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Release Date: August --, 2013Setting: Celestial Training Gym (clear skies)Time: One month later; Nighttime1. Edgar watches from afar as Artemis and Luna walk hand and hand through the city. He waits and watches, preferring to carefully plan his approach rather than diving straight in.2. Luna and Artemis are walking back to the Celestial training gym, after a long day of looking for an empty space for a new gym. She laments the frustrating lack of space in New York. She begins to sense someone is following them, and squeezes Artemis's hand to let him know. She then turns to face her follower.3. Donovan, who's been following Artemis and the smoke monster for a while, awkwardly stumbled to a stop, but says nothing. He waits for them to keep walking, but when the shadow monster doesn't move, he has a feeling he's visible to it. 4. Artemis is immediately puzzled. He looks to Luna and mentions that he doesn't see anyone. His mind immediately goes to ghost, but then, perhaps more worryingly, Artemis finds himself wondering why Luna of all people can see it.5. Edgar, at the sight of Donovan, grows mildly bothered. Another soul that needs collecting, another soul that got away. Still, he forces himself towards optimism. He could, as they say, kill two souls with one reap. 6. Luna, meanwhile, is staring expectantly at Donovan, waiting for him to say something. He looks nervous, but also terrified, as if looking at Luna made him want to run screaming. She speaks first, asking if he wanted anything. 7. Donovan addresses Arty, even though he knows he can't see him. It's easier to pretend to talk to him, who looks normal, than Luna, who looks like a creature from the black lagoon. He apologizes for following them, and mentions he was just following orders. 8. Luna asks who ordered him to follow them, and why he won't speak to her directly. She notices him suddenly seem even more terrified, and asks why. 9. Edgar reveals himself, claiming that Donovan Gallows is afraid of him, as well he should be. He claims that Luna was not supposed to live, and that her stolen soul belongs to him. He's here to take it, as well as Donovan's, to make things right with the universe. 10. Artemis jumps at a sudden new presence behind him. He instinctively moves in front of Luna, as if to protect her.11. Donovan explains that it's Death, and panics while explaining that Death has caught up to him. He reveals all of his terror, and suddenly realizes that everything he's been trying to do accomplish is simply done. 12. Luna seems to know what Edgar is here for, though she can't put it into words. All she knows for certain is that she is terrified. 13. Artemis, hearing this, is unwilling to forfeit the soul he fought so hard to give back to Luna, and attacks Edgar. 14. Edgar disappears long enough to let Artemis fall through him. He then reappears next to Luna and Artemis, and grips a hold on both of their bodies, preparing to release their soul. 15. Donovan decides to let Edgar take it, tired of being such an ineffectual ghost. He surrenders, starting to feel the numbness and tingling sensation that he associates with 'moving on'. 16. Luna, however, isn't the type to surrender. She fights back, and notices that for whatever reason, Edgar could not get a hold on her soul. She shoves him away, violently, and moves to hold Donovan. 17. Edgar momentarily expresses his frustration at being unable to reap her at first try, and implores her to see reason. He claims that she's living on borrowed time that doesn't belong to her, and that sooner or later, she would need to surrender.18. Artemis picks himself up, grabs a large metal pipe, and shoves it through Edgar's chest, making him fall over. Artemis inspects him, to see if he's dead, and is surprised to see him still alive. He falls backwards in shock and suggest they run.FYK: --

Release Date: August --, 2013Setting: The underworld, central chamber (clear skies)Time: One month later; Nighttime1. Darien enters the underworld, calmly and casually, but not in secret. He wields a sword, the same sword he used to kill Morgan, and if any demon approaches him, he uses it. 2. Ivy, nearby, has just finished 'seducing' Gideon to get back in his good graces. They lay together, and Ivy pretends to apologize for her poor reaction a month ago. 3. Gideon claims that it took her long enough, but considers her decision to return a smart one. He doesn't necessarily need her, but it's more convenient to have her nearby where's she's easily monitored. A guard arrives, and informs Gideon of an intrusion, something Gideon isn't overly concerned over. 4. Ivy, out of curiosity, questions who they intruder is. If it is one of her men, acting impulsively, she would have to speed up her plans and isn't quite ready for that. The guard informs her that it appears to be a watcher, with a sword. 5. Darien, meanwhile, uses his ability to collapse a tunnel behind him. The earth shakes in response, and any and all demons inside it were crushed. 6. Gideon, hearing mention of the sword, accurately assumes it's Darien, the man who murdered his love. He rushes to meet him, in a rage, but the tunnel he wants to walk through collapses, forcing him to take a backup route. 7. Ivy realizes what Darien is trying to accomplish, and follows Gideon, just as Gideon's chamber begins to collapse as well. She shouts to Gideon that he's trying to bring the underworld in on itself. 