Tales from th lost city

Dawson smiled.
"Oh I know! I've had my fair share of jobs in this area." He said as he started forward. "I'd ve more surprised to find a face I don't know here."
 
“Well you’ve probably never met this guy” Jackie said grinning a little “He’s the most reclusive suspicious ass hole you’ll ever meet” He said chuckling and moving forward with him “but he has a hand in almost every thing this city moves” He said beginning to amble down the path “So I caught wind of you being worried some thing about since I’m your Alpha’s mate I could order you or some thing… you should know I have no intention on doing any thing like that”
 
"Fuck me! This place smells like a burning pile of puke!" Quinn groaned as he stepped out if the car. He quickly pulled out his jar of peanut butter and unscrewed the lid, holding the jar under his nose to ward off the scent. "Guys I don't know how I'm going to be able to sniff out anything here. I can barely breathe. Even with the peanut butter." Quinn said catching up with the two men. "We should have gone to the brothel. It smells like Skittles. And pussy." Quinn complained as the group walked to wherever Jack's contact was hiding.
 
“Were only going to be out here for a little while longer” Jack said rolling his eyes and moving them towards a house settled in between two industrial burners. His memories flashed again back to two young kids playing at said house. He quickly stuffed them down and instead walked up to the door making a motion for them to stand back as he knocked on the door once then twice then three times then once again.

“Who is this?!” A voice snapped from a speaker “no one’s here”

“Ace it’s me” Jack said sighing “your little brother let me in”

“Aint got no brother” The man said coughing “specially not a squint like you”

“Uh huh” Jack said rolling his eyes “open the damn door before I tell ma”

There was silence for a few minutes before an electronic lock clicked and the door swung open.

“Be careful” Jack said turning “my brothers not right in the head all the time don’t touch any thing”
 
"Wait you have a crazy brother? And I'm not allowed to touch anything? This is not turning out to be a fun day." Quinn whined pushing the jar of peanut butter closer to his nose. "Today sssuuuucccccckkkksssss!!!" Quinn said walking through the door into Jack's brother's house.
 
"More," came from Don and Lem both with matched enthusiam causing them both to laugh a little.

'I knew I liked these girls,' Don thought to himself as he took another swig from his bottle before he capped it for the night. Alcohol always worsened his memory lose and he got the feeling that he would want to reflect on his night with these ladies come the morning. Or whenever.

"I've always been jealous of these," Lem said absently as she ran her hand along Bell's back, tracing the smooth lines and gentle swirls. Only after the words left her mouth did she realize that she might have blown her cover but one glance at Dom said he wasn't exactly listening to anything that was said. "Beautiful work...you both have while I am stuck with these simple holes in my face."

Don smiled at that. "I think they're pretty bad ass," he said as he leaned forward and ran his finger down her nose to give the ring beneath her nostrils a tap. "Real gold too."

"It was abundant in my homeland," Lem said with a small smile as their black eyes caught and something like knowing passed between them. It wasn't the same intensity as when she looked at Edward but still there was something there.

Then it hit her, like a ton of bricks. His black eyes. The way he moved. How his tattoos looked so fresh and smooth as if they were a part of his skin, as if he were born with them.

"I have a great idea," she said with a smile as she looked at Don, still shirtless on the couch. Then she shift her eyes quickly to Bell. "How about I call us a car and we meet up with some friends of ours for some real fun," she said as she got to her feet then moved to get her bag and back to the door in the blink of an eye. Then she looked to Don, her eyes blackened and teeth shifted ever so slightly. The air between them shimmered and a smile came to his lips. "You will come with us."

"Sure, I'm down," he said as he jumped up from the couch.

"Well you might want to put that shirt back on so you don't make anyone jealous," Serkalem told him with a wink as she made her way outside.

As soon as she hit the alley. Lem tapped the button on her communicator and said, " Call Edward." She tapped her foot as she waited for the second beep that signaled the connection complete. "We need a ride...you're not going to believe who...what we ran into."
 
“Rape?” suddenly, Jack’s gaze shifted to her lower body. There were a few trails of blood on her thighs. She was right somebody did rape her. The human police officers might be the culprit of the crime. They often do this kind of crime to the helpless species. He felt angry, but he knew she needed his help.

“I am Jack. I don’t know who raped you, but stand still, I’ll release you from these awful cuffs,” He comforted her and started to undo her restrains. He was strong so he didn’t find any difficulties to remove the small locks on her cuffs. He normally doesn’t trust other species, especially dragons, but she could be the return ticket to his world so he had to trust her.

