[P]ray That We May Quell The Dark

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  • "It is written in the book of old, that should the king of the creatures be released he and his minions will rise to claim the earth as their own. Only to be stopped by a force of humans and supernaturals alike united by a bond stronger than that of anything. The blood of the coven is much thicker than the water of the womb, and this unlikely bunch will be come to be known as the heroes of the world many times over. "

    He rises.


    Stiles Stilinski and Scott McCall moved through the forest talking loudly to each other. They were heading towards the Hale house where the rest of the pack would be.


    The pack consisted of what was left of the Hale family, Erica, Boyd, Isaac, Jackson, Liam, Malia, and Scott. The others, who were considered pack despite not actually being weres of any kind were Stiles, Kira, Lydia, Allison, John, Deaton, and Chris. Chris wasn't around as much seeing as he was still a hunter and he had a lot to do as a grown man, whereas Melissa and John were kept down with work. John was the sheriff of the town so he didn't have much time, and Melissa was a nurse so she was usually busy at the hospital.


    The two highschoolers reached the house soon enough, heading inside. They went straight to the "meeting room," and were greeted by (almost) the entire pack. Stiles opted to stay standing while Scott sat down with Isaac, Allison, and Kira.


    Thalia waited for everyone to settle once more before she began to speak.
    "As you all know, Deaton has been contacted by our demigod friends about an influx of monsters on their end. We checked around with the help of Chris and have found that there has been a definite supernatural increase all over. The question is, why? So, Deaton and I did some reading and we found an old legend about a... Monster of sorts, that created many if not all the supernatural creatures that exist now aside from the gods. He's only called the King of the Beasts or in some case Creatures, and he's said to be extremely dangerous. Should he rise, it was said that only a group with a bond closer than that of blood could stop him. Deaton is under the impression that we, alongside the demigods, are that group. So, seeing as the nemeton is busy at work attracting all the monsters it can... The demigods are heading out this way en mass and killing what they can on their way here. The Romans are keeping control, so we get mostly the Greeks. We are all accommodating them the best we can, is that clear?" She explained, ending with a question that was definitely more a command.


    Admetus and Pouncival were moving along with Stiles as the demigod rambled excitedly about meeting the Hale pack.


    "These guys are huge in werewolf land. They're almost like gods! They're the longest standing pack of werewolves that still has a pureblood line. They take in members that have been given the bite, sure, but the family members are still head honchos. God- meeting them is gonna be so cool! I'm not ready- ohhh but I am so ready at the same time!" Stiles laughed, clapping happily.


    The two demons only rolled their eyes in tired amusement at him, continuing onward.



    {Just jump in with your characters hitting town or traveling on their way, if you want we can even give them a good ole run in with something! The bestiary will be updated when i have more energy to keep putting in reference picture -.- }


  • Asher and Caleb were arguing. They'd gotten lost. "I don't understand why you're blaming me. I haven't done anything." Caleb said looking at Asher.
    "You told me to be quiet and do as you told me. You told me to follow you. So I did." He said. Asher had forgotten that Caleb was like Castiel.
    "Oh my gods. You were supposed to help just not do anything stupid!" Asher said.
    "You should have been more specific."
    "Shut up and help me figure oh where we are." Asher said.

  • "I could help you with that if you want. Seeing as I live here and all." Peter drawled as he came up behind them, amusement in his eyes.
    "If you two are the demigod help we're definitely doomed." He sighed, rolling his eyes at them.

  • Peter snorted and moved forward again at a leisurely gait. He then proceeded to go to the right rather than forward towards where Asher and Caleb had been going. He didn't talk to either demigod as he walked, simply continued on.

  • Caleb suddenly ran to Stiles. Well the Stiles he knew and tackled him in a hug. "Asher was being so mean to me the whole time stiles." Caleb said quietly. Asher just stayed quiet. Gods he acted like a little kid and sometimes it annoyed him.

  • Stiles blinked, sighing softly.
    "Oh no, how dare he. Surely you can... I dunno. Handle that?" Stiles asked gently.
    He didn't make a habit of being mean but he did have a tendency to be an -ss sometimes.


    Stiles S. blinked at the sudden appearance, snorting softly.

  • Caleb just Stayed quiet for a minute he was a bit confused "If I had done something he would've been hurt. You told me not to hurt him." He said. Asher looked at Caleb. Just because he was raised by Alistair didn't mean he could hurt him.