8. Darien continues to collapse tunnels on his way to the central chamber. When he arrives, he sees a furious Gideon and Ivy waiting for him. He greets them, and informs them that he's been planning for a month and has come to kill them. 9. Gideon doesn't waste time with small talk, and attacks him immediately, leaving a bloody streak down Darien's chest. 10. Darien responds by swinging his sword, wedging it between Gideon's ribs. 11. Ivy stands back to watch, wondering if she could escape the underground without notice, leaving Gideon to die on his own. She plots to take the throne after his death, but doesn't want to have to dig through fifty feet of collapsed rock and cement on her coronation day.12. Gideon explains exactly what he's going to do after killing Darien, and uses the pain from his wound to quicken his full metamorphosis into the wolf, and gains the advantage. 13. Darien seems to have expected this, but doesn't retreat. Instead, he begins using his ability to bring down the ceiling of the chamber. 14. Ivy is surprised that the watcher is willing to sacrifice himself just to kill Gideon, and realizes with some annoyance that she won't be able to escape if he brings down the roof. With an almost bored motivation, she intervenes, grasping Darien from behind, using her shadows to keep him from moving.15. Gideon turns back to a human, and takes Darien's sword.16. Ivy stops him, and suggests a better plan. Slowly, she begins to use her manipulation ability on him.17. Darien, realizing what she's trying to do, begs them to kill him instead. He begins to feel the effects of her manipulation, and starts to scream. FYK: A month ago, Gideon entered the Celestial Training Gym and heaved very lofty threats on all of them. Darien was unwilling to let those threats come to fruition, and has spent the month planning this attack. He is willing to die for his cause, if it means keeping Gideon away from Serena. In his attack, he ends up killing about a third of Gideon's werewolf population, a number Gideon won't know about until Episode 4 when they've finished counting the bodies.

Release Date: August --, 2013Setting: Warehouse near the Hudson River (clear skies)Time: One month later; Nighttime1. Hunter has been in the warehouse due to the familiar feelings it prompts. He's been exploring the building, trying to trigger memories.2. Bastian, aware of the potential plans of Benedikt, reveals himself to Hunter. Bastian claims that a demon called 'Benedikt' is after him with the intent to do Hunter harm, and claims he wants to help.3. Elsewhere, Zoisite is leaving Cade's home. She senses someone following her and begins to take a detour. As the person continues to follow her, Zoisite notices her 'detour' to feel as if it's being forced. She stops, and decides to surprise her stalker.4. Benedikt seems amused at her attempts to surprise him, and introduces himself. He reveals that he has information about her former lover, and suggests she follow him. He then moves in the direction of the warehouse.5. Back in the warehouse, Hunter finds himself distrusting of Bastian. His instincts drive him to seek an exit, or perhaps a way to defend himself. He asks why Bastian would help him.6. Bastian reveals his motives, which may or may not be sincere. He catches a noise outside the warehouse and suggests Hunter prepare himself. He then disappears.7. Zoisite chooses to follow Benedikt with caution. At the sight of the warehouse, Zoisite stops and accuses Benedikt of deception.8. Benedikt assures her that the man she's been looking for is in there, and he will show him to her. He enters the warehouse dramatically and calls out to his old friend.9. Hunter taking Bastian's advice, recognizes Benedikt's voice and prepares himself by escaping at vampiric speed.10. Zoisite comes in just after Hunter has escaped. Finding the warehouse empty, she directs her emotions towards Benedikt and attacks him.11. Benedikt was going to go after Hunter until Zoisite attacked him. He easily fends her off, and insults her for her eagerness to overreact. He is angry and frustrated for being bested. He demands Zoisite to leave.12. Zoisite angry and defeated, leaves the warehouse. Once outside, however, something stops her. She decides to spy on Benedikt to find out what he'll do next.13. Once the vampire is gone, Benedikt furiously calls Bastian out, questioning why he's interfering with his Order Plans.14. Bastian reveals himself. He claims that he doesn't like Benedikt, and that he's simply bored. He then teleports out of the warehouse.15. Benedikt expresses his fury then teleports away as well.16. Zoisite has secretly observed this scene. She reacts to the sight of Bastian alive, and the conversation he shared with Benedikt.17. Hunter, having retreated to the roof, has observed everything. He feels drawn to Zoisite, and wants to approach her. Instead, he quietly runs to the opposite side of the roof and disappears into the night.FYK: The warehouse is the same place in which Bastian and Malachite Feldspar last fought four years ago. The result of this fight was Malachite being staked, put in a box, and thrown into the Hudson River with an anchor. Zoisite was incapacitated at the time. Now, one month after the events of Episode 2, Hunter has found his way back to that same warehouse. Benedikt knows nothing of the prior events, but has observed Hunter and taken opportunity. Bastian doesn't want Hunter to regain his memories, and has been taking steps to prevent as much.

