World of Darkness: 13th order
 

A group of many things gather round a table. Things that would not be seen in normal in peace next to each other, or seen with the other at all. Vampire next to Hunter, next to Mummy, and many others. Yet, this is not normality, no. The City of Chicago has fallen into the hands of some strange group, nothing is known about them besides that they are from many things, and they are under the banner of a curled winged serpent. Now, knowing little would normally not concern many of these gatherd, no, but knowing little after 12 joint orders have been sent, that is something to not trust.
A young hunter dressed like he was in a war stands "Council of the supernatural, our city of St. Louis is in danger that this thing from Chicago will spread, why are we simply sending small ORDERS to deal with it! We should send all our unified forces to stop this before it grows to strong!'
The man slams the table, his fists growing with the power of vengence, the delegates shift to dodge the shards that fly from his fist. An old wrath comes from the table and speaks slowly" young...hunter... you speak rash... if we go into this... with out... knowing what is we go against... the death will be worse then anything... that would happen by not attacking..."
The delegats begin to fight amongst them selfs, the lose of 12 orders straining the allience. "Dear honerable members of the citys true power"
the delegats look to see a member of the Vampires standing at the door, ventrue to all but a fool, "we are not bound by laws of normal humans, 13 is often seen as a bad omen for them, but us it is not."
A old Nosforatu speaks "what do you plan young blue blood'
The ventrue noods to the prince of the city "Dear sir, I have gatherd one last order, the 13th order"
He steps out of the door and behind him a small group of young being enters...

Dorrienne waited in the antechamber as the Council conviened in the next room. Fortunately she was a patient person. Just as she gave a glance at the others, the Ventrue caught her attention. He swept open the door and made his proclamation:

"Dear honerable members of the citys true power. I have gatherd one last order, the 13th order."

That's the cue, she thought to herself. Her silken skirts rustled softly as she moved forward. They walked as one force, stopping just two steps behind the vampire.

Vhan walked forward with the others in human form and bowed, then got back up and looked at the others he was with as they looked around the room.
The 13th order, sounds kinda catchy.

Locana walked forward with the group, staying towards the back of the group and eyeing the ones around the table with suspicion. She thought to herself "Why were we summoned?"

'Moradin walked up behind the Ventrue with an arogant look on his face, for most he looked like an ordinary human but those that could see the supernatural could see that his soul was not human.'

OOC: is there any Demons in the council?

OOC: yes there are deamons, they are in normal form. there are things from all parts of the wod world. i wont put up a rp post till every player enters.

Justin Knight rises from the seat where he had been meditating and follows the last of the group members into the room "This should be interesting"

The ventrue thrusts his arms out in a rather flamboyant method. "I present to you the 13th order council!"

A thin pale man stands up"THIS IS THE ORDER!!! Five pathetic weaklings is all you are sending! what is this, are you some fool! They will be slaughtered like every other person sent. You should be killed for wasting our time!"

A black man at the end moved his hand, a wind rushed and pushed the pale man to his seat "sit down devil, as representative for the mage I think that they will be able to do this mission, just as much as the group you sponserd... the one with your protege' in it, wasn't it?"

The demon stood his eyes flaring "TAKE THAT BACK YOU MAGE BASTARD OR I WILL KILL YOU!"

the man started to have an strange aura around him, the mage stood pulling out a lighter, but before it got out of hand a werewolf pounded the table "Stop this now, we are in crisis, kill each other after it is through"

A man in a coat and hat next to the mage laughed "ill help ya demon"

The mage looked down at the man glaring "shut up techno"


The ventrue coughed, adjusted his collar "um well sirs... I assure you that they will work, this city will not fall as Chicago did"

The wrath circled the table "the young ventrue... is correct... we will vote now... on this 13th order..."

The hunter lifted up his hand "let us vote on this now"

From the table came panels, every member pushed various buttons. then the old Nosfuratu stood "By a passing of one vote, we the council of the true powers of this city..."

The ventrue leans forward "yes dear sirs?"

The Old ugly vampire smiles, a rather disturbing smile "This order has been approved do not fail us"

The Venture bowed low and smiled "thank you council"

Locana's eye twitched a little after being called a weakling, hardly enough to gain attention. What do *they* know about weakness? Locana realized what she was doing, and calmed down before Keitha could awaken.

