Patrol (private)

It was another summer day, the sun was shinning and the birds where chirping. Rose was dressed in her blue denim dress, her military surcoat on over her dress. The surcoat had a tree on the back with the word Storybrooke above the tree and below the tree was the words Watchman. She had her boots on her feet that held a hidden dagger she always carried on patrols. Her hair was in a ponytail with a few stands in her face. She wad heading back to the guardhouse when she heard Rylee's voice in her head. They where both in the same pack so they had a connection with each other.

'Something evil is at the daycare! They are trying to eat the flesh of the kids! Blood is everywhere!'

Rose stopped dead in her tracks after hearing that. HER twins where at the daycare....HER babies! Her baby blue eyes swirled with golden brown as her inner wolf became rather mad. She turned to the left and took off to the daycare trying not to shift just yet.

By the time she reached the daycare, her eyes where fully golden brown and glowing slightly as she smelled and saw the blood. She clenched her fists as her body shook. She growled before pulling up her dress and out the dagger. She saw a male holding down a boy that looked like the age of of four. She charged at him her dagger in her hand but took him down which sent rolling in the ground before she got up and looked at him. She growled low before lunging forward and slicing his neck deep...sending her into a blood lust state..luckily this would help her calm down. She heard a small shirk making her spin around at top speed and saw one near a group of 1 year olds feasting on a child next to them and took off in the direction. She held the dagger above her head and plunged into his neck with such force it would have died on impact. She looked around seeing the blood shed and the mess as her eyes swirled with baby blue again as she made sure nothing else was around....the stench of vampires and demons where crawling all over the area...she could not even catch her own children's scents.

OOC: The wolves that are in the same pack have a telepathic connection where they can hear the others thoughts and things like that because in wolf form, the can not obviously move there lips like in human form. Here is a clip to help you if your still confused.- It is take from Twilight Breaking Dawn Part 1. It's the best I could find that showed exactly what I was thinking.

Spoiler:

Boring.

That was the first word that came to mind as Marius's eyes wandered over the slowly milling occupants of Storybrooke. The following words after that were, "dull", "predictable", and "listless". If it weren't for his predisposition, he'd have left this place in the dust, leaving behind him a trail of blood, the mangled corpses adding an ironic life to an otherwise bromidic town.

But, that was the kicker, wasn't it? He was going through all this trouble for a nephilim and a human, his property, his blood-bag.

His.

So, he waited, eyes moving over each person that came into view as he created a list. Each person was quickly moved into one category or another, "Interesting" or "Not," an old habit of his when determining if there was someone worth his time to meet. Worth his time to take. Worth his time to maim. Marius wasn't a helter-skelter killer; Far from it, in fact. He had a system, a method. Should you fall under his definition of interesting...

...May God have mercy on your soul.

During his lazy perusal, something bright caught his eye, the sun's light hitting it in such a way that it was nearly blinding for a moment as it bobbed in and out of view. Uninteresting at first, Marius's eyes remained flat while taking in her appearance. It wasn't as if she wasn't pretty enough, her blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes appealing and attractive for some...But not him. He had his type, or rather, had his type. Samyaza currently had his type on lock down, which was the entire reason he was out strolling in such a free manner, no hurry, no motivation.

Just as he had fairly dismissed Rose completely, her meandering less-than-appealing to his current state, he stopped, red eyes flashing a moment as he saw a change in her, felt the tension surrounding her from his place.

Potential.

Her body becoming rigid as some sort of knowledge reached her, causing her entire demeanor to change. Not needing to rush after her, he deviated from her exact path, choosing to take a different route in the same direction. Whatever it was, she'd known about it before he had, which added to the potential he saw in her. The smell of blood reached him long before his eyes fell on the daycare, a small smile pulling at his lips as he inhaled the fresh, young scent. Potent fear gripped him, along with the screams of the tormented, the pain wrapping around the daycare almost tangible to the touch.

From his perch upon a boulder, lurking in the shadow of a grouping of trees, he caught bits and pieces of what was happening inside the daycare. Though the shrieks drowned out the majority of it, he painted a picture for himself, seeing what Rose was able to accomplish, the glimpses of her through the windows of the small building enough to complete the picture. A lycan was something he'd never actually gone after, merely because he'd always seen them as far below his station, the lot of them. Yet the way she handled the other vampires, however they'd managed to bungle a simple job, it reaffirmed his earlier conclusion: Potential.

My dear...I can't wait...to make your acquaintance...Breaking you will definitely be the highlight of my week.

Moving further into the woods, he watched, patiently waiting for her slowly relaxing form to leave the daycare. Silently, he hoped she'd not take too long, as his patience only stretched so far.

Rose's breathing returned to normal as her eyes where no longer glowing and her inner wolf calmed down before she he helped Rylee get the kiddoes calmed down and fed lunch, and got them all down and sleep for their afternoon nap. After they where asleep Rose took a detailed log of what happened. She put the parchment in her bag after making sure the ink was dried and folded it up. She looked at the daycare once more before leaving the building. She stood before the dead bodies of the ones she killed and sighed brushing her blonde hair out of her face. She wrinkled her nose at the awful scent....they smelled even worse dead then alive. She began to depose of them properly which meant burning the bodies...away from the daycare. Though first she had to put them all together. So one by one she pulled the bodies away from the school building into the allyway near the forest,and with the others before she took out some gunpowder putting it on the clothing of one of the three bodies. She then proceed putting her open palm over the gunpowder and closed her eyes. She cleared her mind of everything and concentrated on the gunpowder sparking into fire, just like she was taught back in her old land. She heard the soft sound of popping followed by more before she felt warmth. Upon opening her baby blue eyes she saw the small fire as the rest of the gunpowder ignited and the small fire began. She moved back a little watching the fire slowly grow...ohh lord what a day.