

[Spartan919]

((Can you tell me what the following is? The translation engine didn't do it right or something: batchellouress))

 

Jason nodded. "Ahh, Montreal. Merci pour toute votre aide. Je suis heureux que ma beauté connaisse de tels gens sympathiques. Je ne sais seulement ceux de ma propre sorte plus, car je vis dans la peur que les humains découvriront qui et que je suis et viens après moi. Évidemment, rien de cela n'importe maintenant, n'est-ce pas?" Jason gave a little nervous laugh. He was right though; it wouldn't matter anymore if he was found out or not. From now on, he was just going to live by two things: his one love, Dominique, and his credo to never kill a being unless it was absolutely necessary.

[Guest TheFinalFan]

((Jean-Claude was trying to say "bacheloress", which was the incorrect feminine form of "bachelor".))

 

"Évidemment, évidemment, mais je crois que vous constaterez que tout n'est pas comme il semble à Montréal. En fait, vous devriez demander à Dominique de sa famille quand elle se réveille."

Jean-Claude pulled off of the highway into a bustling exit area that had many different fast-food installations.

"Maintenant, comment d'un peu de déjeuner ? Je dois ravitailler la voiture anyways. Vous choisissez n'importe lequel de ces restaurants. Mon plaisir!"

[Spartan919]

Jason was starting to nod off. His language slipped back into English, and began to slur as his eyes began to close. "Im norealy tha hugry. Il talk to Dom..." he mumbled a little "layer" Jason slipped into sleep, and his head fell against Dominique's. He smiled as he dreamed; it was a pleasant dream, one in which none of this ever happened, him and Dominique were married, and they were living happily as the new Alphas of Blackclaw. His eyes squeezed as his dream shifted from a dream to a nightmare. Now a giant Toua, and a giant Taiga, began chasing him and Dominique. Suddenly, Dominique vanished, and a shroud of mist flew in. Jason spun around, yelling out Dominique's name, trying to find her.

[Apocalypse Cards]

>Taiga<

 

Taiga was still on their tail and she had followed them the whole way but since she was on foot she had gotten very tired, 'Do they really have to go that fast?!' she thought in anger because she wouldnt let them get away without first paying them back for hitting and humiliating her and in case they did anything to her she had the GPS activated so that her brother could trace her every step if they decided to kill her he and the whole pack would come after them.

[Wyvern]

Audrey woke up, and Robert wasn't there. This had never happened before, so Audrey was scared. Not too frightened, but definetly worried. She was at a lost. She was used to waking up, seeing his face, kissing him and spending time with him.

 

So Audrey quickly changed into some tight jeans and a nice shirt. She ran down the stairs and called, "Robert? Robert?"

 

No response. Audrey hoped he was safe outside, because somehow she knew he was in wolf form. With all the hunters lately, it was dangerous to be a werewolf. Audrey ate a small human breakfast and loked around. The knives would have to go...Those glasses would have to go... Everything dangerous would have to go.

 

Audrey sighed...She had to tell Robert sometime...So Audrey sat down on the couch and looked out her large window, showing their-Robert's and Audrey's-large, magnifecent backyard. Behind the backyard was a thick forest.

 

Audrey needed Robert, and she was lonely without him. Even though she had moved in with him last year, she couldn't stand being alone.

 

Then the door opened, and Robert stepped in. "Hey, Audrey!" he called, obviously knowing that he had worried her. Audrey exited the living room and surprised him by jumping on his back and wrapping her legs around his waist. Robert jumped a bit, but looked at her and kissed her awkwardly, as she was on his back. Audrey stepped down and hugged him. "Robert, I have to tell you something important."

 

Audrey's voice was shaking, and her heart was beating fast. Robert held her shoulders with his hands and looked at her. "What's wrong?"

 

"I'm...I'm. This is so awkward. But I'm pregnant," Audrey couldn't look at him when she said it.

[Guest TheFinalFan]

((Meanwhile...))

 

Several men sat around a conference table only lit by overhead lights. The rest of the room was pitch-black.

"We've lost contact with the body doubles. They're onto us." One ot them announced as he put away his cell phone.

"Hopefully, Jean-Claude can get the two of them over the border and with the escort party before anything bad happens." Another man agreed.

"We need those werewolves alive if we want to make sure the Blackclaws will survive the coming war."

"Indeed. If a civil war breaks out among the only good-aligned pack in the region, and one of two on the continent, the Dark Pack will take them out, and that will be the end of the North American theater."

"We need success here if we want to survive this current war!"

"Otherwise, both humanity and werewolfkind will be forced to take up arms against each other...permenantly..."

 

((Good night...))

[Spartan919]

"DOMINIQUE!!!" Jason sat up, his eyes wild. He looked around, and, as recognition set in, he relaxed a little. As the memory of his nightmare came back to him, he shuddered. It was the most terrible nightmare he had ever experienced. Jason looked down at the still form of his lover; thankfully, his yelling had not awakened her. Jason sighed, then leaned down, and kissed Dominique on the forehead. He stay leaning down, with his lips pressed to her forehead, and breathed in her scent. Ahh. I have not smelled that scent in a long time. Jason smiled, then frowned. Whatever happens, I will not allow myself to be separated from Dominique.

[Guest TheFinalFan]

Dominique stirred and groggily looked up to see her lover.

"Ugh...are we in Canada yet?" she sleepily asked.

"No, wee are not." Jean-Claude replied. "Boot I stoopped at ay fast-food restowront end akquairud sumtheeng for you two tu eet."

In the seat in front of them were several double cheeseburger combo meals and a couple salads, along with a few cups of water.

Dominique grabbed one of the cheeseburgers and immediately started to inhale it, ravenously devouring the meal within a minute.