Vhan knew he was weak compared to others but to say it was suicide was annoying. But its best that the anger is kept inside, otherwise if I am to die it wont be sooner than later.
He bowed himself and then another time to the werewolf and turned around and waited out the door for the others.

'Weak!? What do devils know about weakness!? It was that cursed Lucifer that started the rebelion! The devils caused the fall! It was their fault they had been put in the abyss! They had lost because they were weak!' Moradin thought as he stared at the devil, eyes full of cold hatred.

The group had been insulted. Dorienne just sighed and looked aside as the council members seemed ready to attack eachother. She glanced briefly at her group, hoping none of them were foolish enough to retort. After a moment, the 13th Order had been approved.

"That went well," she murmured.

Justin sighs looks around at the counciled assembled gives a smile and walks out. It seems like this is not going to be as easy as it looks and He wonders if he can even trust anyone. "Well here we are and where do we go now?"

The ventrue stood and turned around "thank you fair council man"
"now get out you people"
Holding out his arms he pushed out the 13th order. Closing the door behind him, he turned to the group. "alright you fools, you have been passed, you better not failed. This is my chance to get into the power of this city, and if you succed you will be rewarded... if you fail do not return to this city, for you and everyone you care for will be dead."
He turns to walk and out of the shadows two losombra arrive. the ventru turns to the two "hello men, Mitch take the 13th order to the van out side"

The tall losombra looks at the group, his eyes see, to be full of discust "why the boss got you slobs to do this i dont know. Follow me"

He walked through the people, then towards the door, a thing came from the shadow and opened the door for him. Outside a tinted window cargo van sat, Men were holding the back open...

Stay asleep Keitha. Stay asleep...

Feeling extremely slighted, Dorienne strode to the van behind these rude vampires. She climbed nimbly into the back and sat closed off from everyone (arms crossed, legs crossed, face turned away) until her anger passed.

'I will make him pay for that after this is done' Moradin thought to himself as he followed the others into the van.

Vhan followed through to the van and got in across from Dorienne and looked back to make shure no funny buisenss was going on. He sat down so that he wasnt sitting on his gun but made shure that no one would notice it in his trench cloak.
"So it starts", he said to his new allies as they got in the van.

Justin follows the group out to the Van little annoyed at the way he had been treated but dismissing it as not worth the effort he climbs in the van looks back with a smile and says "well lets go safe the f*^% world huh!" then sits down on the bench.

It didn't take long for Dorienne's anger to fade. She pulled her soft bag onto her lap and adjusted her silken scarf.

"So it does indeed start," she replied softly to Vhan. "But there's no need to be crass about it." At this she looks over Justin carefully.

With a fast slam the vampires closed the door. the back of the van was completly black... then a light came on and a sliding door opend in the front, a woman stuck her head out " so your the boss mans people, hmmm. he told me to make sure you didnt die till you got to chicago" She smiles and let out a rather odd laugh.

Then she turned around, and then back " oh my name is 32, and i am a hunter, i think, im not sure really, but the boss man says that was what i am."

with that the odd woman shuts the panal, and the van starts to move. While it is drives, a head of a ghost pops out " I am the navigator, if you want anything the fridge blow the movieng panal has all the necesitys, blood, food, and some other stuff, have fun"

with that the drive to chicago begins....

"Will we really be safe here?" Moradin said to nobody in particular.
"Well, I guess we should introduce ourselves, so... Someone want to start?"

"Hi I'm Locana. I'm kind of thirsty right now, so if you'll excuse me..." I head to the fridge and drain the bottle, carefully watching the other's reactions.

After a quiet thank you to the driver and navigator, Dorienne rubbed her left temple. For someone to offer the idea of introductions in a group and not give his own first is quite rude. But if everyone were nice and polite and did what he was supposed to all the time, I guess I'd be out of a job, the spy thought with a small smile.

"Locana? That's pretty. I'm Dorienne."

Dorienne turned her head at the sound of the fridge opening. The rest of her body followed as she watched the vampire. It wasn't the first feeding she'd seen, but it was definately the cleanest.