Release Date: August --, 2013Setting: Carter's Auto Shop (clear skies)Time: One month later; Night of the Full Moon; Moonrise1. Raye and Greg are at her family's auto shop garage. Utilizing her surroundings, Raye is securing Greg should her meditation experiment fail. She sets up a mini fire-pit at a safe distance.2. Greg approves of the stability of Raye's lockdown job. He's ready to try this experiment, as he's been practicing with her for a while now.3. Outside, a drunken Luke is bored and looking for Greg. He finds a way into the auto shop, assessing the scene and making inappropriate jokes.4. Raye is annoyed and a little disgusted, and threatens Luke if he doesn't leave.5. Greg laments Luke's unwelcome appearance and suggest he leave, but he also suggests to Raye that she not harm him. He starts feeling the moon's effects, and quietly suggests Raye hurry.6. Luke reminds Greg what Raye did to him in Episode 1, then complains about his boredom and having to drink alone. He begins to unchain Greg.7. Raye stops him, informing Luke about their plans for mediation to avoid the unwilling werewolf transformation. She reminds him of the full moon, and again tells him to leave. She attempts to redo the chains Luke loosened.8. Greg starts to feel the oncoming change grow stronger. He's starts to panic and tells Raye they missed their window of time to prepare, and that she should run.9. Luke doesn't seem concerned. He argues that Greg is what he is, and the only way to deal with it is to embrace it. He uses his ability on Raye to get her to move aside and allow him to undo the chains.10. Raye is overcome by Luke's influence and does as she's told, unable to move.11. Greg begins to fully change. He lets out a powerful howl and breaks free of the chains completely, lunging towards the helpless Raye.12. Luke initially thrills at this, but after a silent moral battle with himself, he reluctantly moves to rescue Raye.13. Raye reacts to this confusing gesture, and tries to handle the werewolf without harming him.14. Greg prepares to attack again, but stops short when he hears another howl in the distance. Seeming to no longer care about Raye and Luke, Greg turns and takes off into the night.15. Raye starts to chase after him, but stops and asks for Luke's help, since he owes her. She doesn't wait for him to say yes, and runs after Greg.16. Luke considers Raye's suggestion, as well as his friendship with Greg. Then he makes his choice.FYK: Luke has been at the Devil's Playground drinking, by himself. He knew that Greg was going to turn tonight, and that Raye was supposed to help. Luke decided to go to Greg anyway. Raye was intending to use her methods of meditation to help Greg keep himself in control and resist transformation. Though Greg is able to change willingly and maintain control of his wolf-self, he is unable to repeat this behavior during the full moon. His transformation is forced, and he loses all control at this time. Greg has been turning for a few years now, so the transformation is quicker but still quite painful.

