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    A small sparrow behind them ruffled its feathers violently. Not asking for attention to be scratched but because had chilled through its bones. A gentle squawk behind him sounded. Then another. And another. Until every animal in the attic was screeching one word. “Luira.” Over and over again. The clinking was continuing and a few knew that sound. They knew it very well as their children had been torn out of the sky beside them. The panic rose deep within the room as the screams were ignored. She was too far away. The large owl that was closest to Nicklas whacked its head against his arm. “You need to scream it. She’ll hear you. Go. Hurry. Hurry.” The fear was clear in his voice as wide eyes returned to the sight before them.

    The large tawny owl was soaring through the skies, her full concentration on the hawk far infront of her. It was swooping closer and closer to her. She had waited all night, she needed to see that he was safe. She needed to see that he was still going to stand by her side. A large scream came from the bird before her. She could never truly understand him in this form but she could tell the tone was fear.

    A loud whistle came towards her, she turned just in time to feet the metal clasp around her. The heavy net folded around her, trapping her wing in place and forcing her into free fall. She was falling towards the cobbles, down and down. The hawk dove after her, trying to save her but they dropped beneath the tops of the buildings before they could see what happened.

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    Her mouth felt dry. Bright blue eyes looked dull. Another tug. It felt stronger now. Like it was wound around her spine, yanking her violently forward. White knuckles gripped the handle and she wrenched the door open. A cool breeze kissed her cheeks as she left the room, leaving the door half open. Bare feet slapped lightly against the floor as she headed for an exit. Any exit. She needed to get outside.


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    There was no time to scream her name, he had already seen that someone, or something was after her. He had caught a glims of the net just before he himself climbed on the windowsill right before he jumped out of it "Follow me!" he had called towards all the nighttime birds, to all birds that could see in the darkness. A true hero landing, his knees did not like it, but he had worse. As the hawk followed Luira, so did Nicklas, his range already building up as he ran as fast as he could towards any kind of danger that was before him. He could not see Luira, nor those who had captured her. But he sure was to find her.
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    The nighttime birds ruffled their feathers in protest. With the sun rising they wouldn't wish to leave their nesting area. Even when he dropped, not a single bird left the archway up above. That was until a loud shriek came and two hawks flung themselves from the window, swiftly followed by a group of smaller birds. All flapping as hard as they could to follow the vampire who was easily making ground over the cobbles. The net had come from an area in to the left of the brothel.

    People were waking with the iniment rising sun. There shops would need to open soon, the ships on the docks were slowly springing to life. Nicklas would have an hour tops before the sun would hit the cobbles and turn him to dust. The sound of struggling wings was in the distance. She hadn't been able to change out of her bird form.

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    The door of the brothel was left open, the early morning breeze was picking up the curtains and making them dance over the tiles. Lily was transfixed by something in the distance and moved through the doors before heading to her right. Along the cobbles in her bare feet, her thin gown not "shielding" her from the cold.


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    He was like a speeding train, a wild bull, a raging... something or other. He ran as fast as his big legs could carry him. Nobody was going to catch any of his kind while he was around, he would rip the bastards apart that had caught the bird-girl in her bird-body. All caution flew out of the window, together with those birds as the speeding unstoppable force that was Nicklas ran, bird flying behind him as he came closer and closer to her. No matter what was going to happen, he would fight his way through it...
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    People were starting to exit their homes. The early breeze was forcing goosebumps to cover their arms. They were still half dazed, sleep clung to their bones as they yawned wide enough to see their deteriorating molars. The gentle words of greeting and chirps of early morning birds was quickly deafened by the thundering feet of a man mountain. Charging down the alleys at a fierce speed. Everyone took a step back, their backs hitting the cool stones as they let him run past. A crowd of birds followed the strange man and the townsfolk found themselves watching large owls, small sparrows and a eagle or two soaring after this man. The whispers quickly began.

    Round one more corner. That's all Nicklas had to do. One final corner and he would reach where the chains were gently jangling. Heavy footsteps cracked against the stone as he rounded the corner and found....nothing. Not a soul. Well, except for the young child that was jangling a chain necklace it had stolen from it's mother. The chains hit against the stones over and over again as the child listened to the noise with innocent fascination. A single tawny feather sat on the stones.