"Im Vhan and nice to meet you all", he said as he watched Locana drain the bottle, "Anything I need to know about you all that I should know of before hand? I myself am a werewolf it you dont already know and somethings have been self explanitory so far", he said glancing in Locana.

the old wrath came through the panaled door "are you people talking? we cant here ya up hear, so if you want us to know your name, you should knock on the doors"
then after spinning around the van he looks at the order again "and remember this trip will take about 8 hours or so, we cant speed ya know, be odd if they found the navigator to be well, dead so to say. and the back to be crammed full of people of many things, and not hot dogs like the side of the van says"

With that he pops back to the front.

"My name is Justin Knight and I am a Mage. I have one warning for you vampires I have nothing against you however you try to drink me or bite me I swear by all the prime in the universe I will turn you into a lawn chair. Now with that said how do you Do?" With that said he Knocks on the panel at the front of the Van to introduce himself to 32 and the Wraith.

I finish the bottle and turn to face the group. "Soooo... now what?"

"Now we wait, Locana. It's quite a drive," Dorienne said softly. She glanced up as Justin knocked on the panel. She'd speak to the wraith soon.

"I am a Changeling." This she said as loudly as she could to the group, which was still pretty quiet. "That is a faerie soul. Add to that a Werewolf, Mage, and a Vampire and you have an interesting assortment." Her coal dark eyes turned to Moridan. "And you, sir? What have you to add?" Her head cocked to the side in curiosity and she curled up into an odd ball as she awaited an answer.

Her eyes searched his face as she tried to guess. After a moment, she gave another half-smile. I have no idea.

"Well, I guess its time for me to introduce myself... Very well, I am John Lone
a Government agent and demon of the Slayer house. Nice to meet you all. But remember, just cause I am polite dont try and fool me. I have lived longer than all of you togheter."
Moradin said with a smile.

The wrath pops out again "if you need to use the bathroom or anything just tell us, actually.... get out now if you want. 32 forgot to get gas in town, so we are at a gass station, it has an express something or other, but its closed. Oh and vampire lady"

Spinng around and stoping in front of the Malkavian "its still dark out for about 2 hours so you can go out side with out going sizzle sizzle pop"

with that the wraith spun around and stoped in the center of the back of the van. "just do it fast, we dont want to raise suspician about why you are not hotdogs."

the door in the front was opend and shut, the sound of gas being pumbed into the van started...

this trip would last for another 6 hours or so...

"Isnt that a nice way of saying you wont die if you dont go out there", Vhan said half smiling, "Im fine thank you".

Dorienne unrolled from her position and opened the back door a crack, just enough to slip out. She was off to the ladies' room.

I go outside because I am bored and climb a tree near the van.

32 finishes pumbing up the gas "soon we leave for chicago then i get to go back and see boss again"
she turns and slowly walks to pay for the gas. soon the trip to the great city will begin again, and soon the true test of the 13th order will begin...

LOCANA climbs back into the car (there. are you happy?)

Dorienne approaches the van. As she passes 32, she gives a slight nod. She gives a quick glance around to make sure no one is watching before she slides into the back.

ooc: alright im just skipping to chicago now. hopefully no one wanted to have a grand experince sitting in the back of a hot dog van.


When the passengers had returned to the back of the cargo van, 32 drove off to chicago....
Apon arival she parked and sent the navigator back "well we are at our final destination. we are currently next to the warehouse that has been givin to you to use as a base or something, it was used the last few times. But since this facility lakes a drive in function, and it is daylight, and vampires are not to good in that, the doors have been kept looked till night fall, have a nice till then. oh and we are leaving, the back of this van can disconect so we are dumping you here, a timer is set to release the doors at night. ta ta till then"

With that he returned to the front, then some clicking and grinding noises began, the back of the cargo van began to shake, then with little warning it fell from the van, sending the acoupents, who had no form of harness into a rather uncomfertable tumble. Hours passed, then a click sound triggerd, and the doors swung open. The journey had begon, but the beging was not to be something of peace. On the door of the wearhouse were 6 people, nailed onto the door. This was the 12th order, in blood above them was a symbol, the symbol of the group who had taken the city. They new of this location, it wouldnt be long till they came back to see if another group had arrived....



ooc:i was a bit tired when i wrote this, so sorry for spelling, we dont have word anymore, so i dont have easy use of spell cheak. right. well for those who wanted to jump in this is the chance. welcome to chicago

"Hmpf, Now that is dumb. Talk about telling us right away to avoid this place." John said. "Leaving this much evidence may be enought to learn something of our enemies." He said and started searching the area. (two dots in investigation)

OOC: I take it this is a valid point for my character's entry, so here goes...