Disclaimers- Miyako de Lioncourt/Miyako Musato is a character of my own creation as is her back story. Everything about her is my original work meaning it came out of my own head instead of taken from another source. I admit there are aspects of her story as well as her story line overall that are loosely based on the Vampire Chronicles as well as the Anita Blake Chronicles. I don't claim any of their works or ideas as my own, instead I claim them as a source of inspiration for my own ideas to be built off of. The images you see on this page are meant to put a face to a character that otherwise exists only within writing. I claim none of them as my own original work or as images of myself. They are used only for the purpose of giving my character a face no infringement on copyright is intended. Any images used that appear more than once within an album is due to the original and any edited versions that I've created being posted. Rules 1. As I said before my character and back story are all original creations that have taken a lot of time and effort on my part to create. I don't mind if you use my character or her story as inspiration for your own writing, but please don't steal either and claim them as your own. 2. I've been role playing on Myspace since 2003 so I'm not new to role play by any means... though I will ask you to be patient with me as this character is a part of a genre that I'm not used to. As such it will take me some time to learn the ropes of this genre so to speak. I won't give away the names of any other character(s) I have, but I will tell you that I've spent nearly all of my time role playing within the rather large world of Star Wars Role Play. That being said I think any one will agree this character is quite the switch from what I'm used to. 3. I tend to be a para, multi-para, novella role player but that doesn't mean I force others to be on that level as well. We all have to start some where, and we all tend to get comfortable on different levels I can respect that. Those that haven't quite built their self up to para, multi-para I'll still talk to and even try to help them improve to reach that level should they ask it of me. Those that are at that level and want to grow even more in hopes of becoming comfortable as a novella writer, I'll help you as well provided you catch me at a time when I can think of enough to write at that level myself. My writing quality and quantity depends heavily on my mood on the given day as well as the level of creativity and inspiration I have at that time. 4. As I said before I have more than one character to tend to so I may not always be logged into this account. I also happen to have things that require my attention outside of my writing, such as a job that at times requires me to be working up to 92 hours a week. And that my friends will always come first. If you happen to catch me on a day when I'm not in the mood to write keep in mind that I not only do a lot of writing for the purpose of role play, I also happen to do writing for various other projects. That being said some times I will have days where my creativity has been taxed to its limits and I'm feeling rather burnt out when it comes to writing. 5. I admit I'm not always the best at getting back to people I'm talking to. Some times it will take me awhile to get a reply out (any where between a few hours to a month or more). It all depends on how badly real life has taxed my creativity and how much time I have free to spend role playing. If I owe you and you haven't gotten a reply out of me after one week message me to remind me, and if you don't mind include my last post to you in your message to remind me of what I last said. It makes it easier for me in case your one of those people who like to delete comments after you reply to them or you have them hidden. By sending me my last comment it helps me to remember where I was taking our story, and sometimes gives me ideas for my next reply to you. If it has been a month or more since I've replied to you don't be afraid to send me a message reminding me that I owe you as I may have lost, misplace, overlooked, forgotten or have been way to burnt out creatively to reply to your post. 6. In order to avoid any issues that may arise due to my character's story I'm going to address the subject here. My character happens to belong to two men, Lestat de Lioncourt and Damien. She also belongs to one woman, Ashley Summers. If you have a problem with this type of relationship I ask that you either deal with it by pushing past it so we can enjoy writing together, or you can see your way off my list. It is my choice and right as a writer to create my character and develop it in any way I see fit, just as you have the same right with your own. I'll respect your ideas and preferences as long as you respect mine in return. For now that's all I have in the way of rules. They are subject to change at any time in length and/or content.