"Thank you, Jean-Claude! I haven't eaten since yesterday!" she thanked her companion before grabbing another cheesburger.

 

((Something's wrong with this picture. Tell me what it is, and you get a rep.))

[Spartan919]

Jason nodded his thanks to the Frenchman, and reached out to grab a burger. He grabbed one, then, on second thought, grabbed three more. He pulled them back, and opened the wrappers. The smell hit his nose, and his mouth began to water. "These look good," he said. He took a big bite out of one, then moments later, ate all of them. After he had eaten the four burgers, Jason wiped his face with a napkin from the limo. Then he looked at Jean-Claude. "Friend, do you know how much longer it will be until we have reached our destination?"

[Magnet Soldier]

OOC: The fact she 'Inhaled' it?

 

IC: Hunter smelled something wrong. The Black claws scent vanished for a second. He smelt it again after a second, but with a slight stench of human on. A decoy. He realised. He stopped and growled, before running down a road, smelling out the human that was on the fake werewolves. He was so busy chasing he forgot to check that Dragoness was following him. So now he was alone, chasing the Werewolves he could not smell.

[Bleeding Tears]

WereWolf Name: Yugo

PACK: blackclaws

Human Name: Yugo...they're the same.

Gender: Male

Rank: Delta if i can, or if not omega.

Desc.: A silver and black-haired werewolf with red eyes and tribal tattoos on his arm and forhead, almost allways has an angry look on his face, in human form he wears a tough-looking sleevless jacket, long black trousers and has a braclett with a cross on the end, in human form his hair covers his eyes, and tribal tattoo on his head. He has a scar on his chest in the form of an x, he is a proffesional fighter in human form, he's not very old but he is still the undefeated champion. In wolf form he has a necklace he puts on as a gift from his mother, he is a loner in both human and wolf form.

Age(wolf age is half that): 28

[Guest TheFinalFan]

((No, but you're getting close.))

 

Jean-Claude turned back to face the two, then pointed to the black SUVs driving in front of and behind the limo.

Nous avons déjà traversé la frontière. Nous sommes à Québec maintenant. Mes amis nous ont rejoints juste à l'extérieur du poste de contrôle et nous avons maintenant notre parti d'escorte.

Dominique finished her third hamburger and was licking her lips before something dawned on her.

"Oh Dieu! Did I just eat 3 of those?!?" she cried out in disgust. "Jason!!! Don't you remember?!?"

[Magnet Soldier]

OOC: Meh, if I'm wrong I give up. The fact that it says meal and she only ate a hamburger? Either that or the fact the water was in cups, but that I doubt. Oh and Yae has given me permission to Rp as her character because she wont be able to Rp that much. I believe she Pmed Stardust too.

 

IC: Just behind Hunter ran dragoness. She couldn't understand why Hunter was running in this direction when they should be at the fight, especially when she couldn't smell any Werewolves this way. They just passed a corner when he stopped. She stopped to, almost running into Hunter. Then he transformed, somehow having clothes in hand, he got changed and handed her some. She transformed aswell and quickly got dressed. Then, without warning, he jumped into an unlocked car and motioned for her to jump in. When they were both in he fiddled around with wires under his seat and the engine started. He grabbed a gun from a pocket in the jeans he was wearing and handed it to Veronica. "Use it when cops come. We dont need them interfering." He said as he turned back towards the steering wheel. "And hang on." And the car sped off down the road, just missing pedestrians and other cars.

[Spartan919]

((I won't say, since you told me in a PM))

 

Jason nodded, and pulled Dominique in close to him. "It's okay, dear. As long as no one knows-and I'll keep it secret-then you will be fine. It will be as if it never happened...Excuse me." He turned his head from her, and let out a large belch. "Oh, my. Excuse me. I ate four of those things." Jason looked out the tinted windows of the limo, still holding Dominique. He could not recognize where they were at all. He wasn't even sure if they were still in the U.S., or if they had moved on to Canada by now.

[Guest TheFinalFan]

Dominique just sobbed into Jason's chest.

"Jason...what's happening to me?" She whispered softly. "I never felt these...urges...that I've been feeling ever since..."

Her eyes widened as it dawned on her.

"..ever since that fight with that hunter!"

"I've been hungry ever since I ripped that hunter's vocal cords with my mouth! The cheeseburgers satisfied the hunger, but my stomach still hurts, like I need something else."

"Like I need..."

She just turned and wept into Jason's shoulder again, not wanting to say it.

Jean-Claude kept a stony face as he kept driving through a beautiful afternoon in the Quebecan countryside.

[Spartan919]

Jason held Dominique close to him. "Don't worry. We'll figure it out, and then, when we do, we'll fix you...I'll fix you, no matter what it takes, no matter where it takes me." Jason squeezed her shoulder, and kissed the top of her head as she wept into his shoulder. "You know I will not let anything change between us. No matter what you are...if you were a human, and I was a werewolf, I would still love you. If you were a rat, although you would be the most beautiful rat in the universe, I would still love you. If you did not exist, then my life would have no purpose, and who knows what I would do?"

[Guest TheFinalFan]

"Thank you." Dominique sighed, finally falling asleep.

The road just kept going on, almost hypnotizing whoever just stared out the window and blurred their sense of time, making them sleepier and sleepier until...

 

Several Hours Later...

 

Jean-Claude tapped the window separating the driver's compartment with the passanger's section.

"Ve hav arryved." He announced, pointing to a massive unmarked building.

"Ve are nut aht ze sayfhowz, boot ve moost dizcooss Dominique's condeeshon weef hur fathur."

He went around and opened the door.

"Urry! Geet eensyde! Ze sun, eet haz allmost set!"