IC: Upon further investigation, the group finds a 7th set of stakes used to nail someone to the door and a drying trail of blood leading down from it to a disturbed patch of earth nearby. It slowly begins to move up and down, displacing a little bit of dirt with each bit of motion. Finally, two claw-like hands shoot through the surface and begin to move the dirt away frantically from what reveals itself to be another vampire. He tries to stand up immediately, but falls back down and clutches his head.

"Ugh...."

"Heheheh, seems we have a survivor, Hey you others! Come over here" John shouted at the others.

Dorienne hurried over to where John was shouting, noticing the stakes and the bloodtrail as she ran. She saw the man squirming in the dirt in the dark, clutching his head. It wasn't long before she knew he was a vampire.

She quickly moved beside Locana and asked, "Is there any blood left in the van? If we revive him, he'll tell us what happened."

Justin walks casually over to where the rest of the group is, looks at dorrienne suprised at the depth of her knowledge, shrugs, and then looks at the message. "We need to move and we need to do it fast. Get fangs here some blood. I will be back. I am going to find us some transportation. You guys see what else you can gather here. I will be back in about 30 mins tops," Justin says to the group and looks around one more time and then starts to move off.

Locana sprints to the van and in 30 seconds comes back with arms full of bottles. She goes over to the vampire, props his head up, and pours blood down his throat. She tells the people around her "Keep giving him more blood if he asks for it. I'm going to a blood bank to get more just in case."

The vampire seemed as if he snapped into consciousness as the first bottle of blood entered his system.

"Th... Thank you."

He grabbed the next and began to gulp it down. Then two more with a brief pause in between as he looked at the people around him, both "live" and dead. He shuddered.

"You must be the replacements, huh... but why can't I..."

He grabbed his head again, not in pain but in more of a crestfallen way, and slowly downed the next bottle.

OOC: I'll be gone for the rest of the night, have to drive back to college, just FYI.

Across the street a man wearing a grey hat, and grey over coat, shadow covering his face stared at the comotion. The end of his cigar flared, his face was coverd in a grey past of sorts. He watched and calculated, unseen. he throws his cigar onto the ground and stamps it. pulling another one out, he yells " ORDER THIRTEEN!!!!"

The group looked, now he had there attention. puting the cigar in his mouth he raised his right hand to it, a clicking sound began... then a torent of fire launched out, the vampires, not pleased by there fear "A warning from Duke Serrigon, 12 have failed, and you will to. unless you want to fry"

With that he tipped his head back "hope your vamps like fire you damn fools."

Turning to the building behind him "BURN YA BLOODY BASTERD BURN"

A torent of flame came out of both hands, laughing psycoticly the building started to burn. then out of his back came some flame and he took flight "The Fire Man has deliverd his message! See ya all in hell"

With that he left, the building roaring in fire, this would not let the vampires have peace....



ooc: remember darktoaster, the last thing you remember is being droped off at chicago with the 12 order, nothing after, but everything before. and remember vampires are scared of fire, and this is a lot

Dorienne watched the vampire guzzle the first bottle. When Locana and Justin started to leave, she pushed the bottles a little closer to the stranger and scooted back, a little wary of being bitten. She looked at the bloodtrail and the bodies pinned to the wall. Not much of a hide out. Is this a set up? Her eyes narrowed as she thought.

A shout from across the street made her turn her head. Who's Duke Serrigon? The man had set the nearby building on fire; the flame somehow launched from his body before he flew away. Dorienne turned back to the strange vampire and leaned over him as close as she dared, so he would hear her over the roar of the burning building. "We have to leave. Can you walk?" She began to help him up.

"Well that doesent seem good, we need to get out of here at once! Someone help that vampire so that we can be on our way." He said checking his equipment.
OOC: Can my mentor live in these parts? Or what kind of stuff do we have?

Upon seeing the firey display, the vampire slowly moved back, trying to get a little farther away from that firey display. As the man left, the vampire took a moment to calm down then stood. "Yes, I think I'm good to go now. Thanks"

I guess we've been replaced after all, lucky order 13. But who the hell is Duke Serrigon? And why the was I buried alive instead of tacked to that wall?

