Here There be Werewolves [Job w/ Aliannah]

The word of attacks had crept through vines until the tickle of the words had found themselves entering the ears of a blonde haired girl as she sat outside the Trading Company. She could hear people several feet away talking to each other unaware that others would be listening in on their conversation. At first, Aliannah hadn't thought too much about it has her hand gently glided over the fur of the small animal who had managed their way into her lap and under her hand. The copper fur of the small stoat was like silk under her fingers and they brushed across the fibers. Upon hearing the short and shocking news of the attacks the teenage female closed her eyes and pushed her magic to help focus her hearing so that she would be able to gather more information about the situation.

However, as the news continued to spill from the stranger's lips like oil, slick and demanding for attention, the girl's hand slowly stopped moving across the back of the stoat. Werewolves had attacked a village in the Cursed Lands. It wasn't like Aliannah had ever been there herself, not that knew of, but she was sure that Alyia--Her resident angel--had. But to hear the news of an attack occurring and tearing apart a village, shattering families, and causing a multitude of people to be injured had the girl worried. When would the next strike come?

A small nudge came from under the hand of the female causing for the girl to look down at the small animal she had in her lap. Oya, the copper-coloured stoat, looked back up at her expectantly. With a small smile at the rodent, the girl's gentle hand moved under Oya and lifted her from her lap and onto her shoulder. With the animal no longer in her lap, Aliannah began to get up. Her hands placed on the chilled surface of the stone that she had been sitting on, she pushed herself up and to her feet, letting them make contact with the ground gently and without a sound. With her blonde hair swaying free just below her thighs the girl made her way over to the strangers whom she had been eavesdropping on.

"Excuse me, I don't mean to interrupt your conversation, but I heard you talk about a village and attacks that were going on around it. What exactly happened?"

One of the two people looked over at Aliannah and sighed. "It seems that a small village in the Cursed Lands has been attacked by a pack of werewolves, however, this isn't the only things there have howlings and other things that have started to scare the Villagers. Some of the other villages that surrounded the area have put up missions."

A small frown pulled at the edges of the blonde girl's lips. "Where can I find one of the mission slips?"

The same person didn't answer but gestured to the wall of the next building after the Trading Company's and there on the wall was a slip of paper that had the large words MISSION printed across it. With a nod of Aliannah's head she went over to the wall and tugged the piece of parchment off of it before reading it over, she needed to get rid of the wolves before the next full moon, or well that was what the mission requested of her.

With paper in hand, the girl ran back into the Trading Company building and yelled at the closest guildmate she was going for a mission before running back to the back of the building, up to the top of the roof, and jumping off into the air her wings bursting from her back as she jumped.

The wind caught the feathers of her wings and lifted her into the air as she batted her wings once, then twice. The girl knew that she needed to hurry as that night, that night was the night of the full moon and she didn't know if there was anyone that was there to help the villages.

Her hair whipped behind her as she flew, her wings beating against the wind helping to move her faster and faster as the sun began to set. She didn't really know where she was going, but the warmth on the back of her neck from the small stoat and the voice in the back of her head acting as a compass made her confident that she was going in the right direction.

It didn't take the girl long to get to where she needed to go. But she knew she was there the minute she could sense the distress in the air and the waves on anxiety that lifted off of the buildings that were far below her. She flapped her wings once more, bolting through the air before she managed to catch the site of a single aura that spoke of a mage. Someone else was there. A sigh of relief filled the lungs of the girl as she pushed her body into a diving position.

However, it was then the sun flickered darkly over the horizon and the full moon showed without competition in the sky above. It was even seconds after the sun had disappeared that howls echoed through the air. Their strong melodic sounds dominating the air, rolling through the trees and across the night sky. It seemed like the ink of the dark night got darker as if foretelling the impending doom of the night.

The girl dove from the sky, following the man to the village that was now light in a fire that aimed to consume. Screams melodized with the howls that pierced the air and the blonde girl was nearing quickly. The sense of magic burst through the air. A cold chill went through her veins. Ice magic.

Finally, she was there, she could see a blonde man fending off several wolves from the people of the village that had managed to escape so far. Eyebrows drew together and the girl tugged at the chain around her neck, yanking off the pendant that took residence there. There was a bright glow and in the wake of the crushed amulet was a crystal blue citrine scythe. With a deep breath, the girl closed her wings with a final beat and threw her body between the male and the werewolf that had appeared.

