Bloods Vs Crips Map Novels & Stories

I say on her couch, looking at her sleepy form, her cheeks were wet from her tears. I'm about to shed a human's blood and paint it on the streets of New York City.

She definitely looks the part, so it shouldn’t have been a hard guess. My thoughts scramble to a halt when the drops of blood that fell onto the map start to move. I gasp, my eyes snapping up to Jessica, but she has her eyes closed, focused on whatever spell she’s reciting. “It’s moving,” I whisper, hoping that the sound of my voice doesn’t spoil whatever she’s doing, and in a few seconds, the blood forms a line across the map, starting to lead somewhere. It is now I notice that the map is one of Valleyed pack, and the blood trail started from Mysthaven college.

He stands to leave. At the door, he pauses. "I will check on you later," he says over his shoulder. After he leaves, I move to the desk and pull the curtains open. A majestic view fills my sight. I see a massive ancient castle-like structure rising from the mountainside. It looks like a kingdom, or a prison. On the desk before me lies a document. Rules and Regulations for Maya Reynolds. I sigh. I open the first page. I have so many questions. And what the hell is a Bloodmoon Pack?

Flesh split beneath the nail, and crimson blood immediately began dripping onto the map below. Evangeline expected the parchment to absorb it. Instead, the blood remained upon the surface. It spread across the map like something alive, crawling through mountains, forests, rivers, and roads without soaking into the paper. Whenever it reached several possible paths, it hesitated briefly before continuing again as though searching for something only it could understand. The crimson trail wandered across the parchment until it finally stopped at a single point. Morningstar raised one eyebrow. "Well," he murmured with a small smile. "It seems my sister's murderer is on the way here."

In the command center, Marcus Vale, the High Commander, stood before a giant screen, cold light reflecting across his stern face. “Teams Delta-7, Bravo-9, and Echo-3, confirm the location of the Crimson Chapel. No one withdraws. Tonight, Valenfort will be cleansed.” Beside him, Dr. Alaric Hemsley, the Council’s hematologist, adjusted a syringe filled with a thick, black liquid. “We’ll release Serum Noctis. Once activated, it’ll spread through the air and destroy every vampire cell within a three kilometer radius.” Marcus glanced at him sharply.

“This treasure map belongs to the Kleins. Maybe it requires the blood of a member of the Kleins to make it change.” As soon as he spoke, everyone’s eyes fell on Andrius. Andrius contributed a drop of blood without hesitation. Plop! The soft sound was filled with everyone’s hope. Sizzle... When the drop of blood touched the map, a mysterious scene unfolded. The marks on the surface of the map began to move. Andrius’ blood was effective! “Andrius, hurry up and create a completely new map,” Norvin immediately urged Andrius upon seeing this.

Something happened. “Something is always happening,” I told him. “And if we go chasing every bad feeling, we’re going to lose the war before it starts.” He snarled, disgusted, then retreated to a corner of my mind, watching, sulking, still listening. Always listening. I straightened, forcing my focus back to the war table. The map was a mess of pins and ink and rage. Red markers for known Cross compounds. Black for Bathory-related holdings and shell properties. Blue for confirmed Vampyre nests. Gold for shifter strongholds. There were too many red and black. Not enough gold.

"Squad 7, retreat!" "We’re pinned!" the leader screamed. "They have the high ground! We’re taking heavy fire!" On the screen, Emily watched as a wolf was crushed by a boulder. Another was speared by a vampire jumping from the cliffs. "No," Emily whispered. "No, the survey said..." Her vision blurred. The map on the table seemed to swim. The red line of the valley... She blinked. The static in her head roared back, cutting through the drug. She looked at the map legend.