Held in reverence by the other bloodlines, they are claimed to be the intellectuals of the Sentinels. They possess non-bias opinions and computer like minds when it comes to confrontations and arguments. For this very reason they make excellent advisors and served as many right hands for infamous and respected leaders throughout history. Content to stay in the back ground, they influence those around them through words and suggestions. But this also comes as a problem to other bloodlines. Seeing them as calculating, many tend to keep a safe distance from their influence. This is why the Owl bloodline keep to themselves and rarely find significant others in other bloodlines. This bloodline often has those gifted in:
Those of the Dragon Bloodline are unique all in their own. Being the only bloodline that has a significant connection with all three aspects of their power; Mind, Body, and Spirit, there are many exceptions for them. There isn’t certain characteristics or faults in their people that follow generations. The Dragons used their difference to an advantage. Their way of thinking allowed them to view different aspects of situations and react accordingly. They make the best commanders and generals, many having spent years in wars. Their quick thinking and out of the norm ideas leading to victory quickly. This bloodline has those gifted in:
Healing Factor (Themselves)
(Unknown) Scale Armor (Rare)
Of all the bloodlines, Tiger would be the one that is more related to their blood name. Though not animalistic in nature, those of this bloodline do have animal tendencies. They have a short temper when pushed and do not hesitate to exact justice as they see fit. They hold family as the highest regard, but there are few, if any, actual marriages in any generation. Due to their connection with the animal of their name they make excellent assassins and infiltrators. They are usually either the first or last line of defense, but put them on a battlefield and they will wreak havoc. They hold a certain skill that only their cousins, the Lions, are able to wield also. The Berzerk trait is hereditary and proven to be lethal, not only to enemies, but also to the holder. Those of this bloodline are gifted in:
Enhanced Animal Sense (Some or All)
Those of the Fox bloodline hold true to their name. Cunning, ambitious and pranksters, they enjoy being the more fun family. A tradition among the graduating trainees is to actually prank the head of the family, and the trainee to succeed is placed in higher ranks. Though they enjoy playing as much as they do anything, when they bring their brilliant minds to the battle is when they really start to play. Behind the Owl family only by a slim margin, the Fox family has always seen the Owl family as competition. But the while the Owl family relies on fact, the Fox family relies on instinct. They make the best tactical advisors and in field tacticians. Though they are a more supporting family in battle, their traps and ambushes are historical and to be feared. Those in this Bloodline are gifted in:
The Stag Bloodline is one of the few that focus their powers mainly with spirit. They might not be the best for hand to hand fighting, but they are excellent spell weavers. They are also the closets bloodline connected to their Tribute God. Because of the connection they are often messengers of the Gods and hold prophecies and many sacred tablets. That being said, they place a lot of weight on their duty. They do not interact or associate with anyone that could change their plans to always serve the Gods to their upmost extent. They not only specialize in Magik but they also are the only bloodline to be able to create spells. But due to the raids much of their process for new spells was lost. Those of this bloodline are gifted in:
The Bear bloodline is another that closer than normal to their associated family name. They hold much of their power in raw strength, many family members able to lift twice their weight. They have very little true Magik, but their skills with hand to hand combat is more than enough. The Bear bloodline is the one of the simpler families. They hold their beliefs sacred, but their social hierarchy is very loose. Carefree and very friendly, they take many strays in and help as much as they can. Much like their animal namesake, they hold many of their traits. Protectiveness runs deep and influences their families, many of the men being known to be insanely jealous over their wives and lovers, not to mention overbearing to daughters. But the family is tight knit and do everything they can to protect the other families as well. They don’t seek a feud with any, but the enemy. Those of this bloodline are gifted in:
Otter is the only family that their animal associates with a water base. Thus their main focus is the mind and spirit. Those of this family have a very peaceful core. They are the calmer family of the sentinels when they need it, but just like their animal association, they tend to flip sides of troublemaker and peacekeeper. Much like the Fox family, they are very mischievous and great thinkers. However, their power lies mostly in their nimble bodies and ability to think on the fly. They are great for diversions and ambushes. Viewed as one of the weaker families they weren’t a big target, keeping many of their history. Those of this bloodline are gifted in:
The Lion Bloodline is another that a close relationship with their namesake. They have intense courage and pride, often times they are hard headed as well. The Lion bloodline produces amazing leaders and fighters, their strength and insight are renown among the families. But unlike the Tiger Bloodline, they possess a skill that no other could: animal morphing. They don’t have the Berzerk ability, but make up for the rare genetic ability that run through very few families. They are best on the battlefield, most commonly on the front line. Their strength and morphing allow them not only intense power, but their enemy is more likely to run scared than continue fighting. Due to the raids they lose much of their family knowledge, being one of the stronger families though they managed to keep most of their power. Those of this bloodline are gifted in:
The more graceful of the families, don’t let the name fool you. The Swan bloodline has more power with their mind than any other bloodline. They hold most of their power with their healing abilities. The Swan family is used during intense battle as field medics and defense. Though they are the softer of the bloodlines, their backbone and faith is what kept the Sentinels going during so many fights. The Swans are known for their closeness as a family and resistance against those that threaten their loved ones. They are not to be viewed as weak though, it is said that if you anger a Swan their psychic backlash could flatten a mountain. Those of this bloodline are gifted in:
Psychic Attacks and Shields
The Elephant bloodline is the calmest of the families. Keeping their tempers in check and thinking through every action has earned them the names of best leaders. Though, unlike the Owls, the Elephants are able to make and keep connections to those around them. Intensely family oriented, they place their children above everything else. Those of the Elephant bloodline is known for their control and wisdom, due to this very few have seen their anger. Though they do not have the Berzerk trait, their anger causes them to go into rolling black outs and cause massive destruction for hours not caring who got in the way, they call it Stampede. For this very reason they prefer to keep themselves out of battles, for fear that they would hurt their own friends in the Stampede as well. Those of this bloodline are gifted in:
Foresight ( 10 seconds)
The Wolf Bloodline is one of family and power. They keep tight to the hierarchy of the family and have strict rules in place for every member of the family. They are placed in the main battle and some for espionage, it all places to the advantages of that member. They are very adaptable and very reliable for high stake fights and missions. They usually operate in four man teams, the stronger members may have two at the least, but they always have someone with them. They were one of the main families attacked during the raids and that left a mark on their family. Their Vanguards were confident and that is what caused them to lose a lot of supporting families and knowledge. To this day they only know their history by hearsay and their magic is limited. This also caused them to drift from the other families and they became solemn, only participating when needed. Those of this bloodline are gifted in:
Spirit Walking (Unknown)
Familiar Summoning (Unknown)
Enhanced Sight and Hearing
Despite their Bloodline name they are very kind hearted and steadfast in their fight. Those of the Snake Bloodline is very close to the Fox Bloodline, many have intermarried and they can be usually seen on the same missions. But it had been their close relationship that caused the family the most heartache. Due to a traitor in the Fox Bloodline, the raids slaughtered the main family. Though they do not follow a hierarchy, their main family was very well loved. Since then the Snake family has distanced from all Bloodlines, not allowing any aid or giving any. The Snake Family didn’t lose much knowledge, but they lost the only bloodline that could summon their Familiar. Those of this Bloodline are gifted in:
(Lost) Familiar Summoning
Those of the Horse Bloodline are nomadic people. But should they be needed they will travel through mountains and oceans to your aid. Good spirited and light hearted, those of the Horse family are strong and will always help others. They have no quarrels with any of the families, instead they tend to stay very close to everyone, reminding them all that they, as a whole, are a family. Though their trademark is a white horse, their ultimate weapon is the opposite. Those of the Mustang family line are the proclaimed leaders of the Horse Bloodline. They lead and protect the weakest of the herd and stand with others, their shield and sword. Their ultimate weapon is the summoning of the Black Horse. A familiar of their patron God , the Black Horse is only summoned during the most desperate of times, because only death will follow his awakening. Those of this bloodline are gifted in:
In ancient Babylon, after the time when the underworld gods had created the Maliki, creatures meant to serve those of evil intent, the gods chose priests and their families to carry out the deeds that they offered. These priests were told to come together, the gathered in the sacred middle ground, where no one was to do harm, and the gods spoke to them. They told them that their families are to watch over these objects, and in doing so, they would be gifted with advanced abilities, only known to gods and would deserve the title Sentinels, protecting all of mankind. The priests accepted and the gods gave them their powers. There is 13 Sacred Bloodlines, due to the 13 priests that took the offer: Owl, Dragon, Otter, Tiger, Fox, Stag, Lion, Snake, Horse, Elephant, Monkey, Bull, and Swan. The bloodlines for which are most connected to each god in their religion. The gods gave the head families, that they choose, the 3 trinkets: Owl the Amulet, Fox the Key and Lion the Dagger. The other families understood that they are there to protect the head families and the trinkets. The families then split, raising their children in their ways and training them to protect the head families and their item.
