Apocalypse Now

((I won't be on the forum here anymore guys, you guys have all the roleplays to yourselves now and I'm lacking the creativity to reply. XD Have fun you two OK? *runs off to read scripts*

Carlos was sat just on the outskirts of a dead forest, his eyes not focused on any particular area. He stared blankly. Letting out a sigh, he rubbed his head. All he wanted was some time to think about things, but he couldn't as too many thoughts were bundled into his mind.

Eventually the red head found the guts to exit the house and look for Carlos, before long he had a tag along. Llywelyn had followed him, confused as to why he was being so quiet.

The dark haired male had thoughts swimming through his mind, many of which he wished he could just shove away so he could think clearly for once. He didn't even realise how long he'd been walking, as he turned to look behind him he couldn't even see the house that he had left.

Harry sighed as he walked and looked back at Carlos... not that he pitied him, but something about him just made him made him feel sorry for him, even though he probably didn't want or need it, especially from him. The thought made him chuckle as he trudged along and grimacing, brushing soot out of Jess's hair. "How you get so dirty from WALKING I'll never know..."

Sighing Skye eventually stopped watching and turned away from the window.

((I actually completely forgot about this roleplay, but whatever, if you guys want to go ahead without me that's fine too))

Carlos continued to walk, seemingly aimlessly, away from the safety of the home. He stared at the ground and occassionally kicked away rocks with his large army boots.

Skye looked out of the window and watched Carlos walk away. Sighing he sat on his bed and tried to think about what to do.

((*tempted to have Carlos get his ass kicked my demons and get him tortured* >_> ))

Carlos lay still for a few minutes, relaxing as well as he could considering their current situation. Letting out a sigh, the male heaved himself to his feet and began to wander outside.

Skye had gone upstairs determined to stay out of anyones eyesight, he didn't want to be seen.

Carlos had to break into a sprint to keep up with his friend, and even then he was quite a long way away. It took Carlos twenty minutes more than the red head to reach the safe house, as he walked inside he slumped down on a chair and leaned back as he attempted to relax.

(( sorry Jack, we're ditching you, waited long enough :) ))

Before long Skye found himself back at the house which he'd taken Carlos to, sighing he opened the door and walked inside rubbing his head, greatful to be back.

After a while the red head was miles in front of the older pair.

Walking along at the same speed as Harry, Carlos watched his red head friend. It was more than obvious that something was wrong, although he knew that now was not the time nor the place to ask exactly what was wrong.

Sighing Skye made his way ahead of the two. He half dragged his feet along the ground.

Glancing at Skye as he noticed Harry keep a close eye on him, Carlos nodded as he looked back at Harry and agreed to lead the way back to safety.

Harry nodded slowly. "I guess we'l follow where you go.." he said looking closely at Skye. Something about him had definitely changed...

Shaking his head, Carlos admitted that he hadn't killed a single demon as he was more concerned with his survival and wouldn't want to attract others to the scene. Looking around cautiously, the male suggested that they leave; "I doubt there's just that one demon out here, and I'd rather not stay to prove that theory."

The red head remained silent, he didn't want to tell Harry he had. Skye was the person who was leading the demons against the humans.

Harry brushed his hair out of his face as he took a quick sample of blood from the writhing demon, and placing it inside a a plastic sleeve, in a folder which had many different types in there. Looking down, he brought the sword down and slit it's throat, and it thrashed no more. He quickly stood up and put the folder away in a suitcase, shrinking it again to capsule form and putting it in his pocket. Looking up at Carlos, he gave a small smile. "I'm guessing you haven't dealt with this kind of demon before either?"

Backing away slightly, Carlos took the opportunity to re-arm himself with his shotgun. Glancing at the demon, Carlos looked almost worried. He had never seen someone take a demon down with such ease, nor had he ever actually seen a demon on the floor writhing in what Carlos assumed was pain.

Harry's eyes opened widly seeing a second before anyone else. He jumped and a flash of wings quickly swooped under him. Drawing out his sword he slashed it through one wing which sent it careering into an oak. Sheathing serpentine, he made his way over to the struggling demon. "This isn't something I've dealt with before.." he said kneeling down and picking up it's other clawed hand closely as it lay thrashing and snarling, but weakened.

Watching Harry's movements closely, Carlos sniffed the air deeply before glancing at the shotgun that had been knocked out of his hands. The dark haired male looked straight at Harry. "Someone's coming...?" He asked, though rather certain in himself that he was correct.

"What's wrong...?" Skye asked as he watched Harry's movements.