Vhan had pulled out his rifle and was taking aim at the man until he started shooting fire from his body, he put down his gun knowing it probably wouldnt have much affect on this man.
His hair was already sticking on end but he calmed himself when the Fire man had left. "You better be well enough to run if we have to and if you not Im shure I can carry you", he said torward the new vampire.

"You don't have to worry about me, I'm back up to my full strength. I'm all in favor of getting somewhere else so we can sort this out..."

As everyone else seemed keen to leave, Locana bolted like a scared rabbit as far away from the fire as possible, hoping the others would follw her.

The fire rages in the building, the homeless and destitute begin to gather looking at the fire. Soon the chicago fire department will come. Those of other worldly best not stand if they wish to remain unkown. This is a begining to an interesting story


-----------(you know nothing below this, since none have high enough stats)--------

On an building near a man sits, or rather floats atop a building. In front of him space is distorted so he watches the order clearly "It seems dear fire has done his task to the point of satisfaction"

Waving his hand a pocket to a part of chicago far from here opens, in it is a dark yet well furnished room, in front of a fire place sits a chair "dear duke... The tasks have been done pare your instructions. should i eliminate them now or do you wish for them to be toyed with for more time"

An old raspy voice come out "no... my mage of paradox, they are not to die yet"

The young man moves his hand at the rift closes "like fire I am under order not to end your life. Maybe one of the other assasins will have that honer, or maybe he wants you to think you can do something by defeating one of the lessers"

He floats higher into the air then his body folds into itself, and nothing remains.

------(this is called out of caricture knowladge, so no knowing about it in game)------


ooc: your mentor can not be in chicago, all who are not loyal to the new guys in town are no longer among the living, undead, or other wise able to be accesed in this world. He can live in gary that is the closest you are going to get him. if you dont know that is the city next to chicago indiana side. or he can live farther, up to ya

Locana runs at top speed to an empty alley several blocks away. She peeks around the corner to see where everyone else is.

*Sigh* "Thats why I hate being with vampires! They are so damn easy to scare!" John said with frustration as Locana ran away. "Luckily im not a devil..."

Dorienne helped the newcomer to his feet, but he stood and said he felt well enough to move on his own. She felt, more than saw, Locana dash off.

"Locana! Wait!" Her hoarse whisper couldn't be heard by anyone running away. Dorriene ran after Locana. Wherever she's heading can't be any worse than here.

"Ok, after we catch up to Locana we will need to find a new and safe place to rest. I hope My master is feeling like helping because otherwise we might be screwed." John said before running after Locana and Dorienne. "Damn vampire! Shes gonna get us all killed! Not that I will die really... But I feel like avoiding that fate." He said to nobody in particular.

Vhan ran after Locana changing into his lupus form to catch up quicker, they didnt need her running into any unwanted guests before they even were organized.

He stoped in front of her, changing back to his homid form. "Hold on, lets wait for everyone else", he said inspecting the alley for anything out of the ordinary for an alley.

The vampire dashed after the others who were probalby following that one who bolted as the pyrotechnics began. He slowed to a walk as everyone came into sight. "This wasn't exactly my idea of 'somewhere else'... does anyone here know a good spot where we can go? I sure as hell don't."

"Fire...." Locana kind of stood nervously in a corner as Vhan caught up to her, watching the others follow closely behind them.

"HELL yeah fire burn boom bang and a duck goes quack"
Behind the group walks a strange man, His skin is more then white, it has no coler at all. His hair is long and matted, white as snow. His eyes seem to be in great contrast with the rest of his body. they are solid red, the blood showing through his colerless eyes. On his forehead is a red scare, the shape on a pentagram with a eyed palm in the center.

Throughing up his hand he spins around laughing "I hope dear fire didnt scare the babies to much. moo moo moo. HAHAHAHAHA."

Jutting his hand out "Hello my name is Drakol. code name Master or something. arnt code names funny"

A little girl comes from behind him "Sir, i think you should do what you were sent to do"

The girl wears a small sundress, her hair red in pig tails, she looks no older then 9.