They had thought that being separated would help them protect their secret better. But the demons of the Maliki were slipping past the door, possessing humans and creating cults. During this time, the families stayed low but were standing stones of their country, all of them holding vast amounts of land and money. The cults found one of the villas of the Stag, completely annihilating that branch of the family. The survivors weren't of the adults, but of the children, hidden away by the servants, under the idea by the head of household, Darius. The main branch of the Deer held a pyre in honor of their lost family and made the servants part of them, not as blood but as protectors: Vanguards, who were tattooed for their allegiance to the bloodline. From there, all of the families accepted Vanguards, only of those they knew could be trusted. The Vanguards took it upon themselves not to just protect their Sentinels, but also their history, and to train them in their techniques and abilities.
As time went on, the families became lax, as some of the cultures died, the families lived on, moving with the powers of the world and staying strong, but so did the cults of the Maliki. The Sentinels didn't think that many of the demons had slipped through the door, but as time went on, the cracks became bigger in the door and the stronger deamons slipped out. It was during this time, around 400 BC, during the rise of the Roman Empire that the Sentinels were at their weakest. They had felt that they didn't need to be on their toes as much, despite their Vanguards warning. The smaller families had also moved closer to the main families, giving them more protection as well as for the rest of them. It was at that time, in middle of the night, the Egyptian descendants (now living in Greece), the queen of the Owl had a premonition, of the demons attacking the bloodlines. But no matter the course they would take, all they knew would be destroyed.
The Vanguards started to send out all the records they had to a single archive for each of the bloodline, hidden in an underground vault or temple. They prepared for attack. But when the deamons came, they weren't prepared for the amount, their villas were over taken in hours, the Vanguards having to hide and run with their children charges, barley escaping as the Sentinels fought to allow them time. So many of the bloodlines had only a handful of children, threatening to break the balance of their world. But they remained hopeful. dThe Vanguards would meet at one of their hidden gatherings at the break of day. They set a spell to hide the children and their powers, also preventing them from getting their powers if they don't have them already. From there, the Vanguards raised them, taught them and as they matured their powers would awaken. But kept them hidden also. As time passed, the families spread out, some staying in Europe other moving to America to hopefully spread the deamons thin so they can't attack in numbers like they did before.
As time wore on, the children of the murdered families continued the bloodlines. Their children growing up in a time that magic and deamons didn’t exist. As their faith in the gods waned, so did their power. Very few of the bloodline went on to do the task assigned to them, but they were highly trained, intuitive, and all but gods themselves. Those that didn’t fulfill the task were allowed to continue in normal lives, but always kept close. The Vanguards stayed true to their charges and continued their service to the Gods and the Sentinels.
Now, hundreds of years after the fateful events that drove their families, the Sentinels are needed more than ever. Their faith will be very thing that either breaks or makes them.
Jeremiah loved the feel of the engine between his thighs. So many of his pack mates and co-workers tried to get him to stop riding, but no one understood why he continued. Because it was freedom and allowed him to think freely. He could think clearly and it gave him the ability to make rash decisions with a clear conscious.
Like his decision to pursue Angela.
Last night had shaken him. He had every intention of simply giving Angela the check with the amount he thought reasonable for the damages he caused during his fighting. But instead, with the smallest touch of her skin, his life had changed.
His mate. He still couldn’t believe that the Amazon warrior was meant to be his. He had frequented the bar for the past three months because she was entrancing. She was beauty and steel wrapped together in such a decadent package. Yesterday night had meant to be the last time he went to see her. Now it was all down the drain.