Her body neared the ground and Aliannah tucked her weapon flat against her body allowing her body to roll as it hit the ground and launch herself into a position where she could both attack and defend in a moments notice. Not a word came from the girl's mouth as she spotted the man a little farther away, seeming to have launched himself away from the werewolf to regain footing.

With a sneer, the small girl placed both hands on her weapon and spun it in front of her before placing one hand behind one of the blades and elonging the attack in order to reach the young werewolf. Her blade raked across its chest and the beast flung itself backward but not before the angel was on it, ducking below it, both hands on the scythe and quickly shoving the blade of blue through the chest of the animal.

Knowing the animal would no longer be getting up, the girl turned and looked at the other male on the scene. "Hi, nice to meet you, we don't have much time to talk, but I'm Aliannah."

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After the words had left the girls mouth she couldn't help but take in the appearance of the man behind her. He had blonde, what looked like to be semi-choppy, hair; what seemed to be a lighter shade of what would be called chocolate brown eyes that seemed to sparkle with admiration?; and a lean figure. The girl didn't have long to look at him before a one-liner slipped from his lips. Upon hearing it the girl's brows furrowed and her face turned into something comedic. But there was something about the way that he had said it that made Aliannah more concerned.

However, before the girl could comment on it the man had gotten up and spoke about saving the town and whoever was still alive. A sharp flashback ran through the head of the girl, knowing that what she was seeing at this point in time was not her memories, but those of the Angel's living inside of her. Homes burning to the ground, cries of the people that she had called her family. People, descendants of both demons and angels, laying in the pathways of the street death wracking through their bodies and a small girl no older than six or seven crying by being held captive by the people who had done it. A small sob wracked the body of the blonde girl. She hadn't known about Alyia's past, but she was sure that she was who she was because of it.

Wiping a tear from her cheek the girl adjusted her grip on her weapon. No one was there for Alyia as her home was taken from her, no one was there to wipe the tears as she cried, no one was there to pick up the broken pieces that had come with the regret of not being able to do anything. But that was not the case now. Aliannah and Alyia were strong together, they would be able to take on this together. Even if Alyia never had someone looking out for her, that didn't mean that the people who lived in this village would not. She was not about to let another small child receive the fate the Alyia had.

By now, the other man had sprinted off into the village, fending off the wolves from attacking other homes and the people who lived there. Taking in a deep breath the girl spun the scythe in one of her hands and tossed it lightly in order to get the handle on it. With one hand she grasped the scythe, like one would a spear and hurdled the scythe at a wolf that had begun to back several people into a corner.

Her aim wasn't perfect and missed the heart of the wolf, spearing itself through its shoulder blade instead, causing for it to howl into the night. But without a hesitating moment, the girl had taken to a sprint before taking to the air in a leap, launching her body at the scene.

She had managed to land on the back of the wolf that was pinned to where it was due to her weapon sticking out of its back. Landing her hand on the handle of the scythe the girl yanked it from the back of the beast before spinning it once, twice, above her head and bringing it down to cleave off the head of the animal. The body of the wolf fell to the ground and Aliannah looked at the people who were in front of her. She couldn't tell if they were scared of the wolf that was about to eat them, or her. She could feel warm droplets along her skin and a stream of the same substance down her arm. She didn't have to look down to know it was the blood of the wolves that she had killed, but it didn't make it any easier to see the people that she had saved cower at her in fear.

With a huff, the girl hopped off the back of the wolf and looked around. She could see the other mage fighting and ducking in time with the wolves like that of a dance. The amount of the wolves in the pack was not something that Aliannah had been prepared for. Upon her look around she had noticed that there was one place that seemed to be holding its own, the store.

Hearing the voice of the male mage echoing her thoughts Aliannah looked back to the store with her blue citrine eyes and saw that though it was holding up well. It would not be for long. Four large werewolves circled the store. Gritting her teeth together the girl sprinted at the animals. Not a sound came from her lips and not a noise came from her feet against the ground. The animals didn't know the girl was upon them until they saw the flash of blonde hair and a sting of a weapon.

But as strength would have it Aliannah hadn't managed to get all of the wolves across their chests with her blade as a warning. The beasts themselves were slightly over four feet tall, they were built and seemed to radiate a bit of magic. With a glare, the girl was now the only thing that stood between the werewolves and the store. Standing up straight the girl lifted her hand into the air. "I call upon the Fallen Blessed!" Without a second to spare, 4 beams descended from the sky, each one targeting a wolf.