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.E X P E C T A T I O N S. |Layman's terms| - I am not, nor have I ever claimed to be the face of the actor I choose to portray my character. I will take a leap and assume if you've requested me as a 'friend' that you understand this concept. Being a realist, I understand how daft the masses can be and for that reason alone, I state once again - I am N O T the gentleman displayed in the pictures.   - If you do not wish to engage in dark, violent, sexually explicit and often offensive roleplay - D E L E T E now. I will respect the action and it will save us both potentially wasted time and unwanted drama. I give an extensive disclaimer - If you wait till we get several comments in to tell me what an arrogant a**hole I am, expect to be deleted and blocked. Good riddance to vile rubbish - You're not desired back. |Simplicity| - Myself and the storyline I engage in with your character C A N potentially consist of explicitly graphic violence, sexual connotations/innuendos, vulgar language, and cruel behavior.Be A W A R E of what you're getting into.  - Para, multi-para, novella: All are acceptable forms of length. I will N O T force the story along, nor will I match length just to bulk up a comment. Replies will range anywhere from 300 to a 1000+ words. Dependent on amount owed and/or real life activities, replies are generally dispensed within a week or two. I will announce delays.  - O U T  O F  C H A R A C T E R  is nearly non-existent. Unless clearly stated, ALL interactions will be dealt within character - [This includes messages.]  Messages are solely reserved for storyline/character discussion and replies will be run solely in comments. I prefer to get to know a player before beginning a storyline. If I begin with casual banter and "one-liners" it is not for lack of ability or competence. I merely enjoy testing the waters before beginning as to not waste my time on one who does not deserve it.  |Playground Rules| - I do not P L A Y well with others.I WILL most likely say something that offends, hurts, or angers you. I may be cordial, smile and entertain you for an extended period of time, but this by no means signifies you interest me, it is merely a sign of manners. It takes a truly rare, and enigmatic woman to catch my eye, and it sparsely happens. Don't take it personally.   This will be the very reason I deliberately keep the friends list small, disposing of vermin as the need arises. Only ONE has earned her way into a permanent position. Harassment of this exquisite beauty or complaints about the interactions and connections I have with her will be the quickest way to finding yourself deleted and blocked. This is your only warning.  - Bullsh*t D R A M A is not tolerated. Take moody updates, sad name changes, poor me bulletins, and any other form of immature drama to someone who gives a sh*t.  I  D O N T  C A R E.  Such behavior will be strictly ignored. -  I will delete for a V A R I E T Y of reasons & I reserve the right to delete without explanation, as do you.  .Failure to keep up.  .Abuse of modern English. [Failure to use proper grammar to the extent that I am unable to decipher your comment] .Drama. .Annoyance. .Lack of chemistry. .Immaturity. Inferior roleplaying skills. .The mood strikes.    |R   O   L   E   P   L   A   Y| 

Name: AlexeiAge: UnknownGender: MaleSpecies:DragonHair Color: GrayEye Color: Ice blueSexual Orientation: Gay/Seke but leans more to Seme unless you can tame the beast:)Status: Taken by DaisyOccupation: Dragon lord Home Town: unknownTattoos: red marking on his right shoulder and across his chest to his left shoulder.

Her head moved slowly from side to side.  Eris glanced to the doorway, doing her best to not laugh.  There was Sami Remington, caught in her trap.  No one could see or hear her, except herself of course.  "Nope, zip, zero, zilch, nada, nein, I don't hear a thing."   She licked her lips and pulled a snickers bar out of her bag, peeled back the wrapper and ate a few bites.  "Want some?" she offered Sam with a few crumbs falling from her mouth, realizing Sami would have had better manners and shared it.  Her thoughts ran wild, this was her first gig impersonating someone, she should have done better research.  She'd never hear the end of it from Lucinda if she screwed up.  "Alright Sammy" she rolled her neck and cracked it.  "Let's get busy on this."  Eris opened her own laptop aside Sam's so they could double the workload and began her search wondering just how accurate the internet would be on their demonic society.Maybe Sami didn't hear anything, but Sam did.  Or not so much hear it as he felt it.  Sami offered him a bite of her Snickers bar, which temporarily took his mind off the wrongness of the moment.  Sam frowned, shook his head, and then chuckled.  "Well, I'm glad to see that Sami Remington isn't all about organic and healthy foods.  I was beginning to wonder whether you really had any vices."  He glanced down at the candy bar in her hand, "Although... a Snickers bar?"  Suddenly the wrongness returned. "Sami, I'm not really hearing something, I'm sensing it.  Something is off.  Know what I mean?  I have occasional...moments of psychic perception, and I'm having one now.  Dean has seen it a lot.  Rachel too.  I've learned - we've learned - not to ignore it."  Sam stood and gazed out the window of the motel room.  