The past 60 years have been the hardest out of the 178 he’s had on this earth. Loneliness seemed to become a part of him, always without the most important thing a wolf needed. A connection, a reason to keep living. He thought that if he held out a little while longer, someone would save him. And he had been right. Just not who he thought.
A smile crossed over his face, hidden by the black full face helmet he wore. The turn for the long road that lead to the pack land was marked by a sign that read ‘Dawnguard Security’. Taking the turn dangerous fast and leaning almost so that his left knee touching the asphalt, Jeremiah raced down the road with a roar.
Angela was honestly the last thing he expected from the gods. Her backbone and independence would be the toughest thing to cope with. Amazons in general are hard to cope with. But Jeremiah saw it as a challenge. Though she was an Amazon, Jeremiah knew he would be happy with her. She took care of the bartenders like her own, as well as Ben and Jacques. She had a heart, was able to fight and defend, if she had to. He didn’t know much about her personality, but he liked the slight sass she has shown him every now and then.
But tonight had opened a whole new box of worms.
As he pulled his bike into one of the parking spots assigned to him in the huge garage that housed all the vehicles for the higher ranking members of the pack, his thoughts raced with new information about his mate.
As if she couldn’t be just a regular Amazon, no. She had to be the Amazon Princess that had been banished due to something out of her control. He refused to believe that her family had turned their backs on her simply because she hadn’t held her own against nine men.
Jeremiah shook his head. And felt a growl in his chest. The fact that someone had actually hurt his mate in such a way enraged him. And it had hurt her, it still did. He could tell as she sipped her whiskey and gazed at the rings with longing. He didn’t need his nose to tell him regret and anger drove her those last few minutes in her office.
Shutting off the engine and hanging his helmet from the handle bars, he pocketed his keys before leaving his baby. Entering the main house, which also fronted as the office for their security company, Jeremiah unzipped his leather jacket and sighed.
“Early night for you, Jer. Did the Amazon kick you out again?”
Jeremiah smiled as he rounded the corner of the hallway leading from the garage to the foyer and front desk. Behind the granite counter sat Paige, the soft brown haired female grinning at him.
“Not exactly, but tonight was definitely something.” Jeremiah stopped in front of the high counter and looked down at her. “Has anything eventful here? I heard yesterday that Trey had some problems with the surveillance.”
“Yes, I heard about that too.” She frowned as she crossed her arms over her chest. “He’s become more a prick now that he’s head of security. He won’t even talk to me now. So I can’t tell you anything new.”
Jeremiah huffed out a breath as he realized that he would have to get some sense into the young wolf. Trey had just hit puberty as far as wolves went in the were community. Just turned 20, Trey was breaking through as an eligible bachelor and it was going to his head. Plus, David; their alpha, had just promoted him to due to his continued classes in encryption and computer protection. But none of it was any reason to ignore the only friend he’s had in the pack.
“I’ll talk to him, Paige.” Jeremiah promised, able to tell by the hardness in her eyes that she had tried and Trey had hurt her. “Can you tell me anything that had happened the past two days? I would rather not give David the chance to blindside me this time.”
Being the Second in the pack it was Jeremiah’s job to know everything that was going on, even before David. However due to the events surrounding The Amethyst and Angela, Jeremiah hadn’t even been able to come home. He had been forced to take cat naps at the office on the cots. And David will rim his ass if he learns that Jeremiah hadn’t kept up with the pack.
“Not besides the security footage that Trey caught.” Paige began to inform him, leaning forward and setting her elbows on the counter. “I don’t know anything other than that. Oh, and James returned from the further south, he filed his report a couple hours ago.” Paige began to dig through the small stack at the corner of her desk. “Nothing big, small little fights that’s it. But still might want to take a look.”
She handed him the folder that wasn’t thick, just a few pieces of paper with his report on it. Taking it from Paige, Jeremiah opened it and skimmed through it before looking back at her and asked if there was anything else.
“Nope, that is all the happened business wise.” She leaned back and sighed. “Sasha and Heather were going at it again. This time fighting over their fuck buddy.” She shook her head, “I swear the older they get the more childish they become.”
