Choices and Interruptions 2

Luna stood there before Boris, her hand still raised in the motion of going to knock on the door. And seeing as the doors were just thrown open in her face. She would go and proceed to knock on Boris' shirtless chest. As if it were the door itself.

This caused Boris to stare at her as confusion took over any of the feelings he currently had. "Did you just knock on my chest as if it were the door?" He would ask staring at the girl before him. It wasn't often that something odd like that happened in high stress situations. Yet here he was, in a odd situation.

"Luna did use your chest as the door, because you almost hit Luna with the door. Which isn't a very nice thing to do to someone. If you know they are at the door. It is just like Luna kicking a poor man in the nuts. Poor taste and just rude." She would say to him, basically barraging him with her tirade.

This girl was just plain weird. And the girl was slowing down his escape. Letting out a annoyed sigh he lunged forward at the girl, lifting her up over his shoulders and booking it.

Those who remained in the training room, stood there in a mix of shock. And steadily rising anger, as several began to make their way out. To go after Boris.

"Everyone stop!" Julius would yell furiously. Gaining the attention of everyone. The anger that he felt, was beginning to literally beginning to pool around him, as he moved his gaze over each and everyone of the vampires that were there. "Do not go out there all willy-nilly with the sun thirty minutes from rising."

"Do you expect us to just stand here and let this happen?" Julian would protest to his father. Who turned to him with a gaze of fury.

"No, but I expect people to wait for me to say what it is I am about to say. Before everyone hauls ass to a crispy death." Julius would spat out. Feeling his fangs begin to elongate.

"Then what are we going to do then Julius?" Angelica would speak in a eerily soft tone. As she radiated her own aura of anger. Having just watched her own daughter get taken. By something she couldn't even describe what it was. But her anger of what had just happened, somehow began to make itself known to the others. As they quickly filed back in and take their spots around them.

"Julian, Myst, Maurice. You three are going to be going after that bastard, and getting Aurella back. And by the love of the gods. Kill that bastard while you are at it." Julius would growl. "And you three better not fail."

Myst would nod slowly as she looked down to her hand which. Only moments ago was holding Aurella's. How could she have not held onto her tight enough..? She could have sworn she was squeezing down pretty tight on the poor girls hand. Looking at her hand, she felt guilty. For allowing her to be taken.

"Come on guys let's go get Aurella back." Julian would growl beginning to make his way out of the training room. Leaving Maurice and Myst where they were. There was no time to waste waiting for them to follow behind. Or for them to catch up.

His sisters life was on the line. And with only moments until the sun rose. He had to find her quickly.

Myst would take a deep breath before looking to Julius. "Is this really a good idea..?" She would ask the elder before her. "I mean sending me. The main reason for this entire mess in the first place.."

"Myst. It isn't your fault that Boris did all of this. He obviously had a larger reason behind it all. And that obvious reason. Is what is going to lead to him and any other Morgan that crosses our path, getting cut down. So do not blame yourself for what selfish men do." Julius would say placing a hand on her shoulder. "When you were brought into our home, you were a little girl. That everyone got to see grow into a fine woman. One that deserves the best this cruel world has to offer. The reason I'm sending you and Maurice. Is because Julian can be far too headstrong at times. And I trust you two with keeping him out of too much trouble, and helping him do what he needs to do."

With those words being said. Myst felt what seemed like a weight. Lift off of her shoulders. Just a few simple words was enough to lift the guilt that she felt. Just that, made her no longer doubt what she had allowed to happen. She had the chance to make up for it.

Maurice would look up to Julius a curious look in her eyes. "Why are you sending the three of us and not any of your elites?" She would ask tilting her head to the side. "Wouldn't it make more sense sending more experienced fighters? For someone like Boris."

"Mainly due to the fact the elites are dealing with mortals. Who are proving to be more and more dangerous as the years go by." Julius would admit staring the two down. "You better hurry up before you can't catch up to Julian."

Nodding slowly Myst would begin to run after Julian, with Maurice following close behind.

"We should probably get our gear." Maurice would speak up as she ran behind Myst.

Myst would nod in agreement as she ran into the foyer where they saw Julian. Standing there strapping weapons to his belt.

"Julian don't rush ahead without us!" Myst would yell out to him. "We will get our gear and be back in two minutes!"

"You better hurry up. The sun will be rising soon!" Julian would yell in response. Standing there with his arms crossed.