Tervaka watched with careful eye as the man entered her cell. She knew humans, what they were, different from her. She knew they were squishy compared to her, they only lived 75-80 years compared her being 200 years and barely into her thousand year life span. She knew he was different, for they were generally weak but he broke her cuffs with ease.

Something was not right about this human, but she didn't have time think, for he was helping her to her feet and leading her out of the cell. It felt weird being helped by this human, like she had a nagging feeling that someone in her past would frown upon this, but that person's image couldn't come to mind.

As the man calling himself Jack pulled her out of the building, Tervaka blinked for a moment, it was dark out, but buildings had such buildings glowed as if lit by a thousand lanterns. She knew this place wasn't home, but she couldn't even remember where home was.

"What is this place what sort of magic lights up the buildings so?"
 
"Welcome, to the earth, the home of humans. These are electric lights. There are many things you would find interesting here.” He told her, and immediately realized he made a mistake, he said “the home of humans” instead of “my home”.

Jack dragged her body and put her in a car, which he stole from the police station. He wanted her to take her to his hideout and asked her some questions. She might have some powers to create another portal. After five years, he had some hope of return.
 
Blylock turns back to the the kitsune. "A small accommodation can allways be made. After all many things here are not real. " He smiles as he moves back to the larger room leaving the door open.

"Say a 20oz bottle of dragon's breath. Or say 4 8oz bottle of broken dreams." he smiles ludely " Or maybe....one bottle of naughty ladie's wet dreams. I have a buyer looking for just such an item as we speak. I can afford to be quite open minded on these matter. "
 
Mayna was thinking off all the things she steals from people, there was always something of interest and it did always help. Setting the talisman off to the side for a moment, she rummaged around in her bag to see what kind of items she had.

"Well.... it looks like I have the breath of a baby frost dragon..."

She pulled out the frozen vial, wondering what it was her dragon actually got from it. Looking around some more, there were a few vials that looked they were stolen dreams but they were unmarked. Each one had a different color though, red and black were most likely nightmares while the more lighter colors were more peaceful.

"I don't know much about dreams and a few of these unmarked. Not sure if any of them are a females wet dreams or not. Hell, not even sure how one steals a dream like that!!"

Mayna looked at the five different vials she held wondering how one does steal dreams, however after a moment, shrugged it off holding them out to him.

"If you wish, you can have all of them. I have no use for stolen dreams. If nothing else, I can find a way to you the lustful dreams of a female..... somehow.."
 
Needfull Things

'Stolen dreams? I never handled stolen dreams. And they are uncut right? Not altered or homogenize? That might be interesting. And unmarked. Interesting.
This is some unreal I like it. Its magic in a bottle. A mystery product." Then he pauses and smiles.

"And lustful dreams of a female......" He looks around a bit and thinks. "I like you!" He nods his head slowly. "You picked out a very interesting peice. The Illium Sun God of Unicorn Desires . Not what I thought would interest you. Then again I know that all magic is not the same. Normally a peice like this would go quite highly. " He smiles nefariously at her. " But since the dreams are stolen and the talisman is, well, stolen too. From a warlock deep in the North country. As I understand it. I see it as a wash. " He scoops up the vials and carries them away.

"I have a book of dreams that I can test them against. He looks at the one with the black top. " Ah this one is a dark majic a series of dark events and I think even a murder. " He turns and looks at the kitsune. He draws his brow downward. "Tell you what. Your blond friend the shewolf. Get me some lustful dreams of hers.....and" He smiles brightly. "You can write your....own membership."
 
This I know. And you're proven yourself a capable leader several times. But you must know, Emma and I are now basically your personal body guards when not ordered otherwise by the Alpha.
Dawson reached out and snatched the jar from Quinn as they waited.
"Let your nose adjust." He said as he read the ingredients. "God God. Why do you eat this crap?" He tossed it back to quinn. "When we get back to base, I'll make you my batch. Pire ingredients, better t
Taste, longer shelf life."
 
Quinn shoved the jar back to his nose glaring at Dawson. "You don't mess with another man's peanut butter!" He hissed, clutching the jar protectively under his nose. "And I highly doubt that you can beat Jif. They've been making peanut butter forever. Maybe, just maybe, you could beat Peter Pan, they suck, but not Jif. Jif is delicious." Quinn said scooping a large glob of peanut butter onto his finger, and licking it off with a blissful look on his face. "Yea, no one can beat that." Quinn said returning the jar to his nose.
 
“Ugh” Jackie said wincing at the personal bodyguard comment “Can you guys at least be fun body guards? The kind who get into trouble with me” He thought walking into the house and turning to Quinn “touch any thing you want just be warned my brother usually booby traps his stuff with magic any number of things can happen to you”

“And Jiff is crap” Jackie said before they all heard the click of a shotgun being loaded.

