Apocolypse

[Rogue Van Helsing]

"O jeeze the lap dog is here."

Clearly Rogue was annoyed, she'd thought she left Fredrick behind in Prague. She'd forgotten that he was a werewolf...best trackers...

[Fredrick McPherson]

"Lap Dog?" Fredrick huffed himself up, "I'm not a lap dog you wench."

He gave a smirk and walked towards the shore watching the twilight simmer down to nothing in the far distance. "What a wonderful night. Seems as if nothing could happen." But he was wrong of course, there and then erupted a light fog around the characters and on the coast line there showed a large barge soaring towards them. "A barge? In this part of the tropics? It couldn't be." But it was...the ghost ship of SS. Princess Sophia was heading towards them

[Marcus Dillinger]

"Right on schedule." Marcus flipped out from a nearby tree branch and viewed the ship with confident hands on his hips. "Never thought the thing would show up."

[Rogue Van Helsing]

She smelled that stench anywhere,

"Marcus, you fool! You summoned this thing?"

She heard the fog horn from a distance and the grey-ish souls flooding to the bow of the ship...reaching out for them.

"If it's not one thing it's another with this stupid quest" Rogue mumbled as she looked into the forest.

[Jessica Reeves]

"Marcus!"said jesse as she turned to looked behind her "what are you doing here??"said jesse as she walked towards him.

[Rogue Van Helsing]

"Can't you tell he's starting trouble as usual...stupid brute." Rogue looked over her shoulder at the vampire and maliciously stared at him

[Isabella Wellington]

Isabella's eyes narrowed as she watched the two vampires before her and a hunter bicker, resisting the urge to growl she moved so that she stood behind Marcus and whacked him on the back of his head.

I knew teaching him how to summon was a bad idea...she thought as she watched the hunted looked ship come closer towards her and her company. Why do I get the feeling that after tonight I'm going to regret ever meeting Mr. Dillinger...

[Fredrick McPherson]

Fredrick grabbed the foolish blonde vampire by the neck.

"You buffoon! How dare you summon such a travisty?"

[Marcus Dillinger]

"I had no choice. I thought I'd have a bit of fun, was that too much to ask?"

Marcus gave a joker smile as he saw the ghost boat nearing.

"So hunter, what plan do you have of stopping the boat?"

He could sense how angry Isabella was at him but he merely shrugged it off

[Isabella Wellington]

Isabella's eyes narrowed dangerously as she watched the decaying ship drifted closer and closer towards the shore. The torn sails blended in magnificently with the fog that had began to enclose the shoreline hiding the her company. Isabella continued to ignore the squabbling around her as she continued to observe the ship as it drew closer and closer; she could has sworn she felt a presence on board. She concentrated and stared hard at vassal in front of her. There! She could see figure moving however it being to far away she could not tell who or what this figure was.

With my luck it could be something as absurd as a dancing/singing skeleton, thought Isabella as she continued to observe hunted looking ship. As she watched on her curiosity got the better of her; she began to wonder what she would find if she did board the vassal. Would she find a real dancing and singing skeleton? Most likely not but it would be amusing.

Isabella paused in her thoughts as she felt Marcus's eyes directed towards her, she knew that he sensed that her sudden change in mood. She turned towards him, eyebrow raised smirk in place and asked, "Yes?"

[Marcus Dillinger]

Marcus turned his attention to his old friend Isabella when he suddenly felt her mood changed. It still surprises him sometimes how he can sense her moods while everyone else has can only see her indifference.

"You seem unusually happy." It was a statement rather then a question, he knew for sure she was enjoying herself.

The question was why, after all usually Isabella would be ranting and raving over whatever stunt he has pulled. Not standing there, eyes filled with amusement; for the first time in the decades the he had known her he was seriously scared for Isabella's mental state.

"You felling ill or something Izzy?" he asked as the continue to watch her, and saw her glare at him the mention of her nickname. Well its good to see somethings haven't changed...

[Rogue Van Helsing]

Rogue had ignored the two vampires and walked closer to the shore. There, she was mesmirzed by the flowing currents bashing against the sand banks. She glanced back over her shoulder for a moment before running and diving into the salty sea.

She tore off her heavy trench coat, as she swam towards the boat. She didn't stand on being on shore awaiting for its arrival, she wanted to see what was in the barge. What could be so threatening to them that the had to be so scared? Rogue needed to find out.