Drakol looks down and pats her on the head "Oh thank you hannah! you know with out this girl here i think i would spend all my time having fun with the minds of humans or something. HAHAHAHAH. Man i need a drink of blood or something"

Slowly woman start to come out of the shadows, then the shadows them selfs seem to lessed as a nother comes out. the crazed man bows and speaks "These are my girls, all fellow vampires bound to me by there lust for my blood. I am the first Assasin you will face, maybe, i havint desided if i want to kill you or not. HEHEHEHEE. hmmm, what was i doing here"

The little girl graped his arm "we must go sir, this place is about to be sweeped by the hunters, and the fire department will be coming."

He looks into the air, smiling waving his arms around, then in a secound snaping his down to a tight stand "well Void i am ready to leave"

As sudinly as they had come they all disapeared into a dark hole. standing there is a man in a solid lether haze mad suit. turning to the group a slow broken voice comes out "Do... not... worry... yet... i... will... not.. kill... you... yet... ta...ta...till...then..."

he turned slowly, and he seemed to disapear into nothing...

OOC: Could I recognize that slayer? My background for remembering stuff from the war is quite high.
"Oh no... They have a master of the realms on their side! We are completly screwed..." John said after the aparent assasins disappeared. "We need to get away from here quickly, as they said hunters will be here soon."

ooc: void isnt a demon. the demon that is here, you may remember, i havnt decided some you will.

Locana looks at the group. "He is of my clan. Be careful around people like him." Her aloof manner subsides and she says "Hehe. A duck!"

In the distance the low howl of sirens start. the good ol Chicago fire department is on its way. another noise though is coming from the other direction. the low buzz fire, or something in the air, it is distant but closer the big red trucks

"Dammit! We need to get out of here NOW!" John shouted at the others and ran into an alley.

...with Locana following. "Does anyone know where we're going?"

OOC: Ugh... "excessive bandwith usage" earned me a day and a half of no internet... damn IT dept.

"About time..." murmured the vampire as he moved with the now running group. "Not very organized, are we?"

"Nope!" Locana said happily. "That we aren't!"

Vhan ran along with the others, "We had better find at least a hole to hide in because our vampire friends are going to have a real problem finding some where if the sun kills them".

As the group ran down the alley. the bums and hobos were walking to see the fire. As the group followed it blindly, turning here and there running to get from the fire department and the "hunters". They came out to an old run down church, this looked as if it wasnt in much use besides for a home for the homeless. across the street a low light as a man in newspapers started smoking his cigerets. A low wind came through, the tempeture was droping, and the wind was picking up a storm of some sort was coming...

Locana flinched slightly as the man with the cigatette lit up, then asked "Who's up for staying in that homeless shelter for the time being?"

"I'm not picky..." the vampire said as he continued to walk towards the church. "... especially if it'll insure we don't draw any attention."

"I dont have a problem with it", Vhan said looking at the church, he looked around to make shure everyone was there and finding everyone he walked torward the church.

He steped inside and the first thing he saw was Christ on a cross at the end of the church, only visible by a broken window above him. Grafiti covered several walls and several benches were broken, "Welcome home", he said to himself with a smirk.

"I hate places like this, reminds me of how the humans betrayed us" John said quietly to himself as he looked at the old church. "I guess it will work well as a temporary shelter, but we need to find another place tomorrow night." He said as he entered the church.

As the group began to enter the church, a man coughed loudly, in the corner a old homeless man sat in a tatterd coat, an old blanket wraped tight around him, through out the main part of the church alone there were 9 homeless people, it seems many came here to get out of the wind. 5 men of diffrent ages, a couple and a child, and a young girl sleeping in the front bench. This place, once a house of god had become a house of the poor.


-------------------------(alertness 2 or up will know what is below this)------------

On the roof, carved into the very tile and wood, was a picture of a large snake curled into itself. Out of its back two skeletol wings jut out. across it the words "unity through rebellion"...

Locana walks with the group into the building. The people already there give them curious glances, but Locana simply sits down away from the windows and waits for the morning.

One of the men come up to the group holding a can "hey man... can you give me some money... I really need some man, can you give me just a wee bit of cash"

The man stumbles forward his stench quite powerfull, shaking the can slowly...

"Sorry I don't have anything." Locana moves away from the man and decides it would be better to spend the next day in one of those places where people would talk to the priest... what were they called? It had been so long for Locana...

Vhan walked up to the man and hands him two fives, feeling sorry for the man but he also didnt want to give him too much money that they would possibly need for their road ahead.
"So what are we doing once day breaks?", Vhan said now turning back to the group.