“Get the hell out of my home” A voice growled as a man stepped into the spotlight he was wearing a business suit with a bunch of playing cards on it as well as some 80’s style mirrored shades. He was also carrying a double-barreled shotgun trained right on Jackie.

“Don’t make any sudden movements” He thought to Dawson “Don’t think Ma would be to happy with you pointing a gun at my face”

“Ma’s been dead for five years” Ace growled “you’d know that if you were really my brother and not some shape shifter”

“A shape shifter wouldn’t know your real name Theodore” Jackie said narrowing his eyes “of that your favorite movie is titanic need I go on?”

Ace looked at him for several long moments before setting the gun down “And you vouch for your friends?”

“For now” Jackie said “can we talk?”

“Come on” Ace said nodding at the sitting room “and don’t touch my stuff!”
 
Of cousre! I'm just saying we're there when you need either of us.
At the site of a gun, Dawson had slowly shifted to the at-ease military stance and listened quietly, doing his best to be nonthreatening. Emma had once told him he exuded "don't fuck with me, I won't fuck with you" only with a sweet smile about it all. He smiled at the thought of her and wondered what she was up to as he took to leaning near a bookshelf to keep himself out of the way.
 
Quinn stepped up to Jack, ignoring Ace and his gun. "Dude. I will fight you. Jif is the shit. Period." Quinn huffed staring daggers at Jack. He then turned to Ace. "And why do you live in this shithole? It literally smells like a turd threw up and a corpse then lit it on fire." Quinn complained as he flopped onto a couch. "If this thing is booby trapped I'm sueing you." Quinn groaned and laid on his side. "You guys said this would be fun! I'm soooo bored!"
 
Edward heard his COM beeping and sighed pinching the bridge of his nose and walking away form the site. It was one thing to be in charge it was another to baby sit. He turned his back on the boys for one second and they ran off leaving him to deal with all the agents and the Templar’s they managed to capture. Of course the White Wolf was not available most likely shirking her duties to spend some time with the enchantress her lover.

He saw it was Lem and hit the button bringing up her COM “hey beautiful… Got some thing for me?” He asked stepping away from the agents and leaning against the wall.

………….

“You helped some one I’m looking for” Jackie said watching as Ace glared at Quinn “Some one who must have bought a whole bunch of lab equipment”

“I don’t give out client information” Ace said never taking his eyes off of Quinn “Not even to family”

“I need this information” Jackie said ignoring his brothers words “whoever bought it might be making monsters super powered monsters”

“This is my problem how?” Ace said raising an eyebrow “you want information you pay like every one else”

Jackie growled and rolled his eyes “fine” He murmured reaching around his neck and pulling a chain with a ring attached.

“Mom’s wedding ring” Jackie said waving it and watching as Ace starred at it “as collateral but I want it back and this information better be good”

“She wanted me to have it any ways I was her favorite!” Ace growled reaching out with his hands.

“Ma gave you the house” Jackie grumbled pulling the ring back “information first”

“Fine” Ace growled going over to a large stack of papers and pulling one out seemingly at random “the address for your friend he’s in the sewer system that’s where his lab is”

Jackie took the sheaf of papers tossing the ring at him before turning “My brothers got a hidey hole that leads into the sewers since the girls are busy we might as well do this solo”
 
"Finally!" Quinn shouted, springing from the couch. "We can get out of this shithole and go somewhere nice!" Quinn happily followed Ace to his sewer entrance. As Ace opened the entrance Quinn striped out of his clothes, folding them up into a ball. He then shifted to half form and picked his clothes ball up in his tail. Quinn eagerly ran into the sewer tunnel squeaking happily. "Home sweet home." Quinn sighed as he waited for the others to catch up. "You guys know I grew up down here, right? I'll be able to find Dr. Moreau and any weird shit he's made with my eyes closed." Quinn said looking forward to the coming action.
 
"Welcome, to the earth, the home of humans. These are electric lights. There are many things you would find interesting here.” He told her, and immediately realized he made a mistake, he said “the home of humans” instead of “my home”.

Jack dragged her body and put her in a car, which he stole from the police station. He wanted her to take her to his hideout and asked her some questions. She might have some powers to create another portal. After five years, he had some hope of return.

Tervaka felt the man put her in back seat of this metal carriage, as she slumped over in the back seat not having the energy sit up, as her stomach rumbled. As they drove she could only stare up at the roof until she felt them coming to a stop.

When they stopped, she noticed the Hudson river and made her way to bathe in it. She also found some fish and started to eat until her stomach was full. She fluttered her wings and was about to take off when she saw the human who helped her. She went over to him.

