Ragnar and Aruka made it to the rendezvous point which was actually the top of a hotel building. Ragnar wolf landed on said building with Aruka behind him.
"Why.. did... you.. wait or atleast let me hatch a ride on the big dog."
"GRRRR!" The shadow wolf growled at Aruka.
"My bad, my bad!" Aruka said as he raised his arms above his head. "Actually what's it's name if I may ask?"
Ragnar was about to speak but Aruka stopped him. "Not Beast of Gevaudon, I mean the actual name you gave it after forming a contract with it."
Ragnar hesitated to say the name but decided o say it anyway. "Ombre. That's his name."
"Oh! Ombre, which should translate to 'shadow or shade' in French. Nice choice there, very on the nose."
"Shut it! Like you could come up with a good name and beside if the spirit doesn't like the name they'd much rather be called by their title which is a pain to do."
Before either could speak again the door to the roof was kick open and 3 men came out.
The first 2 seemed to be slightly young than Ragnar and Aruka probably in their late teens.
One was a young man with deep brown skin, with bright orange eyes which glowed against the night sky. His brown hair was intricately braided in sections of his head, and numerous scars can be visible along his lean arms. He wore simple pair of jeans, a black T-shirt and a unzipped hoodie with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. Around his next rested a simple string necklace with 3 golden rings tied to it.
This was Eamon a former mage from the magic tower, who chose to become a hunter for unknown reasons. In his bio it said he was good with summoning, magic and knowledge on demonology and angelology. He was also said to be 18 years of age.
The other was a boy with who seemed to have just entered his 20's. He had dark brown skin and a muscular build. His short, black curly hair had blue highlights with a side fade. With striking heterochromia eith one a vivid green and the other a striking violet.
He wore s sleek, black compression long sleeve turtleneck, with matching sneakers and fingerless gloves. Which gave him an rather modern-day look.
He was Theo Aria, the bastard child of the Aria family head. He's specialize in matter magic and is stated to have multiple elemental affinities.
But that last and certainly not the least was the caption of this team that was assembled.
He was a rugged man with fair skin and intense hazel eyes stared directly at Ragnar and Aruka. He possessed a thin shabby stuble covering his jawline.
He his outfit was heavily inspired by the cowboy esthetic as he wore a cowboy hat on top of his head that casted a small shadow over parts his his face.
His attire consisted of a button shirt, slacks and a vest woth golden accents black leathery gloves with the index, middle fingers and thumb out.
On his vest sat a holster which held a revolver similar to Ragnar's but seemed slightly older and on his waist sat a short dagger.
This was Samwell the Kid a direct descendent of Billy the Kid. He's among the most experienced among hunters here and he's also the best gunslinger around as he's been stated to have never missed a shot.
But the downside being that hes a drunkard as he'd rather go to bars, casinos and brothels then hunt Supernatural creature who terrorize others.
"Hay, you brats! Who said you could just go off to who knows fuck where! As no-one gave you permission to do soo?" He walked over to the as the mild anger in his voice was starting yo become noticed.
"I got the rogue werewolf so what's the big deal?" Ragnar questioned back as he didn't back down from Samwell. "And last I check result are what matter most the the bureau, and i got said results."
"Look kid i don't want this as much as you but the heads have said their command we can leave yet." Samwell said with a tired look across his face
Ragnar finished as he tried to walk past same, but was stopped as he was grabbed by his caller than judo tossed over Samwell shoulder.
Ragnar landed on his feet but, he than had to block a barrage of punches from Samwell. "Let's see if you can get results, by beating me you can have full control of the team but if you can't you'll have to listen to what i say as captain. Deal?"
Ragnar blocked his attack, but than jumped into the air wrapping one of Samwell are with ine of his legs to deliver a high knee strike to the chin.
Both stepped back Ragnar with a few noticeable bruises on his arms while Samwell had a trickle of blood going down his mouth. "Argh. That's a new one, now I see why your considered one of the best newgen hunters."
Ragnar didn't bother with a response as he went for a sweep kick to but Samwell performed a small jump to avoid it that flipped forward to deliver a downward heel kick.
Ragnar blocked it but still had a the force of the bow fractured his forearm.
While the two of them fought Aruka headed over to the other 2 who were watching this with a bit of intrigue and bafflement.
"Hay you to can go get some sleep I'll watch these two." He offered as he knew the two may take a while.
Theo was the first to respond. "Oh no it's fine really I can stay up." He said as his eyes went back to watch their fight.
Aruka than turned to Eamon who looked back at him with a bored expression. "Peace." He gave a peace sign than left the rooftop without saying anything else to anyone.
"Hmmmm, I think I like him." Aruka said as he turned back to Theo who had a suspicious look on his face as he stepped back slowly.
Aruka looked confused until he realized how his words could be framed. "Oh, not like that
-a couple hundred miles away from the group they were being stared at by 2 sets of eyes of a muddy yellow color.
"Oh, chère sœur, je ne peux contenir mon excitation face au festin qui est arrivé. Le goût sucré de leur sang sur mes lèvres est tout simplement grisant."(oh, dear sister i cannot contrain my excitement for the feast that has arrived. the sweet taste of their blood on my lips is just soo exhilarating."
The male shadowly figure spoke in the french tongue he he gestured towards ragnar and his group.
The female figures was calmer as her eyes never left Ragnar. "Calme-toi, cher frère. Nous aurons notre festin en temps voulu, mais pour l'instant, nous attendons." (calm yourself dear brother. we shall have our feast in due time but, for now we wait.)