To say that all 4 beams managed to hit a wolf would be lying, rather instead upon hearing the magic coming from the sky one of the wolves had leapt forward at the blonde girl, claws extended as his fellow companions had been momentarily knocked to the ground.

Seeing the wolf leaping forwards to attack the girl sneered and dove out of the way, rolling against the ground before coming up again in a crouch. The wolf was looking at her, their next target and moved to attack again. But this time it wasn't alone. Another wolf lunged from the side of Aliannah, recovered from the attack that she had just given. While one she was suspecting and one she was aware of Aliannah could not take two of something that was larger than herself.

Placing her weapon verticle to her chest she allowed herself to be hit and sent skidding across the ground before her back found the wall of the next building over. It was at this time, she had the attention of all three wolves and knew that the store was not in much danger anymore.

Falling to the ground, the girl looked helpless, her magic had always been canceling itself out making her seem like a D-Rank mage, or even a C-Rank mage if they were so inclined to say. Looking up from her position on the ground and at the four wolves that stared at the girl like she was their next meal Aliannah looked pitiful.

But, knowing that they had underestimated her the girl's lips pulled into a smirk as she placed her hand on the ground. Her eyes locked with the single wolf that had seemed to best her. "I call upon Hell's Terrain."

Not sooner than the girl had muttered the words that the world around the five of them turned black, Aliannah knew that she wouldn't take a chance on how long this battle was going to last, and the spell expanded to cover the entire village. She wasn't worried about the villagers, or the person that she was battling with as they would not be harmed by the spell. But darkness, and red spread across the land, the terrain changing from something that was something you would find in the woods to a land that looked like it had just been imaged from Hell.


The smirk on the girl’s face grew. Her eyes were gleaming with mischief and her pink lips were upturned knowingly. The rest of this battle shouldn't take much longer.

Spells Used:

HP: 580/600  MP: 510/600

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With the landscape what it was it took the wolves by surprise allowing for the girl to take her scythe with both hands and ram it through the chest of one of the beasts before ripping through its side and slicing the neck of another one. The two wolves she had hit falling to the ground as their blodd slide down her scythe, painting her hands red. Spinning around the girl came eye to eyewith the last two wolves and smirked as she waited for t them to attack. The monsters were no longer rational asbthey had just seen their companions killed before their eyes.

Not much after the girl had smirked had both of the monsters run at her. One of them leaped into the air, aiming for her head. She had seen this attack before. With a scoff the girl bent backward and let her knees hit the ground as her scythe was swung up and stabbed into the belly of the beast. It cut a fine line as the monster finished going over her, but the moment it landed the beast was down. The cut along it's underside had allowed for its intestines to spill out. It was going no where.

The blonde didn't even have to look backwards to know that the monster was down. Instead she looked at the last beast who stood before her challenging. Placing her hand on her scythe a little farther up the girl used it to get to her feet. She looked at the beast and raised a single eyebrow at it. What was it going to do? She had just killed it's pack mates ruthlessly. Her eyes met those of the beast and through her blue Corrine eyes a red and silver flash shown through.

Without another word or motion the beast tucked it's tail between its legs and skittered away.

Taking in a deep breath the girl canceled her spell allowing for the rest of the terrain to return to normal. Upon releasing her breath the girl could feel a surge in magic from behind her. The other mage.

With a gently and slender hand she reached into her pocket and pulled out a wiping cloth. She ran it along her scythe, cleaning the blood that had gotten on it before pushing part of her magic into the blade and making it once more a pendant as to which she reattached to her necklace.

With cloth in hand the girl began to wipe down her hands and parts of her body that seemed to be soaked with the blood. Looking at the bodies of the wolves she frowned, she didn't like to kill, but if an animal was harming a human then things needed to be done. With quick pace she stepped over the bodies and made her way to the other mage.

"Not bad. Good job. You seem to have gotten better too."

A smile played on her lips and she held out the cloth she had used to wipe the blood off of her skin.

"Wipe it off now before it dried. It'll be harder to get off then."

Handing her cloth to the male she smiled before turning to the village that they had just saved. There was still some damage done, but the village would be able to fix itself easily especially with the meat and the other materials they would be able to scavenge from the bodies of the dead wolves.

A thought hitting the girl she turned back to the male. Her eyes were serious now. "Also, you. You will be sticking with me until you learn that you are worthy of a guardian angel. Everyone is. Sometimes it just takes them a while to find you."

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