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    Round another corner. The cool air brushed against her bare skin as she continued to wander. It was like a rope was wrapped around her chest. Tugging her forward. Forcing her to move towards a silent voice. She'd stop occasionally, looking around her as if in a daze and then starting again. The woman wandering slowly by herself was nothing compared to the man mountain of early, so the townsfolk left her to her business. Where Nicklas had taken a right, Lily took a left heading towards the outskirts of the town. Where green trees lay waiting and the feeling only grew stronger.


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    Nicklas tried to catch his breath, the birds landed around on the houses that he stood between. All of them looking down at the child, and the mountain sized man that looked at the kid. Nicklas was many things, scared was not one of them. But he did not know what to think of a child standing alone in an ally quiete like this one. Spirits did many strange things. And in his life he had seen more monsters than vampires alone. Even an child quite like this one, could be something more. "Good.. morning." He said between breaths, keeping his distance as he looked at the chain in the childs small hands.

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    The chain hung in the air as the child froze when the man spoke to him. Everything about Nicklas from his boots to his wild hair was strange. Then the voice came out, the accent startling in a place like this. The small boy dropped the chain and ran back into the home. Voices could be heard in the home where the child had ran. One large bird landed on the stones beside Nicklas and picked up the tawny feather in its beak. The other birds swarmed around them, hovering in the area like vultures. One let out a short shriek and they all picked up heading towards the outskirts of the town.

    The soft prickling of sunlight trickled over his skin. The sun was coming up soon, it was hiding behind the clouds and Nicklas had minutes left before it hit the stones beneath his feet. The large bird on the slabs lifted itself up and gifted the feather to Nicklas before squawking a response. Something about movement by the woods, they would investigate and tell him when he was awake.

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    Her feet hit the soft cool soil and the smell of trees hit her nostrils. The tugging sensation in her chest kept going and she felt herself heading towards a clearing in the forest. The soft trickling of painful pins and needles hit her arms. Even though there was a clear warning mode in her mind, it was easily clouded. The sun was coming and she didn't care. Before she could reach the clearing, arms wrapped around her waist and she was dragged further into the tree line. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she went limp.


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    When the child left as it dropped the chain, Nicklas knew the child could not be a ghost. One could not be carefull enough these days. Especially with everything that was going on. He grunted angrily as he turned around. He had no time to chase after the girl. The sun was coming, and if he wasnt quick enough with heading back to the Brothel, he would be burning to ashes in minutes. He thanked the bird, and his friends. He knew they would come and bring him the information he needed as they so promised.

    He did not wait for anyone to come out of the house. He was out of that little side street before the woman came to look what starteled her son so. Nicklas took big steps, moving his massive body as quick as he could back to that horrible place. He would inform the others over what had happend... this meant waking up his Children first. Something he wasn't looking forward to.
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    The creatures picked up the dust off the cobbles as they took flight. Hundreds of birds, all varying sizes and colours flooded from the small alleyway. The humans watching from their windows would be startled by the appearance. Humans started to dribble from their homes. Some heading for horses that were tied up, others heading towards another crowding of birds to help the early morning fishermen bring in their catch. The streets were slowly starting to crackle to life. The people on the streets knew better than to get in the way of the large Northman. He took up more space than the others and his face looked like he had come straight from a battle he had sorely lost.

    A strange woman rested herself against the door of the brothel when the Northman returned. She was no night walker, she was a human. Her hair fell over her shoulders in soft curls as she scoured the streets. When she spotted him, she sighed deeply and held the door open. The sun was rising behind some clouds, the sharp pins and needles were harsh against his skin. They felt like small knives cutting through the skin and he knew he had barely minutes when he crashed through the doorway. The woman shook her head softly. "I thought you might be back." She closed the door behind him, sliding the heavy duty lock into place and cutting off all sunlight from the home. All the other curtains and windows were locked heavily and the people on the street knew that the brothel had closed its doors for the day...well part of the day at least.


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    He had been back home now for a hour or so and had not moved from his seat at the entrance of the brothel. What the hell had happend? What the hell had he been doing! Going alone in situations like this was stupid, just stupid! But he had to help this girl ... and he had failed doing so. He had been gifted something to drink by the lovely lady that had let him in, but he had not drunk a single sip as he was just.. staring into nothing while thinking.

    He had to talk to the others first, but only after they had woken up. He thought of waking them, but then again.. what the hell was he going to tell them?
    Sorry for the many mistakes, Im a little bit dyslectic. If there are to many mistakes it means my personal translator is having a live. So no worries they will be fixed.

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