The weather was perfect out there.  Deep blue skies over a high desert landscape that that ran for miles and miles.  In the parking lot, out near the highway, a slight breeze was rusting the big leaves of a well-maintained sycamore tree ringed by concrete blocks painted white and red.  Add some blue blocks and it would be damned near patriotic.  Patriotic amidst your all-American northern Arizona landscape.  Nothing obtuse about it.  No demons ready to attack.  No blue-skinned aliens sailing down out of the sky with a predatory gleam in their multi-faceted bug eyes and anal probes in their long-fingered, bony hands. Whatever was jangling the tips of his extra sensory nerves wasn't revealing its identity, so Sam sat back down, laced his big hands together between his knees, and sighed.  There wasn't much he could do at the moment about the psychic babble in his head, so he glanced towards Sami's computer screen.  "Ok, so what have we got?"Her brows furrowed, Sami turned and leaned with her back against the obstruction that separated her from the real world.  Her iphone and internet were useless.  She stuffed it into her back pocket and pushed her fingers into her front pockets.  "The stones," Sami's brow perked.  She still carried them with her, although hadn't taken any time to figure out what all they were capable of. Fred and Ginger bounced around rough housing completely unaware of their misfortune.  They began chasing one another when suddenly Ginger ran right through the obstruction.   Fred hit the brakes digging his paws into the ground and slammed against it.  "What the hell?"  Sami pondered and turned, she cupped her hands and peered through it watching Ginger look at fake Sami, whimper then wander over to Sam and rest her chin on his leg looking up at him.In the back of her mind, the young blonde still believed that she should never have left the hospital with the group. She didn't feel safe, she kept feeling as if she should be looking over her shoulder. In her position on the bed, in the far corner of the room, she felt as if she could keep an eye on the taller of the two men and the blonde woman. With the remote control in her hand, she had some kind of weapon in case her initial feelings were right. Was it fair that she wanted to go back to the hospital? At least there, there were highly trained nurses who were able to help her, and security personnel who were trained to deal with nutcases. With each change of channel, her attention to the others in the room decreased. She became a little more interested in finding something to watch that would grab her imagination. She ran her fingers through her hair, her annoyance with the television growing with each click of the remote. The blonde was ready to launch the remote at the television, before a show grabbed her. A family of yellow people, with an overweight dumb father as the main character. The show may not be educational, but it seemed to be a bit more entertaining than trying to figure out exactly who she was. The young blonde became rather immersed in the show, ignoring the two dogs playfully chasing each other around the room. She quickly learnt that her favorite character was the small baby with the blue ribbon in her hair, constantly sucking on her dummy. In an attempt to get a little more comfortable, she moved herself to lie down with one of the yellow-stained pillows hugged against her chest. Something about lying down with her head on one of the pillows didn't feel right. Maybe, that was one of her quirks?"Peanuts, protein" her brows rose and lowered.  Who doesn't eat a Snicker's bar she silently wondered.  Her back pack was filled with all the food groups.  Corn chips were vegetables, milk chocolate, that would be dairy, fruit roll ups, and there's her fruit.  As long as she was on earth she was going to enjoy it. She began reviewing the recent news for their location.  The red river was brilliant and even moreso all the fish and vegetation were dying as well.  Eris stifled a grin and put on a serious face.  "This is horrible Sam, but I'm not really sure how we stop it?  I mean aside from making more deals with the demons."  Her hues glanced over to the female Winchester; the ditzy demon had to bite the inside of her cheek.  "I mean" she shrugged "I'm sure they'd rather have you or Dean, but there's always...." Eris stopped abruptly; her eyes widened when one of Sami's pups made it through.  "Fred!" her hues glanced under the dog "I mean Ginger!  Where's Fred?"  She reached out to pet the animal but got a growl in return.  "Whoa!" she pulled her hand back abruptly.  "Could this be what you were sensing?  One of my dogs is missing?" "...Aside from making more deals with demons..." Demons. The very word itself caused the blonde to snap her eyes open, and her head to perk up off of the bed. The show on the television was forgotten, as was the small yellow baby with the blue ribbon in her hair. Demons. Why didn't the word feel strange to her? It was almost as if she spoke it on a regular basis, or it was spoken to her. But, why? "Woah, rewind a second." With the remote control still in one hand, and the pillow hugged against her stomach with the other, the young blonde pushed herself to sit up on the bed, and swing her legs off the edge so she could face the other two properly. "Making deals with demons? Are you sure I'm the crazy one here?" Okay, so she didn't feel comfortable enough with asking either of the pair why she was strangely familiar with the words spoken. But, maybe her question would lead to some more answers.The dog had appeared out of nowhere.  