Sasha and Heather were notorious around the city. They often were spotted at outrageous clubs and parties, leaving with their choice of the night and enjoyed them together. Sometimes the same man, or woman if they chose. If they decided to keep someone around they would have a few weeks of peace before they became hostile towards each other and began to fight over the man or woman.
Though they were at their sexual prime and wolves were renown for being the more risqué of the supernatural species, it gave them no right to act like spoiled children with a toy.
“Did Emila take care of them?” Jeremiah inquired as he wondered about the female that was head of the compound security. Trey was head of survallince, Emila took care of on the ground security and was a step over Trey, but right under Jeremiah. She would often step in when he couldn’t and handle the females that got more out of hand.
“Oh yes,” Paige laughed, her sharp canines glinting. “It was quite a show for everyone. She actually had to drag Sasha by her hair to her room so she would leave Heather alone.”
Jeremiah almost smiled, he was just glad that he didn’t have to deal with them. He’s had enough of temperamental females for the night.
“So back to my question.” Paige said, one eyebrow rising in question. “What happened with the Amazon?”
“It’s not my place to say.” Jeremiah finally said, standing straight from the counter and held up the folder in thanks, nodded to Paige and said good night.
Going to the left of the desk, he took the fastest route to the security room, knowing that Trey would be awake. The computer geek rarely got to bed before 3am most nights. And if Jeremiah knew anything about the youngin' it was that he liked his schedule way too much to change. Taking a right down the small hallway Jeremiah reached the security room and punched in the code into the door handle.
When the click alerted him that the door was unlocked Jeremiah stepped in to the large room filled wall to wall with computer screens and processors. It was unbelievable what the tech wizard had done with the limited funds he was given. He had changed the entire compound into a well heavily secured fortress. Every corner, crevice and alcove was fitted with a camera. And there was one placed every ten fit on the forest that sounded their homes. Even the ones that been built in the forest, Jeremiah’s for example, that wanted privacy hadn’t escaped Trey’s demands.
The wolf in question currently spun around to face Jeremiah as he took a sip from the pint sized coffee cup. Trey’s green eyes sparked in interest as he quickly brought the cup down and tilted his head at Jeremiah, much like the pup he was.
“You smell weird.” Trey’s nose visibly twitched as he sat up straighter. “Is that liquor? I hope you’re not driving that death machine while intoxicated.”
“I wasn’t the one drinking it,” Jeremiah told Trey as he approached the desk in front of the computer screens, looking around at the dozens of screen displaying the compound. “So I heard you were having some problems?”
Trey made a low surprised hum as he took one more drink from the coffee and set it down, looking up at Jeremiah was surprise. “So that’s what you were talking to Paige about.”
If Jeremiah was correct he heard a slight rasp of jealousy on the name of the female wolf. That intrigued him as much as the fact that Trey had been watching them.
“I don’t appreciate the fact that you were spying on me, Trey.” Jeremiah issued the warning softly. Trey may be young, but he took instructions very well. And he knew not to follow Jeremiah.
“Not you, Sir.” Trey informed Jeremiah. “I don’t like Paige being alone up front after dark. Just so happened that you visited her while I was watching, nothing else.” He spoke to Jeremiah was a confidence that never ceased to amaze him. Trey knew his position and didn’t care what others thought about his need to protect his pack mates.
Jeremiah’s canines flashed with a grin. Trey was already filled out with the body of a Were and his confidence was only growing. Jeremiah knew that he would have to watch his back the next decade or so, otherwise he would being his position over to the young blood.
Trey’s fingers flew over the keys as he seemed to be searching for what he had to show Jeremiah. When he finally found it, more like dug it up Jeremiah realized, he pulled it on the computer screen in front of them and not one of the security feeds.
A video feed of the west side fence pulled up, starting the recording at 2:21 am. As Jeremiah watched there was a blur of black that approached the fence stood about two feet from it, moved to two other place along the fence, then was gone. As Jeremiah looked down at the clock it showed that the time hadn’t changed. The damned thing had moved faster than anything he’s ever seen.
“Holy shit, slow it down and go back.” Jeremiah demanded Trey, leaning closer as if that would give him better look at the strange thing that had showed up.