"Thank you for freeing me human, was shocked how you easily broke those locks. I owe you a debt."
 
Lem blushed a little at Edward's greeting. She wasn't usually the type to fall for such sweet talk but the sound of his voice brought forth the memory of his eyes on her. And his hands. His mouth.

She quickly pushed all that down so she could focus on telling him without really telling him since Don was coming up the stairs behind her. The last thing she wanted to do was spook their only lead on whoever was playing Mengele in New New York. For all she knew he was transported here from whatever hell he put himself in all those years ago.

"Umm...yeah...I think," she stammered a bit as she felt Don's eyes on her back. But still it was thoughts of Edward that had her feeling like that young warrior who fell in love with a Russian general. "Hell's Kitchen...W. 39th and if your quick about it, I promise a very generous tip."

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Don watched the vampire talk into her watch a moment, not really sure of what to make of it. For someone who lived in a place just a shade better than his cargo hold, he found it odd she could afford such technology. But vampires where notoriously shifty characters so her meager dwelling could have been some elaborate rouse, like the one she tried to perpetrate with Bell.

He got the feeling that these ladies were after more than just a good time and it wouldn't have been the first time he allowed his dick to get him into trouble. Not so much that his fists couldn't get him out of, but still an inconvenience none the less. This was starting to smell a little funny and he felt the hairs on the back of his arms stand on end. His jaws clenched. Palms itched.

"I can smell that you know," she said as she turned to face him, a cool smile on her face as she moved to lean casually on the wall of her abandoned building. "I promise no harm will come of you with your affiliation with us. A hot meal, shower, and a warm bed to sleep in. Those I can promise."

"Want me comfortable before you feed bloodsucker."

"If it was your blood I wanted I would have had it already," she said and before Don could blink he was against the wall. Her lips on his neck. One arm pent behind him, the other above his head, both locked him her vice like grip. She could have hurt him, Don knew that for sure. Whether he would feel it or not was something different, but still she was stronger than him. And faster. "And trust me Don Hugh I would care little of your comfort in the process," she whispered, then ran her tongue slowly along the thumping vein in his neck. "There is great pleasure in the struggle of such a strong man."
 
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Bell came down the stairs in a daydream until she heard Lam slam Don to the door. She loped over to them and placed her hand on the vampires shoulder.
"Lammy!" She whined. "Don't break the toy before we can play with it." She gave Don a wink and nuzzled Lam's shoulder. "I know it was just last night, but... you know how much stamina I have." She did her best to push her blush down and keep up the ruse but it was REEEEAAALLY difficult, considering the situation. She lightly pried her arm from Don's throat and looked at the watch.
"I'm happy to see you wearing this though." She said with a smile. "I had worried you might not like it."
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Dawson tipped his hat at Jack's brother and jumped into the sewer, nearly gagging as he took in a breath.
"Oh this is worse." He said trying not to vomit. "Oh this is way worse." He held his stomach in check while he let his nose deal with the scent.
 
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“Who said government work was glamorous” Jackie said shaking his head and holding his finger to his nose “I think I have some thing that will help” He murmured pulling out a card from his deck and sliding it in the air suddenly whooshed and cleared forming a bubble around them.

“This will help us” He said softly looking over at Dawson “Though Quinn will have to stay outside of the bubble to track our friend he should be closer to the main city” He murmured before looking over at Quinn lead the way.

…….

“Whatever you got it’s going to have to wait” Edward murmured glancing at his phone “I just got a message from Jackie the message is a little broken but it sounds like their tracking a lead in the sewers some thing about the mad man’s lab they might need help” He said activating their tracking signals and swearing.

“Damn sewer” Edward grumbled going into the SUV “I’ll meet you at Hell’s Kitchen hopefully we’ll be able to track them there”
 
"Are you guys serious?" Quinn asked as he watched Jack summon a bubble around himself and Dawson. "You guys ride my ass about complaing about the burning ogre ass up there, but when we get down here you need a bubble? You two are complete pussies, it smells fine down here." Quinn said running forward on all fours sniffing around. He ran to the end of the tunnel and pointed to the left hand path. "I smell sciencey type stuff this way. It's hard to tell which way exactly it is, but I think I can get is there." Quinn said walking down the left tunnel sniffing intently.
 
"Dear god thank you." Dawson said as he took a deep breath of the clean air and then moved forward to trail behind Quinn. Under his breath he said,"That's it. I'm just calling him DP from now on."
As they made their way through the tunnel, Dawson couldn't help himself.
"So... Your brother is an interesting fellow."
 
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