Like really out of nowhere.  Ginger hadn't come through an open door, because the door wasn't open.  And Sam was pretty sure the dog didn't trot into the room with them when they'd brought all their stuff inside.  In fact, Sam hadn't seen the dogs with Sami.  He'd assumed she'd left them with a sitter or something.  And then Sami had initially called the dog Fred, when it is clearly Ginger.  They're not that hard to tell apart.  Shaking these inconsistencies loose from his head so he could think in context, Sam thought through the multitude of events that had rained down upon them like a deluge of toads since they'd arrived in Winslow.  Speaking of rain of toads, there had been such an event right here in the parking lot on their first day here.  And they'd read about other odd occurrences, like a rain of stones, marauding elk, earthquakes, and four murders - women drained of blood. Sam stood and paced back and forth a couple of times in the room, trying to put it all together.  "Guys, we've forgotten why we came here in the first place.  The accident, the hospital, Faith and sis' memory loss.  It's thrown us off track, or at least distracted us.  What I don't know is whether someone is trying to drive us off track intentionally or whether we've allowed it to happen to us.  That first morning at the diner.  We were researching a vampire cult called the Order of Antemorh.  It was led by a bad-ass ancient, cloven-hooved vampire called Kakistos.  When this cult would start doing their mojo, there were these side effects, like sparks flying off a pinwheel.  Some of them would ignite and catch fire.  Just like our rain of toads, elk gone wild, the Little Colorado River turning red and flowing upstream.  And then there were the murders here over the last few weeks, obviously done by vampires.  The only thing that doesn't jive is that the Order of Antemorh was supposedly destroyed decades ago." He wasn't sure either his sister or Sami were following this, but it didn't really matter, because he was doing it as much for his own edification as he was to inform them.  So he continued to work the problem out loud.  "Faith acted strangely when we mentioned the Order of Antemorh and Kakistos.  I think she was hiding something."  Sam glanced towards Sami, "Hey, how about if you look on your laptop for a connection between Faith and this vampire cult.  Or maybe just vampire slayers and the cult.  They're vampires, right?  So they must hate slayers.  Maybe this is somehow all about Faith and the Order of Antemorh."  Although now that he'd said it, the concept didn't explain anything that had happened since Morgan caused the accident out on the highway.  And why would Morgan - a demon - be working with a vampire cult?  But then if this was just Morgan's vendetta against the Winchesters, why scrub Faith and Rachel's memory. Sam glanced down at the dog, Ginger, who was ignoring her master.  Everywhere he looked something was just a tad off normal.  It's like he'd stepped into an alternate universe that was on a trajectory just a few degrees to the left or right of his own home world.    In response to Rachel's question, Sam responded, "No, I'm not certain at all who's crazy here.  It might be just me."  He glanced at Sami again, "Or not."  Forgotten why they were there in the first place? She couldn't help but snort under her breath, her eyes rolling half-heartedly. There was a lot she had forgotten, or rather she had forgotten everything she had ever known. Okay, the regular every-day crap like flicking through television channels and unlacing her shoes was rooted into the center of her brain, but all the personal stuff seemed to have vanished. They had called her 'Rachel' back at the hospital. That must be her name, why would they lie about her name? Maybe, if she managed to figure out her surname, she could do some research? Everyone left a paper-trail, right? Maybe she could find an address, head over there and see for herself what her life was actually like before she lost her memory? They wouldn't let her go. Rachel had seen what had happened when the other girl, Faith, had walked off. They would want to keep an eye on her, keep her out of trouble. Sam seemed to be entirely confident about whatever he was talking about. The Order of Antemorh, whatever that was. It didn't seem to bother him that he sounded like he was spouting out a load of mumbo-jumbo. It was as if he spoke about odd things like that most days, as if it were natural to him. Rachel's eyes fell to her feet. The color in her socks had faded, and she was pretty sure that they weren't a matching pair - she just didn't want to look any crazier by lifting up her trouser legs to check. She nibbled on her bottom lip as a plan formed in her mind. She could help. She could jump onto a laptop (she was pretty certain that she could remember how to use one) and she could do some research. All Sam would need to do is point her in the right direction. If she showed him a little trust, Rachel gathered that he might tell her a little bit more about herself. He did say that he was her brother, right? "What can I do to help?" Rachel looked back up at the guy on the other side of the room.