“It’s not going to help Jeremiah.” Trey told him as pointed at the small little display screen at the bottom. “It’s about as slow as it’s going to get.”
Jeremiah blinked at the display that showed him that the feed had been slowed down to 1/16 of a second. His brows furrowed in concern as he looked at the screen again. This thing had moved faster than even a Were could follow, probably faster than anything could follow. That was not allowed.
“I want you find as much data as you can on species that move that fast. Even subspecies.” Jeremiah said as he stood straight and rested his hands on his hips, his mind trying to think of anything that could explain the creature.
“Already a head of you, Sir.” Trey said as he pulled up a chart. It had all the major supernatural species and quite a few not so well known species. “There wasn’t any confirmed that could match that speed. The only ones who have a chance are Shifters or Weres of the Cheetah branch, even then it would be pushing the limits of their abilities. Next would be the demons, but we are out of the area for any to suddenly appear. The nearest Demon hold is all the way in New Mexico.”
“So there’s nothing?” Jeremiah asked, not believing that ‘nothing’ had just snooped closer to their property than anything else ever dared.
“Not exactly.” Trey said as his fingers began to peak at the keys again. “I did a little more in depth look at a subspecies of Witches and Warlocks and came up with something very strange.” He did a few more clicks before a picture of a dark skinned, red eyed, creature pulled up. “Loki.”
“What the living fuck is that?” Jeremiah asked as he looked over the picture of the Loki. He blinked before looking down at Trey and spoke as something clicking in his mind. “You said subspecies?”
“Yes, of Witches and Warlocks. They aren’t born, more like summoned or created.” Trey said as he leaned back into the chair. “Apparently they are very rare. They can only be created by a very powerful Witch and Warlock. And strangely enough, it requires both of the sexes to create it. It’s believed that they can only be created when the two sexes have a common enemy, since they relatively hate each other. But they are the nightmares of the supernatural world.”
Jeremiah felt his stomach drop as he listen to Trey. If this Loki was really what had been at their fence line then he was in big trouble. “What can they do?”
“Well, they are created from humans, so they have a humanoid form. But that’s where the similarities stop. There isn’t any definite information, they are ghosts. No one has ever managed to catch one or train one, only their masters are able to. They have been known to slip into places during the night and terrorize their target. They are a scare tactic as well as assassins. Once their target begins to go crazy from lack of sleep and terror they finish it off with a gruesome death that is often ruled as suicide.” Trey cleared his throat, “That’s the nice part.”
“Nice?” Jeremiah growled the shocked question. If that was a Loki on a nice day then he didn’t want to know their bad days.
“That’s when their masters have a clear target in mind and don’t want the blame to be laid on them for murder. There have been a few testimonials that claim something very different.” Trey took another sip of his coffee, which was cold by now. He was trying to control his fear, but Jeremiah could feel it coming from him in minute intervals. “Those claim that they had been kidnapped, kept as pets and sexual servants. Some describe being tortured and raped until they gave them certain information. They have proof of scars all along their bodies, claws and bit marks. Even brands. Many had to be admitted once they were rescued.”
“Shit.” Jeremiah exclaimed as he looked down at the floor, images of his pack mates being tortured in such a way made his want to rip his mind apart. “This is what I need you to do, Trey.”
Trey looked at Jeremiah with serious green eyes that left no question whether he would follow his instructions.
“Find any all information on these things. Weakness, usual behavior and where they might hide when not hunting. Then I want you to go through all the emails and contacts we’ve made over the past six months to see if we had pissed anyone off. Then I want you to call everyone out on assignments and tell them to be home within 12 hours.”
“What are you going to do Jeremiah?” Trey asked, his fingers already back to the keys as he began to search through the web on one screen then began to send priority emails to those that were outside of the compound.
“We are going to go into lock down.” Jeremiah said as he watched Trey then placed his hands on his shoulder and patted him. “Seems like you are finally going to get a taste of some action.”
Jeremiah left the security office and headed to the back entrance, knowing he was going to need David’s approval before he set the compound on First Alert. But as he headed towards the small house that the Alpha had chosen as his own, Jeremiah couldn’t shake the feeling that he was missing something.
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